Been a while since I did another LoL fanfic so I thought I'd bring it back once more for those who enjoyed them.
Get Jinxed: Irelia and Nami
They were running late. The next League of Legends match was scheduled the next day and the League of Legends staff was still behind on checking Summoner's Rift. The teleports for the monsters had been checked, but with the new changes, there were additional tasks to be done. The pit along the river where the monstrous Baron Nashor appeared now had to be prepared earlier with the addition of the Rift Herald, a hulking purple beast with one eye. On top of that, the teleports now needed to be timed earlier for monsters to appear and that was also causing malfunctions for the staff, short hooded figures with only white orbs showing under their cloaks as eyes.
"How are the Nexuses doing?" one of them asked as they carried a tiny scuttlecrab off to the river.
"Almost done!" another hooded figure shouted, they were kneeling by a small computer attached to the walls of the arena. It had a large circuit board with an array of dials and buttons to adjust settings. At the moment the hooded figure was trying to set up the shields for the crystal Nexuses.
"Well hurry up! We still have to awaken the Dragon or tomorrow!" the one with the scuttle crab shouted. The green shelled crustacean in his hands must have sensed his agitation as it chirped and kicked its legs, throwing its weight around to try and break free. "Whoa! stop it! hold still you little shit!" the hooded figure said.
With such a thick shell, the crabs' weight was not centered and it was only with some more writhing that it was able to slip free, dropping to the ground and scurrying off to the nearest safe place. the shouting off the staff member startled it, it knew if it didn't escape it would go back to the river, suffering the awful fight of being killed over and over again. In the distance it saw a tiny hole leading to a tunnel in the ground. The crab knew if it could duck inside it would be safe. Running at full speed, the crab saw the hole get bigger and bigger until it was close enough to see flashing lights on the hole. Its last thought was wondering why a hole would twinkle until it felt thousands of volts run through its body.
"Fuck!" the hooded figure at the circuit board screamed as he fell backward, watching as the machine blew up in smoke from the impact of the crab. The lights around the arena flickered and a low hum echoed throughout the open jungle. The entire staff looked around in fear, hoping that in a few seconds all would be back to normal.
All of the sudden there was a loud crackle and then an abrupt silence. It was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. At first the staff thought they had avoided a catastrophic malfunction. but then the staff member who lost the crab realized it should not be silent in Summoner's Rift, not with the ongoing noise of the healing fountain. He turned his head towards the corner and saw the platform where champions were teleported. Instead of the light glow of the healing magic that kept Champions from dying, it was a cold, lifeless slab as plain as any stone.
"Uh oh." the staff member said.
The hooded figure who worked on the broken computer walked to stand next to his coworker and scratched his head. "Maybe no one will notice?"
****
"Are you fucking kidding me?!?" A husky female voice echoed through the halls of a locker room. Standing in the center was a woman in her 30s, dressed in a dark blue suit that seemed so tight it was as if it was her skin. The thermal texture was designed to withstand cold temperatures, clinging to her slender yet curvy body while hidden under golden armor. Her left leg rested on a bench, stretching her lower thigh and making her buttocks look more firm under the skintight suit. Floating around her was a large translucent blue blade, crisscrossed in an "X" formation. A crisp blue bang hung over her light skinned face, joining with the rest of her ice locks that hung just past her shoulders. Her name was Irelia, a citizen of the realm known as Ionia who had recently done some battle in the icy region known as the Freljord. In between battles she fought in the League of Legends. She had a scroll in her hand that listed the new rules and was not happy.
Ionia was a city containing the most deadly of martial artists. Irelia was Captain of the Ionian guard, a title she earned after defending her city against an attack from Noxus. Irelia's blade, formerly belonging to her father, came to life in her time of need when Noxians surrounded her home. It danced to life and painted the ground with her enemies' blood. From that day forward, her people praised her as Ionia's mightiest defender. This also caught the eye of the League of Legends, an organization Irelia was happy to join in order to test her skills in combat, not stripping.
From around the corner, a large puddle of water, as if dumped out of a tub, slid across the floor, guiding the scaled surface belonging to another champion. Her body was green, save for the center of her slim waist where the scales of her body split open into a V, revealing a bright yellow chest. A necklace with three sapphire jewels sat in between the cleavage of her half exposed medium sized breasts. Yellow fins d****d around her head, like a wide brimmed hat. Two large red eyes hid under an iron helm. A black skirt wrapped around her lower half but otherwise, there was very little modesty to her attire. Nami didn't seem bothered by this as she used her long blue spear to cast more waves and help her slide up to Irelia. "What's wrong?" she asked in a much higher and more youthful sounding voice. She was known as a Marai, a half fish half woman who fought with the power of a scepter that called forth water as a weapon.
The Marai relied on an object called a Moonstone to give them the power to ward off dangerous beasts in the sea. Nami was honored as the Tidecaller, a respected title in which the honoree was tasked with locating the stone. While biding her time she joined the League and built up a reputation as being a cheery champion who protected her allies. For both humans and Marai, Nami was very attractive, particularly as a League of Legends champion. She was perceived as innocent and exotic, having a mystique that humans often fantasizes about.
Irelia turned to Nami and held open a scroll for the mermaid to read. "Look at this! Those idiots destroyed the healing platform in the arena so we can't resurrect from dying."
"What?!" Nami said with her hands to her face. "So we'll die if we aren't careful? What's the point in competing now?"
"They changed the rules. Instead of being eliminated by dying you are eliminated by being stripped!" Irelia spat, clenching the scroll so tight it almost ripped.
"Ohhh. I thought "Jinxing" was banned." Nami said. It was true, ever since Jinx left the League having suffered her own public humiliation, the League council tried to ban the practice of stripping a champion of their clothes. This was done in hopes that champions who had suffered from the embarrassing fate in the past would return. Indeed it had worked up until now, Fiora was back after learning some new tricks and getting a new but proportioned bottom as well as Leona and her partner Janna.
"It was banned!" Irelia shouted as she crumpled the scroll up before throwing it across the room. "And now those fucking perverst brought it back in. All thanks to those sl*tty bimbos!"
Nami scratched her head, "Why are they sl*ts? It's not like they wanted to be seen naked."
Irelia's face turned red as she struggled to find a point to an argument that made no sense. She was just angry, her face shaking as her words slowly came out. "Because....they are warriors! Not helpless damsels in distress! They weren't skilled enough and that's how they let themselves get stripped, making this League a joke! Now we have to pay for their failures. I didn't join the league so people could objectify me!"
"Objectify?" Nami said as she held a finger to her lip. "I don't really wear clothes, does that mean I'll automatically lose?"
The naivete of the supporting member on the team did not help Irelia's anxiety. "I have no idea Nami, by all accounts you might be invincible. Even with that tiny skirt."
Nami leaned forward to examine her sole garment, "You think? Yay! I can't die!" she said, waving her spear in the air like a flag as she danced down the locker room.
Just then, the door to the locker opened and a hooded figure with a clipboard poked its head in. "Five minutes until battle ladies."
With her fists clenched, Irelia let out a long sigh as she concentrated on the floating blade around her. Known to be almost unstoppable in battle due to her speed in using her powers to force her blade to travel wherever she willed, Irelia knew with concentration, she could slice the clothes off of anyone who thought to do the same to her. Just the thought of being cut out of her suit made her face warm. Always modest, Irelia often wore uniforms that covered her whole body and hoped that it would stay that way.
"Let's go Nami."
****
"Welcome to Summoner's Rift." a woman's voice announced on the vast realm that seemed tranquil with it's lush green jungles and clear rivers. A blue platform flashed twice, transporting Nami and Irelia onto it. Instead of the gentle hiss of the healing fountain nearby, all they heard was the occasional sounds from the jungle, an owls' hoot, the croak of a frog and the distant roar of the dragon.
The translucent barriers that held them on the platform disappeared and Nami was the first to slide along the ground, scepter in both hands. She got past the first tower until she stopped and looked over her shoulder. "What's wrong?" she asked in reference to Irelia who stood on the platform, looking for the others.
"Where are Fiora, Sivir and Lissandra?" Irelia asked, looking up at the sky. She was not about to head into a two versus five person battle when her dignity was at stake.
"A summoner has disconnected." a voice from above announced. in the sky, an image of a woman with black hair that had a red streak on her front bang appeared.
"What?!" Irelia shouted, looking to Nami in outrage.
Shrugging, Nami said, "Maybe she heard about the new rules and cancelled. I mean, she did suffer from a big butt in that last match." she held a hand over her mouth to conceal her giggle. "That was pretty funny. It was so squishy looking!"
"A summoner has disconnected." an image of the dark haired Sivir, gold tiara holding it up appeared in the sky. No sooner did that fade did another image of a woman wearing a black helm that covered her eyes, long white hair tied in a braid. "A summoner has disconnected."
"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!?!?!" Irelia stomped her foot as she clenched her fists. "I COULD'VE STAYED AT HOME INSTEAD OF PARTICIPATED IN THIS!?!"
Nami dropped her scepter to cover her ears. "Stop shouting. It's not like they got off easy, you know champions get fined for cancelling a match without notice."
"That's not the point. Those three cowards chickened out and now we have to suffer the risk of being humiliated."
"Well they had good reason, they've all be stripped before." Nami said as she picked her scepter up. "People still trade those naked pictures of Sivir and Lissandra in the shower. I don't see the big deal. If humans were naked all the time no one would care."
"Just stop talking." Irelia held her hand up. The thought of suffering the same fate made her weak in the knees. She was Captain of the guard, not a centerfold. Something as violating as that would ruin any intimidation she might have on future opponents. "Let's get this over with, just stay together and we'll be fine."
"Where are we going to go? There are three paths to defend." Nami said as she pointed ahead.
"Let's just take the south path." Irelia said, "We still need to destroy towers and we can take out their duo team."
And so both members traveled down the southern road, passing one large stone statue that they would defend to their dignity instead of their deaths. The walk was no more than two minutes until they arrived at the point where their side and the opposing side met. With her arms spread, Irelia's blade swirled around her, waiting in anticipation for her enemies to arrive.
From the distance, Irelia could see what looked like a floating head in the distance, a black skull with green flames surrounding it. Carrying that head as a large body protected by a long dark coat. In his hand was a glowing lantern attached to a long chain. A sharp hook was attached to the end that he let dangle from his hand. It was Thresh, a champion who harvested the souls of his dead enemies.
"Ok Nami, watch out for that hook, I DON'T want either of us getting caught." Irelia said, seeing too often what happened when the dark chain wrapped around its victim, allowing for others to do what they wanted.
Irelia was about to advance toward him when she heard something in the water. It was too early for the scuttle crab to appear in the arena and she turned to the river facing her right. She stood back when she saw waves crashing towards them, something very uncommon given that no creature in Summoner's RIft was large enough to cause that much force.
"Look out!" Nami called.
Irelia leapt back as a wave of water splashed onto the ground, an object the size of a tractor leaping out of the water. It landed with a groundshaking thud followed by the booming laughter of a gravely voice. The shadow eclipsed Irelia as she stood up. Standing before her was a large bipedal catfish, dressed in a maroon colored button up shirt and a filthy leather coat. His smile revealed two long rows of jagged teeth, his yellow eyes shining under the light. Atop his massive head was a tophat that almost seemed comical in comparison to his wide body. He snickered before bowing his head to both women.
"Ladies." he said in a thick southern Creole accent, "To whom do ah have the pleasure of taken part in this literal exhibition?"
"Say what in the what now?" Nami asked Irelia as she raised an eyebrow.
"He wants to know our names." Irelia said as she kept her eyes on both beasts. "I am Irelia, of Ionia. This is Nami."
Taking off his hat, he said, "Ah am the River King, Tahm Kench. It would be my pleasure to defeat both of you this evenin and have a glimpse at the fairer sex." He stood up again and tilted his head to the side. "Mah compliments to the haberdashery that made that fine garment clinging to your expanded bottom."
Irelia's mouth fell open as she turned her body to hide her back, her pulse rising at the comment he made. "How dare you stare at me."
"I don't know what he just said." Nami scratched her head, confused at the River King's vocabulary.
"Forget it Nami, just fight!"
"Sounds good to me." Thresh said, his voice like the chorus of a thousand souls, an amalgamation of laughter as he twirled his hook before throwing it forward.
"Watch it!" Nami shouted as she slid out of the way, dodging the hook.
No sooner did Thresh throw his hook did the short minions start to appear, armed with shields and swords that they used to attack Nami and Irelia's own minions. Knowing she needed the gold to buy better items, Irelia flew forward, guided by her butterfly-like blades as they sliced through one minion. "Nami! Help me farm!"
"Right!" Nami said, keeping her staff aimed at Thresh and Tahm.
While Thresh swung his hook at minions, killing them and harvesting the light blue orbs that were their souls, Tahm did something far more shocking. He ate them. When his massive jaws opened Nami and Irelia saw a massive tongue shoot out, hitting a nearby minion and pulling it towards the cavernous opening. No sooner did Tahm swallow its helpless victim that he reared his head back and then spat it out, launching it like a projectile and killing a group of others.
"Wow..that's a big tongue." Nami said, understanding how guppies felt before being eaten by larger fish.
"Nami! Fight!" Irelia shouted.
Thrusting her scepter forward, it lit up before shooting a large bubble out into the air. Tahm looked up and despite his massive size, quickly leapt out of the way as the bubble exploded, soaking the ground next to it. "Madam, methinks you need to work on your accuracy in capturing your targets."
"It's not my fault! I didn't think you could move that fast!" Nami shouted defnsively, as if they were sparring.
"Nami! Will you focus please?" Irelia said as she killed the last minion in the first wave of six. She found the River King's verbose talk to be irritating and knew he was doing it on purpose to throw them off. As soon as she looked back at her opponents, Irelia saw Thresh rear his arm back and try to catch her with his hook. With gritted teeth, she focused her mind on Thresh and like grabbing onto a subway train, her blades led her towards the specter, cutting into his shoulder.
"Nami help me!" Irelia shouted, pulling her blades back to make another attack. She expected another bubble to land on Thresh, trapping him temporarily so she could finish him. Instead, Irelia felt something heavy strike her in the back, like a large wet rug sticking to her, sliding up her back and soaking her skintight suit. "YUCK! Nami! What the hell?!"
"It's not my fault!" Nami said as she pointed at Tahm, whose mouth was open, letting his tongue hang out.
Irelia turned around and shrieked when she saw the fish up close, his teeth the size of small daggers. His tongue dripped saliva and Irelia's face twisted in disgust. "Y-you licked me?!"
"Mhmmmm." Tahm nodded as he pulled his tongue back in his mouth. "Ah have to say ah've neva tasted Ionian flesh."
Irelia saw Tahm take a step forward and the thought of being tasted by him again made her lose her will. She backed away from him, trying to get enough distance so she oculd make a new plan. She felt relaxed when she hit what seemed to be a wall until she heard the unmistakable laughter of Thresh.
"You cut me Ionian." he said, the chains he carried rattling. "Maybe I should cut you.."
As soon as she saw Thresh's arms wrap around her Irelia screamed, kicking her legs, "Nami! Help! Get away from me!"
Realizing her friend was in trouble, Nami raised her staff above her head, "Hang on Irelia! OCEAN'S SPILL FORTH!" she called. Her scepter shined once more and from out of nowhere, a massive wave of water crashed forward, running along the ground and bulldozing a new wave of minions in its path.
Even the large Tahm Kench wasn't heavy enough to withstand the wave, bouncing upward as he was carried by the massive tide. Thresh let go of Irelia just in time to get hit in the face by Tahm, the two of them landing on their backs. Their clothes were soaked and dizzy from the whiplash. Irelia also landed on the ground several feet away from her opponents.
Raising her head, Irelia saw Tahm and Thresh rising to their feet and she knew she had but once chance. "Nami! Bubble!" she shouted as she called on her blades.
Nami thrust her staff forward, conjuring another bubble out of the air. Just as Tahm was about to rise to his feet, he was engulfed by the large translucent orb, lifted off the ground as the water swirled, keeping him disoriented.
Irelia dashed up to the bubble and focused her blades on Tahm's back, slicing upward against his spine, a mix of torn clothing and blood falling to the ground. "Keep at it Nami! I think I can disembowel him." she said, aiming for Tahm's stomach.
"Irelia! New rules remember? You have to strip him!" Nami called, unaware of Thresh who had gotten to his feet.
"Speaking of which." he said as he twirled his hook in the air. Cackling, he threw his hook out at Nami who turned just in time to see the metal weapon flying at her.
Nami turned back and started to move, thinking she could make a hard left turn to dodge the hook. As soon as she pivoted she thought she made it, that was until she felt something sharp hook inside the back of her neck, brushing against her skin and latching onto the collar. "Irelia! Help!" she shouted as she reached out with both hands.
"Don't worry Nami I got you!" Irelia leapt forward and grabbed onto Nami's hands, planting her feet firmly into the ground to pull Nami free. Thresh used his free hand to grab further down the chain and pull harder. With one deep inhale, Irelia closed her eyes and used all of her weight to pull back as hard as she could.
Irelia's last pull was enough to pull Nami in her direction, ignoring the loud RIPP! that followed. Irelia landed on her back, closing her eyes as she felt nami land on top of her. When she opened her eyes, Irelia saw Nami pushing up, her light yellow skin shining under the sun, as well as her medium sized breasts that bounced now that they were exposed. Rising to her feet, yes feet, Nami was revealed to be wearing nothing but a pink pair of bikini style panties held up by two clams on either side of the waistband. WIthout an ounce of body fat, Nami's slender frame, toned abs expanded and contracted with each breath. On the ground was the scale covered mermaid suit that Nami wore, a realization that had Irelia stunned.
"Thanks Irelia, I thought I was a goner." Nami said as she noticed Irelia's shocked face. "What's wrong?"
"You're...not a Marai?"
"What are you talking about of course I"m.." Nami said as she looked down and then gasped when she saw the top of her cleavage, as well as the bottoms of her bare feet standing by the Marai suit. Dropping her scepter, Nami touched her face as she saw that she was wearing nothing but her panties, hearing the laughter of both Tahm and Thresh as they pointed at her tiny backside.
"Methinks sitting down must be an excruciating experience given the lack of gluteus maximus you have Tidecaller." Tahm said, baring his rows of teeth as he smiled.
"And your butt is small too." Thresh added.
Letting out a scream, Nami wrapped her arms around her breasts, covering her tanned brown nipples as she fell to her knees in an attempt to shield her panties. Because she was always in water, the cotton clung to her body revealing the lips to her womanhood. A shade of pink covered her face as so much of her was revealed, Not only was she proven to be a wannabe Marai, but she also suffered the added shame of being on Summoner's Rift half naked. The water clinging to her body made things much chiller for Nami and her trembling made her look that much more submissive. "Pl-pl-please g-give me back my suit!" She remembered boasting about feeling invincible and her current state of undress left her feeling far from it.
Picking the scaled outfit with his hook, Thresh held it out in front of nami, swinging it left and right. "What? This little Halloween costume of yours? How did you manage to fool everyone that you were one of the half human-half fish race?"
Anxious to dress herself again, Nami reached out for her suit, a second too slow as Thresh pulled it away. She fell forward, letting her breasts jiggle as she broke her fall with her hands. "I was born with legs! The other kids used to make fun of me because of it. Please, help me Irelia!" Nami begged, tears developing in her eyes. It was true, her parents tried to conceal the oddity of Nami's legs early at birth, the one time she did reveal them she was laughed at. From that day on, Nami did her best to cover her legs in the Marai suit as best she could, always making sure the door was locked before unzipping it. By the time she was an adult, none of the Marai knew she had legs. All the work she spent in preserving her self-respect now dangled on Thresh's hook, Leaving Nami in tears as she dreaded looking down at her bare legs.
As Nami turned to her ally, her jaw dropped when she saw Irelia running in the other direction. "What?! Where are you going?"
"Sorry Nami! I surrender, they win! Just stop the match!" Irelia said, the image of Nami trying to protect her modesty haunting her so much that she wanted to get out without suffering the same fight.
"Come back here you fucking coward!" Nami screams, one arm crossed around her breasts while the other pounded her thigh. Normally the most cheerful of champions, her loss of dignity eliminated any patience because Nami knew there was no way she could leave the arena after today without people sharing pictures of her in a state of undress. She didn't understand until today why Sivir, Lissandra and Fiora refused to fight, it was because it was hard to concentrate on battle knowing that your opponents knew what you looked like under your clothes. Perhaps the most effective of tactics.
"Well she's not going anywhere for a while." Thresh said as he looked down at Nami, trying to sneek a peak at her breasts under her tiny arms. "Want to go fetch Irelia?"
"With pleasure mah navigator of the recently expired." Tahm said as he raised his head and opened his mouth. A large whirlpool of water opened up below him and after twirling once, he sunk into the ground.
By now, Irelia had made it to the second turret closest to her base. All the while she thought to herself, she wasn't ready, she wasn't ready to face such humiliation. It was one thing to hear about it of other champions, it was another to see how quickly someone's power seemed to diminish with the loss of their clothes. Nami looked so vibrant and calm in fights, never afraid to face the most powerful of champions. The woman on her knees, clad in her panties and looking frail looked more like a damsel in distress than a duelist. Irelia hoped by the time she got to her base, the officials would recognize her surrender and let her return.
The steps to the base were just a foot away and Irelia thought she was going to make it until she saw a pool of water seep up through the ground. Backing away, Irelia felt her heart stop as she saw the water rise up the ground, followed by the large massive body of Tahm Kench. "H-how did you do that?!" Irelia stammered.
"Ah am the River King." Tahm said with a wink. "Mah talents for navigating through the aquatic paths of this arena are infinite."
Appetite was what clued Irelia that she should run. Since Tahm blocked her path, she tried to turn for the jungle nearby. "You stay away from me!" she shouted as she saw his mouth open. She turned to book it and then panicked when she felt the ground below her move. She looked down and saw that instead of grass, her feet were standing on the pink and warm surface of Tahm Kench's tongue. As it curled, she lost balance and fell on her back. The last that was heard of Irelia was the scream that got muffled as soon as she fell into his mouth along with her blades.
The inside of Tahm Kench's mouth was like a giant barrel filled with slime, warm wet viscous liquid that soaked Irelia's clothes and stuck to her body. While it was sticky, it was also slippery, making it difficult for her to climb against the inside of Tahm's mouth to get out. "HELP ME!" her voice was muffled inside Tahm. THe more she kicked, punched and swung her head the more Tahm's saliva coated her, like it was being poured in buckets down the front of her collar, soaking her body.
Tahm licked his lips, savoring the taste of human flesh. Unfortunately for him, every kick Irelia made felt like his stomach was about to explode. Her tried to swallow again, breathing in as if to contain a belch. But Irelia still refused to give in and when she started to thrash her whole body around, Tahm felt the sharp pain in his stomach that was the indicator of something else. "Uh ohh.." he clutched hist stomach and then opened his mouth. "PLEAUGH!"
Out shot a large spitwad that bounced along the ground. Irelia felt as if she had just fallen into a pool of pudding. She could feel the warm viscous liquid sliding down her body. "Ughh." she moaned as she stood on all fours. Unbeknownst to her, instead of her tight suit, she was clad in nothing but a tiny, powder blue pair of panties with Ashe's face printed on the crotch. On the back were the words "All about Dat Ashe" printed. Without a latex suit to push down on her behind, Irelia's large posterior was on full display as it stuck upward. Her cheeks were so big that it pushed the back of her panties down, showing off the top of the crack of her ass.
"Madame your posterior is as massive as mah appetite." Tahm said, almost hypnotized as he watched Irelia's backside jiggle.
"Wha?" Irelia said, still disoriented from being tossed around in Tahm's mouth. It was when she noticed the poking of the blades of grass on her bare kneecaps that she knew something was wrong. She looked down and saw her large breasts dancing from their own weight. Her bare feet touched the soft ground and the cool chill of the wind blowing over her wet, shining body sobered her up. "Oh...no.." she whispered as she looked down, seeing the image of a smiling Ashe over the crotch of her panties.
"EEK!" she screamed as she rose to her feet, hugging her body as she raised one leg. The saliva of Tahm made it hard for her to maintain balance, making her slip against the ground. It was quite clear that was how she was able to slide out of her clothes, his saliva acting as a fine lubricant that helped her glide out of the suit. "YOU ASSHOLE!!" she screamed as she turned around. "IT TAKES ME AN HOUR TO SQUEEZE INTO THAT SUIT!"
"That explains why you taste like medicine." Tahm said while sticking his tongue out.
Irelia's face turned redder every minute. "It's K-Y JELL...y" she said in a quieter voice, realizing she was giving away too much. By now she could feel her nipples harden against the cold and her knees banged against one another. "C-could you hurry up already? I lost okay. just end this so I can put clothes on."
With his arms folded Tahm shook his massive head. "Sorry Ms. Ahrelia. But the rules clearly indicate that an exhibition isn't ova until the opponent is completely nude. Yer underbritches are still present."
With widened eyes, the hand over Irelia's crotch pressed harder as she slowly packed away. "My panties? I have to lose my panties?" shaking her own head, she turned to run again, at a slower pace given that her feet were till slippery from Tahms' saliva. "Nooo! Help me Nami!"
Tahm started to run after her until he felt a sharp pain in his stomach. At first he thought it was leftover indigestion, but the pain increased and he clutched his gut once more. "Erm...that blade of yours are disagreein with mah digestive system." It started as a belch and then he felt the acidic taste of bile sliding up his throat.
With her arms crossed over her breasts and panties, Irelia was too concerned with covering herself than trying to anticipate dodging an attack. "Don't you dare!" she shouted. She was afraid to turn around, self conscious of her ass shaking as she tried to run.
The River King wasn't paying attention, instead he tried to breath, feeling the air from his stomach rise as the second blade worked up his system. BLECH! another blade shot out, spiraling in the air. The X shape of the blade allowed the weapon to fly like a boomerang, not at all losing its speed as it flew towards Irelia. Knowing she couldn't outrun it, Irelia closed her eyes as she hugged her naked body tighter, screaming as she anticipated being cut in half.
WHSSH! Irelia felt something fly past her torso and then slide down her leg. She realized she was still breathing and opened her eyes. Tahm Kench was still coughing out the bile in his stomach but one thing was clear, she was alive...and colder. Why was she colder? She realized it was draftier than before. She knew the chill she felt was due to the lack of her thermal suit, but something was amiss....an added draft between her legs.
Gasping, Irelia's eyes looked down and she saw her Ashe panties laying on the ground, cut open from the blade that had missed her. She stared down at her unshaven sex, a light blue strip of hair that extended from her pink lips. "No..." she muttered, realizing she was now completely naked. Instead of covering her front, Irelia's hands traveled down to her backside, fingers curling under both fleshy cheeks, sagging from their own weight that when she cupped them she could feel them lift. The suit didn't just serve the purpose of keeping her warm, it also held her backside up and provided the image of a fit body that she prided in having. Without the suit, the cellulite in her posterior was in plain view, something she didn't want to show her enemy.
"NOOO!!!" Irelia screamed as a tear fell down her face. "I'm naked!" one hand stayed over her buttocks while the other slid to the front to cover her womanhood. Her legs locked in place, squeezed together and she made baby steps away from Tahm. "I don't want to be a champion anymore! Nami help!"
Picking up her speed, Irelia continued to back pedal as fast as she could, ignoring the fact that her breasts swung against each other. Tahm was smiling as he felt better. "Your blades cut up my gums." he said.
Given his extensive vocabulary, Tahm wasn't finished talking, but he saw something out of the corner of his eye in the distance and it was getting larger. A figure, yellow with green fins floating in the air was running toward him. Her thin arms were wrapped around her naked chest, and she was clad in only a tiny pink bikini panties. Every lift of her leg seemed graceful as if she were dancing, floating in the air before touching the ground. Nami's red eyes were wide, that was because Thresh was in hot pursuit behind her. "Irelia! Help me! He's going to take my underwear!" she cried.
Irelia didn't hear Nami, nor did she hear the incoming footsteps as she was too busy running backwards. Nami then heard the rattle of chains and looked over her head. "Nothing personal Nami." he snickered as her threw his hooked out. It barely hit Nami, catching only air before falling right down into ther center back of her panties. Satisfied with his catch, Thresh grabbed the hook with his other hand and pulled as hard as he could.
The force was so strong Nami felt herself get pulled back, the wind pouring into the opening of her last scrap of clothing.
"NONONONONONONONONO!" she pleaded as she clutched the front as hard as she could. The last thing she felt were the two tiny clams falling to the ground as the cloth attached to them ripped open. With her arms spread open, Nami looked down at her hairless sex, light brown colored labia that poked out from under her vaginal lips. "EEEEEK!!!" she screamed, right before Irelia backed straight into her.
Nami was knocked off balance and feel on her back, legs spread open to allow for Irelia's plump backside to land perfectly over her sex. With Irelia's body still lubricated, she slid effortlessly along Nami's exposed lips, providing just the slightest touch of pleasure to a champion who had never experienced it before given that it was always contained under her suit. "Oooohh.' she cooed, her hands sliding along her collarbone as she explored her erogenous zones.
"Red team has been stripped." the woman's voice above announced and then Nami and Irelia were transported out of the arena.
The teleportation disoriented Irelia, leaving her groggy as she lay back in between Nami's legs. Twinkling lights blinked on and off, causing Irelia to squint as she shielded her eyes. It was the sound of the fans that finally woke her out of her disorientation.
"Oh my god I love the new meta!"
"Look at Nami! She has legs!"
"That's soo cuuuute!"
"What?" Irelia muttered, her eyes focusing as she saw hundreds of fans pointing their cameras at her sex, openly displayed with her legs spread apart. Gasping, she immediately squeezed them shut as she grabbed onto Nami's legs, pulling them over holding both heals over her groin.
"Wh-what are you doing?" Nami asked in a breathy voice, realizing that in this position she and Irelia looked to be doing something more suggestive than just lying on top of each other. She looked over Irelia's shoulder and saw the smiles on hundreds of fans as they captured the image in their cell phone cameras, her face turn redder. "Irelia, people are staring..."
"Exactly and You're my support, so...support me by covering my nakedness." Irelia said. As she lay on the stage, her bare body on display she tried to look for some assistant or staff member with a robe. "Can somebody give me clothes? We lost so the match is over."
"Actually Ms. Irelia." a staff member wearing a hood said. A head covered their head and they had a clipboard in their hand. "Mr. Kench was incorrect. The match isn't over because the Nexus hasn't been destroyed."
"What?!" she backed further into Nami, holding her legs tighter against her own body. "You mean i have to stand like this until it's over?
"Yes ma'am."
Irelia was about to say something but then she noticed an odd sensation. It wasn't pain exactly but it was a gentle pressure applied to her ass, two soft, moist hands squeezing both of her plump cheeks. Every gentle squeeze sent a tiny shudder along Irelia's pelvic floor, causing her to blush as she shuddered. "N-nami, are you squeezing my butt?"
"Oops! Sorry!" Nami laughed nervously as she turned a darker shade of red herself. "I clench my fists when I'm anxious and it's just so soft and springy."
The conversation was heard by nearby fans, invoking even more excitement from them. "They're hot for each other!" one of them shouted.
"Oooh! I knew I was onto something when I shipped them in my fanfiction!" a woman said.
Dumbfounded, Irelia's eyes grew wide with horror. Right in the front of the platform was another fan holding up a video camera. Immediately, Irelia kicking her legs, turning her blushing face as she protested, "Stop it! Stop taking my picture! This is humiliating! Nami get up! Let go of my ass!"
Rising to her feet, Irelia turned around, giving the audience a perfect view of her backside, covered in tiny red marks from where Nami dug her nails into her flesh. A barrage of shutters went off to capture every detail. Irelia grabbed Nami by the hands and helped her to her feet, just so she could step behind the Marai. The flash of lights and the air hitting Nami's pale, yellow body was so much to take in. This was her first time being without her suit and as she looked down to see her golden womanhood on display, she squealed as she removed her iron helm to use it as cover. Nami's long golden fins atop her head fell , draping over her shoulders and giving her a more sultry appearance. With legs buckled, she held her helmet over her crotch and wrapped another arm around her breasts. "I-irelia...how long will it take those guys to destroy our base?"
Irelia didn't want to answer, she knew but saying it would remind her of how long she and Nami would have to stand on that platform naked. Thresh and Tahm were not trained in dealing lots of damage, which meant it would take them almost an hour to destroy every tower to get to the base. Thinking about how she'd have to stand up there, without any armor made Irelia cry. She shifted to the side to better conceal her expanded behind. No matter how she moved, she knew nothing would preserve the dignity she'd lost. Being captain of the guard didn't matter, all fans would remember is her naked frame with the exceptionally curved ass.
Back on summoner's rift, Thresh and Tahm slowly swung at the first tower, the hook and heavy tongue making small chips into the stone statues. "You realize it might be all day before we destroy this right?" Thresh asked.
Smiling back at his ally, Tahm said, "All the better for the spectators to get a massive portfolio of the fine women we defeated. Ah so look forward to seein Miss Irelia's fine posterior. Ah must say, ah love the new meta!"
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