Fate/Grand Order: The Last Stand

A commissioned story with plant vore, oral vore, and cock vore.  Enjoy! :3

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“I think that just about does it.”
Master Ritsuka and her servants—Mash, Atalante, Scathach, Altera, and Artoria—wiped out the last of the goblin scum in the minor singularity.  Their enemies screamed in pain and protest, but it was no use—they were done for.
Now they just had to make their way back.  The group turned and began walking away, satisfied that their job was finally over.  Making their way through the forest, none of them even realized they were being watched. . .
Suddenly, figures rushed in from behind the bushes and surrounded the group on all sides, closing in around them!  Letting out cries of surprise, the team brandished their weapons, and Ritsuka (who, as a Master, was weaponless) got ready to fight—but that was when she got a good look at their attackers.
From the looks of them, they were also goblins—so they hadn’t wiped out all of them after all!  They were all very sexy, and very naked—and between their legs, Ritsuka caught a glimpse of both parts, a penis and a vagina!  She blushed and tried to regain her focus, but before she could blink, the goblins rushed in!
Turning toward the others, she opened her mouth to order them to attack—but then she saw their weapons had been taken too!  The goblins around them all chuckled.
“Master, what do we do?” Mash asked Ritsuka.
“You’ll do nothing,” one of the goblins snapped, smirking.  From her different attire and hat, not to mention her sexier appearance along with bigger stature and muscles, it was clear she was above the others—likely the leader of this little group.  “You wiped out half of our tribe—all of the men in our village!” she exclaimed, anger flowing through her.  “Now, /we/ are going to wipe /you/ all out, and make you pay for what you’ve all done.”
“What do we do, Master?” Altera asked Ritsuka.  “I must defeat my enemies.  Will you let me?”
“Hold on a second,” Ritsuka said cautiously.  “Let’s see what they’re going to do first. . .”
Some of the goblins outside of the circle came forward, carrying something.  When they were let inside, Ritsuka saw that what they were holding was . . . a giant plant?
Yes, both goblins were holding a massive, Venus flytrap-like thing with two heads.  At the bottom of the pot, Ritsuka could see flowers, and in the flowers . . . were those /faces/ in them?
“Get those two,” the goblin leader ordered, pointing her clawed hand.  “They’re too small to make a filling meal, so they’ll make good plant food.”
Ritsuka heard a noise behind her, and turned to see that Atalante and Altera were behind shoved forward by two goblins, until they were right in front of the plant.  “No!” Ritsuka screamed, but before she could move, strong arms wrapped around her, and she was held back.
The goblin leader chuckled.  “Looks like you two are going to be nothing but plant food now. . . How does that feel?  All that work, all that effort . . . just to be a snack for my little flytrap here?”
She reached over and stroked the flytrap, stem, and the plant woke up, twitching and lifting its head up.  When it saw Atalante and Altera in front of it, it immediately reacted: it lunged forward, and the feeding began.
Both woman screamed and tried to run away, but the plant latched its head around both of their faces.  “Master, help us!” screamed Atalante as she fought the beast, flailing her hands around as she tried to push herself out, or maybe hit the plant—it was kind of hard to tell what she was trying to achieve.  Ritsuka struggled in the grip of the goblin, trying to help her servants, but the goblin’s hold on her was much too strong.  And so she was forced to watch helplessly as Atalante and Altera were devoured whole by the Venus flytrap.
Inside the maws, the two girls were lapped up by a bumpy green tongue, licked relentlessly until their whole heads were completely covered in drool.  The plant then sucked on them, taking in their flavor, and then, it swallowed.
The plant gulped loudly, and sucked the two deeper inside: their head and shoulders were pulled into its stem of a throat, which created a bulge that everybody could see.  The two women moaned and screamed and squirmed as they tried desperately to escape, but the Venus flytrap just continued to eat, its massive green tongue wiping over their chest.  Mash, Schach, and Artoria watched on in horror, and they to struggled, trying to escape the goblins and help their friends.  But these creatures were much, much to powerful for them to get out of their grip.  Ritsuka watched their efforts, and her mind raced, trying to think of something she could do. . .
Inside the throat, the two girls were crammed next to each other—it was already a very tight space regardless, but being forced together made the space even tighter than it already was.  They couldn’t move their lower body at all, and their hands, which were in the mouth now, were useless!  So they flailed their legs, trying to wriggle their way back up the throat, but it was no use.  And then. . .
The plant let out a loud /gulp/, and Atalante and Altera were pulled in further, making a bigger bulge in the stem as the were sucked inside, their shoulders and chest starting to fill up the space.  The goblin leader laughed, and pet the side of her plant, encouraging it.  “That’s right,” she cooed.  “Mother promised she would feed you, now didn’t see?  And now you have some nice, tasty women to devour whole.  I fulfil my promises, don’t I?  They’re going to make such good flower buds for you, dearest. . .”
There was a /slorp/, and the two pieces of prey were swallowed again—now, all but their legs were inside the plant, and they were apparently reaching the bottom of the organism, because both of them screamed.  “W-We’re in the stomach!” Atalante cried out, looking around their new environment.  It was green and dripping with fluid, not to mention full of the smell of acid. . . “Master, please!  I don’t want to be plant food!  Please, let us out of here!”
“Please, Master!” Altera sobbed.  “I’m scared—it’s so terrifying in here!  There’s digestive juices, and . . . I don’t want to be digested!”
Ritsuka’s eyes widened, and she struggled again in the hold of the goblin’s arms, wanting to help her servants, willing to do anything she could to get them out of this!  But all that she could do was nothing—she was completely helpless now, as were her other servants.  All she could do was watch them become food. . . Or could she?  There had to be /something/!
Atalante and Altera continued to moan and scream as the plant sucked in their legs, leaving only their feet dangling out of the mouth of the two heads.  A giant bulge could be seen at the base of the plant, where the women were gathered inside of its stomach.  “Oh fuck!” screamed Atalante as she hit the bottom of the belly, feeling the fluid splash against her skin.  “I’m . . . I’m melting!  Oh fuck, I’m melting!  Master, please!”
Ritsuka let out a determine cry, and continued to fight the goblin holding her, more determined than ever to get them out of there.  She couldn’t just sit back and watch her servants die!  She had to do something, anything!  Even if it got her killed, she couldn’t just sit here!  So she fought her hardest battle yet, screaming and struggling and kicking in the arms of the goblin, even biting his arm at one point.  Though the creature let out a scream of pain, it still didn’t let her go, and eventually, Ritsuka’s fight ran out.  She looked at the plant, defeated, and watched as it took in the final bite.
The two women were crammed at the bottom of the belly, surrounded by tight walls and bubbling liquid, and both of them were praying for a miracle.  Maybe one of their teammates would escape and manage to pull them out.  Maybe their Master would finally be able to save them!  But all their hopes were in vain.
The creature pulled in both Atalante and Altera’s feet, slurping and sucking them, then licking them with its large tongues, as if teasing its prey.  Then, finally, it swallowed them down, sending a tiny bulge down its stem of a throat, which joined the large bulge of Atalante and Altera inside of its stomach.  “No!” screamed Altera.  The stomach growled loudly, and tightened around the food, squeezing against them.  “W-We’re really trapped in here!”
“Of course you are,” the goblin leader said, laughing.  “You thought you two could actually escape?  No, you’re staying right inside of my pretty plant here.  And hold on, because things are about to get /so/ much worse in there. . .”
Right on cue, the two women began screaming and moaning, and the bulge shook this way and that as they struggled.  “So much. . . I’m melting!” screams Altera.  Digestive fluid was dripping much more frequently from the walls, splashing onto the women and beginning to break them down, liquidize them.
“This is hell!” shrieked Atalante.  “Master, please!  Please help us!”
But by now, Ritsuka’s fight had completely run out, and she hung limply in the goblin’s arms, defeated.  Even as their master, there was nothing she could do.  She was useless. . .
And so, Atalante and Altera continued to fight and scream inside of the plant, trying desperately to resist digestion and escape.  But no matter what they did, there was no escaping this.
Their cries and moans started off loud and determined, but steadily grew weaker and weaker as time went on, until finally, there was only whispering and whimpering coming from inside of the plant.  And then, finally, there was silence.  Atalante and Altera were gone.
Or were they?
The goblin leader smiled and patted the bulge where the girls were, watching as it became smaller and smaller.  “This plant has a bit of a . . . special ability,” she explained to her captives with a smirk.  “It doesn’t just swallow and digest flesh.  It absorbs the consciousnesses of the ones it eats.  So you’ll see your friends again, and they’ll see you.  And that means they’ll see how much you failed them, ‘Master’. . .”
Ritsuka’s eyes widened with shock and horror.  No, could it be?  She watched as two new flowers spouted from the plant, and slowly began to open.  Inside the buds were two faces: Atalante’s and Altera’s.
The two girls were still conscious and moaning in terror.  The goblin leader smirked.  “They’ll make good fuck toys for my most deserving warriors,” she purred, motioning to two goblins.  Grinning, the two went up to the faces and starting humping them, delighted and giggling.  “But don’t think we’re done with your little group yet.”
She pointed behind RItsuka and said.  “Alright, Garluck and Ryian: it’s lunch time.  You know what to do.  Eat them one at a time.”
Ritsuka turned around, confused—just in time to see the goblins holding Scathach and Artoria lick their lips, and open their mouth wide.  “No!” Scathach screamed, renewing her struggles in the goblin’s grip.  “Are you insane?!  Don’t eat us!”
“You wiped out half of my people,” the goblin leader said simply.  “Now, you get to be snacks for my people.”
And with that, the goblin holding Scathach (this one was Garluck) lifted her up in the air and open her mouth nice and wide.  All the captives got a glimpse into that horrifying goblin maw: a long, bulging, forked tongue winded out of her mouth, framed by sharp teeth that were dripping with drool.  And in the back of it all, a throat loomed, reminding everyone of the womens’ destination. . .
“NO!” Scathach screamed again, struggling more, desperately trying to get out of this situation.  “NO, PLEASE!  MASTER, HELP ME—MMPH!”
She was shoved into the goblin’s dripping mouth, and the predator closed her maw around Scathach’s head, sucking it like a lollipop—and letting out happy moans as she did so.  Scathach cringed as the goblin licked at her face, hating the disgusting touch of the tongue as it glided across her skin.  She fought and kicked, trying to get out of this hellish scenario, but no matter what she did, it was no use.
Astoria, watching this and realizing this was her fate next, starting to fight and scream in the goblin’s arms, trying to fight her way out of such a terrifying future.  But like with Ritsuka, the creature held her tightly, refusing to let its prey go.  As she struggled, something wet dripped on her, and it made her freeze in surprise and confusion.  A second later, she realized that it was the goblin’s drool. . .
And so the goblin gulped her down, sucking her down into its throat: she was shoved forward, and found herself going from a spacious, dripping cavern, into a tight, compact one, a place that  was not nearly as wet as the first.  She tried to pull her head out, but found the place was sealed quite well around her head—she couldn’t even open her mouth to speak, since her mouth was pressed against the gross walls of the esophagus.  So she kicked outside, continuing to refuse this fate, squirming desperately and trying to get out of this.  But it was no use.
Artoria was still trying to escape, fighting with everything she had, even as more and more saliva rained down on her from above.  “Master, you have to do something!” she cried out to Ritsuka.  “Please, can’t you help us somehow?!”
Ritsuka had been watching the feeding in stunned silence, but that snapped her out of her daze, and she thought desperately for a way out of this . . . again.  Was there anything she could try here that she hadn’t already?  Any solution to this problem that she hadn’t exhausted?  No matter how much she tried, no matter how much she thought . . . she was only coming up with nothing.  She couldn’t escape the goblin holding her, nor could anyone else . . . and that only left them with the option of watching their fates play out.  Was that truly the only thing they could do?  Her heart sunk.
Garluck licked and sucked at Scathach’s chest, and then gulped more of her down.  The woman was forced further in the throat, traveling down the cramped space as it tugged at her body, wanting more of her inside.  Below, she could hear a ferocious /growl/, and and she gulped, swallowing hard.  She had a feeling she knew what was down there . . . but there was still part of her in denial, that even though she was being eaten, she couldn’t really be /digested/ right?  This couldn’t really be the end, now could it?  No, there had to be a way out of this!
So she continued to kick as hard as she could, moaning as she traveled down the throat.  Garluck responded by sucking in more of her, swallowing up her midsection—and that’s when she reached it.
Her head popped into a wide open space—finally, she could speak again!  Letting out a sigh of relief, she realized there was a strange scent wafting in her nose: the smell of acid.  And then, a loud /grumble/ sounded from the walls, echoing in her ears.  Oh no.  Could she really be in. . .?
“HELP!” Scathach screamed, kicking even harder now, trying desperately to get herself out.  “I’M IN THE STOMACH!  MASTER, PLEASE!  HELP ME!”
Ritsuka’s heart skipped a beat upon hearing that.  Again, she tried to think of something she could do, a way she could truly get her servants out of this . . . but just like before, nothing came to mind.  She had already exhausted all her options.  All she could do now was listen to their pleas, and pray for a solution from elsewhere.
And so Scathach was pulled in deeper.  As Garluck sucked in more of her human prey, the woman was forced deeper into the tight belly, her body curling up against the squeezing walls.  Unlike the plant’s stomach, this one wasn’t full of digestive juices . . . at least, it wasn’t /yet/.
More and more of her was swallowed, making a bigger and bigger bulge down below, until, finally, only her toes were left.  Still she continued to resist, kicking with her feet as best she could.  But if her other struggles weren’t enough to get her out, this certainly wasn’t going to save her, and soon, her feet were sucked in with the rest of her, traveling down the throat and joining her in the hungry, growling gut.
She curled up inside of the tight tummy, stretching it out with her presence, unable to struggle thanks to how cramped it was in here.  The walls squeezed around her, eager to break down the new prey, and the stomach gurgled and growled.  Scathach gulped, praying for a miracle to come free her, hoping that she would be somehow saved.
The goblin leader laughed, pointing at the belly bulge in Garluck’s gut.  “See that, fools?!” she cried.  “Soon, she’ll be broken down into nothing.”  She turned to Ryian, and ordered, “Eat the other one.”
By now, Artoria was drenched with spit, drool dripping down her hair and neck, dripping down the rest of her body.  When the goblin leader said that, she gulped, and said, “P-Please don’t eat me!  I don’t want to be food!  Master, please, help me!”
But Ritsuka could do nothing.  And so, Artoria was raised up by the strong arms of the goblin, and brought up to her face.  Ryian opened her maw wide, giving the same display that Garluck had done, and making Artoria whimper with fear.  And then, Ryian clamped her mouth over Artoria’s face, sucking it.  The process had begun.
Watching the whole feasting process had left Ryian very, very hungry, and so, she wasn’t going to waste any time with this human.  Though Artoria kicked and struggled, moaning and screaming, the goblin quickly gulped the servant down, rapidly swallowing the meat down, stuffing Artoria into her hungry body.  And soon enough, the prey reached the belly of the beast. . .
Artoria was being pulled down the throat when she finally slid into an open cavern, which freed her face from the constant pressure the esophagus put on her.  But then she heard the growls of the belly, and smelled the acid, and she screamed in horror.  “No no NO!” she cried out.  “Master, please!  Please help me!”
But Ritsuka’s spirit had long since been crushed, and she didn’t even bother struggling in the goblin’s grip anymore.  Instead, she watched in horror as more and more of Artoria was eaten, until, finally, her feet were gulped down by the goblin, and sent down to the grumbling belly.
Artoria slid into the stomach, the tight walls squeezing around her even as they stretched out to fit her, making a visible bulge in the gut.  The servant whimpered in fear and hugged herself, but then resolved to keep fighting—she wasn’t going to give up this easily!
Because Artoria had been swallowed so quickly, digestion started at almost the same time for the two women.  And it would be a very melty process.
Scathach felt liquid flowing down from the belly walls, and looked down to see that a pool was forming at the bottom of the stomach.  The fluid made her feel tingly. . . liquidy . . . Oh no.  “No, no, please!” she screamed, writhing and struggling, fighting as hard as she could muster.  “Please, let me out of here!  I don’t want to be digested!  Master, help me!”
Inside the other stomach, Artoria felt the same liquids forming, and a moment later, her own pool was in place, making her skin feel strange.  “I. . . I think it’s digesting me!” she shrieked, thrashing around the tight belly as best as she could.  “Master, don’t let it digest me!  Please!”
The liquid continued to pour inside of the hungry stomachs, making them melt, going up to the women’s hips and rising higher.  Both of them screamed and cried, calling for their master as digestion began.  The melting continued as the liquid started breaking them down bit by bit, turning the servants into servant soup.
Ritsuka said and did nothing.  There was no point.  It was no use now.
The liquid reached their shoulders.  Scathach and Artoria screamed in desperation, but soon, their minds were broken, and their cries stopped.  The stomach squeezed in, and continued to break them down, until, finally, the pain was so much that they both passed out.
Silence filled the air outside, but internally, the stomach got to work.  It churned around the two women, grumbling and growling as it reduced the flesh bit by precious bit.  In a matter of moments, they finally became servant soup.  And now there was one thing left: for them to become servant shit.
But that would come later.  For now, the goblin leader menacingly at Mash.  “Bring that one to me.  I want her all for myself.”
“NO!” Mash screamed.  She struggled fiercely in the goblin’s grip, trying to get out of there, but no matter what she did, it was all in vain—there was no escaping this.  And so, she was brought in front of the goblin leader, who smiled and licked her lips.
“You’ll make excellent cock meat,” she purred, drooling.  She looked over at Ritsuka.  “How do you like this, ‘Master’?  Your last servant, to become nothing but food for my cock—nothing more, nothing less.  And then, you’ll be all alone in this world.
Ritsuka said nothing.  Her spirit was already broken—but then, something about the last member of her team being taken made her snap.  “Let her go right now!” she screamed, fighting in the arms of the goblin holding her.
“Or what?” the goblin asked curiously, sneering at the Master.  “You can’t do anything to me.  But I can do everything to you.  Now, I’m going to have my meal, and you’re going to watch.  Oricus, hold her head so she can’t look away.  If you close your eyes, ‘Master’, I’ll gauge them out.  Understand.”
Ritsuka nodded, whimpering, and another goblin approached, holding her head so she was forced to look in front of her, at Mash in front of the goblin leader, whose cock was extending outwards.
“Bring her feet in front of my penis,” ordered the goblin leader.  “Once I take them in, I can take the situation from there.”
The goblin holding Mash nodded, and brought her closer to the leader.  Mash screamed and struggled, trying to resist.  “NO!  MASTER, HELP ME!  I DON’T WANT TO BE FOOD!”
But now, her feet was in front of the extended cock.  And that was enough.
The cock mouth opened wide, and lunged forward, snatching up Mash’s toes and then sucking in her feet.  Mash screamed and tried to pull them out—she could feel her skin pressing up against a tight, cramped tunnel, which was covered in liquid slime from all sides—gross!  That had to be the goblin’s cum, and she didn’t want to go in there!
“Let her go now,” the goblin leader ordered.  “So I can demonstrate my power to her and this ‘Master’.”
The goblin holding Mash nodded, and lowered the servant to the ground before letting her go, walking away and joining the rest of the group.  Mash’s eyes widened—she was free now!  She could use her hands again!  Now she surely had the advantage in this situation—she was going to get out of this!
Using her hands, she started pushing herself backwards, trying to get herself out of the goblin leader’s member, pulling with all of her might.  She let out a cry of determination as she did so, hoping and praying that this would get her out, that this would work—it /had/ to work!
But, much to her surprise, the goblin leader’s cock held tight, not letting her slip out even by an inch, its grip on her feet firm and unwavering.  Finally, after a long time of struggling, Mash had tired herself out, and she lay on the ground, panting and catching her breath.
“Do you see now?” asked the goblin leader, smirking.  “You’re not getting out of being my cock food.  Because I am stronger than you—and I will consume you.”
With that, her dick sucked in more of Mash, pulling in the servant’s legs up to her knee, and she screamed in terror as they were swallowed, trying desperately to pull them out.  “No, I’m free, this has to work!” she cried manically.  “Master, please!  Help get me out of here!”
“Let her try,” the goblin leader ordered with an amused smirk.  “I want to see this attempt.”
And so, the arms around Ritsuka were suddenly gone, and she let out a gasp of surprise.  She was free!  Now, her first order of business was to get Mash out of there—then, hopefully the two of them could fight their way out and escape!  How they were going to fight their way out was unclear, but that wasn’t the important part—first things first, getting Mash.
So she ran forward and grabbed Mash’s hands.  “I got you!” Ritsuka cried, walking backwards and pulling her servant with all of her might.  But it was like trying to pull a massive boulder: the grip the goblin leader’s cock had on Mash was ironclad, and it wouldn’t let any of the prey escape. Still Ritsuka tried, pulling as hard as she could.
Laughing, the goblin leader sucked in more of the servant, pulling in all of Mash’s legs now.  And that’s when it happened.
Mash felt her feet poking into some kind of circular chamber.  It was wet, and full of fluid . . . /churning/ fluid. . .
“She’s sending me to her balls!” Mash screamed.  “Master, please!  Don’t let me go there!”
“Oh, but you /are/ going there!” the goblin leader said triumphantly.  “And you’re going to become a glorious load of cum—I can’t wait to see it!”
“NO!” cried Mash.  “Master, help me!  Pull harder!”
And so Ritsuka did, pulling Mash back with all the strength she could muster, determined to get her servant out of there.  But the goblin leader was more determined, pulling in more of Mash, sucking in her midsection and making her legs pile up in the balls, which expanded it outwards.  The servant could feel how the cum churned around her body, and let out a terrified scream.  “No, not that!  Anything but that!”
The goblin leader only laughed and devoured more of her prey, sucking in Mash’s chest even despite the servant’s protests and the Master’s efforts.  Only the head, neck, shoulders, and arms (which Ritsuka was pulling desperately) were left to eat.
“See you, cock food,” the goblin leader said sweetly, giving Mash a wave.  “Can’t wait to feel all of you in my balls!  You’ll make a great load.”
“NO!” Mash shouted.  “Master, please!  Please help me—mmmph!”
Without warning, she was pulled inside the cock up to her head, and introduced to the dark, tight, liquidy chamber that was the inside of the goblin leader’s member.  Ritsuka tried to pull her out, but soon, her arms were devoured too.  The Master had to watch in horror as those hands were pulled out of her grip, and taken by the mighty cock.
Mash traveled down the tunnel, writhing and struggling as best she could, but soon, she was emptied into the balls, inflating them outwards as more and more of her filled the circular space.  All too soon, all of her was inside, curled up in the chamber, still fighting to get out.
The goblin leader laughed, looking at Ritsuka.  “How do you like that?!” she asked triumphantly.  “All your servants, gone. . . Only you remain.”
By now, the Master was nearly broken again, and she stared at the goblin’s ballsac, trying to figure out a way to get Mash out of there.  But she could think of nothing.
Inside, the cum was churning more around of Mash, and the balls were squeezing tightly around her body.  She gulped.  “W-What’s going to happen to me?!” she screamed to the goblin leader.
“I already told you,” purred the leader, amused.  “You’re going to make a great load.”
“W-What?!  NO!” screamed Mash, her struggles renewed inside the space.  But the more she fought, the more cum she got on herself, which aided with the digestion. . .
Soon, the servant was starting to feel . . . /melty/.  Like she was made of ice cream or something similar to that.  It was as if her whole body was draining away, becoming nothingness.  She screamed and fought it, but soon, she didn’t have the energy to do either of those things.  And so, she was digested into cum.
Ritsuka stood there, watching the ballsac shrink and shrink.  Mash was gone.  Everyone was gone.  Was there any hope left.
The goblin leader smiled, and walked up to Ritsuka.  She whispered into her ear, “All is not lost, you know.  There is one way to bring Mash back.”
“How?” asked Ritsuka.
“Fuck me,” said the goblin leader.  “And submit to me.  That’s all you have to do.”
Ritsuka hesitated.  How could she trust this goblin?  Was this really a good idea?
But then again, she had nothing else to lose.
“Ok.”  She nodded.  “I’ll fuck you.”
“Excellent,” the goblin leader said, smiling.  “Then get over here and get my cock in you.”
Ritsuka nodded, and walked over to the goblin leader.  She stripped off her clothing, white shirt and black skirt falling to the ground.  Then, she looked up at the goblin leader.  “I’m all yours,” she said.
The goblin leader smirked.  “Excellent.”
She walked forward and inserted her cock into Ritsuka’s vagina, penetrating quickly.  Ritsuka cried out in surprise at the sudden insertion, but the goblin leader didn’t care for her comfort.  Soon, all of that cock was inside of the Master.
The goblin leader proceeded to fuck RItsuka like an animal: she grabbed the Master’s hair with one hand, squeezing hard as she rocked back and forth, and groped her tits with her other and, squishing them with her fingers.  She treated Ritsuka like a breeding machine, and their sex had no grace or eloquence to it—just pure, raw, unadulterated emotion.
The more they fucked, the more Ritsuka was losing her mind.  She was slowly becoming more and more numb at every second, trying to process this situation but utterly failing to do so.  She was soon utterly nothing, and her brain shattered.  Only one piece of her was holding on, but barely.
That’s when the goblin leader came.  She cried out, and sprayed semen all in Ritsuka’s vagina, full of the load that Mash had become.  Ritsuka’s eyes widened as the cum filled her, but most of her didn’t react.  She was nearly broken.
The goblin leader left the Master, her cock leaving her vagina.  “There,” the leader said, smirking.  “Now, your servant will return.”
At that moment, Garluck and Ryian each patted their bellies, and gave their leader a nod.  She nodded back, and said, “Good—they’re ready now.  Shit them out, and show their precious ‘Master’ what becomes of those who defy us.”
“Yes,” grunted both of the goblins.  They crouched down on the ground, and a moment later, they shit out the remains.
Poop spurted from their asses and landed on the ground, a massive pile of shit that made Ritsuka’s eyes widen in utter dismay.  This was all that was left of their comrades in arms?  All their skills, all their abilities, reduced to nothing but shit?  At least the souls of Altera and Atalante were still in the flower—there was nothing left of Scathach and Artoria.  Nothing but this.
Finally, the two goblins finished their work, and looked back at the piles they’d made, sneering.  Ritsuka felt tears going down her face, and she looked away in despair.  This was all that was left of her servants.  Only shit remained.
The goblin leader laughed.  “Excellent work, Garluck and Ryian.  You made great examples of those two—and, I’m sure, you had some fine meals as well.  Their souls are trapped in that shit—what a pathetic end for them to meet.”
To her surprise, a smile crossed Ritsuka’s face.  Now, with all of this, the Master was completely and totally broken.  And she didn’t care what happened to her.
The goblin leader dove into her again, fucking her.  Ritsuka just smiled, her mind utterly shattered.
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/A few months later. . . /
Ritsuka had no shortage of rescuers: Raiko, Jeane, Musashi, and Mordred all tried to save her once they found out about the situation.  But all ended up as food for the hungry Venus flytrap, and once their souls became trapped inside, the goblins used them as fuck toys, too.  Soon, their minds were also broken, and they didn’t remember or even care about their past lives—now, they existed solely to please the goblins.
Ritsuka, in the meantime, was pregnant—again.  She got out of her bed, stretching and yawning, and walked over to the goblin leader.  “Hello, honey,” Ritsuka said, giving her a small smile.
“Why hello, dearie,” replied the goblin leader, and Ritsuka gave her a kiss.  When they released, the goblin leader (whose name was Shirisha) smiled at her wife.  “You’re looking quite good like that,” she teased Ritsuka.  “With that large belly and swollen breasts, I want to fuck you right now.”
“Then why don’t you?” challenged Ritsuka, smiling.
“Well then, I will,” said Shirisha, leading Ritsuka to the bedroom.  She smiled at her new family, loving how much things had changed since she met Ritsuka.  “But first, let me say hello to the kids.”
She crouched down in front of the belly, were three babies were growing, all thanks to the load that Mash had been a part of.   “Why hello there, Grok, Ferci, Dayut.  You’re all looking quite lovely today, my little ones.  I can’t wait to see you all enter the world.”  She smirked.  “But for now, let me say hello to your mother with a /very/ nice fuck, so I can finally meet the babies.  First, let me just tidy myself up.”
She walked into the other room for a moment, and Ritsuka sadly smiled, waiting for her wife to come back.  Since her mind had been shattered, this was her life now.  Was it good?  Was it bad?  Well, she didn’t really care anymore.  She had found something good after such a terrible situation, and she was going to hold onto it.
The goblin leader came back, and gave Ritsuka a smile.  “Now,” she said, grinning.  “Let’s have some ‘quality time’, shall we?”
Ritsuka nodded, and the two went to the bedroom, closing the locking the door.  The goblin leader lay down on the bed, and Ritsuka lowered herself onto her cock, riding it.
As she rode, the former Master allowed her mind to wander.  Sometimes she thought back to that terrible day, where so much was taken away from her.  But now, she had found something new, something better than before.  Something that was . . . beautiful.
And that was thanks to the goblin leader’s discovery.  She had found the holy grail, and it had granted her wish.
And so, this future had occurred.