Chaldea Gets Peter'd[Fate/Grand Order/Ugly Bastard CYOA/SI] - 1

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When you wake up in the world of one of your favorite fictional works, you usually think it's pretty cool you can interact with your favorite fictional characters, be the big damned hero, to try and prevent certain bad things from happening.

Well, that wasn't the case for me; no, I didn't wake up as the MC or any of the important characters where changes could occur.

No, that wasn't the case for me.

I had woken as a no-name Chaldea Staff Member who had managed to survive Lev Lainur's bombing of the place.

Now, I would be able to deal with it; it would just be a closer seat than before, though this time I could probably get friends with a Servant, maybe get fuck one of them.

But no, I couldn't even get that.

Because I had woken in the body of the fat, putrid, ugly ass, bastard body of one Peter fucking Griffin.

There was no mistaking that ball-chinned face fucking anywhere.

Well, the local version, who had been a magus from a no-name family who specialed in Fleshcraft, but he, I had sucked balls at it, and so to feel less miserable, Peter had joined up as a member of Chaldea Staff.

And to make it worse, the Gudao and also Gudako, were the so-called Last Masters of Humanity, with him being the Harem Protagonist EX, Kamavati style Gudao, who instantly befriended Servants with barely any interaction and had no personality outside of being Light Novel Protagonist Nice Guy, with everyone and their mother fawning over him.

With everyone saying how amazing they were.

He even managed to save the Director through the power of bullshit fanon bullshit logic. I heard her say she couldn't wait to marry him after the crisis was resolved.

And I fucking hated it now after having dealt with it for almost a year, so I was starting to wonder if this was actually Hell and I was being punished for something?

Because I was an ugly bastard without even a huge dick to make up for it, no, I had a perfect little pee-shooter that was actually smaller than my original dick.

It was so fucking unfair!

I wasn't normally a jealous person, but this? This was fucking breaking my limits of tolerance. So I could only fantasize about replacing Gudao as the guy and getting fawned over by all the pretty Servants and getting fucking blown by my incest-loving sister, for I had seen her between his legs.

It should have been me, not him.

At this point, I wanted to take everything from Gudao and make it mine.

"Doesn't fucking deserve what has been handed to him on a silver platter; this one is a fucking joke of Ritsuka; if it had been the original, I wouldn't mind, but he doesn't even want to interact with the 'pig'" I growled as I slammed a fist down into my table. "And right now, the fucker is off to his first Summer Event surrounded by hot Bikini Clad babes…"

"My thoughts exactly." I heard a voice say. And immediately, I found myself in a white void, staring at the very definition of an ugly bastard. "You have suffered greatly, Peter Griffin, and so I shall bless you with boons to accomplish your dream, I the God of Ugly Bastards and NTR, give you the mission to cuck this Gudao of everything!"

And like that, I felt knowledge be streamed into my head as my body was enhanced by the blessings from the god.

"Well, I didn't expect that to happen," I said as I looked at the mirror that was in my room, I still the same ugly-ass batard as before, but now felt even stronger than before, muscles now rippled underneath my fat, more Kingpin than a blob. "Well, time to put my new skills to use, and I've already got a candidate in mind, nyehehehehe," I said and giggled to myself as I walked out of my room, my pants getting uncomfortable tight as my new equipment started to get hard.

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"Is there something I can help you with, Mr. Griffin?" The cold Angel of Crimera asked me as she looked at me with not-so-subtle eyes of disgust. "Your shift is over for today."

And she was also my 'boss' here in the infirmary when Roman wasn't here, and boy, was I going to try and save that man; he didn't deserve to sacrifice his life for that little piece of shit; no, I wanted him to experience what it truly meant to be human.

And by that, I mean making him into my toy to experience pleasure that he could never think of and make him worship me.

Yes, I was gonna cuck King Solomon from God.

Though right now, the plan was to make this Kuudere of a Berserker show some proper emotion by fucking her brains out, as I needed her with step two of my plan to seduce the Servants of Chaldea.

Needed her as a source of professional authority.

"Yes, I know, Miss Nightingale, but after having worked in this infirmary for a year now, it has become clear to me that while physical stress doesn't impede Servants such as yourself, you still accumulate mental stress." I spoke in my 'work' tone.

"That is true, but what is your point?" She asked looking like she wanted to throw me out and probably did.

"My point is that, soon, I think many will hit a wall due to the current situation we find ourselves in," I answered. "So I believe that a form of release from that stress needs to happen."

"…I can not argue against such logic, so what solution do you have to this proposed issue?" She asked.

"While the physical aspect would not do much, the mental component of a massage is still quite effective," I told her. "I worked as a professional masseur before I joined Chaldeas to get money for my work."

And that was actually the truth. Peter had worked as a masseur before I had woken up in his body, and I had inherited those skills.

Nightingale looked at me with heavy skepticism, but I could see a small involuntary blush on her face.

My new Musk was extremely potent it seemed.

Thank you, God of Ugly Bastards.

"Perhaps if I demonstrated it to you, you could consider it? And with my Magecraft, I believe it would have an even better effect on a Servant like yourself." I proposed, and I knew a professional like herself wouldn't throw medical advice out the window.

"You shall be allowed to showcase your skill," She answered as she went and removed her jacket, revealing the white shirt underneath. And I could tell Nightingale wasn't wearing a bra, before she laid down on one of the tables, and I couldn't help but smile.

I was going to put this bitch in her place.

And it was my luck that we were the only ones currently in the infirmary.

"Thank you, Ms. Nightingale; you are not going to regret giving me this chance," I said as I went over to the table, standing on her right side, my fat fingers sunk into her flesh, and with my enhanced Fleshcraft, and strength, I could now feel the simulated muscles of her Saint Graph.

This resulted in me hearing a soft moan as my Sweet Skills and Master Molester boons worked in concert with each other.

And the small moans got more frequent as my fingers worked her neck and back muscles.

And eventually, I started moving down her body, getting to her legs, Nightingale's voice getting huskier and huskier as my molesting continued.

"I am happy you let me do this, Mr. Nightingale; I didn't know that a Servants muscles could get this tense and pent up," I said as my fat fingers moved up her calf, and I could only smile as between her now slightly spread legs I could see a wet spot on her white leggings.

"Our… bodies, while stronger than a human's, it still simulates it down to the muscle and bone," Nightingale answered.

"Nyehehehehe, true, true," I replied as I removed my fingers. And did I hear of whine of disappointment? My this hag was truly weak, so dedicated to being a nurse that even an Ugly Bastard such as myself could get her sexually aroused?

Of course not.

I was cheating like hell with my new Ugly Bastard Powers.

I moved to the front and put her eyes and nose directly in front of my cock bulge, blasting her face directly with my musk.

"So, would you mind turning around, Ms. Nightingale, so that I can do your front?" I asked and prayed that she was so horny now she would obey.

"I… of course, the front need to be done as well; I need to experience the full thing to give a verdict." She replied, and she turned around, and I smiled at her now see-through shirt that clung to those gigantic tits of hers, her nipples tenting the fabric.

"And this part I am sure you are going to enjoy," I said as my fat fingers sunk into those amazing mammaries of hers. Oh my gods, I dreamt of playing with sacks of fat for three months now, ever since she had been summoned.

"Hmm," I heard her muffled moan as I pressed my bulge directly into her face, my must drowning her nose in its addictive and arousing smell.

And I just smiled as I opened her shirt, not a single protest as I touched the bare flesh directly as my fingers pinched her nipples and-

Nightingale's body shuddered as I heard and saw her buddy shudder as she came.

Explosively as I saw a squirt of pussy juice splatter onto the infirmary bed.

Fell a sense of satisfaction as I removed my fingers from her tits and my crotch from her face and looked at the blissed-out nurse.

"So what do you think, Ms. Nightingale? A good massage helps with the mental stress?" I asked with a wicked smile as her erotic mouth tried to speak, and I could feel my erection about to tear through my pants as it snaked its way down my leg. "Sorry, ma'am, but you need to speak up."

"Co-cccccc-"

"Hmmm?"

"Co-c-cock," She finally managed to say. "I need cock…"

"Well, it is a good thing I am here, though this time I think we can help each other de-stress," I said as I pulled out my blessed dick, and it was so much more than before.

It was a fucking log at about twenty inches in length and about six in girth; it was fucking bitch breaking human-shaped horsecock I had now.

"H-h-huge," She said as I laid my cock on her face as my gargantuan balls hung bellow, overfilled with cum that was going to be dumbed straight into this British slut.

"I am bigger than Gudao, aren't I?" I asked.

"S-so much bigger," Nightingale said as the now weak-willed bitch used her tongue to lick the underside of my dick, the sensation sending bolts of pleasure through my cock.

"So you better open wide, Nightingale, because you are going to enjoy all what Peter Jr. can bring ya," I said as I pulled back until my cheese-covered cockhead was placed against her lips, and then I thrusted forward.

Showing my fuckstick into her gagless throat as I started to skull fuck this British whore that was now mine, and she was the first of many.

I smiled with glee as her body came as. I thrusted my cock back and forth in her throat, the body part expanding to accommodate my giant supernatural dick.

And after what felt like an eternity, I had my first orgasm dick get even bigger as I splurged my creamy dick cheese straight into Nightingale's stomach.

But I didn't stop, oh no.

I was far from done.

I just kept skullfucking the Berserker, whose upside-down face was filled with my hairy crotch as I again and again pumped thick seed into her ballooning stomach.

And after an hour, I finally pulled out of the Servant, my dick finally spent.

The result?

Nightingale looked like she was several months pregnant with multiple children, even as some of cum leaked out of her asshole.

"I will give you the night to think about this proposal of mine, Florence," I said as I left with a smile of satisfaction on my face.

Then she recovered; she probably be mad as hell and confront me about it.

But would she tell anyone I had raped her throat?

No, she would not.

I couldn't wait to play with her more tomorrow; there, I would impregnate her with my child.

As I wanted to make a Loli version of each of the Servants I desired, some premium pocket pussy.

And so, for the first time in a year, I slept like a baby as I dreamt of myself sitting on a throne surrounded by pregnant servants all addicted to my cock and cum, while a transformed Gudao bounced on my dick.

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Ugly Bastard CYOA Build:

How do you reach – Great, When do I start?

Curses – Fat, Pervert, Ugly, Bastard, Territorial, Inked x2,

Victims – Milf, Young, Couples

Boons – Size, Spunk, Stamina(Bonus), Ruiner, Sweet Skills, Breeder, Musk, Strong, Master Molester, Body Molding, Can't Get You Out of my Mind, Snitches get Stitches.

Powers – kevlard, Ambrosia, Progress, Control, Incestor, Fleshcraft