Chapter Text
It was early in the morning, hidden in the recesses of rooms of Beacon Academy. It was so early, that fireworks were still being heard faintly through the walls of the Academy, New Year’s Celebrations still ongoing outside. It was that early.
So why were twenty-five young women huddled in the room, covered in cum and shivering, their eyes wild with emotion?
“EMERGENCY MEETING!” Nora cried out, her voice frantic, the front of her clothes soaked in a mix of her and Ren’s cum, making the thin shirt slightly see through, the heavy curves of her breast visible. She took shaky breaths to calm herself as her teammates each placed a hand on her shoulders, making her slowly sink into her seat and Pyrrha, who was calmer, though no less cum covered than any of the rest of them.
“H-Hello, everyone, and welcome to the New Year…unfortunately starting with an emergency meeting of FABJA. Please say hello to our special guests who may become full members; Fiona Thyme and Elm Ederne. Also special guests Saphron Cotta-Arc and Terra Cotta-Arc, who came to visit the cause of our being here.”
There were half-hearted waves and ‘hellos’ but the four couldn’t really blame them for not being the most welcoming. Most of them looked drained, if not only emotionally, but just as physically as they were.
“Since all of us were affected, we will go around the room and everyone will have a chance to speak, though in the case of those who got hit at the same time,” Pyrrha nodded to RWBY, NDGO, her own teammates, Saphron and Terra, Coco and Velvet, Emerald and Neo, Reese and Arslan, Ciel and Neon, Fiona and Elm, “You can pick a representative to speak for you, if you wish.” she saw Ruby sink down in her seat, utter relief on her face.
“I will start, and we can go clockwise around the room.” Pyrrha took a deep breath and closed her eyes, before opening them again, and opening her mouth to speak.
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Pyrrha hummed to herself as she looked over the party. While she didn’t mind the celebrations, they reminded her too much of the pomp and pony show that was the award ceremonies and receptions of the tournament circuit. She was only here for two reasons: one, for first years, it was Mandatory, and two: she knew that her teammates, her first real friends, were excited for it, and she refused to bring their moods down due to her not liking something.
She sipped her water (having learned very early on to bring your own drinks to celebrations like this, since it was far too easy for things to be spiked. Granted, this was Beacon, so she doubted that anything would happen) as she watched Joan with a smile. The blonde was really into the spirit of the night, drinking several cups of punch and dancing with Nora, Ren, May, Velvet, and even a blushing Ruby.
She couldn’t even feel jealous over the fact that Joan was hugging them close while dancing to the music, since the blonde looked so happy dancing.
She had even gotten a surprise: her older sister and her wife had come to celebrate New Year’s with her. The squeal that Joan released when she saw them made even those who weren’t faunus wince, but they smiled when they saw how animated and happy she was. Her mood was infectious for sure, lifting up everyone else’s mood as well.
Pyrrha herself hoped to be able to speak to Saphron and Terra before they had to leave, and hopefully learn a few things about Joan’s childhood and some of her likes that she wasn’t open about. But now, it was time to enjoy the night. There was still almost an hour before the year switched over.
As the time passed, Pyrrha noticed that Joan appeared a bit more sluggish, but considering the amount of energy that she had been putting into everything, it was easy to understand her getting tired. After the day switched over, she would offer to take Joan back to their dorm and rest… maybe even offer to cuddle with her if that helped.
As the clock ticked down, she saw Joan walk, well more stumble towards her, her cheeks red from a blush. One that Pyrrha mirrored as Joan wrapped her arms around her, pushing her incredible bust against her body, the softness squishing against her, making her traitorous cock swell and throb in her dress. Thankfully she was ‘tied down’, so to speak.
“C’mon, Pyrrha~!” Joan chirped, “Let’s dance~! It’s almost midnight~!” a certain sharp scent hit Pyrrha’s nose, but she was sure that it wasn’t alcohol. After all, why would it be? Where would it have come from?
But as Joan pulled her out onto the dance floor, the thought was lost.
Despite her prior misgivings, Pyrrha found herself incredibly happy and enjoying dancing with her beloved blonde partner. She even forgot the people around them, likely watching them like hawks for one reason or another.
As the last minute of the year began to wind down, both Pyrrha and Joan moved off to the side, Pyrrha blushing as Joan leaned heavily upon her, squishing her massive breasts against her, the pillowy yet still firm mounds dwarfing her own with ease.
As Joan leaned even more upon her, Pyrrha detected the same sharp scent of alcohol that she had trained herself to recognize coming from her partner. But that couldn’t be right…why would Joan have alcohol?
As the final seconds ticked down, she smiled down at Joan, who gave her a wide grin, before-
SMOOCH!
Joan grabbed her by the cheeks and kissed her, wet, sloppy, and forcing her tongue into her mouth, battling it against her own.
SPLLLURRRRTTTT! Pyrrha barely had any time whatsoever to try and calm herself down before her balls were ejecting a massive load down her inner legs as Joan did what she had always dreamed of her doing and kissing her. Sure, it was probably just because of the New Year’s tradition, but Pyrrha was willing to take what she could get!
Although, after a moment, she noticed a taste in Joan’s mouth (her inner horny self squealing with delight at that reminder) that shouldn’t be there. Alcohol.
A thrill of shock filled her, even as Joan moaned pleasurably into her mouth (making another massive jet of cum fly from her cock and splatter on the ground between her legs). Where had her precious partner gotten alcohol!? WHO had given her alcohol!? They would have words! Strong words. With Milo involved.
Unfortunately for her train of thought, Joan’s hands began to roam her sides, making the thoughts of violence and vengeance vanish like wisps of smoke as her cock fired off again due to those slim fingers teasing her body, moving down to her hips, the tips of her fingers just teasing the fat of her rear end…
SPLLLUUUURRTTTT!!! Pyrrha barely managed to keep the scream of pleasure from leaving her as Joan pulled back, smacking her lips. “That was a nice way to ring in the new year~” before she moved back and walked away, those lovely hips swinging like a pendulum before her, leaving the redhead standing in a dress and puddle of her own cum.
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Pyrrha blushed brightly, her dress having a massive tent in it, more precum drooling through her dress. She didn’t care; as lovely as it was, the dress was a lost cause anyway. “I swear, if I find out who spiked the drinks…” Pyrrha growled. While the kiss was magical, it was tainted due to the fact that Joan had likely done it due to the alcohol she had ingested rather than her own thoughts.
While nothing was said about that, they all agreed with the sentiment, Saphron and Terra especially.
A moment of silence filled the air before Nora spoke up. “She…she came to us after she left you, Pyrrha…”
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Nora curled up against her girlfriend as she relaxed, simply enjoying the fact that they could celebrate New Year’s safely, and maybe they could after the clock counted down, go back to the dorms and ring in the new year in a more fun fashion~
She knew that Renny was rather backed up, too, so she’d have some fun with her tonight for sure~
She was broken from her musings as she saw Joan make her way over to Pyrrha, probably to get her to dance with her. After all, she had been dancing with just about everyone from her close circle of friends all night. She had seen bulges on everyone who had been dancing with the blonde, who was wearing a stunning blue backless dress that clung sinfully to her form, showing just enough skin to entice, and making all of her body jiggle wonderfully as she danced around with the lucky ones to get her attention.
As the clock wound down, she turned in Renny’s arms, staring up at her girlfriend with a loving smile. She may not be the best at showing it due to her high energy and sex drive, but she did love her girlfriend deeply.
As the seconds ticked down, she cupped the back of Ren’s head and gently tugged her down. “I love you, Renny~” she whispered, pressing her lips to Lian’s as the clock hit midnight.
It was wonderful, warm and fuzzy, and a small part of her mind couldn’t help but wonder how it would feel when she, Lian, Pyrrha, and Joan were all together…
She broke the kiss as she heard someone walking towards them, the tap, tap, tap of flats hitting the waxed ground of the ballroom floor. Looking up, she saw that it was Joan, smiling brightly at them, her cheeks rosy with emotion.
Neither she or Ren had any time to think before Joan grabbed them, inadvertently yanking their heads into her cleavage, filling their noses with her sweet scent, their faces rubbing up against the sinful softness of her exposed skin, their cocks reaching full hardness in seconds and straining against their dresses. Joan murmured something, what she didn’t know, but what Nora did know was that she felt something soft yet firm, almost rubbery in nature was rubbing against her cheek, against her lips, through the thin silk of Joan’s dress, her mind immediately realizing what it was. From the shocked look on her girlfriend’s face, Lian was feeling the same.
Both whimpered as their eyes rolled up, unable to stop the inevitable.
SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURTSPLURTSPLURTSPLURTSPLURT! Both released broken moans and whimpers as they erupted over themselves and each other, their pink and green dresses suddenly gaining a massive amount of white.
As Joan released them from the hug, they both slumped to the floor, wet, sticky, and blushing darkly, both wanting nothing more than to sink into the earth.
Giving each other a glance, they both knew that they would have a story for the next meeting of FABJA.
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Nora huffed, staring down at her traitorous dick, nearly tearing through her dress, with a glare, though she softened as Lian placed a hand on her shoulder. “It’s okay. No one but us noticed…though that was probably because a lot of them were dealing with their own Joan related problems.”
Ruby looked down at her lap, her hands over the straining bulge, hating the fact that she had such a big cock on her petite body.
Seeing everyone looking at her, she knew that she wasn’t going to get away with not explaining what happened…though she supposed that it was for the best, since keeping it in (she winced at the pun) was only going to make it worse.
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Ruby had been enjoying the party, even though honestly, her social battery was down to almost nothing and would be the same during the next few days. But it was fun! There were snacks, there was punch…
…there was Joan.
Honestly, the bubbly blonde that she wanted was the only reason she hadn’t faked an injury like Cinder and stayed in her dorm room for the night!
She had managed to even gather the courage to ask Joan for a dance earlier in the night! And Joan had actually agreed ! The dance was incredibly fun, and immensely awkward at the same time.
Fun, because she got to dance with her crush and be close to her, to the point that it felt like there were just the two of them on the dance floor.
Awkward, because due to their height difference? Her face had been pressed against Joan’s gigantus level boobs the entire time, leaving her awkwardly following Joan’s moves due to the massive hard on that her blessedly dense crush didn’t notice, even though it was in danger of poking her.
Curse her (not really) massive dick! She was thankful that she had taken her mother’s advice and worn a condom to catch her precum, the dust enhanced rubber (earth for strength and water to still remain flexible) already catching a sizable amount of the substance, a grapefruit sized orb of the sloshing sticky goo dangling between her thighs, thankfully hidden by her black and red dress.
But now, since the clock had flipped over, she supposed now was as good a time as any to go back to the dorm and let herself socially recharge until class resumed in the next few days.
…and get rid of the condom attached to her without clogging a toilet again. Though that probably wasn’t going to be easy, especially since she needed to handle the hard on that was currently in danger of letting everyone around her see what caliber of rifle she was packing. She shuddered at the thought. It was bad enough that so many saw it during “The Day of the White Sea”, she didn’t even want to think how embarrassing it would be to happen during an event such as this one…
“Hey, Ruby…you going to head to the dorm?” she looked up to see Yang, Blake, and Weiss had made their way towards her, making her smile weakly as she nodded, hoping that they couldn’t tell that she was having issues.
“Saw you got a dance with Joan~ Did you enjoy it~?” Ruby’s cheeks matched both her first and last name as she practically glowed, giving her sister a weak glare from the teasing. Which she did not need while her condom was practically full to bursting from precum alone!
…thankfully, Joan hadn’t managed to make her-
Her world spun as warm arms wrapped around her and she was spun around, her head shoved into a warm, sweet smelling cavern, the steady thump thump thump of a heartbeat telling her where she was, the sweet scent that she had been bathed in for several long minutes earlier in the night telling her who was doing it.
Her tenuous control over her libido snapped, her cock breaking free of the weak band that had kept it against her leg and springing up, slipping between’s Joan’s thighs like it was meant to be there, her angry cannon aimed at her teammates, the condom slipping as more and more precum filled it.
“Happy New Year, Ruby~!” Joan chirped, her voice making the heavenly swells rub against her face, filling several fantasies that she had since she had met the girl.and fulfilling them all. “How about a kiss to celebrate the New Year~?”
Ruby didn’t even get a chance to recover from the shock of being removed from the heavenly swells before her lips were claimed.
And all was bliss, her mind not even registering the screams of her teammates as the condom exploded, hosing the three in her orgasm.
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Ruby blushed brutally as she looked down at her lap, knowing that everyone was staring at her…and her cum covered teammates. She had orgasmed so hard that she caused the condom to burst, hitting Yang, Blake, and Weiss like a shotgun blast that covered them from head to toe in her thick seed.
She was just thankful that they didn’t get too upset over it…though her passing out after Joan let go and moved off might have something to say about it.
Eager to throw attention off of her (and on some level, her teammates), she gave a pointed glance to Velvet, who’s ears went ramrod straight, before she sighed, looking resigned.
“I…I was with Coco when it happened…”
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Velvet Scarlatina had thought that the night had gone rather well, if she did say so herself. Why? She had managed to get through an entire social event without panicking, without embarrassing herself, and had even managed to not embarrass Joan when she got to dance with her!
So yes, Velvet was quite sure that it was a good night for herself. Even the skimpy dress that she was wearing (one that just skirted mid thigh, with her only being saved from indecent exposure due to restrictive, dust enhanced panties), of course of which was from Coco, hadn’t been able to lower her mood.
“You gonna go and find your sweet blonde for a New Year’s Kiss?” she blushed brightly as she heard Coco insinuate something that she had honestly hoped for, but wasn’t daring enough to go for.
“I…I’d love to…” Velvet felt no shame admitting this to her partner. After all, getting caught kissing a scroll picture of your crush while you fucked (and subsequently broke) an industrial fleshlight, soaking your bed in your cum destroyed that, “But would she even-” the rabbit faunus was stopped by Coco holding a hand out, her face stern.
“Bun-Bun, you can’t do this to yourself. You’re never going to get the girl if you aren’t proactive!” Coco said firmly, making Velvet huff slightly, since Coco knew that not only did Joan’s teammates always try to stay by her side, but her aunt, Glynda Goodwitch, would likely kill her.
She was about to say just as much to her team leader, but Coco smirked and pointed behind her. “I think you’re about to get your wish~”
Velvet didn’t have time to decipher Coco’s words as a pair of strong arms looped around her stomach and impossibly soft, impossibly big pillows pressed against her upper back, her cock reacting instantly, her cheeks flushing with mortification as her shaft flipped the tiny skirt portion of her dress up, exposing her cock and balls. Thankfully for her dignity, only Coco saw, and Coco saw that on a daily basis in the dorms and showers.
Mortifyingly, Joan was right there, hugging her, actually nuzzling against the back of her neck, and her hands rubbing her belly, unknowing of the fire she was stroking as she did so, her shaft twitching as she began to drool precum before an amused Coco’s eyes.
“Hmm, you’ve been working out, Vel~” Oh gods, that voice was so seductive, it was making her balls go haywire-!
Velvet’s eyes widened as Joan’s arms moved, soft fingers grasping her chin and turning her head, indescribably soft lips touching her own. Velvet sank into the kiss, unable to even care about Coco’s whistle, her heart skipping multiple beats as Joan’s tongue flicked against her lips, her mouth instinctively falling open and allowing it in, letting her tongue tangle with hers, not noticing that doom was creeping up behind her.
“MMMMMPPPPHHH~♥♥!!” Velvet squealed into Joan’s mouth as her hand moved along her ear tenderly, sending feelings of utter bliss through her body, down into her churning, aching balls. Her cock throbbed once, twice, thrice, then erupted.
She barely heard Coco shriek as her expensive silk dress was hosed down with her thick bunny cum, staining and scenting it irreparably.
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Velvet blushed brightly, playing with her fingers and too embarrassed to look up as she knew that Coco was likely (and understandably) upset with her, though she honestly couldn’t stop herself from what happened earlier that night. “...’msorry…” she mumbled, hiding her face.
Seeing Coco reach out and pat her teammate on her shoulder gently, Pyrrha gestured to the next person in order to talk, which was Emerald, since Neo couldn’t talk right now, not wearing her Hypervoice prosthetic.
The verdette sighed and folded her arms over her cum soaked chest, leaning back. “Well, it was honestly very embarrassing for both of us…and Melanie and Miltiades would be here, but they’re in the hospital wing. Their semblance went completely haywire on them.” she muttered, Neo nodding rapidly, her smaller form soaked in the musky substance.
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Emerald sipped her cup of punch as she, Neo, and the Malachite twins watched the party unfold around them. None of them were really into it, seeing it childish, but they could see it’s charms…particularly one named Joan Arc as she skillfully danced along the floor with a few lucky girls. Ranging from her partner, to the shy rabbit faunus from the year above them. She listened with half an ear as the twins argued with themselves, and Neo.
“Come on…we’ve been working hard! We just want one dance!” Melanie argued, Miltiades keeping her eyes on Joan, but obviously listening to the conversation.
Neo firmly shook her head, her hypervoice clicking on as she spoke. “One dance where you hose the girl down in your cum and are mocked for the rest of the time at the school? Where the girl you want to spend time with avoids you for being perverts?” Emerald saw both of them flinch, the words hitting home. Neo’s face softened. “I’m not saying this to be cruel to either of you; I honestly want you two to be happy, but you both are still too sensitive.”
Emerald actually felt a pang of sympathy as both the twins’s faces fell, before Neo sighed, the sound mechanic and raspy through her prosthetic. “I’m not saying you can’t go and wish her ‘Happy New Year’, but you have to mitigate contact…you’re doing much better than you were before, it actually takes more than some teasing to get you to chain react now~” both twins coughed and blushed, looking away from her.
Hearing footsteps, Emerald turned to see the person the three had been talking about, and her cock surged in her dress as she took in what the blonde was wearing. How had she been allowed her wearing something that low cut!? And backless at that!?
A whimper entered her ears, and she couldn’t tell if it was one of the twins, Neo, or herself that made the shameful sound.
Every step that Joan made towards them made her wobble wonderfully, her tits jiggling, barely held by the thin material of her dress. She didn’t notice; honestly, the girl never noticed her outrageous body, or what it did to those around her.
“Hey, girls~!” she chirped as she bounced on the spot, completely unaware that said bouncing was making her tits swing around like mad, a muted whap, whap, whap filling the air around them as the silk wrapped mounds clapped against one another. Emerald’s mouth went dry; the whimper she heard was in stereo she knew came from the twins, and she didn’t blame them.
Her own mind was traitorously going through scenarios of what else could make her breasts clap together like that.
“Happy New Year~!” she chirped, completely oblivious to her chest wobbling madly and igniting the fire in all four of their libidos, :”Can’t stay long, wanna say the same to a few others, and talk to my sisters, but~”
It happened so fast. One moment, Joan was standing before the next, Melanie and Miltiades were both hugged tightly and kissed in the lewdest three way kiss they had seen, even with all the porno that all of them had watched.
Emerald and Neo stared in resigned dread as the twins’ eyes rolled up in their heads, their bodies twisting, seeing the cocks bulging out towards them, knowing what was about to happen-
Both barely managed to close their eyes as the twins erupted, blowing through their dresses and showering them in their cum, thankfully missing their faces.
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Emerald wiped some of Neo’s cum off of her face. “It didn’t help that we both popped off when she kissed us, too…” she sighed, before looking to the side, to stare at May and NDGO, the former glaring at the latter four.
May was a mess, covered in cum, and the glare that she was giving the four other members of Shade Academy would have killed them if she had had the possibility to do so. They, too, were covered in cum, but far less than how May was soaked, her lovely pink dress that flattered her amazing figure ruined by how much she was covered in.
“As you can see by how I look…” May gave the cowering team another surprisingly vicious glare, “We all got hit at the same time…”
Everyone was unnerved by the normally shy and quiet girl acting this aggressive, so they let her speak without interrupting.
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May was incredibly happy. Why? She had been able to gather the courage to not only wear a dress she would normally not be caught dead in (a form fitting pink dress, showing off her massive bustline and a nice view of her cleavage), but she had managed to get a dance in with her godsister/the girl she loved.
It had been everything she wanted, cradling her godsister close, feeling as though their heartbeats were aligned…she hoped that she could spend the night with her tonight when they left the party.
However, just as quickly, her mood soured as she heard one of the most hated voices (and that was saying something, considering she was much like Joan in the matter) speak. “Wow, cow tits, you actually managed to get a pity dance from Joan!”
Behind her were her worst bullies at Shade Academy, where she had been enrolled due to her parents signing her up before their deaths. It was such to the point that she was in the process of transferring to Beacon in order to not have to deal with them…and a secondary, but even more happy coincidence being that she would be with Joan and see her every day again. It was incredibly lonely at Shade, no thanks to NDGO going out of their way to make her a social pariah.
“It wasn’t a pity dance, she asked me, actually.” she replied in a clipped tone, her lips tweaking upwards in a small smirk as she saw their faces twist into something ugly, “And besides a few instances of being in the same room as her? She hasn’t given you the time of day.” she knew that she was being uglier than usual, but she also knew that three out of the four had been making incredibly crass remarks about what they would do with her godsister, the girl she loved. She wasn’t going to allow that to stand.
“So? You got one measly dance…we’ll get the whole package…and just maybe we’ll let you watch as we fuck that beautiful blonde into a happy puddle of goo!” Nebula sneered.
May felt fury fill her veins as Nebula talked about Joan like she was an object to be won, to be paraded around like a trophy , rather than treated as the treasure that she was.
“If you even think that you’d have a chance with her with such ideas, I can tell you now-” May paused as her ‘Joan Sense’ (Something that every member of the Arc family had, and she could tell that a fair few members of her friends were developing) went haywire, telling her that Joan was right behind her.
A pair of slim arms wrapped around her belly and immaculate softness pressed against the middle of her back as a chin rested on her shoulder. “Happy New Year, May-May~!” Joan’s sweet voice filled her ears, making her traitorous cock rebel against the restrictions that she had around it, bulging up and out as her godsister rubbed her belly through the thin dress that she was wearing.
“Hah…” May was mortified that all that came out of her mouth was a hoarse sound, but she persevered, “Ha-happy New Year, Joanie…” she gasped her hand seemed to get even more sensual as she moved her hands up, and-
SQUISH! May squealed as Joan’s hands grabbed her breasts, her fingers sinking into the heavy mounds, her cock throbbing and spitting precum out of her cock onto the floor and the inside of her dress as Joan’s hands worked and squeezed at her breasts. “Did you grow another cup size, May-May!?” Joan’s voice was a mixture of shocked and amazed as she massaged her breasts, the dark redhead moaning as she felt her nipples perk up to full life, bulging her dress out obscenely, her cock doing the same beneath her hips, her lovely dress getting an incredibly dark spot from where her precum was soaking into the thin fabric.
“Hmm, I think you did…” Oh gods Joan was bouncing her tits playfully, her fingers getting ever closer to her nipples, she was gonna cum, she was gonna cum, oh fuck, the blonde was pinching on, tugging on her nipples, she was gonna-
“Well, that’s okay! We can go bra shopping together~ I know a great place where we can get fitted with custom bras~! If you want, we can help each other in them…I know they take a bit of getting used to; my boobs kept jumping out of my first custom one…thankfully no one saw that…”
That was the final straw. All five of them erupted as one, spraying cum all over the general area and each other with strangled sobs of pleasure, somehow missing the still groping Joan during the process.
~
May gave the four another glare, which was mimicked by most of the room when they found out what Nebula had insinuated, before the redhead wiped cum from her face and gestured to the next people to talk.
Reese and Arslan shared a look, the shorter girl wearing a pale green dress that was soaked sheer, allowing her pierced nipples to bleed through, while Arslan was wearing a more formal dress kimono of Mistralian make.
“We were talking by the punch bowl when Joan came by…” Reese began, her voice slightly apprehensive.
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“So what are we going to do, Ars? We can’t just be cowards and pine over her like the way we have been!” Reese sighed, taking a sip of her punch, ignoring the almost too sweet taste as she looked at her partner, team leader, and girlfriend-slash-lover as she broached about what they were going to do about their current interest: Joan Arc.
Oh, they were definitely attracted to the cute blonde, they wouldn’t say obsessed, but they truly did want to get to know her better and see what could happen…and well, if they managed to get to the point they could see if her flexibility was greater than her own, so much the better!
She heard the throaty hum of her team leader as her intelligent olive green eyes flicked around the ballroom floor, and knew that if her partner’s trait had been a tail, it would be flicking back and forth right now. But Arslan didn’t have a tail as a trait, instead, she got the raspy tongue of a feline…which was its own layer of pleasurable hell when she decided to tease her.
But Reese was getting ahead of herself.
“We’ll have to be careful. She’s hardly ever alone. If not her teammates, a member of Team RWBY is usually with her, or even that rabbit girl from the upper year. So, we need to try and find an opening to talk to her where they can’t interfere…” Arslan narrowed her eyes, her mind no doubt going through plan after plan to try and get to know the bubbly blonde of Team JNPR better.
Reese knew that her girlfriend had something of a rivalry with Team JNPR’s Pyrrha Nikos, having battled her at Sanctum several times before they had gone to their respective schools, though she never managed a win before they graduated.
“We’ll just keep on the lookout for a good point. We have plenty of time, after all.” she mediated, watching Arslan lick her lips in thought.
“Plenty of time for what?” both jerked in shock and turned to see the subject of their conversation standing behind them, pink cheeked and head tilted curiously.
Reese swallowed the panic in her chest as she just as fiercely tried to fight the libido coursing through her body as she saw the sinfully tight outfit that their crush was wearing up close. A growling purr next to her told her that Arslan had the same wavelength of thought.
Joan Arc was sin personified.
“We were…we were just talking about…” Reese hated the fact that any and all ideas of conversation fled the moment that she was met with the girl she and her girlfriend were so interested in. Thankfully, she didn’t have to worry about that.
Joan blinked several times, before recognition filled her face. “Aren’t you Arslan Altan?” Reese could practically feel the surprise that her girlfriend was feeling, since she knew that neither of them had actually really had a chance to talk to the beautiful blonde yet.
Arlsan blinked herself, the obvious question on her face that was running through Reese’s mind. ‘How did she know her?’ again, thankfully, they didn’t have to worry about that much, as Joan continued.
“Pyrrha told me about you!” Reese winced, knowing that the ‘Pyrrha Button’ was a bad one to hit for Arslan, but once again, Joan surprised her. “She told me that she was thankful for you!”
She could see the obvious confusion on Arslan’s face, but the bubbly blonde continued without even noticing. “She said her time in Sanctum wasn’t that nice, but you never shied away from her…she appreciated that more than I think she’s able to say. So thank you!”
Reese watched with wide eyes (and a bulging dick) as Joan moved and grabbed Arslan in a hug and planted a fat kiss on her lips. Her cock twitched, leaking precum and her ears catching the muffled splurt, splurt, splurt of her girlfriend creaming herself, and seeing her cum dripping down her toned legs, puddling around her feet.
She watched as Joan pulled away with a ‘smack’ of their lips parting, before her gut flipped and rolled as she turned towards her and-
SMOOCH!
Reese lost her grip on her cup of punch as Joan kissed her, the softness of her lips filling her, the scent of vanilla and cherries tickling her nose, the wet sweetness of her tongue prodding hers…
SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT! Reese’s eyes rolled up in her head as she came, her cum splattering on the floor between her feet as she felt the tongue of her and Arslan’s crush tangle with her own.
And then it was gone, Joan pulling back and giving them both a beautiful smile. “Have a Happy New Year, both of you~ And thanks again, Arslan~!” she chirped, before bouncing off, leaving the dazed, horny pair.
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Pyrrha avoided the curious eyes of Arlsan as Reese finished her recollection of their experience, instead gesturing towards Ciel and Neon, the pair coated in cum and Neon looking like she was about to strip and masturbate here and now. The orangette was wild eyed and digging her fingers into her knees, her cock bulging through her pink and teal dress.
Ciel gently pat her on the shoulder, before looking up. “We had actually been getting ready to leave the party when it happened…” she began.
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Ciel and Neon were heading towards the doors of the ballroom, both ready to leave for the night. Ciel because she had an early morning, and Neon for a more embarrassing reason, which her hands were before her hiding. She had gotten incredibly aroused watching Joan Arc dancing around the floor with several people, and while she had wished for a dance as well, she wasn’t going to embarrass herself by going up to her with her cock trying to poke through her dress.
Ciel felt for the feline faunus, since she knew that hormones something almost impossible to control. Gods knew that she had experienced a few spontaneous erections and subsequent ejaculations due to the sweet blonde that she and Neon had watched dance.
But as they headed towards the door, both stopped as they heard a sweet voice, “Are you two leaving the dance already?” both froze, their eyes going wide as like a vision, Joan appeared before them, pouting. “Aww~ I was hoping for a dance…but that’s okay. I get if you need to leave, we can just dance later!” Ciel knew that Neon was feeling something similar to herself, a confusing mixture of panic and relief; panic due to missing out on dancing with the lovely girl, and relief, when she said that they could dance later, as in, more privately.
However, she blinked and all of a sudden, Joan was in her personal space, nearly making her jump. “You look great, Ciel~” the dark skinned brunette couldn’t help the bubbling feeling of pleasure that filled her belly at the knowledge that Joan found her rather spartan white and blue dress pleasant to look at.
Her eyes widened as Joan circled around her and hummed, “It really brings out your butt nicely~” before she felt hands cup her rear and squeeze. Her mouth dropped open and her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as her cock surged against her underwear, making a lewd tent against the front of her dress, twitching in time with the hands massaging her rear end. “Hehehe~” Joan giggled almost childishly as her fingers worked her rear end like dough, “Nice and firm~ You must do squats, right~?”
Ciel released a weak moan as her cock spurted precum against the inside of her dress, soaking it and showing the outline of her shaft through the material, the pleasure she was feeling mixing with embarrassment as she saw that Neon was staring with wide, hungry eyes at her.
“Hmm, maybe we can work out together? You can show me your routine~” Ciel gasped an affirmative as she lost control, tipping over the edge and soaking the inside of her dress with her cum.
She gasped for air as Joan let go of her rear (part of her mourning the loss of those wonderful fingers) and made her way over to Neon, who looked panicked as Joan swept her up into her arms and hugged her, her head against her chest. “You look great as well, Neon~! I love the dress!”
Ciel could see panic in her schoolmate’s eyes, the orbs only getting wider and wider as she saw Joan’s hand move down her back, until her hand wrapped around her tail, making her go completely still.
“Ooo, silky~” Joan cooed as she slid her hand down the slim, fur covered extremity, and Ciel was witness to a shuddering Neon, her face going from shocked to slutty, her eyes hooding and rolling up in their sockets, her mouth falling open, her tongue flopping out as she mewled and purred, the floor underneath them becoming soaked as she came explosively.
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“Can’t…can’t…need…” Neon panted, forgetting propriety and pulling her skirt up, stroking her cock before them as her tail whipped behind her violently, much to the shock and embarrassment of those in the room with her as the feline faunus frantically tugged at her shaft, mewling with need.
The faunus in the room gave her sad, but understanding looks, knowing that there was no way to stop themselves once their desire to breed had been triggered, and right now? Neon needed her balls empty.
Next to her, Fiona and Elm shared a look, both of them coated in cum as well, Fiona’s green gown plastered to her skin and Elm’s white and blue dress stained with cum as well.
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“This is…different than I expected for sure…” Fiona huffed, placing her hands over her front as she looked around, getting a chuckle from the giantess next to her.
“It sure is! Not like the strict and formal Atlas ‘parties’.” Elm said with a wide smile, making air quotes at the word ‘parties’. She was here as a liaison for the Atlesian Military since Winter was needed elsewhere, and Fiona came as well to see Neon, her friend.
Though Elm had noticed that Fiona had seemed distracted by someone…not that she could blame the little sheep. Even she was attracted to the blonde beauty that had been the highlight of the dance floor, though she was thankfully skilled enough to control her libido and not show just how much she was effected by the first year. Not so Fiona; the poor thing was trying to hide a surprisingly large cock, looking obscene on her petite body.
The dancing had wound down as the clock hit midnight, the fireworks show starting the celebrations calming for a moment.
Both enjoyed the myriad of colorful explosions, the mixed lights and shapes that they took, missing the person walking up towards them.
“Oh, aren’t you adorable!?” Fiona would deny to her dying breath the startled “Baaahhh~?!” that spilled from her lips as she was grabbed in a hug, her face shoved into an exquisitely soft and sweet smelling cavern, her cock throbbing hard as the thump thump thump of a steady heartbeat hit her ears.
“Neon told me about you~! I’m Joan Arc~!” Elm was privy to a very interesting sight as Fiona was smothered (and didn’t seem to be trying to free herself too quickly) in the blonde that they had been referencing’s cleavage, the blonde’s rosy cheeks and slightly glassy eyes telling Elm that she was inebriated. The part of her that wasn’t enthralled by the sight wondered where the girl had gotten the alcohol. The rest of her watched as the girl reached up and stroked Fiona’s ears. “Soooo cuuuute~!” she squealed, somehow not noticing Fiona convulsing against her, nor the muffled, bleating wail swallowed by her chest, nor the huge salvos of cum splattering onto the ground between them, somehow miraculously missing her shoes.
Joan blinked several times before letting Fiona go, the sheep immediately slumping to the floor in her own puddle of cum, face red and panting hard, her eyes wild.
Elm blinked as she realized that the blonde bundle of energy was suddenly in front of her, and her cheeks blushing brightly as she felt the blonde moving her hands along her muscles, cooing in amazement.
“You’re so built!” she chirped, looking up into her eyes in wonder. “How easy would it be for you to bench press me??”
Elm’s cock trembled as she thought about just how easy it would be to lift and drop the girl touching her muscles on her cock, making her scream in ecstacy as she was spread open and fucked. She bit her lower lip, shuddering as she felt the blonde’s hands move inwards on her body, jerking as she cupped her tits, giving them a nice firm squeeze. “Mmm, I’m jealous. My breasts are nowhere near as firm as yours. It’s like sinking your hands into a marshmallow. Here, feel!”
Elm could do nothing as the blonde grabbed her hand and brought it to her own chest, her large palm looking normal sized as the massive weight settled in it. “Oh…” a weak moan escaped her mouth as she reflexively tightened her fingers, finding that the blonde’s breast indeed, was as soft and squishy as the aforementioned treat. As her cock began to fire off wildly inside her dress, her mind boiled down to one singular thought, ‘I wonder if it tastes as sweet…’
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Elm got looks of intense jealously from practically everyone there, since most of them had all been dying to be able to touch Joan in such an intimate way, and she managed it with no problem, the obviously more than a little tipsy blonde even initiating it!
Next to her, Saphron bit her lip angrily, but forced her emotions down. It wasn’t the statuesque beauty’s fault that it happened. She was just incredibly lucky.
“Well, we’re next.” Saphron chuckled weakly as she cuddled against her wife, who wrapped her arms around her, both uncaring that they were soaked in their own and each other’s cum. It wasn’t uncommon due to their active sex life, after all.
“It happened shortly after the ball dropped…”
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Saphron spun around with her wife on the dance floor, smiling at the love of her life, the woman who Joan had actually stumbled into and introduced to her. “It’s amazing, isn’t it?” she asked, making the brunette woman tilt her head in the cute manner that always made her want to kiss the life out of her.
Saphron smiled. “Joan making friends outside of the family. You know with her…condition…and all…Joan was really introverted. It’s great to see that she has friends in her teammates and those girls on her sister team…”
Terra smiled, though she was smart enough to not bring up the fact that it was obvious her three teammates were highly attracted to her, likely romantically at that, and there were at least two on the sister team that were giving their little Joan the same eyes. Thankfully, the oblivious gene ran strong in the Arc family, otherwise there would have been an incident already.
The pair of wives continued to dance the night away, before taking a break and looking around the dance floor to see if Joan was still there, or taking a break yet.
“Hey, Saph! Terra!” both yelped, blushing hard and their cocks swelling as a warm, sweet smelling body crashed into them, hugging them both close. “I’m surprised you came but thanks so much for doing so! It was a wonderful surprise!”
Saphron smiled, even though her cock was rebelling its prison at the moment due to being in proximity to her stupidly seductive sister. And the poor girl was just so oblivious to what she did to other people!
Saphron would never know the irony of her calling her baby sister ‘Oblivious’.
“I wanted to talk to you both about what you spoke to me about earlier…” Joan chatted quietly, making both of the Cotta-Arc pair blush as they remembered discussing with Joan about becoming parents. “I mean, its a big step, but you’re both ready for sure!”
Terra blushed as Joan leaned further into her, her breasts squishing up against her body, making her cock throb against her dark colored dress, making her incredibly thankful for the scheme, since the precum stain wasn’t highlighted like her poor wife’s was. “Th-thanks Joan, that means a lot coming from you!”
“Have you decided who you’re going to ask? I know for some futa that there’s a risk if they carry…” both didn’t like the sad look that formed on Joan’s face, and were going to say something, but the blonde’s face lit up and she barreled on before they could. “Oh, I know!” she gasped, “If you can wait a bit longer, I can carry the baby during a break or when I graduate!”
Both stilled, their eyes widening as their minds flashed through Joan underneath them in bed as they filled her with their cum, watched her belly slowly grow with their child, until that magical moment where she gave birth to their son or daughter.
Both mewled helplessly as their balls erupted as Joan kissed them both, saying that she’d catch up with them later before they left, leaving the wives to clutch each other desperately as they unloaded the contents of their balls all over themselves and each other.
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Saphron smiled softly, even though she felt the creeping miasma of death wishes being thrown towards her and Terra, before blinking and turning to Cinder, who looked pained, and was sitting uncomfortably with an ice pack on her groin. “How did she get you? You weren’t at the party, were you?” she asked with a wince, recognizing a ballbust injury easily, due to the amount that her innocent sister and sex symbol aunt had caused the family throughout the years.
Cinder blushed. “I…I had a bad headache, so I was allowed to rest in my dorm instead of being at the party…”
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Cinder rubbed her head, thankful that the migraine that she had been experiencing was finally gone, but hating the fact that she had missed out on the chance to dance with Joan at the New Year Party. She shook her head. There was no reason to be upset…well, yes there was, but it wasn’t like she wouldn’t get the chance to dance with Joan ever again simply due to missing out on this one.
Huffing, she flopped back onto her bed and decided to try and get some sleep, then find a way to talk to the sweet blonde in the morning…
At least, that was the original plan. Hearing the door to the dorm open, she shifted in bed. “How was the party?” she asked, expecting to hear Emerald’s or Neo’s response to her inquiry.
What she got instead, however, was something far different. Hearing nothing, she opened her eyes and looked up, the golden orbs bulging as she saw what was happening.
Joan was in her dorm, pulling a sinfully skintight dress off of her body, it already at the waist as she pushed, her fat, heavy breasts hanging as she began to bend forwards.
Her cock surged painfully, her headache resurfacing with a vengeance as every drop of blood that wasn’t necessary for consciousness flew down into her cock, her equine shaft tearing through her panties and out of her nightgown.
Seeing the blonde shaking her hips as she tried to push the dress over them, Cinder found her voice, the panic rushing through her body that warred with the arousal surging being the only reason she hadn’t exploded yet. “Joan! Wrong room, sweetie!” she released a squeaky sounding yelp, her throat strangled.
She didn’t know if she helped or made things worse, as the blonde bombshell froze and snapped upright, turning towards her with wide eyes, seemingly not noticing the fact that the action gave Cinder a full frontal view of her crush’s massive mammaries.
They were everything she had ever imagined and even more. Despite their size, they were perfectly perky and sat high on her chest, larger than her head and capped with fat, suckable, inverted nipples that begged for stimulation.
The pair stared at one another for several long seconds, before Joan squeaked loudly and clapped her hands over her breasts (badly, since she covered neither nipple, leaving the wonderful view free for Cinder’s eyes to feast on) while simultaneously trying to tug her dress back up.
Despite her own indecency, Cinder’s desire to help made her rise from her bed and reach out, hoping to gently help tug the blonde’s dress up while she apologized for what had happened, even if it wasn’t actually her fault.
However, as she made her way closer, Joan managed to stumble, crashing into her and taking both of them to the floor, Joan on top of her, her head resting on her belly, her breasts pressed against her shaft.
The world slowed to a crawl as Cinder’s brain and body processed the heavenly sensation of those fat, wonderful breasts rubbed against her shaft. Her pupils shrank to pinpricks as she felt her heavy balls gurgle and churn angrily, the rumble within telling her that she was about to cum. She wanted, needed to get Joan off of her before she-
Joan slipped down her shaft, her bountiful bosom rubbing along her shaft, her fat equine head emerging and aiming at her…right as she erupted, orgasming with such force she felt her balls pop in their sack, the pain mixing with the pleasure as she coated her own face in a thick gooey mask, barely registering Joan getting up and squeaking out an apology before she heard rushed steps and the door opening through the intensity of the orgasm and the black spots in her vision as she passed out.
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Cinder cradled the ice pack to her balls as her aching balls reminded her she couldn’t cum again until she healed a bit more, her aura pushing down into her busted nuts, slowly healing them from the damage they had taken not too long ago.
“I don’t know what happened after Joan left. Do any of you have any idea where she could have gone?”
Slowly the group began to panic, each realizing that Joan could have gotten anywhere by now, and with how inebriated she was, she could easily be taken advantage of.
“Meeting adjourned!” Pyrrha cried as the group jumped from their seats and all rushed from the room, each of them rushing to leave the room and find their crush.
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“Hmmm~!” Glynda whimpered as another load of cum was pumped out of her balls. Why? Well, as she was heading back to her room, she stumbled upon her niece walking through the halls, obviously inebriated by the tainted punch that she had somehow gotten. She had her suspicions (having seen Qrow around the party to see how his nieces were doing) but all she could do was take care of her niece before she was taken advantage of or did something that she regretted.
However, Joan was a massive cuddlebug by nature, and was so much more forward now. They had barely even made it to her bed before Joan was getting handsy with her, opening her clothes and roaming her body.
Now? She was sucking on her nipple sweetly, trailing her tongue around it, and her hands were wrapped around her shaft and tugging it gently in her sleep, the combined sensations driving her mad and pulling load after load of cum from her balls, soaking them both, and leaving a despairing Glynda knowing that she would have to do some fast, intense cleaning to hide what happened.
“Hnnnnn~!!!” she whined as Joan suckled harder, her hands twisting and tugging on her shaft harder, her balls rapidly evacuating more and more cum from themselves due to her sweet niece’s ministrations.
Glynda moaned, shamefully enjoying the pleasure her body was experiencing, not knowing that at this very moment, the school was practically being torn apart by twenty five panicked young women, two being another niece and her wife.
But that was an issue for Future Glynda to worry about, not the constantly orgasming Present Glynda. She was just enjoying the pleasure given to her.