Note: Around three years ago, we started writing a story called Let Us Be Your Poison. It was our attempt at a serious RWBY Volume 1 rewrite, and we have spent three years carefully putting it together. Every plot twist, every character arc, every dramatic moment, and action scene is something we have poured our heart and soul into. We have worked so hard to make that story something we could be proud of. Every nice word someone ever said about it was pure elation, and every criticism was heartbreak. That was the thing we wanted to be our seminal RWBY work, and now, we are finally wrapping that story up, and we are putting all of our effort to make sure its fans get the best ending they possibly can.
So why are we talking about that RWBY story (which you should totally read) instead of this one? Because as of today, this fucked up perverted piece of absurdist nonsense officially has more hits than that one on AO3. This is now our most-viewed story ever. For fuck's sake.
Anyway, it's time for incest, muthafuckas! Enjoy!
Cinder looked at Pyrrha.
And Pyrrha looked at Cinder.
And Cinder looked at Pyrrha.
And Pyrrha looked at Cinder.
And Cinder looked at Pyrrha.
And Pyrrha looked at Cinder.
And Cinder looked at Pyrrha.
And Pyrrha looked at Cinder.
And Cinder looked at Pyrrha.
And Pyrrha looked at Cinder.
And Cinder looked at Pyrrha.
And Pyrrha looked at Cinder.
And Cinder looked at Pyrrha.
And Pyrrha looked at Cinder.
And Cinder looked at Pyrrha.
And Pyrrha looked at Cinder.
And Cinder looked at Pyrrha.
And Pyrrha looked at Cinder.
And Cinder looked at Pyrrha.
And Pyrrha looked at Cinder.
And then Neo cleared her throat.
"I'm sorry, am I missing some context here—"
"You fucking bitch!" Pyrrha cried, and she charged forward at breakneck speed, ready to cut Cinder's head off. Cinder's eyes glowed with fiery rage, and she pushed her arms forward and unleashed a massive blast of power that sent Pyrrha sailing back into the hallway, colliding with the opposite wall. Pyrrha didn't stay down for long; with a growl and a violent fury, she jumped back to her feet and clenched her fist out in front of her face. Cinder, feeling nothing, prepared to strike again when she suddenly heard Penny scream from behind her.
"Whoa! What the—"
Penny was yanked off the bed by the power of Pyrrha's polarity and slammed into Cinder's spine, sending them both crashing to the floor. Cinder struggled to push Penny off her, squirming beneath the robot's heavy mechanical frame. By the time Cinder freed herself, Pyrrha was on top of her, wrapping her hands tightly around Cinder's throat.
"Jesus Christ, hold on a second!" Neo cried in shock. "What's with the strangling all of a sudden?"
"You…you fucking killed me!" Pyrrha screamed, full of rage that she never knew she carried. "You fucking shot me through the heart and killed me!"
"Apparently…not…hard enough…" Cinder wheezed, struggling for breath as Pyrrha continued to straddle and strangle her. She shoved her Grimm hand into Pyrrha's face, but even that was not enough to stop the porn director's wrath.
"Wait…she killed you?" Neo stated, totally baffled. "But you're literally alive."
"I'm still working out the details of that!" Pyrrha admitted, though her confusion did nothing to soothe her rage. She buried her fingers deep into Cinder's neck, intent on snapping it in two, but she was stopped by a most unlikely source: Penny the Fuckbot, who grabbed Pyrrha from behind and pulled her away from the suffocating Fall Maiden.
"Calm down, Friend Nyrrha," Penny begged, planting Pyrrha several feet away and standing between her and her mortal enemy. "More bloodshed is not necessary. Cinder is a sex companion now. She will do no harm to us."
"Do no harm? Are you serious?" Pyrrha asked doubtingly. She had never shouted in anger at anyone before, but seeing the smug face of that one-eyed bitch awoke something truly awful within her. "Penny, she murdered you, too! How can you be calm about this?"
Penny cocked her head. "Well, technically, you killed me. She mainly arranged the circumstances. Also, I am an artificial intelligence. My memory banks were never destroyed. It would be incorrect to say that I ceased living."
"Who cares? I'm going to kill her," Pyrrha said with determination.
"What? No!" Neo said hurriedly, stepping between Penny and Cinder, who slowly pushed herself up to her feet, cock still erect from all of the fighting and thirsts for vengeance. "You can't kill Cinder. She's like my only friend!"
"Do I know you?" Pyrrha asked rudely.
"Uh, not really," Neo explained casually. "I was sort of there during the Fall of Beacon, but mostly in unrelated circumstances. There was this airship, and I got carried away on an umbrella like Mary Poppins."
"Whose Mary Poppins?"
"I don't know!" Neo screamed in frustration. "I keep making these references to things I don't understand! Earlier, I said Jesus Christ. I don't know what that means! Is that a person? A stew? A rock band? God, what the fuck is happening to me?"
Suddenly, Cinder's eyes went wide, and she placed her hand on Neo's shoulder. "Wait a second…Pyrrha Nikos surviving impossible wounds? You being able to see into other realities and steal their pop culture references? Everybody suddenly developing a passion for incest? Is…is it possible that these events are connected somehow?"
The suggestion of greater things afoot managed to distract Pyrrha from her revenge, at least somewhat. "Connected? What are you talking about?"
"This porn shoot. These feelings of lust and power," Cinder explained. "Something isn't right. None of us have been acting like our normal selves. Hell, Neo shouldn't even be able to talk, let alone make snappy references to outside events."
"Bitch, I've always been able to talk," Neo said, crossing her arms in frustration. "Though, now that you mention it, this pop culture thing is new."
Pyrrha gasped. "So, what you are saying is that my desire to get into adult film directing since my miraculous resurrection is out of character? That…actually, yeah, that does make a lot of sense somehow. Also, it is rather strange how I came back from the dead."
"This is all very confusing," Penny said, shaking her head. However, she soon grinned and threw her arms up into the air in celebration. "But what if we got rid of these confusing thoughts with a foursome?"
"No! No more sex!" Cinder said, growing deadly serious. "Something has happened to us all to turn us into intense perverts. Not that I'm necessarily complaining, but if this has other negative repercussions, we could all be fucked. More specifically, I could be fucked, and I don't get fucked. I do the fucking!"
"Cinder, what are you talking about?" Neo asked. Cinder grimaced seriously and spoke very seriously with her serious face.
"Girls…I think we're being played."
Cock.
Must have cock.
Weiss needed cock.
Inside her. Cock inside.
Inside cock.
Cock.
A brief semblance of a coherent thought snaped into Weiss's mind as she raced through the halls of her family's manor, dragging her anxious, large-tittied sister behind her. This is wrong, said the thought. This is so wrong. You just gave your sister a blowjob. You put her penis into your mouth. You bobbed up and down on it and then you nearly shoved it into your vagina. You are sick, Weiss. You are fucking sick.
That thought was dumb, Weiss decided. Very dumb. She shoved the thought back into her mind where it would no longer distract her. Stupid thought trying to keep her sister's dick out of her body. That big, meaty dick. Good dick. Good Winter dick. So big. Like a banana. Big, yummy banana in her pussy.
Normal brain. Stop. Stop running. Stop pushing your way past those sluts, Weiss. Stop trying to find your mom. Have some fucking dignity. It's not too late. It was only a blowjob. One tiny little blowjob. Winter never even came. Neither of you did. Sex doesn't count if one of you doesn't orgasm, right? That's how sex works. And since it wasn't in your pussy, that extra super doesn't count. You can call it quits now. Just call it quits. Call it quits you stupid fucking whore!
Yes, Weiss nodded. She was a whore. Good whore. Whores were good. She wanted dick. She wanted Momma's dick. Dickety dickety dick dick-a-roo. And yummy pussy too, all on her little whore tongue.
Stop it.
No.
Don't do this. Holy fuck.
Holy fuck! Yes! Fuck her holes!
No, not that! Oh, God, Weiss, please, I'm begging you! Don't be an incestuous monster. Think of your friends. Think of Ruby. Please!
But then, just as her normal thoughts were starting to make sense to her, Weiss arrived in the center of the Sea of Sluts. So many gorgeous women. making passionate love all around her. So many high cries and low moans of ecstasy. So many women were cumming all around her that even Winter had to stop and whistle in satisfaction. They had no idea how many of these women were lesbians coming in, but they certainly were now! Weiss couldn't allow herself to get too distracted. Sure, the sexy ladies gave her something to rub herself to in the meantime as she scanned the Sea for her target, but she couldn't let the appetizer spoil the entrée. She needed her meal. Thankfully, she soon found it.
Willow Schnee stood out from the crowd like a pure white goddess. Weiss never had the time to appreciate her mother's body before. She was always locked away in her study, drinking herself to death and wallowing in her failed marriage. She was always wearing these incredibly formal clothes that never showed off her figure. But as Weiss and Winter saw their mother now, she was standing bashfully alone in the center of the Sea, stripped bare and exposed for her daughters to see. Was she Kali Belladonna level hot? In fairness, no, though that was a ludicrously high bar to fill. She was slightly older. Her hips weren't as wide. There were light stretch marks on her stomach, and her heaving breasts sagged ever so slightly. The light tone of her skin brought out even the slightest blemishes on her flesh. She wasn't even fully prepared for the event; her hair was undone, and a small patch of white hair remained untrimmed above her sex, glistening with the faintest remnants of dried cum. But in all her imperfections, what was most clear to Weiss and Winter was the heaviness that she wore on her shoulders, the pain of raising three kids in a spiteful household, and the long, distant stare that revealed her inner vulnerabilities. She was imperfect, older, and wearier, a delicate thing not meant for the raucous crowd of the orgy. She was, unquestionably, the weary mother of the Schnee household. She was Weiss and Winter's mother, and she was beautiful.
Don't fuck her.
"Nah," Weiss said aloud, "I'm totally gonna fuck her."
Willow saw her daughters moving toward her, rushing through the crowd, and her immediate instinct was to cover up in shame. Her arm over her breast. Her other hand over her sex. She turned away to run, but Weiss caught up to her, dragging Winter behind, and Willow had to look away as her cheeks flushed.
"Weiss, Winter! Girls! Oh my—you shouldn't…um…"
"Mommy," Weiss moaned. "Mommy, you're here."
Weiss's eyes were glazed over, and though Winter looked more embarrassed by their circumstances, Willow didn't like how her cock—Oh, sweet God, why did Winter have a cock—was growing bigger as Winter's eyes couldn't take themselves off of her cleavage. Willow didn't like seeing her young daughters naked either, and she especially didn't like how she didn't mind what she was seeing. They were both beautiful in their own way: Weiss's petite frame contrasted with Winter's toned physique. Willow felt a subtle dampness on her palm as she pressed it into her pussy to shield it from her daughter's hungry gaze.
"Oh, girls, you shouldn't see me like this," Willow said. "It's not appropriate. It's not—"
Willow turned to leave, but Weiss shushed her and suddenly grabbed onto her wrists.
"Mom…it's okay," Weiss whispered, her lips parting slowly. Willow resisted her pull at first, but it didn't take much effort at all to pull her arms free from her gorgeous figure and expose the sexy, older body beneath them. Willow turned and closed her eyes in shame as Weiss's gaze traveled inch-by-inch down her figure. Willow was shivering in the cold, and in addition to the million tiny bumps that lined her skin, Weiss loved the way that her mother's perfect, dime-sized nipples stiffened and stood erect. Just for her. Willow pressed her thighs together, trying to shut her legs off, but the glistening skin between her legs didn't escape Weiss's lust either.
"Weiss, this is—"
"You're so beautiful, Mom," Weiss said softly. "You deserve so much better than dad. You deserve so much love."
"Weiss, this is…this is very wrong," Willow said. Weiss sighed lovingly and rested her head against her mother's breasts, her warm breath sending shudders along Willow's bumpy skin. Weiss could hear her mom's heartrate rise, faster and faster as Weiss leaned into the touch.
"No, it's not, Mom," Weiss said tenderly. "I love you, Mom. We both do. And we should share that love with each other. Share all of it. We've been apart for so long…"
Willow gasped as Weiss suddenly released her grip on her wrists, and those same smooth hands suddenly ran down along the crease of her back before boldly resting on her ass. Willow yelped as Weiss, without any warning or prequalification, squeezed her ass tightly, grabbing two big fistfuls and bouncing them up and down like weights in her palms. Weiss pushed herself even closer as her mother recoiled, and suddenly, Willow felt her knees pressing against something warm and wet.
"Weiss, please. I know the mood here is intense," Willow stammered. "B-But we shouldn't go this far. Winter, talk her out of it."
Before Winter could a word, however, Weiss just chuckled darkly.
"Oh, Mommy," she said, turning up to look her mother dead in the eye with a warm, relaxed smile. "I already sucked Winter's cock today."
Willow said nothing; her jaw could only drop open in astonishment. She didn't see as Weiss reached behind her and grabbed Winter's dick, massaging it with long, gentle strokes as she guided Winter behind her. The Huntress did as her body commanded, guided by mostly instinct. She took her place behind her sister, and Weiss dragged Winter's cock along the curve of her ass, sliding it down until she pressed the tip against her warm entrance.
"Mom, I want you to watch us," Weiss said with a quiet moan. "I want you to watch your daughters fuck each other."
Willow couldn't respond. This was wrong. So wrong. So very, very wrong. But she couldn't escape, and she couldn't say no. Weiss picked her head off of her tits, and pressed their foreheads together, forcing Willow to look her daughter in her icy blue eyes as she offered up her body to her own flesh and blood. Their lips were only an inch apart, and the only thing that kept them crashing together was the last shred of each of their moralities, both of which had been pushed to their absolute limit. They were in no place to commit this sin, standing in the middle of the foyer surrounded by hundreds of women who barely noticed them. They loved each other, yes, but this was certainly pushing things.
And yet, at the last possible moment where Willow could have stopped it, she did nothing. Nothing at all.
Willow couldn't see Winter enter Weiss directly, but she could see the expression on Weiss's face when she did. Weiss's mouth popped open with a gasp, and her eyes went wide as a breathless moan escaped her. Her mouth squeezed shut as Winter slowly pushed herself in deeper, and her face contorted briefly with pain as Winter faced resistance. But, as Winter forced herself in further, Weiss's face relaxed, and her lips parted again when she finally accepted Winter inside herself. Her eyes shut for a moment, and when they reopened, the glassiness was gone, replaced with alertness and a keen pleasure that pierced into Willow's mind. When Winter finally hilted herself inside, Weiss's mouth grew wider and wider, until her tongue flopped out of her mouth and a trail of spit slowly slithered down through the cleavage of their pressed-together breasts. No sounds escaped Weiss's lips except for a subtle, breathless panting, an overwhelming brilliance of finally being penetrated by a real person for the first time in her life. Weiss felt the tip of her sister's cock against her cervix, and at that moment, gazing into the eyes of the woman who gave birth to her, Weiss felt more complete than she had her entire life.
And then Winter pulled out to the tip, and slammed her cock in as hard as she could.
The force rocked Weiss to the core, and she was forced to wrap her arms snugly around her mother's waist for balance as her shaky legs gave out beneath her. Winter grunted as she pounded away at her sister's snug sex, the air being filled with the wet slapping of meat against her ass. Willow's gaze was locked with her daughter's as the younger Schnee was fucked senseless right there in the center of the room. Weiss's quiet moans turned into desperate screams as her senses were flooded with pleasure, and she could barely form a coherent thought, let alone successfully argue with herself that what she was doing was wrong. She felt Winter slam into her deeper, deeper, deeper, and she was certain that she was going to break over her sister's massive cock. She was breaking right now, and she loved every fucking second of it. Her mother's skin was growing warmer by the second, tender, and excited by the sight of seeing her two hot daughters screw each other two feet in front of her. Weiss refused to take her eyes off her mother's until Winter crashed into her pussy with a blow so powerful that it knocked her off balance. Weiss collapsed against her mom's tits again, only this time, she was no longer restrained enough simply to lie there. As Winter continued to fuck her as hard as she could, Weiss took the initiative to lean forward, and latch her mouth around one of her mom's erect nipples. Willow gasped with surprised pleasure as Weiss began sucking on her large tits like she was a baby breastfeeding once more. The only thing was that Willow did breastfeed her a very long time ago, which only served to make the experience even more dissociated—and turned on the darkest parts of her desires even more.
Willow finally broke her gaze long enough to look at Winter, and Winter met her eyes, though she was clearly out of it. She was breathing hard, almost violently pumping away at Weiss's pussy, though in the brief second the mother-daughter duo shared with each other, they thought the same thing. They were doing something neither thought was possible just a few months earlier. Their family had always been broken, twisted, their relationships fractured like broken glass in the mirror. But now, after all their trials and tribulations, they were here. The pair may have had their issues, but through Weiss's body, they were united again. Their emotional scars were a thing of the past. They each could admire the other's body, the other's spirit, and realize the love they could bring each other. It may have been unconventional, sure, but in that moment, that sick, sadistic moment of taboo incestuous pleasure, the two of them felt nothing but raw love and passion for each other. It was that raw love that caused Willow to find the strength to speak.
"Winter?" she said, her voice shaky.
"Y-Yes?" Winter gasped in response.
Willow spoke with authority. "Don't you dare think about not cumming inside her."
Her mother's words lit a fire underneath Winter's skin, and she suddenly began thrusting with even more vigor. She hooked her arms beneath Weiss's upper thighs and pulled her up off the ground, forcing all of Weiss's hips onto her cock. Weiss screamed and slumped forward, falling limply across Willow's torso. Her mouth slipped from her mother's nipple, but she refused to let go, sticking out her tongue and letting the warm, slick mass slide lazily across the sensitive bud. Willow rolled her head back and growled, grabbing onto Weiss's hair and forcing her daughter to look her in the eye once more. Weiss looked pathetic. Pleading. A slut in the purest form.
"Oh, Weiss," Willow moaned. "I'm so proud of you, dear. You're such a good Huntress."
Weiss nodded enthusiastically, switching breasts and slathering her tongue over Willow's other, unattended nipple. She felt Winter's cock stretching her out, filling her completely, sliding against her inner walls. Her pussy gripped Winter's shaft in a vice, yet she was so wet that Winter had no problem maintaining a steady pace. Winter felt her girth start to twitch, but she forced herself to hold off from her peak just a little bit longer. Every second inside of Weiss's burning center was like heaven, and she needed to savor it. The sensation around her cock was so powerful that she legitimately couldn't imagine her life without it. In fact, now that she thought about it, why would she have to give it up? She could fuck Weiss like this every day for the rest of her life; she could turn her sister into her own personal cumdumpster, and Weiss would eagerly run to her lap and spread her pussy for her any day she wanted.
And if she was pregnant, too? Winter almost forgot Weiss's plea to her in the bedroom. Knock her sister up. Yes. Of course. She was deep inside her sister, the throbbing tip of her dick brushing against Weiss's womb with each thrust. She had to fill that womb with her cum, infect her sister with her seed, make Weiss hers forever and ever. She hoisted Weiss up further, giving her some height and power before firmly ramming her sister's ass down onto her cock with so much force that Weiss let out a powerful cry and let go of the grip on her mother. Winter lost control and jammed herself as far into Weiss as she could, falling onto Weiss's back, heaving tits against Weiss's warm, pale flesh, and with a powerful moan, she came hard into Weiss, just as her Mommy wanted.
Weiss's eyes lit up as she felt something shooting inside of her. It was like lava flooding into her womb, seeping through every inch of her pussy, burning her from the inside out. Weiss's own orgasm triggered immediately. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and she threatened to collapse completely, but Willow held her upright by her ponytail. Willow gazed down as her daughters shared their climax together, and fell instantly in love with her children. They held each other closely, and while Winter twitching cock blasted rope after rope of cum into her sister's core, Willow's true fixation was on Weiss's face: her half-conscious, perverted little face. Her tongue was so cute as it flickered out of her soft lips and onto the underside of her left breast, and Willow could no longer contain herself. She cupped Weiss's cheeks, admired her beautiful features one final time, and then after a lifetime of waiting, sealed her love for her daughter with a forceful, sloppy kiss.
Weiss barely followed any of it. Her thoughts were nothing but sludge and ribbons. The only thing she felt was the hot, sticky fluid flooding her cunt, and the moist, writhing mass inside of her mouth. Willow didn't care that Weiss was unable to consent to the kiss—a mother always knew what was best for her children. She forced her tongue deep into the back of Weiss's mouth, facing no resistance as she licked every surface within the sweet orifice. When she clashed with Weiss's tongue, it wasn't so much of a battle as it was a slaughter. Weiss couldn't move her tongue at all, so Willow was left licking and massaging the organ on her own, wrapping her lips around it and sucking on it like candy. She tasted every sexual encounter from that night: Winter's pussy, Penny's cum—even the dried remnants of Ruby's sperm that had been deposited on her breasts and accidentally lapped up by her loving daughter. Winter, after feeling the remainder of her balls drain inside Weiss, looked upward to her mother and found what was to her the most amazing sight in the world. The passion through which Willow kissed her daughter was stronger than any regular lover, and when the minutes passed and their mouths finally part with long streaks of saliva threading their lips together, Weiss was left dumb and satisfied, and Willow beamed at her daughter with sadistic pleasure.
"Such good girls," she said with a sigh. Winter and Weiss only had one logical reply.
"Thanks, Mommy."
"You're welcome," Willow smiled. "Now…what do you say we kick this up a notch?"