Author's Note: This is part of a series of short stories. They are written very quickly and are not edited. They are also VERY weird and are not for everyone. You have been warned. All characters are 18+
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"Milady, the preparations are set," Selina notified her superior.
"Very well. These traditions get so tiring, Selina. Why must I prove myself the ruler when it's so clear?" The Queen drawled and stood with a yawn. Her robes strained around her incredible endowment, showing all her right to rule. Selina looked away out of respect, despite her own much lesser member reacting to the sight. Her majesty noticed the slight raise in the servant's lower body and smirked knowingly.
Mara, most commonly known as the Queen to others, walked towards her subject. She stopped in front of her and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"When I finish with this, you and two of your friends will await me in my chambers. If this one feels she can challenge me, then I fear I might have need to break in my new cock." Mara notified her servant, whose eyes widened as she nodded eagerly.
"Yes, Milady. It would my, uh, our honour. If... If I may, Milady, if I should pleasure you suitably, might I receive another inch?" Selina requested nervously. She bit her lip as she awaited her Queen's reaction. Mara chuckled huskily and leaned in to whisper the servant's ear.
"Perhaps. Should you exceed my expectations, I might grant more than an inch. I know you could surely use it," Mara teased and grabbed her subject's meagre pole through her dress. She squeezed it tight, smirking at the yelp Selina made.
"Oh yes, Milady. I will not fail you," she gushed. Her face had turned bright red from desire.
"And I will not fail you," Mara promised. She removed her robe and headed to the waiting maidens, all of whom carried her 'armour'. Though calling it such a thing was hardly suitable, given the flesh it revealed. Light, leather gauntlets and shin guards were tied around their respective parts, while a flattering chainmail brassiere covered her chest. A necklace was tied around her neck with a phallic pendant to complete her outfit. A cloak was draped on her shoulders to hide her body for later. No work needed be done to her hair as it remained immaculate.
Mara walked on bare feet out onto the balcony to be greeted by a roar of applause. She couldn't resist looking over the crowds standing around the arena, all of them with eyes only for her, all except one. The queen settled her gaze upon the sole figure standing in the centre of a granite stage, the rock stained by decades of repeating what was to come. Mara's lips opened to reveal her pristine teeth. She raised her hands into the air to quiet the eager crowds.
"Greetings, my loyal subjects!" Mara projected clearly to all around her with practiced ease, "Welcome to this years' Queen of the Cocks contest," the masses cheered excitedly, "And what a contest we will have. After so many years of being the victor, I feared I would never find a challenge. But lo and behold, I was wrong! Challenger, what is your name?" Mara called down to the lone figure.
"Avia!" They called back.
"Welcome, Avia! Please, wait a moment for me to come down to you. I always enjoy talking to those who might be even close to my equal," Mara dictated and began walking down the stairs. Her face broke into a jubilant smile as she approached the arena. The past few years had been such easy victories for her, that she had even considered demolishing the contest. Now a challenger had stepped forward that might actually threaten her rule.
"My apologies for the wait, Avia," Mara greeted her foe as she stepped into the light. Avia said nothing to her, instead choosing to step back and adopt a defensive stance, causing the queen to chuckle amusedly, "This is hardly a fight, dear. You do know the rules of this contest do you not?"
"No," Avia simply answered. Mara's eyes widened in surprise before comprehension dawned on her.
"Oh my, an outsider. That would explain the dark skin and your size. Well, Avia, this contest doesn't require any form of combat ability nor any knowledge of such arts. It is simple, we must make our opponent cum before we do. For instance, if you were to release your load now, I would be the victor. And with that, I keep my title for another year and commandeer half of your member's size. Understand?" Avia nodded and relaxed her stance, however her eyes remained cautious of the queen's moves.
"That will be easy," the outsider guffawed darkly. Her confidence was not misplaced, Mara noted. Avia was built much like the Amazons Mara had encountered some years ago. Her skin was a stark ebony compared to most of the onlooker's lightly tanned complexions, with toned muscles across her incredible form. Her abs in particular appeared carved from marble beneath her full breasts. Yet her most striking feature was none of these aspects.
That distinction belonged entirely to her cock. Avia's member hung atop a pair of impressive balls, its head falling between her knees which, given her daunting height, was rather impressive. Mara found herself glancing back and forth between her member and face. The ebony futa was quite a sight to behold even without her defining characteristics.
"Would you care to listen to an offer I wish to make?" Mara questioned with a tilt of her head. Avia frowned in confusion, as she wondered just what her foe had planned.
"Yes," the challenger nodded.
"Excellent. Now then, I am certain I will come out of this the victor, though I encourage you to try your best, Avia. After that, I would like to offer you a position in my castle, one as my personal servant. What is your answer?" Mara inquired.
"No," Avia answered instantly.
"And why not?"
"My people, that's why. We've talked enough, your majesty," Avia pointed out. Mara heaved a disappointed sigh and strode to the centre of the arena.
"If that is the case, then I shall change your mind," with that, Mara took hold of her cloak and threw it off to reveal her body in all its glory. Avia's eyes threatened to bulge from their sockets as her cock visibly throbbed at the sight presented to her. A harsh quiet fell over the crowd in reverence of what stood before them. Mara planted her hands on her wide hips and cocked them to the side, causing her balls and breasts to jiggle enticingly.
"Incredible," Avia breathed unbidden, her dark cheeks turning a murkier shade as she blushed. Many of the crowd were beginning to openly touch themselves, some even going as far as finding partners to sate one another. Though they could hardly be blamed when faced with their queen's benevolent beauty.
Mara disregarded her opponent to face her subjects with a flourish of her body. Her breasts swayed heavily in her bra, while her weighty prick and balls swung pendulously. Even flaccid, she could feel her uncircumcised head brushing against her calves. Her balls rested on her knees at the size of watermelons. Mara smiled broadly at those watching her before turning to her foe and giving her a seductive wink, while twisting her body to push out her vast derriere. Even with her back towards her, Avia could clearly see the swell of her opponent's breasts from beyond her arms.
Once she had finished igniting the crowd's libidos, Mara turned to face her enemy.
"What do you say, Avia? Still no to my offer?" She asked and pressed her breasts together, creating an abyssal cleavage. Avia's eyes naturally fell into the depths, her cock growing semi-erect as her lust built. Mara smirked knowingly and approached her foe once more, "Well?"
"No," Avia choked out, though it was no secret to any who heard her that the denial was hollow at best. The queen merely chuckled as she came to a stop not two feet away from her challenger. Neither said another word to one another, the silence spreading to the rest of the coliseum as they waited with baited breath. The sun soon rose to its grand peak above the stadium and a rose shouted:
"Begin!" Mara immediately slipped behind her opponent and trapped Avia's naked breasts in her hands. She dug her fingers into the impressive mounds, enjoying how they compressed under her ministrations.
"Very nice. Firm, but soft and just the right size too. Now what about the nipples," Mara wondered and pinched the twin peaks between her thumb and forefinger, earning a soft coo of barely restrained delight from her foe, "Hmm, pretty good. Perhaps I should see what your cock is like, hmm?" Avia jolted back to life and forced the queen away. The dark skinned challenger's face was tinted red and her nipples jutted out from her breasts excitedly.
"Sneaky," Avia noted breathlessly. Her breasts wanted nothing more than to be held by the queen, the feeling of her touch lingering on the large orbs. The muscled challenger could feel her cock hardening from between her legs. Precisely opposite to her was Mara, who stood composed and still wearing the same confident grin.
"In that case then, I'll be a little more audacious," Mara declared.