Round 41

[b]*Round Forty One*[/b]

Anna floated in the darkness, contemplating her feelings. She thought about the supposed 'choices' some of her competitors had talked about. Up to this point, she certainly didn't feel like she was awarded many choices. She also thought about her feeling towards Anthony. She was attracted to him but she didn't really like him all that much. He was just an over confident asshole that talked down to her all the time. But that cock...

Breaking her concentration was a string of words that appeared in the swirling nether.

WELCOME TO THE ARENA

Anna felt herself being sucked away.

Burning sunlight assaulted Anna eyes. She examined her surroundings quickly as her eyes adjusted. The ground was golden brown sand and stretched hundreds of feet in every direction. The area was surrounded by a tall oval shaped stone wall. Wooden benches extended up and out from the wall as some sort of seating. She was in a coliseum of some sort.

Anna looked herself over. She wore a tight, white, cotton tunic that extended down to her mid thigh. It covered her shoulders and breasts but cut off at her arms. On top of the tunic was a dark leather skirt cut into strips to provide freedom of movement. The skirt extended near her knee. She examined her top which was a tightly wrapped dark leather cuirass. It squished her bosom in slightly but kept everything in place. It wrapped around her shoulders and ended there, leaving her arms exposed. It was simple but very hardy. She stood on 5 inch brown sandal heels which wrapped up to her knee. Her hair was pulled into a tight bun.

Anna continued to peer around the arena where she was completely alone. Liam appeared a few moments later. He squinted as his eyes began to adjust to the light. He wore a white tunic overlayed with a hauberk of metal chain, which was belted along the center with dark leather. The chain ended at his shoulders. The metal hoops approached his neck but stopped approximately one inch below. His beard tickled the top of the shirt. His legs were encased with dark leather skirt similar to Anna's ending at about his knee level. Below the skirt were flat brown sandals. His huge muscled arms were completely bare and his muscled legs were displayed as well.

Liam's feminine pitch broke the silence, "Hey Anderson, how's it going?"

Anna shrugged her shoulders but didn't respond.

"You look good."

Anna gulped as she muttered, "T-thanks..."

The pair stood in awkward silence for a few moments before S.A.M. appeared.

The little robot was wearing a little roman helmet as he began to speak, "Contestants will choose a weapon and destroy as many targets as possible in two minutes. Ms. Johannson will receive points for red targets being destroyed and Mr. Gentry earn points for blue. Please choose your weapon. "

A table with all axes, swords, spears and all manner of finely forged bladed weaponry appeared. Anna surveyed the table and grabbed a giant axe but quickly discarded it as she could barely lift it. She settled on a gladius and kukri dagger, one in each hand. She performed a few practice swings with the weapons and found they were light enough to swing easily. She was very glad she didn't have to fight Liam who had immediately grabbed a giant great sword and swung it powerfully in a wide arc.

Liam stabbed the sword into the ground and yelled towards Anna, "Don't worry, girlie, we'll get that ugly face of yours sorted out. Just let daddy take care of you."

Anna ignored his taunt as she focused on her blades.

S.A.M. spoke again, "Contestants will not attempt to attack one another, any violation of this will be severely punished."

Hundreds of painted straw targets appeared all across the arena. Some were evenly spaced out while others were clumped together. Anna readied her weapons.

"Begin."

Liam lifted the sword out of the sand and charged to the nearest target, smashing it down with one swing. The blue target crumpled to the ground and let out a tiny ding noise, indicating it was destroyed. Anna ran to the first red target and stuck the gladius into its chest. The target did not make any noise. She then slashed the gladius at the targets head and cut it clean off. It released a tiny ding and she headed to the next one. Unfortunately, her movement in the sand was hampered by the tall heels but she felt like she was doing fairly well. After approximately one minute of furious swinging she was beginning to tire but pressed on nonetheless. She encountered a group of three red and one blue target and cut them to pieces in quick succession, being sure to avoid damaging the blue one. She heard three confirmed dings and looked over at her opponent. Liam was furiously swinging his greatsword in wide arcs, each flick of the blade was downing multiple foes. Targets were being absolutely decimated by the madman. His arms shone with sweat as he moved. Anna bit her lower lip as she watched his powerful muscles work overtime. She felt a slight stiring in her crotch but shook it off and redoubled her efforts against the targets. She finished a group of two red targets before a buzzer blew.

She looked into the sky where the score was displayed.

BLUE: 42 RED: 55

Anna let out a triumphant gasp and her surprise was evident. Liam threw his sword down with a powerful thud and grunted angrily. He looked around at the target destruction. He had felled many straw adversaries but didn't exactly take color into account while he was swinging wildly.

"You got lucky, girlie, i'm still coming for you!"

His face was contorted with anger as he yelled in his high pitch. His feminine features betrayed by the thick beard.

Anna dropped her weapons and let out a sigh, happy to get another win. The arena collapsed around her.

NAME: Anna Laura JOHANNSON

HEIGHT: 5"4

WEIGHT: 133 LBS

AGE: 20

IQ: 89

SEX: Biologically female with XX chromosomes and fully female genitalia.

HAIR: Long, cheap looking flax blonde dye job with dark roots showing through. Pulled into a tight bun.

VOICE: Youthful, somewhat shy and quiet.

FACIAL HAIR: None. Smooth and unable to grow hair of any kind.

EYES: Large doe eyed deep-ocean blue, nervous gaze, long eyelashes and dark eyeliner.

FACIAL FEATURES: STRONG MANLY JAW, LARGE EARS, WIDE NOSE, HEAVY BROW, THICK NECK WITH PROMINENT ADAMS APPLE, Thick, red painted, protruding lips in a constant pout, WIDE FOREHEAD, pink blush covering cheeks.

BUILD: Hairless and small feminine torso; thin, hairless arms and legs with little muscle; huge breasts and weak shoulders ; FLAT BUT MUSCULAR ASS; Wide, flared out, feminine birthing hips; tiny tight stomach cinched in sexily.

CHEST: Huge F cup breasts, large and veinous feminine nipples.

EXTREMITIES: LARGE CALLOUSED HANDS WITH painted red nails; Smooth, hairless, delicate, women's size 5 feet with slightly shiny, red painted, longer nails. Reformed feet, requiring a minimum of 5 inch high heels.

GENITALS: Wide, deep, puffy vagina which can accommodate even the most well endowed.

TATTOOS: Black spade with a "Q" on the inside tattooed just above the vagina.

PIERCINGS: Medium sized golden hoops in earlobes and a silver stud just above the belly button. Silver stud clit piercing.

OUTFIT: A flowy white, cotton tunic which goes down to mid thigh overlayed with a dark leather cuirass ending at the shoulder and a leather skirt cut into strips ending at the knee. Brown sandal style 5 inch heels.

SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Is attracted exclusively to men. Prefers to be submissive in sexual encounters. Specifically attracted to black men. Very high libido.

PERSONALITY: Submissive, self-conscious, follower, un-willing to take chances, Weak-willed, Lazy especially when it comes to household chores, Doesn't mind a mess or living in squalor, INNOVATIVE, Difficulty controlling emotions, very prone to fits of anger, mania or depression. Doesn't care much for the rule of law. Has an extensive criminal history including drug, theft and prostitution charges. Has difficulty trusting others and often displays obsessive jealousy in relationships. Not very smart, has trouble learning.

FAVORITE COLOR: SOLID DARK BROWN

EXPERTISE: CONSTRUCTION, Nascar driver's car numbers, taking care of small children, celebrity gossip, effective strategies to sell the body for sex, Sucking dick

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