Ushiwakamaru ’s Ooze (POV Story)

By: Fatedmeal

Do Dogs Dream?

Through the halls of Chaldea, a chortling laughter could be heard echoing. A forceful and haughty noise that desired the attention of everyone to hear. The vibrant pink hair bounced up and down as the owner of such a noise regarded the scandalously clad r ider c lass s ervant. Queen Medb’s voice rung in Ushiwakamaru’s ears as she tried to increase the distance between the two of them. Without much success as the Celtic Queen continued with her verbal assault.

“Really. Who do you think you are as to challenge Cú like that ? You’re barely half a Servant and not much of a woman either. Unlike me. The only reason that master even tolerates you is because you’re such a loyal mutt.” Queen Medb stood tall as Ushiwakamaru panted. The latter h aving lost a foot race against Cú Chulainn. Although, it was one that the winner was reluctant to accept. As Cú had noticed, too late, that Medb had placed a trap for his opponent Ushiwakamaru. The entire affair leaving a sour taste in the Celtic hero’s mouth as the Queen simply used their honorable duel as an opportunity to needlessly vent on another student.

Thus, Cú Chulainn not wishing to be treated as Queen Medb’s dog once more w ent elsewhere. Leaving Ushiwakamaru to maneuver away from the annoying woman. “Hah…if I’m such a mutt then maybe I should look out. I wouldn’t want to turn around and find that you have become enamored with me. Like you have with your Celtic dog.” Ushiwakamaru b i t back at Medb with her own scathing words. The rider class servant didn’t hol d any ill will against Cú. Ushiwakamaru simply uttered what she thought would irk the bitch of a queen of the most. Her attempt was successful as the pink-haired woman’s face became redder than her own hair. The warrior queen froze in place as Ushiwakamaru widened the distance between the two of them .

Fucking bitch. Who is she to think that she can talk to a Queen like me in such a way? It is only by my magnanimous nature that I grace her and others needlessly with my presence…I’ll show that lowly female dog her place.

Medb thought as she scoffed at Ushiwakamaru’s asymmetrical outfit. A purple sleeve was over the servant’s left arm and ended at her bare hand. While a white sleeve was over her right arm and ended at a gloved hand. The rider class servant was shirtless and merely wore a vest that covered the nipples of her breasts. Ushiwakamaru’s vest taper ed upwards to a collar with a fuzzy ball at the front of her neck. She wore red eye makeup that highlighted her blue eyes, and a thin red headband that ended as circles near her hairline. The circles stationed above Ushiwakamaru’s thin eyebrows. The servant’s hair was organized into a long ponytail that reached her calves. A skirt was tied together by red rope. The knot right in front of her crotch that were covered by undergarments. Ushiwakamaru’s feet were adorned with tabi socks and geta sandals. Most of these features blurred in the distance from Medb’s burning vision.

Ushiwakamaru rounded the corner and bumped into someone that she was more amicable with. “ Oh, hi Ushiwakamaru! Would you be partial in joining me in this new fighting game? I have found one where one of the characters are able to decapitate their opponent’s heads.” Tomoe Gozen excitedly said as she had recently obtained a new game on the recommendation of the master of Chaldea. To her surprise, Ushiwakamaru only nodded indifferently at Tomoe Gozen’s statement. Ushiwakamaru walked away and left Tomoe Gozen looking at the slightly despondent warrior.

“Maybe another time…”

Ushiwakamaru paced slowly on her way back to her room. Not wishing to talk to anyone. Even her master who she had seen in another room. The rider gave pause as she looked at how you were able to freely talk with others. It was more than understandable considering how great you were. But there were times that Ushiwakamaru wished that you would just look at her. That there were less servants at Chaldea.

I shouldn’t be too selfish Don’t want to take up all of master’s time.

Ushiwakamaru yawned and batter her eyes. It was time to get to bed for the warrior. For another day that hopefully wouldn’t be as dreadful as today.

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“What?! Where…oh…shit!” You woke up in the middle of a white expanse. Of course, this wasn’t the first time that this has happened for the Chaldean master.

God Damn it! Who shrunk me this time? BB, Kiara, or…Astolfo again.

You recalled the time that the pink haired feminine rider incidentally shrinking down the both of you to infiltrate Mordred’s room.

Why did I even listen to him in the first place.

You looked around for any clues of how you got this small. Anxiety welled up within you.

And w hy didn’t I just go on a vacation with Mash and the rest of the core staff?

You sighed internally as you already kn ew why. It simply seemed too much of a hassle to plan for a vacation on such short notice. It probably would have been too stressful to get everything organized that the vacation would have been more of a chore.

Now you had to contend with the stressful situation that one of your s ervants placed on you. There may have been no hints as to who caused this nearby, but you were able to recognize the room of a trusted servant who has always had your best interest at heart. Albeit to an obsessive degree at times, but it was subdued compared to how other servants had interacted with you. It was the room of the ever-loyal Ushiwakamaru.

Fortunately, the door slid open as you requested Da Vinci to modify the rooms to sense your smaller stature. In case you ever found yourself in a situation such as whe n you were yelling at Astolfo as the two of you were running away from Mordred. The brazen servant attempting to squish the two of you with a swift movement of their hand. The blonde-haired and scowling individual mist ook the two of you for oddly colored insects.

Entering Ushiwakamaru’s room you saw that it must have been nighttime. As the servant was sleeping soundly within her bed.

Probably explains why I feel so tired. It’s not morning yet.

You were already aware from past experiences that your voice wouldn’t be able to travel that far of a distance. Thus, y ou began the trek to Ushiwakamaru’s bed. The design of the bed’s frame has always been something you appreciated. The clean and sleek appearance matching the high-tech design of the organization. Although, it made for a difficult climb. You noted as there was a distinct lack of footholds. Thus, you took your shoes off to use your toes and the sweat you built up to adhere to the grains on the frame’s surface. Debris that would have otherwise gone unnoticed if you were your normal size. Thus, it would be sufficient to say you had completed your daily quota of exercise for the next day. Having lifted yourself over onto the covers that Ushiwakamaru laid on. Your respirations were short and pressured as you inspected your own condition.

I’ve barely made any distance…yet I feel so fatigued. Weakened.

You dragged yourself off your feet. Noticing the dirt stains that your foot left . They probably amounted to a millimeter of a smudge. The only ones who would have paid attention to that would have been Nightingale or Artoria Maid.

I feel so sweaty and dirty after that climb…and so insignificant.

You fe lt your heart race. Unsure if it was because the precariousness of your situation made you fearful or…excited. It may have been both, and that is why you didn’t trust yourself at this size. BB and Kiara were one thing, but to get shrunken down as part of Astolfo’s crazy schemes spoke volumes of how easily influenced you were . If the two of you hadn’t fallen into the firm trampoline that was an unaware Bradamante’s rear, then you weren’t sure what would have occurred to you. Astolfo probably even had some flimsy reasoning behind his plan which you hesitantly agreed to. One that no person in their right mind should have considered.

No…maybe I’m not in my right mind.

You thought as you passed Ushiwakamaru’s toes. Her soles were upturned as she laid on the front of her body . The stringent and bitter aroma of her training and swordsmanship had left a sour taste on your tongue. At your minuscule size it almost felt as if your sometimes overeager servant had stuffed her socks into your mouth. You tried to shift your thoughts from more lascivious ones by focusing on the incredulity of such a situation.

That could probably happen. She might do that to me if I irritated her enough. Although, I wouldn’t be able to stay mad at her.

The glimmering in her eyes after having completed a directive was an innocently beautiful one. Even as Ushiwakamaru committed herself to the most grueling of tasks. The servant licking the blood of her enemies, man, and monste r off her face. We all had our vices. At least that is what you would surmise. Although Ushiwakamaru had her cruel side, she had never displayed the callousness that a select few of servants had towards your condition. The individuals who riled your heart up in ways that it shouldn’t have been. You couldn’t help experiencing those feelings each time, despite these emotions vanishing moments before mortal termination. Such arousal of course was never aroused from Ushiwakamaru. As you viewed her like a doting little sister … with a thirst for the blood of your enemies.

Instead of that iron smell, a different variant of her hard efforts entered your nose as a pungent fragrance. Your eyes widened as you beheld Ushiwakamaru’s bottomless appearance. The rider servant deign ed to go without her undergarments. Her ass completely bare as the skirt was pushed to the side. However, what captivated your sight for a longer period was the sheared blade that laid underneath Ushiwakamaru’s ass. In place of where you would expect her vulva to be was a flaccid organ of a mighty aroma. The pale shaft laid like a soft and fleshy hose underneath the weight of her full balls. The penis glans and scrotum b ore a healthy pink hue that refracted the light in a somewhat glaring manner. You couldn’t take your eyes away from the sight. Subtle movements that would have been imperceptible to the eye, slight movements of the shaft and the testicles rolling to and fro as Ushiwakamaru breathed in and out.

Before you even noticed what you were doing, you had ventured in between the rider’s stalwart thighs and stood just a couple inches away from the resting mass.

Wait. What am I doing?

You shook your head breaking yourself of the spellbound daze your mind had entered.

Great. Now how am I going to get out of this.

First, the safest path would be to go back the way you came from and walk around the perimeter of Ushiwakamaru’s body. Although, that would take a long time and there is no telling what Ushiwakamaru’s sleeping form would do in the meantime. Second, you could climb over her thighs. The fibrous tissue would be able to serve as a suitable foothold. However, you couldn’t help but imagine Ushiwakamaru swatting at you as if you were a gnat. That and there wasn’t that much room to hide if she decided to roll in her sleep. This was another path where becoming a smear on the rider’s body was a very real possibility. One that would be mixed with her sweat and become a congealed and dried mixture. That would be washed off the next time the servant deigned to douse herself with water. Third, you could climb up her ass. Unlike the thighs there was a cleft between her cheeks that could serve as a crevice to hide in. Furthermore, it was a much quicker path then the other two. Getting to Ushiwakamaru’s lower back would be easier. The curvature would allow you ample space to hide and maneuvers to utilize in the case of any seismic activity. Although, t he only reason that you hesitated was because of the organic monster that laid in front of your path. The penis’s head was front and center with its vertical mouth slightly agape. Just the size of the flaccid length was larger than you by a length that was more than one of your heads long.

Okay. Just have to move as fast as possible. Don’t look back and everything should be fine.

Without even a second thought. An odd wave traveled up your spine that nearly caused you to pause. The thin skin of Ushiwakamaru’s scrotum slapp ed against your leg with a weighty plop as her testicles pushed against your musculature. Even as your cute servant snoozed you could feel something mov e within. A thick liquid that didn’t belong to the adorable image you had painted of Ushiwakamaru’s image in your head.

Stop. Stop. I can’t take advantage of her in my head. I’m going to keep moving.

Thus, you placed your foot on top of the skin and followed it with the other. Your body to the side of the vertical line that demarcated the servant’s perineum. However, what you hadn’t considered was the possibility of Ushiwakamaru rolling the moment you had climbed above her testicles. The weight of which you would become intimately familiar with. As only the trembling of Ushiwakamaru’s skin served as a warning before your world turned upside down. The rider rolled her body to the right side of the bed and closer to the wall far from her door. You felt the blood rush up to your head as you instinctively maintained your grip on her skin. While your face was pressed against the region of skin between her rear and genitalia, you felt your environment get hotter before you saw a shadow.

SMACK

The ovoid platform below now rushed against your body and enwrapped you. Encompassing you in a moist warmth that invaded your senses and directly assaulted your cranium. The unfamiliar musk melted your mind like butter. A stringent aroma penetrated such a gelatinous structure like a knife. You didn’t even notice that you had let go of Ushiwakamaru’s skin. Nor had you noticed that the scrotum that contained her weighty balls adhered tightly below your head. The sweaty residue and dried white liquid forming a seal. Within this organic darkness you were made audience to the gentle sloshing within Ushiwakamaru’s ball sack. Noises that were accompanied by the peculiar noises of production. Like the dying breaths of an animal with blood spurting out of its mouth.

S lush

Guergle

A virile harmony that was oddly soothing for your eardrums. Your eyes roll ed towards the back of your head as the gentle waves of pleasurable lust erode your melted brain.

A figurative statement but one that may very well be literal. If more servants knew how easily you could be dominated, then you would probably be nothing more than a smear at this size. Most likely the result of one of the more hedonistic servants. Even at your normal size they could just grab and gulp you down into their sweltering abyss. Their tongue violating your sensitive regions as their insides scrub against you. Breaking down your barriers in a painful embrace as you are reduced mentally into a quivering mess. Their tongue would roll over your decadent skin and tease your crotch. After they mulched heartily on your rear, they would swallow you languidly up to your toes. Knowing that they possessed you mind, heart, and soul. From that point the predator who you were once a master to would chew and lick on your freshly washed soles. Before sending them down with a furtive and wet swallow. Your form would bulg e their stomach as they caressed it. Messing up your senses as you were left vulnerable to the machinations of their digestive system. Only to be turned into a weighty mash.

Mash. Mash. Oh, wait Mash!

It was just one word that passed through your pheromone-induced paranoia, but it acted as a catalyst to awaken you from the lustful diurnal somnolence. The image of your dear kouhai and how she would feel if you were lost passed through your mind.

Ugh. Would Ushiwakamaru even see me under her scrotum when she wakes up. Dang it’s hot.

You could feel the dried cum from a past ejaculation liquefy over you. The aged cream traveled down your body like a gr imy sludge. The cloudy muck creat ed a veritable bog within the enclosed environment. Reawaken ing from your pleasant nightmare had brought you back to this hazardous reality. The air was minute and the oxygen that you were able to carry into your lungs was laced by the residue of sweat, urine, and sperm that had been concentrated within Ushiwakamaru’s clothing. It nearly made you gag with revulsion as you felt your body grow warm within the aversive elements. Especially the region around your own groin. Despite the burning in your eyes and other sensitive membranes your groin displayed your arousal.

No. I can’t fall under these temptations again.

Thus, you began to struggle. Pushing against the skin in what seemed to be a futile effort. As it only seemed to incite the sperm propagating balls to churn even more aggressively.

Glurluoush

A devastating sequence of events occurred as you felt the burning of your eyes and nose become muted compared to the pain in your lungs and muscles. The balls press ed down upon you with greater weight as Ushiwakamaru’s dick rose . The widening base of the phallus, engorged by blood, displaced the sack of skin, the sperm-producing organ, and the hot vasculature further upon your frame. You could feel time slow down as the soft wall began to grow firm as the once malleable testicles found less and less space to take up. Thus, they squeezed down upon you in their greed. Like an iron press whose purpose was to reduce you into an indiscernible smear. One that would be unknowingly washed away by your loyal servant before she would go about her day. Ushiwakamaru would p robably search for you without a clue as to having obliterated your corpse with a shower of water that she used to clean her body.

However, this appeared to not be your fate. By no part was this due to your own action or resolve. At least that is how it seemed to you. As you felt the walls that squeezed you tremble. As Ushiwakamaru moved with purpose. The servant, having risen from her slumber, directed her hand towards your prison.

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Graphic Dream Sequence Ahead: Gorey Sexual Content

Schluck

This must be a dream. At least that is what Ushiwakamaru liked to tell herself. As the more sensible parts of her believed that she wouldn’t be capable of committing such acts. Especially if they were in reality.

Schluck

Her cock grew in girth and length as the cooling warmth was siphoned off by her dick. As if the sexual organ was drinking up the last ebbs of life from her master’s corpse. Your body was discarded on the floor. Where your head used to be was a bleeding stub of a neck.

Squelch

Ushiwakamaru gripped your hair as she felt the internal structures eviscerate under the might of her burgeoning weapon. Her dick plowing through your eye socket as the aqueous humor within your right eye dripped out. The clear liquid flowing out with greater volume than the tears that once streaked your face.

Schlurk

Such a sight only further aroused Ushiwakamaru in her dreams. The servant only wis hed to be closer to her master. A well-known fact, but no one knew to what extent her fantasies of desire had taken form. The display of blood and matter splattering out of her master’s dripping skull as she pushed her dick in and out of your skull was truly a horrific sight. One that would challenge the nightmarish fantasies of some of the more sadistic servants in your motley crew.

Slish

Pulling out her dick, Ushiwakamaru saw the lumpy gray matter decorating the glans before she shoved it back in.

These dreams of hers had become lewder and taboo the more the bond between the two of you had grown. As the rider felt she had to repress her feelings for you. This canine growing envious of the attention that you were giving to the other s ervants of Chaldea. Ushiwakamaru couldn’t maneuver herself tactfully or femininely like the other servants. She was a warrior through and through. Even when her feelings had grown to the point that they matched her attachment to her brother, she couldn’t change herself from the bloody warrior. One that could only relate and fawn over other warriors in conversation. Ushiwakamaru being the type of servant who would have an easier time communing with ferocious nature than fruity and girly makeup like Queen Medb.

Sclurch

Such thoughts were reflected by how Ushiwakamaru’s dream progressed. Her phallus being colored a deep red from the blood that now soaked it. Your head having grown cold just as Ushiwakamaru let out a deluge of white gunk into the fresh head. Her dick pulsated as it ejected out the gooey love into your cranium. As if to replace the gray matter that had been displaced. Through this dream experience, Ushiwakamaru could feel an atypical tickle in the region between her ball sack and rear. As if something were moving around them . The servant nearly cursing at this sensation that begun to warp the surroundings of her dream. Ushiwakamaru was waking up back to reality. One where you weren’t solely hers.

End Dream Sequence

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Ushiwakamaru blinked once and then twice. She was back in the cool environment of her room all alone. However, she still felt that itch underneath her ball s after rousing herself from her sleep. Her morning wood a prime example of tumescent stature that many would be envious of . With minimal wasted movement she reached to scratch the itch. Ushiwakamaru first tested the skin of her scrotum before investigating deeper. Eventually she would reach the region between her warm ovoids and pert rear. Although, the rider pause d as she felt a foreign object underneath her genitalia. A squirming organism which she deftly pinched between her fingers. The servant would have typically squashed it and flung the corpse to the disposal bin. However, Ushiwakamaru wanted to s ee the insect’s innards squish out of its shell as she squashed it. As she had just awoken from her snuff fantasy. One that the servant wouldn’t dare enact on her master. After all they were just that. Master and servant. The relationship ever clear to the retainer. Just as how Ushiwakamaru recognized the insect ‘s proper place to pathetically writhe between her whorled fingers. Dexterous extensions of her appendages that clutched its body to the point that the servant could feel the insect’s blood pumping rapidly. Delivering the life-giving essence in a futile effort. When it would only serve to drench Ushiwakamaru’s calloused hand as she squeezed the life out of the lowly being. The ocean blue eyes shined down on the small figure. It was at this moment that t he drowsiness of her rested eyes evaporated like a fog on an early morning coast. The being that struggl ed against her was merely enwrapped by a few of Ushiwakamaru’s fingers. Its unfamiliar texture , c overing…and the visage of fright. It became readily apparent to Ushiwakamaru who was between her fingers.

“ MASTER! ”

Ushiwakamaru immediately pursed her lips as she saw you bring your hands away from a waving position. As you were currently clutching your ears in pain from the volume of Ushiwakamaru’s voice. She couldn’t help but imagine that her master was clutching his bleeding ears. A result of the casual action of the servant. An individual in Chaldea who was only 5’6” (168 cm) possessed a voice that could permanently rob you, her master, of your hearing. A feeling of dread suffused through Ushiwakamaru until she saw you move your hands away from ears that weren’t bloodied . You weakly gave a thumbs up to signal your status. Relief washed over Ushiwakamaru having not permanently injured her master. Although, a sense of guilt had replaced the servant’s dread as she looked down past you. The phallus having not gone flaccid from your pained state. Instead, it seemed to only feed upon your misery. Pulsating with warmth as blood pooled out into the glans of the half-erect organ. A tiny voice crept from the recesses of Ushiwakamaru’s head.

How…small .

Ushiwakamaru tried to banish such thoughts in her mind, but her body agreed. The giantess of a woman licked her lips involuntarily as her fiery blue eyes burned their gaze on you. A fact that was readily apparent between the sweat that coated your back and the sound of Ushiwakamaru’s massive swaying member.

Did…did Ushiwakamaru just lick her lips.

Fear took root within you, but you swiftly expelled such emotions . You looked down from the carnal image you painted on Ushiwakamaru’s visage and to her bare abdomen which moved up and down .

No. This is just in my head. Just a lust-induced visual hallucination.

You attributed the rapid and shallow breaths of your servant as being due to her being as frightened as you are by this situation. Rather than a perverse desire that complemented your own.

I can’t just attribute my own sick fantasies to Ushiwakamaru. She is the exact opposite of teasingly cruel servants like BB.

Although, after telling yourself this you can’t help but think of the slow drawl of Ushiwakamaru’s tongue betwixt her lips. You were gently brought closer to your servant’s face. The light sheen left by her saliva still evident.

Yea. She has always been like an excitable little puppy.

But then your thoughts strayed to what you had seen dogs do to beings smaller than them. Your world spun once more interrupting these thoughts. Your body held parallel to Ushiwakamaru’s nose. Her nares inflated outwards as they blew out a warm breeze of stale air.

“Master. You’re okay right?”

You nod before testing your voice. Ushiwakamaru’s grin upon being able to decipher your words was nearly reciprocated on your end. Until you let your gaze linger too long on the saliva-soaked pearly whites. Her canines looked as if they were especially suited to tear into your flesh.

Y ou recounted how you got to this point to Ushiwakamaru . Stumbling on the part of being entrapped under Ushiwakamaru’s testicles. A fact that was not unnoticed by the servant as you tried to move past that portion of the story tactfully.

Master…do you enjoy this size difference?

Ushiwakamaru thought as you failed at hiding your true desires from her. She noticed the parts of your story where you became oddly flustered. The voice in Ushiwakamaru’s head became louder. Gaining more traction in the warrior’s mind as the plurality held by other sensibilities became smaller.

So easy to defile. Can I really call you a master at this size?

Ushiwakamaru decided to test these unknown waters.

“Master, you are looking a little dirty. I’ll clean you up.” Ushiwakamaru statement was true. The sweat and grime had drenched your clothes. You thought that Ushiwakamaru was going to take your clothes off to was you under a sink . A scenario that you were about to voice your discontent about. Your small voice vanished within your mouth as Ushiwakamaru’s maw widened. Trails of goopy saliva broke as her jaws separated. The viscous spittle sprayed over your form as the tangible bog of Ushiwakamaru’s breath washed over you. The pungent taste and smell burned through your senses and drenched your clothes even further. At least that was how it felt as your servant unintentionally exhaled on you. Rather, this was mere moments before you were actually drenched.

“ Ushi…! ”

SPLAT

You had sunk into the pliable surface as Ushiwakamaru stuck her tongue out and pushed her hand forwar d . The cloying surface and bristles of the servant’s tastebuds rubbed against you abrasively. S weat and grime were washed away with the acrid liquid that seeped through your clothes. A proteinaceous smell, one that reminded you of the many corpses you have seen during your travels at the behest of Chaldea, travele d up your cribrifo rm plate and along your olfactory nerve. The stimulus so intense that your central nervous system was unable to tell where the ghastly atmosphere ended, and your body began. Your senses were overloaded processing this nascent sensory information that you thought you were melting onto Ushiwakamaru’s tongue. The body of a human was never meant to experience such intense stimuli at a small size. Your mind interpret ed yourself melting like a dollop of ice cream on Ushiwakamaru warm tongue. The foggy breath was like the steam drifting up from your melting body. The cohesiveness and stability of your form was not conveyed to you until your servant began to drag her tongue up and down your form. The languid pink beast smearing you with the grainy detritus leftover from Ushiwakamaru’s past meals. Along with the servant’s saliva, this film replaced the sweat and grime that she left on you earlier. The oral mixture filled your gaping mouth. Your throat involuntarily swallowed down the bitter swill as you finally recalled that you weren’t hot ice cream dripping out of her mouth to only land on her breasts.

Without a doubt , in your barely lucid mind, this was the most horrid drink that you were forced to guzzle. Yet, it was this humiliating act of slurping down this acidic smoothie that served as the tipping point. You felt the hot surface of Ushiwakamaru’s tongue become warmer around your genitalia. Your essence spilled out from your groin and basted the servant’s tongue with your taste. The experience of sexual gratification br oke you from the second euphoric stupor that you had been subjected to by Ushiwakamaru.

Her balls…her tongue. I’m absolutely helpless against Ushiwakamaru’s form.

Hopelessness filled your body as the slimy surface that you were glued to begin to retract inwards. The calcium blocks above and below you passed by as the light of Ushiwakamaru’s room vanished. Replaced by the cavernous red of the servant’s mouth. Her lips closed around your feet. The soft pillows pursed as your servant casually sucked on your form. The little treat that you had dropped off for her earlier incentivized the warrior to relish this tasting session . As two fingers of one of her hand s held onto your lower legs from between her pu r sed lips. Letting in both a glimpse of light and cool air into the simmering swamp of Ushiwakamaru’s mouth. The rider used her free hand to tease her breasts as she gazed down at he r dick. A turgid structure that reached past her flat navel and near the curve of her small underboob. Ushiwakamaru would attend to it later. Right now, she was swishing the saliva that swelled within her mouth around her master. Letting your natural taste flavor the broth before Ushiwakamaru swallowed.

GULP

MMMMHH

You thought that your legs were going to fracture from the pressure of the flow of slimy and hot liquids around you. The stream of saliva pulled down by an invisible vacuum created by the motions of Ushiwakamaru’s oral cavity. Her tongue lifted upwards and pressed your form against the arch of her mouth. The sticky ceiling didn’t ameliorate the viscosity of the rancid lake you bathed in. The pull of sticky water nearly t ore you from Ushiwakamaru’s grip and into the clutches of her imposing throat . Thanks to the light between Ushiwakamaru’s lips, you could barely see the small items within your pockets drift away. Along with the force of the waves. Volumes of fluid that crashed against the back of your servant’s soft throat before falling down the organic falls.

I would barely even count as a snack.

The thought crossed your mind as you were pulled roughly out of your servant’s mouth.

Pop

Ushiwakamaru smacked her lips before licking them. The translucent and effervescent saliva that coated her tongue was clear to the master who was still coughing the very same fluid. This time it was obvious to you that there was a desirous gaze behind Ushiwakamaru’s countenance. She broke out into a hungry grin.

“Master, let’s have some more fun.” She breathed out against you and caused your drenched clothes to flutter from the humid wind. The way her whispered voice vibrated your body commanded both obedience and respect. You could only meekly nod in resigned affirmation. Causing the cheeky servant’s grin to widen even further like she was an excited dog who had found a new toy .

Any sense of caution or hesitation was thrown out. At such a small size it was unlikely that there was enough of you to go around with the other servants. You were hers and hers alone…and Ushiwakamaru was going to make the most of it. As it seemed that the loyal and dog-like servant was in heat.

You realized that your concerns of taking advantage of Ushiwakamaru with your fantasies was misplaced. In fact, you were going to be taken advantage of.

Bound by Red

It was just yesterday that Ushiwakamaru was accosted by Queen Medb , who accused her of being equivalent to a lowly serf. Tomoe Gozen’s attempts to lighten the rider’s mood were to no avail. Afterwards, Ushiwakamaru walk ed away from an opportunity to lean on your shoulder because of her own self-deprecation. It is surprising how a change of positions would affect the dynamic between the two of you. After being shrunken down by unknown means you went to the nearest room that appeared to be safe. Ushiwakamaru was always a trustworthy and earnest companion. That earnestly metamorphosed after Ushiwakamaru found you plastered between her perineum and churning balls. Her dick was erect at the thought that her much larger size both caused fear and mollified it. The mix of erotic horror that you experienced only seem to incite Ushiwakamaru even further. The servant , whose love for you had grown from afar , finally had you all to herself, and she wouldn’t let such a chance pass by. You were lubricated from head to toe in the gooey secretions of her mouth. Slurped in and sucked on like a piece of candy with the excuse of being cleaned. Thoroughly drenched in Ushiwakamaru’s salivary secretions to prime yo u for the next step.

Just from the prior experiences alone a surge of dopamine and adrenaline flooded the biological systems of you two. Your hearts raced in tandem as the waves of biologically induced pleasure increased in frequency. The depth of such waves brought a flushing to your exposed skin. Your arousal displayed without having to look at one and another’s loins. However, that was not an option for you as Ushiwakamaru’s member which not only reached up to the lower curves of her breasts, but you were lowered down towards within the space of her palm. The sweat and calloused landscape of the rider’s palm , from endless hours of handling a bladed weapon, rubbed against your already irritated skin. The overwhelming musk was a welcome change of pace from being melted like a gum drop under the power of Ushiwakamaru’s oral cavity. However, that did not lessen how menacing Ushiwakamaru’s sensual obelisk was. V eins and arteries bulged underneath the white skin of her turgid penis. The organic artistry traveling up to the engorged and bright pink penile glans. Like the of an exotic serpent, it drooled a toxic venom. The dribbling pre-cum fresh unlike the white gunk that glued on to you earlier. It felt as if a great weight was around, you as the atmosphere was heavy with Ushiwakamaru’s moist desire. Air that was suffused with your servant’s essence to the point that it was like you were swimming underwater. You had always wondered what a fish felt breathing underwater. The thought that th at your current experience was a good comparison crossed your mind. You couldn’t help but compare Ushiwakamaru’s length to a giant underwater beast.

Especially as you were rubbed against the pulsating dick. The gentle warmth of the air became apparent to you as you were once again introduced to a mass that radiated heat. The blood that flowed underneath Ushiwakamaru’s dick reminded you of the brunt warmth of the rider’s tongue. However, it felt as if the phallus was taking some of your own warmth away as well. The friction of her skin against your own body left gaps of air between the two of you. You were able to appreciate how your body cooled down due to the vacuum between you and your organic lover. As unlikely as it sounded, it was as if Ushiwakamaru’s cock was taking up your heat so that life would be inhospitable without her. That you would freeze to death if left alone and away from Ushiwakamaru’s body. Even without a l ust- induced haze consuming your senses, you felt a growing fear at being separated by this sexual organ. One that was compounded by the unknown terror of being continuously rubbed against Ushiwakamaru’s cock. In the face of two unknown and undesired fates, you could only resign yourself in helplessness. The sticky liquid that was Ushiwakamaru’s pre-ejaculate streamed over your lubricated body. Suffusing the sour and proteinaceous smell of Ushiwakamaru’s saliva with the cock cream’s own unique musk. It was a simple action on Ushiwakamaru’s part, but you were being marked as her own possession. In fear of the unknown, you were one who had no free will but to obey her whims. The sensual discharge forming another layer of fresh lubrication. A solvent that would dry rapidly if left exposed to air for too long.

I’ve always worried about being thrown to the side by you master. Because of my lack of femininity and uncalled for desire for you.

Ushiwakamaru breathed heavily as she looked fondly upon your submissive form being rubbed against the underside of her penis. She teased her erect nipples that jutted against her uniform. The electrical signals communicating in a delightful symphony with the biological information her dick offered. A symphony that her brain and mind were an audience to. The servant never thought that lowering her master to such a subordinate position wouldn’t be met with a beheading. Instead, it resulted in the mutual pleasure of the two of them. Ushiwakamaru would occasionally look towards the door of her room. Half expecting that another servant would come in on their unwarranted sexual activity. The servant stealing master away and reporting her to the rest of Chaldea. A sure-fire way for Ushiwakamaru’s spirit origin, her existence, to be booted out of Chaldea. It was this terror that fueled her reckless lust and actions. Like a carnal and wild dog Ushiwakamaru indulged in the meal in front of her. Although she took an unusually long period to build up to the moment of consumption. A fact owed both to the much-delayed nature of this moment and how special she viewed her master. If she had gotten the holy grail earlier, then she would have wished to be your side instead of being by her brother. She had already lived a full life with him. Even if the ending with her brother was less desirable it was one that she had to accept. Thus, this life was one solely owed to you…and Ushiwakamaru wouldn’t let the two of you be separated like her brother and her.

“Do you feel my warmth master?”

Are you expecting what is about to happen to you?

“I’ve always wanted to let my wild self love you freely.”

How I am about to conduct myself in the most unwomanly fashion. In a manner not befitting of one who calls herself your servant.

“But this moment speaks louder than any words. This is what we both want. What is right for a strong servant like me and a dependent master like you ”

This is right. A stalwart and faithful servant is the one that you need. Not one that is distracted by frivolities of their own personal matters.

Hearing all this you couldn’t help but be both terrified and aroused. Your preconceptions of Ushiwakamaru being just that. The false assumptions made way for this current enlightenment of how dominant your servant was. The way Ushiwakamaru stared at you was almost like how she gazed at her enemies. Like a predator in a hunt, the virile beast licking her jowls, and pushing you upward and closer to the head of her cock.

In juxtaposition , you were also hoping to reach the climax of this intercourse. The earlier sexual gratification assist ed with your ability to keep your senses. Although, it may have been a curse rather than a gift. As you were more attuned to the more aversive aspects of Ushiwakamaru’s masturbation. Her act of using you as a mere sex toy was humiliating by itself. However, t he complete disregard of your autonomy was another. Even if it was unintentional the musk and textures were things you weren’t sure you would ever forget. Ushiwakamaru’s ha d marked you permanently in your mind and body . As you couldn’t tell if the pungent and strong aroma was coming from you or the phallus. Vertigo set in as you hoped that this would end with Ushiwakamaru ejaculating in full. Even if such an orgasm would douse you in a volume of Ushiwakamaru’s opaque ball batter…possibly drowning you. As your feeble self could only take so much. Maybe after you pulled yourself back up Ushiwakamaru would return to her senses. Then she could keep you safe and untouched until Mash and the others returned.

Regardless of how this concluded, you surmised that the terminus was nearby . Each stroke from the base of Ushiwakamaru’s phallus, near her hot nuts, and up wards brought you closer to the throbbing head.

Ushiwakamaru!

Your tired mind yelled internally. As you prepared yourself for the steaming heap of protein that would squirt up from the bulging geyser. But it never came. Instead, you felt the wind blow against your body rapidly. Then your legs buckled as you felt the resistance of a firm floor.

Schlurk

MMHHHH!!

An invasive heat began to consume your feet . Y ou felt slimy walls wrap around them. In fear at the nascent feeling, you wiggled your feet as the world shook around you. Your head spun from the drastic change in position. The surroundings around you were permeated with a greater presence of the lustful aroma , characteristic of Ushiwakamaru’s engorged member , became more prominent. Her loud voice reverberated through the air and floor, and the shockwaves shook your body to the core. A thick liquid spread between your toes before you felt a sudden tugging sensation.

Schluck

The warm and spongy compress spread up to your calves . Ushiwakamaru’s fingers were positioned possessively around your back. Forcing you to view up at the distant panting servant’s face. Her eyes were half lidded in pleasure, and she breathed heavily. Ushiwakamaru’s body was recline in her bed as her breasts heaved up and down. It almost looked like the mountainous landscape of Ushiwakamaru’s upper torso was rolling down in waves towards you. Like a glistening avalanche on a snowy hill that would consume you. Although, that notion was dispelled as you felt yourself sink lower into your current trap. Her body glistened with sweat as the snowy caps of such mountain ranges would during a sunny morning. The sight of Ushiwakamaru’s deeply respiring body began to grow in distance. The hot walls, warm rivulets, and jerking motions of the cavern that was consuming your legs all but confirmed your suspicions. A terrifying sight that was confirmed once you looked down into the slobbering vertical mouth of Ushiwakamaru’s lower pink head. The penile gland flared with a shiny sheen that reflected the lights of the room. A cloudy liquid spilled out and streamed along the curvature of the firm glans. The same organic mushroom head that you tried to extricate yourself from. However, your arms were too far away, and your wiggling seemed to only have the opposite effect.

Schlurk

“Ushiwakamaru!”

Schluck

Looking up you could see that your servant’s visage was a beet red.

Ushiwakamaru had to contend with the distinct sensation of forcing a foreign object through the soft and spongy urethra of her phallus. An action that crossed her mind as a way to make her master truly hers. The rider could barely hear you through the euphoria addled fog that consumed her mind. Even then it was merely as a vigorous squeaking being emitted from your tiny body. Ushiwakamaru, through the pain of having the thin slit spread and the fleshy tube of her penis conformed around your form, was able to appreciate a new form of pleasure. One like the pleasurable high that she got from physically exerting herself to the limit. Whether in training or eliminating the life of another. This current act of consuming your popular self, stealing you from everyone else, was a much swifter rise to that euphoric zenith. A positively titillating thought for Ushiwakamaru as she felt your hands impact against her flared penis glans. She thought back wistfully to Medb’s comments and of the other feminine servants that sidelined her displays of affections to her master.

If I had known how much of a sow you were. I would have bedded you much earlier.

Ushiwakamaru raised her hips playfully. Such a sudden action on her part caused a delightful filling sensation to occur in her fleshy tube. The wiggling hands of her master now entrapped along with the remainder their legs.

The only downside is that I can’t see your adorable smile because of how small you are. But maybe it is for the best …I don’t think I can hold myself back with you . I probably would have just consumed you a lot more quickly. Possibly even becoming careless with me actions and convert you into hot ball fat.

She may have not been able to see your precious smile, but the servant was able to appreciate the erotic fright you were experiencing. The cute little figure trying to remove their hands from her gluttonous dick.

Master. You look positively scrumptious. It’s a wonder why another servant hasn’t downed you in their dick, swallowed you up, or even added you as padding for their ass or breasts.

Ushiwakamaru bit her lips.

Positively yummy.

Even from such a far distance, the lascivious carnality that your servant exuded was oppressive. Her casual lick and bite of her lips as she listened to your screams were truly off-putting. It didn’t help your confused feelings that the vertical mouth was slobbering over your crotch. The warm liquid, thicker than Ushiwakamaru’s saliva, was accompanied by a stinging quality. One that made you hesitant to let gravity pull you down further. As thoughts of yourself being mashed into paste within Ushiwakamaru’s balls invaded your mind.

No. I’m not just some doughy material to fluff up a servant’s balls.

Slick

Surprisingly such thoughts yielded results in your favor. You wiggled your hands and moved your hips. At first, they were spontaneous actions that caused your rear to be clutched provocatively by the drooling mouth. However, as the greater girth of your torso entered the dick’s maw, you were able to stop your descent. For the first time since waking up shrunken you smiled triumphantly. Despite the disgruntled moans of your servant from up above you focused your movements in replicating such advances .

Dang it Ushiwakamaru. I may be a bit sex craven, but I have boundaries as well.

The utterances from the mountainous servant above were both of annoyance and bemusement. Ushiwakamaru’s meal distending her urethra to its limits with their delicious rump. One that the servant had thought of hilting with her sword on more than one occasion. Now it made for a tantalizing obstacle in a savory and drawn-out meal. An idea crossed Ushiwakamaru’s head as she evaluated her partner who decided to struggle back in their erotic play . One that was a bit careless but sounded too alluring for the servant’s current state of mind to pass up. Thus, the servant sat up from her recline d position.

You looked up to see Ushiwakamaru’s glowing face looking right down at you. The tender and brutal radiance she radiated outwards was a juxtaposition you didn’t know was possible. But it was also communicated to you verbally.

“Don’t worry master. It will only be hard to breathe at first.”

The light from the ceiling framed her head like a halo of light. Obscuring her face with ominous shadows. You couldn’t tell but it seemed as if Ushiwakamaru’s expression was shifting. Her cheeks bulged outwards before receding as an audible sloshing reached your eardrums. A disruptive noise that forced you to keep your head up. The minute increments at which you had sunk into the fleshy tube went unnoticed. Instead, your attention was fixated on Ushiwakamaru’s pursed lips. What sounded like water swirling behind a dam had finally ceased. The preponderance of weight settling over the warrior’s thin lips.

Even though she was imposing at this size , y ou couldn’t help but think of how tomboyishly cute she was…in both her appearance and mannerisms. The way that Ushiwakamaru would geek out over any mention of historical warriors or even meeting them in person. It was almost like how you would act on your subject of interest. Standing awkwardly and twiddling her thumbs as she tried to navigate the conversation through excited anxiety. Because of your similarities, Ushiwakamaru has always been a solid rock for you to lean on. Someone to relax around. The same servant whose pursed lips opened, and condensed rivulets oozed out. The stale swill of saliva, churned in her mouth, fell like honey from her. In the form of a globule that frothed with a white film along its curvature. From below it the light refracted off it like an ominous and misshaped guillotine.

Maybe…I should have been more transparent about how much Ushiwakamaru mattered to me.

You thought as that might have prevented the kindle being thrown in this fire of desire that Ushiwakamaru couldn’t restrain. That caused her to release an insidious seepage of her oral swill in a weighty drop. One that seemed to fall from the sky at both too fast and too slow of a pace. Ushiwakamaru adjusted her grip on your body such that not an inch of your skin would be unattended to.

SPLORCH

The first thing you noticed was the pressure of this oozing desire. The glob of spit wrapped around your body like a heavy blanket. From the force of impact alone y ou felt your rear gobbled up by the long fleshy snake. Ushiwakamaru’s d i ck bulged out in toe curling pleasure upon the consumption of your fine rump. The liquid bathed in the past meals and natural flora of Ushiwakamaru’s maw was a pungent reminder of where you once were. A lascivious horror that now communicated a more terrifying message as the congealing liquid formed a film in which you couldn’t breathe through. Your lungs burned and forced your eyes to open in pain. Only for the anguish to deepen as the heavy insulting liquid pressed down on the sensitive membranes of your eyes. The world around you blurred under the translucent and cooling grime. Thus, even though your vision was warped, you could feel the greater warmth of Ushiwakamaru’s insides creeping up along your abdomen. Your adorable servant’s grinning face looked horrendously twisted underneath the bubbling spit. Such a constellation of visceral information caused your heart to sink.

Does she even…know how much pain I’m in? Or is this natural…my current place in this world?

Your squeaks for help were muted by the thick saliva that layered your body preventing the servant from hearing you . From your perspective it was as if you were deaf to the world around you . The cloying saliva adher ed along the path of your ear canal. Eliminating the natural sound of the environment and leaving only the brassy vibrations of Ushiwakamaru’s movements. Her one hand stimulating the other parts of her body. While the other one reintroduced itself to you.

Ushiwakamaru noticed that her endurance couldn’t hold out. The waves becoming more erratic as evidenced by her jerking phallus. She chewed her lip at the thought of you being ejected out in streams of cum.

No. Mph~ That would be too dangerous.

Ushiwakamaru swiveled her hips in an attempt stave off an orgasm. The servant moved her hand over your sinking torso. Her fingers formed a cage with her thumb over your head. Ushiwakamaru’s mouth watered at the prospect of fully consuming your flesh through her fleshy tube. She was certain that it would also be a fun trip for you.

Things were different from your perspective. The rough thumb pad pressed your head down and away from the cracks of light between Ushiwakamaru’s fingers. Obscuring your blurred view of the giantess. A prelude of being entombed in her dick. With your senses of the outside world shrouded, the experiences of your consumed body engulfed your mind. The walls distended along your shape gently before applying a firm pressure. Forming a vice-like grip within the fleshy tube. The muscles being aided in your consumption by the hot white strings that were dribbling out of Ushiwakamaru’s dick. The same fluids which were mixing with the spit that languidly sunk down the urethra. Resulting in a violating seepage through your clothes and over your skin. With your arms plastered against your sides from the walls and cloying pre-cum, you were unable to relieve the insults to your sensitive skin. The itching continued unabated. An ever-present reminder of what lay below. The heat was sweltering inside relative to the cool wind.

You were up to your chest at this point as you recalled the gunk in the communal bathroom walls at least a year ago. No one knew who had done it , but the red-headed servant who served as a cook at Chaldea, Boudica , was reduced to a large wad of cum over the toilet seat. The dissolved servant identified by the skimpy outfit that laid in the effervescent deluge of somewhat fresh ejaculate . Chaldea made attempts to summon her once more, but it was to no avail. The conquered military tactician was finally put to rest. She was removed from the Throne of Heroes. Da Vinci surmised that Boudica’s spirit origin was reconstituted into the existence of another servant. Thus, they wouldn’t be able to find Boudica even if they scoured the Throne of Heroes as she was now either just the cum that Mash helped wash down the drain or as fat on the lucky predator.

The putrid and cooled slime hid your grimacing face as you recounted what you thought of your unfortunate servant’s fate. Boudica bound as ball fat. Doomed to churn sperm for the unknown servant. You had thought of who the assailant could have been, but you weren’t sure who to exclude or not. As there were several female servants that were packing a little bit extra in their loins in addition to the male servants and everywhere in between . Regardless, Boudica’s current existence was an inconsequential matter in your head. The only relevance being your own perilous descent into a sexual organ that had the capabilities to bestow the same fate upon you. You couldn’t imagine Ushiwakamaru ever doing this to you, but doubt began to linger in your mind from what occurred in the past hour.

SCHLURK

You were now only a head above the quivering lips of the dick’s maw. The gravity helped with pulling the saliva and cum around your head, but you had to suck in the remainder of the repugnant mixture down your throat.

“Ushiwakamaru! Please. I…I don’t want to do this!” You yelled in hopes that you could clear any misunderstandings between the two of you. An action taken too late as your servant had already decided your fate. To be mere feed for her cock. Ushiwakamaru’s thumb was pushing down squarely on your head. You tried to resist but the force on your neck was too much to bear.

Schlurk

The last thing you heard as the residual saliva oozed out of your ears, from the pressure change of entering the oppressive darkness, was Ushiwakamaru’s moans. Then you felt the thundering volume from the erratic vibrations sent along the muscular length. Blood pumping at a rate that matched your own. Enough sanguine fluid to pump through your own body circulated through your servant’s phallus within the span of milliseconds . Nothing could stop you from s i nk ing further into the depths of the cock that consumed you.

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Ushiwakamaru clenched her toes and imbibed the sweet ambrosia of dopamine and epinephrine released in her brain. An action synchronous with how the servant’s master swelled out the bottom surface of her shaft. A rounded bulge that Ushiwakamaru gently traced her fingertips along as you slowly descended the virile length. Her balls felt painfully hot. As if they were cooking a warm feast in anticipation of your arrival. Ushiwakamaru couldn’t help but squish her thighs over the bagged ovoids swirling with cum as she caught her breath.

Right where you belong master.

The middle of Ushiwakamaru’s shaft distended out with your weight. Pulled down by gravity which in turn caused the servant’s dick to jerk up and down. As if in affirmation of the warrior’s assertion.

Away from that meek Demi-servant Mash, and other garish servants.

Ushiwakamaru gave a shiver of pleasure as she felt you encroach the base of her shaft. The balls below shrunk inwards with a hot pressure. She pushed her fingers down on the delicate curves of your form. Feeling you shiver in response as well. A thought crossed Ushiwakamaru’s mind. Of the shaking within being caused by fear rather than pleasure. But as you disappeared from the grasp of the servant’s fingers, and into the tumultuous yet eager habitat of her churning balls, Ushiwakamaru smiled earnestly. Even though her mind was clouded by desire and a fear of losing you, she still believed that what she was doing was in the best interest of both of you. And who was she to reject her master when you were proffered literally on her lap. An alluring compromise of what her dream depicted her doing. Thus, she held fast to her confidence and threw away any self-doubts that you are feeling anything more than mild discomfort. Even if you had, she was reluctant to let you go now and into the possible clutches of servants like Queen Medb. Individuals who seemed to care less for your well-being. With the figurative key thrown away to the vault you were trapped in. Ushiwakamaru reclined back on her bed once more.

Right where you belong~ I didn’t even need a holy grail to keep you by my side either.

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Your experience to the sperm producing testicles were not as simple as show outwardly. It felt as if you were being slurped slowly up through an organic straw. The muscular walls, the lubricant, and gravity pulling you down at a leisurely pace through the vacuum sealed tubing. The spongy lumen crawled around your body in a peristaltic motion. However, it was when you got further down the sexual organ’s throat that you noticed changes. You hadn’t reached the churning testicles yet the rivulets of cum was layered over the walls as a thick film. The firm sponge began to burn against your skin as you were gulped down the latter portion of this long and narrow throat. You didn’t even have the luxury of observing how your clothes were ripped to shreds. Not only from the weight of the liquids it absorbed, or the abrasive motion of the shaft that slowly slurped you up, but from the cum that served as an analogous solvent for the mucosal layer of a throat. The protein-laden liquid assimilating the fragile fabric into more sperm at a microscopic level. If this horrendous cylinder was illuminated, you may have been able to gaze in horror at how your clothes dissolved under the heat and thick liquid. The slime along the walls becoming thicker as more of the fibers were converted into thin layers of cum that made your descent that much swifter.

Is this what Boudica felt? No…she was her ordinary size when she was engulfed by a servant’s burgeoning testicles. Oh god! I can’t go in there. I’m going to die.

You screams were in vain as the only attention you got from your loyal warrior were of the slimy walls bulging out into your open mouth. You then began to struggle, another action of similar futility. As you felt a familiar pressure push down on you as you did so. You finally realized that Ushiwakamaru was pushing down and fe lt your torturous descent the w hole way down. Her teasing fingertip were like lances on your form which was now unprotected. Your clothes having now become the very cum on these walls. A liquid that you now feared would dissolve you. Your feet impacted against the entrance of an unknown space

GLIRKLOURSH

One that made its identity known by a vociferous and unwelcoming greeting. You trembled in fear before you feel yourself fall through. The gate to the white magma pool open ed below you. Like the nutrition paste within ration tube, you would consume when low on food, you were shot out into the boiling depths. Contrary to your expectations it was a shallow pool. You felt the plush linings of the walls through your hands and feet. However, such appreciation of the finer anatomy of Ushiwakamaru’s testicles was a transient experience. The nerves in the sensitive limbs soon began to fire off a different response than information about the textures of the smooth walls. It was like a thousand needles were piercing your body. The nociceptors were overloaded in shooting distressing signals to your brain. You tried to recoil your limbs from the molten white. However, you only found yourself colliding against a slimy wall. The pressure cooker of a chamber releas ed more semen upon your entrance. Your activity within stimulating the batter production. Regrettably, in such a dark chamber, you were unable to see where to reside, if there was an area free of hellish pain. Such a space sounds like a fantasy within the churning balls which compressed over your body. The temperature rising as your sense of touch was soon replaced by a sense of pain. If you could look at yourself through the artificial night, then you would see that your skin had been ripped off from your entrance within Ushiwakamaru’s heaving testicles.

The ovoid chambers moved rhythmically as your sense of smell was suffused with a thick pungency. A veritable corpulence of musk that acted as a solid within your respiratory system. Such a stale air caused you to choke as you imagined yourself suffocating. Unfortunately, that may have been a blessing if that were possible. The microscopic sperm that composed the semen, nearly weightless at their small size, drifted through this musk-infused air and entered through your nares, mouth, and every other sensitive orifice. The minuscule specialized protein did what it does best. It attempted to impregnate the foreign object, mistaking you for a fertile ovum. The proteolytic acrosome was like a drill that broke through the barriers of your tissues. Destroying the cells that composed them and le ft behind a trail of similarly composed sperm components. Once it was unable to find an area to fertilize, the sperm ceased its movement and instead took up the action of assimilating its surroundings. Converting it to a greater heap of sperm. Your body was slowly being digested from the inside out by the bath of cum you waded in.

Mmmfh ~ With us being this close master…I wonder if it would be uncouth of me if we had nicknames for each other.

In contrast, the only fluids that layered Ushiwakamaru’s body was a thin film of sweat. She took leisure d strokes to edge herself closer to a sublime ejaculation. The servant at least aware that she shouldn’t keep you bound within her testicles for long. Her dick was a sturdy obelisk pointing towards the sky and curved towards her abdominals. Ushiwakamaru prepared to release a flood of white cum upon the washboard musculature.

You could think of a name to call me when we are alone …I think I’ll settle for calling you nutter butter when I cream you out

Ushiwakamaru, lost in her thoughts, didn’t notice the distress in the rapid struggling of her scrotum . The servant interpreted it of being similar origin to the intense tickling euphoria that trickled up her spine and to her cranium. The erotic waves wash ed over her entire body and gave it a shiny gleam of sensuality. One that was appreciated by an individual by Ushiwakamaru’s door. A slight movement of this mysterious individual’s hands affected Ushiwakamaru just as she was about to release you back into this world . The rider felt a strong and painful binding around her cock. Followed by a delighted chuckle that caused the bewildered servant to switch her gaze between her cock and the door. Thick red rope crossed over penis in several knots. They exuded a unique energy. One that seemed to i mpose rules upon Ushiwakamaru’s spirit origin. The pleasure within her rose to a zenith where she would usually orgasm. But nothing happened. Ushiwakamaru’s balls shrunk over your squirming form and her penis jerked up and down a little, but nothing came out.

“How are you enjoying your dry orgasm?” Medb said cheekily while standing at the door.

“What are you doing here?” Ushiwakamaru nearly got out of her bed before she felt an immense throbbing pain. Her dick pulsing with a great heat.

“ Well, I was just passing by, and then I heard how rowdy your room was this early in the morning. I thought that I should help with a little gift. No need for thanks as your thoughtful words yesterday were more than enough.” Medb seethed through a false smile.

“You wench. What is this?” Ushiwakamaru could barely move as electrical euphoria shot up like tsunami waves through her shuddering body. However, it was without the fountain of white from her penis.

“ Well, it seemed to me that you, little puppy, were in heat. So, I thought that I would borrow a little primordial rune from a friend of mine to help you with that. Don’t want you inseminating any other dogs at Chaldea.” Medb swayed her hips. Confident in the robustness of the impromptu chastity device she placed on the boorish excuse of a woman warrior. Not like herself. “Although, I wouldn’t get to aroused. It will just build up until you lose your minds and you become a useless servant that master will realize to throw away.” Such thoughts were of secondary concern to Ushiwakamaru. As she saw the sway of Medb’s hips, and her shapely legs begin to carry her out of the room. The Queen confident that she had dealt with the annoyance of a servant appropriately.

“Wait…what did you do to master? Did you plan for him to get stuck in here?” Ushiwakamaru asked as she became concerned by the steaming heat that her testicles were producing. The scrotum that carried the ovoids bloated out and hung with a heavy preponderance from Ushiwakamaru’s crouching form. The testicles were rounded and the curve of your body dissapeared .

To Ushiwakamaru’s surprise, Medb looked back at the other servant with a quizzical visage. “I have no idea what you are talking about dog.” And with that parting statement Medb left the room and shut the door behind her. Leaving Ushiwakamaru alone to coddle the piping hot scrotum within her palm. She should feel your writhing form within the semen that filled out the cavity.

Oh. Master.

Ushiwakamaru thought with worry so intense that she forgot about wh o could have reduced you to such a size. The last thing she wanted was to give you a horrendous demise. Your drowning in her nuts probably counted as such an unwanted fate. However, it may have been the pounding drums of euphoric bliss that refused to decrescendo, but Ushiwakamaru begin to th ink that this may have been a satisfactory end.

I f I end up going mad from this orgasm, then we’ll at least have gone together.

This was a much preferable fate then losing you to the clutches of enemies or even fellow servants. A violent end to their lives was a romantic one in the eyes of the warrior. Second to only dying in each other’s arms in the heat of battle. As she tried to relax, Ushiwakamaru’s sexual organ pulsed upward to the middle of her breasts. The largest that it had ever been in her life.

Heh. I wish that I could have seen you riding my staff master.

Her body felt blistering hot. As if the servant was in the middle of a fire that would cause her body to bubble away into spirit dust. Ushiwakamaru was well and truly bested by the haughty Queen Medb. At least that is what the loyal warrior had thought until she felt the painful bliss fade away. The red bindings around her cock loose ned . Ushiwakamaru caught her breath as her senses had escaped from suffering the same fate you had.

Unbeknownst to either Ushiwakamaru or Medb, you were able to hear the conversation between the two giantesses. Their yelling able to travel through the walls of the former’s scrotum and testicles. You may have been without your command seals and mystic code, but you were still a magus. One that was given a basic crash course of runes by Scáthach. You may have not been able use them yourself, but it may be possible to dispel it. Furthermore, your belief and hope in Ushiwakamaru fully rekindled when you heard her ask Medb about you. Thus, with the last of your magical strength and skill you loosened the tight bindings to the point that Ushiwakamaru escaped her doomed fate. The chastity ropes were even loose enough for your nearly drowned self to be released. Ushiwakamaru felt relief…which was then followed by doubt.

Master was nearly ended in such an incidental matter. Would they even be able to survive before Chaldea comes back? Would I just bring more pain to you if I selfishly decide to bring you back to your original state?

Although, an extrication would have to be quick. The seminal fluid storm that you experienced ha d withered away at your body. The exposed muscle having sloughed off to a massive degree. Frayed muscular tissue turned from a deep red to a bleached white. A similar tone to your bones. A deep structure that was not free of the semen’s assault on. Likewise, the visceral layers that protected your organs and kept them aloft in your peritoneum had eroded. Your gastric organs now floated within a cesspool of white fluid. Fluid that slithered in after your abdominal was penetrated . The fertile sperm failing to impregnate you but opened new holes within your body.

What if Da Vinci can’t figure out how to return you to size?

Your senses had diminished globally. The eyes that were unable to see in the dark would not be able to see in the light. The rounded structures caved in like a popped balloon from the immense pressure. Vitreous and aqueous humor squirted out and joined the dissolving cartilage. Your nose and ears were ripped right off your head. Despite your attempts to keep your face guarded. Exiting within a void of continuous agony prevented you from discerning the finer losses. Such as your lower jaw becoming loose and the semen forcing its way through your alimentary tract. Sperm bulged out your stomach and intestines in a blood tinged white. The organs bloat ed with white sludge as they bathed in the same solution as well. Your fingers and toes unraveled from the joints and were rubbed off into nonexistence. Locks of hair were no more. The contributions they made to the growing pile of sperm not even noticeable.

One o f those insufferable ladies would probably subject you to an even worse fate…

Fortunately, this was all reversible through the magical ingenuity, heroically skilled physician servants, and state-of-art medical facility. Thus, you floated in the white cum , h opeful, despite being robbed of your senses. As Ushiwakamaru had promised to release you much earlier. Even though she had seemed to be more sex driven back then. Your ability to trust others in hopeless situations thrust forth just like your heart had.

I promised master that I would let him out…I wouldn’t even be alive if…no…

Ushiwakamaru thought of the recent string of violent ends to servants at Chaldea.

Y ou are mine.

Ushiwakamaru couldn’t vanquish the thought of the horrendous torments that you can be subjected to. Apparitions she conjured in her mind to rationalize her actions. Even though most of the servants were unlikely to harm you if proper precautions were taken . The servant’s overreaction was one guided by a fear of losing you.

Maybe I should pat her on the head as a…

SQUELCH

Mmmh~ in a way…this is like my dream.

Your thoughts would never reach their natural conclusion. Ushiwakamaru’s resolve led her to grip your hot prison within her palm. The warrior felt what must have been your body before she began to apply pressure. Your fragile form could not withstand the added force and crumbled under your over-protective servant’s attention. A thunderous wail of agony roared through your mind as your final thoughts.

CRICK

I defiled your body and mark it for myself. Eviscerating it in the process like a chew toy.

Your abdomen was split in two followed by your torso and lower limbs crunching into a fine shards and fibers. Ushiwakamaru rolled her palm over the sharp bulges within her gluttonous and lustful balls . Her actions assisted the sperm in converting the separated limbs into more ball batter. After the first roll of the servant’s palm only the upper portions of your still thinking body was left. Everything below the diaphragm had dissolved or was in the process of dissolving, and your thoughts were an unending howl of suffering.

SCLURCH

I bedded what was left of your corpse. Your life fleeting but the memory it engrained on me ever eternal.

The next roll of Ushiwakamaru’s testicles was your last. Her palm compressed down on your upper torso. Your arms shot out into the frothing cum as your chest cavity compressed. Lungs were torn like paper and the flappy esophagus shot up a hea v ing mass of hot cum up to wat was left of your mouth. The geyser blasted through the roof of your mouth and into your cranium. Dissolving your thoughts in Ushiwakamaru’s destructive love. Your heart slowed down to a stop as the last amounts of el e ctrical activity shot through your nervous structures. Then, just like every other part of your body, your chest and head became a part of a homogenous white that was tinted red.

Mmmhh~ I’m so happy that I got to be the one to do this to you master. I deserved to be the one to turn you into a heaping pile of my cum.

Ushiwakamaru’s full testicles dropped down onto her thighs.

Not a loose servant like Medb or a meek one like Mash. Hmmm~ Just thinking about Mash asking where you are…while what is left of you is just some ball fat that couldn’t be converted into cum…How p iteous ~

It was this thought that inspired an idea within Ushiwakamaru. Her throbbing dick was about to erupt. The red thread weakened by your earlier efforts to preserve Ushiwakamaru’s spirit origin. However, the servant had another plan for the end of this sublime experience. She carefully moved as she searched for a certain item.

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Tomoe Gozen sighed at seeing another screen proclaiming her defeat on this fighting game.

How do I keep on losing?

She turned to her side in the disorganized room she was currently in. The servant that she was playing against had her lower half wrapped comfortably under the warm kotatsu.

“Oh yea. Osakabehime…did you cast that spell to get Ushiwakamaru and the master closet together?” The game junkie of a warrior asked the youkai neet. Partly hoping that such an inquiry would throw the otaku servant off her game, but also because she was concerned about how down Ushiwakamaru appeared yesterday. Tomoe Gozen had asked the batty Osakabehime to try to employ some spell to whisk the master to Ushiwakamaru and cheer her up. A wish that the neet was more than happy to complete from the luxury of her heated table.

“Huh…Gomenasorry I was focused on something else…yea the two of them should be getting along swell now . I wouldn’t think too hard about it.” Osakabehime said while still half-focused on the next round of combat. The two were playing video games through the night and it is doubtful either would stop any time soon. They would end up playing until next morning before collapsing into much needed sleep. The act of sending you in your shrunken state being a matter that the two forgot when a search party had formally begun . As there were other important things for the two gamer servants to remember. Like new combos in the fighting game, they had pooled their money to purchase for a ServantTube video.

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“There it is.” Ushiwakamaru sat upon her bed and held a sake cup next to her throbbing length. The pink head had turned red with desire to blow you out. The vasculature bulged tightly against the red ropes. Heavy dollops of cream had already begun to splatter onto the bowl.

So many hopes and aspirations are collected in my scalding balls right now. I can’t just waste you into another condom or a bunch of tissue papers.

Ushiwakamaru gave her cock several simple strokes. That was all it took after the overstimulation left the rider feeling raw and satiated . Her penis drooled heavily before it began to spurt out the thick cock cream you became.

What rich texture. It seems like you were fated to become nothing more than my churned-up cock cream. A fitting fate for the lustful sow you were master. My nutter butter.

Ushiwakamaru’s hand felt heavy from the dense mixture that plopped down in a heavy stream. The weight of her cum resulted in weighty spurts with a low arc. The steaming pile of white would be a far denser drink than sake. More akin to a milk shake.

Mmhh~ nothing more than cock milk for me to guzzle down. The only thing that would make this moment better would be see ing the Mash ’s face or any other servant that vied for your attention as I did so.

Ushiwakamaru extended and hot orgasm though bindings the ended as the milky cum reached the edges of the bowl. Her loins throbbed in painful post-orgasmic bliss. Some of the churned ball butter splash ed out and around Ushiwakamaru’s feet. The rider would press her soles down on the warm spill. She let the sticky liquid adhere against her skin and absorb into her pores. A lackadaisical way to clean up the mess but Ushiwakamaru had a mor important matter to attend to now .

She brought the heavy bowl up to her lips and began to drink down the hearty cum. The rich protein ha d a sweet metallic tang from your remains. A pink hue colored the cum that slipped passed Ushiwakamaru’s pressed lips. Your cum-chymified remains were a part of the drink that was imbibed by the servant. The warrior did not pause for breath in swallowing the whole mass down. The muscles in her mouth and throat worked in concert to bring the cum that you became down into the sizzling cauldron of the rider’s gastric cauldron. The servant’s stomach dissolv ed the virile form you had taken into more nutritious protein and fat for her body. Instead of just adding to her bouncy balls you would also be a thin layer over the entirety of Ushiwakamaru’s figure. She tilted the sake cup up further and let the flow of liquid down her alimentary tract proceed more swiftly. Scant portions of yourself dribbled out and between her lips as Ushiwakamaru swallowed you in larger and larger volumes. A gentle curve followed by another would go down the servant ’s neck as the streams of you that spilled out her mouth would trace along the rounded curve . The drying stream ending at either her breasts or well-toned abs. Instead of becoming cracked cum stains you were absorbed into the hot pores along her skin. Finally, Ushiwakamaru reached the last gulp of her milky drink. The cup cleaned of your existence and brought back down to the table nearby. Ushiwakamaru took her time with the last of your condensed liquid existence. She appreciated the slimy texture you possessed that was like those black pearls in drinks that recently became popular.

Were they called boba?

Ushiwakamaru chewed on the stringy ropes that you had become . Your sinuous form bec ame entrapped between her molars as they pressed upon each other. Then you were pulled apart in a stretchy snap as she separated her jaws. The heated mixture slowing off her teeth and getting caught between the recesses of space underneath Ushiwakamaru’s tongue and gums. The servant would use her tongue to collect your protein-rich form from these tight spaces before swishing you around her mouth. Your effervescent form becoming even more bubbly as you mixed with her saliva. With a swift tip of her head, Ushiwakamaru sent your form spiraling down into the abyss. To become a part of the Throne of Heroes, but as a thin layer adipose cells and muscle cells on this servant’s body. Engrained through all time and space that this servant would appear in.

Glurk

Ushiwakamaru traced the final bulge you made with her fingers. A bulge that disappeared past her collarbone as swiftly as it appeared.

Urp

Ushiwakamaru licked her lips for any residue of you. Did she have any grandiose final thoughts about your existence or relationship with each other.

Mmhh~ Tasty.

A statement she thought of instead of a grand farewell. As in her view this was a continuation of the existence of you two. Regardless, or whether you desired to be churned into ball butter, chewed, and then swallowed like a milkshake, and then to only be thought of sparingly. It was merely Ushiwakamaru’s wish to be with you, and that was all that mattered to her. Thus, for an existence to whom the line between life and death had blurred, this was a most satisfying conclusion.

Ushiwakamaru’s cock was finally flaccid, and her balls drooped as she got up from her bed. The servant wiggled her rear as if she were wagging a tail. Putting on her undergarments. It would be the start of a new day, and one that she looked forward to excitedly. Ushiwakamaru’s balls gently swayed with the extra amount of plush that you added. Y ou were hers and no one else . The rider class servant stood up and looked forward in confronting whoever stood in her way. Queen Medb or anyone else.