Fuu is announced as the Kobold prize

“It seems out challenger has fallen to the arena!” Fan’Zwit’Zal’s voice rang out across the crowd, drowning out the lewd, squishing sounds of kobold cock still churning in Fuu's cunt.

In the stands, the three Bravos were a picture of disappointment. Liv held her head in her hands, scowling and refusing to even look at the debauched scene before them while Robin’s jaw had dropped open wide as her brain slowly tried to work through the layers of crashing disbelief. Only Emmaline seemed to take it in stride, pursing her lips in an expression that seemed at once worried and intensely curious. It wasn’t much helped by the warm blush that flooded the three women’s cheeks.

“And to the victors…” Fan’Zwit’Zal continued, “Go the spoils!”

This won cheers—some from the audience, but most from the kobolds gathered in the arena down below. The half dozen of them hopped around chittering and clapping, stiff half-hard cocks bouncing and dripping with seed, spit, and juices. For her part, Fuu just lay there in their midst breathing hard as she came down from her climax and feeling the cool sand of the arena floor pressing up against her body.

She felt… strangely sensitive. She could feel the grains of it tweaking against her nipples, practically assaulting her with all the unique sensation of each individual granule of sand pressing against her in it’s own way. Her body still throbbed, hot with arousal… with need. Even after all the **** of having six lizard cocks emptied into her, Fuu realized, she still ached for more.

There, helpless on the ground, Fuu gently shook her head as she failed to suppress a soft moan.

The other Bravos had been expecting a trophy perhaps. A show of gold, a commendation, something traditional. But when the guards didn’t move and no such prize appeared, the truth of the situation dawned on them each in turn.

Fuu herself made the connection when a pair of little green hands gripped her beneath either arm and helped her quivering body to it’s feet. They were almost cute as they took either of her hands in their own much smaller grips and started to drag her toward one of the arena’s gates. A cuteness which was readily undermined by the way they couldn’t help but poke and prod her with their cocks, just rubbing the heads of the things against her soft legs in overeager search for stimulation.