LaserShark belt: Devon Chao vs Yeadow

Devon found herself in thought backstage about the match ahead of her. "I swear, if it's another demon, this night will go from bad to worse," she thinks as she shakes her head and puts up the hood on a long robe that she's wearing for her entrance. It's a rather plain dark fabric without anything of note on it other than it completely covers her body without much of a trail behind her through as she walks to the top of the ramp.

She slowly walks out onto the stage and looks over the crowd gathered for the event. "Yummy, plenty of potential weapons at least," she thinks to herself as she starts to walk down the ramp after a couple of seconds in near silence since she didn't choose any music to go along with her walking down the ramp, still unable to be seen under the robe even with the spotlights tracking her. The crowd has mixed reactions to her since it almost seems like she's hiding under the robe.

She slides in under the bottom rope when she reaches the ring and undoes the robe to let it fall off of her as she stands up in the ring. Her body already having some condensation building up on it and giving her body a nice sheen already without doing much of anything. The crowd cheers since she's only wearing a bikini, though they're still unsure of what she's capable of. Devon will walk over to a corner of the ring with the robe in hand and lean against it as she awaits her opponent, who/what/where-ever it is, rolling her neck around and doing some very light stretches.

No entrance music played, and in fact: little sign gave warning of her appearance coming up as she would pop up in a blinding flash of light as she would draw twin triangles during the flash and appear behind what would hopefully be an amazingly bewildered opponent, her body radiating a tiny bit of heat for some reason. She could feel this fire burning in her the closer she got to this cold, and distant looking creep, who also looked like she might try to bend her over and bang her in the middle of this arena. "You look funnnny, I'm Yeadow" she said with an oversized grin as she would tip her hat and walk away on oustretched tip-toes, making sure to bow as she walked to her corner.

"I'm a Demi-God, and my dad is a Fox . . .I suppose and mommy is .. ." she paused but not for effect as she pointed up while trying to think of an easy way to put it before she shrugged her shoulders and pointed at the sun assuming she would understand. "Touch my tail and I won't be happy by the way" she said with a sweet smile.

Devon was looking around the arena, thinking just what was up with her opponent not showing up, when Yeadow made her appearance right behind the demoness. Being caught off guard, she quickly clenched a fist in case anything were to come her way, though it was pretty difficult to see after the flash of light, even without her looking at it at the time of the flash. She calmed herself when nothing was coming her way, though she knew she'll probably have to find some way about dealing with that bright light that this... Fox/Demi-God... Thing can create. She watches the girl walk over to the opposite corner and hears the girl's warning. "Either she's trying to play mind games with me already by acting that way, or she's telling the truth and her tails might end up being more dangerous than she is. Either way, if she actually is a Demi-God... Then this is going to be tough," she thinks to herself before standing up and rolling her shoulders as she prepares for a fight.

"Hmph... Devon," is all the demoness says with a nod as she clenches her fists and gets into a very aggressive ready stance. She can feel her temperature cooling a little more as she gets ready to fight one that may well be too much for her to handle, but that hasn't stopped her before. "I just have to control myself. I can't lose it in this match," she'll coach to herself as she awaits the bell, or Yeadow to make a move before the bell.

The bell rang but was only followed by a dance as she would leap gracefully, cutting with her black tail tip a long black, and wickedly curved crescent moon shaped slice followed by a bristling little flood of tiny black needles, which she would follow up with a flash of light from her hand. Depending on how successful it was she would either split into 3 if not successful, and 5 if successful as they would rush her before another flash of light would happen. After the light would fade Devon would find herself being fondled by them as one of them held up a white cylinder which they would attempt to fuck her with to throw her off balance while another would draw two circles and a string to try and create handcuffs.

As the bell rang, Devon took a step to begin charging Yeadow, but stopped when she was... dancing? She snarled as she saw the wave of black needles flying towards her and would've smacked them away, but the flash of light threw off her timing as the needles pierced into her skin. She screamed in pain and looked up to see she now had 5 opponents before her. Again, before she could do anything though, the second flash of light would happen and she would just swing far too early to hit any of them and put herself in quite the vulnerable position. Devon felt herselt being fondled by Yeadow and her copies, struggling against them as they fondled her. She wasn't ready to be penetrated, but against 5 of them, she really didn't have a choice as the cylinder was thrust into her pussy, which elicited another scream from the demoness.

Devon will continue her struggling though to try to get Yeadow and her copies to stop, all the while she will feel herself cooling as her demonic powers just want to be unleashed. She will start to pant though from the onslaught of her now 5 opponents, each breath being quite cold and visible as puffs of moisture. "Ahh~... T-the Hell...?" she asks as she will try to keep herself from being taken advantage of too early in the match.

A rounded cylinder would be drawn to go into her mouth to try and keep her quiet, because frankly Yeadow found her scream to be quite annoying, "HuSSSSHHHHH" she said "husssshhhhh darling, it's okay" as she would try and jam it into her like a cork the fat and rounded cylinder attempting to drive straight into Devon's mouth as the clones would attempt to strip her bare, pulling at her top and bottom in an attempt to mantain dominating position as her clones would then work on spreading her hands and legs into a more compromising position, the cylinder being jammed harder into her as the real Yeadow bent down to lick it, and make sure that it was better lubricated, going in and out as she would feel the warmth returning to her body. . .

Devon couldn't really do much against the five opponents. She might've had a chance against two, three would've been pushing it, but five? It was more than she could hope to handle as she was gagged with the cylinder in her mouth. "Mmmmngh!! Mmmngh-ngh!!" she struggles to protest, but it's only muffled non-sense with the cylinder in her mouth. She struggles against the clones, but can't do anything as she's stripped naked by them and forced to spread her arms and legs. She can't do anything but take the harder fucking from the cylinder in her sex, which forces her to give up a soft and muffled moan in her dominated state.

Quite helpless in it all, she still wants to hold off on completely giving into her powers, but she doesn't know how long she will be able to last without giving into them. Devon's body will continue to cool though as her arousal builds up, causing more condensation to form on her body, and as some droplets start forming on the cylinder in her mouth where the breath from her nose is washing over it. She will try to protest Yeadow's actions again with a muffled, "Mmmmfgh!! Mmm~Mm-Mmghngh..." though she knows it won't help matters any....

"There's more than one way to kill a rat" she said with a purring noise into her opponents ear to try and calm her as her clones would tighten their grip, a light heat going up from them, the sun goddess in her reacting to the slowly increasing cold, but she had no intention of releasing her prize from the fucking she was giving her as she would draw strings on the cylinder, taking one end as she and her clones stripped naked, their slim and sweet bodies rubbing against her taking turns of holding on as the real her tied the strings behind her back as she would drive one end of the cylinder up her own pussy as she would start to fuck her with it like a strap-on, keeping a slow and steady pace as she increased the power while her clones would start to lick a nipple each, lightly sucking on the dark blue nipples of her opponent. . .

Devon wasn't very well calmed by Yeadow's attempt to calm her in the hold, infact, it pretty much gave her another reason to be pissed off and retaliate to the best of her ability when she got out of being held down. "Mmmff~?! Mmgh MNNGH?!" she muffledly exclaimed as she glared down at the apparently real Yeadow and the clones as they took turns stripping. She thrashed as hard as she could, but the clones that were holding onto her were able to keep her held down until she started to be fucked again by the makeshift strap-on. Devon personally wasn't pleased by her getting fucked already in the match, but her body was becoming quite aroused by all of it.

Devon will lightly struggle against them, trying to twist and turn her upper body whenever she could try to, though not really moving her lower body much to keep the cylinder in there from possibly tearing anything. However, it won't be very effective at much of anything. She'll also give soft muffled moans from the fucking though, which isn't what she wants to be doing. The warmth coming from the 5 girls around her is keeping her from cooling the air around her by too much more, though her core body temperature continues cooling below freezing from arousal and the not-so-calming words from Yeadow. Frost will start to form on the cylinder in her mouth, and the juices that have escaped her sex will start to show very minor signs of freezing as well. The water in Devon's eyes will also start to have ice crystals form in them as her eyes begin to freeze over. She has almost made up her mind about just giving into her demonic side like she thinks she should've from the beginning, though she may not have fared much better even if she did.