Who's hungry for breakfast?

Cassandra opened the door once I managed to somehow knock on it with my hands full. She looked very exhausted.

“Finally!”, complained the witch sitting on the massage chair. “That took way too long! I almost was tempted to conjure up my own food!”

I grumbled into my toast as I slowly sat the tray on the table.

“You better enjoy this, because this piece of toast is the only food you are going to get today. There! Sit on the floor like the doggie you are.”

I thought I was a cat.

Beatrice grabbed a glass of milk and started to aggressively chugging it before pouring the remainder in a pink bowl situated in front of me. “Lap it up with your tongue! Raise your butt! Wiggle it! Someone like you doesn't deserve to have even a sliver of dignity!"

…

As I was bending myself over the bowl I couldn’t help but wonder what was going on. Was Beatrice still angry about the doodling? But she enjoyed herself way too much this morning when she gave me the get breakfast order.

Femto gave me a sympathetic smile, while she grabbed a croissant and started to daintily nibble on it. “Bea is just angry about that story from yesterday.”

“I am so not!”, the witch huffed.

“You mean the one with Hebi-san, meow?”

“I don't care about that.” The witch growled. “Why would I care about some stupid snakegirl? Because I don’t!” She grabbed a cup of tea and started drinking it while avoiding eye contact.

Ok.

The angry tea sipping lasted for five seconds. “But honestly how could you let yourself humiliate yourself like that by a lousy Galmon? How degrading! How pathetic! Do you have not a single shred of dignity?”, she huffed.

“You just told me I don't desermpfff!”

My whole face was **** down in the bowl.

“Silence! Drink your milk! And I want you to savor it! Purr constantly and keep wiggling your butt!”

As I did that, I glanced a bit helpless towards Cassandra and Femto. Cassandra made the undoubtedly wise decision to stay out of it and just silently nipped at her coffee. The devil however shrugged her shoulders with a sigh. “Come on, Bea. Give him a break. Your making him cry, you know.”

Beatrice looked at me and I suppose this was just when my stomach started to growl. This was so pathetic. But the witch let out a big sigh. “Ugh! Fine, get up here and eat! You look like a sad pathetic cat! It’s annoying! Your spoiling my appetite looking so miserable."

“T-thank you, meow.” I slowly sat myself down and started to eat...or I wanted to because before that I involuntarily grabbed a napkin and cleaned my face.

“Your face’s full of milk.” The witch let out a long sigh as she watched me. “Oh well.“I suppose it falls to the owner to clean up a pets mess”, she said haughtily. “Do not worry, I will make that impertinent Galmon surrender for toying with my ****. If I feel nice, I might even give her to you as a pet.”

I rather hope Beatrice didn't feel nice.

“Don't count your tebasakis before they hatch, you have to make it past the next round first.”

Beatrice merely cackled at Cassandra's remark. “How impudent, huntress! You are lucky Femto has taken such a liking to you.”

The devil grinned “What can I say? She is like one of those dolls that bounce back up no matter how hard you hit them. I just can't help but wonder how hard I need to push to break her.”

“Bigger monsters then you have tried, devil”, Cassandra spat back.

Femto giggled. “Oh now you are just being cute!”

Beatrice gave a short nod, not particularly interested in this conversation. “Well, it is about time I depart. I go alone but I expect you to watch me on magic vision. Hm...now that I think about it, I haven't allowed you to ejaculate yet right?"

"You didn't meow", I responded. She never actually forbid me from orgasm, but there was no reason for me to tell her that.

The witch pondered for a bit. “How about that? You will get more and more aroused as the fight progresses and you will climax right when I win.”

“What if you lose?” asked Cassandra, apparently having a **** wish.

“Then he gets to spend the rest of his life in constant arousal, so better cheer me on.”

Great. “Umm....may I at least get...properly dressed again, meow?”

“No, I happen to quite like your current look. Reflect what a silly little cat you are while you get hornier and hornier.”

And with these parting words, the witch teleported herself away.

“Using mana before a battle?”, Cassandra couldn't help but groan. “This overconfidence will be her downfall some day.”

Femto only chuckled. “That’s my Bea. Shall we watch the match?”

The three us of finished eating breakfast and turned on magic vision.

“That's not Feena”, remarked Cassandra with a frown.

I was a bit surprised about that myself. Apparently not Feena won last round but her opponent, the girl knight Sanakia. “Odd. Meow. Maybe she is a lot stronger then we gave her credit for, meow?”

That was not the case.

At all.

Beatrice toyed with the unfortunate knight like a cat with a mouse. Using, strategically placed fire arrows to destroy the joints of the armor until it literally came falling apart.

“I will beat you fiendish witch!”, shouted the knight, now reduced to her under...uhh armor, her sword already broken. “This is for Sir Mueller!”

Perhaps it was because of my growing arousal but I couldn't help but notice that Sanakia was quite voluptuous. Beatrice's breasts where already huge, but Sanakia's easily overshadowed her.

“That's a Sexy-Knight for you”, Cassandra shrugged. “Huge boobs with nothing to back them up.”

“Wait, Meow. Sanakia is a Galmon. Meow?”

“Well, duh. You didn't notice, Daddy?”

I did not. Well, not that it mattered all that much.

“To be fair to our little kitty, Sexy-knights usually don’t waltz around in hulking suits of armor”, Femto commented. “Hmm… I wonder what’s the story behind it all. Hopefully, Bea gets miss balloon tits to surrender. I love playing with the church types.”

Whatever happens, it sure would be nice if Beatrice ended this fight rather soonish. But then again this is Beatrice we are speaking about.

“Silly little girl!”, the witch cackled. “On your knees and pledge your allegiance to me!”

“Never!” Sanakia rushed Beatrice only for the witch to destroy some more of her remaining clothing. At this point she was basically naked.

“Guess she’s still angry how the fight with shield guy went down. Bea can be sooo sadistic.”

Says the devil.

But it is true that the evil witch was very much enjoying herself. “Since you don't want to give up, lets have some fun shall we?”

A large round sphere popped up in front of Beatrice and slowly floated towards Sanakia.

My first instinct would have been to stay the hell away, but the knight thought differently. Valiantly, she slashed towards the bubble only for her broken sword to get stuck in it.

“Eh?” Sanakia desperately tried to free her only remaining means of attack, which gave the bubble ample time to completely engulf the hapless knight.

“Eek!” Naturally, Sanakia attempted to escape the bubble, but it became soon evident that this was a hopeless endeavor.

Beatrice meanwhile only looked on with her trademark smirk. Was she planning to suffocate the poor knight? Not exactly my preferred way to go.

Naturally, Sanakia became increasingly more frantic as she smashed herself against the walls of the bubble. They bend a bit, but that was the only leeway they allowed. And then Sanakia did managed to break free. Her head that is, dashing out of the bubble and taking in a deep breath of air.

The witch rewarded her efforts with a gloating cackle. “My, my, that took you long enough. I was almost about to burst your bubble.”

Sanakia needed a few more moments to catch her breath before she realized that she was still sort of trapped. She wiggled around comically. “Get me out of here and fight fairly!”

Beatrice cackled. “I don't think I will. After all we still have...oh my, forty minutes left.”

I took in a deep breath. The status of my arousal already felt unbearable and knowing Beatrice, she is going to draw this out to the last minute.

“Let me show you another trick to pass the time then.” The witch snapped her finger and the water inside the bubble started churning. I wasn't exactly sure what was happening but not long after the trapped knight started laughing uncontrollably.

“Not bad”, Femto smiled. “She manipulates the water inside that bubble in just the right way to greatly irritate the skin. A ridiculous waste of mana but quite entertaining to watch. Incidentally, are you ticklish, Mari? Cass is. Her bellybutton is super weak. Her bladder as well.”

“Will you shut up”, the huntress growled.

I wasn't sure which one of Sanakia's bodyparts was targeted, probably all of them as, the poor knight helplessly trashed around.

The bubble itself didn't remain still either, turning itself periodically up and down while floating through the arena, as if to give all of the audience a very close look of the disgraced knight.

“S-stop! Stop it!” Sanakia meanwhile continued her unabashed giggling. It was kinda erotic, seeing her huge boobs jiggle like that while her face flush with shame and exertion tried to retain some semblance of dignity.

I took a deep breath.

Beatrice watched the spectacle like a proper evil witch and cackled. “Ready to give up? I know at least one guy who would be very grateful if you did.”

Oh, fuck you Beatrice.

“N-Noooo!!! Never! I will never....ah....”

Sanakia had amazing willpower, you have to hand that to her. Unfortunately, her body had finally reached its limit.

“That's why you always make sure to piss before a fight”, remarked Cassandra.

A yellow stream emerged from Sanakia's lower half and as fluids tend to do, it mixed itself with the bubble, slowly coloring it yellow.

There was no way hiding the evidence about what just happened.

And that was also too much for the valiant knight. I wasn't sure if it was the tickle **** or the shame, but after turning a very deep shade of red, she fainted.

Beatrice clicked her tongue. I'm not sure what she did but the water in the bubble suddenly exploded and that included Sanakia. The entire arena was showered with water, blood, piss and gore. Except for the witch of course, who elegantly shielded herself.

Thankfully, Sanakia didn't feel any of that as her body popped back in existence completely unharmed.

“The winner is Beatrice!”, announced Ben, having a slightly disgusted frown on his face as he plucked chunks of gore out of his hair.

I had an explosion as well. Finally allowed release, my cum splurted all over the living room.