[2018-08-31 20:54] *Goddess of the Lance  plants her ass in Drake's lap.
[2018-08-31 20:55] *Francis Drake  grinds against the incredibly fat ass that just made itself home on top of her dick.
[2018-08-31 21:00] *Goddess of the Lance  grins herself back against that dick, turning her head to smooch the rider on the cheek. "Missed your King~?"
[2018-08-31 21:31] *Francis Drake  took the kiss with glee and swung her hand up, then back down to smack Lancer's ass with a loud spank. "Mmrgh, aye, hardly fertile breeding meat like you around here. Well, there is some, but the quality..." Ah, Rider's drooling.
[2018-08-31 21:32] *Goddess of the Lance  let out a quiet moan when her fat ass was struck, the squishy meat wobbling from the spank before the King leaned in closer, licking up the saliva drooling down from Rider's lips. "Well, at least you got me~"
[2018-08-31 21:48] Goddess of the Lance: [sub]You forgot what on?[/sub]
[2018-08-31 21:51] *Francis Drake  leans back until she falls down horizontal, pulling the king along with her and lifts her hips with a bit more freedom to grind the easily noticeable dick bulging against her pants against Artoria's rear. The fabric's struggling to stay in one piece and understandably so; Lancer's seen more than once what an Alpha beast hides within. If anything, the outfit's supremely crafted. [sub]"And you've got a lot on your head for being such a[/sub] [b][sub]perfect[/sub][/b] [sub]piece of fuckmeat,[/sub] [b][sub]woman."[/sub][/b]
[2018-08-31 21:54] *Goddess of the Lance  makes sure to let the Rider feel her squishy ass and thighs grind against that massive dick, while at the same time giving that absolute beast enough space to not make it uncomfortable. "Well, for such a massively hung stud like you, I'm happy to be just that, Sir Drake~"
[2018-08-31 21:57] Francis Drake: [i][sub]The status. Green light. Not Looking anymore, now am I?[/sub][/i]
[2018-08-31 22:04] Goddess of the Lance: [sub]You got the last post?[/sub]
[2018-08-31 22:04] Francis Drake: [sub]The one at :54?[/sub]
[2018-08-31 22:04] Goddess of the Lance: [sub]Yup[/sub]
[2018-08-31 22:04] Francis Drake: [sub]Hai![/sub]
[2018-08-31 22:05] Goddess of the Lance: [sub]Nice[/sub]
[2018-08-31 22:37] *Francis Drake  hardly felt anything negative as things were; sure, Lancer's curves were frighteningly well packed into her outfit, but they were soft and pliable as ever, adhering to the polar opposite of themselves: rock hard, vein-mapped, masculine studmeat that was slowly exposed by Drake's thumb hooking into her pants and dragging them down between their hips and down to her thighs. It was drooling like a broken faucet, pre-cum staining ropes of itself against Artoria's blue and gold clothing and practically pooling against Rider's abdomen. "For a massively hung stud like me, you should be [b]sucking my fucking dick[/b] instead of dryhumping. I'm pent up enough as it is, blowing my load down your throat might just make me less pissed off," the vice-admiral growled, evidently turned on to the point of anger. [sub]Sure enough, even for the king she'd never gotten this hard this fast before.[/sub]
[2018-08-31 22:42] *Goddess of the Lance  was licking her lips at the sight of that massive meat already leaking such a large amount of that delicious pre-spunk. And as usual, it didn't take long for the King's lips to be wrapped around the Captain's huge fuckmeat, eagerly gulping down every last drop of precum that the whore of a king could get while letting more and more of that familiar alpha bitchbreaker slide down her throat. Artoria thought for a second about teasing Drake, as the fucking got even more intense the angrier the Pirate was, but she decided against it, mainly because the feeling of that absolute behemoth of a dick down her throat made the king incredibly greedy, wanting more and more.
[2018-08-31 23:02] *Francis Drake  only had one sight to look down at from between her tits: the colossal slab of dick being swallowed all the way to the base by this blonde sex object, udders hanging in the background and ass rising ever higher the further down this so-called 'king' lowered her head in her thirst for a proper Alpha to worship. By now, Lancer didn't even need to strain her hearing to hear the churning of Rider's fat nuts that felt bloated and swollen against her chin from underneath. 

It was her presence that, even when over capacity spurred those immense jizz factories to start pumping out more. More, more, more and more of [b]virile, bitch-breeding seed[/b] that Artoria's drooling throat made a great job of milking out of her dick. Deepthroating got Drake's attention, her scowling and misogynistic glare aimed down her curvy body at the woman choking on her cock. Starting to pump her head up and down? Once the cow got to that point she'd get a hard, imprint-leaving smack across the cheek. It'd radiate a stinging sensation for a while, but it was nothing more than a love tap.[sub] It'd heal and this kind of dangerously aroused rapebeast had its own appeal, right?~[/sub] 

"Grh... [b]harder.[/b] I wanna cum, not stare at your pathetic fucking dicksucking face, you cocksleeve. [b]Move faster. [color=red]Gag on my fucking dick.[/color][/b] I'll demand as much as I feel like from you, cow. You're my [b]bitch.[/b] Once your ass is nice and tight I'll wear it into a loose, raped-out mess for an afternoon. You might be a king out there but in here you [b]do as you're told[/b] like a proper woman. Worship your Alpha, fuck your well-being and [color=red][b]Suck. Me. Off."[/b][/color]
[2018-08-31 23:12] *Goddess of the Lance  kept her eyes focused on Drake at all times, even when she got that hard slap, the imprint of Drake's hand still perfectly visible on her cheek, but the king didn't care. She wanted to please her alpha and be a good piece of fuckmeat for her, so she put all her effort into it, pressing her face against the Pirate's crotch, inhaling so much of the stud's virile musk, sending her body into even more of a breeding mood.

The king's fat ass was shaking like it was supposed to, showing off those curse as she was impaling herself faster and faster on the throbbing throatwrecker that was her Alpha's cock. A disgusting mix of saliva, precum and throatslime was running down the cow-king's chin, even leaking from her nose as she didn't care about not getting dirty. She wanted this to be sloppy, to show off how much she enjoyed being the Captain's livestock. Added on with the loud, messy slurping and gagging noises it was more than obvious that this was Artoria's favorite part of the day. She would reply to the obviously quite pent up Rider, but with how fast she was sucking Drake off, there was just no time for it, since the King had a feeling that if she dared stopping her deepthroat, she'd get worse than just a harsh slap.
[2018-08-31 23:40] *Francis Drake  's sadistic, self-absorbed grin began finally showing up on her face. The sight of a legendary ruler practically [b]raping[/b] her face on cock because of what a pathetically pushover cow she was - and the fortune of seizing the bitch first before anyone else - both only elevated Drake's feeling that she was at the apex. The testosterone-filled scent became more and more noticeable the wetter things became, sinking right into Artoria's overwhelmingly feminine body and hitting her instincts like a sledgehammer. [b]Breed, breed, breed, breed, breed--[/b] that's all the hormones told her body. Whether Lancer's body would do its duty and start ovulating ahead of schedule from the mere presence of this incomparable, abusive stud was for it to decide (in part, anyway; not like a woman's body could resist cock too much ♥). There it was, satisfaction. Drake didn't move anywhere; she laid there and felt her crotch radiate with more and more pleasure, getting milked by a royally divine throat at a dangerous and reckless rate. Aside from the salty pre that Artoria already had her mouth full of, the real reward was coming faster and faster the more eager the Cow-King truly was to nearly literally drowning in her fat dicked Alpha's cum~♥
[2018-08-31 23:44] Goddess of the Lance: [sub](Hm...In the mood for having Artoria literally drown in cum just to get summoned again a few hours later?)[/sub]
[2018-08-31 23:45] Francis Drake: [sub]Talk about hyper cum... but you know what, you've always been a really eager and good sport for my kinks, so I'm gonna roll with this. You're on ♥[/sub]
[2018-08-31 23:46] Goddess of the Lance: [sub]Lovely![/sub]
[2018-09-01 00:03] *Goddess of the Lance  couldn't resist the signals her body was sending her. Her mind told her to be composed and at least slow down, but thinking was out of the question. Artoria's body had taken over, her primal desire to have this absolute alpha stud [b]breed[/b] her like the whore of a cow that she was. Juices were drooling down the Lancer's legs, the bottoms of her outfit absolutely soaked by now while she basically hammered her own face against the Rider's crotch. The Cow-King's hands meanwhile were busy fondling and rubbing those absolutely massive, churning cum-tanks, wanting her to give her the absolute biggest load possible, the greed visible in Artoria's eyes.
The whore Lancer moved even faster, threatening to break her own nose from how much she was slamming herself down into that crotch, deeply inhaling the Captain's alpha scent that threatened to melt her brain away simply due to how every thought of hers was replaced with the desire to milk that gigantic fuckmeat for every last drop.
[2018-09-01 00:41] *Francis Drake  grit her teeth, hips starting to buck on their own out of unconscious, built-in instinct alone. Her hips were wide enough to shame undeveloped brats and a broodsow like Artoria was one of the few women with thicker curves; the sign of one worthy of getting knocked up by a she-bull like this, if anything else. Unfortunately for the sow, Drake wasn't one to hold herself back. Halfway past the plush, dicksucking lips of Lancer, Drake grabbed a fistful of her blonde locks and threw her own head back with a sigh of relief, feeling her orgasm finally arrive and her dick swell to an even more obscene girth. It strained the walls of Artoria's throat, but the overpacked, swollen bullnuts between her thighs began emptying themselves. A flood of dense, pure white jizz poured and filled every last bit of space in the king's throat, esophagus and even her stomach became stretched and bloated as there was no foreseeable end to the torrent of white, bitch-ruining orgasm. The pressure built up as Drake's hot and thick nut was pushed deeper and further; eventually it even began spilling up into Lancer's mouth, spilling out between her lips and the dick pumping it into her.

[sub]"Tch, you fucking retarded bitch, can't even keep it all in,"[/sub] Drake growled like the unfair, hateful bitch she was even when she came her brains out, glaring down at the sight of unloading her backed up balls without restraint. This was enough to impregnate every woman in Chaldea ten times over already... but it just kept on coming. The sheets were utterly soaked and the puddle of white kept growing. By now, it pushed through the protection to Artoria's lungs and began filling them up as well. Pressure built up in her chest as each lung was filled with not air, but radiatingly warm and virile jizz to the brim, stretching them open wide until there was no more room left. By now, Drake's output began actually calming down so she pulled out and let the rest fly all over the whore's face, coating her in ropes of dripping Alpha seed. 

Rather than thank her, the hand gripping the blonde's hair smashed her face first into the pool of cum that had formed on the King's own bedsheets, the captain's knuckles grinding against the back of the woman's head as she was held below the surface up to her ears. She wasn't in any position to start drinking; instead, more of that disgustingly virile and salty nutslop burst out of her mouth and stomach with pressure, raising the cum level to the back of her head, leaving her sore-throated and bloated self to have no air to breathe, nearly every last point in her body filled with cum like a proper cumdump... and the reward she got was an iron fist punching her on the back of her head and cramming her to the bottom of the spill, holding her underwater until she'd die like the worthless rapebitch she was.

"Whatever, [b]fuckmeat.[/b] Get me hard [color=gray]one last time[/color] by drinking every last drop you possibly can... [u]if[/u] you can. I never cared about you. I hated your slutty fucking ass from the start. All I cared about was emptying my balls in your gullible, cockhungry holes. That's all you are to me, you pathetic excuse for a king. You're holes for my dick to rape. Why should I give a shit about a woman? [b]Know your place.[/b] You're my entertainment, so choke on my fucking cum. [b][sub]Do it for Daddy, you bitch.[/sub]"[/b]
[2018-09-01 00:41] Francis Drake: [sub]Sorry that it took so long, but this isn't exactly something I do often so I had to think hard about it.[/sub]
[2018-09-01 00:46] Goddess of the Lance: [sub]Don't worry, it was very enjoyable though! So, how should we go from here, summoning a new Artoria i suppose?[/sub]
[2018-09-01 00:46] Francis Drake: [sub]Just one second.[/sub]
[2018-09-01 00:48] *Francis Drake  pulls the woman up once she feels the struggling die down, holding up the Master's cell phone and snapping several pictures of the utterly whited out, cum-coated Artoria. Once the Servant begins disappearing in this disgustingly pathetic defeat, Drake sends them to her own account with a smug smirk on her face. [sub]She won't say how this accident happened, but now she'll have blackmail material for the replacement, so she can harass and claim her with it and have no mercy like the greedy fuckbeast she is ♥[/sub]
[2018-09-01 00:55] *Goddess of the Lance  went from pleasured, gulping down every last drop of seed she could get to panicked within seconds as there was just too much cum for her body to handle, slowly passing out, everything fading to black but...it didn't stop. There just was no air for Artoria, especially once she was shoved into that lake of cum that had formed underneath her, a few bubbles coming up initially but after a few seconds...nothing. Seemed like her own greed had defeated the king.

But with this being Chaldea, Artoria's former Master wasn't too shy to simply summon her again mere hours after having noticed the loss of her servant and the...unusual pictures on her phone. And with the end of the day, a 'new' Artoria Lancer walked the halls of Chaldea, being assigned to share a room with the Rider Francis Drake. Their room had been cleaned up and it had taken some time for it to be ready due to some unknown 'incident' within the room, but at last the proud king opened the door, giving her new Roommate a warm smile. "Sir Francis Drake, I assume? I've been assigned to share a room with you, I have only recently been summoned here."
[2018-09-01 00:55] Goddess of the Lance: [sub]REALLY sorry that it's just so short[/sub]
[2018-09-01 00:56] Francis Drake: [sub]No, that's fine, there's not too much to react to. Don't worry about the post length, just as long as it fits![/sub]
[2018-09-01 00:58] Francis Drake: [sub]But hey, I got to try something new and... I hope you got exactly what you were itching for from a first-timer![/sub]
[2018-09-01 00:59] Goddess of the Lance: [sub]Was also a first time for me, but it was enjoyable![/sub]
[2018-09-01 00:59] Francis Drake: [sub]Experimental, hmmm? Daring ♥[/sub]
[2018-09-01 01:00] Goddess of the Lance: [sub]Yup! As I tell many people, you gotta at least try something once[/sub]
[2018-09-01 01:00] Francis Drake: [sub]I admire that drive.[/sub]
[2018-09-01 01:04] Goddess of the Lance: [sub]Yup yup.[/sub]
[2018-09-01 01:06] Goddess of the Lance: [sub]But yeah, hope to play again sometime. Always a treat with you[/sub]
[2018-09-01 01:09] Francis Drake: [sub]Occasionally! I'll tend to peter off or burn out if it's too often![/sub]
[2018-09-01 01:09] Goddess of the Lance: [sub]Yeah, I know the feeling. But doesn't hurt to poke ya occasionally[/sub]
[2018-09-01 01:10] Francis Drake: [sub]Totes. I definitely won't mind it, just telling you how I function as a player.[/sub]
[2018-09-01 01:11] Goddess of the Lance: [sub]I absolutely understand that! Plus can always just chat casually. [/sub]