The tigress wrapped one hand around her fist, held them perpendicular to her body, and bowed towards Queen.
"Thank you, sensei," she said, her voice sounding stern and formal. She stood two times taller than you, wore white robes and a blue belt, and looked down at you as if she were staring down at some litter on the concrete. She had an hour glass figure, boasting d cups and a round, firm backside.
"Take your positions, you two," Queen said. You could hear her snarky attitude radiating from her words. You looked over to her, and noticed she was holding a piece of coal. "Oh, one more thing. The winner gets to claim our little spy everrrryyyyyy... seventh day. In the mean time..." Queen put the piece of coal between her thighs, and squeezed, a loud crunching noise accompanying it. She reached back down between her thighs, and pulled out a newly formed diamond. "...I get to play with him." She grinned as she waved the diamond around. "That being said..." She strutted to the back of the dojo, towards a golden throne with red velvet topping it. She sat on top of it, leaned against one arm and resting her legs over the other arm. "...play nice, you two." Again, that mocking tone is permeated in her every word, which is only capitalized by her cackling.
The tigress put a hand on your shoulder and pulled you over to a portion of the mat all of the anthros gathered around. She put your feet over one strand of black tape on the mat, and then stood on top of tape on the opposite side of the mat.
"Hey, Leslie," Queen shouted over to the tigress. The tigress, who was apparently named Leslie, turned her head towards Queen. "Don't worry about bowing. That's just to show respect." Leslie turned back towards you with a sort of malice. "Ready! Set! GO!"  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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