Hotel Chaldea Ep. Marie Antoinette & Tomoe Gozen

"I still have to question the cosplay."

It was a reasonable thing to worry about.

"Sluttified school uniforms are a staple of gyaru fashion!" Marie said, opening up her button up and pulling her skirt up, allowing you to see the pink animal print thong and bra that she wore under the schoolgirl uniform. Indeed, it was a staple of gyaru fashion... in porn.

"Oh was our theme supposed to be slutty gyaru schoolgirls? I think I might have misunderstood," Tomoe responded.

The explanation as to how you wound up here was actually not troublesome, long or difficult to explain. Medea was a woman who had long ago learned that she should not be selfish especially with the few people who understood the plight of rather disappointing relationships, and as such, had hired out your help to some of the other widows in Chaldea.

Especially for Tomoe, who had recently had a bit of a bad time involving an alternate version of her husband. Not so much because of the bad memories of her Death, but because she had come to the conclusion that she was plucked from a timeline where everything went horrible so she would be specifically in a bad mental state. Turns out meeting an alternate version of her husband who didn't, in fact, abandon her to die alone while he fled only made her trauma worse, go figure.

Following that, Marie Antoinette had somehow wound up accessing a different form than the one you were used to seeing. A different form that had a rather enormous and, well, extremely enticing pair of gazongas. Apparently, this was closer to the look she'd had near the end of her life. You knew pregnancy changed the female body but you had not expected her to change quite to that extent.

Because there standing in her full glory was the Queen of France, a woman whose beauty would start a war, though everyone would be too busy staring at her perfect chest mountains to ever fight it.

She had opened her shirt and the enormous chest of the Queen of France's 'alter' form as she called it was almost spilling out already, she was otherwise almost identical, but had changed her usual extremely sexy minidress for a pleated microskirt, thigh high socks, simple shoes and had even done the unbelievable, and foregone her hat, letting her three-tone dyed hair almost entirely free, only using hairbands and clips to separate it into many strands of three different shades of blonde, ash blonde, straight up yellow, and blonde so dark it was almost black.

She was overwhelmingly hot and clearly aware of it.

"No, it was not, schoolgirls was not part of the theme, it was just Gyaru! Kurogyaru optional!" you insisted.

"I thought it was just schoolgirls,"  Tomoe admitted. "I'm sorry, I can go change-"

"No no, you still fit the bill," Marie said, patting her shoulder, grabbing at the hair Tomoe had taken the time to braid and put a nice big ribbon on. "See? Bright, flashy hair color, nice radiant ruby red eyes, a super short skirt that threatens to show your panties without actually doing so..." Marie checked her over, using her hands to pat everything as she went, then she grabbed at Tomoe's chest and squeezed her bosom. "These are... mh, yeah, they're not huge but they just feel so wonderful," Marie said, sighing in contentment. "I could spend hours just playing with your breasts!"

There were a few moments of Marie playing with Tomoe's chest that played out without you interrupting, and as you were opening your mouth to do so, she cleared her throat. "Gyaru is about attitude! About speech! Confidence! Be flashy, loud, vulgar, stand out from the crowd, be anti-conformist!" she said.

"Oh! I see!" Tomoe said, nodding. "It's like the punk movement in the west!"

"You know what Punk is but not Gyaru?" you asked, baffled.

"Well yeah! But it has so many different meanings. I mean Punk Rock and Cyberpunk are totally different things, and then there's Steampunk which actually doesn't involve actually wearing steam-powered machinery which was thoroughly disappointing," Tomoe explained, looking more than a little disappointed. "Then!" she said, clearing her throat, "look at me!" she said, sticking her chest out and raising her skirt ever so slightly, with a flirty smile on her face. "Heeey, mister, wanna have some fun?" she asked.

"Oh! That's perfect!" Marie said, clapping her hands, "brilliant!"

"No, that's, that's enkou that's-"

"Mistah~!" Marie called, bending over at the waist so her breasts would pop out of her shirt, winking and turning her face aside while making a V with her fingers, "wanna play with us tonight?" she asked, giving you a flirty smile.

"We're already at the love hotel though..." you pointed out, gesturing around you, and indeed, that was the theme of the room, a Japanese love hotel. Apparently straight out of Ritsuka's own memories from having visited one in Shinjuku. The fact that for some reason when she brought it up you could hear the laughter of Artoria Alter from somewhere was a little disturbing.

"That's fast!" Tomoe stated. "You move quickly mister!" she said, giggling. "Hey hey, you want to have fun with us married women?" she asked.

Right. This was partly where things came to and about. Speaking with the version of her husband that could have been instead of the version of her husband that she'd experienced had somehow ignited a deeply held desire for revenge, to get back at the one she had been stuck with rather than the one that she should've had.

That was when Marie Antoinette and Medea had stepped in. Now Marie had little to no regrets about her marriage in the end, it was a transactional and contractual relationship as many had been during her time, especially in her family, it wasn't that she was particularly upset about her husband or anything, but well, taking lovers was common even if it was kept hush hush most of the time, and some of the more modern fantasies involving such things had appealed to hear a lot.

In some ways, for her, this was just for fun, and she was just there to support Tomoe...

Whose eyes appeared to be on fire as she looked at you, then she pushed you onto the bed in the middle of the room and climbed atop it herself, sitting astride your lap. "I can't wait for the shower, mister," she said, "this married old lady... I put on my old uniform for you, do you like it? Does it still fit?" she asked, raising her hand, "I used to be such a nerdy gamer girl in school you know? The boys wouldn't even talk to me!"

"No, really? I can't believe that," you quipped back. "But you're so cute and sexy."

"Yeah! Nobody would talk to me you know," she said, "except the man who would become my husband, but later I found out that he just thought I was an easy lay, he used me for my skills and when I wasn't any good for him anymore he started taking more and more trips, he was never home, and aaaall I did was just stay home, bored out of my mind and with nothing to do," she said, sniffing a little, "well screw him mister, I'm here with you now," she said, licking her lips, reaching for your crotch and removing your pants, pulling them down to reveal your mostly flaccid cock, raising her skirt to show you that she was wearing a pair of white cotton panties with a pink bow on the front, which she started rubbing on your cock. "Y'see mister," she said, "nobody cared who I was until I started putting on the tiny skirts~!"

"Oh dayum girl!" Marie quipped, "did I say that right?"

You sent her a thumbs up.

She cleared her throat. "I'm gonna have to get me some of that ipso facto!"

You looked at her. As did Tomoe.

"Too much?" she asked.

"Too sophisticated," Tomoe said.

"Not lewd enough," you agreed.

"Fine, let's cut the wordy bits then!" Marie said with a giggle. "You know what, conventions are for losers!"

Tomoe turned to look at her. "The fuck'd you just say to me you lil' shit?!"

"Whoa, gamer girl rage engaged," you said, then pressed your hips against her from below.

"Not those kinds of conventions Tomoe!" Marie laughed.

"O-Oh, my bad!" Tomoe moaned, her concentration broken adn anger erased by the sudden sexual stimulation.

"Hm... you've been looking at my panties since earlier, mistah~!" Marie said, getting on the bed and moving beside your face, swinging one leg over and then lowering her thong-clad crotch onto your face. "Why don'tcha get a taste too!"

Any reply would've been interrupted as she plopped her ass, only slightly thicker and wider than usual, she had slightly wider hips overall you noticed, you brought your arms into the action, adjusting her position so you could better get at her pussy and then sinking your fingers into the thick and pliant flesh of Marie Antoinette's ass, a beauty of legendary caliber who was letting you feel the lewd and wet heat of her needy cunt on your face.

"Nhnhh, yeahh, yeah that's it, keep licking me, it's like I'm wearing nothing at all!" Marie giggled. No doubt the panties were magical, you really did feel almost like they weren't there, and she was overflowing with so much juice that it was going straight through the thin pink fabric and into your mouth.

Meanwhile, Tomoe was taking your distraction as a cue, because she pulled her formerly white, now soaked panties, out of the way. Unlike the perfectly bald and smooth Marie, Tomoe had a bit of a bush down there, enough that if she had worn a thong it would've been noticeable. However, that was perfect, so you and Marie both flashed her a thumbs up, Marie even sticking out her tongue, and bringing her fingers in a V shape to it.

Tomoe blushed red as Marie licked between those fingers, winking at her, before plopping down again and letting your tongue once more connect with the everflowing source of the most delicious nectar from a woman who exuded lewd perfection from every pore.

Lining herself up with your cock, Tomoe took in a deep breath. "Alright, I can do this, I can have lewd cheating sex on my husband! He betrayed me first, a-and even alternate Yoshinaka said it was okay!" she said, hyping herself up, "that I shouldn't be beholden to a man that never- never loved me, and, oh fuck this I just want it so much," she moaned, then slammed herself down, with pinpoint accuracy, taking you into her infernally hot cunt and then immediately squeezing down.

You might as well be carbon because the instant you felt that heat and pressure your dick became so hard that it might as well be diamond, though even that pleasure paled in comparison to the excessively potent sensation of her insides undulating and desperately trying to cling to you as she pulled herself up, almost breaking your concentration such that you couldn't keep licking at Marie, but thanks to the power of thought compartmentalization you could make your mouth and face automatically keep pleasuring Marie as every other part of your being concentrating in not losing it and falling to pieces in the face of the mindshattering pleasure of Tomoe's cheating wife pussy.

"Yes!! This is it! I've done it, I put it in myself!! I'm doing it!! I'm cumming already, I'm gonna cum, from having cheating sex!!" she shouted, her mouth opening and her eyes becoming cloudy and foggy, "I knew it, I knew I was always a slutty woman, I knew it!! If I did it once, I'd fall, and never recover again!!"

"W-Woah, that's intense, are you okay?" Marie asked, an edge of concern to your voice.

"Better than ever!" Tomoe said, "I feel like I just got a platinum trophy AND the last achievement at the same time!" she moaned, "I feel I just got a world record speedrun," she moaned.

"I have no idea what any of that means but I'm happy for you!" Marie said, "oh, ohh dear, mhph, I think, he's happy, for you too, oof that's too intense," she moaned, "I'm used to the clients, ngnh, I'm not prepared for... something this intense!!"

Tomoe's movement became faster, and soon she was bouncing on your lap, the slap of her asscheeks on your thighs and hips almost loud enough that you could hear it over the wet and squishy noises Marie's cunt was making, or the moans and screams of both married women.

The two women leaned forward and held onto each other for support, fingers intertwinned as their hands clasped together, and then they shared a deep, lewd and noisy kiss, full of tongue and lipsmacking as they turned it into a deep makeout session, both of them going nuts over you and pushing you over the edge, just at about the same time as they both came, you could scarcely get a glimpse of what was going on as Marie moved but they had even started pressing their chests together against one another, Marie's shirt fully undone and Tomoe having mostly ripped hers off at some point.

The tension broke and your resistance crumbled and before you knew it you were filling Tomoe's tight, hot and lustful cunt with your babymaking juice, filling her canal with thick hot white magma of your own, to compliment the intense heat and pressure she had subjected you to.

At the same time, Marie gushed her own femcum, not much but just enough to get your face completely splattered in the stuff, the combination of juices making you look like you'd almost had a bucket of water dumped on you, while at the same time the two women trembled mightily, orgasming together as if they were electrified, and sharing the current back and forth.

All things, even the best orgasms, must come to an end, and the electrifying sensation faded for you first, and eventually, for the two women. You lay there relaxing for a few moments, feeling more than a bit drained after the powerful orgasm, and taking a deep breath for the first time since Marie first sat on your face.

The two ladies went into the bathroom for some reason, and you figured you might as well catch your breath and figure out how to proceed, turning on the TV. Of course, there was regular TV stations from a handful of different countries, but there was also a collection of porn videos to put on, courtesy of the house. That said, there was an old cartoon series airing that you remembered watching a long time ago...

"Eyy, Mister, is this better?"

You turned aside from the silly cartoon to see a... really noticeable change in appearance.

Marie and Tomoe stood before you.

The former had rolled down her thigh highs, bunching them up around her ankles, she had tied her shirt under her breasts, and it was stretched and transparent, showing her pink bra underneath, she had discarded her skirt, exposing her thong and her hair had a couple more colors added to it.

Tomoe, even more noticeable, was suddenly sporting an unexpected tan - you'd ask the how on that later - and for some reason was wearing ankle socks, leg warmers, a high riding pink thong you were pretty certain belonged to BB, nipple pasties, white lipstick and eyeshadow, and her hair was now set up as twintails.

Your erection was back damn near instantly, and the silly show on TV was forgotten as you focused all your attention on giving the two gyarus what they deserved...