Hotel Chaldea Ep. Barghest

190 CM tall and with a build that put even the most yolked of bodybuilders to shame, Barghest cut a ridiculously impressive figure. In her armor she was even more frightening, a scowl could send an entire army running for the hills. She looked like she could bend an average man like a Pretzel, and for anyone who knew what she could actually do, that was a severe understatement of her power. 

It was hard to remember absolutely any of that in the face of her choosing to arrive at a private school in a Scottish castle in the middle of nowhere wearing an extraordinarily tiny tan skirt, a brown park ranger style button up, and absolutely nothing to cover up the incredible, mind boggling size of her chest bazookas, or even more importantly, the extremely thick, powerful and thick thighs that had caught every single iota of your attention since the very instant you met up with her in the castle.

"I see... so this is it," Barghest muttered to herself, looking pensive as she stared at the classroom she was about to go into. 

"Nerves?" you asked.

She shook her head. "No," she said. "I will fufill her majesty's orders as they were given to me, I will do honor to the name of the Fairy Knight," she said, nodding. "This land just makes me... slightly uncomfortable."

"Do you feel unwelcome here?" you asked. That was a possibility, Medb had warned you that she might not be entirely comfortable in the castle. The explanation was long, complex and unnecessarily convoluted, but the short version that Medb had given you was that she was simultaneously an agent of the world, as well as an unwelcome, humanoid calamity, and it was entirely possible the world may reject her.

"The opposite. I feel strangely... too welcome," she grumbled. "It's strange to not have my existence eroded constantly, as a servant," she said raising her right hand, clenching and unclenching her fist. "No matter. We are here to give these students a valuable lesson."

Right. Medb was, unfortunately, busy, and could not attend, but she had asked you to cover for her. And by "asked", that meant she had asked you in the afterglow after she rocked your world and sucked your soul out through your cock, metaphorically speaking naturally. Barghest was not really a teacher and as such, you were here to assist her, using what you had learned already of how this school ran things.

You looked her up and down. Knowing these people were sexually frustrated young adults that had never experienced life outside the cloister that was their magical school, you were certain their eyes would be glued to hers. It was hard to look at anything else, given the almost insanely potent presence her thighs had, let alone the entire rest of her. Even if you could cease staring at the melon crushers, you would just catch yourself staring at the tits that would make porn stars blush.

"You're right we are," you finally said.

"Do not feel guilty about staring," she said, nodding, "being a shining example of the finely honed muscles befitting the name of Gawain is also part of my duty," she said. There was a moment's pause. "And yes. I can crush a watermelon with my thighs, before you ask."

"Not my first question but that is good to know," you admitted. "It was Ritsuka wasn't it?"

"It was Master yes," Barghest said, her cheeks dusted ever so slightly pink. She nodded, spoke a quick "ready then," and then barged into the room, with all the power and presence only a nearly two meters tall woman packing nearly a hundred kilograms of muscle could have, the class within the room becoming deathly quiet as she walked in, marching in a manner reminiscent of a military officer, or, as she frequently called herself, a knight. 

The front of the class was dominated with faces of awe, the back, with lecherous and shocked faces. There was actually quite a lot of different students, you had heard this school split classes based on dormitories, but it seemed like all four dormitories had sent representatives. Not that shocking, given that hiring Chaldea for these was very expensive.

"Greetings students. I am Fairy Knight Gawain," Barghest explained, "you will refer to me for the duration of this seminar as Instructor Gawain," she said.

Humh. She'd told you straight out that the only reason she allowed the use of her true name for yourself was that you were a trustworthy individual who had the approval of not just Her Majesty Morgan, but also Ritsuka. Not surprising that she wouldn't extend the same privilege to the students.

"This seminar's primary topic will be the defense against and handling of dangerous magical creatures. Not the sort that you are primarily used to dealing with, from your lessons in the more animalistic beasts that you've become accustomed to, but instead, the beasts created from the ever proliferating cognition of Mankind that is warping magical creatures into their current forms - I see confusion in your faces. You," she said, pointing at a frizzy haired girl near the front of the class. "Voice your question."

"Is this related to the theory of the Grand Phantasm, shaped by the collective consciousness of all of humanity?" the girl asked.

Barghest nodded, but then gestured towards you. "My assistant can provide a better explanation on this front."

Surprisingly, you could. "Correct," you said, "To make a long story short and not bog down the class with extraneous details, the world is responding to the dreams, wishes and expectations of mankind, and that's changing reality to match."

A red haired boy raised his hand, and Barghest looked at you, as if giving you room. You, in turn,, allowed him the question.

"But why muggles? And why are magical creatures becoming... like that?"

"We'll have to move on from this topic quickly," you said, "but the reason is simply... there's, give or take a couple, about a hundred thousand magic users in all the world, not all of whom are human, but are at least human-like enough to be recognized as part of the human order."

According to multiple sources, in this particular world, there was actually ninety seven thousand four hundred and twelve in the last census. 

"And there's about seventy thousand times that number in non magical humans," you said. "And that's why they make the rules. Seven billion, with a B, to your hundred thousand."

"O-Oh."

That number was a big shocker to a lot of these sheltered young men and women, though several were from more mundane backgrounds.

You then gestured at Barghest to continue the lesson.

"Right," Barghest said, stepping forward. "To combat this new trend of creatures, your Headmaster has hired Chaldea to provide capable instructors," she said. "And that is where we come in. I will show you how to subjugate and defeat magical beasts," she said, then she gestured at you. "With the help of my assistant."

You nodded.

Barghest reached for the front of her button up, and began undoing it, your eyes almost bulging.

"Instructor Gawain, what are you doing?!" someone shouted from the desks, as many a student was shocked, though not a one tried to cover their eyes as Barghest revealed her immense chest, her titties barely contained by a white bikini top.

"Magical Beasts will not conveniently hide their bodies from you," she said, raising a finger and pointing at the student who had shouted. "If you are incapable of withstanding even this basic of an assault, your death is guaranteed!" she warned. "First lesson - remain calm, even in the face of absurdity. Just as I have, you must temper your natural instincts and curb your desire!" she said. 

Next, she went for her skirt, undoing a hidden zipper that allowed the much abused garment to finally relax its grip on her hips and thighs and ass, and as soon as she did, it damn near came apart, before she slid it down her long, muscular legs, her ass, her thighs, her calves, every part of her body flexing its shapely muscles, even her abs were even more cut and defined as she bent down in half. The class couldn't see it, but damn, you got a straight up amazing view that was burned into your very mind.

Left in a tiny white bikini with red and blue details, she struck a pose. "Now," she said, "it's important that you understand that not every fight is a winnable one," she said. "There are battles that simply cannot be won through sheer strength alone. This is a harsh lesson, one that I was taught through bitter failure," she said, "but you need not fear, because there is always a method to overcome an obstacle, no matter how seemingly insurmountable it might seem," she said, raising her fist, flexing her arm, showing that she had quite a bit of strength to back up her words.

You winced as the students hung on her every word, or rather, looked unabashedly at her magnificent body. You couldn't even blame them. She was vastly far and away different from anything any of them had ever seen, even the most muscular man in the group looked like a little boy compared to her majestic musculature, especially as she flexed and stretched her muscles to add emphasis to her words.

"So how, you may ask, do you defeat a magical beast whose power is greater than yours, whom you cannot hope to affect with your magical spells, and whose physical might exceeds the very limits your human bodies can be pushed to?" she asked. "It is simple!" she said, flexing her muscles, taking a deep breath, and then striking a pose all at once, the bulge of her muscles and the expanding of her chest heralding a ripping sound as her bikini was torn to shreds, revealing everything, including the fact that unlike most women at Chaldea, she did have a bit of hair down there. 

"What the fuck!?" was the general sentiment in class.

"You must understand right here and now that every magical beast that has taken the form of a beautiful woman is, at its very core, a slut!" she crowed.

The worst part was that she wasn't even wrong. You hadn't quite explained why the magical beasts took the forms of beautiful women to the students, because it was really fucking dumb.

For some insane reason, human cognition had shaped the volatile and malleable magical creatures of this world into an entire species of sluts! 

"Even the strongest can be dominated through sexual stimulation!" Barghest said. 

You, however, had not expected this turn of events, though considering it was Medb who put you up to this, maybe it wasn't so shocking. 

"Assistant, remove your clothes at once, I ask that you use the cock that has satisfied Her Majesty to turn me into a panting, sweating, fucked stupid mess, to show these students how one defeats a creature such as the ones they are likely to face!" she said.

You looked at her... and using the instincts built from over two years of working at Chaldea, you went with the flow, getting undressed. Most of these students had already seen you fuck anyway, and you'd even taught some of them how to do it in the first place.

So whatever. 

You approached Barghest, who was waiting expectantly, hands on her hips, looking down at you - and then you pushed her onto the lectern, but softly, not a shove, rather an insistent push, placing your hands on her abs and your face on her chest, motorboating those puppies that had been taunting you all day.

"Physical contact will switch them from attack mode to sex mode," Barghest explained, as you came into contact with her. "The softer, less hostile and more intimate it is," she spoke, and was interrupted by a gasp as your hands reached up for her massive titties, squeezing them, playing with her large nipples and running your fingers along the sensitive dark area of her areolas, before she bent back, hissing in pleasure, her back laying on the lectern.

You got down on your knees, put one hand on each of those thighs, each about the size of your own leg and arm together, feeling the tightly corded muscles barely contained under the unblemished skin around them, and began peppering kisses along them, back and forth, slowly approaching her crotch.

Barghest hissed. "Oral sex is, good!" she said. "Appear submissive," she said, "to lower their guard!"

You continued kissing your way down to her core, keeping an eye on her slightly hairy muff, as bright a blonde as her hair on top of her head. It was more on the wild and untamed side than the unkempt lack of hygiene, it certainly wasn't covering up the sight of her tightly shut peachy pussy, already becoming redder, engorged and wet with her arousal, until finally, your lips reached hers, and you had a kiss, mouth to pussy, long and sensuous, her pubic hair tickling the sides of your face and your cheeks as you began to make out with her more intensely.

Adjusting her position, giving you better space and a better angle to service her, she half sat, half laid down on the lectern, facing the class as you began to eat her out. 

"Most monsters and beasts," she moaned, "are not expecting to receive service," she added, wincing, "nfg, so even if you are not, particularly good at it-" she moaned, her eyes almost rolling up a little, you saw them as you glanced up, her mouth opening in an O shape as you redoubled your efforts, "unlike my partner here," she added, as if in apology, "it will be effective to get them into the mood for sex, and not for combat."

She was not just in the mood for sex, she was positively flooded in preparation, as you lapped up her tasty honey, caring little about getting a little bit of hair in your mouth, though you were only getting her hot.

"After tha-a-at," you found her clit and gave it a nice and wet kiss and suck exactly with the right timing, before pulling back, your erect cock ready to go, as you stroked it- she looked at it, a little awe in her face. "They will be amenable to, this," she moaned. "And will no longer be hostile. Do not flee yet," she said. "A hostile beast would just kill you, a scorned beast will pursue you to the ends of the earth and will make you suffer before you die!" Barghest said. "With the humanoid form comes a humanoid intellect," she said. "So do NOT underestimate them!"

"Instructor Gawain," a red haired girl called, "what about us girls?" she asked.

"I cannot teach you magic, but I believe there are both potions and spells that can grant you the necessary equipment. Humanized beasts care little about gender," she said.

The girl clearly wanted to say something else, but it died in her throat as you began to rub the head of your penis against Barghest's wet and sloppy lower lips. 

"There is no sexual orientation when your survival is at stake," Barghest moaned as you insistently began to prod at her crotch. "That goes for you as well, boys. There is no dignity or honor in a meaningless death, if you are to die, then let it be accomplishing something meaningful!" she warned. "And it feels really, really good!" she moaned, as you penetrated her and began pushing into her depths.

Much like her size implied, Barghest's pussy was not what you would call tiny, narrow and tight, but on the other hand, it was clear her muscular development was not just external. No, the muscles inside her were just as well trained and formed, because her pussy was demonstrating incredible motion and rhythm, squeezing and sucking you in. Muscular girls just had this quality about them, and with Barghest, it was even greater, as her body enveloped yours.

She was bigger than you in almost every way, and it actually felt incredible to be surrounded by her warm, protective embrace.

"If you are compatible," Barghest moaned, looking into your eyes but for a second, "or you acquire experience and improve at this," she said, turning to the class, "it's possible that the Magical Beast may develop feelings for you," she said. "Do not waste this opportunity. Affection and interaction can help them develop their cognitive and communicational skills, they already possess the intellect, it's just a matter of them interacting with humans to develop it into sapience that can't be distinguished from that of humans!" she said.

The students gasped.

She looked at you, panting, her hat falling off of her head, the wolf eared accessory rolling a little before coming to a stop, landing flat after doing so. "I see now that only the Queen could've stood a chance," she huffed. "Neverthe, ugh, less," she added, turning to the class. "Yesterday's enemy can become tomorrow's lover," she said. "I will teach you the techniques of mental discipline necessary to prevent yourself from catching feelings at a later date- now, concentrate on the techniqueeEEEESSS~!!"

You began fucking her in earnest then, showing her, and the class at large, the techniques they'd need to know. Not just fucking her, aiming at all the right spots, the class couldn't see into her with an x ray eye to see that, but the angle, the speed, that they could see, and you were facing Barghest with the class to your left, they could see your moves very well as you began to tease Barghest's large, muscular body, ghosting your fingers along the edges and lines of her powerfully built body, playing with it, like it was a musical instrument, a keyboard, and you could almost see each button along her body, where her muscles met with each other, where they were left vulnerable... she was so sensitive to affectionate touches, it was almost like giving a well behaved puppy belly rubs or scratches wherever it needed them most.

She was tightening up around you, her already hyperactive pussy becoming even more so, as you repeated the piston motion endlessly, only changing ever so slightly to hit deeper, more hard to reach places inside her, as she became increasingly slicker and juicier with every thrust.

"Ahn, yesss..!!" Barghest roared. "Don't forget!! To cum inside her!!" she shouted. "This will- mark her as yous- yours," she said, gargling a little, "if she submits, if she submits to you, then she will become a loyal, and, and, and- ghk, affectionate!!"

Whatever she was going to say was cut off, as the building pressure of your own orgasm overrode conscious thought and you fucked her with wild abandon, putting everything you had into chasing that finish line until finally, you hit it, not just hers, but your own as well, slamming as deep and as hard as you could, the lectern creaking and Barghest herself letting out a powerful scream that nearly shook the windows as you unloaded within her. 

Testament to her sheer greed, she swallowed up all of your semen, not even a single droplet landed anywhere but her hungry, hungry insides, and when you pulled your dick out, not even a hint of semen remained on it. She truly was a hungry bitch, in the best sense of the word.

Panting, you almost collapsed, giving a thumbs up to Barghest to signify you were okay.

Barghest looked at you, nodded, and after a moment to recuperate, got back on her feet. She closed her eyes, and wisps of energy gathered around her, forming into her bikini once more. 

She then breathed in and then out, slowly, as if calming her own nerves, her lips moving as if she was speaking, though no sound came out, and then she opened her eyes and faced the class once more.

"Now, I will personally test each of you," she said, "to make sure that your sexual abilities are sufficient to be safe in case of an attack, and then we can begin to learn how to go on the offensive," she said. "I will play the part of a magical beast, and your task will be to successfully seduce me," she said. 

One of the girls, a blonde who was playing with her green tie, raised her hand, and Barghest gave her the right to ask the question burning in her mind. 

"Ma'am may I be first?" she asked, openly.

"I like your spirit. Give me a moment - I will procure a Futanari potion for you to use," she said, turning to you. "Can I ask you to-"

You gave her a smile. Of course you could help here. You would have to give a couple more demonstrations and refreshers of techniques - the seminar class would last four hours on that day, and then four hours two more days that week as well.

Later that day, you'd be leaving to your quarters, chatting with Barghest, who would be sharing the same wing of the confusingly designed castle with you, though as you got to where you were supposed to split from her and go to your room, she grabbed you by the arm, with a blush on her face, and tugged you along to her room.

She wasn't satisfied with the... demonstrations, for lack of a better term, and wanted more. Not that you were complaining, of course, no matter how pissed Koyanskaya was when she learned why you were late to the briefing she had prepared in your room so you could continue attending to your Chaldean duties, even as Mana cast healing spells on your crotch...