Being a champion in the League wasn't easy work. Being magically bound to a battlefield in which political issues were decided was hard work, even more when the League organization decided to let summoners dress up their champions with special garments, popularly known as skins, to boost the popularity and the viewership of those events. 

Some of the members of the League didn't mind the new visuals: Sejuani barely noticed any differences in alternate costumes, keeping her mind focused on the battles ahead. Some liked it: Katarina noticed that her Kitty clothing made her look even sexier, making it more difficult to both male and female champions to concentrate while dueling her; Sona felt a bit more confident with her Pentakill skin, despite still having a pretty unimpressive prick. Of course, some were dissatisfied with those policies: Riven had many problems with her bunny suit digging into her ass, making it difficult to utilize her mobility while there was that much friction on her butthole and crotch. 

Soraka didn't mind her two skins. Both had enough space to let her huge, veiny horsecock hang around, even while fully erect. The precum stains on her Divine skirt were a small issue, but it in the end it worked out in her favor: made even the most well endowed male champions insecure of their own tools while distracting female champions with lewd thoughts about the things they would do to have Soraka inside them in the locker room. Of course, all of that would change soon. 

The Starchild was summoned once again to the Fields of Justice, this time wearing an all new skin: Celestine Soraka. Beside her was Miss Fortune. She liked her partner in lane, her deep cleavage never failed to make her horsedick throb. What didn't feel familiar this time was her clothes: while all her other dresses let her gigantic tool free to hang around, flaccid or erect, Celestine's black tights held the horse glued to her right leg, pulsating and struggling to get free. Even her grapefruit-sized balls were squeezed against her crotch with no room to breathe. The problem only got bigger and bigger while the match went on. Sarah's ample bosom jiggled with every shot she fired. "Don't get cocky" was hard to hear while Soraka's dick only grew bigger, making a gigantic, creamy stain of precum just below her knee. Her cock's every vein was outlined against those black tights. "Sure you can handle that?" asked Miss Fortune, smirking while biting her lips at the sight of that majestic prick. 

The match went on for fifty minutes. The Starchild could barely walk by the end, her rod definitely needlessly large, her cumstain already reaching her foot. "Will Fortune favor you today, Soraka?" said Fortune. Soraka dragged Miss Fortune as quick as her gigantic dick let her to the locker room. Sarah was already on her knees, ready for her bounty. Soraka, as quickly as she could, teared off the tights and let her horsecock go free. Her massive member almost slapped Sarah in the face as it jolted upwards, each of its veins throbbing, pumping the magnificient tool full of blood, its head completed covered in thick, yellow and smelly precum that filled Sarah's nostrils with its pungent smell, making her mouth water, her head spin and her pussy quiver in excitement, her fluids already running and dirtying her inner thighs. 

Quickly removing her clothes, Miss Fortune stuck her tongue out, first tasting Soraka's swollen, sweaty balls. Soraka's scent completely dominated Miss Fortune, she moved her tongue upwards slowly, while drinking the nectar that was the Starchild's salty sweat. Following her urethra, Miss Fortune finally reached the top, covered in a thick mousse of precum, which she took into her mouth greedily, tasting the dense cream while trying to swallow it, covering her throat with that intense flavor. She took Soraka's dick with both hands and french kissed the tip, making sure to savor each milimiter of that delicious dick. 

This proved to be too much for the poor goat, which released all her contained seed into Sarah's mouth, the
animalistic amount of cum completely covering her face and breasts. Thick spurts continued to cover her as Soraka moaned thanks to the sweet release. Miss Fortune struggled to breath, the Starchild's musk proving to be strong as the most powerful rums of Bilgewater. But this was not enough for Soraka. Setting her sights on Miss Fortune's slightly gaping pussy, she got rid of the rest of her garment and spread Sarah's legs open, her fiery bush making her pink, open lips even hotter. Miss Fortune was still licking her lips and scooping Soraka's cum out of her plump breasts so she could have one more taste of that delicious cream when suddenly the Starchild rammed her immense horsetool in her unexpecting cunt. Her eyes instantly shot up while she reached a plateau of pleasure, letting out a faint moan, every inch of her pussy filled deep with Soraka's meat while she squirted, dirtying Soraka's sweaty belly with even more fluids. Soraka moved her hips back and Sarah never felt more empty, she needed more of that. Soraka quickly started pistoning Miss Fortune's cunt, stretching it with carnal movements. It wasn't sex, they were mating. Sarah was just being used as Soraka's fleshlight and she loved every second of it. Her tits bounced up and down while Soraka rocked her body, she was reaching a new orgasm while Soraka's horsecock grew bigger and bigger inside her. Soraka intensified her pumping with animalistic groans, feeling her cum rise up quickly. With a cry, she came, pumping Sarah's cunt full of horsecum, stretching her even more. Miss Fortune's eyes rolled back while her belly grew full of Soraka's love juice, having the most powerful orgasm of her life. Soraka painfully disloged her huge member out of Sarah's now gaping wide cunt, making a puddle of cream between her legs. Miss Fortune was laying on the ground, legs still trembling from that experience. 

Soraka took a quick shower while watching Vi give a particularly painful looking handjob to Jinx, dressed back into her normal garbs and walked back to Sarah. She was still on the ground, resting on a pool of semen and now her own urine. "I didn't have a chance to go midmatch with those robes, I hope you don't mind" said Soraka while taking her now flaccid cock in her hands and showering Sarah in her own famous banana juice. Miss Fortune didn't seem to mind. Dirty and humiliated, she was still laying there enjoying Soraka's warm golden shower while thinking when would she be able to fuck again like that.