Masquerade preparations
Parody : Fate/Grand Order | Some Shinjuku spoilers
Content warning : >!mentions of castration!<
No point in waiting for the clock to tick down. The vote has been cast and it's been consistently in favour of FGO. Do not fret, my dear Doktahs, the other one will be done the following week. Now then, I've stalled enough. Please enjoy!
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“No!” Master backed off upon seeing the outfit that was prepared for him, “Not happening! Not in a million years!” It wasn’t just the thought of crossdressing that put him off, but the fact that Moriarty chose a dress so obscene that no self-respecting woman would put it on in public, let alone a man.
“Master, I understand how you feel, but it is of utmost importance that your identity remains unknown, otherwise the Assassin of Shinjuku will not show himself,” Holmes interjected, patting the bewildered young man on the back. “Besides, doing this will allow you to see the world from a brand new perspective.”
“‘Brand new perspective’, my ass! I’m going to attract too much attention in this! There’s no way I’ll pass as a woman!” not even attempting to be quiet, Master tried to reason with two of the greatest minds in fiction, but to his utmost horror, Moriarty silently held up a wig and a make-up kit. “Oh hell no!”
“What are you bitching about, Master? Hmm? Phahaha!”
“Don’t just grab me like that, you mad dog! It’s not my fault you took so long to find something that’d fit your fat ass! Oh\~” only then did the altered king of knights see why Jeanne didn’t even bother responding to her while laughing like a madman. “You’re gonna put that on yourself or do you need help?” she couldn’t keep a straight face while saying that, a mischievous grin appearing no matter how hard she tried to stifle it.
“Senpai, please. If Holmes says there’s no other way, you’ll have to bear with it,” the great detective’s purple-haired fangirl chimed in, pleading him not to be so stubborn.
With no allies left in this twisted world, the man who bested demons and gods without even thinking of giving up finally threw his hands up in defeat and was whisked away by the two alters into an abandoned apartment to make sure everything goes according to plan.
“Mash, you better not be watching...” the young man whispered while undressing.
“Don’t worry, Senpai, the visuals are cut-off, but I can st-” her voice disappeared into static.
“Mash!? Mash!? What’s go-”
“Keep it quiet, I just made sure you wouldn’t have to embarrass yourself in front of your beloved Kouhai. Ice bitch queen, you ready?” Jeanne didn’t even bother waiting for Master to attempt to understand his situation as Artoria emerged behind him and pulled his underwear down, leaving his man-parts exposed. It was not that big of a surprise that a healthy young man surrounded by a pair of beauties clad in revealing evening gowns would have a hard time controlling his anatomy, but he still felt great shame as the holy virgin looked down at his erection with a smirk.
“Call me that one more time and you’ll regret being summoned into this mess,” despite her agitated remark, Artoria was fully complicit with Jeanne’s scheme.
There was no way he could overpower a servant, so Master didn’t even consider struggling when he was grabbed from behind and forced to stand upright. “I’ll put on that damned dress, whatever you’re planning here isn’t necessary,” he said, hoping that they would stop this nonsense.
“Oh but it is,” the king of knights said from behind, “as you can clearly see, there’s no way this monster would remain hidden in that skimpy dress and your voice needs to be a little higher to avoid suspicion. I mean, one of those problems will be solved if I don’t go, but no matter how you slice it, you need my firepower,” Master could feel his arm getting twisted more and more with each word that escaped Jeanne’s mouth.
“Care to say that again? As if a country bumpkin like you knows anything about feminine appeal!” Artoria retorted with the young lad getting caught in the crossfire.
“You’re just mad that nobody even questioned you being a ‘king’, I mean, with that physique, it’s not even surprising,” with an expression so smug it would probably kill a weaker servant, Jeanne puffed out her well-defined chest.
“Stop it, both of you!” trying to diffuse the situation, Master made the fatal mistake of bringing the bickering pair’s attention to himself. “Please, let’s leave this for after we’re done resolving the singularity.”
“Hmm\~?” A feeling of dread overwhelmed Master, one much stronger than the one he felt in his fight against Goetia. “Right, let’s get started on that. This area of yours is responsible for all the risk factors in our mission, so we’ll just snip it off. The resident genius of Chaldea should be able to fix you later, I think,” hearing Jeanne so casually saying such things, he lost his composure, trying his best to escape the situation.
“You’re so ignorant it hurts, it might have been the best choice in the farm you grew up in all those centuries ago, but now we have better ways.”
“Enlighten me.”
“Hold him.”
Being passed around like a doll, Master could only hope that whatever Artoria had in store was better than the permanent solution Jeanne was in favour of. Restlessly looking at the king of knights, his eyes widened in shock as she presented them with a small metallic device.
“Isn’t that too small? Or have you never seen a dick before and thought that the one Merlin gave you was the best there is?”
“If you used that brain of yours, you’d have understood that it’s small on purpose. Now all that’s left is to get him to go limp.”
“I thought that just seeing you would do the trick but I guess he’s one of those guys who’s alright with anyone. Well, there’s always plan B”
**THUMP**
Without even as much as a warning, the holy virgin’s knee rocketed upwards, lifting Master of his feet for a brief moment. His healthy pair of balls instantly flattening against his pelvis. Moments later, as if experiencing real-life lag, his scream filled the room as he struggled against his captor, but no matter what he did, there was no way for a human to combat a servant with “A” rank strength.
“You sure that’s a good plan? Looks like he got even harder.”
“You try it. Just make sure you don’t break them, it’ll be a pain to wash his nutmeat off this dress,” growing tired of hearing Master’s screams, she held her hand over his mouth.
Not wanting to be late to the party, Artoria stood on her knees in front of the exhausted youngster, her face being so close to his boner that he could feel her breath on it.
“What are you waiting for? Are you going to start bashing his balls in or do you think that sucking on that thing would be more efficient?”
“Shut it, mad dog! I’m trying to figure out how not to break them open like a pair of eggs.”
“*So thoughtful, wait, no! LET ME GO! I’ll force you to farm so many materials when we’re back!*” his muffled screams probably would have alerted every single creature in Shinjuku, but as they stood, it was nothing more than a slight annoyance.
Artoria’s iron-tight grip around his ballsack sent shivers down his spine as his plums, which looked ripe with how red and swollen they were, got trapped with nowhere to escape to. With utmost horror he looked down to see her pull back her other hand and curl it into a fist.
**Bam! BAM! BAM! BAM!**
The blonde knight started punching the bruised nuts with increasing force, quickly bringing the poor Master to tears all the while his erect rod twitched in anticipation despite the danger his reproductive system was in.
“I’m getting tired, you better calm that boner of yours or we might just have to go with her idea.”
“You’re just bad at this. Maybe if you weren’t flashing your tits to him, he wouldn’t have had such a hard time.” Upon hearing this, the king of knights instantly looked down to see the slight wardrobe malfunction. Red like a freshly harvested tomato, she stared at the Master who was frantically shaking his head as if to indicate that he didn’t see anything, but the judgement had already been made.
Swiftly she stood up and with the same grace she showed while fighting the coloraturas, sent her foot right into the swollen nutsack. The loud, sharp noise reverberated throughout the room as the strike connected. It was as if time stopped for a few moments before Master started cumming like a volcano, creating a white, sticky mess on Artoria’s leg which was still firmly implanted in his groin.
With a wide grin on her face she twisted her foot around while increasing the pressure, as if trying to make sure nothing was left of Master’s fragile baby-makers.
“Are you sure you’re not a berserker? You just went ahead and broke him.”
“Don’t think I’m like you,” Artoria put down her foot and pointed at the mangled ballsack, “Check for yourself if you don’t believe me.”
Not seeing a reason not to, Jeanne laid the unconscious Master down and got a hold of his nuts. “Yep, two of them. Now let’s see if you broke them.” she squeezed hard enough for the unresponsive man to convulse a bit before falling back down like a ragdoll. “No leaks, I think, now how do you put that thing on?”
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“Thank god you’re still with us, Senpai! What happened? Your vitals were dangerously unstable for a while!”
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
“What happened to your voice? Did you breathe in too much helium?”
“He might or might not have fallen balls-first on a railing while changing,” Artoria intervened nonchalantly while helping Master walk
“It sounded really bad, so you might want to lay off the physical activities for a while after returning,” Jalter added, holding him up from the other side.
“Senpai… please be more careful!”