Mortal Kombat: Liu Kang Fights Shang Tsung

Mortal Kombat: Liu Kang Fights Shang Tsung

Shang Tsung stands stoically in the centre of the arena, the tournament final having drawn many spectators from various realms, their fates depending on this final fight. He moves his hands, enchanting as he shapeshifts from Reptile, to Kabal, and then to Ermac and Rain. He shifts back to himself with a green aura glowing around him.

“I am impressed you managed to outlast all other kombatants, Liu Kang.” Shang Tsung gave a quiet laugh as he glared across the arena to his opponent. “I suppose you consider yourself fortunate to have not shared a similar defeat as your fellow comrades, Takeda and Cole.”

Liu Kang stands across from Shang Tsung, doing lateral lunges to warm up. The crowd cheer hysterically at both, anticipation for this bout seething in the air. The Earthrealm champion raises one hand, summoning an orb of fire which danced in the palm of his hand before he shuts his fist and extinguished the fireball in a puff of smoke, glaring menacingly across at the sorcerer.

“You know what they call me?” he asked, “Champion! Your old, sad body won’t stand a chance.”

Liu Kang lowered himself into his fighting stance as Shang Tsung chuckled to himself, enchanting as his hands danced in a spell, and a cobra materialized in front of him. “Your soul will be mine!”

“FIGHT!” The announcer’s voice boomed throughout the arena and the crowd erupted in cheers and excitement.

Liu Kang starts strong, his fists bursting into flame instantly as he charges towards Shang Tsung. As he closes the distance between them, he launches a direct punch towards the sorcerer’s face. Shang Tsung glows green and instantly vanishes, materializing instead behind Liu Kang. The sorcerer chuckled, clasping his hands behind his back.

“Amateur…” he smirked, before channeling his own flame attack, a blast of fire erupting at Liu Kang’s feet, shooting up.

“Heck!” Earthrealms champion gasps, quickly moving his hands to cover his crotch, managing to block the attack, and bouncing out of the way. “That’s a cheap shot, old man!”

Liu Kang swings his elbow back, striking hard into the sorcerer’s head. Shang Tsung grunts as his temple bursts in pain, staggering back.

“Fool! You are testing my patience!” Shang Tsung bellowed, waving his hands and glowing green before he morphs into Reptile, suddenly launching a slime ball at Liu Kang.

Liu Kang crossed his arms in front of him, the slime ball exploding on his bracers, pushing the warrior back a few steps. But as quickly as Shang Tsung had launched the slime ball, he had morphed back into himself and summoned the apparition of a cobra, which immediately coiled itself around Liu Kang’s leg, slithering up it. The sizzling slime on Liu Kang’s arms had distracted him from the sneaky snake. He feels it sliding up his leg and kicks out.

“Shoo, shoo!” He shakes his leg, before clenching his fiery fist and slamming down towards the snake.

Before Liu Kangs fist connects with the apparition, it suddenly disappears, and the warrior strikes his own leg, the flames catching on Liu Kang’s pants leg. Shang Tsung quickly performed a slide kick, rushing towards the distracted warrior. Liu Kang groans in shock as his legs are taken out from under him, dropping to his hands and knees, temporarily stunned. Shang Tsung materialized behind the fallen Liu Kang, noticing immediately the obvious target that was exposed. He chuckled and shook his head, enchanting once more and summoning fire between Liu Kangs legs, which shot up straight into his awaiting bulge.

Agonized screams escapes Liu Kangs lips and he grits his teeth as the heat envelops his crotch, the fireball catapulting his body over. The warrior rolls on the ground, cupping his roasted balls and moaning in pain, smoking billowing up from his bulge. Shang Tsung chuckled to himself, following up the attack by kicking Liu Kang’s legs apart.

“Your soul is MINE!” The sorcerer transformed into Rain, before soaring up into the air and using a spinning kick back down onto Liu Kang’s crotch.

“Oh, no you don’t!” Liu Kang desperately curls up his legs just as the sorcerer’s leg slams down, foot smashing the ground a few centimetres from Liu Kangs crotch, gasping in relief before launches both legs upward, kicking directly at Shang Tsung’s face.

The sorcerer immediately transformed back into himself as his face was flattened by Liu Kang’s feet. “N-ngyaahh!” he grunted and reeled back, clutching his face.

Liu Kang ran towards his opponent, leaping up into the air and performing his signature Bicycle Kick move. It connects, and Shang Tsung is driven back, his frustrations growing before he finally manages to raise his hands and deflects the attacking warrior with a blast of green energy, exploding from his core which knocks Liu Kang back.

“Oh, shoot.” Liu Kang mutters to himself, a final thrust of his foot against the sorcerer’s chest to propel himself backward, flipping until he landed on his feet.

As the sorcerer’s green aura pulses around him, Liu Kang generates his own fireball and hurls it from his hands towards his opponent. Shang Tsung sees the fireball propelling towards him and waves his hands before disappearing and then materializing behind Liu Kang again, this time slamming his foot up between the warrior’s legs from behind.

“Guhhh!” Liu Kang lets out a painful groan as the sorcerer’s foot crushing his balls up to his body, tiptoeing forward and trembling, just as his legs buckled and he collapses to his knees, hands buried between his legs and cupping his aching nuts. “F-fuck…you…”

A deep and menacing laugh escapes Shang Tsung lips as he stands behind the downed warrior.

“I feel now, given your insolence, that perhaps I will spare your soul,” the sorcerer sneered, slowly reaching between Liu Kang’s legs from behind, “in exchange for the souls of your descendants!”

Shang Tsung clamps his fingers down on Liu Kang’s bulge, grabbing his nuts and squeezing them tightly through his pants.

“Ughhhh, noooo!” Liu Kang’s body jolts and freezes and his hips squirms and arches, feeling the sorcerer’s grip tight on his nuts.

The warrior reaches down and tries desperately to pry the hand fastened hard around his balls, his legs closing closer together around the sorcerer’s hand. Shang Tsung’s eyes flashed with an evil glimmer, and he smirked as his hand suddenly erupted in flames, incinerating Liu Kang’s pants before he raked back with a rough ball claw, tearing what was left of Liu Kang’s pants clean off him.

“Shit!” Liu Kang’s eyes open wide with terror as his pants shred, revealing his pink briefs, covered in a big white star stretched across his tightly packed bulge.

Liu Kang clasped his hands in front of his exposed bulge, blushing as he looked every which way at the crowd, who were all fixated at what was happening before their very eyes. Shang Tsung notices immediately the star, smirking sinisterly.

“Let us replicate that star!” He chuckled, transforming into Ermac.

As Ermac, Shang Tsung levitated Liu Kang into the air, holding him there and spreading his arms and legs wide, the warrior now hovering like a star for the entire audience to see. Shang Tsung moved towards the hero, standing under his opponent and then launched an uppercut into Liu Kang’s exposed and unprotected bulge, the crowd having a clear view of everything outlined in them being flattened by Shang Tsung’s knuckles.

“G-GYAHHHH!” Liu Kang’s eyes cross and his cheeks puff out, a sharp and deep cry erupting from him as the sorcerer’s fist crunched his balls against his body.

Liu Kang convulses, suspended in the air as he tugs and pulls on his limbs, unable to break free. He glanced down in horror, knowing that while the pain was immense and his balls were throbbing in agony, his cock betrayed him and slowly was becoming more and more aroused, impossible to hide from the eyes of the audience in his tight briefs. Shang Tsung also noticed Liu Kang’s seeming arousal and pointed it out to the audience before he suddenly launched another uppercut into the warrior’s pulsing balls. Lowering his fist, he launched it up again, crunching the nuts and this time, pinning his fist there, twisting and grinding his knuckles deeper into Liu Kang’s balls.

“Ohhh, Uhhhhh!” Liu Kang yelps and groans while his body twists and turns, squirming against his will at every blow to his throbbing nuts, limbs trembling.

As more pleasure sweeps over the warrior’s body, every nerve ending triggered, his cock writhes furiously and erects to full length, painfully poking against the white star and oozes precum. Shang Tsung senses Earth’s champion is nearing his end and pauses, reaching up slowly and pulling down his briefs, exposing him completely to the audience. Then he steps slowly in front of Liu, posing for his fatality.

“Your descendants’ souls are MINE!” He hissed, before he reached out and a green aura encircled Liu Kang’s balls, a snake of green glowing energy wrapping itself around his nuts and constricting on them, tugging, and squeezing as Shang Tsung started to suck, the aura stretching from Lie Kang’s balls and up the cock, drifting across to Shang Tsung as the sorcerer tried to extract the descendants from Liu Kang’s aching nuts.

“GAHHH!” Liu Kang yelps in pain as the aura coils around his balls and squeezes them, forcing more and more precum to ooze out.

Fists clenched, the warrior steeled himself and roared defiantly. “You…c-can’t...!”

Liu Kang struggles against the move, desperately resisting succumbing to the sorcerer and surrendering his seed to him.

“Stubborn fool!” Shang Tsung hissed, before he suddenly transformed into Liu Kang and launched his own bicycle kick to the suspended and trapped Liu Kang.

Kick after kick pummeled away at the warrior’s nuts, busting them non-stop while the green aura continues to coil around and crunch Liu Kang’s nuts in such a humiliating fashion. Earthrealms champion twists and jerks as his cock sways from side-to-side at the endless torture of his genitals, splattering precum everywhere when he felt his body tense.

“O-ohhhh!” Liu Kang shudders, and suddenly cum was pumped out of his cock.

Thick ropes of Liu Kang’s cum erupts, spurting and spraying into the green aura around Liu Kang’s cock and balls, his face twisting into a mixture of pain and pleasure, panting ferociously as he was drained. Shang Tsung transforms back into himself and stood before the cumming Liu Kang, the warrior’s balls noticeably being compressed to crunch out every last drop.

“See this, Earth, that your realm stands no chance against us!” Shang Tsung released Liu Kang, who dropped to the ground dazed, drained, and defeated, cock pointing directly up above his swollen nuts. “We have won nine tournaments in a row now, and it only takes one more for us to rule the realms forever!”

With that, Shang Tsung sent a final kick between Liu Kang’s legs, kicking his emptied balls hard, forcing a final trickle of cum to leak from the warrior’s cock. Liu Kang moans weakly, shuddering as he slowly fades, to the words echoing around the arena…

“Shang Tsung, WINS!”

END