Tomoe Gozen

He wrapped up his shower in ten minutes. He turned off the knob and let the water taper down to nothing. His body was gleaming and wet, so he stepped out to wash himself out. He hadn't even come close to the towel when the door burst open.

And when Ritsuka said the door burst open, it literally burst open. He couldn't react to whoever it was that came in or register their voice. It all happened so fast.

“Master, how about one game in VR?!”

Ritsuka was frozen. His prepubescent-sized cock and balls were exposed. He was stunned as a white-haired beauty in a skimpy one-piece walked inside with a VR headseat. Not only was it fucking weird but the curves of the woman intruding were astonishingly distracting.

His four inch cock twitched and rose.

"T-Tomoe?" Ritsuka said, jaw dropped. The summer servant was still kicking about in Chaldea despite the summer event having ended. It was complicated but it was a thing. Two Tomoe Gozens ran around: one of the Archer class who was of a serious disposition; and one of the Saber class who was addicted to video games and in full vacation time. She wasn't an idiot but she oftentimes did idiotic stuff.

Like this, for example, barging in when her master was naked. For the first few seconds, she said nothing, awaiting for a response. Ritsuka stayed there like a deer caught in lights. Then it hit him. Her VR headset. She could sense him but she couldn't see him.

Lucky.

Rituska stepped forward and reached for the nearby towel—

"Master? What's wrong—"

Ritsuka panicked and nearly slipped. The floor was insanely wet and he actually backtracked, straying further away from the sole piece of covering in the bathroom. Quickly, Tomoe took her headset off and when she did...

She looked down at his crotch and blinked. "O-oh." Her cheeks went red and she turned her neck elsewhere. "S-sorry, Master!"

She spun around, her back facing him. It didn't help. Her curves, her ass. It wasn't like they were gone. As a matter of fact, due to her fantastic one piece, her assets were emphasized. His cock throbbed madly, **** to shove itself between the toned mounds of covered flesh.

Luckily, unlike many of his servants, Tomoe was considerate. Again, she wasn't an idiot. Tomoe was simply liberated and excited and delighted from the festivities, although still very much the same person as her Archer counterpart.

He tied the towel around his waist and his erection magically wilted away. Sighing in relief, Ritsuka cleared his throat and said, "W-what's up, Tomoe?"

Very slowly, she peered over her shoulder. Seeing the safety measure, she faced him, albeit with a scarlet blush. "I-I was just gonna ask if you wanted to play a new VR game that BB developed."

"That BB developed?" His brows furrowed. "Is that really a good idea?"

"I know, that's why I wanted to ask." A pause. Her eyes flickered from his crotch to his face. Her white hair and skin contrasted oh-so heavily against her blush. "Um, sorry for interrupting your, ah, shower."

He put a hand behind his neck. "It's alright. I was just about done."

"U-um, Master." Somehow, she was getting redder. With a tentative finger, she pointed at his crotch. "Your thing is, ah...rising. Like a saber."

"Huh?" He glanced down and was immediately horrified. His cock, which he thought had lost its erection, was prodding through his towel. The four inches of man meat struggled and throbbed.

His eyes flicked to Tomoe. She was the cause. She was just too damn sexy. Her tits were at least C-cups and her booty was just...

Ugh, calm down! Ritsuka, what are you doing?

In his idiocy, his towel fell. Tomoe let out an undignified squeak but she couldn't look away. It was there. The four inches of cock from the Master of Chaldea. The great saviour of humanity.

Seeing it less than three feet away, it was...Tomoe smiled as she watched Ritsuka panic and pick the towel back up. It was cute.

When Ritsuka heard her giggle, he froze for the third time today. He realized it was over. She saw. She knew. Tomoe Gozen thought his dick was small.

"Um, it's very cute, Master," Tomoe offered, giggling. A loose hand over her mouth, eyes closed as she giggled and giggled, Ritsuka pursed his lips and retied the towel. This time, it would stay on.

"T-thanks, Tomoe. Um." Ritsuka didn't know where to go from here. He paused and breathed, the droplets of waters cascading down his form. He was lean. Not buff or flexing a six-pack, but lean and respectable.

Of course, to a Heroic Spirit like Tomoe Gozen, that was nothing. Literally nothing. No abs, a small cock, and a decent personality. That was probably what she saw, Ritsuka thought dejectedly.

"Fufufu. You know, when Lord Yoshinaka and I were young children, a situation like this once happened," Tomoe began, unprompted. "In fact, your size is much like his when he was young."

"W-when he was young?" Ritsuka wanted to ask how young but he felt like the answer would destroy him. "O-okay. That's, um..."

"Lord Yoshinaka grew since then, of course. I remember him like it was yesterday." Tomoe sighed needily. The VR headset she was wearing nearly fell from her fingers as she reminded herself of her husband. The man who made her so weak. "To put it another way...hm, he was bigger than my phone. Very long, you know, hehe."

Her phone! Her phone!? No way....

Life was so unfair. So the man that was her husband, the man that fucked her into oblivion, impregnated her with five children, was also hung? How could Ritsuka could compete with that? The answer was simple: he couldn't.

In the past, he had tried a few romantic gestures. He tried flirting and acting nice to Tomoe, yet no matter what the Master of Chaldea did she never reciprocated his advances. She always talked about her husband, the mighty Lord Yoshinaka.

"Lord Yoshinaka was so kind!"

"Lord Yoshinaka would have done it this way!"

"If only Lord Yoshinaka was here..."

Lord Yoshinaka was all Tomoe Gozen would talk about. The summers they spent together, their honeymoon (ugh), their children, and the late nights they spent (the implication of sex and breeding always hung in the air afterwards). It was annoying but also a challenge. Could he get a woman still devoted to her vows to cheat emotionally?

The answer was a resounding no. Physical, emotional, spiritual, the dead samurai lord had Ritsuka beat in every category. It wasn't even close. Where Ritsuka was less than average, Yoshinaka was packing serious fucking heat. Tomoe carried around an iPhone 13 Pro Max. Meaning, her esteemed husband must have been 7 or so inches.

That's almost twice my size...

His towel, which was still tight with his erection, suddenly seemed tiny. Arms to his side, he continued to listen to Tomoe rave on about her husband.

"If only my lord was here," Tomoe continued. "Not only is this Spirit Origin versed in playing VR games, but it also specializes in sword fights. I'm sure it would have been of help to him..." There was a gleam in her red eyes as she cupped her cheeks like a maiden in love. Lust. Want. Need. She might have acted like a young maiden but she was very much a horny MILF waiting for her husband to arrive and fuck her.

All of a sudden, the embarrassment had cleared. Tomoe, seeing a man with a smaller penis than her husband, did not feel the need to be afraid or shy. She knew this man would not replace Yoshinaka. It was obvious from the way she spoke that no one could replace Lord Yoshinaka in her heart or her womb.

Indeed, there was only man allowed to creampie Tomoe Gozen and that was Lord Yoshinaka. No exceptions.

Ritsuka's small penis was certainly never going to be penetrating her. Not in this or the next lifetime. His dick was too small for their relationship to move forward in that way.

Ritsuka was burning with jealousy. Tomoe was an erotic gamer girl in a bikini yet the only male allowed to touch her was Yoshinaka.

Lucky bastard...

Rituska didn't know how long he had been standing there listening to her. He didn't want to know either.