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(Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Calibur or the associated characters. I make no money from this.)

(Warning: Story contains scat.)

There was a time that finding and conquering Soul Edge was all Ivy Valentine wanted. Her single-minded devotion to the task had been second-to-none, a fact to which innumerable defeated opponents could attest, if they were lucky enough to be alive. Possessed of an almost supernaturally buxom figure, she traveled the world in search of the shards of the cursed blade, willing and able to destroy everyone overwhelmed by the sword’s dark influence. Innocent or not, they would all feel the sting of her multi-segmented snake sword, Valentine.

It was quite an ironic turn of events, then, when she herself was cursed by one of the sword fragments, along with a longtime rival - the ninja Taki. Even Ivy’s ironclad will hadn’t been enough to overpower the influence of Soul Edge, which inflicted both physical and mental changes on both women, changes of an utterly foul and humiliating sort.

The day that both Ivy and Taki awoke to find that they had massive, throbbing, sperm-leaking cocks hanging enormous between their shapely thighs, the Stage of History was changed forever. While their contemporaries like Kilik, Maxi and Xianghua continued to search out Soul Edge for their own purposes, Ivy and Taki found it much more satisfying and pleasurable to focus their efforts on each other. Driven in total by their ravenous libidos, their new quest became a search for the most brutal, degrading sex imaginable - sex satisfying enough to empty the heavy ballsacks that the curse had generated, unbidden, between their legs.

Ivy’s laboratory, previously a sanctum of alchemic dabblings, was quickly converted into a sex dungeon. There, away from the prying eyes of sword-obsessed maniacs like her father Cervantes, she indulged in the pleasures of the flesh, using tight-bodied Taki as her experiment subject. It seemed only natural that Taki be the submissive, in Ivy’s mind. After all, Taki’s penis was ‘only’ 16” long, while Ivy’s hung nearly to her ankles at an astounding two feet, and sported a pair of pale, cum-sloshing balls the size of pineapples. Her wardrobe of thongs and thigh-highs was quickly modified to allow her prodigious organ to swing free, and she saw to it that Taki’s assortment of skin-tight bodysuits were given the same treatment.

Each day, Ivy would enter her laboratory to visit the bound-and-gagged Taki, who was usually face down on a metal restraining table that had holes cut in it to allow her perky breasts and huge girlcock to dangle through. Taki’s body was a sight to behold, hard and fit with gravity-defying buttocks, but there was no dignity in her pose. Especially since she was blindfolded and had a large tube jammed into her mouth - a tube connected to a hanging tank of Ivy’s own pungent, oatmeal-thick cum. All night, Ivy saw to it that Taki was treated to a slow, steady flow of semen. In fact, Ivy's various bodily ejecta were only nourishment she’d been allowed in the year since the curse had struck them both.

Taki’s cock, hanging through the table, was also in a relative state of distress. Perhaps owing to her alchemical, demon-summoning background, Ivy saw fit to perform all manner of tests on Taki’s long, nasty organ that she didn’t dare perform on herself - not the least of which was a trial to see how thick and brutal a sounding Taki’s urethra could take. Currently, a foot-long string of textured beads the thickness of a man’s thumb was jammed as deep as it could go into her pisspipe, leaving the restrained ninja to moan around her cum-tube and leak a constant, slippery trickle of pre-cum onto the floor. Ivy was herself no stranger to the problem of leakage - her massive, humiliatingly large organ had a mind of its own and seemed to produce sperm constantly. She regularly soaked her repertoire of asscheek-baring outfits with sweat and semen while toiling in the humid lab, leaving Taki to clean the soaked garments with her willing Japanese mouth… before moving on to orally service the cock, balls and ass of her merciless mistress.

Ivy’s visit to the lab that day was a special one - she’d managed to abstain from masturbating for over 48 hours, and her huge, swaying balls were overloaded and hanging nearly to her knees. Taki immediately perked up, wiggling like an excited puppy as she heard Ivy’s heels clacking on the tile floor. Though the hardbodied Japanese woman spent most days in a state of sensory near-deprivation, it had only made her ears more keen to Ivy’s approach. She began to squirm and snuffle like a pig, showing her mistress how eager she was to be used in any way possible.

Ivy approached, walked around the table, and looked sternly down at Taki. She was wearing a purple bodysuit that was more absent than present, her breasts barely covered and weighing heavily while her veiny, pulsating cock dripped cum onto the floor. A combination of Soul Edge influence and her own demonic experiments had turned Ivy’s organ into something even more unnatural than its first incarnation - a ridged, textured column of flesh decorated by spike-like protrusions and hellish bumps. Unfastening the cum-delivery pipe from Taki’s mouth, she let the plastic tubing fall away and instead poised the leaking, quivering tip of her penis against the Japanese ninja’s eager lips.

“Nnngh! I love the smell of your cum!” moaned Taki, wiggling on the table, and her nostrils flared as if inviting the pungent aroma. “Please, use my throat!” She was blindfolded, but eyesight wasn’t necessary for her to extend her tongue and start worshiping the eldritch warts and boils encircling Ivy’s fist-sized glans. Taki lapped at the protruding, brutal organ like a treasured pet, Ivy having laid the heavy shaft on the table, pointing the pisshole at her head. Taki kissed and licked at the large, leaking opening like it was a mouth, worshipping Ivy, who looked down at her captive with satisfaction.

“Open wider, slave!” Ivy ordered, grabbing a fistful of Taki’s ponytail and tanking her head upward. The jostling caused the ninja’s sweat-oiled buttocks to clap together. Even face down and with her humiliating cock threaded through the table and dangling, her form was a sight to behold, and Ivy reached forward to give it an aggressive slap with her free hand, drawing a moan from her old rival. Having waited days for release, Ivy could feel her heavy, churning balls sloshing with unnaturally virile, curse-tainted semen, and so she steadied Taki’s head and surged forward, driving the first inches of her massive, arm-thick pole into the ninja’s well-practiced mouth.

“Nnngh! Yes! Use that slant-eyed oriental face of yours for it’s only true purpose!” she spat, shoving her hips forward with a flex of her thick, thong-bisected ass. Four inches were inside Taki, stretching her jaw into a humiliating dick-socket shape, and her lips tremored like breeze-blown sheets as the boils on Ivy’s demon cock slid past and into her mouth. There was a foul squirting noise as a thick deposit of hot, lumpy semen erupted from Ivy’s cockhead and filled Taki’s mouth - but that was only the beginning, and it was clear the accursed cock-ninja was thirsty for more. Ivy’s cock really was an unnatural beast, both in size and appearance, and the image of Taki’s mouth stretched around it, her cheeks puffy with deposits of semen, was utterly obscene. The white-haired, thong-clad domme pressed herself forward again, more powerfully this time, flexing her jiggling ass and steadying Taki’s face with two hands, clearly enjoying the tightness of the the Japanese ninja’s spasming throat.

As six more inches of brutal she-cock entered her, Taki gurgled and shuddered on the metal table, and her cock flexed around the sounding rod as if it might eject the apparatus at any moment in a geyser of cum. Ivy looked skyward and sighed with deep satisfaction as she felt the ridged, spiked encrustations on her demon-dick scraping out Taki’s gullet. Having been trained that her mouth should be nothing more than another erogenous zone, Taki certainly had no problem with this sensation, and took to the grotesqueries of her position with a twisted sort of pride. Her neck bulged with the thickness of Ivy’s shaft, the length of which was unnatural, and soon the tip of Ivy’s penis was all the way down her throat and pressing against her stomach.

It’s said that history repeats itself, and never was this more true than in the case of Ivy Valentine. Her ancestor, Earl Valentine, had squandered the family fortune and reputation in a mad search for the “Key To Eternal Youth”. Generations later, what little prestige the Valentine name might have had left was being rendered equally worthless by Ivy’s equally all-consuming pursuit of pleasure. Anyone who saw her in the throes of her ejaculation down Taki’s would have gotten only the impression of a rutting animal with no loyalty or humanity beyond a compulsion to empty her huge, sweaty, cum-churning balls.

There was a liquid spurting sound from beneath the table as Taki’s pink, cum-glazed nutsack twitched and a splattery gout of foul cum blew from her stretched pisshole, ejecting the textured sounding rod and causing it to hit the floor with a *KLINK!*

“Yeesss!” Ivy moaned, her own eyes rolling back. “Spew your disgusting cum all over the floor while I use your as my personal toilet, you slant-eyed whore! If only the worthless trash in your village could see you now, a rape tank for superior European cock! Nnngh!” She pumped her shapely hips in an obscene, copulatory fashion, drilling her jaw-stretching demonic dick into Taki’s mouth. The svelte ninja was too far into the throes of masochistic ecstasy to respond, lost in her own orgasm, and these feelings only intensified when Ivy’s demon-tainted load began to pour into her stomach, searing the sides with wet, heavy heat and causing Taki’s belly to immediately begin to inflate as each lumpy, disgusting spurt of cock broth seemed to have the volume of ten men. She stayed hilted in her submissive ninja prey, letting her cock-knob erupt, reveling in her orgasm as splattery spurting noises erupted from the conjoined flesh of their two curvaceous bodies.

Taki’s mind exploded at the filling sensation in her guts and she lost all control, jittering on the table with spastic indignity, eyes turned upward to the whites. Her pregnant-looking cum belly sounded like a clogged drain, and with the orgasm already pulled from her tortured, humiliating penis, she lost control of her bladder, causing a torrent of heavy piss to splatter onto the tile below like the flow of a faucet, her pisshole too stretched to form a tight stream. This way they stayed for a minute or more. Taki in a state of fugue, Ivy twitching out the final spurts of her orgasm into the guts of her prized possession. Only when the last drop had left her penis did she thumb the trigger for the restraints on Taki’s wrists and ankles, causing them to fall away.

The bodysuited ninja immediately rolled onto her side, her belly pregnant with semen, her balls soaked with sweat and her flaccid, fucked-out cock leaking a humiliating stream of piss through the hole on the table. Ivy only looked at her with disdain, and walked a few paces away before placing a large doggy dish down on the ground, emblazoned with the letters ‘TAKIi’.

“If I’m going to leave you here nursing that belly all night, it’s only fair that I give you something to eat!” Ivy remarked, her face twisting into a sneer. Making sure that her captive was watching, she slowly pulled her sweat-soaked thong down over her massive ass to reveal her the entirety of her pale cheeks, quim, and massive balls. Arching her back and squatting over the large plastic dish like an animal, Ivy bit her lip and grunted, the sinews in her neck standing out as she worked at doing what to all animals came naturally.

“I hope you’re hungry for a week’s worth of my constipated shit!” Ivy called, and then moaned as an arm-thick length of cement-like, bowel-slickened turd separated her asscheeks lewdly, extending horizontally for a moment before drooping toward the receptacle. The huge load was even thicker than Ivy’s penis and proving to be longer as well, quickly filling the inadequate dish and then burying it, coiling around on itself at least three times as Ivy orgasmically moaned, snot running out of her nose. Her look would have been comical if it weren’t made in service to such a mutually disgraceful act.

“Yes, mistress!” Taki gurgled. “The only thing I’m good for is eating your superior European shit!” She watched the unfurling log with something like bliss, her mind twisted to the point that she was impressed and aroused by such a copious dump.

Ivy smiled, her body satisfied in more ways than one. Soon, her plans for Taki would come to fruition. And as for Soul Edge, well… her interest in it had completely waned.

This was much more fun.
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