Lucina stays on the ground

Trying an adjustment to her strategy, Lucina lay still where she'd fallen on the ground with her butt in the air. Carefully, slowly, she moved her hands to try and untie her cape, even leaving her sword on the floor to make the gesture less hostile. Sure enough, DK's ground **** came to a stop. She heard the monkey grunt curiously.

Every second not knowing what her opponent was getting up to was agonizing, but in a short time, Lucina finally managed to open her cape. Her blue hair, which had been bundled up inside, now fell messily around her. "Gods-" she began to curse, before freezing in terror as she felt warm air blow across her backside, accompanied by a very near animal noise.

DK hadn't decided to pause his pounding **** at all. Instead, he'd simply opted to change his target. Lucina turned her head wide-eyed to see the King grinning down at her, his hands raised with flat palms. Scrambling, Lucina tried to roll over, or roll out of the way-

It was no use. The ape brought his hands down in alternating, powerful blows, spanking the Ylissean royalty on her exposed bottom while she let out indignant yelps. This continued uninterrupted for half a minute, Lucina begging her opponent to stop while struggling to wriggle away from him. Donkey Kong's hand-like feet kept her legs in place, however, leaving her unable to move.

"He sates himself just like a buffoon!" Chrom protested, wondering why no referee would put a stop to the indecency. "This crazy Kong just digs his tomb!!"

Donkey Kong snorted, indicating he'd apparently gotten tired of his Jungle Beats. He stopped paddling and drew his arms back, preparing for a vicious clap. Lucina would have only a moment of relief before DK's two powerful palms slapped to either side of her ass with incredible ****, blasting her across the floor and causing her to slide upon floor into the river below. Scraps of her underwear could be seen caught in nails, drifting through the air, and disappearing into the water.

"Lucina?! Lucina!" Chrom shouted, unable to believe his daughter had fallen in a battle like this.

"Don't worry," Robin told Chrom, now holding his entire palm to his face to clap over the lower half and hide a nosebleed. "This is a two-stock match. See? She's back again," he noted, seeing the levitating platform lower with her light-covered restored form.

"And about time, too! And this time-" Chrom started, intending to declare how his daughter would reclaim her dignity against the dirty ape.