Endurance Hentai match : Setesh VS Jover

Endurance Hentai match : SETESH |VS| JOVER
Victory via exhausting the opponent through forced orgasms until they're not able to continue wrestling.


Jover has fought against Humans, against Centaurs, against many anthros, but never against a slime. When the suggestion was made to him, he accepted immediately with some curiosity. How endurant can be a slime, sexually ? How does it feel to be touched by a slime ? Do they taste good ? Do they smell good ? Jover will discover many things in this match, tonight.
He makes his entrance first. He runs toward the ropes and makes a jump over the top rope from the stairs. He's only wearing his usual green boxer. His equine package is tight-fitting into the microfibre underwear.
Jover wants to win, of course, but if he loses, it won't be a humiliation, just a lesson. He has all to learn about slimes.

Setesh was quite pumped for the day's festivities, which included an endurance hentai match against an allegedly handsome stallion. This was definitely his first foray into the more sensual side of the league, and certainly his first time matching up against an equine opponent. It certainly suggested a high degree of athleticism, but other than that, not sure what to expect.

Following Jover's impressive entrance, Setesh emerged from backstage rather calmly and cooly, amidst some smooth jazz. His translucent blue skin shined under the bright lights, contrasted well by the thin black speedo he chose to wear. As he climbed up into the ring, Setesh chose to phase his body through the ropes and come out the otherside amidst applause from an energetic audience.

His equine opponent towered over him at six feet while the slime was at a cool 5'9, but he didn't seem worried. "Duuuuuude, you're gigantic" Setesh laughed as he slapped Jover's arm playfully. He'd then place his hands on his hips and turn around to walk back to his corner, making sure to show off his tight ass for all to enjoy.

"Ready when you are, bro!"

And here he is, the slime boy makes his entrance, with a blue gelatinous skin... oh, whole body actually. Jover notices that the slime boy has no issues in moving on the ground, standing up and making steps. Besides, he looks friendly. Jover smiles and lets him slap his arm.
« So get prepared to be crushed down ! », he replies playfully.

The slime boy then goes to his corner. He only wears a black speedo. Easy to strip off, as much as would be Jover's own green boxer.
Setesh declares being ready. So is Jover. The bell rings, and the match starts now.

The stallion would run toward the slime, with high speed, in order to push him against a turnbuckle. Another way besides a lock-up to put up a test of strength.

As the stallion runs towards the slime, Setesh becomes acutely aware of how different their speeds are going to be. No running circles around this guy, he was gonna have to make Jover come to him somehow work for him. His feet slid along the rings surface as Jover corralled him towards the turnbuckle, smashing him there with a wet smack.

"Well you waste no time, do ya? Does that mean you're quick to finish bro?" Setesh remarked as he pushed back against the stallion, trying to peel his body away from the turnbuckle before the constant pressure made him stick there. His counterattack came in the form of a high knee aimed at Jover's right side, which was made possible even with a strange angle thanks to the fact he had no bones limiting his range of movement.

Jover receives a knee blow where he was almost sure it would be impossible. He just discovers to his display how flexible slimes can be, due to the fact that they are all semi-liquid, with no bones, no muscles.

Jover takes the blow but retaliates with a knee blow of his know, directly at the slimeboy's gut.
« It's an Endurance match, so I have no time to waste. Sorry, “bro”. »
Then the stallion would bend forward and throw two elbow smashes at the slimeboy's gut against the turnbuckle.

No time to waste? You had all the time in the world, endurance just meant you had to burn your energy the most effectively. Jover seems effectively surprised by Setesh's flexibility, but not stunned enough to be unable to slam a knee of his own into the slimes gut. Setesh grunts as an indention forms in his gut where Jover's knee had just been, but it isn't enough to knock the bemused expression on his face.

"If that's how you wanna play it bro, fine by me" he grunted as he received additional elbow smashes that blasted him back into the turnbuckle. This position wasn't going so wel for him right now, he needed to get out of that turnbuckle ASAP lest he get stuck. Setesh latched on to Jover's biceps, reeled his head back, and then attempted a nasty headbutt to get the stallion to back off.

When the slime boy latches his hands on Jover's arms, the stallion would shake them instinctively in order to prevent any hold. Then he sees the slime boy priming his head backward and guesses that a headbutt is coming. He barely can move his arms in front of his snout. He takes the headbutt but at least cushions it a bit, staggering only one step backward.

The stallion snorts, and comes back on the slime, pinning the viscous throat against the top of the turnbuckle. Jover doesn't intend to choke the slime boy, he doesn't even know if it's something possible. At least he prevents him from throwing any headbutt more.
Pinning the slime boy against the turnbuckle, Jover would now even plant a very slow lick from chin to nose, tasting the slime and cheking if it can please him.

"Grahh!" Setesh grunts as his headbutt is absorbed and his head his forced back over the turnbuckle, exposing his neck. He plants his feet on the bottom ropes, intending to climb out of harms way now that plan A failed, when suddenly a brusque tongue slides across his gelatinous skin.

The sensation made Setesh's skin tingle and he shivered slightly as Jover tasted him, a mix of fresh blueberry and raspberry. "Already bro? Heh, you're a frisky dude" the slime boy joked as he finally got his feet into position. With a new standing point, Setesh brought his arms together over his head and morphed the limbs together to form a large rectangle. He'd then try to bring the makeshift hammer down over the stallion's head to knock some wind out of his sails and hopefully escape this turnbuckle.

« Yeah, kinda. », replies Jover with a smile as he tastes the slime. And what he can say, is that the slime boy tastes good ! He tastes fruity. The horse really loves this taste.
« Whow, you taste damn good ! »
With a joyful look, ears sratight up, fidgetting his tail, nostrils wide open, the stallion plants another lick on the slime boy's face. He doesn't see at all what the slime boy has for him.

Jover is caught by surprise when the hammerfists crushes onto the top of his skull. With a loud neigh, Jover breaks the hold, and staggers around, stunned. He massages his head. He has a lot to learn about slimes, and didn't figure out that his tonight opponent would be able to morph his both fists into a hammer.

While Setesh was pleased to hear that he in fact tasted delicious, he didn't think it was quite smart to let Jover continue to lick the hell out of him like he was a lollipop. That tongue was long and dexterous, probably going to be a lethal combination if he wasn't careful. Thankfully the stallion was too busy tasting his slime to notice the hammerfists, and they cracked down on his skull with a nice whack.

That gets Jover to back off, and as Setesh detaches himself from the turnbuckle, he's got eyes of determination on him. He bends hims left arm back towards himself and grabs the wrist, pulling even farther so that his arm starts to stretch out. When he's in range, he releases the wrist and the arm shoots out with the power of elasticity, acting like a powerful backhand headed right for Jover's chest.

"Ayyeee, that's what I'm talking bout" Setesh whoops as his arm snaps back to its regular length and shape. Already he's cocked his fist back as he continues marching in, ready to throw an uppercut to the stallion's abs once he's close enough.