[Avatar/Pokémon/Final Fantasy/ ; f/f, f-self; shooting, decapitation, gutting, hanging; con]

“And now, Ladies and Gentlemen, as always for the evening's highlight! Our agents are always scouring the multiverse for willing participants, and believe me, they find no shortage volunteers. These lovely girls and ladies have been hand-picked and brought here just to die for your – and their – pleasure.”

“First up, from the town of Piltover, this rather explosive personality was just all too eager to be part of this show. Give it up for Jinx!”

Under the applause of the audience a skinny somewhat pale-skinned girl stepped through the curtains, taking exaggerated bows in both directions. She had bright blue hair in twin braids reaching all the way down to her knees, violet eyes and a very clearly excited expression. Jinx was wearing almost more ink than clothing, her entire right arm, chest and stomach down to her hip adorned with a motif of stylized blue clouds and purple bullets, while only clad in what amounted to a bikini top, very short shorts, ankle boots and fingerless gloves.

“Next, her journey to save the land of Spira now complete, twice over at that, now she finally has some time for her own pleasure. The former High Summoner, Yuna!”

A second girl entered the stage, taking a single much more formal bow before standing next to Jinx. She was slightly shorter and more tan, with short brown hair save for a thin long braid and full heterochromia, her right eye green and the left blue. While slightly less so than Jinx, Yuna was still dressed rather revealingly, with a white top with a pink hood that still left her shoulders and midriff bare while also showing a wide cleavage all the way to her navel, as well as mini shorts under a halfskirt covering only her left leg, knee-high boots and yellow armbands around both her upper arms.

“Then, we have true royalty here today. Don't be fooled by her facade, she too was very, very eager to be here. None other than the princess of the Fire Nation, Azula!”

The black-haired girl stepping onto the stage glared at the audience as if they were all beneath her, but the glint in her eyes and the quirk of her lips betrayed just how excited she was as she took her place besides the other two. She was wearing what appeared to be a swimsuit, consisting of a halterless top and bikini bottoms under a short one-sided skirt, all in shades of dark red, as well as a small ornament holding her hair in a neat bun, and a red armband bearing the insignia of her nation.

“And last but certainly not least, she's the strongest Trainer of her region, the Kalos League Champion as well as an accomplished actress. Today she's going to put up the ultimate show! Diantha!”

A dark-haired woman gracefully stepped through the curtains, waving to the audience before taking a bow. She was taller than all of the other girls and had blue eyes and short done-up hair. Diantha was wearing nothing but a cream silken camisole, the thin garment reaching just past her hips, and while at first it could appear she was dressed the least revealingly, in fact it was the very opposite; as soon as she stepped into the bright light of the stage, the sheer fabric became all but transparent, perfectly showing her firm, moderately large breasts.

A few moments later the curtain rose to reveal a small rather bare-bones stage bearing little more than a simple if comfy chair, a long wooden table, and a low gallows without a trapdoor of any kind but only a small stool beneath it.

“Let's get to it! I hate waiting.” Jinx hastily stepped out of her shoes and shorts revealing her lack of panties and a somewhat irregular and haphazard trimmed landing strip the same colour as her hair as she sat down into the chair with her legs spread. “Yunie, come here, you're the hottest here, so you get to eat me out.”

“Me? You really think so?” With only a small bit of hesitation, Yuna complied, kneeling in front of Jinx' pussy.

“Yeah, the fire chick is kinda scary and Diantha – no offence – is a bit boring.” Azula frowned at that, but Diantha just lightly shrugged with a faint smile; she in turn found Jinx just too loud and flashy, so suppose it was just a matter of perspective, to each their own and all that.

“You know what to do, right? Now come on.” Jinx reached down to push Yuna's face right against her crotch, and even though the girl had only a little practical experience, she could work out the rest well enough and started drawing her tongue up and down Jinx' pussy a few times to find her get very wet very quick. As she began focusing on her clit exclusively, the blue-haired girl started gasping and loudly moaning within only minutes, rhythmically rocking back and forth in the chair.

Her face clearly flush with arousal, Jinx leaned backward a bit to raise her legs, wrapping her thighs around Yuna's head to press it against her pussy even harder, and even though at first the other girl didn't mind the pressure, after several moments it became harder and harder for her to breathe, but when she tried to pull back, Jinx locked her legs, keeping Yuna in place regardless of her growing panic.

Yet in a rather impressive dedication to the task at hand, Yuna continued eating her out, not that she had terribly much of a choice, even as she started squirming and fighting against Jinx' legs, but as black spots started appearing in front of her eyes and her movements slowly weakened, Jinx finally seemed to remember that smothering Yuna like that, while immensely hot, would also be a major deviation from the plan, so she finally let go and Yuna immediately pulled back, greedily gasping for air.

“Wow, you're even hotter like this.” Jinx grinned at Yuna's face, red from the lack of air, her hair dishevelled, and gratuitously covered in Jinx' juices. “But we're not done yet.” She briefly pushed a finger into her pussy, rubbing herself for a few moments with a low moan, the pulling out and slowly licking it off, savouring the sweet taste of herself. “Get back here and help me finish. And fire chick, get ready, you gotta finish me afterwards.”

As Azula drew a sharp, slightly curved knife and took position right behind Jinx, Yuna returned to eating her out, finding herself quite wet too from the sensations right before her, the taste, the smell, and the sound of Jinx' voice almost cracking as she was approaching her climax, despite the brief scare the girl had just given her; although if anything, these moments of breathlessness had upped her arousal even more, maybe she should have gone with hanging or something too.

Her own arousal making Yuna work even faster and harder, it barely took another minute for Jinx to peak, squirting all over Yuna's face, shuddering and moaning – only for her voice to suddenly be cut off as Azula grabbed her hair to pull her head back, then dragged the knife across her neck, opening her throat almost from ear to ear. Spraying fountains of blood everywhere, Jinx kept producing gurgling sounds, her body continued its orgasm as Yuna kept eating her out.

Only several moments later Jinx' movements slowly weakened as her shudders of pleasure were replaced by death throes, and only a few seconds later she went limp entirely, her face even now frozen in pleasure, huge streams of blood running down her chest and pooling on the floor below. Only once Jinx was entirely still Yuna got up, her back, hair and in part face covered in copious amounts of red, while Azula wiped the blood off the knife on Jinx' hair, then returned to the side of the stage next to Diantha.

Still breathing heavily, Yuna stepped a little to the side of Jinx, wiping the worst of the blood off her face, even if she still felt all sticky, especially her hair. But it was her turn next, so it wasn't like that even mattered, no reason to delay any further. Instead of completely taking off her top, Yuna just pulled both sides of her cleavage open a little more to reveal her firm, slightly small breasts, before pulling down her shorts and panties, showing a completely shaved pussy already visibly wet in expectation.

Yuna squatted down with her legs apart and, supporting herself on one arm, drew one of her guns from its holster, dragging its barrel along the length of her pussy through her panties, then finally pushing them aside, the muzzle briefly entering her pussy before she flinched at the coldness of the metal and pulled back. Instead Yuna brought the gun up her mouth and started licking and sucking the barrel before pushing it deep inside her mouth moving it back forth almost gagging on it as she started lightly moaning.

After several moments the metal was all warmed up, as well as nice and wet, so Yuna pushed the gun into her pussy again, entering her all the way to the trigger guard, letting out another moan. Shifting her position so she was sitting with her legs spread in order to free her other arm, Yuna pulled out the second pistol and, after slowly dragging the muzzle up over her stomach and chest, again started to very suggestively lick and suck it as she began fucking herself with the first one.

Pushing the barrel deep into her mouth until she had to gag, Yuna's moans were muffled as she kept moving both guns back and forth, bits of saliva running down the grip and her fingers before sloppily dripping onto her chest. Within only minutes she was about ready to cum, forcing the gun inside her pussy just a little faster and deeper to finally orgasm.

Even through the gun in her mouth Yuna's moans of ecstasy were still distinctly audible as her whole body tensed, her hands clenching around her guns as her climax washed over her. As her orgasm finally was about to subside, still slightly shaking in the last waves of pleasure, Yuna pushed the gun into her mouth as far as she could, suppressing her gag reflex as she angled the barrel upwards, closing her eyes as she pulled the trigger.

With a powerful bang the back of Yuna's head exploded into a spray of gore, splattering the stage behind her with blood mixed with chunks of brain matter and bone as she fell over backwards. Vacant eyes staring towards the ceiling, Yuna's body only continued shuddering a few seconds longer, a trickle of urine making its way past the gun still inside her pussy and pooling between her legs before she went completely still.

After waiting a few more moments, Azula stepped up, handing Diantha the knife she'd already used to kill Jinx. “Don't screw this up, this is gonna be my moment.”

The woman just ignored the rather condescending tone with a polite smile. “Don't worry princess, I won't.”

“You better not.” Sitting on the edge of the table and lasciviously posing and stretching for a few seconds, Azula took off her top and bottoms, dropping them to the floor, leaving her only in her semi-transparent beach skirt, before turning it to the side to give a free view of her pussy as she picked up a pair of dildos from the table.

Swinging her legs onto the table too and spreading them so she was showing her pussy right to the audience, Azula very suggestively licked two of her fingers, reaching under her and leaning backwards a bit to spread the saliva around and into her asshole. Taking the shorter of the dildos, she similarly licked and sucked it for several seconds to lubricate it, then placed it upright onto the table, her arms tensing as she pushed herself up, before lowering herself onto the dildo with a loud moan.

After taking a few moments to accustom to the sensation inside her, Azula flicked a switch on the base of the dildo, immediately gasping as it began to vibrate, clearly audible whenever it touched the wood of the table. Laying on her back completely, Azula took the second, larger and thicker dildo, and by this point she was so wet there was no need to prepare it any further, the huge plastic cock easily sliding into her pussy all the way, and she let out another powerful moan, briefly closing her eyes in pleasure as she slowly started moving the dildo back and forth.

Even if she'd had the self-control to not start touching herself ahead of time, the show had already made Azula massively horny, so she didn't take long at all to approach her climax too, and she briefly paused to beckon Diantha over before resuming fucking herself with the dildo even faster and harder. The sight of the gleaming knife Diantha was holding made the fate that was awaiting her yet clearer, and the thought alone was enough to make Azula climax just seconds later.

“Oh, fuck. Yes!” Shivering in pleasure, Azula loudly moaned and gasped. “Now! Do it!” She all but begged, arching her back in ecstasy. “Come on, do it! Ah... Finish me, now! ...Do it!” Diantha complied, raising the blade over her head before plunging it deep into Azula's stomach, just below the sternum, briefly cutting off the princess' moans with into a gasp before she resumed, even more desperately than before.

Quickly changing her grip on the knife and turning the blade a bit, with her full strength Diantha dragged it all the way down Azula's stomach to just above her crotch, cutting through the muscle entirely, the tremendous gaping wound giving a distinct view of her guts before quickly flooding with blood, rapidly streaming all over Azula's upper body. Yet even now through the searing pain spreading through her entire body, she kept fucking herself, determined to make this orgasm the best she'd ever had, and so far it was working.

Still, eventually her power started leaving Azula and her climax subsided, her hands weakly dropping to her side into the massive puddle of blood dripping down the sides of the table. Diantha acted just in time, before the pain could completely take over, she pulled the knife out of Azula's stomach, instead pressing it into the upper end of the wound at a very flat angle, aiming carefully before driving it all the way into her ribcage from below, accurately piercing Azula's heart, shaking the blade sideways a few times before withdrawing it, the rapid blood loss making Azula nice and sleepy and forget all about the pain as everything faded to silence.

Giving Azula ample time to completely fade and have the attention of audience for a few moments longer, Diantha placed the bloody knife on the table next to her body, before confidently walking up to the gallows waiting just for her. Time for the finale.

Taking a final bow to the audience, Diantha stepped onto the stool, placed the noose around her neck and – rather pointlessly – held her breath and silently counted to three before kicking it away. As planned her drop stopped after a split second, leaving her fully aware and looking towards a slow and painful end, but that was the whole point, wasn't it?

Diantha couldn't stop herself from gasping as she instinctively tried to breathe, and her legs from starting to kick in the air, but while she still could there was something she had to do. While she hadn't been as overt about it, of course the show before her and the thoughts of her own impending demise had made Diantha just as aroused, so reaching under the hem of her camisole, she found her pussy completely wet with expectation, even dripping down her thighs a little as she pushed two fingers inside herself.

Along with the pain on her neck and the throbbing in her head, the growing lack of oxygen also seemed to intensify Diantha's every sensation, the normally smooth fabric of her camisole feeling almost painfully rough against her erect nipples, but at the same time every small movement of her fingers sent ripples of pleasure through her entire body, and Diantha could tell she was already quite close to cumming.

Caught between her growing pain and pleasure, Diantha wanted nothing more than to keep holding out, wavering on the edge of her climax to enjoy that feeling as long as she could, but at the same time she didn't know just how much time she had left, and the actress in her didn't want to deny the audience a proper show. So she kept fingering herself faster and faster, her left reaching for her breasts to roughly squeeze and fondle them, and only a handful seconds later, her pleasure finally broke way in a powerful orgasm.

Her voice strangled by the rope, Diantha's moans turned into a series of gasps as her whole body shivered in climax, her pussy clenching around her fingers and her body forgetting its pain and mortal danger just for these few seconds as Diantha shuddered in pleasure almost rhythmically, swaying at the end of the rope. Yet, as it likely had for all of the girls, her orgasm ended much too soon and the painful reality caught up to her; but now Diantha didn't even try to hold back her body's reflexes to kick and flail and claw at the rope, it was pointless anyways, and besides, the audience deserved a good show too.

Thus when she felt another kind of pressure forming between her legs, Diantha didn't even try to hold it in, rather intentionally peeing herself, a dark spot forming on her gown as the warm stream trickled down her legs before dripping on the floor, and she managed a faint smile as what normally would have been incredibly undignified instead elicited a round of cheers and applause from the audience.

Even though a little later the pain reached the point where she stopped caring about the show and only wanted her suffering to end, it took Diantha several more minutes of utter agony dancing at the end of the rope, the burning pain in her chest growing hotter and hotter even as the rest of her body slowly lost all feeling, before finally the last of her strength waned and the numbness swept over her body, blanketing her mind as everything ended