Well...

Tentatively, and ever so slowly, you reach your hand forward. Sure, it's a bit dirty, but- you can't just disobey a request from a more senior combatant, r-right??

"Yesssss....." She moans, as she drags her arms up and off of the ground to grope lightly at her breasts. Your hand reaches her. Before you can even properly start rubbing her, she's set off. What the hell? You barely touched her!

The Champion screams out is ecstasy and she gushes out droves of her juice. Her tongue flops out of her mouth as her screams turn to pants, and she starts to beg you. She's still cumming!! And it somehow has enough **** that even your face is being caught in the blast!

"MORE! MORE! DON'T STOP!"

You never even started. Well, anyway, you can't back down now, so you sit up fully and really give it to her, rubbing her through her purple panties as best as you can. Wasn't this girl trying to smother you out earlier...?

The audience falls silent in shock and alarm as the champion is debased in such a way. Undefeated no more, it would seem... how shameful....

Blast after blast sprays out from the Bombardier. This lady's like a sprinkler! The sight of the audience's faces, and the open jaws of the dim-eyed champion before you, is starting to build up a feeling in your chest. Is this... power? It must be! And why not? You came into the ring for the first time, and now you've got the Champion gushing her juices everywhere for you! Calling out for you, delirious and barely awake! Why shouldn't you feel powerful? You creamed her! You're wiping the floor with her! You start laughing maniacally as you ramp up the rubbing and lean further into her, prompting her to fall backwards and arch herself with her shoulders against the ground as you go into her. This is so unlike you... but you're not you right now! You have a mask on, so legally speaking you can do anything!

Rubbing harder and harder, and faster and faster, you get to work making mincemeat out of her crotch. Even now, she hasn't stopped cumming. How much can this girl hold?

It doesn't take long until her noises, and her bucking, die down, and the rest of her body falls to the floor. She's still trickling out a bit....

......

WHAT DID YOU JUST DO?! You stare at your hand as it really sinks in that you just- just vanquished the champion through her cums! What's she going to think when she wakes up....?

The audience don't seem to care, and they care equally as little about the fight turning out... not exactly in the genre they paid for, as they stand and applaud you, whistling and cheering. You just sit in front of the ever-drizzling woman, her panties puffy with moisture, staring at your shiny fingers. How are you ever going to live with yourself after this?

Quite easily! You don't have a lot of... brain capacity, so the excitement you feel when presented with your $450 of winnings completely blocks out any feelings of guilt you were still harbouring. You get changed, leave the pink outfit in the ring, and head back into town, head held high! As you leave, the Bombardier is still lying **** on her back in the ring, chest heaving.... you really got to her, huh? You smile at that as you skip out of the arena, closer to your goal in finances and experience both.