I Want To Lay the Very Best!

221 – A Coalossal Advantage

Ceridwen's colorful flames spluttered off the ceramic spikes Calcine had made, turning them into fiery rainbow pillars. Holding hands, Sparky led Brandy through them at speed, floating playing cards, scything down all around them. Wren was behind the ghostly pirate lady Calico, spitting orders at a furious pace with a breathless enthusiasm that made Brandy proud of her. Stoking Wren's confidence made this battle much harder, but it was worth it. As much as Wren had tried to be Brandy, Brandy had already seen plenty of herself in Wren. She was quick thinking, adored her partners, and was incredibly creative using her Partner's Moves. 

Wren cradled her binding ball to her chest as she bounced on her feet, trying to spot Brandy and Sparky through the magical flames. Her eyes weren't as good, and the storms of playing cards certainly didn't help. 

"You see Dinah?" Brandy yelled as Sparky used her Electroweb to grab a pillar and use it as a fulcrum to whip them around the edge of the drained pool. Burning Ace of Hearts thundering into the wood behind them. They were trying to get close enough to Calcine to back her up when they fired off her Coalossal evolution, but Ceridwen's constant barrage of attacks wasn't making it easy. 

"Oh, don't worry, I've already taken care of the Mimikyu." Sparky cackled as she bounced off a half-melted deckchair and fired off a flurry of webs at the arc of her jump. They stuck onto the Mismagius and began to pull her down to the ground, Ceridwen having to pull her playing cards back to cut herself free. "Trust me! Think about a plan. I got this!"

Sparky tried to turn her webs on Calico, but the sturdy-looking pirate lady just snorted as the electricity crackled along it. Sparky didn't have the strength to pull her over, and Dhelmise was Ghost and Grass Types. Electricity just wasn't very strong against Grass. Calico could weather the shocks as she kept her grip tight on her anchor chain. 

Calico's anchor was almost as tall as her, and it looked like it weighed a ton. Calcine was slowly raising it off herself, and if she'd been able to dig her feet in, Brandy knew she'd have freed herself. That was impossible right now; Calico was tugging on the anchor's chain and undoing every bit of progress Calcine made. She had no footing to use Rapid Spin and couldn't reach any of her ceramic pool tile pillars to Rock Tomb herself out. She needed a little help, and they were almost there to give it to her. They just had to avoid getting picked off by Ceridwen or Calico at the last hurdle. 

"Bugs! Bugs!" someone yelped and stumbling across the deck came Dinah in her original Wooloo costume. Sparky had used Infestation on it before throwing it into the pool. Now those little yellow bugs were finally getting to use their little chompers. "They're wriggling about in here! Get them out, get them out!"

"Dinah, use Mimic on Calico." Wren called out, "Phantom Force away from those bugs."

Dinah began to shimmer around the edges with a ghostly green light, taking steps that dropped Sparky's bugs out of her costume and onto the deck to explode in little balls of sparks. So Calico could go intangible; good to know; she likely hadn't yet because that'd free Calcine from her anchor. 

It still left the problem that the last sprint to Calcine didn't have any fiery pillar cover. Calcine's Smokescreen could fix that, but Brandy wanted to keep their sight advantage. Luckily, there was always a Plan B. 

The B was for Bug.

"Can you get their attention more?" Brandy said, giving Sparky a slap on the ass and a big smile. "Just for a few seconds so I can get to Calcine."

"You're asking me to be annoying?" Sparky grinned, wiggling her butt back against Brandy's hand, her fangs sharp against her bottom lip. "You picked the right bug."

Brandy gave Sparky's butt a squeeze for good luck and then crouched, ready to sprint. 

"Hey, Ceridwen!" Sparky yelled. "You're a second-rate act. We've got our own witch lady, and she'd make mincemeat of all of you." 

"You're judging my act before the grand finale," Ceridwen smirked, her golden eyes glowing under the rim of her wide-brimmed witch hat. "Dinah's almost got her breath back, and you are five orgasms short. That'll mean my Lucky Chant finishes in our favor. Insult me all you want. We're going to have you all on your knees very soon." 

"Don't worry, lass," Calico winked. "We'll arrange a threesome with your Trainer and Wren; we can make losing very pleasant."

"That sounds good to me," Wren said, one hand shading her eyes as she tried to scan through the burning mystical fire for them. "Sparky's got a wicked tongue I wouldn't mind a bit more of."

"Honoured! But if you're sure you've won now, you shouldn't be afraid of our third! Let me have her," Sparky said, shooting a web to try to whip the ball out of Wren's hand. She was cut off again by Ceridwen, who was cutting the web with a fan of cards. Wagging a finger at Sparky and tutting before yelping as Sparky snatched her hat off with a second shot, whipping it back and catching it before putting it on with a jaunty rim spin. 

It was way too big for her, flopping around on her head as she ran amongst the flaming pillars, cackling manically at her theft. Ceridwen gave an angry hiss, her long, flowing, lilac-tipped hair wavering around. 

"I turned a Mismagius back into a Misdreavus! How's that for a trick?" Sparky yelled, running off with one hand held to the hat to keep it on her head. 

"Ceridwen, don't get baited!" Wren snapped, but it was too late. The Mismagus had already balled up two glowing balls of pink psychic energy in her hands, and she threw them out with an angry hiss after Sparky. Glowing rings flowed behind them as they crashed into ceramic pillars, and the whole thing exploded in a mess of colorful fire and broken tiles with a deafening explosion.  

Brandy had been waiting for just that moment of pure chaos only Sparky could provide, darting out from her hiding place and crossing over to Calcine, giving the struggling Carkol a smile. 

"That looks heavy. Do you want a boost?" Brandy smiled, touching the fire stone around Calcine's neck. The energy in it welled through her and back into Calcine, a feedback loop ready to have an ocean of fire poured into it. "We're all excited to see how this goes." 

"Please," Calcine growled, still trying to push the anchor off. "I hate letting you all down like this."

"The only one who made mistakes here was me. We agreed on Morgan coming out second," Brandy said, placing a hand on the anchor's cold metal and bending to kiss Calcine. "But you turned my heart into an engine that needs your heat."

The warm touch of her lips made Brandy forget entirely about the battle for a moment; as the power of the fire stone flowed through them both, Brandy brushed against Calcine's mind for just a moment. Felt the unbreakable determination that gripped her every thought, the love she kept balled up tight to stop herself from overflowing with emotions. Calcine was loosening up, confident enough to earn a gym badge and order about a Trainer, but even all that, it turned out, was just a tiny pressure outlet for what she really had pent up. 

She cared so damn much it could easily consume her, and Brandy felt a wave of gratitude when she let all that passion wash over her. Letting that raging fire inside her own heart warm her own Steam Engine. On her own, Calcine was overwhelmed, but working together, they could contain a power that could move mountains. 

Calcine let out a growl, white smoke pouring out her mouth as the fire built. She pushed on the anchor, and her limbs cracked, the skin breaking open like someone had taken a pickaxe to them. White hot lava flowed into the rents in her body, cooling and filling them out again. Brandy was pushed up as Calcine's body expanded. Calcio's warning call to Wren was a faint drumming in her ears that was barely audible over the sound of Calcine's evolution. The maid dress stood no chance, shredding off her as her cloak fluttered up to merge with her hair, the two becoming one until her now wavy hair came all the way down to her hips. It had a glorious balayage fade, black at the top, but as it flowed down her body, more and more burning red hot stands intertwined with it until the tips glowed.  

Brandy couldn't help but give it a quick stroke, feeling the warmth of it under her fingertips. It had all the warmth of Calcine's cloak but was sinfully soft to the touch. The smell was amazing; smoky and spicy blended together, it made Brandy's mouth water. She wanted to bury her face in the beautiful silky mass and never leave.

Brandy might have done just that, but the mountain rumbled beneath her and began to move. Calcine's coal skin gleamed and had the delightful perk of making her muscles look like they'd been oiled up. The fire in her eyes was burning so bright that the eyes had to adjust, and those twin suns were filled with as much promise of power as the rest of her body. Calcine pushed her new, larger form up, and the anchor didn't offer any resistance this time, her hands squeezing the steel hard and hot enough to leave an imprint. 

Calcine was enormous, a good nine feet tall, and then some. Brandy felt tiny standing beside her, her head only level with Calcine's chest. A small grin spread across her face as she saw the shocked eyes of Wren and her team staring up at Calcine's towering glory.

The arena walls might mute the crowd, but Brandy could still hear them going absolutely fucking nuts out there. As entrances went it was going to be hard to top. 

"Sorry, all," Wren gulped. "I uh ... I think my heart has started pounding again. Fuck me, look at her! She's nearly twice my size!"

The shock was an understandable reaction when a fiery and incredibly naked coal-skinned giantess was suddenly released into a battle. Brandy's own brain was jumping up and down in delighted excitement. 

"Calcine?" Brandy looked up, patting her hip. She had a lot of hip to pat. Morgan was going to freak out over this ass. Brandy really wanted to end this battle fast and get to exploring Calcine's new body. It held so much promise it was overwhelming. "Give them a taste of what you can do."

Calcine pulled on the anchor with a snort, and Calico's thick boot soles screeched as she was dragged across the wooden deck. "Blast it. She's a lot stronger! Wren? Plan?"

"Uh, Dinah! Mimic, a Move of hers quickly!"

"We can't. We don't have a bit of that giant smokestack yet," Dinah said, finally shaking out all her bugs. "Ceridwen, stop chasing the bug and snip me some hair! Poltergeist, your hat back already!"

Ceridwen's floppy hat had sunk over Sparky's head from all the bobbing as she swung about randomly. Still, as it glowed and lifted from her face, the sudden burst of light had Sparky slip her grip on her webs and roll out across the deck with some cackling Agility-boosted cartwheels. She came to a stop in a cocky pose, one arm stretched to the sky and the other out, beckoning towards Wren's team. 

"You're fucked now, we've got a Coalossal, and you've got no hope. Get ready to get Smacked Down so hard you ... you ..." her words trailed off into a hoarse croak. She'd quickly turned to give Brandy and Calcine a grin and finally saw Calcine's new form for the first time. 

"Hot." Sparky squeaked, her voice cracking, "Fucking. Damn."

"Hey beautiful," Calcine said, her voice a spine-tingling confident rumble. "Like what you see?"

"I'm head level with your dick," Sparky gulped. "You're massive."

"I am," Calcine grinned, a red heat glowing in her throat. "Isn't that an exciting thought?" 

Sparky let out a weak, whimpering sound. "Oh fuck, I can't breathe. I can't breathe."

"Don't you dare faint," Brandy said, leaning over to stroke Sparky's cheek. "Stay strong for me. I can't handle her on my own. It's going to take the two of us."

Sparky just wheezed, fanning herself with a hand. 

Playing cards flicked out from the magical flames shrouding the ceramic towers, their sharp edges going right for Calcine's new hair. 

"Haul Calico in," Brandy snapped, "And if you got anything new from that, bust it out!" 

Calcine yanked on the chain and Calico was hauled off her feet as Calcine snapped a hand to begin wrapping the chain around one arm. She turned to the advancing playing cards, and her hair flowed like shifting lava. The red and black strands intertwined and melted into each other; heat poured down over Calcine like a waterfall as the air itself bubbled, and then, with a loud hiss, jets of thick black tar lanced out from the black parts of Calcine's hair. It sprayed the cards out of the air and splashed all over the floating Ceridwen, splattering all over her purple robe and oozing down into her fishnet stockings. A whimpering moan came from the Mismagius as the muscle-soothing heat seeped into her body, with no easy way to scrape it off, a few beads of sweat rolling down her forehead. 

Calcine just hauled Calico off her feet, the ghostly pirate's boots kicking in the air as she lifted her up by the chain to eye level. "I'm going to wrap you up in this chain," Calcine growled. "And fuck you until your voice breaks."

"Uh, uh, uh, Captain?" Calico yelped. "We got a bit of a problem here!"   

"Dinah, Baby-Doll Eyes the Coalossal, and go get some of her hair," Wren called. She wasn't giving up. Brandy had really set a seed of determination in her. "Calico just let her have the anchor! Switcheroo, the tar with something."

"They drained all the water, Captain," Calico said as she let go of the chain and skittered back, hands sliding over the floor as she backed up from the towering Calcine. "Only thing that'd work is Dinah!"

"Dinah, make a Substitute for Calico to use and-" Wren's eyes widen, "Calico, Anchor shot right now. The chain! The chain!"

With Calico letting go of the anchor chain, Calcine had used her Rapid spin until it was a whirling steel blur by her side. A meteor hammer that she threw out the moment Wren panicked, following Brandy's outstretched hand for aiming. It wasn't aimed at anyone in the fight but far above Wren's head. Calico grabbing the chain just ended in her being wrenched off her feet and flown back by the sheer force of it. It was her anchor, and she was able to land a boot on the deck and wrench it into a curve that smashed into the deck, one arm of the anchor punching through the wood and planting itself there. Calcine's handprints in the steel were still glowing bright, and Calico shied back from the heat. 

Wren let out a sigh of relief. Brandy was sure her heart wouldn't be any calmer after that. She would need a proper breather to calm down and win the Lucky Chant bet, and Brandy wasn't going to give it to her. 

"Okay, good," Wren gulped, shaking her head to clear it. "We still got this, stick to the plan and-"

The anchor had been thrown, but while it had flown through the air, Sparky had been right underneath it, running as fast as her Agility-powered little legs could carry her. She leaped and snatched out at Morgan's ball. Wren tumbled back as fast as she could, but Sparky flicked out a web with a triumphant cry and snatched the ball right out of her hand, swinging her web to hammer throw the ball back to Brandy, the web trailing after her as Brandy fielded it with a jump that years of Volleyball had really helped her perfect. 

"Stick to the plan!" Wren cried out. "This is going to really suck, but we will fight through this."

With Calico wrestling with her anchor, Dinah made a copy of herself, and as it melted into goo, she Mimic'd Calico's Switcheroo and swapped the tar off Ceridwen, who let out a heated breath and wiped her forehead with the back of her sleeve. "We're not out yet. They've still got to make you cum five times. I don't think they can do it."

"You're doing great, Wren," Brandy said, "But that sounded like a challenge, and well, I know a bird who just can't resist those sorts of things."

Brandy threw the binding ball directly at Calcine's chest, and the binding ball sunk into her cleavage as it popped open. She would need to apologize to Morgan later for leaving her so late in the order, but she could at least give her one hell of an entrance. 

It'd be hard to steal the show from Calcine right now, but if anyone could do it, it'd be Morgan.