Unconventional Escape Methods

Gudao grit his teeth in frustration as he leaned against one of the nearby trees. It was happening again… Separated from the rest of the group, unable to contact Chaldea for some reason he barely bothered to remember due to the frequency of how often it happened these days and being pursued by enemies… Yup. Definitely the usual series of events and circumstances even if he would have preferred it not to be.

At the very least, he was not alone this time. Chiyome had managed to catch up and find him, even if she did so alone, leaving just the two of them trying to get back to the others after she ended up saving him from the situation he was forced into this time.

From a certain perspective, maybe it was for the better that it was just her, but it was hard to deny that they were struggling to fight and escape with their lives. Even if he only needed to focus on supporting her as opposed to splitting his focus further, they were quickly reaching the point where the enemies were simply overwhelming them through sheer numbers.

They had been running for a while as well, and he was getting more and more exhausted, unable to keep running and forcing them to stop like this so he could catch his breath.

Chiyome didn’t say anything, but from the way she was looking around it was clear that she didn’t want to stay in one spot like this. Yet, she clearly needed the short break as well, the constant fights taking a toll on her as well; it would only be getting worse from here as well, given that it was obvious that the enemies were catching up to them.

“…Sorry.” Gudao breathed out. It was his fault, after all…

“Master, I… Have a plan.” Chiyome respectfully ignored the apology, still looking around them and effectively only stealing glances at her Master with some hesitation in her tone and a light blush forming on her face as she carefully chose her words. “I can… Carry you. We should be able to get away from here if I do… That.”

It was technically a harmless and innocent enough offer, but the way she asked it made Gudao blush a little as well, even if he was not quite sure why that was.

In truth, Gudao had had an interest in Chiyome all the way since their first meeting in Shimōsa. He ended up summoning her shortly after that incident, further building on the strange feelings he had felt for her while she was still an enemy and things hadn’t gotten much better.

Well, they had certainly gotten better in general, but not in terms of eliminating his feelings toward her. She was cute, her rare smiles that he was now able to see were precious every time and this faint blush she had was also very cute… On top of all of which… Well, she was hot. While she was not exactly the bustiest Servant in Chaldea, her outfit was rather lewd, leaving very little to the imagination due to its composition.

Her cock certainly hadn’t been left to the imagination, for one.

Even now, in spite of the overall situation they were in, her cock was twitching to life, hardening and growing, looking rather ridiculous in contrast to the rest of her body even without being fully erect, not that he had actually seen her at full size so far.

Her balls were also rather massive, being able to match the breast size of some of the other Servants in Chaldea as if to compensate for her small chest and looking like he might not be able to fully cup one of her balls with his hand.

Acknowledging all of that only made him feel like his own blush was getting more pronounced. When the fights were not intense enough to require his full attention, he found himself focusing on just her cock and balls, but right now, they were even closer than any of those times and the overall situation was rather calm, even if it should have been anxiety inducing for other reasons.

“O-Okay.” He nodded. “Let’s do that.”

Chiyome nodded in turn. “Okay. I… Can’t explain it right now, but… Just trust me for now.”

He certainly did trust her, already having placed his life in her hands as it was, but he was still struck speechless with confusion as Chiyome proceeded to put her hands on her own cock, clearly and intentionally starting to stroke her length with skilled hands and fingers that build up skill by using certain weapons with a truly expert amount of skill.

Her cock was definitely larger than her usual weapons though, making the whole thing look a bit awkward as the skills didn’t fully translate. The confusion only grew more intense, yet his focus shifted entirely to the cock, leaving him unable to think of anything but the sight in front of him, even if the series of events didn’t quite make sense.

—She certainly hadn’t asked for his help, and he was not sure what this had to do with the possibility of carrying him, but as it was, he hadn’t been thinking about the latter and ignored the former as he found himself approaching her, kneeling down in front of her to get a good angle.

She was already panting and moaning, her cock making odd wet noises as it leaked a certain amount of precum, lubricating itself in preparation and allowing her hands to practically glide along the length, making louder and wetter noises as she went along.

Every stroke ended up longer as her cock continued to grow, continued to harden to an increasingly intimidating, and oddly exciting, size. She even needed two hands to properly grasp herself, wrapping all of her fingers around the girth and getting more intense with every passing moment and a speed that was reserved for Servants. The whole area started to get a particular smell as well, a deprived smell that fused with the general smells of the outside.

His underwear felt tighter and he could have sworn there was a certain heat radiating off of her and to his hands as he got his palms close to her genitals and put his hands on her balls, the contact apparently surprising her enough to draw out a quick moan. Her hands made her cock look even larger than it probably was by comparison, but they were still occupying and taking care of the entire phallus, leaving him with little other option if he wanted to help.

He was her Master, after all, and he was supposed to support her, wasn’t he? So, this was perfectly fine, even if more than a little depraved and outside of the usual series of events. Right now, he couldn’t exactly think about the usual series of events however, which were often broken regardless, instead fully focusing on the sheer presence of her cock near his face while he ran his hands along the size of her nuts.

For the most part, his actions and movements were similar to how one would grope a pair of breasts, rubbing his palms against the massive orbs, feeling them grow tauter under his hands as he caressed them. An occasional squeeze further drew a moan out of Chiyome’s mouth even as she tried to resist it, almost as if trying to squirm away from his hands.

No matter how Chiyome shifted however, the heavy, smooth and firm testicles stayed in his hands, small adjustments being made as necessary even if, for the most part, it was akin to her rubbing her balls against his hands.

Some corner of his awareness further told him that his hands would be smelling like her for a while after this, but that was not entirely bad, if at all.

For all her squirming as well, she was aiming her cock in a particular way as well, closer to him in such a way that the precum was dripping down against his back. The occasional squeeze, after a certain delay he barely connected the effect of, only further drew a slightly larger amount of precum, as if he was squeezing it right out of her balls…

His clothes quickly became stained as well, making him squirm as well at the wet feeling at his back.

At times, he would stroke along the side of the balls instead, pushing against them in a way that almost made them jiggle were it not for their current firmness that kept them in place. It wasn’t until he thought about getting even closer to give her balls a kiss that he realized he was projecting too many breast traits to the massive examples of virility in front of him, leading him to try and readjust his actions.

In those short moments of reconsideration, of simply stopping and holding her balls, he could have sworn he felt something else against his hands. Something within the balls, almost as if he could feel the cum churning in her balls, preparing itself to be shot out of her massive cock, excitedly “swimming” inside the confines of the testicles… But there was no way that was really happening, was there?

He looked up finally, trying to ask and confirm what he was feeling. His eyes still got stuck on her cock for a few moments before he finally managed to focus on her face, a flustered expression on it as she clearly did her best to contain herself and her pleasure for one reason or another.

“E-Enough… We should be able to do it now.” Chiyome rather desperately stated, almost as if pleading.

“R-Right.” He got up, suddenly remembering that they should have still been running away from their pursuers.

Before he could ask for any clarification about why they did what they just did, Chiyome proceeded to lean forward, almost as if she was about to kiss him for some reason— Only for her to go for his neck instead, making him flinch both in surprise and the sudden spark of pain as she bit him without any real warning.

Naturally, he was even more confused now. “Wh—” Was as far as he got before his legs proceeded to give out under him, causing him to nearly fall to the ground if not for Chiyome catching him. In short order, he felt his whole body relax, his limbs refusing to listen and all tension leaving his body.

“Don’t worry, the muscle relaxants should wear off in a few minutes.” She comforted as if it was no big deal, her body still slightly bucking against his own, keeping her cock hard even if his had fully gone soft.

“Wh-Why?” He managed, finding that his head was somehow spared, which meant that he could still talk after all. “Why did you—?!”

“…It will make the swallowing process easier for both of us.” Though still a bit awkward, there was a certain determination in her tone.

“……what?” He… Didn’t mishear that, did he?

“This way, I can carry you at full speed to safety in my balls, fighting off any enemy that comes along.”

That wasn’t quite what he agreed to! Right now, however, it didn’t seem to matter as she just readjusted and moved his body as well as her cock, aiming both in relation to each other until his face was right in front of the tip of her dick.

The slit of her cock seemed to open up, almost giving him a direct view into her urethra were it not for the fact there was no light inside to actually let him see anything. A smell assaulted him, a concentrated musk of urine and semen that escaped any other description, existing as a truly unique thing.

Somehow, he still felt an odd excitement in his chest from the smell alone, only to be brought back to this reality as Chiyome thrust forward wordlessly, pulling his body forward in the same motion.

His nose was pushed directly into her cock, the slit already opening up further, spreading over the inner corners of his eyes and upper lip. Again, he tried to protest but another quick movement proceeded to cause her cock to spread over the front of his face, engulfing his whole head while the vague sounds of pleasurable grunting almost echoed in his ears as the last sound of the outside.

The cock squeezed all around his head, pushing, compressing, the smells and cum against and into his face, filling his senses with all of it. All he could smell and taste was her cum, all he could hear was the pulsing of her flesh as the cock twitched again with considerable power, consuming even more of his body, taking in his neck and vaguely feeling like it was choking him for a few moments before it simply pulsed again and took in his shoulders.

He couldn’t resist or struggle in any way. His body was limp. Her cock was hard, twitching and consuming him as she kept holding him, kept feeding him to her cock, drawing him closer and closer as he was pulled inside more and more with every passing moment, every passing movement of her cock, completely at her mercy and lack thereof.

He couldn’t help but note that the way it was consuming was definitely serpentine, as was to be expected… But even knowing that did not offer any insight as to how he could deal with this situation, how to escape…

Even trying to yell or say anything only caused cum to be scraped up into his mouth, shutting him up immediately before he even accomplished anything.

Overall, it was a fast process, one that couldn’t have lasted more than a minute in total. After his shoulders, his chest was consumed, a number of movements leading her to his pelvis. Even with his body so completely limp like this, he still felt some vague, overall involuntary, pleasure as the cock squeezed down on his ass and pressed against his own soft cock.

As she moved over his legs, he found his head in her balls. The overall difference in heat between his legs and the rest of his body was considerable and uncomfortable; he expected her balls to practically be a sauna as a result, but found himself almost pleasantly, if he could even find anything about this pleasant right now, surprised that they were not all that bad.

Even so, being submerged in her raw cum was not all that pleasant an experience. He couldn’t even breathe in deeply and prepare himself to sink into her balls, the attempt only causing his lungs to be filled with the musk of her cum, the strange fumes that filled every part of his insides even before he was pulled head deep into the pool of cum.

His whole body swiftly found itself forced into a fetal position in a struggle for space, fully consumed by her cock and deposited in her balls. He still couldn’t move a muscle above his neck, but he could feel all sorts of things against his body. It… Had to be her cum, didn’t it? There was nothing else that it could have been.

Her cum was thick, warm enough, akin to a particularly warm bath, to still be viscous and so full of sperm, so full of swimmers, that pushed against his body, almost massaging him.

—His surroundings suddenly got tighter, smaller, as if the balls shrank as far as they could go, leaving him with even less space and nearly entirely submerging his head, waves of upset cum splashing into his nose and mouth.

They started moving shortly after, everything shifting around him in a way that should have been disorienting. There was nothing to focus on, however, nothing to actually shift in his vision, nothing to actually see in her balls, just the feeling of the cum moving around him as he closed his eyes and tried to focus, tried to trust.

He just had to make it through the next few minutes. She said that the relaxants would wear off soon, didn’t she? Then he just had to trust her and wait and hope for it to happen. The smell was not all that bad when he got used to it either, even if he became keenly aware of the fact that it would stick to him for quite some time even after all of this was over.

Hopefully everyone else would be fine with that…

The minutes passed as Gudao grew more and more anxious. The cum was attacking him, there was no other explanation, as crazy as it sounded. His clothes were pretty much gone, leaving him completely naked and still unable to move in any way. Not that he even could have moved if his body listened to him… His surroundings were just that tight.

He still tried to squirm though as the cum focused on his ass and crotch. His balls tingled in a barely pleasant way and there was something pushing against his ass as if trying to get inside. With the relaxed state of his body, he couldn’t exactly keep whatever it was that he was feeling away and out, but as far as he could feel, it was just so large that it simply couldn’t get inside, or it was doing something else entirely.

His limbs in general felt… Tingly, filling him with concern that he was somehow being broken apart by the cum. They felt raw while he had done his best so far to avoid coming into contact with acids, his current situation still reminded him of certain corrosive attacks that had been used against him in the past. But there was… There was no way she was actually going to do that to him, was there?

—There was a sharp feeling as something brushed against his cock, almost wrapping around it before pushing in spite of his softness. His own urethra was being invaded and assaulted, he quickly realized, leading him to grunt in complaint, unable to actually do much of anything about the actual situation.

He couldn’t do anything about any of this. He was just stuck in her balls with every evidence so far pointing to the fact that he might very well die in here even as he tried to deny it.

His only comfort was the fact that he, they, had already saved the world from Goetia. There was no active threat, only a continued attempt to hang on to relevancy and the vague meaning that was established during the year of the Grand Order.

He was hanging on desperately to the new “normal” that he had established while he was trying to survive, to save the World, but there was only so much that could be done and his frustration before all of this only made that more apparent.

“Ah!” He still managed to yell out as the thing managed to properly push itself into his cock, forcing his urethra to expand beyond its normal limits and size as the serpentine entity slithered its way inside, quickly starting to enter his balls as well due to his relative smallness.

It was painful and he had no idea how Chiyome had managed to do it to him. His balls expanded, growing beyond their limits and feeling like they would burst from the pressure as the entity slithered its entire body inside, finally stopping after a few moments when it was fully inside.

He could still feel it though. He could feel it simply existing and shifting inside his balls, even as something else wrapped itself around his cock tightly, pushing against it on all sides, compressing it like it was trying to crush it.

A new, strange sensation came over him, making him feel as if cum was being forced straight out of his balls rather than like he was reaching an orgasm. There was certainly pleasure of a sort in all of this, one that he found himself increasingly forced to admit to and acknowledge, but it still hadn’t been enough to actually make him cum!

His body practically yelled at him to do something about this, to save himself, to save his cock which now felt like it was melting as well, like he would lose what little of a manhood he had in comparison to Chiyome’s… As unfair a comparison as that actually was. But he was still paralyzed, unable to do anything no matter how hard he tried to struggle.

—He knew it would most likely be the last thing he did, that he wouldn’t come back from it, but Gudao felt his body shutting down in response to the pain and helplessness he was feeling. A defense mechanism to try and avoid the worst of it, to try and find some sort of a peaceful death, or at least try to avoid the worst of the pain of what was effectively castration…

The feeling of actual hands, Chiyome’s most likely, caressing his body from outside all of this did not do anything to help will him to continue fighting and hang on. They were almost comforting and loving, the sort of touch that one could easily get utterly lost in…

…But before he could actually black out, his surroundings suddenly and violently shifted and changed again. Almost as quickly as he found himself inside them, Gudao found himself being dragged out of the balls, what he assumed was a massive orgasm leading his way as he was forcefully expelled head first out of Chiyome’s prison.

The light was blinding and he desperately breathed in the fresher air, even as only his head and shoulders poked out of her massive phallus. The sounds of continued stroking filled his ears, almost echoing in the otherwise empty room and making him vaguely aware of the fact that Chiyome was still stroking her cock, masturbating, to get the rest of his body out of herself.

He did his best to squirm out as well, wiggling his body as a continued string of orgasms continued to propel him forward, cum squirting around his body with some amount of pressure as it did its best to squeeze through past him. Then, as soon as he was out far enough, Chiyome put her hands under his arms and pulled him out the rest of the way herself.

The pull was rather violent, all things considered, throwing Gudao’s body forward in a way that could have easily been attributed to him slipping out and away due to the sheer amount of cum still sticking to his naked body, lubricating him enough that he even slid along the floor for a few, almost humorous, moments.

A few moments later, after only being able to listen to Chiyome’s continued panting, he felt his body start to tense up. The relaxants faded away! –Unfortunately, this was quickly followed by his whole body jerking in a way that was almost too familiar, forcing him to crawl on the floor for a few moments, trying to find somewhere, anywhere where he could— Too late!

“I am sorry for the extreme method.” Chiyome apologized behind him as Gudao got on his hands and knees, cum rushing back up his throat from his stomach, forcing him to cough it out with considerable effort. He felt some more of it leaking out of and against his ass, down his thighs, but his main point of focus was not actually throwing up.

He tried to find somewhere, something, that he could throw-cough up into without staining the room too much, or accidentally destroying something valuable, but he had no such luck. Chiyome’s cum seemed to have already made a mess of the floor in the first place anyway, though him expelling the same had certainly caused a far more concentrated and intense mess.

Maybe it would have been better to just throw up. The coughing was not dry or overly painful, the cum still thick but every instance of it that he coughed out had a lingering feeling in his throat and mouth that gave it a distinctly different feeling he couldn’t quite describe and almost considered masochistic in a way due to its closeness to being choked. Throwing up felt like it would have been the easier option, but his body still ended up refusing on an instinctual level.

“…But I believed it necessary.” Chiyome added with as much professional coldness as she could manage while her cock was still as hard and leaking as it was, even as Gudao lifted his hand to his mouth, wiping off some more of the cum off the corners of his mouth. The taste certainly lingered, sticking to his tongue and teeth, to the top and every corner of his mouth.

There was… A lot to process and the taste and feeling of cum in his mouth certainly wasn’t helping all that much. They were in an inn of some sort… But it didn’t look like the Enma-Tei, so hopefully he really was still alive. If he had done what he just did in the Enma-Tei, he probably would have gotten killed anyway, even if he was already dead…

His next point of relief was that his crotch hurt like hell. He still had to have a crotch for it to hurt, didn’t he? Therefore, he hadn’t lost it in spite of the intense things he had been put through. It wasn’t much of a comfort and the whole area felt sensitive, but it was still something he chose to try and count as a victory as he continued to try and stay positive about all of it.

He really needed to stay positive and grasp at whatever straws he could manage to get a hold of, otherwise he was likely to fall into a truly deep depression over everything. Though that was an old coping mechanism rather than something newly formed.

…On further inspection, his Command Seals had changed as well. Their design became almost serpentine instead of what it had been before, yet he couldn’t even focus on that right now. Instead, he just let himself drop to the floor, falling into the puddle of expelled excess cum before rolling over on his back, his thoughts catching back up to him and barreling through all of the other distractions.

He was alive. Just as he was accepting the fact that he was going to die in there, he was let out. He felt like laughing, but couldn’t find the proper strength to do even that much. He couldn’t even cry about his situation, so he just laid there with wide eyes and tried to process what in the actual fuck happened in the past few minutes.

“Um… Master? Your cock shrunk.” Now that definitely got his attention, causing Gudao to raise his head and look down to see what she was talking about.

For a moment, he was pretty sure his cock looked bigger than normal and attributed it to painful swelling, but then he noticed the situation was not quite that simple. There seemed to be some sort of a… Shell? It was quite hard as he poked at it, even as Chiyome carefully touched it, having come close enough to be face to face with it.

…He really was smaller. The shell was thick enough that his cock must have been smaller than it had been before for it to actually fit in any way. Chiyome continued saying something, but he couldn’t properly register what she was saying even if she may have been giving a reliable theory on what had happened. He was… Honestly already below average and now he was even smaller?

Even if that was the only actual loss from this whole situation, he couldn’t find himself relieved about the result. His balls must have shrunk, considerably so considering the previous feelings of having whatever it was that crawled up in there, under the same logic as they were also covered in the weird shell.

How… How was he supposed to get those off of himself? Would he ever be able to?

He clenched his ass a few times, confirming that the muscles were even still working considering the previous events. He felt… Hollower in a certain that, like there was an absence inside him. He just barely noticed feeling lighter, now that he was focusing on it, but couldn’t quite figure out why…

—Gudao flinched slightly as Chiyome put her hands on his body, just above his waist, dragging her whole body up against his own in an almost tired way, her cock and balls especially being pronounced as they were dragged between them and against his legs respectively. The slight heat of her body, the weight of having someone with him, was still comforting even if the circumstances that led up to this should have made it the opposite.

Right… She had also been exhausted and she brought him to safety like this, even if her methods were undeniably strange. Even if the brush with death had woken him up and oddly sped up his own recovery, she likely needed to rest and relax a bit as well, so he just let them be like this.

…In spite of the shell around his cock and balls, he could still feel hers. The feeling was only slightly muted, still making him squirm a little as she only further continued to rub herself against him in what seemed to be an attempt to get comfortable. His cock was entirely between her balls, weighed down by them and possibly harder than he ever could have gotten on his own.

She let out small moans of her own as well at the feeling of his cock against his balls, as far as he could tell. She was growing harder again, her cock still leaking, her balls still churning in a way that he could simply feel against his thighs and crotch now that he had grown intimately aware of what it felt like. Now that he had been inside her.

Before long, Chiyome started to get up, straddling him instead of actually getting up to her feet. The cock loomed, hovered, above him as she looked down at him with a lustful expression, gently shifting and shimmying against his cock. Gudao felt further movement, the shell apparently in such a state that he could still get erect.

He hadn’t gotten a good look at her cock before, but it must have been at least half his own height, if not even larger. Not due to the sheer virtue of having swallowed him whole, but by his current, active, estimation of having it right here in front of his face. If he had to guess, it must have been that large or he was simply in cock shock and overselling it.

The part over his cock lifted up, separate from the one over his balls, weighed down only by the sheer heft of her balls, but as she moved, it managed to peek out and get moved away. It looked more like he had a strap-on on his crotch rather than an actual cock, but it still felt mostly the same, her balls against his own and his cock pressed up against the front of her nuts.

“Maybe… I can help you with that.” She breathed out, leaning back forward and supporting herself with her hands on either side of his body while she moved her legs in such a way that her thighs pressed against the sides of her balls.

She started slowly and quickly started gaining momentum, moving her testicles with her thighs in such a way they were smothering his own and nearly feeling like they would crush his cock in the process, speaking vague words he barely registered through the sudden pleasure and pain about how the pressure was absolutely necessary and things like that.

“N-No.” He had to grit his teeth as it was, finding it too painful and too early since getting out, finding himself way too sensitive even if the feelings nonetheless felt muted. The light humping that had been taking place thus far was just barely fine, but this felt like it was pushing it too far, so he tried to get away, to make her stop.

She grabbed him by the shoulders, keeping him down and in place, almost glaring at him in a vague warning to stay put. He didn’t listen, of course, still finding this new experience to be too painful to handle right now. There had to be another way, or so he would argue if he actually trusted his voice right now to do anything but let out a loud moan of sorts.

“Stop… Resisting.” Chiyome spoke as assertively as she could, still bound by the usual professionalism she displayed, even if it was cracking, unlike the shell.

Gudao let out another full body twitch before stopping as the back of his hand glowed, the Command Seals activating in spite of the fact that he hadn’t meant them to do so. In fact, he suddenly found himself less willing to resist, something forcing him to become more passive—

It took only a few more moments for them to realize what had happened, causing both of their eyes to widen in realization. She had… Somehow used his own Command Seal against him. In spite of her usual self, Chiyome let out a short exhale akin to a laugh that only made Gudao feel more nervous; the Command Seal was still in effect however, leaving him unable to do anything, unable to resist.

She leaned back, a certain look in her eyes that only made his worries grow. Not fully moving yet, she took one of the straps that made up her usual outfit, pulling on it until it came loose and lowering it down to her balls.

“This… Should help me get a better feel for what I’m doing.” In a matter of moments, she managed to wrap the strap around them in such a way that her balls were pressed up even tighter and further against him, reaching an even more painful level of pressure against his crotch even as she seemed to remain largely unaffected by her own actions. “I saw… I felt the way you handled them earlier, you know?”

With the strap of cloth keeping them together like this, she started using her hands, pressed them against the sides of her balls instead and moving them similar to how one would when using their breasts to fuck a cock, her relative flatness proving to me no demerit in making full use of her true endowment.

Though she was still a Servant and in spite of the sheer tautness of her balls, in its current state his cock was still able to push against them, or rather into them as they fully and properly wrapped around the shell of his cock.

The sloshing cum that he could still hear if he focused hard enough, could still feel against his cock, only added to the experience, everything simply shifting and seemingly assaulting him in a targeted way he had no way of resisting.

It only took a few moments for Gudao’s whole body to start jerking rather uncontrollably, an orgasm rocking through his body… Yet nothing actually came out. His cock was covered and even if he felt the cum rushing up his urethra, it was ultimately still a dry orgasm that left his cock in pain due to that.

Chiyome did not stop, getting just a bit more intense after seeing that the orgasm didn’t help him in any way. Her own cock was leaking and she was clearly holding back her own orgasm, precum leaking out of her and lubricating his body even further even if he hoped that that fact wouldn’t get used for anything.

Or maybe it would be better to just go back in there rather than being forced through this and what was to follow? His whole body being engulfed by cum in an insanely tight space, or his cock getting fucked by her balls… His confidence in which option was worse quickly eroded.

In a matter of minutes of the continued and mostly repeated actions, Chiyome just rubbing and fucking her balls against his cock, crushing him almost to the point he could swear that his pelvis would break under the weight of the balls being pushed down against it, he still found himself cumming again, to the same result as the last attempt had had… Not only that, but he realized that the shell had grown tighter as if punishing him for cumming.

Chiyome was ignorant of this fact and might not have even cared even if she knew, instead arching her back as her own orgasm went through her, a truly considerable amount of cum being shot out of her cock with no direction, staining the wall and even the ceiling before staining Gudao even further from the sheer force and amount she shot out.

Even if he couldn’t resist, he could still voice his pleading for her to stop between the rather involuntary moans and grunts that his body was betraying him with. He could also exclaim in pain and he often did, yet all of it was equally ignored as she continued to ride him through her pleasure.

He could still feel most of it, if not all of it. The way her hands pushed into her own balls, occasionally swirling to add a different feeling to it all, making them get even tighter and just barely managing to further stimulate different parts of his genitals, as small as they were in comparison to her own. The way her cum continued to swim, to churn, still slightly massaging against his cock, almost like it was trying to enter inside it again.

It continued on and on, his cock’s prison only getting tighter, constantly crushing him, constantly too tight in such a way that every time it even remotely started feeling less painful some corner of his mind was afraid that his cock had shrunk even further.

Yet, he couldn’t help but cum, the pleasure being just too much for him, almost mind meltingly so even through all his attempts to make it through. He came time and time again, whenever he was able to, all the while it felt like his balls were only further swelling and becoming filled with cum instead of getting emptier.

Then, suddenly, it stopped. More accurately, the strap ended up breaking with a sound loud enough to snap even Chiyome out of the trance of pleasure she had found herself in. Her eye was already glazed over with the sheer pleasure and as a result of her own occasional orgasms that had only further felt like they might drown him.

Even her own legs were unsteady as Chiyome got up, looking at what she had managed, checking for any progress… The shell was definitely smaller, but so was his cock, looking like it was less than half the size it was… However, to his own horror, he still saw that there were some cracks in the shell.

It was working and instead being relieved, all he could think was “Fuck”.

“Maybe… This will work?” Chiyome breathed out and before Gudao could do anything, she grabbed him by the hips, lifting him up and turning him around, his face against the floor, cum dripping down his body to the floor, his ass up in the air in a particularly unsafe sort of way that left him feeling defenseless.

Even in his state, he knew what was about to happen. “No…” He tried, fighting against the Command as much as he could manage and trying to crawl away, only to be stopped as she grabbed his ass, sinking her fingers slightly into it and preventing him from going any further.

“…Spread yourself for me.” The same assertive tone as before and the Seals glowed again, forcing him to obey, his hands moving back to his ass as well and pulling, spreading his cheeks and showing off his hole.

He doubted she even had an actual plan with this, beyond chasing her own pleasure. He certainly couldn’t see or imagine any way in which this would lead to him being freed from the shell unless his cock and balls simply got crushed and compressed to the point that the shell became useless. He would rather avoid that development!

In spite of his hesitation and fears, as the tip of her cock pressed against his asshole, it easily pushed inside with little resistance. He inhaled sharply due to the pain of feeling himself getting spread even further apart, feeling like he was going to be split apart. Inch after inch entered, forcing themselves deeper and deeper even if there really should not have been any way for his ass to contain so much cock, let alone this fast…!

Before Chiyome had managed to even get a quarter of the way inside him, she came, blasting his insides with her cum to the point he felt like it went straight into his bowels. She didn’t stop though, instead pushing further and continuing on from the orgasm, getting even further inside.

He could see a bulge against his stomach, her cock outlined even on the front of his body due to its sheer size and presence. He could feel his insides being pushed and almost rearranged painfully for the same reasons, grasping the floor desperately, trying to hold on to something, anything, to try and maintain his sanity.

At least he had an idea what happened to his ass while he was still inside. How her cum could have cleared out his bowels, as there was little else in the way of an explanation as to how Chiyome was able to do this so easily, was beyond him, but it was the only thing that made sense.

Besides, instead of whatever contents he had had in his digestive system, whatever waste, he now had her cum filling him up. It was definitely an upgrade, or so his slowly shattering mind tried to convince him.

Naturally, he came from the anal stimulation, leading to the same effects as before. It was as if his entire urethra was full of cum that was unable to escape, making it even more painful as the shell shrank even further, compressing him even further with no sign of stopping.

She didn’t hold back her own plentiful orgasms either, filling up his insides more and more, painting his bowels white and even managing to make his stomach start to expand. It was still a gradual process though, even if it was one on a rapid pace due to Chiyome having very little, or even no, refractory period, going forward without stopping.

Just by the time she somehow managed to push her cock all the way to its base into his insides, her balls hitting against his thighs, his stomach was already bulging out by at least a few inches from the sheer amount of cum that was now inside him. He could swear he could feel her cock in his bowels at that, unless it had somehow managed to bypass them entirely and worked to add to the bulge of his stomach.

She truly held nothing back after that either, a loud and sharp moan being his only warning before she pulled back with considerable force that almost like it would pull out his insides and then thrust back with sufficient force to put them back where they belonged.

It wasn’t just once either, her thrusting being accompanied by no mercy, pulling inches out of him and slamming them back in in such a way that it stimulated every bit of his insides, even the parts that shouldn’t have had any nerves to feel it with.

His prostate was particularly in danger, under constant pressure from her cock, being rubbed against constantly as she never even came close to pulling out enough to leave it alone. As a result, every few thrusts felt like they were bringing both of them to another orgasm.

Her balls continuously hit the back of his thighs with every thrust, gradually spreading his legs further and further with every push as she sent herself all the way to the base, her own crotch slapping against his ass even when she was already cumming.

The feeling of being filled only drove him further away from sanity and being able to hold himself back. Time started to lose all meaning. He couldn’t even count Chiyome’s orgasms as, in her apparent plan to somehow expel the entire contents of her balls into him, her climaxes bled into each other, leaving him uncertain as to when one started and another ended.

Maybe she got better, maybe she lasted longer between individual shots, but the only time he was really aware of himself at this point was when he was being filled, when he was being forced to take in her seemingly endless seed.

Eventually, there was an actual change, Gudao’s legs giving out fully and being spread too far apart, not enough to do a full split, but enough that, for a few moments, he was only held up by her cock before his crotch dropped down to the floor, the rest of his body sliding forward to lay him nearly flat on the floor were it not for certain uneven areas, such as his inflated stomach. Being forced to actually lay on it only made him further aware of the sloshing cum that filled his stomach.

At this point, the cum had overpowered his stomach acids, possibly taking their place entirely; just barely remembering what had happened to his clothes, he figured that that may very well be for the best as well.

Chiyome continued to thrust, changing the angle. Rather than simply pulling out, she started to pull up, sheer momentum carrying her nuts up before they slammed down in the subsequent thrust, crashing down against his balls. With each thrust back into his insides, he felt the way her testicles crushed and engulfed his own.

He was incomparably smaller, which was made even more evident as Chiyome actually took a short break, simply having thrust all the way into him and staying there, the base of her cock against his ass and her balls entirely covering his own. Even without looking back, he knew that she was covering him entirely and would have done so even if his balls hadn’t continued to shrink.

Then, with little warning, she came again and something simply seemed to… Break. The drop that causes the glass to spill over, so to say. His stomach was unable to handle anymore, but instead of popping like some kind of balloon, it exploded upwards, up his esophagus and to his throat.

Something actually did break at the same time, the shell finally shattering as Gudao came again, unleashing two separate streams of cum, one being expelled from his mouth in an effective vomit of cum while the other was shot out of his cock at last.

Even just shooting out of his cock, Gudao could tell that the cum was weird. It didn’t feel like it usually did. The quality was just too different… The quality, the quantity, the general feeling, just seemed to match the one coming out of his mouth as well. Chiyome’s cum. He hadn’t even come his own orgasm, but Chiyome’s…

“…fuck…” Gudao eloquently summarized, his head falling and resting in the lake of cum that escaped out of his mouth in spite of the fucked happy smile on his face and in his tone. Even without the muscle relaxants, he just couldn’t move his body anymore and felt himself fading away…

“…ah… It’s done?” The last thing he heard was Chiyome questioning the situation before she further rolled them to their sides, her cock still inside him as her breathing evened out further in a way that made Gudao vaguely aware that she was also falling to exhaustion.

Chiyome and Gudao were eventually found by the rest of the group, at which point they were able to return to Chaldea, just barely avoiding a truly emergency retreat as the other group had actually managed to resolve the incident at hand even without his involvement.

Gudao had mostly managed to recover. His stomach had shrunk down as the cum was absorbed as magical energy, in the process recovering his general state… Though his cock and balls were beyond recovery so far, to say the least. Even with the shell gone, his cock was left looking rather mangled due to the sheer amount of punishment it had received.

He hadn’t even gone to anyone about that yet, far too embarrassed and just trying to live with it and hide it as best as he could, pretending that everything was fine. At the very least, he could still walk normally in spite of Chiyome’s abuse of his ass; the excess magical energy somehow healed him in just the right way that he was otherwise able to act as if nothing was wrong, as if nothing of note happened during their escape.

Everything, however, was… Far from fine.

“Ah! Senpai.” Mashu greeted as they ran into each other in the hallway back in Chaldea. “Um… Miss Parvati gave me some kind of new tea and I was wondering if…”

“He’s busy.” Before Mashu could even finish, or Gudao respond, Chiyome had appeared at his side, practically from the few shadows that were found in Chaldea.

“O-Oh…” There was a certain reigned disappointment in Mashu’s voice and face. “Okay… Another time, then…”

He tried to say something, tried to comfort her, but… The seals flashed before he managed to even open his mouth. No one had brought it up yet but they still had a serpentine design even now. They still marked him, the only reminder aside for his greatly damaged cock…

Chiyome didn’t even need to say anything further as the two of them walked together to his room, at which point she walked a bit further ahead, her cock already even less hidden than it had been before the incident.

Well… She was a grower instead of a shower, as they say it, so it wasn’t as bad as it could have been for everyone around her.

In short order, he simply got down to his knees in front of her and she in turn let the absolute pillar of meat fall on top of him, making him flinch and buckle a little under the sheer weight and force of it.

“So… What do you want to do?” She asked rather mockingly, quite different from how things were before.

“I… I want to get inside you.” Gudao answered his mistress with barely contained excitement.