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It was early in the evening as Ruby Rose, a second year student at Beacon Academy, ran through the streets of Vale.

Among the numerous responsibilities second year teams had were weekly patrols of Vale. 

Granted, Vale wasn’t an overly exciting place, and while there was a criminal underground, they were generally smart enough to keep as low a profile as possible. As a result, these patrols normally consisted of casually walking about and doing whatever you could to help the people of Vale, and it wasn’t uncommon for teams to split up to cover more ground for a portion of these patrols.

So if these patrols were supposed to be a generally casual and calm experience, then why was Ruby running down an alley with Crescent Rose fully extended?

Simple, she had spotted, out of the corner of her eye, Neopolitan, one of the most wanted criminals, not just in Vale, but in all of Remnant. That spotting soon snowballed into a brief trading of blows, or more accurately, Neo parrying and dodging all of Ruby’s attacks while landing several blows on her, including one that destroyed Ruby’s scroll, preventing her from contacting her teammates.

Now Ruby found herself in an empty alleyway, scanning her surroundings for any sign of Neopolitan.

“Where are you?” Ruby asked, her grip on Crescent Rose tightening as her heart pounded. The young Huntress-in-training knew what Neopolitan was capable of, and was beginning to realize that blindly pursuing her might not have been the best course of action.

After a few tense moments of silence, Ruby relaxed her grip on her weapon and let out a sigh. “Dang it,” she said as it became clear that her opportunity to catch Neo, if it had even existed, was passed.

Then, just as Ruby was about to collapse Crescent Rose, she felt a prick on her ass, almost like a bug stinging her.

“Ow!” Ruby yelped as she immediately went to swat whatever bug had decided to bother her, only for her to feel something shaped like a cylinder and made of glass.

“What the heck?” Ruby asked, her words slurring slightly as she tried to grip whatever it was that was sticking out of her ass, only to find her vision starting to blur.

“No,” Ruby slurred as she fought to keep her balance, only to lose the battle as she collapsed, falling down onto the cold concrete ground as her world went dark.

Ruby Rose awoke to find herself in a bedroom, one she immediately realized wasn’t her own.

The walls were mostly barren, and the bed felt like it was made out of latex.

Alarmingly, Ruby was naked, like naked naked, stripped completely naked without a single article of clothing left on her body. Even more alarming was that Ruby was unable to move anything below her neck. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get her body to do anything.

But that wasn’t what had Ruby’s attention.

No, what had Ruby’s attention was that sitting naked in front of vanity, in the process of cutting her hair, was Neopolitan.

“hey,” Ruby called out, her voice low initially and failing to catch Neo’s attention.

“HEY!” Ruby shouted, pouring what little strength she could find into the shout. This time, Ruby succeeded, seeing Neo’s expression, courtesy of her reflection, souring as she set down the scissors and picked up an odd looking red choker that she wrapped around her neck.

“What?” Neo asked, causing Ruby to freeze up, courtesy of the fact that Neo talked. Neopolitan, the mute accomplice of Roman Torchwick, who was a mute, just talked to Ruby, and not only did she talk to Ruby, but Ruby recognized the voice as hers.

Whereas a moment prior thoughts of escaping her running through Ruby’s head, they were now replaced by panic over the fact that Neo was not only talking, but speaking in a tone perfectly identical to Ruby’s. 

It took all of Ruby’s strength to not begin hyperventilating, though her eyes were wide with fear and shock.

A smirk appeared on Neo’s face as she stood up and began approaching Ruby.

“Oh? Is something the matter little red?” Neo asked as she stood over Ruby, who remained silent as her brain tried to process what was happening. “Haven’t you ever heard your own voice before?”

“Not from someone else…” Ruby said as she looked up at Neo, a delayed sense of dread finally setting in. 

“There’s a first time for everything,” Neo said with a grin. “And speaking of first times,” Neo said as she bent over, reaching for something on the floor, outside of Ruby’s vision. “Have you ever seen one of these before?” she asked as she stood up, revealing a white latex catsuit with pink highlights.

“No…” Ruby said as a fierce blush appeared on her face. While she hadn’t seen such a suit in person, she had seen them in the erotic videos she had first found on Yang’s scroll several years ago.

“Alright,” Neo said, her grin widening as she moved closer to Ruby. “Follow up question, have you ever worn one of these?” she asked as she took a seat on the bed next to Ruby, and began slowly caressing her cheek.

“No!” Ruby said as she jerked her head away. It was true that she had never worn any latex before, but her shout was more of a reaction to Neo touching her and speaking to her.

“Like I said, there’s a first time for everything,” Neo said as she pulled down the zipper of the suit.

“Oh no,” Ruby said as her eyes widened, realization as to what Neo intended to do with her washed over her. “No!” she shouted as she shook her head, unable to do anything else at the moment. “Get away from me!” 

Ruby’s shouts elicited only an expression of annoyance from Neo, who continued on with the task at hand, first bringing Ruby’s feet into the suit, pulling it up her legs and over her hips, before pulling the sleeves of the suit over Ruby’s arms, finishing by pulling up the zipper on the back. With Ruby still unable to move anything below her neck, this was easy for Neo to get her into the suit.

“You like that, don’t you?” Neo asked Ruby as she ran a hand over Ruby’s rubber covered form, resting it over the young huntress's breast.

“No,” Ruby, her anger now replaced with fear, said. It was a truthful statement, as despite having been curious about latex for years, any erotic feelings were replaced with fear.

Of course, Neo didn’t care what Ruby said, and reached down once again. When Neo stood back up, she had several more latex items in her hands. These items were a pair of brown latex opera gloves, an overbust corset, a posture collar, and a pair of ballet boots.

Neo wasted no time in getting these items onto Ruby, beginning with the boots, which reached up to Ruby’s thighs and needed to be laced up, something Neo did quite joyously as she made sure to do up the laces as tight as she could, savouring Ruby’s yelps of pain and discomfort. Next were the gloves, which required some effort, but were ultimately put on Ruby. Following the gloves was the corset, which wrapped around Ruby’s waist and covered her breasts. Like the boots, the corset needed to be laced up, and like the boots, Neo made sure to do up the laces as tight as she could. Finally came the posture collar, which proved the most difficult, as Ruby began shaking her head, trying to keep Neo from locking the collar around her neck. Unfortunately for her, Neo was able to succeed in locking the collar around her neck, which was unbearably tight.

“There, is that so bad?” Neo asked.

“Yes,” Ruby managed to groan out, her voice strained courtesy of the tight collar.

“Too bad,” Neo said with a shrug as, much to Ruby’s distress, she reached down for more items, this time coming back with a pink leather armbinder and brown leather straps that she quickly forced Ruby’s arms into and fixed into place, rendering Ruby’s arms useless. Next came the straps, which were wrapped around Ruby’s legs after Neo bent them, placing Ruby in a frogtie.

The frogtie did not last though, as Neo next brought up a pair of short chains. One chain was wrapped around each of Ruby’s ankles and then connected to the end of the armbinder, turning the frogtie into a hogtie.

“Almost done~” Neo said in a sickeningly sweet tone as she pulled up the last set of items, which were a brown latex hood with openings for Ruby’s eyes and mouth, a large metal ring gag, and a panel gag with a small rubber dildo on one side, and a pump on the other.

At this point, Ruby was well aware that her chances of somehow getting out were slim to none, and could only whimper as Neo approached her with the hood.

“Please no,” Ruby whimpered as Neo began pulling the hood down over Ruby’s head, leaving her eyes as the only clue as to who was bound.

“That’s enough talking,” Neo said as she shoved the ring gag into Ruby’s mouth, grinning as Ruby groaned in pain from her jaws being stretched to their absolute limit.

“Now then,” Neo said as she took a step back, admiring her work before turning and walking towards a closet. “I suppose I should tell you what my scheme is,” she said as she opened up the closet door. “I’ve been watching your team for quite a while now, and I’ve decided to grant them the honor of becoming my personal latex slaves.”

“NGGHH!” Ruby screamed into her gag, sheer horror washing over her at the idea of her teammates being subjected to the same sort of treatment she was.

“Anyway,” Neo said as she began to dress herself, standing just outside of Ruby’s now limited field of vision. “I could have just straight up abducted your teammates as well, but that’s a little too cliche for me,” she stated as she finished pulling on her clothing and pulled on a pair of kinky looking boots that she allowed Ruby to catch a glimpse of. “So I decided to do something much more fun,” she said as she began walking towards Ruby, who felt her heart sink even lower as she saw how Neo was dressed.

The petite criminal was now dressed in what was either a perfect replica of Ruby’s outfit, or the real deal. 

In fact, the longer Ruby looked at Neo, she could see that she had somehow altered her body shape to be more like Ruby’s. 

“Who better to corrupt Team RWBY and reduce them to horny rubber sluts than their leader?” Neo asked as Ruby felt tears running down her face.

“All I needed was a little bit of padding to help with our difference in body shape, I’ll dye my hair shortly, and as for our faces,” Neo said as she grinned and snapped her fingers, suddenly shifting her face to that of Ruby’s. “My semblance will take care of that,” she said as she knelt down on the bed, lifting Ruby’s head up as she did so.

“As for you, my pretty little rose,” Neo said as she stroked Ruby’s rubber covered face, “You will become me, spending months in rubber bondage just like I have,” she said as she leaned forwards, pressing her lips against Ruby’s as she began to explore the younger girls mouth with her tongue.

Even if she weren’t paralyzed by fear, there was nothing Ruby could do to stop Neo, and all she could do now was give in and give no resistance as tears flowed down her face. 

After several moments, all of which were spent by Neo savagely making out with her captive, the kiss was broken.

“Before I go, there’s one more thing I have for you,” Neo said as she stood up and Ruby let out a dejected groan, watching as Neo approached the closet, disappearing from her field of view.

A moment later Neo returned to Ruby’s field of view, carrying a strange looking device that had a massive yellow dildo on the end of a metallic pole, which was attached to a metal box that had a cord running from it.

“This is Blondie,” Neo said fondly as she stopped in front of Ruby. “Blondie had kept me company and kept me entertained during all of my sessions,” she stated as she began to walk again, heading behind Ruby. “And now, she’ll keep you company while I go after your blondie,” she said, making Ruby squeal in response, though Neo paid no mind to it as she set Blondie down on the bed behind Ruby, perfectly lining it up with the girls crotch before plugging it in, listening to it begin to hum to life before she grabbed the panel gag.

“Goodbye for now little rose,” Neo said as she strapped the panel gag in place over Ruby’s mouth and began to pump it up, watching gleefully as Ruby’s eyes threatened to roll back as it reached maximum capacity. “When we meet again, your world will have been reshaped by me,” Neo said with a grin as she placed a pink latex blindfold over Ruby’s eyes before switching on Blondie, standing by the doorway for a moment as she watched Ruby react to being forcibly penetrated by the machine, before making her way out of the room, ready to begin her new life as Ruby Rose.

‘No!’ Ruby shouted in her mind, the only place where her voice could be heard. ‘No please don’t do this! Don’t leave me!’ she screamed, as despite how much she hated the idea of being alone in a room with Neopolitan, the idea of being completely alone, with noone around while she was at the mercy of the fuck machine was far worse.

But as she heard the door slam, it sank in that Ruby was truly alone.

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Ruby wasn’t sure how much time had passed since Neopolitan had left her alone in the petite criminals room. What she did know was that Blondie, Neo’s massive yellow colored fuck machine had managed to eleict at least five, maybe six, orgasms from the young student.

When Ruby had regained her mobility, she had begun thrashing in her bindings, desperately trying to break free. But despite her best efforts, it soon became clear that all she would accomplish was tiring herself out.

So, for hours Ruby had laid there, tearfully accepting that there was no way to stop the machine from violating her, and eventually Ruby slipped into unconsciousness, overwhelmed by the machine that violated her nonstop.

“Of all the times to do this Neo.”

A sudden voice roused Ruby from her sleep, but with her vision still blocked by the blindfold, who it was was a mystery, though Ruby hoped it would be someone who would free her.

“I have poured months into carefully crafting the perfect plan, which you played an important role in, only for you to decide to have another one of your sessions,”

Under the hood, there was a confused look on Ruby’s face as she tried to place the voice. It sounded familiar, but Ruby was having difficulty placing it. 

“I mean seriously, the least you could do is tell me whether or not this is going to last as long as last time,” the man said. “Or gods forbid, longer.”

A sudden chill went down Ruby’s spine as she realized the voice belonged to Roman Torchwick, Neo’s partner and the first criminal Ruby had ever gone up against.

‘Oh no, no no no…’ Ruby thought, beginning to squirm in her restraints, fearing that Roman would choose now to exact his revenge on Ruby.

“The least you could do is something to answer me Neo,” Roman said, his tone filled with annoyance.

‘Wait… Neo?’ Ruby thought. ‘Why is he calling me…  Neo…’ A realization washed over Ruby, as she recalled that the restraints and latex Neo had placed her in were colored after the criminal's own outfit, and that they completely covered her, leaving no clues as to her identity.

With that in mind, a thought popped into Ruby’s head. As much as she feared Roman taking revenge on her, she feared being left in this position more, and so Ruby called upon all the strength she had in her body and began thrashing around.

“Jees, you’re really into this,” Roman said as he watched “Neo” thrashing around on the bed. “Alright, alright, I can take a hint,” he said. “I’ll get right on it.”

Ruby felt hope starting to swell up inside of her as she heard Roman speak, thinking that Roman was going to undo her restraints.

“I know how much you hate these boring parts,” Roman said as he approached “Neo” with a bag full of gruel. “And honestly I don’t blame you for skipping them,” he said as he tore an opening in one of the bags corners and placed it up against “Neo’s” forced open mouth. 

Ruby began gagging as she felt the gruel begin dripping into her mouth, with horrible being too kind of a word to describe the taste.

“Yeah yeah, it’s disgusting,” Roman said as he began squeezing the bag, forcing more down into “Neo’s” mouth and forcing her to start swallowing it. “But you’re the one who insists on having drugs mixed in.”

“Wahhh?” Ruby groaned into her gag, beginning to try and push the gruel out of her mouth at the mention of the disgusting containing some kind of drugs. But, unfortunately for Ruby, those drugs acting quickly, and in a matter of seconds Ruby felt herself lose control of her body, again, and slowly begin to drift out of consciousness as Roman emptied the bag into her mouth.

“Sleep well Neo,” Roman said as he emptied the last bit of gruel into “Neo’s” mouth. “Because I doubt the twins are going to let you get that much,” he said before leaving “Neo” alone to enjoy her drug induced slumber.

‘Twins?’ Ruby questioned, desperately fighting a losing battle to stay awake before finally losing and drifting off into unconsciousness once again.

For hours Ruby slept, dreaming sweet dreams that took her far away from her current torment and to a land where she rode on Zwei’s back through a forest filled with cookie trees, or as Ruby liked to call it, paradise.

As Ruby slept, two raven haired women dressed in red and white respectively entered into Neo’s room.

“Oh look Melanie,” the red clad woman said, “Our slave is sleeping.”

“How cute,” Melanie said as she and the other woman continued to approach the bed. “How do you think we should wake her Miltia?” she asked as she looked over at her companion.

“Well sister, I don’t think you can ever go wrong with a good old fashioned paddling,” Miltia suggested as she walked over to Neo’s closet, reached in, and retrieved a pair of thick leather paddles, one of which she handed to her sister before the pair walked over to “Neo”, carefully rolling her over, trying not to disturb her sleep.

“Time to wake up slave,” Melanie said as she raised her paddle and brought it down hard on “Neo’s” ass, causing the rubber clad girl to groan in confusion and pain. 

Not even a few seconds later Miltia brought her paddle down, grinning at the sound it made when striking “Neo’s” rubber covered ass.

The twins planned to bring “Neo” back to their personal dungeon to truly begin their fun, but both were more than happy to spend some time paddling their client, not knowing the under the hood was Ruby Rose, who was desperately calling out into her gag for someone, anyone to help her.

“-and then I came back here,” Neo said as she stood in the middle of Team RWBY’s dorm, with Weiss Schnee, Blake Belladonna, and Yang Xiao Long standing in front of her. Of course, thanks to Neo’s semblance, they didn’t see her as Neo, instead seeing their leader/friend/sister, Ruby Rose.

Ruby’s three teammates had been incredibly concerned when their leader returned, and had only calmed when “Ruby” explained that the reason she hadn’t contacted any of them was that her scroll was destroyed during a fight with Neo that had ultimately brought “Ruby” to the outskirts of Vale, resulting in a several hour long trek back to Beacon Academy.

For a few seconds there was silence, and for a split-second Neo wondered if her story failed to convince them.

Then Yang scooped “Ruby” into a hug, erasing any doubt Neo had.

“Ahh, thanks Sis,” “Ruby” said as she returned the hug.

“Yes, we’re very glad you made it out alive,” Weiss said as Neo saw a hint of jealousy on the heiresses face. It was well hidden, but not perfectly hidden.

‘I am so using that to my advantage,’ Neo thought to herself.

“So did you also stop to buy some new boots?” Blake asked. Her arms were folded as she spoke, and while Weiss and Yang didn’t pick up on it, Neo saw that there was some suspicion in the Cat Fanus’s eyes.

“Yes,” “Ruby” said as Yang released her from the hug, which Neo admittedly wished would have lasted a little longer. “My boots ended up getting torn up during the fight, so I bought some new ones,” “Ruby” explained. She had been prepared for this question, and had tossed her torn up boots in the trash when she reached Beacon, something any of the girls could check if they wanted to.

The boots themselves were different than what they were used to seeing Ruby wear, namely due to the fact that they were a) high-heeled, adding a few inches to “Ruby’s” height (which conveniently more than made up for the height different between Ruby and Neo) and b) that they were made of a shiny latex material with a red rose pattern contrasting to the black rubber.

“Do you like them?” “Ruby” asked as she struck a small pose.

“Yes,” Weiss answered, a little too quick for someone who only “liked” them, and judging by how her eyes were glued to them, Neo could add boots to the list of things to use for Weiss.

“They look awesome!” Yang said as she gave a thumbs up, while Blake merely shrugged.

“Thank you,” “Ruby” said with a smile. “Um, could I get a moment with Weiss, just to talk about partner things?” she asked innocently, which her intentions were anything but.

“Oh, ah sure,” Yang said as she grabbed Blake’s wrist. “C’mon Blakey, let’s go see if the library has those books you were talking about,” she said as she half led/half dragged her partner out of the room before she could protest, leaving Neo alone with Weiss.

“Uhh, what kind of partner things did you want to talk about?” Weiss asked as she looked at “Ruby”, who had a wide smile on her face that made Weiss’s heart beat faster.

“So I need a new scroll…” “Ruby” said as she began to slowly close the distance between her and Weiss. “And I was thinking that you would pay for it.”

“Ummm no?” Weiss responded, raising an eyebrow at the request. “You have your own money don’t you?”

“Yes,” “Ruby” said, “but it would mean so much more if you paid for it,” she said, before her smile widened. “Plus, if you did, I wouldn’t tell anyone what I’ve seen.”

Weiss’s already rather pale face managed to turn even whiter as she took a step back.

“What are you talking about?” she asked nervously, unsure of what exactly Ruby was referring to but also having a few good guesses.

“I’ve seen it, Weiss, the looks you give me,” “Ruby” said as she closed the distance between her and Weiss. “Just today, the one you had when I was hugging Yang, as if you wanted to be in her place,” she said as Weiss seemed to shrink slightly. “Or when I showed my boots, and you couldn’t help but stare at them.”

Weiss was shocked. Those looks and feelings were nothing new, but Ruby noticing and acknowledging them were.

“How long have you known?” Weiss asked, her voice shaky.

“Long enough,” “Ruby” replied. “But I’m not cruel, I won’t tell anyone about this on one condition.”

“What would that be?” Weiss asked hesitantly.

“Submit to me, and all will be good in your world,” “Ruby” said as she now pressed her body up against Weiss, who let out a small unintentional moan. “Obey my every word and command, and you will be rewarded,” she said as she slowly ran her hands along Weiss’s body. “Now answer me,” she ordered.

“Yes,” Weiss answered almost automatically, having barely put any thought into what she was doing. “I’ll submit to you Ruby.”

“Good girl,” “Ruby” purred. “Now seal the deal with a kiss,” she ordered as she stepped back and pointed down to her boots.

If Weiss had second thoughts, she didn’t act on them as she lowered herself down onto her knees and pressed her lips to “Ruby’s” rubber boots, giving them a gentle, loving kiss as she gazed up at “Ruby” for approval. 

“Good girl,” “Ruby” said as she watched the kiss turn into long lustful licks of her boots. A smile formed on Neo’s face as she watched, knowing that one member of Team RWBY was under her spell, and that there were two more to go.

How long had this lasted so far?

That was a question Ruby found herself asking frequently now.

Her best guess was that it had been a few weeks, possibly three, and maybe four, since Neo had abducted her and placed her in these hellish restraints.

In the time since, Ruby had been tormented daily at the hands of the Malachite twins, starting with a painful paddling session that was only interrupted when the twins teasingly licked her rubbery ass. When the session finally ended, Ruby found herself drugged again.

When she woke-up, she found herself suspended in the air a few feet off the ground, with her legs bound together by a series of leather straps and her blindfold removed. Any hope that, with her eyes exposed, the twins might realize that she wasn’t Neo were dashed when the Malachite Twins reacted to it.

“Oh, so your eyes can turn silver too,” Melanie said, just before she and her sister began to punch and kick Ruby, treating the bound girl as a punching bag. When these sessions ended, Ruby was left to hang there, crying. But before the twins left, they would caress Ruby’s bound body, kissing her and softly apologizing to her.

For days Ruby was subjected to this, being used for the twins exercise for several hours before being caressed and kissed, then left alone until the twins decided to exercise again.

Eventually though, the twins grew bored of this treatment of their slave, and released her from her suspension. 

Of course, this was not the end of Ruby’s suffering.

No, Ruby’s release from her status as a punching bag simply marked the beginning of her training.

Ultimately, the goal of the training was simple: take an unruly slave (Ruby, or as they saw her, Neo) and transform her into an obedient slave who will obey any and all commands she was given and remain as still as a statue when not needed.

As Ruby learned quickly, and painfully, resistance and failure were met with punishment, and that punishment was returning to her role as punching bag. Once that became clear, Ruby became a quick learner, doing her best to fulfil any command given to her by her Mistresses, regardless of how humiliating and degrading they were. These commands ranged from simple tasks, like holding a drink tray, to being taught how to give a different sort of oral pleasure via a dildo sporting panel gag that fit over her existing gag.

Eventually, the twins decided that “Neo” had passed their training, and that they would get some rest before their test. The thought of a break from her torment excited Ruby, and though she knew that her Mistresses idea of rest was likely different from her own, it barely made a dent in her excitement.

She was still excited as her legs were bent and strapped into place, forcing her to keep them folded, followed by her hands being placed behind her back and placed into spreader-bar handcuffs. Once she was restrained, a gasmask, which had two tubes running to a tank filled with oxygen, was placed over her head and secured in place. While Ruby would admit it wasn’t a comfortable position, it was preferable to more training.

In order to keep their slaves from starving during their rest, the Malachite Twins had taken the liberty of hooking “Neo” to a feeding tube.

Unlike most feeding tubes though, this one ran directly into “Neo’s” stomach, eliminating any need to ungag her or remove her gas mask. The twins had also taken the liberty of mixing some drugs into the food, which caused Ruby to black out for periods. The tube also had the side effect of causing “Neo’s” stomach to inflate in a surprisingly painless process over the course of Ruby’s rest. In truth, it was almost entertaining for Ruby to wake up from her drug induced slumber and see how much her stomach had inflated. 

Then, after a few days of rest, the twins had released their slave from her bindings and placed her in a pink leather armbinder before locking a collar around her neck, telling her that it was time for her test.

Now, Ruby was being led through an unfamiliar part of Vale, though Ruby guessed it was one of the poorer and more lawless neighborhoods.

“Come along now slave, we want everyone to see your sexy body,” Miltia said as she caressed Ruby’s bloated stomach, which felt oddly pleasurable, an elicited a small moan of pleasure from Ruby. 

As it turned out, this “test” was really public humiliation, with Ruby being paraded around, with passerbys being allowed to grope her rubber clad form, focusing on her ass, crotch, tits, and belly, and those that didn’t typically threw insults at Ruby, calling her a slut and whore, and unless they made the mistake of directing these insults at her Mistresses as well, the twins only ever reacted with smiles.

For hours this continued on, with the twins and “Neo” making multiple trips around the neighborhood, with the same things repeating over and over again until suddenly, the twins decided to change things up by unclipping “Neo’s” leash.

Neither twin said anything as the leash was unclipped, nor did they say anything after, instead simply staying on course.

For a split-second, the thought of running crossed Ruby’s mind, of escaping away from this torment and returning to her old life, her proper life. But, the fear of punishment was far greater than Ruby’s desire for freedom, especially if her Mistresses decided something worse was in store for her.

So, Ruby stayed on course and kept her pace, acting as though the leash had never been removed at all. 

‘Yes, just obey, everything is good when I obey,’ Ruby told herself mentally. ‘If I obey, they don’t punish me, and if they don’t punish me, they’ll pleasure me, which is good,’ she thought as she followed her Mistresses, intent on obeying them and avoiding punishment, at least until she could find a way out.

If Blake had to choose a single word to describe how she had felt since Ruby returned from her encounter with Neopolitan, it would be paranoid.

She wasn’t sure what, but there was just something off about Ruby. Sure, she had only known Ruby for a few months, but the sudden changes were hard to miss. Suddenly Ruby was dressing more proactively, wearing a latex version of her usual outfit that brought attention to her figure. Then there was Weiss, who had suddenly become much more submissive towards Ruby, doing the young leaders' homework and chores for the whole team, like a maid would. Additionally, Weiss had begun wearing latex as well. Though in Weiss’s case, the latex was typically white gloves and an apron she wore around the dorm. There were also changes in Weiss’s behavior, with the heiress becoming more quiet and passive, not speaking unless spoken too.

Of course, Yang didn’t share these concerns. In fact, Yang seemed to like the changes in her sister, who had become much more physically affectionate towards her elder sister, cuddling with her frequently and allowing Ruby to rest her head on her breasts. Then, as if that weren’t bad enough, Yang had made  some physical changes, at the behest of Ruby. These changes consisted of Yang straightening her hair, something Blake knew her partner would never do normally, and getting her skin tanned. It didn’t take long for Blake to realize that this was a slow, gradual process Ruby had started in an attempt to turn her partner into a typical bimbo, and that it was succeeding. 

Still, Blake tried to keep herself calm, rationalizing that this could just be Ruby’s way of coping with facing off against an incredibly dangerous psychopath. Yet, despite her best efforts, her feelings of disdain towards what was happening to her team continued to grow inside of her, and eventually, they boiled over.

The instigator was that Ruby, seemingly sensing Blake’s discontent, had brought the team down to Vale’s most expensive and high end mall for some bonding. Now, that itself was not what pushed Blake to the breaking point. What pushed her to the breaking point was Ruby casually stating that Weiss would pay for everything. Once she heard that, whatever restraint she had disappeared.

“What is wrong with you Ruby!” Blake shouted. “Weiss is supposed to be your friend, but you treat her like a walking bank account!”

“She doesn’t take issue with it,” “Ruby” said calmly, looking over to Weiss, who meekly nodded in agreement.

“She doesn’t take issue with it because you’ve somehow got her wrapped around your finger!” Blake replied, before shifting her gaze over to Yang. “How are you okay with this?” she asked.

“Hey, who am I to get in the way of my little sister’s happiness?” Yang said with a shrug that made Blake’s eye twitch.

“You are all insane,” Blake growled as her gaze moved over her teammates, to Yang who looked at her with indifference, to Weiss who avoided Blake’s case, and finally to Ruby who looked at Blake with a sickeningly innocent look. 

“I’m leaving,” Blake said as she turned away from her friends and began walking out of the mall, not taking a second to look back.

“Well… that was unexpected,” Yang said as she watched Blake walk through the doors.

“It was,” “Ruby” said before turning her attention to her remaining teammates. “I think we should surprise her to make up for this,” she said with a smile that, under normal circumstances, would have sent a shiver down the spine of every man, woman, child, and animal present. But, with Neo’s semblance making her look identical to Ruby Rose, it simply appeared as a warm, caring smile.

“What are you thinking?” Yang asked.

“I’ll show you after we get you that belt I was showing you,” “Ruby” said with a smile. “The one with all the locks,”

“You’re the best Ruby,” Yang said, warmly returning the smile as Ruby turned her attention to Weiss.

“You’ll be in charge of setting up Blake’s surprise,” she ordered as Weiss nodded.

“Of course,” Weiss said, nodding as she spoke to her Mistress, following her as the trio went into the mall.

The next morning, Blake awoke to find a pair of latex mittens shaped like cat paws locked around her hands and the dorm empty except for Weiss, who was clad in her usual white latex apron, gloves, and maid cap (which was new, but wasn’t something Blake was focused on at the moment).

“What did you do?” Blake asked in a calm tone that betrayed her anger.

“I simply did what Ruby asked me to,” Weiss said as she took a step back from Blake as she got out of her bed.

“So she asked you to put these on me, you just obeyed her?” Blake asked, holding up her mitted hands as she spoke.

“Yes,” Weiss replied.

“Why?” Blake asked as she began to approach Weiss.

“Because obeying feels good,” Weiss answered, causing Blake to stop in place, surprised by the answer. “And if you want those mittens to come off, you’ll apologize,” Weiss said as she began walking towards the door.

“Wait,” Blake said before Weiss could open the door. “I’m… sorry,” she said hesitantly, not truly meaning it but wanting the mittens off.

“Accepted,” Weiss said as she walked up to Blake and undid the straps keeping the mittens in place, before walking off without saying another word.

Unbeknownst to Blake, this was only the beginning.

Each and every morning Blake would wake up to find Weiss standing over her bed and the mittens placed back over her hands, and each and every time Weiss would force Blake to wait longer for the mittens to come off. 

Occasionally “Ruby” and Yang were there to watch in amusement as Blake reacted to her hands being trapped again, and on other occasions Blake found her face to have been painted to look like a kitten, or her clothing swapped out for cat themed apparel such as pink “Hello Kitty” tube tops or latex pants that had a cat paw pattern. Of course, “Ruby” had told Yang that Blake had told her in confidence she had always wanted to be a rubber kitten, which was more than enough to convince Yang to let Ruby do what she wanted and to not interfere.

Then one day, Blake woke up to find the mittens on her hands again, but Weiss was nowhere to be found. In her place was a note that said voice controlled locks had been placed on all of the doors, and that if she wanted them to open, she would have to meow.

At first Blake assumed this was just some joke, but when she tried and failed to get the bathroom door opened, she realized it was true. Initially Blake tried to take the high road and refused to give in, but as time slowly ticked on, her need to enter the washroom grew more and more until she finally stood in front of the bathroom door and swallowed her pride.

“Meow,” she said in the most cat-like tone she could muster, and the second the bathroom door clicked open, she rushed in.

Unfortunately, as she found out, the voice locks had been installed on both sides, forcing Blake to meow again to exit the washroom and reenter the (thankfully) still empty dorm. 

At this point, Blake was beginning to feel quite hungry, but with her hands trapped in the mittens she refused to leave the dorm. Her teammates, however, seemed to have accounted for this possibility, and had kindly left some breakfast out for Blake. Unfortunately for Blake though, they had placed this breakfast in a food dish meant for pets.

“No, absolutely not,” Blake said to herself as she crawled back into her bed, intending to wait until her teammates returned and removed her mittens before eating, refusing to eat like an animal. But as the hours went by with no sign of her teammates and Blake’s stomach began to growl more and more, the faunus began to reconsider her decision.

“I mean, there isn’t anyone around…” Blake said to herself as she got off of her bed and began walking towards the food dish, keeping her ears focused on the doorway in case anyone approached, before slowly lowering herself down and beginning to eat the contents of the foodbowl.

‘At least nobody can see me do this,’ Blake thought to herself as she devoured the contents of the dish, finding herself to be so hungry that she went so far as to lick the bowl to try and get any crumbs.

It was as she licked that Blake suddenly began to feel funny. At first it was barely noticeable, but soon it felt as though the whole dorm was spinning as Blake collapsed, fighting to keep her eyes open as a fearful expression formed on her face.

“No..” Blake groaned as she tried to pick herself up and head towards the door, only to find herself barely able to move as her vision began to blur.

Just before Blake’s vision blurred completely, the young woman saw Ruby enter the dorm, smiling as she walked over to and crouched down next to Blake.

The last thing Blake felt before she lost consciousness was “Ruby” beginning to gently rub her stomach, and the last thing she heard was “Ruby” coo that she was a good kitten before Blake drifted off into a drug induced sleep, while Neo checked another member of Team RWBY off her list.

In the weeks since her “test”, Ruby’s life had improved.

Her Mistresses, impressed with how obedient and well behaved, had drastically dialed back how cruel they were towards “Neo” while simultaneously tripling how much affection they gave to her, frequently cuddling with her and giving her lots of kisses.

To Ruby’s joy, her Mistresses had decided to keep Ruby’s stomach inflated, hooking her to a feeding tube to her stomach once a day, ensuring its size remained the same. They were also aware of how sensitive this made her stomach, and the twins had rewarded “Neo” several times by worshipping her rubber covered bloated belly.

Of course, it wasn’t all pleasure, and Ruby still had tasks assigned to her by her Mistresses.

The most frequent task was to take part in videos for the twins to post and sell online. These videos had Ruby take part in all sorts of kinky scenarios, with her being subjected to all kinds if kinky fun, including being wrapped from head toe in tight pink tape, being strapped to a sybian with her arms in an armbinder behind her back, being placed in a straitjacket and legbinder before being placed in a padded cell, being walked around Vale in a bitchsuit, among many more activities.

Ruby had come to enjoy engaging in these videos, namely due to how her Mistresses would reward her afterwards.

Whenever these videos weren’t being shot or her Mistresses weren’t pleasuring their slave, Ruby was incorporated into a rubber throne large enough for both of her Mistresses to sit in, with Ruby herself essentially forming the back of the throne, with her head hidden by her Mistresses and her bloated belly sticking out, allowing her Mistresses to caress and rest on it, much to her delight. 

Whenever she was placed in the throne, it meant that her Mistresses had a client to work with. 

So far, this had happened three times, with a different client each time.

The first time the client was a red-haired chameleon faunus, who’s name was never spoken. She had been dressed up in a full body transparent latex catsuit, then a pair of cat ears were placed on her head before the twins strapped her to a wooden horse, where they alternated between licking her body and whipping it. All the while Ruby was able to watch as the girls skin shifted color, no doubt due to her faunus trait.

The second client was someone Ruby recognized, though she did not know her well, she knew she was a student at Beacon, a second year who led a team known as CFVY named Coco. Coco was clad in a latex suit, which from the neck to just below her chest was black, and was brown the rest of the way down. Coco’s arms were in an armbinder, and a black latex hood was pulled over her head, leaving only her mouth exposed. Her session consisted of her being placed in a sarcophagus-like structure and being teased and used by the Malachite Twins.

The most recent client had shocked Ruby, being someone Ruby had never expected to indulge in this sort of thing. 

That client was Glynda Goodwitch, and her sessions had consisted of Glynda being used and abused by the twins, being forced to worship their boots, mercilessly fucked with strap-ons, and ultimately being sealed in a vacbed and subjected to breathplay before being left to hang on the twins wall.

It was as Ruby watched these sessions unfold, a realization came over, that there was nothing wrong with enjoying these things. But that realization conflicted with the fact that Ruby Rose, the innocent leader of Team RWBY, would never do these sorts of things.

But Neopolitan did like these things, and since Neopolitan had said she was becoming Ruby Rose, then in Ruby’s tired and nearly broken mind, that meant that she was now Neo, and that she did enjoy the feeling of being covered in rubber and bound tightly.

Much had changed over the past few months, especially within the world of Weiss Schnee.

The once proud heiress of the Schnee Dust Company had become a servant to her younger partner, in exchange for her submission fetish to not be outed, and while at this point it was practically common knowledge, she had continued to abide by her agreement with Ruby, not protesting as she became both a maid and living bank account for her teammates. 

After a month or so of this, Ruby had “requested” that Weiss obtain a proper uniform, a simple white and blue ensemble that, with the exception of its shiny latex material, resemble a normal maid uniform, possessing short and puffy sleeves, a skirt that barely reached Weiss’s thighs, stockings that did reach her thighs, as well as a collar around her neck and the same gloves, cap, and apron Weiss had already begun to wear.

The outfit certainly wasn’t cheap, but in Weiss’s unvoiced opinion, it was worth it to please Ruby. In fact, pleasing Ruby was so important, that at her request, Weiss continuously bought new additions to her uniform, regardless of how pricey they were. As these purchases were made, Ruby slowly began taking an increasingly large amount of control over Weiss’s finances, which brought Weiss to where she was now: seated across from Ruby, with a contract in front of her that, if she were to sign it, granted Ruby complete and utter control of all aspects of Weiss’s life. 

Some would refer to such a contract as legalized slavery, and in truth, Weiss was one of those people. But, unlike those people, Weiss was more than happy to end her life as a heiress and live a life of submission under her younger leader, who was currently explaining what Weiss would be required to do under the contract.

“Of course, you’ll still continue your normal duties.” “Ruby” said as she pretended to read her copy of the contract. “Those being cleaning for us, doing our homework, and covering all of our expenses.”

“Yes Mistress,” Weiss responded, nodding respectfully.

“The new additions are that you will no longer be Weiss Schnee, heiress, and instead be Weiss Schnee, latex maid,” “Ruby” stated, “You’ll be required to dedicate yourself fully to your new role,” she said as she lowered the paper, looking at Weiss closely.

“I understand Mistress, and I’ll happily do so,” she said.

“Good,” “Ruby” said with a smile as she turned her focus back to the contract, again pretending to actually be reading it. “Finally, you’ll also be in charge of caring for our kitten.”

“Of course, I agree to all of those terms,” Weiss said.

“Wonderful, then just sign on the dotted line,” “Ruby” said with a grin as she watched Weiss pick up her pen and sign on the dotted line, showing no hesitation as she signed her life away, placing it in the hands of her leader, partner, and Mistress.

“Good girl,” “Ruby” said as she picked up the contract, grinning as she looked at Weiss’s signature. “I’ll leave you to your work then,” she said as she stood up. “Yang and I will be out until later this evening, and I want to come back to see all your tasks completed.”

“Of course Mistress, I’ll make sure everything is done before you return,” Weiss said, feeling a tinge of jealousy as she wished it was her going out with Ruby and not Yang. But, those kinds of thoughts distracted her, and when she was distracted, her Mistress became upset, and that meant Weiss would be punished, and so Weiss pushed those thoughts away as she watched her Mistress leave.

Almost immediately Weiss got to work and began engaging in her normal pre-contract duties, taking care of the teams ever diminishing laundry, cleaning the dorm, and doing the teams homework (“Ruby”,  with some effort, had manage to get Team RWBY switched to Beacon’s general education program). Once these were done, Weiss turned her attention to the team's ever growing collection of latex outfits, taking the time to polish and shine each and everyone of them, as well as fixing any rips she may notice.

It wasn’t long before Weiss finished going through the latex clothing her team had accumulated, leaving her with one more task to do before her Mistress returned, and that task was Blake.

Blake had recently changed for the better. While before, as Ruby had explained to Weiss, she had been in denial about her kinky desires and jealous of how her teammates embraced theirs, she had now decided to fully indulge and dedicated herself to living out her dream.

To accomplish this, Blake had begun to wear a tight black latex suit, black ballet boots, and a pair of black bondage mittens. Her arms and legs were placed in sleeves that kept them folded, forcing her to walk on her elbows and knees. A collar was securely locked around Blake’s neck, and a butt plug with a long, fluffy black cattail emerging from it had been shoved into her ass. Finally, to complete the look, a black latex hood was pulled over Blake’s head, one with openings for her cat ears, eyes, and for a ponytail, as well as having a foam piece that went over Blake’s mouth, giving her a cute kitty snout complete with whiskers.

Blake now spent the majority of her time in her crate, located right next to the bed that Ruby and Yang now shared, and whenever she was out of the crate, she acted like a happy kitten, purring and nuzzling up to whomever was closest to her. 

So, almost immediately after the crate was opened, Blake began rubbing up against Weiss’s legs, bringing a smile to her face as she led Blake over to her food bowl, removing the hood while she was at it, allowing Blake to scarf down the food Ruby had left out for her. Once Blake’s meal was done, Weiss crouched down next to rubber catgirl and began polishing her, an action that earned her a great deal of affection.

Unbeknownst to Weiss though, everything “Ruby” had told her about Blake was a lie. Blake had no desire to engage in any kink related activity, nor was she jealous of her teammates. 

What had really happened was that “Ruby”, or rather Neo, seeing as she had decided to drop her disguise, had drugged Blake and spent a night “reprogramming” the young woman by brainwashing her into acting like a domestic cat as well as enjoying rubber and bondage. In order to ensure that this work wouldn’t be undone, Neo had made sure that everything Blake ate was laced with drugs, that Blake was regularly pleasured in manners only possible via bondage, and that she was constantly gaslit by “Ruby”, Weiss, and Yang.

Yet despite Neo’s best efforts, she hadn’t completely erased Blake’s old self, instead merely sealing it away and forcing Blake’s true self to watch as “Ruby” turned her into nothing more than a pet.

The ex-huntress now known as Neo was in paradise.

It had taken three months, but there was now almost nothing left of Ruby Rose, aspiring Huntress, and in her place was Neopolitan, the masochistic and rubber loving gimp.

For the past month she had been in a constant blissful state of masochism, with everything her twin Mistresses did to her bringing her unparalleled joy, such as when they had intoruduced her to anal beads while she was bound with ass up in the air.

Currently, “Neo” was bound in a very tight, very thick, and very cozy inflatable sleepsack that left only her face exposed, and the sleepsack itself was suspended upside down from the ceiling, putting “Neo’s” face at the perfect level for being frequently kissed and licked by her Mistresses. 

“Neo” had been bound like this for over a day, loving each and every second of it while drifting in and out of a blissed out state.

“How cute, I think she’s sleeping,” Melanie said as she and her sister approached a currently conked out “Neo”.

“Absolutely adorable,” Miltia replied as she and her sister stopped on either side of “Neo”. “Now let’s wake her,” she said with a grin as she and her sister leaned forwards and began to slowly lick “Neo’s” face, only ceasing once they had both covered every inch in their spit. Of course, “Neo” awoke after the first couple licks, and had been happily groaning the whole time.

“Good morning slave,” Melanie said as she and her sister pulled back. “I hope you slept well,” she said, a smile forming on her face as “Neo” nodded. “Good, because we have something very fun to do with you,” she said as she and Miltia gently brought the sleepsack down from where it was hanging, followed by them releasing “Neo” from it.

“Come along,” Miltia said as she and Melanie guided “Neo” through their dungeon, towards the bed the twins shared, where both a strap-on and a dildo panel gag were laid out. 

“I think you’ll like this,” Melanie said as she retrieved the strap-on and, to “Neo’s” surprise, placed it around “Neo’s” crotch as Miltia placed the dildo gag over “Neo’s” other gag. “Today, we’re gonna make you into a living dildo,” she said just as Milita blindfolded Neo.

With “Neo” now accessorized, the twins gently got her laying down on the bed, watching as she shivered in anticipation of whatever her Mistresses were going to do.

What they did was exactly what they had said they would do, so as “Neo” laid there, the twins slowly lowered themselves down onto the two large rubber phallus fashioned to “Neo”, with Miltia claiming “Neo’s” face, and Menitas claiming her crotch.

At first the twins moved slowly, taking their time as they rose up and down, but gradually, they grew faster, and it wasn’t long before they had wrapped their arms around each other and pressed their lips together.

For “Neo”, this was a heavenly experience. After all, what could possibly be better than being used by her Mistresses for pleasure while they kissed on top of her? Granted, there was a part of her that wished she was more actively involved, but she was more than happy with her current situation, especially as she heard her Mistresses orgasm again and again while riding her, continuing on for god knows how long before finally ceasing, and even then, they remained on top of “Neo” for awhile before finally crawling off of her. 

While “Neo” did feel her Mistresses removing both the strap-on and dildo gag, neither said a word to her as they did so or as they led a still blindfolded “Neo” off of the bed and into a rubber lined suitcase she was promptly sealed inside of.

“Well, that was certainly fun,” Miltia said. A layer of sweat covered both her and her sister after the hours-long dildo riding session, which had elicited countless orgasms from both.

“It most certainly was,” Melanie said. “Shall we shower before we go deliver to the client?” she asked as she turned her gaze to her sister.

“Of course,” Mitlia said as she grabbed Melanie’s hand and began heading towards their shower. “I think I could still go a few rounds though,” she added with a grin.

“So can I,” Melanie said, returning the grin as the twins left “Neo” alone in the suitcase, unsure of what was happening but excited nonetheless, and completely unaware of the drastic change awaiting her.

In four months, Yang Xiao Long’s life had changed drastically, and for the better.

Her beloved little sister, who as a child had loved skinshipping with her, had returned from a fight with Neopolitan a changed woman, abandoning any reservations she had and embracing a lifestyle centered around latex and bondage.

Of course, the second “Ruby” had asked Yang to join in, she had agreed instantly, and over the course of four months had begun tanning her skin, straightening her hair, applying more makeup than she had ever used before, abandoning her exercise regime, and ridding herself of all her clothing, replacing them with pink latex outfits selected by her beloved little sister.

In short, Yang had become a bimbo, a brainless beauty that was constantly used by her little sister.

Even more exciting for Yang was that she wasn’t alone in submission to her beloved younger sister, as both of her teammates had joined in on their fun new life.

Weiss had turned from stuck up heiress into an obedient latex slave, now dressed constantly in a blue and white latex maid outfit that covered her completely, with a skirt that reached ankles, white elbow length gloves, cuffs on her wrists, a white corset around her waist, a white apron and white puffy sleeves, a pair of ballet boots, and a hood that covered Weiss’s face completely, with a blank expression painted on, rendering the former heiress into a faceless maid.

Blake had stopped living in denial, and had embraced her long buried desires, becoming the team’s adorable rubber kitten, and was currently resting her head on Yang’s lap, purring as her former partner scratched her ears.

Finally, Ruby Rose, her beloved little sister, her lover, and her Mistress was standing at the door, looking at her three submissives before addressing them.

“I won’t be long my loves,” “Ruby” said with a smile. “I’m going to be out for a bit, but when I return, we’ll have a new addition to our family.”

“Oh who’s it gonna be?” Yang asked, excitement washing over her at the prospect of someone new joining in on the team's fun.

“You’ll have to wait until I return to find out my love,” “Ruby” said. “Though, I will say you know them,” she added with a grin as she opened the door. “Now, don’t have too much fun,” she teased before heading out the door to go and retrieve the newest and final addition to her harem.

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“It’s been a long time, hasn’t it?”

“Neo” could only look in both confusion and awe at the figure in front of her. They were clad in a black and red latex ensemble, had long black hair with red bangs, several piercings, were fairly curvy, and possessed silver eyes.

Immediately “Neo” was reminded of her old life, her bad life, before she was reborn and embraced her love of rubber.

“Don’t worry about answering, I don’t really want to hear your voice,” the woman said as there was a sudden shift in her appearance. Gone was the long black hair and silver eyes, and in their place was long multicolored hair, with one half pink and the other brown, while her eyes were also brown and pink. 

“Since we’ve last talked, I’ve made some changes to your life,” Neo, the real Neo, said with a smile. “I’ve remolded your team into my personal rubber harem, switched all of us over to the general education program, and once this school year is done, I’ll be moving us to a nice secluded estate in Mistral,” she explained. “And as for you,” she said as she pointed a finger to “Neo”, “You’re the last piece I need to complete my collection, and will be rounding out my harem.”

A part of “Neo” felt dread over those words, not because of the fact that she would be enslaved by the woman who had destroyed her life, but because she didn’t want to leave her twin Mistresses behind. Yet, at the same time, part of her was excited at the prospect of having not only a new Mistress, but three other slaves to join her in torment.

“Before I introduce you to the rest of the harem though, you’ll be getting cleaned up, since your previous owners apparently didn’t bother to clean you at all,” Neo said with just a hint of disdain. “But before we do that, do you have anything to say?” she asked as she crouched down in front of “Neo” and removed the panel gag that had been fixed over her mouth for months.

Never one to disobey, “Neo” opened her mouth to say something, anything really, but nothing came out, not even a peep. At first, a feeling of dread washed over “Neo”. She could talk, she knew she could, but she’d seem to have lost it. Then, as quickly as dread set in, it was replaced with excitement. She couldn’t talk! She was almost completely mute! It was perfect! She was now even closer to being Neo than she was before!

“Well, isn’t that wonderful,” Neo said as a grin formed on her face. “You’ve been silent for so long you’ve lost the ability to talk, just like me,” she said. “That’s perfect, now I don’t need to worry about you trying to expose the truth,” she said as grabbed hold of “Neo” and began leading her towards the washroom.

When the bath was finished, Neo had laid out a new outfit for “Neo”, one fitting of the final member of her harem. The main part of the outfit was a white latex suit with pink highlights, similar to the one she’s initially dressed Ruby in, but with openings for the breasts, crotch, and ass. Brown latex opera gloves were also part of the outfit, and the final item was a new brown gwendoline hood with a built-in ring gag, to make it easier for “Neo” to use her mouth.

Dressing her kinky doppelganger had been an easy task, as months of restraint had weakened the former Ruby Rose to the point where Neo could easily use one hand to dominate her.

Now Neo, who had reactivated her Ruby Rose illusion, and “Neo” were in Team RWBY’s dorm, and “Neo” was finally seeing what had become of her team.

“The former Weiss Schnee,” “Ruby” said as she and “Neo” stopped in front of a faceless latex maid, who bowed while lifting her skirt at the mention of her (former) name. “My beloved partner who harboured both a crush and a desire to submit to me, both of which I reciprocated,” she said as she reached out and lovingly stroked Weiss’s rubber covered face.

‘Wow, so lucky,’ “Neo” thought, looking Weiss up and down. The idea of being stripped off everything that made you you was incredibly erotic in “Neo’s” mind, and it was even more arousing to think that it was something her former partner had desired.

“Ex-terrorist, or as she claimed, freedom fighter, Blake Belladonna,” “Ruby” said as she brought “Neo” forwards, stopping in front of Blake, who had been reduced by Neo to a cat-like state of mind, and complementing that state of mind was the latex cat outfit she wore, which forced her to crawl on her elbows and knees, unable to speak and reduced to meowing. “For a long time she suppressed her desires, but now I’ve allowed her to live them out.”

‘Oh. My. God.’ “Neo” thought as she looked down at Blake, who was sitting, looking back up at “Neo” with a curious expression. ‘She is so cute like this!’ she exclaimed mentally. ‘I had no idea the kitty wanted to be a kitty!’

“Finally, we have my beloved sister,” “Ruby” said as brought “Neo” to the dorms only bed, where none other than Yang Xiao Long sat with her legs crossed and a dumb smile on her face. “Since the last time you met her, she’s abandoned her lofty goals and settled for a life of mindless self indulgence.”

“Hell yeah I have!” Yang exclaimed happily. Her skin was now tanned, her hair was straightened, and she now wore a pink latex dress with long sleeves, a skirt that reached down to her thighs, and the word “Bimbo” written on the ass in bright blue letters. “And I can’t wait to play with you~” she said as she blew a kiss towards “Neo”.

‘Oh wow,’ “Neo” thought as she drank in Yang’s new look. When they were younger, more innocent, Ruby had enjoyed skin shipping with her elder sister, but as she got older it became embarrassing for her and they had stopped. Now though, she could be in tight rubbery embraces with Yang, and not have to worry about the embarrassment of being in such a scenario.

“I really hope you two get along,” “Ruby” said to “Neo” before turning her attention to the rest of her harem. “Alright, time for bed,” she instructed, and immediately Weiss got to work.

The first thing she did was grab a hold of Blake’s leash and start leading the catgirl towards her crate, which barely managed to fit her, not that she could complain about it though. Once Blake managed to squeeze her way into the crate, Weiss held up a remote and pressed the sole button on it, activating vibrators pressed against Blake’s pussy, causing her to start moaning as she attempted to lay herself down in the crate.

Once Blake was taken care of, Weiss turned her attention to the closet, where she retrieved a large red latex sleepsack that she began carrying towards the bed.

“I forgot to mention, at night, Yang and I sleep together,” “Ruby” said as she watched Weiss set the sleepsack out of the bed and unzip it. “It’s a very cozy sleepsack, partially made from my old cape,” she said as Yang crawled into it, making herself nice and cozy amongst the rubber. “Though you’ll be able to decide that for yourself,” “Ruby” said with a grin as she and Weiss grabbed a hold of “Neo” and brought her into the sack, where Yang immediately wrapped her arms around her.

“You’re pretty cute like this Neo,” Yang said as she pressed her lips to “Neo’s”, pushing her tongue into her open mouth as she pulled “Neo” in close, feeling her belly bump against hers.

“Now Yang, don’t hog her,” “Ruby” said teasingly as she slid into the sack, wrapping her arms around “Neo” as well as they shifted her position, getting her to lay on her back while they remained on their sides.

“Sleep well my loves,” “Ruby” said as Weiss began slowly zipping up the sack. Even when it was just “Ruby” and Yang in the sack, the rubber cocooned hugged them tightly, but with a third person added, the feeling of constriction became ungodly, which was just what “Ruby” wanted, with the three girls only having enough room to kiss either of “Neo’s” cheeks and softly rubber her bulging belly.

Next to the sleepsack knelt Weiss, who would remain there until morning came and it was time to open it again. As she heard the moans escaping from the sleepsack, she couldn’t help but raise her skirt and pull down the crotch zipper of her suit, and begin to masturbate, her arousal fueled by the sounds emanating from the rubber sack.

Inside the sack, whatever tiny sliver of resistance remained inside the head of the girl who had once been Ruby Rose wilted and died as both her older sister and the woman responsible for her torment licked and kissed her rubber covered face while rubbing her bloated belly, giving her more pleasure than she had ever felt before and a reason to never go back to being Ruby Rose ever again.