With this battle ending, the top 8 have been decided in this exciting digestive tournament of vore and bellies! Hehe xP Anyway I'd like to thank everyone so far for being a part of this competition and letting your votes be heard. It's awesome to see how many actually like these things.

I can't make any promises when I'll start writing the quarterfinal battles because I have a doctors appointment tomorrow and no clue how THAT will turn out so...best to wait for results before I commit to writing more. But hopefully it won't be longer than a week =P

Congrats  Bobinfinity for winning the final round of this set of matches.

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Match 8: Maltres Vs RainbowDragon (Second half/Conclusion)


RD was barreling towards the quadropedal red and black dragon, ready to deal a considerate blow to her to ensure his win. What he didn't expect however, was how she'd stepped over to the side at the last minute, and used her tail to trip up the blue scaled dragon! "W-Whaaaaaa!" RD cried out, tripping and landing on his face. "oof!"

Maltres snickered at the casual fall, and was about to leap out of the way when she heard the whistle that indicated a car was coming by and quickly leapt onto one of the roof's when a blue sedan went charging through the street and ended up clipping into the shapeshifting dragon which didn't seem to help his case. "Ugh...that's it no more mister nice dragon..."

He started changing shape again, this time into a blue and white scaled Charizard, and fly right towards Maltres, mouth agape to shoot a flamethrower her way.

This got the dragoness to duck to avoid the flames that were roaring over her. This transformation buisiness was gettijng annoying...But she couldn't do much when a tail suddenly wrapped around her. "ooof!"

RD was staring at her, his maw drooling a bit as he believed he now won. "Well..time to wi-"

There was a shift in RD's facial expression from victorious to pained as Maltres's tail jabbed into his stomach, pumping him with her venom which forced him to lessen his grip over her enough for her to climb on out, grinning smugly. "YOu should really subdue a poisonous dragoness BEFORE you try to eat her."

The blue charizard didn't really answer with anything other than a groan as he brought both his clawed paws to his stomach, staring her over before a pair of hindpaws reached out and smacked him along the chest, knocking him on his back and forcing him back into his base dragon form. "uuuugh..."

"There's not much else you can do with my poison so..." She suddenly gripped at the RainbowDragon's tail and started slurping up that colorful appendage with a hungry look in her eyes.

While RD was incapacitated by the poison, he could still move enough to see a bulge running down Maltres's neck, and knew that was where his tail was going...! Panic shifted inside of him as he tried to pull away, he even tried to transform into a snorlax to try and keep his legs from being pulled in but he was too weak to maintain the shape, and ended up comedically deflating as his legs vanished down the dragoness's gullet.

"Ugh...lost in the first round." RD groaned and lifted his hands to try and pry open Maltres's maw so that he could slip out, but this only seemed to serve to lock him in further as his hands slipped on the slippery surface and got caught in those jaws. A few more swallows and he'd be just a pair of shoulders and a head.

Maltres loked down at the dragon who's head barely poked out of her maw and gave it a firm push with a claw to seal him away. She snapped her jaws shut behind RD and tilted her head back to make one final swallow, her belly swelling and bulging with the large quantity of meat that suddenly filled it. "Aaaah...maybe, but you were a worthy foe. I hope we can fight again sometime." She belched thickly and watched as the scenery around them faded away.

Suddenly the quarterfinals bracket lit up, showing the images of the eight fighters that made it past the first round, and Maltres noticed her image was the last to fill in the slots. She then looked down at her belly which started gurgling loudly, already! "heh...guess I better digest you quick so I can be ready for my second course...!"

She began padding down the hall, leaving behind the cheering crowd that was ready for the quarterfinals.

(Match 8 conclusion! Winner: Maltres)