Hotel Chaldea New Year's Celebration 2023 (Patreon)

The New Year's Bash was in full swing. Early in the morning, Chaldea went into party mode, and hadn't stopped since. The party was, at first, open to all ages, and it reminded you that there were quite a few people who lived here with their families, employees and VIPs alike, as well as guests from all over the world, in every shape, size and color.

Entire floors of Chaldea had been repurposed into amusement parks. The facility was immense and it seemed even bigger than ever before. Waterslides, rollercoasters, all sorts of fair games and such, anything you could think of, you could find, even an entire goddamn circus, and a multitude of concerts and theatrical plays.

You enjoyed quite a few of them, in fact, together with Koyanskaya, Mana and Ritsuka & Mashu, switching people over the day, until finally, the end of the daylight came.

It felt like it took forever for the sun to go down, but then you remembered the sun was artificial, so you couldn't actually use it to judge the time... but well, as the day finished, and the night took over, Ritsuka and Mashu both took you on one final tour around Chaldea, showing you that as the children and younger guests were herded to the upper floors and banned from the lower ones, the night entertainment became available.

Gambling dens, adult only theatrical productions and comedy shows, and of course, Chaldea's greatest specialty...

Ritsuka and Mashu guided you to the lowest floor of the party grounds, where Chaldea had become a debauched and gloriously corrupt den of vice and perversion. On all sides, in all directions, everywhere, there was something going on. 

A woman with skin nearly as dark as the night sky, breasts the size of her head, and lips so luscious it made you want to bite them, was sucking on two cocks simultaneously while her anus was getting penetrated by another pair, as she took care of four clients simultaneously with extreme skill.

Off in the distance you recognized Medb, wearing a red miniskirt and top combo, the skirt too short to hide the extremely huge strapon she was using to violate the butt of a man in a leather mask and harness, surrounded by men in similar attire that all seemed to be restrained, and awaiting their turn.

A man with blue hair, with his body painted blue, dancing on a pole, surrounded by women who were screaming for him, his extremely impressive and physics defying moves each prompting extreme reactions, especially when he made lewd contact with the entranced audience.

Those were just a few of the images you saw, only some of the kinks you saw being catered to, and there were many you didn't even want to imagine, yet at the same time, were oddly intrigued by. 

As you walked through the deepest pits of Chaldea's darkness, you were even approached by a few people who you knew, Tamamo & Nero, Scathach, Lily & Mordred, and many more, most of whom wished you a happy new year's. 

You pointedly ignored the fact that Lily was leading Mordred around with a leash, but you did pat her head and praise her when she knocked out a guy who grabbed Lily's butt in the middle of your conversation. 

Chaldea was very, very insistent on always having consent from everyone involved, especially if any sort of roleplay was involved.

At the end, though, you were taken by Ritsuka and Mashu to the private rooms. While most were happy to indulge in the public debauchery, or too intoxicated to care, others wanted to spend some private time with their partners.

"Alright, this is as far as we go," Ritsuka said.

"Yes..! It was fun walking around, both earlier and right now," Mashu added.

"Yeah," you agreed. You'd met a lot of people that you didn't usually have a chance to run into, as well as even come across some people whose payment situations you'd helped regularize. "But you still haven't told me why you're bringing me here."

"Don't worry about it, just go in and it'll all become clear," Ritsuka said, winking and giving you a thumbs up, then reaching with a hand to her belly. "Unfortunately I can't really participate, since these get really intense sometimes," she said.

Mashu hugged her, and then they kissed. 

Right. They couldn't even drink. You winced. 

"Not your fault," Mashu said. "Besides- no, nevermind," she said, shaking her head. "We've still got each other!"

"That's right, we can't have naughty wild monkey sex, but I can still put my cute little eggplant through her paces~!" Ritsuka said, grabbing Mashu's butt. Considering Mashu wore only a tight black and purple leotard, her butt was almost entirely exposed, and Ritsuka had an easy time grabbing it. "See you next year! Or this year, I guess, I don't even know what time it is anymore!" Ritsuka giggled.

With one final kiss, Ritsuka and Mashu said goodbye, and then gestured to the door to the room that they'd been guiding you to.

You waved at them as they left, and then you opened the door to the private room.

In contrast with the red and dim lighting of the greater hall, the room was brightly white and very well illuminated. It was almost a completely normal, regular bedroom.

You couldn't focus on a single detail of it. Not one, whatsoever.

The only thing you could see was the beautiful woman sitting on the bed, smiling at you. It was Medea, she hardly needed to do anything to capture your attention, but she had found a way to become even more captivating than before. Everything was perfect.

You recognized the only article of clothing she wore.

A gray sweater, or rather, half of a sweater. Only the front half, at that. Despite the fact that it should be thick and form obscuring as a sweater, the garment was legendary for enhancing the sexiness of the wearer a million times over. Medea's chest was big enough to push out the front, the curves of her front not hidden at all, yet at the same time, the covering brought your attention to her face, to the perfectly painted lips that curled up into a smile.

"Welcome," her voice, warm and seductive, only added to the image.

She moved, and you caught a glimps of her completely open and uncovered back. The famous Virgin Killer tied at her slender neck, leaving everything from her shoulders to the top of her buttcrack exposed, only letting you catch a single glimpse of the low riding panties as she stood up from bed, a  blue thong the same color as her dazzling hair and lips.

Your eyes came back up to her face, and you could see that despite her seemingly calm demeanor, the tips of her long ears were red, almost glowing. She was such an otherwordly beauty it was hard to even think she was human... Chaldea truly was a wondrous place.

"I..." she sighed, gathered herself. "My love, I've- I've taken the largest step I could have," she said, bringing a hand to her chest. "Mast- Ritsuka insisted, and I couldn't lose the chance."

"What... what do you mean?" you asked.

She shook her head. "Can you indulge me, this time?" she asked. "Just follow me. As an older, more experienced woman, I want to take the lead this time."

"... older?" you muttered. "Is it disrespectful to admit I have a hard time believing you're older than me?"

"You flatterer," she said with a smile, stepping closer to you, placing her hands on your chest. She was slightly shorter than you, and she looked up at you for a few moments, before leaning in for a short peck. "I love you," she said, then kissed you again, a french kiss this time. 

You put your hands on her waist, palms on her sweater, fingers touching her naked skin.

"I'll follow," you said.

She nodded, and guided you to the bed by pulling you, turning around and pushing you a little, making you sit on the edge of the bed and then pushing you even further back, until the backs of your knees were pressed against the edge of the bed, making you readjust a little.

She smiled and straddled your lap, the movement causing her sweater to ride up just a little, giving you a little peek at her very tiny thong. She was on her knees, astride you, giving her the height advantage now. One of her hands grabbed onto your shoulder, the other your cheek. "Touch me," she said, simply and evenly.

You nodded, placing your hands near her knees, caressing your way up her incredibly soft and smooth skin, committing the lines of her curves to memory, feeling her thighs, her hips, her butt, the essence of her perfection... even as she leaned down and kissed you once more, further enhancing the intensity of what you felt.

Your tongues danced, and your hands held dearly onto each other.

She pulled back, and you opened your mouth to remark on how good she was making you feel, but her finger stopped you, sealing your words within your mouth. "Just allow yourself to sink," she said, "let go of all pretense, and just for today..."

Her voice resonated deep within you, you could almost feel it echoing within your head, and as it did, it became harder and harder to think, not that you cared. Fully and completely trusting her, you surrendered yourself to her voice, and allowed her to guide you into oblivion.

"That's right... that's right, just let go..." she cooed, "relax, and let your mind go," she said. "And play your role, my cute... little... husband..!"

Your eyes were foggy, your mind was cloudy, but it was all so clear and sharp that it didn't matter. You knew who you were, and you knew who she was. She was Medea, she was your lovely wife. 

For some reason, there was a weird thought floating through your head, telling you to trust her, but you dismissed it without bothering to really question it. There was no reason why you would even need to be told to do that. Honestly the thought of her betraying you was simply alien to you, and it left your mind as soon as the annoying, niggling thought was gone.

Your wife looked elated, happy beyond reason. "Ahhn, I love you so much," she gushed. "This old lady... this rotten, worthless and used up monster, that you've accepted and cherished," she spoke, kissing you fiercely, tongue dancing with yours. "What a fool, what a fool you are, trusting me so deeply and fully... you're such a fool, my lovely little husband," she continued.

What?

She was none of those things!

She kissed you once more. "For this one time, with the blessing that the holy grail has granted me..." she said, "with this clean, unblemished body, let me welcome you," she said.

You were hard. 

There was no need to explain. Your wife was there, dressed for sex, desiring it, and therefore, so were you. It was that simple. There was a weird thought in your head for a moment, something didn't sit right, but you entrusted yourself to her. She snapped her fingers, and your clothes disappeared off your body, becoming as ephemeral as puffs of blue dust.

With a hand, she guided your length. Her thong was moved aside quickly, and soon, you were within her.

"Nngh... yes... this... this virginal cunt, this pain, this agony, this is what I wanted, this is what I needed, this is what you deserve, my love," she gushed, "would that I had not been cursed, would that the gods not meddled in my fate, I would never have met you, for that and that alone, I am thankful," she spoke, "would that I had never answered the call of Chaldea, I would never have come to learn happiness," she said, "and for that, I am thankful. In this new year, I begin my new life, with you, my husband," she spoke. "Though it is only for today, let us play our roles to our hearts' content... Let me love you, the way you deserve to be loved?"

She was tight. Unusually, abnormally so.

She was so tight, so narrow, she offered so much resistance, despite how incredibly wet and soft she was, that it made no sense. 

Was she inexperienced? That didn't seem right.

She began moving, clearly in a little bit of pain, the vagina of a virgin struggling to withstand intrusion for the very first time, but at the same time, she was practiced, experienced, her movements smooth and expert. She was guiding you, the older wife, tempting her younger husband.

You blinked and dismissed the thought.

Well, if she wanted to play it like that, who were you to deny this beautiful creature the pleasure she wanted? If she wanted you to play the younger, inexperienced guy, then that's what you would do!

"Ahn... it feels so good, I never knew... I never knew anything could feel like this," you said, you didn't even need to lie. For some reason it was so much more intense than usual, so much more real, so much heavier than usual.

"Yes... yes, yes, just let me take care of it..!" she spoke, passion exploding from every word, as she began to move even faster. "That's it, feel it, feel it even more... and don't hold back, not even a little, let loose, I want it inside me, I want all of your cum inside me," she begged, her lips mashing against yours as she began to move more fiercely, bouncing on top of you, clearly a lot more used to the movement now.

Her tightness never really alleviated, but as she became slicker, and more flexible, it became all pure pleasure, and her movements were enhanced by embracing your role and allowing yourself to be guided by the older milf.

Oh, she would just look incredible with a big pregnant belly, you knew it already, she was beautiful, and carrying your child she'd be even more gorgeous. 

The incredible pleasure she was giving you and the insanely erotic image in your mind combined, and even as you and her kissed and made out, you didn't do anything to hold back your cum, spurting it out inside her, both of you moaning into each other's mouths, muffling each other as you both orgasmed, without stopping even for a moment.

It was like the two of you were possessed by lewd demons, as you kept going through your orgasm and she through hers, your hands squeezing her ass, rubbing along her back, desperately trying to get as much of her as possible, to touch her everywhere, to enjoy her, it was almost as if you had become a young buck once more, desperate for more, as if it was your very first time all over again.

"That's it, that's it, keep going, you're doing so good, you're going to make this old woman so happy," she gushed, "don't stop!"

And you wouldn't. Not for the next hundred, thousand, million thrusts, as you kept reaching her depths again and again, and ejaculating within her twice, three, nay, four times even, not once leaving the confines of her tight cunt. Sticky, wet and nasty, yet beautiful and lovely, your union was one of passion and love, such that neither of you cared about anything for each other.

You fell on your back, and with a bit of work, managed to get your legs on the bed. Medea was once more riding you, this time with her back to you, as she bounced her magnificent ass on your cock. Her thong covered almost half of her buttcrack, and very little of her cheeks, leaving almost all of her entirely visible. For a moment, you wondered if she was embarrassed about her butthole, but you dismissed the thought.

A young husband wouldn't care about that, he would just enjoy his experienced wife, after all!

Medea sighed in pleasure. "You fill me up so much," she moaned, "you complete me..."

"So do you," you replied, wincing as her cunt tightened around you.

The slap of skin on skin was louder, stronger, she was taking it fully seriously now, employing everything she had, squeezing you with her internal walls, at the same time as it felt like her womb itself was coming down to greet you with a lovely kiss, and then you once more orgasmed, a load bigger and heavier than all others, more potent, carrying with it only your deepest held desire.

A greater part of you than you cared to admit desired to see this woman carry your child.

"Yyesss...! Just like that, make me yours, paint me in your color..! Ask for it! Beg for it! Wish for it, from the bottom of your heart!!"

"Then..! Then!! Grant me this one wish, Medea! Get pregnant! Let's make a baby together, get pregnant with my baby!!"

"YES! I will! I will! I swear, I'll carry your child, our child!"

Your hands gripped at her thighs and ass and hips and then you lost all reason, furiously and savagely pounding her, turning around so that she was the one below, face pressed against the mattress. This was no longer about a young husband and his wife, the roles had changed. Now you were but a brute, an animal,  a beast, a simple and uncomplicated male, and her, a simple and uncomplicated female, just the same as you.

No thought. No intelligence.

Only pure, undilluted and absolute instinct, as you kept cumming, again and again, deep within her, long into the night, way past the morning, and already into the afternoon, like a man possessed, using everything you'd ever learned, everything you'd gained, to reach far past the limits of the flesh, until finally, even you could give no more.

Even you had to give in, and so did the night find you, arm in arm with Medea, as the artificial sun outside set once more.

"Ahn... I'm so glad, I'm so glad I asked Master for that wish upon the grail," Medea said. "Now... at last, I'm incarnated, I can truly be your woman..."

You nuzzled into her, though...

"No longer am I just a Servant, I live once more, and I live for you, my love..."

"Medea..." you mused. "Wish..? incarnated? Servant..? I... feel like I'm missing something here."

"I- Did... did you not know I'm a Servant?" Medea asked.

"No, I- I knew, I mean, that's your title as one of Chaldea's employees right?" you asked. "I don't know what it means, but- I guess if you quit working at the hotel then-"

"I- I did that a long time ago, but- wait. Wait, wait, my husband, my love- I need to know," she said, soft fingers and palms reaching for your cheeks. Curiously, you didn't feel sticky or gross at all. Actually, it seemed like all the bodily fluids you should be covered in had disappeared. "You... do you know what a magus is?"

"Well, that sounds like someone who uses magic. Like a wizard from one of those fantasy stories, right?"

Medea's jaw dropped.

"Oh gods. Oh, gods, all this time... you didn't know. You've been working here for over a year, and you didn't know."

"Know what?" you asked, more than a little confused.

Medea sighed, and an almost bittersweet smile came to her face. "Magic is real," she said, simply and straightforward. "And well- until recently, I was more magic than woman."

"Oh. Ooooh... I don't understand anything at all," you replied.

"I have so, so very much to explain to you my love," Medea said.

"Well good news is, my legs are probably going to be jelly for the next five centuries or so, I think we've got a long time for a chat," you said, chuckling.

"You're not questioning any of this," Medea said. "I just told you something that most people would say is insane, and you just-"

"Medea," you said, running your thumb over her cheek. "Do you really think so little of me that I wouldn't trust my beloved wife?" you asked. "If you say it's real, then it's real, and now I'm just curious."

"I-" Medea laughed, softly, and it seemed like stress was flowing out of her with every laugh she let out. "Yes... yes, I'm a disappointment to myself, to think I would doubt you even for an instant, what a foolish woman I am," she said.

"Now... you said you could explain, right?" you asked. 

"Yes. I suppose I should properly introduce myself, I believe you might've gotten a wrong impression about me. My name is Medea, I was born in Colchis, in the lands now belonging to the country of Greece. You might have heard of me before, if you're familiar with the tale of the Argonauts?"

"Wait. So it's not- it's not just a coincidence. You're telling me... You're- from Greek Mythology- though I guess it's not mythology if it's real..."

"I am," she said.

"Huh..." you blinked. "... Is it a bad time to admit I'm... kinda getting turned on again?"

There was a moment's pause.

"I... suppose we could... postpone the explanations?" she asked.

You looked at each other, and you sank back into the messy, torrid and passionate lovemaking that you had been so thoroughly embroiled into.

It would take way, way longer than either of you expected for you to finally get an explanation for what was going on around you, and even then, the explanations were a bit limited, as they came as bite sized chunks of information that Medea imparted upon you as she brewed various potions and teas, explaining to you how she was doing so with magic, that would restore your stamina so you could continue to indulge in your endless desire for each other.

Your assistants were very, very annoyed about the fact that you were fucking Medea for three days straight, but that was okay.

It's not like they could even pretend to be offended when you confronted them about the whole magic thing. Luckily, you'd learned how to discipline unruly assistants from Medb, and Medea was more than happy to lend a spank or two...