Garzah vs. Hera - Muscular hentai match (Non Canon)

Garzah, on the other hand, seemed to have a full engine ready! She let go of her bodyscissors hold, and stood, still holding Hera, as she gave a wink to to the gladiator. And no sooner had she done that, she immediately pulled Hera, with little effort, into a twirl like she weighed nothing.

The demon in her arms, Garzah then dipped Hera, using one of her strong arms to sweep her legs off while her other arm kept Hera's upper body up, essentially lifting her off the ground in the dip, and brought their lips together for yet another display of passion from one muscly girl to the other.

Hera let out a soft sigh as Garzah unfurled her legs, her eyes slowly fluttering open- Finally, she might catch a break...

... Wait, what is she winking for...?

"Whoa--!" Before the gladiator could realize what was happening, the orc pulled her forward and spun her around with a surprising level of grace, like a expert ballerina! Hera was stunned, steeling her body for a devastating clothesline or to be slammed to the mat viciously...

Instead, Garzah swept her off her feet and dipped her down, holding Hera's massive body close to her own and leaning down for yet another steamy kiss, before the demon's head had even stopped spinning! Hera couldn't even make any sort of noise now- Totally caught off-guard, fatigued, and stunned at just how many circles Garzah's been running around her, Hera just stared wide-eyed at the orc, frozen in her arms. Until, finally, her eyes started to grow heavy, she weakly mewled into those- Frankly intoxicating lips of hers...

And she raised a hand behind Garzah's shoulder, and rapidly patted it. She tapped.

Garzah knew what that meant. The camera girls recording the whole thing knew.

Hera had submitted?!

Garzahs face went from the dreamy face to a blank expression as she dropped Hera like a sack of bricks, all grace going out the window in an instant. She just stood there, staring at Hera.

"I wh fkdkgjdfjwje you give?" came out of her mouth. The anjana cameragirl who had spoken earlier said, "I'd say, yeah, she's submitted to being your bitch."

Garzah looked at her, then her face craned in Hera's direction on the floor.

"S... seriously?"

Flump.

Y'know, at last the fall was soft. Maybe bedding in a ring wasn't that bad an idea after all.

But the cushioned landing didn't take away from the heart of the matter- Hera just submitted. To a jobber. And not even to an actual move- All she did was kiss her. Hera was just as shocked as Garzah, possibly even moreso, but it was only a fraction of the cocktail of emotions she was feeling right now. Fury being a big one, shame definitely up there- And... Something else. Something she couldn't quite place...

Eh, probably nothing. Shame and fury, let's go with that.

"Grrrnh..." The defeated gladiator let out a soft growl as she crossed her arms over her dark blue-flushed face, trying desperately to hide herself from the cameras, and more importantly the victorious orc standing above her.

"Sh-- Shut up..." She finally spoke up, the frustration evident in her voice, tinged with a tired whine. "I... I-I was just sick of this... This... This doesn't mean anything..." Honestly, it sounds like she's trying to convince herself more than anything...

Garzah looked at her, noticing her voice slowly cracking. Her brows knit by a small amount as she kneeled down by the gladiator. She could feel something for this poor woman. And frankly, why wouldn't she? Such a confident person, and now she seemed down in the dumps about losing to someone like her. She could imagine how she felt.

"Hey...." she said to Hera, and then suddenly scooped her into her arms, bridal carrying Style, as Garzah walked up to the ring ropes, saying, "let's get you out of here. The cameras don't need to see you like this."

Hera's breath hitched in her throat as she suddenly felt herself being lifted- Wow, she really has to stop underestimating Garzah's strength, lifting her like a pillow. She seemed a bit stunned by the kind gesture... Before letting out a sigh as she rubbed her temple- She's got a bit of a headache, but maybe this isn't so bad...

"Thanks, sis."

"Sis..."

"Sis..."

"Sis? Siiiiis..."

"Bwuh, huh--...?" Candi Caine blinked her bleary eyes as she was gently roused from her slumber by the cooing of her twin sister, Sugar- Who looked at her with a furrowed brow.

"Sis, you were talking in your sleep again... Did you drink wine before bed again? I keep telling you, it messes with your dreams..."

"Ugh..." Candi softly groaned and rubbed her palm into her forehead, massaging it. "That'd explain the headache..."

"And who the hell is Hera? You kept mumbling that in your sleep."

Candi blinked, confused, as she glanced around her room... And spotted a TV playing a rerun of one of the most recent SRW shows- With a statuesque, pale grey demon standing victoriously over a winded-looking orc...

"... Uhhhhh... Nooo idea..."

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