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Fate Stay Night: Unlimited Boob Works Chapter 12 – “Methinks She Has A Pretty Face” “Merlin, I want to be a woman”, Arturia said, one fine morning in the month of May, when the grass was green and the weather was fair. “Praise be to God! Why, of all the things you or your father have ever asked me, this one is the easiest.” And with that, Merlin waved his magic wand. “Ahem – by the power vested in me, I declare that when you disrobe this evening to get ready for bed, that if you stand in front of the mirror and look at your reflection – behold! You shall be a woman! ‘Ahem – very good – very good – I’ll be here all week, but for now I’ll be on my way – “ “No – no – no – I know all of that! What I mean is, I want to LIVE as a woman. For once in my life.” “Oh, well, that’s a different problem altogether. This is all so sudden. You’ve never cared about any of that before – what or who ever put this idea

Fate Stay Night Unlimited Boob Works Chapter 11 – “The (Un)Dress Of Heaven The next morning Shiro awoke to find himself restrained beneath a tangled cage of silver netting. “Sheesh, I guess she wasn’t kidding!” he thought, as he strained to get up. Rather than a single strand, Illya had covered him with no less than two dozen magic threads, weaving them together and casting them over him like a web. Her quarry thus secured, she herself was able to sleep soundly, and lay dozing beside him peacefully, until his efforts to get up disturbed her. “Mmpfh – five more minutes . . .” she called dreamily. “Man, she sure is thorough”, he thought, as he struggled to remove the tangled netting. “But she is cute, though . . .” At the moment Illya was laying face down, with one arm outstretched, and resting her cheek against the pillow. She was dressed in a set of purple pajamas made of some silky stuff with ruffles that

Fate Stay Night – Unlimited Boob Works Chapter 10 "Breakfast, Laundry, And Domestic Bliss" “You wait here – “ “I will not!” Rin shouted, protesting as Shiro placed a cup of hot tea in her hands, but she took a drink anyway, before settling back down into bed. “Ah . . .”, she said, letting out a long sigh as she felt the warmth of the tea go through her while its scent wafted up to tickle her nose. There were a million things she ought to be doing, but the warmth of the cup was nice between her fingers, and for a moment it felt so good just to lie back, propped up on her pillows, and snuggle down beneath the sheets in the soft warmth of her pajamas. “Wait – when did I get changed into my pajamas?” Sitting up, her perplexity turned to panic, as looking around the room she saw her bra draped across the back of the chair, while her familiar red top, black skirt, and pantyhose lay strewn across the floor as if they were removed in some sort of wild haste. “When

Fate Stay Night – Unlimited Boob Works Chapter 9 – “Winter Nights Come Early” “My Master would like to see you . . .” Shiro felt his blood run cold. “There are some – things – he would like to discuss . . .” Shiro knew the voice. But if he had any doubts, the cold contours of the skull shaped mask that pressed against the side of his face when the dark figure leaned close left no uncertainty. As if to prove his sincerity, Assassin held the tip of a dagger pressed against his back. With the slightest push, he could send it through his lungs, and into his heart. “This is bad”, Shiro thought, feeling the sweat form on his arms and face. “There’s nowhere to run. If he wanted to kill me, he could. But – the fact that he announced himself means that he has other plans. Otherwise, I’d already be dead.” “Fine, I’ll go.” At this, the shadowy wraith cocked its head to the side, and nodded. “Such boldness . . . good. Good! Very good! Right this way . . .”

Fate Stay Night – Unlimited Boob Works Chapter 8 “Only Archers Should Play Cupid” Kiritsugu checked his watch, noting the minute and the hour. The timing was important for any mission, but it had an unusual significance for his task today. He checked again, just to be sure, then chuckled at the thought that he’d come all the way here from his native Japan – halfway around the world – only to observe a peculiarly Japanese custom. Other countries had their customs too, of course. The idea of an “omiai”, or formal meeting, was not, strictly speaking, a Japanese one. The Western aristocracies were equally interested in preserving their own power – especially the great Mage Families, where bloodline counted for everything. Arranged marriages were common – a carefully chosen match could advance a family’s standing by as much as a century, while a poorly chosen one could result in a setback of several generations. That was all fine and good

Fate Stay Night – Unlimited Boob Works Chapter 7 – “A Butterfly’s Effect” “Is that some sort of – compass?” Issei asked as Shinji opened a small wooden box he’d taken from his bag. “You’ve got a good eye”, Shinji beamed good naturedly. “It’s a magic artifact. I borrowed it from my Grandfather. It shows sources of magical energy. If a Master or their Servant is nearby, this should pinpoint their location.” Issei watched with interest as Shinji set the compass up, taking the needle and attaching it to the dial. “That seems like the sort of thing she would like . . .” he said wistfully, remembering his argument with Caster. “What’s that?” “Oh, nothing . . .” Issei answered, watching as Shinji poured in a vial of blue liquid that seemed to be the source compass’ power. “Whoa!” Shinji exclaimed. Almost immediately the needle began to move. “Is that unusual?” Issei asked

Chapter 6 “Beneath The Banner Of The Flying Dragon” Shiro slept in that next morning, if sleep it could be called. For while his body lay dozing, his mind was awake and alive to another century. “It’s not uncommon for Servants and their Masters to share dreams”, Rin had explained to him during the last Grail War. “You may well see memories from Saber’s past life.” For all of the miseries of the previous war, this was one of the few things that he had missed. When the war had ended, Saber had remained behind, stranded in this world. And while he was certainly glad to have her with him, something about their time together had felt a bit distant, and cut off. He hadn’t been able to see her dreams in any of that time – or had any of his own. Now that a new war had begun, it filled him with dread, but he was happy for the chance to renew their bond. But the dreams she was having at that moment were a little awkward. At the moment he

Chapter 5 – “Friends And Enemies” “This man is a Berserker . . .” Illya hung her head. Rin gasped. “Emiya is . . . a Berserker?” she said, struggling to grasp the thought. As if to answer her, Kiritsugu turned toward Kotomine and emitted a low, guttural growl. “Father – “ Illya said, straining to hold him back, wincing as the red lines of her magic circuits flickered in her face. Of them all, only Shiro seemed unconcerned. “Wait – if Dad’s a Berserker, then that means –“ “MASTER !!!” Saber shouted, tackling him to the ground, and covering him with her body. She was not a moment too soon, for as they dove, a black dagger sailed over Shiro’s head, lodging itself in the trunk of a nearby tree. “ASSASSIN !!!” Turning, they all caught sight of a shadowy black figure as it flitted among the trees. From the wild look in Saber’s green eyes,

Chapter 4 – “Uninvited and Expected Guests” Issei stared, unable to believe his eyes. There, on the tatami floor, was a magic circle. It was large – its circumference spread across several of the mats. It hadn’t been there before, but it was there now, and its intense blue light was so bright that it lit up the entire room. A dagger lay on the floor in its midst - this no doubt was the source of the noise he had heard. At first it skittered about aimlessly, but then it settled, rolling along the circle’s edge as if fixed to a track. Gradually its path grew narrower, in a tightening spiral, until it made its way to the circle’s center. Soundlessly it rose, hovering over the floor like a compass needle, turning this way and that, as if hunting for north. It seemed to settle in the direction of Issei. “Me?” he asked, putting his hand to his chest. As if to answer, the dagger tilted side to side, then flew at him, sticking

Fate/Stay Night: Unlimited Boob Works Chapter 3 – “The Perils Of Mortal Desire” “Father, no!” Illya shouted as Saber came bursting through the wall. “Master!” she called, her skirt billowing behind her as she held Excalibur clutched low, chambered and ready to strike. Upon seeing Kiritsugu, she froze. But Kiritsugu did not hesitate. Lowering the big pistol in his left hand, he fired. The sound of the gunshot in the underground chamber was deafening, its thunderous report echoing down the hallway, then back again, reverberating off of the stones with a violence that made Shiro cover his ears, momentarily unable to do anything. With a supernatural quickness that could only be possessed by a Servant, Saber held up the hilt of her sword, catching the bullet so that the slug flattened itself against the flat of the blade on impact. For a moment she seemed stunned, but she quickly