Patron Reward: Bridget vs Astolfo Femboy Fight (Patreon)

Another small reward story. Two of anime's most famous femboys/traps/what have you class in a catty feud. The trendy trap from the Fate Grand Order (or FG something...) series and the Guilty Gear's boy nun tangle in the nude

DEFINITELY has dude on dude gayness, so warning for any of you who aren't down for that. 

Astolfo had been summoned by his new master, and he was one that he was particularly fond of. The problem had come up when his master met Bridget, a traveling nun that was being overly friendly with him. Learning that Bridget was an especially feminine boy like Astolfo only made him more jealous. With some quick use of his Servant magic, the reincarnated paladin femboy issued his challenge.

Bridget arrived at the house that Astolfo and his master shared. His mortal keeper was away for the day, so he left the door unlocked and directed the blonde boy to meet him up in his room. Even the spare room Astolfo lived in was remodeled to be pink and girly. The femboys glared warily at each other as Bridget shut the door behind him. They were both dressed in simple schoolgirl uniforms for the unassuming meetup.

“This is your last warning!” Astolfo declared dramatically. “Stop seeing my master or you’ll pay the consequences!”

“You can’t tell me what to do. I know what you are, and if your master wants to see me, he can keep you from interfering in his life,” Bridget huffed back, sticking out his tongue.

“So be it!” The pink-haired femboy threw out a hand and released his magic into the room. Technically, each time a Servant was summoned, their powers were different. In Astolfo’s case, he coated the room in a layer of faint magical light. Their clothes vanished in the light, leaving them both naked and facing off. The pale, slender boys thrust out their tiny chests as their stiffening dicks aimed themselves at each other like duelist blades. 

“The room is locked down until one of us surrenders,” Astolfo spelled out for him. “So I look forward to you admitting defeat before one of history’s greatest warriors!”

“Sounds more like you’re just some greedy ancient hag to me,” Bridget taunted right back.

“What?! You disrespectful little…!” 

The pink-haired boy cracked a slap across Bridget’s face. He winced as his head twitched away, just to shove Astolfo’s chest to drive him back. Between Bridget’s training and Astolfo’s summoner not being especially strong as a magician, they were on roughly even standing when it came to sheer strength. 

Astolfa came at the naked blonde boy to grab him around the waist, but Bridget sidestepped him and caught him in a clumsy headlock. It was still enough to draw the pink-haired boy to the floor, squeezing him against his soft and skinny chest.

“Gotcha! You sure talk a big game for such a pushover!” the young nun boasted.

“Don’t get so arrogant!” Astolfo growled back. He pulled on the back of Bridget’s hair, pulling him off balance enough to ram his shoulder into the skinny nun. Bridget fell on his back and Astolfo hurried to clamber on top of him. He sat firmly on Bridget’s chest, leaving his hard feminine dick bobbing over his opponent’s face.

“Glad to see you’ve learned your place is beneath me!” the haughty summon lorded over him.

Bridget gave a frustrated growl and grabbed his foe by the balls. Astolfo gave a shrill squeal and hastily backed off.

“Owww! No fair, you little cheater!”

“I didn’t hear ‘no nut’ shots in your silly rules,” Bridget snapped back. He grabbed at Astolfo’s dick again, making his flinch back despite how hard his dick was from the unexpected treatment. Bridget expected as much and tripped him with his extended leg, bouncing readily forward to sit on the pink-haired femboy’s back. Astolfo tried to crawl away from him but he pulled back on his arms to leave him stuck beneath him.

“Gotcha, you bratty bitch!” Bridget boasted, pulling his rival’s arms back to stretch out his back and shoulders. Astolfo gave a shrill whine as he was put into the simple submission hold, just to squeak when he realized the other side effect. Bridget’s hard femboy cock pushed against his ass, with each rock of his hold grinding on his buns.

"Wh-what the!? How dare you!?" Astolfo shrieked in surprise. He thrashed from side to side until he tossed Bridget back off him at last, sparing him from any further anal teasing. He turned and grabbed the blonde by his ankles.

"Let go! You don't deserve a cute master like that!" the scrawny nun objected.

"Well this is what YOU deserve!" 

Astolfo sat in front of Bridget, leaving his legs spread as he stomped her foot down on his balls. The blonde boy shrieked girlishly as the summoned trap started to grind his heel, rubbing his foot over his sack and erection in a mix of pain and arousal. The blonde shivered and crumbled over backward, suddenly at the mercy of his rival's gas pedal maneuver.

"Owww~! Stooop!" Bridget whined as he feebly pushed at the grinding foot.

"Ha! Who's the unworthy one now?" Astolfo boasted. He finally removed his foot, allowing the moaning Bridget to cup his package. The unexpected attention had him leaking precum on his belly as the pink-haired femboy climbed and mounted him. He turned around and planted his curvy ass on Bridget's face. The meaty buns slapped into him decisively as Bridget gave a startled moan.

"What a comfy little throne you make, you blonde bitch!" Astolfo laughed, grinding the facesit in deeper. Bridget whined and spanked his ass and thighs but remained stuck under his equally girly opponent. That is, until he reached around him and blindly found his nipples. He gave them a firm pinch and twist that got a girly shriek out of his tormentor.

"YAAAA~! You bitch! Let go!" he wailed. Astolfo tried to squirm free, allowing Bridget to hurl him too hard in the same direction. The summoned trap went tumbling over, landing flat on his back as he rubbed his tender boy boobs.

"Let's see how you like it!" the young nun declared. He jumped onto Astolfo in return, straddling his smooth and skinny chest. 

"Wait! Wait no, you sissy fOMMFF!"

Bridget ignored his opponent and slid himself forward, mashing taut, smooth sack over his mouth. Astolfo's protests were muffled by the mouthful of balls as the blonde's hardened dick rubbed over his face. The pink-haired boy cringed and tried to struggle, finding his body not as responsive as he might like as his own erection wagged behind his rival. 

He hoped that Bridget wouldn't notice, but he felt the blonde boy's hand grab him by the cock. Astolfo's cry became suddenly louder.

"Don't worry. I'm not going to be THAT mean to you. Let me show you another way to take the fight out of somebody!" Bridget boasted.

He started to stroke in firm but gentle pumps on Astolfo's dick. He could feel the rival crossdresser shiver and moan beneath him as he started to find the perfect pace to milk the aggression out of the pink-haired paladin. His whines and squeals turned to soft moans that vibrated Bridget's balls in his mouth.

"That's better," Bridget chuckled. "Now ready to give up?" 

Astolfo gave a few more meek noises, suddenly shutting his eyes. He arched his back and thrust his hips into Bridget's hand, shooting cum over his hand and ass. Bridget just smirked triumphantly as his move paid off, sliding back enough to let Astolfo gasp down from fresh air.

"Ohhhh please... no more," Astolfo moaned.

"Is that a surrender then?" Bridget demanded, hands on his curvy little hips. Astolfo blushed and turned away, but the blonde boy wouldn't take his stalling. He grabbed him by the hair, forcing Astolfo to all fours as he pulled his face into his cock. The summoned trap gasped and mumbled as his hardon was stuffed into his mouth.

"Ohhh say it. Say you know who'd be the best at pleasing your master!" Bridget moaned as he fucked his rival's face. Astolfo sputtered some protests, but the blonde nun kept pulling on his hair to interrupt him with more dick in his mouth. The pink-haired fighter was soon moaning and drooling a mix of saliva and precum when Bridget pulled back out of his mouth.

"F-finish me," Astolfo moaned dizzily, his head spinning and licking some of the precum from his lips. 

"Surrender first and I'll let you taste a winner's cum," Bridget said proudly, puffing up his chest so that his small cock perked up and lightly slapped him in the face. Astolfa grimaced but couldn't resist his horny urges, his own cock limply hanging between his legs.

"I... yield," he sighed girlishly. The glow of his aura vanished from the room, leaving just the two naked boys together. Astolfo blushed as he opened his mouth wide expectantly. Bridget smirked down at him, bracing his hands on his shoulders and thrusting into his mouth more gently. Astolfo submissively sucked on his smooth, wet member, rolling his tongue over it on all fours until the blonde shot his load over and into his mouth. Astolfo gave a high, soft gasp of delight as the cum painted his face and hair.

"That was a fight well-fought," Astolfo moaned wearily, still on his hands and knees before Bridget. "I see you're worthy of my master's attention."

"Well... he was pretty nice," Bridget said as he rested from his own orgasm. "But you were really fun too! Maybe we can have another... er, 'match' like this sometime in the near future."

"R-really?" Astolfo asked, slowly starting to realize there may have been worried about nothing when it came to his master.

"Sure. Like... maybe Friday at 8?"

The summoned femboy's eyes lit up as he rose to his knees. "Absolutely! I won't disappoint and this time, victory shall be mine!"

Bridget laughed. "I'm sure it'll be fun either way!"