You shake her hand

“Alright, I’ll help you get started on this new relationship dynamic.” Medb smirked, “But, first I’m going to make sure you can’t ever break your part of the deal. At the very least you won’t be taking anymore liberties a Beta male like you shouldn’t be…”

The pink haired Queen opened one of the stalls into the toilet. She dragged you inside then pulled down your pants. The Celtic Queen pulled out a mysterious looking brush and ink and began to draw a very complex series of symbols onto your crotch.

“This brush’s made from the horn and hair of Tiamat Primordial Goddess of Life and Fertility. The ink is made of Ibuki Doujin’s cursed blood and the knowledge is directly from Tamamo-no-Mae…” She explained, “The curse is three folded…”

“First you will never be able to get an erection to penetrate a woman. Your cock will always soften at the touch of her folds.”

“Second, your libido will spike to match your lover’s own, but your weak sperm will always inspire hatred from women’s ova. They will always and reject them, and destroy them always…”

“Finally, you will never be able to see nude flesh from any women. Her nipples, folds and anus will always been obscured to your sight…”

Medb smirked at you before putting your hand on your cock.

“This curse seal will activate the moment you spill your sperm into this toilet. In exchange for undergoing my curse you’ll have my aid in turning your beloved Queen into a wife who will sleep with your strong virile male Servants and conceive their children…”

She smirked at you.

Fantasies began to surge through your head. Of Gilgamesh taking her maidenhood in front of you. Another appeared of Cú Chulainn plunging into her ass and introducing her to his other large lance.

Suddenly a shiver ran through your mind as you remembered a promiscuous virile servant. One who was infamous for satisfying women and still craving more, Fergus mac Róich.

Your small cock throbbed at the thoughts running through your mind. Small clear drops of precum moistened your short shaft it as every submissive nature in your soul demanded you spill your seed into the toilet…