[Power Theft, Generification, Asset Theft]

"This can't be... What are you!? Fae Knights! Kill her!"

Tamamo had heard stuff like that before. Mostly because she had been on the frontlines for the longest time. To have somebody surprised and appalled at what she had become wasn't really so strange at this point, mostly because she had been overly indulgent.

Right now? She was facing off against four powerful individuals. The Fae Knights of Fae Britain, and the King, Morgan Le Fay. The Fae each embodied an aspect of one of the Knights of the Round Table, each looking suitably fierce as they dashed towards her with their respective weapons drawn.

"Haven't you heard? My name is Tamamo no Mae. The originator of all, mikon!"

In an instant, the Fae that were charging towards her fell onto their knees. All of them sprouted tails as they were forced to kneel before the strongest Kitsune in all of history, with Morgan growing all the more frightened as she watched the kimono-clad fox step closer and closer, her transparent tails brushing past the Fae.

Of course Morgan couldn't have known that Tamamo had already stolen the histories of the Knights of the Round. And once the Lostbelt caught up with reality, the Fae took on her aspects... Which made them unable to fight against her, resulting in their kneeling bodies being ripe for the taking. Once the tails pulled back, the three Fae had been reduced to common nobodies, each looking like they belonged to Chaldea rather than this mockery of a country.

Morgan trembled as she watched Tamamo approach, her mind short circuiting as the history of this world adapted to what she saw before her. Tamamo was... Her sister, and her daughter... Because she had already absorbed Artoria, and Baobhan Sith just made her take the second role within the King's mind. A woman like her was able to tell that none of this made sense, but her heart was telling her that it was all true. And thus, she couldn't raise a hand to defend herself.

Tamamo giggled as she wrapped her arms around Morgan, each tail sinking into her as she gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Sweet dreams, 'Mama'." She just had to rub it in a little. It was part of what made everything so enjoyable. The fact she could just take away the histories of other Servants. She didn't even need to use her mirror any longer, since her tails were able to devour histories just by touching them. No doubt thanks to the Hassans she had devoured before, letting her tails transform into an extension of the various Zabiniya techniques. Not that she cared about the particulars. What mattered was that she had such an easy time with everything, to the point where her Master was guaranteed to praise her once she realized what a good job she had done!

"Your younger self is certainly something, isn't she, Medea?" Mata Hari, who had been told to accompany Tamamo on this mission just in case things went extra wrong, chuckled a little as she watched it all unfold. Admittedly, the sight was a little disturbing... But Tamamo was also so dreamy that she couldn't really blame her for exerting her dominance over everyone.

Medea scoffed in response. All while her own tail slowly swayed behind her. Because of what Tamamo had done, not that she was aware of it, she had her history shifted so she was an older and weaker version of the much more powerful and cheerful fox. "I don't understand why she'd bring us along. She does all the hard work, and we just have to watch."

"I mean, there has to be a reason, doesn't there?" Mata Hari giggled in turn, pressing the tips of her fingers together. "Tamamo! Why did you take us along? Did Master tell you to? Where is she, anyway?" She asked some pretty reasonable questions. When was the last time she had seen their Master, anyway?

Tamamo kissed the drained Morgan on the cheek, the history of this distorted Lostbelt filling her and making her even stronger, to the point where it wasn't hard to see a subtle aura covering each and every single one of her nine tails. It made her feel a little ravenous, so maybe she should indulge and enjoy some dessert. "Oh, there's plenty of reasons why I brought you both along." She chimed, seductively walking towards the pair.

"Without you, I wouldn't have an audience. And without an audience, making light of histories and making those very same histories mine... It just wouldn't be as fun." Tamamo giggled a little as she stepped close enough to lift both girls' chins with the tips of her fingers. "Besides, I can't enjoy a meal back at Chaldea any longer. Master's so clingy, so if I tried to steal your histories back there, then she'd get suspicious."

Neither of the two girls she had brought along could truly resist her. Just a single touch from her was enough to activate the Charm that she had gained from absorbing many other seductresses. So when she made her intent all-too-clear, they truly weren't able to do a thing. Especially not as she gave each of them a kiss on the cheek, the kiss serving as the conduit for her theft.

Medea and Mata Hari cried out as their bodies very rapidly started to lose a lot of their vibrant appeal. Their clothes turned into the common Chaldea uniform, while their hair turned plain and black as they became almost indistinguishable from one another, as well as the former Morgan and the former Fae. All of them had their histories snuffed out and made part of Tamamo. Completing Tamamo's existence as both of the Medeas that could be summoned, while adding another few scraps of history to the massive list engraved upon her Saint Graph.

"L-Lady Tamamo..?" The generified Medea blinked as she blushed, trembling a little in her presence. Goodness, she was so pretty. Gudako was truly a lucky girl, if she was able to court somebody as wonderful as her. A thought shared by her proverbial twin, who was just as star-struck as her.

Tamamo giggled as she put her fingers on their lips, to keep them nice and quiet. And with a single wink, she used her powers to send the two of them as well as all the transformed Fae back to Chaldea, leaving her as the only one standing within the Lostbelt. All so she could let out a loud frustrated sigh.

"Maybe I'm going a little overboard. There's barely any fun to be had in these Lostbelts. The histories of the Servants that live here are nowhere near as fulfilling to feast on, and the powers... Well, they're not bad, but they're not as fun." Tamamo bemoaned her own actions. Because if she hadn't bothered to indulge herself a little too much on the various Servants that were contracted to her Master, she wouldn't be feeling this way. The fact she had nine tails only served to prove that, as each tail embodied a different Servant Class that she had made part of her Saint Graph. And by absorbing the Kings of the Lostbelts, her power just exponentially spiked. Which made everything so boring.

Then again, absorbing Mashu and making her shield part of her Saint Graph meant that any future Servants that Gudako tried to summon go straight into her. It meant that she got a steady flow of more histories and more power. But at the same time, it meant she couldn't indulge herself as much. Which was why she had taken Medea and Mata Hari on this mission. All of this was just a symbol of her own hubris. Because she had consumed so much history, she couldn't savour the taste of lesser histories, and the best histories were just automatically added to her Saint Graph due to her actions. So what could she do..?

Tamamo let the thought drift through her mind, all while she made her way back to Chaldea. All so she could go have some fun with her dear Master...

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Due to the sheer amount of power at Tamamo's fingertips, thanks to how many histories and identities that she had absorbed into her Saint Graph, the form that she had taken in the Avalon Lostbelt was only one aspect of her power. A small, miniscule aspect of her power.

And that was why she was currently lounging inside Chaldea's baths, her true self much larger than that small seductress. At this point, she was about as large and as beautiful... No, she was way larger and way more beautiful than the horrid fox that was Amaterasu. She had gained so much power, and she had eclipsed her older self in the process. Which was a relief, considering how much she loathed how she had been back then. The fact she had gotten a chance to start all over again, and at the same time gained enough power to eclipse herself was just wonderful. All because of one reason...

"Aaaahhh... It feels so nice to float around in here..."

The soothing and sweet voice of her Master, Gudako, echoed from the gap between her breasts. This was their special little arrangement. Thanks to how huge Tamamo had grown, it was easy for her to have a large bath stuffed in between her breasts, and that allowed Gudako to float around in the body of water trapped in that bosom. Which let her remain filled with warmth while staying close to her absolutely gigantic Servant.

Just looking down on Gudako filled Tamamo's heart with all sorts of feelings. The girl had originally not been much to write home about. But she was enthusiastic. She was loving. But more importantly... She was there for her when she needed her most. And though she started to strip away other Servants to make their identities part of herself, she didn't seem to be bothered. If anything, it just made her focus more and more on the fox. And that was how they had gotten into this relationship. A Master and her Servant... No, a Master and her dear Wife...

"Anything for my beloved." Tamamo chuckled, before sighing softly. Not because of her Master, but because she started letting her mind drift. As much as she loved Gudako, the tasks that she had to carry out for Chaldea, which would serve to preserve their bond as nothing would get in the way of their love... It was all so tiresome because nothing truly proved a challenge. And when nothing challenged her power, everything just got so dull. It meant that one of the few joys in her life was her dear wife...

Gudako floated on her back, chuckling as she looked up at her much larger wife. "Tamamo, you've been alive for so long. Don't you have any stories that you could share?" She chimed. Of course she thought she'd have plenty of stories that she could share. She had gone through life and accomplished so much. And naturally, Gudako didn't realize that her belief was fabricated, a result of Tamamo devouring all those histories and making them part of her legend.

The oversized fox blinked a little as the question drifted through her mind. And while she would've loved to tell the girl as many stories as she'd like to hear, she realized something. If she kept on absorbing all these histories, then... Wouldn't she eventually lose track of herself? Sure, absorbing them all had made her stronger and made her so much more beautiful. But at the same time... She had stripped away her challenges. And that devalued her own experiences. It devalued all of those experiences because they were all now part of her legend.

She took a deep breath. Perhaps it was time to just quit while she was ahead. She could dote on Gudako and still win every single bout she had to go through. But if she stripped away more histories, she would just lose more and more of what made her so special. That, and she had the slightest bit of remorse for the ones she had converted. Medea had been awfully cute as her 'older self', not to mention the others that had been connected to her because of her ravenous appetite. Perhaps... Yeah. After this story, she'd-

"Umu! There you are! You filthy thief of a fox!"

Tamamo blinked, Gudako not reacting to the arrival of the red-clad Saber that had just stormed into the baths. But the fox certainly did. She just didn't think that the girl would be a problem ever since she had started to absorb all the other Servants. The Roman Empress and her former rival in love, Nero...

"Ufufu... Thief? You know what you're accusing me of, Nero? You know Master's right here, no?" The oversized fox chimed, as she put on as much of her natural charm as possible. At this point, the Empress would have a horrible time trying to fight her. Both in terms of sheer power, and in terms of fighting somebody that much larger than her.

"Do YOU know how much trouble you've caused!?" Nero cried out as she called upon her sword, stabbing the tip into the tiled floor below. "I've heard from that space-faring girl, Mysterious Heroine X...XX? Whatever, her name is of no importance. Your actions to strip away our Praetor's forces are much more concerning!"

Tamamo narrowed her eyes. Ah. That girl from the... Servantverse, was it? She had absorbed the younger version a few days prior, gaining more insight into that parallel universe. But she didn't think that it would cause any problems. Well then, she'd have to absorb the older version as well when she finished her time with Master. "Strip them away? What, pray tell, do you think I've done?"

Gudako looked at Tamamo, then gently swam towards the edge of the pool in between her tits. All so she could look down upon Nero. "Neroooo! What's the matter? Why are you angry? I'm sorry I didn't spend as much time with you lately!" She didn't really pay attention to what the two were arguing about. Inter-Servant politics and relationships weren't her strong suit. She just loved them all in her own way, and that was good enough for her.

"Ah! Praetor! Listen! There's something important that I need to tell you about this terrible fox! Please listen, and don't block your ears!" Nero's eyes lit up. She was going to make sure that Tamamo wouldn't get away with any more absorption. There's no way that she would get the chance-

"Tamamo! Move your finger out of the way!"

Nero's eyes widened as Tamamo kept Gudako's vision covered, all while she felt the subtlest soft sensation rub up against her back. And she heard that loathsome fox's voice echo through her ears, as she spoke directly into her mind.

"You really thought you could just waltz in here and get your way? You really are as stupid as I always thought you were. No matter. I'll make sure to make your legend proud, Nero. After all, it'll all be mine now. So long."

The red-clad Saber wanted to scream out and curse at the fox, but it was already too late. The tail that had brushed up against her back and established the connection between her mind and the fox's immediately started to slurp up her identity. The vibrant colors of her red dress started to turn pale and completely unremarkable, while the revealing parts of that very same dress tightened up and closed off, so she wouldn't be able to use her sex appeal.

Everything that made Nero unique was absorbed into Tamamo's tail, with a pair of glasses appearing on the former Empress' face as she perhaps absorbed a little too much. Now she looked just like a normal nerd, one that was utterly unremarkable aside from her inadequate vision. "W-What was I doing..?" 'Nero' muttered, before gasping as she realized where she was and who was in front of her. "E-Empress Tamamo... S-Sorry, sorry..." She was utterly humbled by being in the presence of somebody that was so much greater than herself, to the point where she immediately ran off as soon as she could.

Gudako pouted as she turned back towards her foxy wife, crossing her arms as she floated within the titty pool. "I dunno what you did, Tamamo, but you could've let me watch." She wasn't too upset, but she was kinda miffed. It'd take a lot to better her mood. Especially considering she was her Master at the end of the day.

But Tamamo knew how to make her feel better. She used that finger to scoop the girl out of the pool, bringing her right up to her lips for a kiss. A kiss filled with her overwhelming love... And absolutely no charm. She wasn't going to use her powers on her Master. The powers that would ruin others were reserved for anything that would get in the way of her love. Like that... MHXXX girl. Whatever her name was. Right now, Tamamo was focused on her dearest wife and nothing else.

"A kiss isn't going to be enough, Tamamo!" Gudako huffed, though the blush on her cheeks made it clear that she was mostly lying. A kiss like that was really nice. So much so that she forgot what she had been miffed about... But now she was just playing hard to get. All because she knew that Tamamo would grant her wish.

Tamamo merely grinned. Oh, she was going to give her dearest wife everything she wanted. And after she was done with that, she'd deal with the problems still plaguing Chaldea. Then she'd spend all eternity with her Master. Just the two of them, forever and ever.

And maaaaybe... Maybe she'd stop absorbing identities and histories. Just maybe. Right now, she has to love her wife. Thinking about the consequences of her actions came after that...