White Day Lemon Contest (2017) Entries
Herein lies all the submitted fics. Voting will begin in a day or two. Each fic will have the prompt at the end, in a quote. Both the prompts and fics will remain anonymous, and it's up to the submitter's discretion to reveal themselves if they wish.
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Late fics:
Chivalry before the Fumble
Chivalry before the Fumble
“Will your runes really change me to the opposite sex?”
“That is correct, Master. Would you like you to see?” The Queen of the Land of Shadows held her hand out.
Even though Summer had already passed, Scathach struts about in her swimsuit from time to time. Of course, wherever she went, the majority of male eyes locked on to her. Her Master included. To her surprise though, he didn't come to her seeking company.
“Senpai, I don't think this is a good idea.” Mashu interjects.
Gudao raises his eyebrows, “Is there a problem?”
Before she can respond, Scathach pats her head, “Well, if anything goes wrong, I will take full responsibility for it. Even so, I have not made too many a grave mistake before in use of my abilities.”
Mashu slumps forward, “I see.”
“And should he be unable to change back, I do have a rune that can fix his lack thereof below the waist.” Scathach turns away to an open space, not noticing the red hue spread across Mashu’s face. The pair follows after the bikini-clad warrior. Unaware of the fated collision bound to occur near them.
Lord El-Melloi II strides down the hallway with a book in each hand. One of which, he becomes too absorbed in reading. Coming his way, the older iteration of Arturia comes riding down the hall in a hurry. Voices matching her own call out to her to ‘come back’. What comes next is the epitome of a train crash in slow motion.
El-Melloi steadily tilts his head up. Arturia turns forward in time to see soon-to-be roadkill. His books fall to the ground in a loud thud. She pulls on her Stallion to turn around at the last second. And he employs a spell to nullify the impact as much as possible. While he felt almost no pain, the horse’s muscular thigh knocks him a meter away.
At the same time, Scathach activates her rune on Gudao with Mashu at her side, out of range. A magical inscription appears on the floor beneath her Master’s feet. In a flash of light, Gudao closed his eyes instinctively. Opening them, he felt up his body to identify the changes. His physique became more lean and slim. The clothes somewhat baggy on himself. Scathach and Mashu came over for a closer look.
“Well?” Gudao’s higher-pitched voice leaks out.
“Well,” Scathach hums, “Anything out of place?”
Gudao turned around and checked the most important place. With a sigh, he- well she now- turned back and nods. “I’ve completely transformed into a woman.”
“Then, everything worked as intended. I have to say, you look good as the opposite sex.” Scathach folds her arms under her breasts.
“Senpai…” Mashu pulls on her Master’s arm. She draws from her a pocket a portable mirror. Handing it over, Gudao takes it and checks his face.
She frowns, “Why is my hair and eyes orange?”
“Are you alright!?” Finally cutting through their attention, they spin to the side. On the floor, the Caster-class tactician was lying on his stomach. The older variant of Arturia left her mount and ran over to his side. About to reach to him, El-Melloi grunts and starts to support himself. Alas, his day wasn’t about to get better.
To everyone present, a combined gasp escaped their mouths. Grumbling and patting the dirt off himself, El-Melloi didn’t fail to catch their silence. Looking up, he saw their faces and then felt something was off. Much like Gudao had done himself, he checked himself over. Feeling things that were and weren’t there, he remarks, “What is—?” Hearing his deep voice go a few pitches high, he- well she, like her Master now- froze.
“Well then,” Scathach hums, breaking the ice, “It appears the range was far greater than I predicted.”
* * * * *
Right after, El-Melloi was not pleased with the turn of events. Her Master took her outrage in stride. Scathach remarked that it shouldn’t last long enough anyways. At this, the lord settled down somewhat. The problem was what he would do in that time waiting. Arturia profusely apologized for not looking her way. She went so far as to go on one knee in front of her. She even swore she would look after her until he reverted back.
In the face of her sincere reproach to her fault, El-Melloi couldn't help but give in to her demand.
Her Master however, had a mischievous look in her eye. “Well, until you recover, I have a suggestion.”
What led next would be El-Melloi’s ultimate humiliation. She was forced to wear a maid uniform and work in Gillies bar until such time has passed. It appeared the timing couldn’t be more perfect, since the deranged mage was expanding his stock to coffee beans. With a cry of ‘COOOOOOOOOL!’ he accepted the troubled lord to his work force.
Strangely, she fit the uniform quite well with her long hair in a ponytail. Her features had become more feminine, her piercing eyes giving off a siren allure. Sadly for her, she didn’t revert back the same day or after and even the day after tomorrow. In her time of hardship, she did find solace in the older Arturia to help ease through her dilemma as she swore she would. They eventually clicked together and enjoyed each other’s company. Unlike before, she could approach him more easily. And he found peace-of-mind in her care.
After a quiet day, her Master decided to drop in and check on her. She wore her Black Suit in lieu of her usual Chaldea Uniform. She did take in joy in El-Melloi squirming in his presence. Mashu joined them, and unlike Arturia, she was instead making sure her Master didn’t do anything crazy. Needing a break, El-Melloi went to the restroom to get away. After having her fun, Gudao ordered a drink and chatted with Mashu.
Arturia took in the scene delightfully while sipping her hot coffee. She hoped that even after this, she could still maintain the new relationship she had with El-Melloi. They were even on a more intimate name basis.
“Ah!” A cry draws Arturia’s attention. Turning her head, she chokes on her drink in surprise. Sitting at the corner table, her Master reverted to his original gender. To both Arturia and Mashu’s shock, Gudao took the sudden change in stride. Patting himself all over, he sighs, “On the bright side, it's a good thing I chose this Mystic Code today.”
With that said, Arturia gasps, “It couldn't have…!”
Picking up her bag and coffee, she rushes over behind the bar counter. The wooden floor creaks beneath her sabatons. With drink and bag in each hand, she stops at the end of the corridor. Raising her left hand, she knocks on the door. No sound from within. Using the same hand, Arturia opens the door, “Waver?”
The order of disastrous moments transpire as follows. First, the occupant raises their head with mouth agape. Second, Arturia’s eyes go wide. Third, she is treated to the sight of Lord El-Melloi (back to his original form) in uniform. Fourth, unable to react properly, Arturia’s right hand goes lax and drops the still hot coffee above his crotch. And finally, the poor man in drag does all he can to withhold his outcry of severe pain.
* * * * *
“I am so sorry,” Arturia says while cleaning up the mess, “I did not intend for that to happen…”
El-Melloi sighs, “It was only a matter of when, that I would revert back. Even so, I shouldn't have kept quiet when you knocked.”
“Even so-!” Arturia starts, but stops from the hand placed on her shoulder.
The Pseudo-Servant looks down, “It's alright, it couldn't be helped.”
The two become silent in recollection. El-Melloi realizes the position he's in. Alone with a woman on her knees in the bathroom with him half-naked. Finding himself in a scandalous situation, he attempts to appear calm and uninterested but his lower half slowly rises at attention. Arturia notices the bulge in his undergarments. Rather than turning away, she gives pause to the scenario before her. Coming to a conclusion, she reaches out to his hips.
Feeling his underwear pulling away, El-Melloi catches her wrists, “What are you…!?”
“Please, allow me to make amends for my mistakes.” Arturia reveals his rising phallus. “You ended up becoming a woman by my mishap, and soon after you turned back, I wounded you where you're weakest.”
As she grasps his penis, El-Melloi exhales at her cool fingers touching him, “I already said...”
“I ask of you—!” Arturia causes him to recoil at her rise in tone. She looks up at him, and pleads, “Let me make up for my folly.”
Looking back down, she wraps her right hand around the shaft. The vein along the side pulses with life. Tracing it upwards, Arturia slowly unravels the head of its cover. Hearing his uneven breathing, she hesitates but sucks in her saliva and lets it drip down. Rolling the skin back up, the head takes on a wet shine.
From the top, she pulls down his foreskin revealing the pinkish bulb. Sliding her grip to the middle, she starts a rhythm from the base to beneath the head. El-Melloi catches his breath and relaxes. At that motion, Arturia begins speeding up her ministrations. Pumping the length enough causes pre-cum to coat and run down the bulb. Sliding from the ridge, the liquid mixes with her grip and works over the entire shaft.
“Sabe- Arturia…” El-Melloi catches her attention, “I have a favor to ask.”
Without loosening her hold, she stares back at him, “What is it, Waver?”
“If you don't mind…” lowering his gaze further down, he coughs into his hand, “Could you use your breasts?”
Instead of discomfort he was expecting, Arturia raises one of her eyebrows, “My breasts…?”
He nods. Arturia takes a moment to take in his request. Clarity spreads across her face. Letting go of his dick, she pulls down the top of her outfit. Cupping her own chest, she shuffles closer to his crotch. She envelops his cock between the valley of her great rack, the head barely peeking out.
“Like this?” She says.
He closes his eyes at the sensation, “Yes.”
Like she did before by hand, Arturia lifts her breasts along the length of his penis. She sighs at the intense warmth from his phallus. The air is a little chilly in the restroom. She squeezes herself closer to El-Melloi. The pressure of her chest makes the tension in his shoulders go slack.
Unconsciously, he starts to raise his hips in tune with Arturia’s massage. The precum from before spills out into the crevice of her considerable chest. It serves as lubricant, speeding up the pace of her rubbing. While the smell is weird, she doesn't mind it. In fact, it makes her a bit dizzy and hot below. Without El-Melloi noticing, she snakes her right hand between her legs.
Arturia feels a damp spot as she shifts her clothing aside. Feeling the edges of her labia, she starts to pleasure herself. Waking from his stupor, El-Melloi looks down at the heavenly sight. Seeing her other hand missing, he faintly hears faint squelching sounds below. Realizing that she’s pleasuring herself as she does to him, it sends him in a frenzy.
“Ah…!” Arturia yelps at her bosom fondled. Her partner took it upon himself to help. Placing his hand over her own hand still cupping her breast, he squeezes the flesh while encouraging her pace. The wet smacking of flesh below and above for them has them panting like dogs in heat. She digs her finger into the right spot that sends sparks to her mind. And he ramps up the friction of her titfuck sending him on the edge.
To the surprise of no one, they achieve simultaneous orgasms. Arturia’s knees give out on her. El-Melloi shoots his seed atop her chest. Out of breath, the two gaze at each other. Without word, he leans forward to give her a kiss. She takes it then pulls away a bit when he goes for another. He pulls on her arm, locking lips with her. This time, she holds onto his arm as she reciprocates the kiss.
As they slowly come down from their sexual high, Arturia wipes his seed off her chest. Still smothered in between, she feels his cock still hard and hot. She remarks, “Was I not sufficient enough?”
He replies, “You performed admirably, I’m just still wanting…”
Arturia smiles at him, still in in a daze. She stands up and settles down onto his lap. His erection crushed beneath her moist nether regions. She then lifts herself, taking his penis in hand. Stroking it all the while, she points it upward and presses the head of it against her lower lips. She moans, “Then, I’m in your care.”
She drops all the way down with relative ease. His dick slowly penetrates her as she grunts from the intrusion. Not to hurt her or himself, he prods an inch at a time and waits. When his erection is all the way inside, Arturia finally sits back down on his lap. The two hold each other to adjust to their new union. Her insides hold him in a vice as his phallus stretches out hers. Taking it slow, they hump their crotches in unison. Her grip tightens on his shoulders as she starts moving on her own.
“Hah ahh…” Arturia moans into his ear. Glad that she is finding pleasure in this, he slides his hands down her sides. He grabs onto her rear and holds her for easier thrusting. Not to slouch in her own efforts, she bounces atop his lap. Gripping his shoulders, she moves her waist in a way that buries his dick in that same spot that sent sparks earlier to her head. In front of him, her great rack bounces with a hypnotizing movement. Unable to resist he latches onto one of her nipples, sucking in the tip.
“Ahh…! Not too-!” Unable to contain her rising moans, Arturia squirms in his lap. Her shifting in place just emboldens him to continue. She clutches his head to her bosom. He licks and swirls his tongue around the aureole, while fondling the other breast. She twitches in the embrace and can’t help her slight drool at the corner of her mouth.
“Waver…” She says, breathlessly. He knows what’s coming; he’s on the edge himself. He relentlessly stabs himself into her. Her moaning devolves to almost squealing. Despite the limited space, and their cohabitation taking place on a toilet of all things, she wrap her legs around his waist as best she can. Suddenly, El-Melloi with all the vigor he has stands up with her in his arms. The two clutch each other, nearly crushing their bodies under the strain. Letting go of her tit, he grunts as she can’t contain her voice.
Feeling her insides nearly squeeze him dry, he spills his seed deep inside. They spasm in their embrace, unable to let go. Soon, the strength in their limbs leaves them and he slumps back down on the seat. She leans into his shoulder, completely spent. Their sweat running down their craniums and their necks give them a nice afterglow shine.
After cleaning themselves up, Arturia gives him the bag of clothes, she leaves. Feeling relief at her foresight, he opens the bag and looks inside. He couldn’t react. She had brought him the wrong set of clothes. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he sighs.
Well, at least she tried.
Quote:
Turning into a girl and being forced to work at a cafe wasn't Waver's idea of a good time, but the day just might get better when a buxom Artoria comes in for coffee. (Waitress, Genderbend)
A Week With A Hungry Lioness And A Two-Faced Rich Girl
Shirou’s Diary, Monday, 00:18AM
So this is the first entry. Tohsaka told me to start writing a diary because I’m “super forgetful”. Something makes me think she just wants to read someone she know’s diary, but I agreed anyway, it’s not a bad mental exercise.
It has been a week since me, Tohsaka and Lancer Artoria, helped Saber fight Gilgamesh and shut down the Grail. I still don’t know how we made it out of that one, but we did. Since then I’ve spent the week in hospital, sleeping off the bodily exhaustion caused by one of Gilgamesh’s trick weapons, with Tohsaka and Artoria visiting me every day. It could be worse, really. Tohsaka’s back in school and Artoria’s looking for a job, claims she won’t freeload, so Tohsaka has hooked her up with a fake resumé and spent some time in the last week instructing her how to behave in front of one’s future boss. Its great either way, since I got to see her in business casual for the first time today. Either Tohsaka’s being devious or she picked a size too small, and I don’t think I mind either option.
Then I was signed out with doctor’s orders to stay home and a receipt to send to the school to avoid further bad marks on my attendance. It’s a shame since I was sort of excited to go back to school, but on the other hand I get to stay home and help Artoria with her preparations for work in our time.
I was still feeling under the weather as we took a taxi home, but I admit Artoria got a good stir out of me by leaning into my side with her breasts and letting out a low breath by my ear as we sat in the backseat, Tohsaka giving directions on the fly to the driver. It was around then that I realized we (or at least I) hadn’t had sex with either for a week. Now that might not sound like a lot as I write this, but given our strategy late in the war became, erm, exploiting Artoria and her spear’s endless capacity for mana to beat down our opposition, it was a lot relative to the week and a half before. We’d taken an interest in Artoria almost immediately and she us, and well, what happened happened and for the better.
When we arrived back home, where Tohsaka had almost moved in during the week I was hospitalized, Tohsaka cooked for us. It’d been a week of dreadfully mediocre hospital food, so I ate almost with the same appetite as Artoria did. Tohsaka’s gānguō jī is ridiculous and I’ll have to learn it from her some day. Again Artoria surprised me when Tohsaka wasn’t looking by looking intently at me from across the low table and nudging my leg with her foot. I didn’t do anything except be bashful at the time but I guess she missed me more than she’d said she did. Was there a slight bit of red in her face back then? I don’t recall, too tired.
After we ate I retired to my bed. It felt good finally being able to lie in my futon at home, but before I went to sleep, Artoria came in my room. Hugged me (I definitely noticed her breasts pressing into my chest), repeated she was glad to have me home with a smile, and then kissed me. Intensely. To me, a horny teenager who hadn’t felt the touch of either of his, uh, partners for a week, it was pretty intense. But just as a part of me hoped this would devolve into something more than a kiss, she broke off and told me to rest, closing the door after her while popping her hips, and here I am now. Damn tease.
Tomorrow I’ll do some cleaning around the house. That’s still resting, right? Also I’ll probably keep these entries shorter from now on, though I’ll admit these are more fun to write than I expected. For now, sleep.
Monday, 7:34AM
Woke up to Artoria’s skirt-half-covered rear resting in the air at the foot of my futon and her mouth around one half of my dick and her hand around the rest. I came embarrassingly fast, in her mouth. She peeked her face out from under my blanket and showed me it on her tongue before swallowing and telling me ‘good morning’. That one was new, I had to admit, but it got me to wake up and then some.
Breakfast was somewhat awkward, as Tohsaka did her usual thing of barely being awake and moody while Artoria and I were both somewhat red-faced over what had occurred in my bedroom. Contrary to what I thought in the past, people who have sex regularly, leaving out the part where our relationship is triangular, can still be embarrassed about sex. I wasn’t sure why it got to her though. Was it that she might’ve felt that in hindsight she was too bold?
Well, I wouldn’t hate getting used to it.
Monday, 3:36PM
Spent most of the day in a light recliner chair I fixed in our downtime during the Holy Grail War reading more of Asimov’s The End of Eternity, which I had Tohsaka bring me while I was in the hospital. It felt somewhat surreal to think he conceptualized something so close to how Heroic Spirits work. I’m not much of a reader, though, so I grew restless after a bit and took a peek at Artoria studying business economics in the living room. This was the first time I noticed that she read things at bullet speeds. When I was sure she was done with the mathematical questions she was working on, I walked in and began to make lunch. How earnest she is in studying was actually super cute. Her face seemed so relaxed and happy even though she was working on things as mind-numbingly boring as business economics.
Monday, 6:51PM
Tohsaka came home, complaining in a bad mood that Shinji was back in school already. It didn’t take long for her to cheer up though when she heard I was making rabbit hot pot. Dinner was fairly standard until, as Artoria was devouring every scrap of the rice and hot pot, Tohsaka reached over and almost grabbed my dick through my pants. I’m not sure how Artoria didn’t notice, or if she did she simply ignored it, but it was fairly unexpected and I reddened a bit as I looked over at Tohsaka’s cheeky face.
Monday, 10:48PM
Well, turns out Tohsaka was no less sexually frustrated than Artoria had been this morning. Rather unexpectedly, or knowingly, Artoria asked to be alone as she kept studying in the living room after dinner. Out on the veranda Tohsaka loudly complained about the presence of Shinji, who’d dug himself a hole after Artoria had utterly destroyed his Servant early on in the War and hid there until it was over, and apparently now thought it safe. After she’d vented and calmed down, we went back to smalltalk before I pointed out what’d happened in the living room. At first she got cheeky about it again, but then it didn’t take long until she pushed me through the entry to the shed, kissed me up against one of the supports and then confessed that while her and Artoria fooling around a bit in the last week had been fun, there was something missing without me. I responded by pushing her against the support, tearing her underwear down to her knees and lifting her off the ground mounted on my cock until we both came with her legs wrapped around my back. It was pretty satisfying.
Tuesday, 01:02AM
Going to bed. After Tohsaka insisted on another quickie, which had me doing her up against the support with one leg over my shoulder, we made out and wound down. We made some small talk about how it was great to be back together at home, and then she turned in early, leaving for the shower with a visible white stain in her black panties. I went back to the living room, watched the late news with Artoria as she’d finished her homework and had some tea. Apparently the police still had absolutely no clue how Ryuudou Temple had been reduced to a spiral-shaped crater, and I teased Artoria that she’d overdone it, which made her pout cutely, saying she couldn’t have helped it. We had a bit of small talk, kissed each other goodnight, and here I am.
If my daily life is gonna be like this from now on, then that doesn’t sound half bad.
Tuesday, 8:02AM
Woke up late, had what’s left of breakfast. Artoria hadn’t dressed properly yet since no one else was up. I never knew I loved sports bras and yoga pants until now.
Tuesday, 9:35AM
Went shopping with Artoria, felt a little bad that I had to make her carry everything but despite the uh, vigor I had when I was with Tohsaka last night, I can still barely carry a shopping bag. She didn’t seem to mind though.
Tuesday, 9:37AM
Walking behind Artoria made me realize for the first time why Rin bought her denim jeans.
Tuesday, 9:39AM
Artoria whispered in my ear that she heard me and Tohsaka last night as we stood by a red light. That got a rise out of me but I didn’t respond past sputtering a bit, and she winked at me. She’s already drop-dead gorgeous but when she does things like that, I can barely control myself.
Tuesday, 10:25AM
Finally got home. I spent a bit too long staring when she bent over to untie her shoes, because she turned her head, gave me a smile and shook her hips at me as she stood up and went for the living room with a sway in her steps. Alright, that’s it.
Tuesday, 12:44AM
So, since the last entry, I’ve had to clean the living room table. Because after the thing in the hallway, I snuck up behind Artoria (I’m sure she knew I was there in hindsight), grabbed her breasts that I’ve watched painfully strain her white shirt all morning, and it kind of escalated from there to me fucking her from behind. As much as I am starting to grow a bit too obsessed with seeing it in pantyhose or a pencil skirt or jeans, I don’t think there’s quite anything so wonderful as her ass in the nude. Well, besides her face. Then after I finished once, Artoria, apparently as horny as she had gotten me during our shopping trip, threw me on the table and mounted my cock again. While in said throw, I knocked over every cup on the table, luckily only staining the table, my shirt (that very quickly came off thanks to the woman on top of me) and one of her books on business management, one of the ones she was already done with. Not that either of us cared at the time. That stain then wasn’t helped by Artoria being rather wet and covering me and the table in a rather explosively wet orgasm when we came at the same time.
Then I made lunch for the two of us with her blowing me while I worked and now I’m writing this as I’m coming out of the shower to join her at the table. I’d like to not have to clean it again.
Tuesday, 1:31PM
I had to clean the table again.
Tuesday, 6:43PM
After the fortunate accident at lunch, I went and cleaned the Dojo. Even though Taiga moved back to her old man to give the three of us space to “be lovebirds”, in her words, I like to keep it well-maintained and clean. Plus me and Artoria sparred in there a few times, and “sparred” once after one of those times, during the War, and I’d like to do the former again once I recover. Besides that I tinkered a bit with an old neon sign depicting the word ディスコ and an incorrect spell of Disco (Disuko) underneath it that I promised to fix for Gotou a while (at this point I’m sure he’s forgotten but a promise is a promise) back but checking the insides with Magecraft made my exhaustion act up and I gave up fixing it for now. Will have to do that another time, though I did write down what I’ll need to go buy for it. I’m told by Artoria that in my daze I went back to the living room and more or less passed in her lap. There were worse things to wake up to than her having to lean over to look me in the eyes because her breasts were in the way.
Tohsaka’s cooking tonight.
Tuesday, 8:23PM
Tohsaka’s attempt at Chinese-inspired Risotto was… okay? I’d expected it to be fairly bad but she pleasantly surprised me. More worrying is that she was given a couple of bottles of Shaoxing wine by Taiga that were intended for me, and insisted we crack one open on a weekday. This isn’t gonna end well.
Tuesday, 8:45PM
Rin’s flushed red after one and a half glass. This isn’t gonna end well.
Tuesday, 10:32PM
After a few more drinks and one and a half bottles of Shaoxing, I had to carry Tohsaka to bed, who drunk-murmured some stuff about me not paying enough attention to her before ordering me to kiss her. I obliged, and stayed by her bedside rubbing her hair until the alcohol made her fall asleep. She was weirdly cute like that. Then I went back to the living room and Artoria.
Tuesday, 10:37PM
Artoria insisted we should continue drinking. I guess I technically don’t have to get up tomorrow, so sure.
Tuesday, 11:01PM
This stuff is strong, or I’m just a lightweight…
Wednesday, 3:21AM
I had to clean the table again. Will clean up the stains on the floor tomorrow. Turns out I’m the polar opposite of a whisky dick, and Artoria took advantage. All our clothes had to go in the wash. I need to stop letting her throw me on that table, or at least make her move the stuff on it out of the way first.
Wednesday, 11:20AM
I woke up super late to hear Artoria scream from the kitchen. Apparently she felt bad for being the only sober one last night and wanted to bake a cake as apology. It was a cute gesture but all my hungover self understood at the time was that Artoria, in only some of the rather racy white underwear Tohsaka had gotten her and an apron, was covered in a rather sweet-looking cake batter.
Wednesday, 11:22AM
Can confirm it’s incredible sweet. Source: I licked it off her back.
Wednesday, 11:33AM
Three new discoveries. One, cake cream that’s way too thin makes for great lube. Two, anal sex might be one of my new favorite things. Three, Artoria can get a lot louder than I thought.
Wednesday, 11:42AM
Well, that was a way to start the day. Artoria is in the shower now and I’m tempted to join her if she’s still there when I’m done cleaning up her kitchen accident and wiping her pussyjuice off the counter. Apparently Rin actually went to school without being in a bad morning mood, or so Artoria said. I’ll figure out what I’m gonna do for the day after the kitchen is sparkling again. Sheesh, she gets explosive.
Wednesday, 12:21PM
Well, I ended up joining Artoria in the shower. I was barred further access to her ass but she said it wasn’t because she didn’t like it (on the contrary she said she loved it), just that she needed to prepare herself to do that again. On the other hand, the in-shower blowjob was nice, though I had to wash her hair again myself because i ended up shooting in it. Worse things have happened, her hair is super silky.
Wednesday, 2:10PM
After we got out of the shower, Artoria showed me what she was trying to make from a cookbook and I showed her how to actually do it. She seemed a little pouty over not being able to do it without my help since Tohsaka and I were supposed to be the receivers of it, but she was happy with the result as we set the cake (a Blueberry and chocolate layer cake) in the fridge to cool as we waited for Tohsaka to get home before trying it.
I got to lick the the spoon clean though.
Wednesday, 2:11PM
She licked my spoon clean.
Wednesday, 3:59PM
Read some more of The End of Eternity as Artoria went back to reading macroeconomics. It’s a sunny day. Would be great to do some exercise right about now.
Wednesday, 4:11PM
Artoria agreed to do some team stretches with me as a stand-in for real exercise. It almost just became an excuse for seeing her in a sports bra and yoga pants, even if she’s really earnest about it and I’m not exactly unmotivated either.
Wednesday, 4:33PM
So it turns out that grass isn’t the worst thing to get ridden on. At least there’s nothing to knock over. Yeah… this might’ve become just an excuse for fucking Artoria in yoga pants.
Wednesday, 6:54PM
After a light dinner of sashimi of smoked salmon with charred veggies and rice, Artoria presented the cake and Tohsaka was ecstatic, so that’s a success story. It also ended up being a lot tastier than expected. Tohsaka’s sweet tooth is appeased at any rate.
Wednesday, 6:56PM
Tohsaka got some of the cake cream on her face and not-so-indirectly talked Artoria into licking it off her cheek, which didn’t actually happen because Tohsaka immediately started making out with her once she got in close. Here we go…
Wednesday, 7:04PM
Tohsaka, cake isn’t supposed to go in Artoria’s cleavage. Oh well, I got hard looking at her eating it out of there anyway.
Wednesday, 8:55PM
So Tohsaka ended up getting fucked from behind by me while she motorboated cake out of Artoria’s cleavage, and that’s sort of where things kicked into high gear. Artoria then rapidly took control of the situation by eating my cum out of Tohsaka, straddling her midriff and then snowballing it with her while Tohsaka still had cake in her mouth, all while just telling me to watch. She’s a real tease when she wants to be, goddamnit.
We didn’t spring the anal card on Tohsaka yet but she did get watch me pound Artoria in the ass with only their spit and the cake cream as lube. As delightful as the first time, and having Tohsaka watch me do it only added to it.
After we were done, we all went into the bathtub together, covered in cake and cum as we were, and that ended up much the same way. Getting titfucked in the water with Rin on my balls was an experience, alright.
Now I’m stuck with the cleanup job afterwards. Great. Thanks, girls.
Wednesday, 10:32PMIt only took a quarter of a century to get the cake cream out of the carpet but I succeeded. Then I wondered where the girls had been. Turns out they were in Tohsaka’s room kissing each other’s faces off while rubbing against some vibrating gemstone I was almost sure must’ve been Tohsaka’s weirdest creation yet, magecraft-wise. I wasn’t allowed to join in, Tohsaka said, because I’d had her so much to myself recently.
Wednesday, 10:35PM
I was allowed to join in if I allowed Artoria to do something to me that Tohsaka wouldn’t say and I had to keep my eyes closed, so I was blindfolded by Tohsaka. I then heard a sound like zoom and Tohsaka marvelling over something, to the effect of “Wow, you weren’t kidding! But let’s not make that a regular thing, you’d make Emiya-kun feel inadequate” and Artoria agreeing. I wonder what’s up with that…
Thursday, 1:23AM
My asshole hurts, but it was so worth it…
Thursday, 8:16AM
So after I had my ass destroyed by Artoria’s spear and all the other blindfolded fun I had yesterday, I at least got a great consolation prize. Tohsaka woke me up by blowing me in the 69 position in this weird gold, white and black bikini set. Apparently my girlfriend was into something like cosplay now? I commented on it and she just got teasy about it, saying that with Artoria’s combat clothing she thought I was into that stuff. I called her cheeky, slapped her on the ass and obliged her in returning the oral favor.
Thursday, 8:48AM
After we got each other to cum, me and Tohsaka joined Artoria for breakfast. Artoria wanted to bring me along for a job interview she’d apparently gotten using Rin’s forged resumé, to which I agreed. She looked banging in business casual with a pencil skirt.
Thursday, 9:25AM
So Artoria’s randomly moaning quietly and breathing heavily as we’re walking to the company’s building. What’s up with her?
Thursday, 9:35AM
So I think I cracked the code. Rin’s put vibrators on the inside of Artoria’s underwear. Goddamnit Tohsaka, she can’t go to a job interview like that.
Thursday, 10:44AM
The interview apparently went pretty well! They said they were definitely interested and would get back to her as soon as possible. I barely got this information out of her before she pushed me into a bush in the company’s garden and rode me until we both came, uncaring of the fact that we could be seen by literally anyone who’d come outside for a smoke break. I could feel the vibrators every time she forced me inside her and that definitely helped in making me cum in no time. Then, Artoria declared revenge on Rin for the humiliation she’d felt, and went commando for our walk home, which presented its own problems like her pussy juice leaking down her thighs, making stains on the inside of her pencil skirt.
Thursday, 11:25AMApparently once wasn’t enough or Artoria had gotten addicted to the rush of being discoverable at any time, because we ended up doing it against a slide in the park where no one was around, with her supporting herself on the side of it, one leg in the air while I fucked her. We shouldn’t make this a hobby because I’m fairly sure we’ll be social pariahs in no time. This city isn’t that big and people know me fairly well. Oh well, the sex was great.
Thursday, 12:06PM
After we finally got home and put Artoria’s clothes in the laundry as they were… not pristine anymore, I made early lunch and we discussed how to pay Tohsaka back for nearly getting Artoria done in at a job interview. I’ll detail it as it unfolds because Artoria’s giving me that look from across the table and I’m sort of hoping we don’t make the same mess we usually do, so I’ll ask her to join me in the bath.
Thursday, 1:18PM
So newsflash is that water and soap isn’t enough lube by itself, but Tohsaka has been so generous as to put this thick non-washable bottle of oil by the bath and it worked wonders in both making Artoria’s asshole a smooth, fantastic ride but also left her skin glistening and this stuff just won’t come off. Oh well, I am certainly not adverse to Artoria having shiny skin for a day or two.
Thursday, 5:55PM
Tohsaka, who came in sounding all smug asking if Artoria had had any difficulties with her job interview, was gobsmacked the moment she entered the living room and saw Artoria, skin as shiny as can be, lying around seductively in pieces of armor that barely could be described as a bikini. It was like a honeybee attracted to pollen, except that pollen got up, greeted her even more seductively, and essentially swept Tohsaka off her feet in an instant, and it wasn’t long before Tohsaka had tossed everything on hand aside and was licking Artoria’s body from head to toe. She apologized profusely when Artoria said that if she wouldn’t, she’d made Rin get off her and go have loud fun with me instead, and is now offering Artoria something like a little tin filled with what looks like… edible gemstones?
Thursday, 5:58PM
So apparently these are things Rin made to “make our sex life something a little less under control”. Well, we all agreed to try one, so let's see what happens.
Sunday, 11:59PM
Oh, I’ve totally neglected this project haven’t I? Well, let’s just say the three of us have been extremely occupied these last few days. Oh well, now that I’ve remembered I was doing it, I’ll make sure to start updating it again. Why has it been so long since the last update? Rin is terrible at dosages, that’s what.
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=Following UBW Good Ending (with Saber's Lancer version from F/GO instead), a look into a week (Monday through Sunday) of Shirou, Rin, and Artoria's active sex-life. As the week goes on, their needs become more intense to them becoming nearly inseparable. Vanilla.