You are the Master or Chaldea. You have saved the world from many singularities and a certain servant believes you deserve a break and to have some “fun”. This servant is Merlin. Unbeknownst to you, while you were sleeping he snuck in and shrank you with a spell. You begin to wake up.
Stirring awake you notice your covers are much bigger than they should be. Being used to such strange occurrences at this you dug your way out of your covers. You spot a note on your table and barely make the jump to it. “That what close” you say to yourself. You read the note and it says the following. “This a reward for your brave actions on your missions. I’ve shrunk you down and made a lot more durable. So don’t worry about falls or anything of the like. Also, to spice things up I’ve cast another spell that makes it harder for servants to find you. PS.I have some fellow servants working with me so be careful who you trust. Singed Merlin PPS. This paper explodes.” You bolt away from the paper and jump onto the chair for that table. You land on the cushion and notice that the paper simply sizzled and disappeared. “Damn that Merlin. Him and his stupid pranks.”
Just then you see Scathach enter your room. “Master, it is time for your training.” She says in a causal tone. She looks around and notices you’re not in here. “Hm, I’ll wait until they get back. She pulls the chair from the table and plants her amazing rear on it. She doesn’t notice a single thing wrong with the chairs cushion.
“Scathach! Wait!” You yell, but her ass continues it’s descent onto you. You try to run last second but get smushed by her ass. You find yourself smushed between her two ass cheeks. Her purple body suit clinging tightly to her butt. This has the side effect of letting you settle within her ass crack. You try to squirm out, but you feel her grind into her seat. Her ass swallows you and welcomes you to your new fleshy prison. Things seem to have settled for now. Up above, the beautiful god slayer remains in her seat waiting for you. That will never come as you are already there. Stuck beneath her, in her ass.
Roughly 30 minutes pass by with you being smothered by her spandex covered ass. Scathach has shifted a couples times and has consequently gotten you stuck to the thong like material on the other side of her ass. Her ass cheeks mold around you keep you in your proper place. She eventually finally gets up and heads out of your room. Unluckily for you., you follow with. Her ass cheeks keep you in your place as she walks. If anything you’re being ironed into her ass crack even further now. You’ve no idea what her destination is, but you do know that you want to get out of this place.
Scathach decides to go and train on her own. Not that it doesn’t any good as she’s already reached the pinnacle of combat. If anything it was just to pass time and to work up a sweat. She’d have to discipline Master for skipping on training. Little does she know that you didn’t and are about to tag along with her in her routine and in the worst place possible.
Arriving at the gym Scathach finally stops walking and looks for an adequate partner to spar with. Before that she decides to get a warm up by heading to a treadmill designed for A servants high speed. She steps onto it and gets to jogging at regular pace. Even a servants regular pace is already far more than a humans. This doesn’t spell well for you.
You finally feel her ass cheeks stop from pounding into you. You feel your captress step into something and instant feel her cheeks begin to pound into you at high speed. Smack after smack hits your small form and keeps your ironed to the now sweaty depths of Scathachs ass. “Stop please!” You hell but your cries fall on deaf ears. You begin to try and use a command seal but notice you spent all of them already and are waiting for them to recharge. “God No, please!” you yell again, but are met with Scathach moving with a full sprint. You are now completely at her ass’s will as you can’t move even a millimeter. You are now surely flattened and ironed to her spandex body suit. Right in the depths of her sweaty ass crack.
Scathach steps off the treadmill and goes up to the sparring partner she has chosen. You are coming along with and are going to suffer in her ass whether you like it or not it seems. Panting you try your hardest to pry yourself away from her butt. You have little success. Finally scathach steps up to her sparring partner.
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