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Gudako watched as a flash of light filled the white summoning room of Chaldea. As the light vanished before her stood a tall skinny blonde man in golden armour.
"Saber, Jason. I've come to answer your summons. I may be a hero, but I am first and foremost a captain. Listen up. Never put me on the front lines. Got that!?" the blonde man bellowed. Gudako smiled at the man, her hand shooting forward to grab him, almost pulling him to the floor as she dragged him with a beaming smile.
"Come on, I've got someone who would love to see you again." the mage beamed, Her red hair fluttering as she dragged the legendary hero behind her.
"Oh? Someone who knew me in life? I wonder if it's one of my crew. It would be great to fight alongside them properly this time and not as part of my spirit origin." the king laughed gratingly.
Gudako knew the king well, they'd been enemies back what felt like two years ago when she was still early on her road to save human history. Jason had been one of many servants summoned to help destroy the world. He was a loud, obnoxious idiot but a shockingly good strategist, but his voice just made Gudako cringe. Jason looked the mage up and down, she was rather attractive, soft golden skin, dark red hair that reached her shoulders, a delicious curvy body that he wished his wives in life could have had all wrapped up in a tight-fitting yellow spandex one piece.
"If you're my master, then I could get used to this," the Greek hero snickered, a hand reaching out to grope Gudako's plump ass, his mind already swimming with ideas of what he could do with her body.
"You know, Medea's a servant here in Chaldea too. I bet your wife would just love to know you're eyeing up other women already." Gudako taunted. She didn't need to look behind her to know Jason was in pure terror, his hand shooting back as he let out a high-pitched whimper.
"Please don't tell her!" the hero simpered, his body trembling with fear as the mage led him to the destination. The two came to a white door that looked like the dozens of others that lined the marble white halls, but something about it sent a shudder up the Greek's spine.
"Medea guess who came to Chaldea!" the mage bellowed as the door shot open. She had barely gotten halfway through his wife's name before Jason started fighting wildly. As a heroic spirit, he should have been able to easily surpass even the strongest humans, but with Gudako he found himself being dragged by his heels into the room where he knew he would die.
"Master, please! Surly, I can be useful to you! Just don't let her near me!" the "hero" sobbed, trying and failing to dig his feet into the tiles only for his new Master to keep pulling him as if he were weightless. Jason's eyes darted around the room, his heart beating so fast it could have burst entirely at the sights. He hoped it would, it would be less horrific or painful compared to whatever his psychotic ex-wife had in mind for him. To his unending horror, the room was lined with shelves, each self-lined with figurines of hi. All of them in some horrible gruesome state. The worst part though was the eyes. They were moving, some were crying, others simply stared mournfully at him. Hundreds of versions of him tortured and turned into figurines. One had at least a dozen swords pierced through his body, one was little more than a puddle of gore and limbs, another upside down on his head no doubt as he hit the ground to break his neck and many more that made the captain of the Argonauts long for a quick death.
"Please, for the love of Hera, don't turn me into a figure! Just kill me and be done with it." Jason cried, tears streaming down his famed handsome face. Sitting in the middle of the room was a beautiful short woman with long light purple hair, a long purple dress with a menacing purple and black cloak that made her look like a supervillain and pointed ears that completed her deceptively cute slender face.
"Jason! How wonderful to see you again. Thank you, Master, for bringing my husband here." the witch smiled tenderly. Her sweet smile terrified Jason far more than any monster he'd seen in life. He franticly tried to pull his hand free from the mage to no avail.
"Please don't turn me into a figurine!" the hero screamed pathetically. Medea rose from the table she sat at, her smile not breaking as she sauntered over to him cheerfully.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to." she smiled gently.
Jason craned his head nervously to look at her in confusion and bafflement.
"You're not?"
"Of course not. I have too many figures of you already, I'll need to bury most of these ones as is. That or Master needs to give me another room for them." the witch beamed.
"Not happening waifu witch." the redhead shot back with a smile, her vice of a grip not faltering despite the hero's panicked thrashing.
"That's a shame. Also, what did I tell you about that nickname!"
"It's either waifu witch or witch of the weebs. Your choice." the mage teased, the two momentarily forgetting about the trembling man between them. Without thinking he spoke, even he had no idea what he said, but both women turned to look at him.
"Ah, yes you. Dear, dear Jason." Medea cooed, a dainty hand running over his muscular chest, were it any other woman, it would have been arousing. But he knew first hand the level of madness and cruelty his wife was capable of, and all because he tried to abandon her and marry another woman so he could become a king like he always wanted so. She was so unreasonable.
"If you're not going to turn me into a figure, what are you going to do? the hero stuttered out timidly, she looked up at him, despite her gentle smile her eyes gleamed with an evil joy that was more terrifying than any monster he'd met in life. The witch continued running her hand over his body. He could feel his knees buckle underneath him, Gudako released his hand, he tried to spring back only for his body to crash to the floor with a yelp of pain. His legs quivered uselessly in front of him, he watched as the witch sauntered over to him with a cruel smile.
"Oh, my dear husband. You've fallen and hurt yourself. I guess it's a wife's job to help you." Medea cackled. She rolled the saber over with a snicker, dragging his feet into the air. Jason groaned weakly, focusing on the pain of his nose being crushed by the cold floor. Medea pulled the airhead hero's feet towards her grinning mouth.
"Thank's babe, you treat me so much better than this idiot." Medea beamed, her cruelty replaced with a sweet loving smile. She leaned over to Gudako, the young mage happily embracing the caster lovingly.
"In a way, I have to thank you, Jason. Your dumbassness meant I got to meet one of my sweetest wives." Gudako chuckled as she kissed Medea's cheek.
"Wait, you two are married? That's hot. Wait a damn minute, wives? As in plural? Why the hell is it fine for her to have you as just one wife of several, but when I did it, you ruined my life?" Jason bellowed in rage, he'd have turned to look at the two if he could move his body in the slightest.
"Well, first, she's incredibly sweet to me and values me as a caster and a woman. Second, she has amazing boobs and is freaking cute. Third..." Medea sighed weakly while giving her wife a sideways glance, "I knew her harem EX skill meant I would never have this slutty mage all to myself. But I do get to share her with loads of cute girls." Medea blushed momentarily just thinking about the many cute girls she got to kiss and admire, though she quickly turned her attention back to Jason, her gentle loving smile twisting back into cruelty in a second.
"As for you, there's only one thing to do with such a rude, idiotic letch. You were always an awful cook, but I think you can make great food. You'll probably taste nice and juicy since you always left the fighting to others." the witch cackled.
Medea's hands tore the dusty sandals from Jason's feet, tossing them away with a devilish grin. Her lips parted, the limp feet slipping between them, she ran her tongue over their helpless soles, Jason tried to escape the sudden tickling, but his body remained paralyzed. Mede's skillful tongue flicked across the helpless hero's feet, sending his mind racing in induced panic from the tickling.
"Stop you monster, stop!" he laughed helplessly, tears streaming down his face. Medea ignored his words, slowly moving over his toned calves. Her mouth passed over the helpless hero's knees, only as she passed over his surprisingly toned thighs did the saber gain even slight movement, his foot twitching weakly as it slipped into her chest cavity.
"I can move, I can fight back, just have to do it right," Jason grinned to himself. His fingers curled into a fist, aiming as best he could for the witch's face. Medea ignored the weak squirm of the weak saber servant. Medea groaned around the "hero".
"How is he this bland? The only flavour from him is dust and sea salt. And these disgusting muscles, why did I like them again when I was young? Bleh, I was an idiot. Now I just want this mess over." the witch mentally grumbled as she worked further across her ex-husband. Her jaws passed over his tough thighs, she shuddered at the tasteless muscle, "If it was saber I was eating, I bet she'd be sweet and supple, unlike this idiot."
Jason used the witch's distraction to his advantage, mustering all the strength he could into his numb right arm, he threw his fist towards her as fast and hard as he could. The fist hurtled towards her for a second, but to his horror, his whole arm shuddered and twisted. The direction of the punch changing on a dime as it swung back at him. The punch connected to his face with a crunch, he could feel some of his teeth come loose, his nose breaking followed quickly by a splurt of blood, the world spinning around him.
"You didn't really think my waifu witch would be so dumb as to not inflict you with some backups in case you regained movement, did you?" Gudako snickered, she crouched down toward the dazed greek, She's smarter than that." Gudako whispered into Jason's ear with a devilish snicker, Jason tried to mumble something but it was so incoherent even he had no idea what he said. The saber reached out to try and grab at anything that could slow his descent into his ex-wife's jaws. He hadn't noticed at first but now he could feel the stinging pain of her gastric juices burning across his claves as more of him was dragged to his second death.
"Medea, you psychotic bitch! This is sadistic even for you, and you murdered our childr-" his rage was replaced with a howl of pain as the caster sunk her teeth deep into his body. He could feel her bite tear through his weak flesh, he twisted wildly in pain, his arms flailing helplessly. His legs twisted into the tight gut, he could feel sweat soaking across his body as more of him was trapped. Medea's hands clasped the man's shoulders, physically dragging more of the one-star servant into her maw. Her teeth scraping dragging over the hero's spine, cresting over his muscular chest. No matter what he tried he couldn't escape.
"Women are such evil creatures, aren't they. You save them from savagery, make them greek and then try to bring them into a royal family as your mistress, and this is how they repay you." Jason grumbled weakly.
"Ah, while he's painfully bland, it never gets old tormenting this bastard." Medea snickered as she forced more of Jason down her gullet. His struggles growing weaker as his legs crumpled into the blistering gut. Medea's jaws crept over Jason's flopping arms, his shoulders pushing into his neck, he could feel her tongue lapping at his chin.
"You'll both regret this. You hear me!? I'll get you for this!" Jason screamed with the last of his strength.
Gudako leaned down again, placing a finger on his forehead with an evil smile.
"You said that the last three dozen times too." the mage snickered. Jason's jaw dropped in horror as Medea's lips slammed down around him. The witch's final swallow echoed through the room.
"Gods, he was bland. Only his tears and blood gave a decent taste. I think I need something to wash him down with." Medea grumbled. She rubbed her squirming stomach with a mischievous smile. "But knowing Jason's going to suffer and slowly digest makes it all worth it." the witch chuckled.
Gudako ran a loving hand over the bloated belly with a smile.
"Well, how about I go get Mash, Eresh and your waifu Arthuria and we hit Rome for a party?"
"France," Medea replied quietly.
"France it is." Gudako chuckled as she placed a gentle kiss on the witch's head.
"You sure Saber will come?"
"Come on, that glutton? Medea, all you ever had to do to seduce her was promise her food. She'll come."
Honestly Jason has had it coming for ages and who better to make him pay than Medea. Also a rare male prey for me.
Ah, writers block. I shot out the first thousand or so words, hit the vore and spent the next three days staring at the screen trying to write it. Delightful.
should you have any interest you can find me on discord at Nervousvampire#6379 or If you want to read any of the MANY stories not yet added to this site, you can do so here https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/45791986
"Saber, Jason. I've come to answer your summons. I may be a hero, but I am first and foremost a captain. Listen up. Never put me on the front lines. Got that!?" the blonde man bellowed. Gudako smiled at the man, her hand shooting forward to grab him, almost pulling him to the floor as she dragged him with a beaming smile.
"Come on, I've got someone who would love to see you again." the mage beamed, Her red hair fluttering as she dragged the legendary hero behind her.
"Oh? Someone who knew me in life? I wonder if it's one of my crew. It would be great to fight alongside them properly this time and not as part of my spirit origin." the king laughed gratingly.
Gudako knew the king well, they'd been enemies back what felt like two years ago when she was still early on her road to save human history. Jason had been one of many servants summoned to help destroy the world. He was a loud, obnoxious idiot but a shockingly good strategist, but his voice just made Gudako cringe. Jason looked the mage up and down, she was rather attractive, soft golden skin, dark red hair that reached her shoulders, a delicious curvy body that he wished his wives in life could have had all wrapped up in a tight-fitting yellow spandex one piece.
"If you're my master, then I could get used to this," the Greek hero snickered, a hand reaching out to grope Gudako's plump ass, his mind already swimming with ideas of what he could do with her body.
"You know, Medea's a servant here in Chaldea too. I bet your wife would just love to know you're eyeing up other women already." Gudako taunted. She didn't need to look behind her to know Jason was in pure terror, his hand shooting back as he let out a high-pitched whimper.
"Please don't tell her!" the hero simpered, his body trembling with fear as the mage led him to the destination. The two came to a white door that looked like the dozens of others that lined the marble white halls, but something about it sent a shudder up the Greek's spine.
"Medea guess who came to Chaldea!" the mage bellowed as the door shot open. She had barely gotten halfway through his wife's name before Jason started fighting wildly. As a heroic spirit, he should have been able to easily surpass even the strongest humans, but with Gudako he found himself being dragged by his heels into the room where he knew he would die.
"Master, please! Surly, I can be useful to you! Just don't let her near me!" the "hero" sobbed, trying and failing to dig his feet into the tiles only for his new Master to keep pulling him as if he were weightless. Jason's eyes darted around the room, his heart beating so fast it could have burst entirely at the sights. He hoped it would, it would be less horrific or painful compared to whatever his psychotic ex-wife had in mind for him. To his unending horror, the room was lined with shelves, each self-lined with figurines of hi. All of them in some horrible gruesome state. The worst part though was the eyes. They were moving, some were crying, others simply stared mournfully at him. Hundreds of versions of him tortured and turned into figurines. One had at least a dozen swords pierced through his body, one was little more than a puddle of gore and limbs, another upside down on his head no doubt as he hit the ground to break his neck and many more that made the captain of the Argonauts long for a quick death.
"Please, for the love of Hera, don't turn me into a figure! Just kill me and be done with it." Jason cried, tears streaming down his famed handsome face. Sitting in the middle of the room was a beautiful short woman with long light purple hair, a long purple dress with a menacing purple and black cloak that made her look like a supervillain and pointed ears that completed her deceptively cute slender face.
"Jason! How wonderful to see you again. Thank you, Master, for bringing my husband here." the witch smiled tenderly. Her sweet smile terrified Jason far more than any monster he'd seen in life. He franticly tried to pull his hand free from the mage to no avail.
"Please don't turn me into a figurine!" the hero screamed pathetically. Medea rose from the table she sat at, her smile not breaking as she sauntered over to him cheerfully.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to." she smiled gently.
Jason craned his head nervously to look at her in confusion and bafflement.
"You're not?"
"Of course not. I have too many figures of you already, I'll need to bury most of these ones as is. That or Master needs to give me another room for them." the witch beamed.
"Not happening waifu witch." the redhead shot back with a smile, her vice of a grip not faltering despite the hero's panicked thrashing.
"That's a shame. Also, what did I tell you about that nickname!"
"It's either waifu witch or witch of the weebs. Your choice." the mage teased, the two momentarily forgetting about the trembling man between them. Without thinking he spoke, even he had no idea what he said, but both women turned to look at him.
"Ah, yes you. Dear, dear Jason." Medea cooed, a dainty hand running over his muscular chest, were it any other woman, it would have been arousing. But he knew first hand the level of madness and cruelty his wife was capable of, and all because he tried to abandon her and marry another woman so he could become a king like he always wanted so. She was so unreasonable.
"If you're not going to turn me into a figure, what are you going to do? the hero stuttered out timidly, she looked up at him, despite her gentle smile her eyes gleamed with an evil joy that was more terrifying than any monster he'd met in life. The witch continued running her hand over his body. He could feel his knees buckle underneath him, Gudako released his hand, he tried to spring back only for his body to crash to the floor with a yelp of pain. His legs quivered uselessly in front of him, he watched as the witch sauntered over to him with a cruel smile.
"Oh, my dear husband. You've fallen and hurt yourself. I guess it's a wife's job to help you." Medea cackled. She rolled the saber over with a snicker, dragging his feet into the air. Jason groaned weakly, focusing on the pain of his nose being crushed by the cold floor. Medea pulled the airhead hero's feet towards her grinning mouth.
"Thank's babe, you treat me so much better than this idiot." Medea beamed, her cruelty replaced with a sweet loving smile. She leaned over to Gudako, the young mage happily embracing the caster lovingly.
"In a way, I have to thank you, Jason. Your dumbassness meant I got to meet one of my sweetest wives." Gudako chuckled as she kissed Medea's cheek.
"Wait, you two are married? That's hot. Wait a damn minute, wives? As in plural? Why the hell is it fine for her to have you as just one wife of several, but when I did it, you ruined my life?" Jason bellowed in rage, he'd have turned to look at the two if he could move his body in the slightest.
"Well, first, she's incredibly sweet to me and values me as a caster and a woman. Second, she has amazing boobs and is freaking cute. Third..." Medea sighed weakly while giving her wife a sideways glance, "I knew her harem EX skill meant I would never have this slutty mage all to myself. But I do get to share her with loads of cute girls." Medea blushed momentarily just thinking about the many cute girls she got to kiss and admire, though she quickly turned her attention back to Jason, her gentle loving smile twisting back into cruelty in a second.
"As for you, there's only one thing to do with such a rude, idiotic letch. You were always an awful cook, but I think you can make great food. You'll probably taste nice and juicy since you always left the fighting to others." the witch cackled.
Medea's hands tore the dusty sandals from Jason's feet, tossing them away with a devilish grin. Her lips parted, the limp feet slipping between them, she ran her tongue over their helpless soles, Jason tried to escape the sudden tickling, but his body remained paralyzed. Mede's skillful tongue flicked across the helpless hero's feet, sending his mind racing in induced panic from the tickling.
"Stop you monster, stop!" he laughed helplessly, tears streaming down his face. Medea ignored his words, slowly moving over his toned calves. Her mouth passed over the helpless hero's knees, only as she passed over his surprisingly toned thighs did the saber gain even slight movement, his foot twitching weakly as it slipped into her chest cavity.
"I can move, I can fight back, just have to do it right," Jason grinned to himself. His fingers curled into a fist, aiming as best he could for the witch's face. Medea ignored the weak squirm of the weak saber servant. Medea groaned around the "hero".
"How is he this bland? The only flavour from him is dust and sea salt. And these disgusting muscles, why did I like them again when I was young? Bleh, I was an idiot. Now I just want this mess over." the witch mentally grumbled as she worked further across her ex-husband. Her jaws passed over his tough thighs, she shuddered at the tasteless muscle, "If it was saber I was eating, I bet she'd be sweet and supple, unlike this idiot."
Jason used the witch's distraction to his advantage, mustering all the strength he could into his numb right arm, he threw his fist towards her as fast and hard as he could. The fist hurtled towards her for a second, but to his horror, his whole arm shuddered and twisted. The direction of the punch changing on a dime as it swung back at him. The punch connected to his face with a crunch, he could feel some of his teeth come loose, his nose breaking followed quickly by a splurt of blood, the world spinning around him.
"You didn't really think my waifu witch would be so dumb as to not inflict you with some backups in case you regained movement, did you?" Gudako snickered, she crouched down toward the dazed greek, She's smarter than that." Gudako whispered into Jason's ear with a devilish snicker, Jason tried to mumble something but it was so incoherent even he had no idea what he said. The saber reached out to try and grab at anything that could slow his descent into his ex-wife's jaws. He hadn't noticed at first but now he could feel the stinging pain of her gastric juices burning across his claves as more of him was dragged to his second death.
"Medea, you psychotic bitch! This is sadistic even for you, and you murdered our childr-" his rage was replaced with a howl of pain as the caster sunk her teeth deep into his body. He could feel her bite tear through his weak flesh, he twisted wildly in pain, his arms flailing helplessly. His legs twisted into the tight gut, he could feel sweat soaking across his body as more of him was trapped. Medea's hands clasped the man's shoulders, physically dragging more of the one-star servant into her maw. Her teeth scraping dragging over the hero's spine, cresting over his muscular chest. No matter what he tried he couldn't escape.
"Women are such evil creatures, aren't they. You save them from savagery, make them greek and then try to bring them into a royal family as your mistress, and this is how they repay you." Jason grumbled weakly.
"Ah, while he's painfully bland, it never gets old tormenting this bastard." Medea snickered as she forced more of Jason down her gullet. His struggles growing weaker as his legs crumpled into the blistering gut. Medea's jaws crept over Jason's flopping arms, his shoulders pushing into his neck, he could feel her tongue lapping at his chin.
"You'll both regret this. You hear me!? I'll get you for this!" Jason screamed with the last of his strength.
Gudako leaned down again, placing a finger on his forehead with an evil smile.
"You said that the last three dozen times too." the mage snickered. Jason's jaw dropped in horror as Medea's lips slammed down around him. The witch's final swallow echoed through the room.
"Gods, he was bland. Only his tears and blood gave a decent taste. I think I need something to wash him down with." Medea grumbled. She rubbed her squirming stomach with a mischievous smile. "But knowing Jason's going to suffer and slowly digest makes it all worth it." the witch chuckled.
Gudako ran a loving hand over the bloated belly with a smile.
"Well, how about I go get Mash, Eresh and your waifu Arthuria and we hit Rome for a party?"
"France," Medea replied quietly.
"France it is." Gudako chuckled as she placed a gentle kiss on the witch's head.
"You sure Saber will come?"
"Come on, that glutton? Medea, all you ever had to do to seduce her was promise her food. She'll come."
Honestly Jason has had it coming for ages and who better to make him pay than Medea. Also a rare male prey for me.
Ah, writers block. I shot out the first thousand or so words, hit the vore and spent the next three days staring at the screen trying to write it. Delightful.
should you have any interest you can find me on discord at Nervousvampire#6379 or If you want to read any of the MANY stories not yet added to this site, you can do so here https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/45791986
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