[Boob/Cock Hypnosis, Brain Drain, Asset Growth]

Among the many heroes that roamed the halls of Chaldea, none were quite as known as Astolfo. And not because he was particularly noteworthy in terms of his legend or his deeds during life. No, there was a much more potent reason.

And it hung between his thighs. The youthful Rider was virile. He was hung. He was ready to fuck the second you gave him a chance. And that was something that had carried over from his days among the living. France knew of his homewrecking antics with his friend-and-leader Charlemagne, though none of the French Servants that were summoned were able to warn the inhabitants of Chaldea in time.

This caused several fun nights for the youthful boy. Lots of women crowding around him, leaking juices out of each and every orifice. Because that was the only thing they could do when faced with a cock as strong as his. Even those that had enhancements that protected them from mental manipulation weren’t able to endure the influence of his shaft. They fell apart just like all the rest.

So of course, once the pink-haired cock-gremlin heard about a brand new set of alternative heroes from the Lostbelts manifesting inside Chaldea, ready to serve their Master? Why, he wanted to have a little taste of them. Especially that huge and muscled woman who took Gawain’s name. She certainly had the strength to back that name up, but would she be able to handle his cock?

Only time would tell.

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“Is this how all men from this worldline act?”

Barghest, the fae who inherited the title and power of Gawain in the alternative Avalon, stared down at the boy helplessly looking up at her unrestrained bosom. All it took for him to turn from a confident boy who wanted nothing more than to pin her down and put his shaft to good use, was a simple bounce from her melons…

She was originally confused when she saw him enter. She had heard stories about him from their Master, but she had expected somebody taller. It was only when he tried to show her his rod that she knew what he was going for. A hound like her was all-too-familiar with that kind of approach.

Her answer was to remove the stuffy armor she wore and expose herself in turn. She met his penile assault head on with her breasts, and his mind shattered in an instant as soon as those puppies started bouncing. She could see the color in his eyes draining as he dropped onto his knees, drooling like a common pup.

Frankly, she was disappointed. For all the talk that she had heard about his abilities and the way that he had… to put it bluntly, domesticated the females that served the Master of Chaldea… She expected him to be a lot more resilient. And yet here he was. Begging for her breasts like he hadn’t ever seen a pair.

Barghest folded her arms underneath her breasts to make them stop bouncing for a moment, kneeling down to look the boy in the eyes. “You want these?” She asked, and the pink-haired boy with the colorless eyes rapidly nodded as he kept drooling onto his own rod, which painfully throbbed the closer it got to her bosom. “Then show me you want them. Devote everything to them.”

Astolfo continued nodding as he started to tremble, his very essence draining into his lower body. She said to devote everything to her tits, and that meant that he had to put everything down there. Because how else was he going to show her his devotion? He had to fuck her tits with everything he had!

His body squirmed as he grew sweatier by the second. He poured so much of his essence into his crotch that his outfit disappeared outright, leaving the toned and well-trained femboy completely exposed… And at the same time, bringing so much attention to how his manhood was growing.

The Paladin was known for how hung he was. To the point where his cock was already about the size of his forearm. But now? With everything he had poured into it? It had taken on the size of a proper third leg. And that thing was still growing, refusing to stop as he did as the bigger lady asked.

It wasn’t just his cock either. His balls, which were full of the same seed that drooled out of every woman in Chaldea… They were ginormous. Easily bigger than a pair of basketballs at this point. And yet they were still growing. Because a boy like him couldn’t stop once he got going…

Barghest stared long and hard at both the cock and those balls, as she started to blush across her entire face. What was… What was this heat coursing through her as she looked at him? He was supposed to be under her control, he was supposed to devote himself entirely to her tits.

So why was she feeling this sense of devotion filling her? What was so engrossing about those massive nuts and that perfect pecker? What was so powerful about it that she felt utterly captivated, despite the fact she had him under her tit-tacular spell?

She had to find out. And the only way she could think of finding out… Was by kneeling even further down and letting her eyes drift along the length of that rod. Slowly sinking deeper, yet deeper. Unaware that she had fallen into a trance thanks to his cock.

Barghest panted and drooled the further she kneeled down. Her eyes losing their color in the same way that Astolfo had. And just like he had worshipped her tits and devoted his entire being to making sure that he’d be able to give her the most satisfying fuck she’d ever experience…

She’d devote herself to this titantic shaft and the silos that supplied it, as she felt her lips making contact with the milky tanks resting on the floor. As soon as she kissed it once, the Fae forced her face as close to them as she possibly could, huffing and sniffing the scent with intense vigor…

The more she inhaled, the more difficult it became to resist its influence. Not that she even had a single thought relating to resisting left inside her head. The only thing she needed, the only thing she ever would need, was those wonderful balls, and the cock that they supplied.

Barghest panted and gasped as she licked and kissed as much of that cock as she possibly could, whining like the bitch in heat that she had become. She wanted it. She needed it. She craved it. She had to have it.

As she kept worshipping it, she knew she wasn’t giving it her all. She had to do more. She had to show how much she wanted to worship it. So it understood just how serious she was. So it knew what she was giving. So she knew exactly how far she would go for the object of her purest desires.

What better way to do so than to mirror the way the boy had worshipped her tits? Why, filling those massive tits of hers with all of her essence and her entire being would be a start.

And what a start it was, as the top of her leotard immediately started to tear itself apart when her breasts started to grow. They were expanding at such a wild rate that it was almost impossible to believe. She was forcing so much of her existence into her tits that she would risk being erased from the throne and being replaced with the sheer concept of her tits alone.

They were already impressive melons. But as Barghest pushed more and more of herself into them, they grew cup after cup. It wasn’t just a single size either. She skipped down the alphabet until they were on the verge of weighing her down completely. That was how much she wanted to worship that wonderful rod. How much she wanted to worship those milky balls…

Speaking of milk, that’s another way she could worship it. Because while the abyss within her tits would be perfect for the shaft, it would be rather tight. A way to lube the hole up and give the cock the perfect kind of pleasure would be to add her own kind of milk…

It didn’t take long for the Fae, in her currently-obsessed state, to turn that devotion of hers into milk. And with that milk packed into her massive udders, it took even less time before it started spilling out, streams of white pouring onto the ground below.

Those streams were full of her existence. She was milking away any chance of her being little more than a huge tittied whore for that massive schlong. But she didn’t care. What mattered to her was proving herself worthy of that rod. And this was the only thing that her obsessed mind could come up with.

As the milk poured onto the ground below, it made contact with the pink-haired boy’s balls. And the shiver that ran through him as it slowly covered more and more of his body thanks to it raining down from those massive milk tanks was enough to bring him back from the brink of complete and utter devotion.

Astolfo blinked a couple of times as he struggled to gain any sort of bearing. But as soon as he saw those massive tits, and realize that he had a real big breeding-stick hanging off his crotch? Why, there was no need for him to think as hard as he was.

He just needed to fuck her really hard, and then everything would work out.

The pink-haired Paladin grabbed ahold of those massive breasts, the ones that were even bigger than his torso at this point, and slammed his cock in between them. And in the process, putting the tip of his cock up against her face, letting the virile scent permeate through her poor head.

Barghest felt the scent filling her as she grew weaker and weaker. The milk was still pouring out of her breasts at such an intense rate that she could barely remember anything. All that she could think of was that cock. That wonderful, divine shaft that had managed to make her devoted through nothing but its sheer size and heft…

Of course she would worship it. Even as it pushed up and down. Even as it thrust in and out of her cleavage. She didn’t even understand that there was anybody behind that cock. She just perceived it and it alone.

She gave it a kiss every time it popped out from between her breasts, and squeezed them together when it popped back down to make sure it felt every little bit of pleasure that she could give it. Even as the abyss between her tits got filled up with her milk thanks to everything leaking out and being pumped back in by the cock, she continued to do this routine.

Because she wanted to worship it. That was her entire existence. Even as she climbed towards her orgasm, she didn’t think about it. Because she didn’t need to think about her own wants and needs. The only thing she needed to think about was right there in front of her.

Astolfo, suffice to say, was enjoying the entire experience. It had been quite a while since he had fucked somebody this devoted. Usually they just ended up common sluts when they saw his cock, but this Fae bitch? She was completely gone! Sure, he’d have to ask his Master what they were going to do to fix her, but for now..!

He let out a powerful shout as his climax came and went, a strong splurt of cum smashing against the massive-tittied devotee as his own milk started to leak. So much of his sticky white stuff poured out, covering her completely in a matter of moments.

Even as she was being smothered in that sticky goo, Barghest didn’t stop worshipping the cock. Delivering kiss after kiss to the cockhead poking out of her cleavage, showering it in love…

Because just like everyone else, she had fallen prey to Astolfo’s rod. And as long as it could pump out cum, she would continue to crave it.

So it understood just how devoted she was...