Hello all, so for those of you who haven't been frightened away by the title, I appreciate you're patience, for this fic will deal almost exclusively with OC Characters in the RWBY setting. There may be cannon characters featured alongside the OCs, but here, such OC characters as I decide to feature are the focus. The one-shots in this collection will vary widely in tone and content, but I'll try to remember content warnings for this – at least for the particularly disconcerting content like this first chapter. That said, some of the chapters hear may have more fluffy and normal-ish content, so in that sense, this will have a broader scope than the other one-shot collection.
That said, this chapter features an OC I've never worked with before, whose character and scenario was requested by a reader who would prefer to remain anonymous, and I decided to push it again. This chapter contains tentacle rape, double penetration, impregnation, and 'all the way through,' if you catch my meaning. If that makes you queasy, I understand, and encourage you to give this chapter a pass. I do hope the rest of you enjoy.
Shehaila Kozichi was a girl who knew what she liked; nice legs, cute little ass, and such a face… Shehaila licked her lips as she hit 'save' on her scroll, forever archiving that latest candid shot of Ruby Rose's face to her scroll. She smirked, adding that little extra sway to her hips as she made back for her dorm to enjoy her latest acquisition. Ruby was such a cutie, and just her size too… Shehaila adjusted her glasses, and then thought better of it and took them off, placing them on her dresser – she wasn't gonna need them… Even without her glasses, she kept right on undressing the picture of Ruby Rose with her eyes as she let her own skirt hit the floor, and her top soon followed, putting her petite, supple body onto full, private display for herself alone. She briefly posed in front of her mirror with a grin as she held the front of her bra in place with one hand and unclasped it with the other, letting the straps fall . She was blessed, it was true enough; svelte as she was, she liked to think that she boasted a pretty nice cup size, bigg enough to catch the eye, but just small enough that she could get away without a bra when she felt like it. But there was a limit to how much she could just admire her own body – no, it was time to get down to business – and so she let her bra drop and turned, to sit on the counter, her back against the mirror before mentally conjuring the little Rose in a similar state of undress, and with a satisfied smirk, Shehaila slipped her hand into her own panties…
"Oh yeah…"
As Shehaila let herself begin enjoying her private time, she let her eyes slowly shut, imagining that cute, innocent girl bending her over the counter and 'teaching her a lesson…' As she settled into her leisure activities though, Shehaila failed to notice the ceiling panels being lifted away above her, and by the time she did, it was far too late.
Shehaila's eyes snapped open as something wet and slimy dropped into her barely clothed lap, and she blanched at the sight of the writhing black creature sitting astride her panties. It was It was the size of a melon and covered in tentacles, and within moments, it had shredded her panties. Shehaila screamed and jerked, throwing the creature off of her and scrambling to get off the counter. She didn't get far; the instant her bare feet touched the bathroom floor, the creature had recovered, and a tentacle had surged upward, plunging into her pussy. She cried out as her core was forcibly spread and her limbs went slack, and it was all she could do to cling to the counter, doubled over with her face nearly pressed to the mirror.
"F-Fuck… no…" Shehaila stared into her own horrified eyes in the mirror as the tendrils wrapped around her thighs and that first wriggling appendage squirmed deeper inside her, all the while hauling the horrible creature's body back up onto her… "P-Please no…"
She'd heard of these things in Port's class, but she never actually thought they were real – much less loose in Beacon. Clearly though, her assumptions were wrong, as evidenced by the slimy black tentacles binding her thighs and wrapping around her stomach. She grunted as the tentackle in her pussy drove ever deeper inside her, forcing her cervix open with a painful thrust, but that was just the beginning. Shehaila gasped and her grip on the counter slipped as an even thicker tendril forced it's way up her ass, and she slipped down onto her knees. It was all she could do to hold her head and chest on the counter as she now straddled the writhing black creature between her legs, violating her body. Sheila trembled as she felt herself spreading around the thick, ribbed member extruding directly into her ass, working it's way up through her body with no intent of stopping. She whimpered as a bulge formed in her stomach and swiftly receded, only to have it bulge again as the first member began to fuck her in earnest, even as the larger shaft snaked its way through her insides. Inch my inch she felt as though she was being stretched and turned inside out she felt it worming about in the pit of her stomach, but despite the revulsion, Shehaila couldn't deny the constant pleasure of the experience… Her vision blurred as her walls pulsed around the tentacle fucking her pussy and she grunted as a dam broke inside her, literally and figuratively. Her stomach was visibly swollen now from the sheer length of the tentacle ensconced inside her, with still more and more being pushed into her asss, and to her horror, she felt the tip of the member, prodding at the roof of her stomach, and coiling within.
"N-No… No… NOOO-NNGH!"
Shehaila's head jerked back as the tentacle found its way into her throat, and then all at once plowed its way up her throat and forced her mouth open as it completed its passage through her body. It was at that moment that the creature was satisfied with its work, and a stream of hot seed erupted both into her womb and from the member emerging from her mouth, letting the sludge spurt and fall back onto her face and body. The creature pumped more and more through her, coating her boddy in his seed before he was done and began to withdraw. Shehaila shuddered as the hugely long member pulled back through her body and she was forced to swallow its seed as it went. By contrast, the member in her pussy yanked itself free of her body instantly, and the sheer rush of it forced her to cum, and by the time the last of it's ccounterpart was finally withdrawn from her ass, the defiled young huntress was cumming again, twitching on the floor, covered in seed as her violator slithered away. .
It was nearly a half an hour before Shehaila'd recovered even a fraction of her wits or strength, but when she finally did, hauling herself back onto her knees to look at herself in the mirror, she wished she hadn't. She was covered in white ooze, looking broken and used – and then her stomach began to churn… Grunting, Shehaila forced herself onto her feet , just intime for her stomach to fully turn over, feeling like someone had upended a hot, wet bag of sand inside her womb. She gasped as her belly began to bulge onto her counter, and her knees went weak again.
"T-The fuck… the fuck is happening to me…?" Shehaila gasped as her stomach rapidly bulged further, and she was barely able to remain standing as her abdomen rested on the counter and she stared into the mirror with mounting fright. Within minutes, she had gone from the slim, fit picture of a young huntress to a full-term mother, and her breath was soon stolen as a squirming black tendril pushed its way out of her cervix. Yelping in pain and pleasure as she dropped to her knees again, three more tentacles emerging into her birth canal, Shehaila trembled, walls pulsing in unwilling pleasue as ever more tiny little tendrils slithered out of her, groping at her folds and thighs for purchase before the first of the little monsters from her womb heaved itself out. Shehaila cried out and collapsed on the floor as she was forced over the precipice again, reducing her to a whimpering puddle on the floor in time for her second vile offspring to lurch out of her pussy. By the time the third was stretching her birth canal, Shehaila's tongue was hanging out of her mouth and she was twitching in surrender, slumped as the fourth and final Grimmling wriggled his way free of her body, leaving her collapsed on the floor in a whimpering daze.
"S-So… good…"