Big Note: Well, this is the note that we never wanted to write.
The inherent problem with comedy is that you have to constantly progress. When you're dealing with a story like this that's so naturally absurd, you have to keep escalating in each chapter someway or else it all stagnates and becomes flat. We never put a lot of forethought into writing this. Like, ever. We wrote this as a one-off in 2019, then expanded it into a short six-parter, and over the pandemic as all of our issues began to pile up, we kind of just added to this story as we felt like it, getting crazier and crazier with each upload. We never really considered this a story that people were even supposed to enjoy. We always thought of it first and foremost as the thing to update when we were dealing with our anxiety or writer's block and needed to feel productive somehow. The idea that this nonsense is somehow the most viewed thing we've ever written is baffling to us.
It's been pretty clear for a while now that this story has run out of steam. We tried adding mystery elements, lore, rap battles; pretty much anything that would keep pushing and pushing. You can only tell the same jokes about fetishes so many times before it overstays its welcome. The sad truth of the matter is that we're not even burned out. You're burned out. And that's really disappointing to see. We wrote this pretty much because we thought it might give people an occasional laugh. We hope that it still does to someone out there. But after reading the overwhelmingly negative comments on the last chapter, we feel like it's not really doing that anymore. If no one else is happy reading this, we aren't going to be happy writing it, even if it is dumb crack smut.
So, after thinking it over, we decided: we're ending this story.
That's right: the never-ending smut train is coming to a stop. We're taking it behind the shed and Old Yellering it (spoiler alert for Old Yeller). We weren't really expecting to do this now, especially since we're also simultaneously ending our other massive RWBY story right now. Having to dip out of our two biggest contributions to this fandom at the same time is weird. Then again, writing both of these stories at the same time has been weird considering they have as much in common as a ham and chocolate sandwich. That's a shit analogy. Sorry about that. But yeah, we're going to listen to our audience and shut this thing down. Maybe if we get really fucking bored or need a serious pick-me-up in the future we'll pick it up again, but that doesn't really seem likely. You can consider this done.
But not yet. Because we don't just end things. We have plotlines. Character arcs. Drama and action. There's still plenty of things to wrap up in this collection of degeneracy that can generously be called "fiction". So, if we're fucking ending this thing, we are ending it hard. We're going to give you all the most insane, depraved, sluttiest, filthiest, Yang's Eternal Hotness-est finale that we can possibly think of and you could ever ask for, and we're going to be doling it out over a series of super-sized chapters. This is Yang's Eternal Hotness, baby: the story where Ruby fucked a spongecake and incest is more common than in Alabama. If we are ending it, it's going out with a bang...pun very much intended.
So strap yourself in, perverts. This is...the BIG. GAY. FINALE. Enjoy...
Okay.
Questions.
"What…what the fuck?"
That was Weiss's first question.
The twin Rubies looked at each other like they were staring at their own reflection. It was how she supposed she would feel if she ever had a twin sister—not like the sister who literally murdered her earlier in an incestuous bloodlust. They checked each other all over, from their wiggling toes to their matching bangs to the exact shape of their curvy hips. It was truly an exact replica, one that completely baffled them as to how it was done. Fortunately, or maybe unfortunately, Cinder Fall was right there, proudly smirking as she walked up to her creation. She wrapped her demonic arm around Ruby's shoulders, pulling the young Rose in close, and the recently-resurrected Ruby shuddered at the thought of what was going on inside the Fall Maiden's twisted skull.
"Everyone, I would like you to meet Ruby Rose," Cinder said evilly. "The real Ruby Rose."
Weiss gasped and growled. "W-What? What do you mean? The real Ruby Rose is right here." To punctuate her point, Weiss pulled in the other Ruby into a big hug, squishing their boobs together as she stared with a vicious gaze toward Cinder on the other side of the room. The Fall Maiden was undeterred. In fact, her confidence only grew as the other women and the two powerful Goddesses watched on with great interest.
"That's what you may think, but you're wrong," Cinder explained. "Your Ruby is merely an illusion—a soul plucked from another world and materialized into a false body. My Ruby Rose is made from the original thing. I have restored the synapses of her brain and gave life to her beating heart. She has all of the original parts and pieces that have been resuscitated with my powers."
Ruby stuttered fearfully. "W-Wait a second. What do you mean your Ruby?"
Cinder laughed wickedly. "Oh, isn't it obvious? This is my ultimate revenge. I'm going to make you into my sex slave."
"Sex slave?" shouted Weiss fearfully.
"Sex slave?" shouted Ruby fearfully.
"Sex slave?" shouted Ruby fearfully and also excitedly.
"Yes," Cinder cackled. "You will be my personal sex pet to torture and punish as I see fit. I will be able to fulfill whatever twisted desire I come up with and inflict it onto your body with no restrictions. And that's the keyword there: no restrictions. Previously, if I wanted to torture you, I knew that I would have to hold back as to not ruin the fun too soon. However, with this new power…why, I could break you however I like."
Ruby's knees started to grow weak. Weiss and Other Ruby glared at her in shock as her mouth dropped open. They couldn't tell if she was horrified or aroused. "B-B-B-Break me?"
Cinder waved her arm out in front of them, grinning with evil potential. "Think about it. I don't just have to beat you. I can kill you. Destroy you. Literally split you in half with a giant cock. And no matter how much it hurts, no matter how much you beg me to stop, no matter how many times you perish, you'll just keep on coming back to life. I can defile you however I please. I'll fuck you till you drop dead and then fuck you some more. Hell, I can even force you to make out with your own severed head. I'd ask you how that sounds, but it looks to me that I already know how you feel about it."
Cinder's Grimm arm suddenly snaked down and pressed tightly against Ruby's sex, their slimy black texture pressed firmly into her juices. Ruby's silver eyes lit up with pain and pleasure. Yes, it was true that Cinder was a total bitch. Yes, Cinder forced her to make out with her mother's decapitated head. And yes, Ruby was desperately trying not to be a sex addict anymore. However, Ruby's longstanding schoolgirl crush couldn't help but slowly rise back to the surface. Of course, her true goal was to spend eternity with Weiss, the unquestioned love of her life. But being Cinder's obedient pet sounded like a pretty good ride, too. She could picture all of the kinky shit that Cinder and her Grimm powers could put her through, how she could be bent and stretched and scratched and clawed and tased and burned. It would be a rough time. A very rough time. There was a nascent part of her that said that making out with her own head was wrong, but what was it that her mother always said when she didn't want to eat her veggies? Don't say something is bad until you've tried it? She was torn between her heart and her pussy, and she suspected that was exactly what Cinder wanted. If she had fully refused, she wouldn't be able to show signs of pathetic reluctance during her beatings. If she was into it, Cinder wouldn't be able to get off from torturing her. By being torn, she was arguably at her most emotionally vulnerable, and it left Cinder the perfect room to get inside her head and fuck with her even more. Half-begging for it and half-begging against; the perfect state for a whore like herself to suffer.
However, while Ruby wasn't sure if she was for or against it, Ruby had definitely made up her mind. Granted, most of that clarity came from the ecstasy of having Weiss's nipples rubbing against hers, but it was still clarity. She pointed angrily at Cinder and Ruby, teeth gritted.
"Hey! You're not going to turn me into a sex slave!" Ruby declared.
Ruby shuddered, confused. "T-Thank you…or maybe…"
"No! No maybe!" Ruby cried. "Remember what you've gone through…or what I've gone through? We've gone through? The point is, I decided that I wasn't going to be a kinky freak anymore. You'll be damned if I let me do that to yourself, so you better make up my damn mind!"
"I am making up your mind though!" Ruby said defensively. "I mean, it's my decision. You can't tell me what you do."
"You most certainly can," Ruby countered. "You can absolutely tell myself what we can or can't do to yourself. It's me! And you! We're us! Us don't do things I don't want you to do to myself!"
Despite the Rubies' arguments, Cinder just cackled dismissively. "Who gives a shit what you think? You're not even Ruby. This is Ruby."
It was Weiss's turn to speak up, squeezing Ruby even closer against her chest. "What are you talking about? This is Ruby right here! She has Ruby's soul! What's more Ruby than that?"
"How about her mind?" Cinder declared, curling two fingers up into Ruby's pussy, causing the young Huntress to shudder and go stiff. "I have Ruby's brain. That's all humans are. We are minds who take the form of flesh in order to interact with the world."
"But minds are just the material vessel for the soul!" Weiss stated, digging her fingernails into Ruby's back. "When we pass on to the next life, our material is left behind, but the immaterial carries on into a new existence. Thus, since my Ruby is an immaterial soul given material form, she is virtually indistinguishable from the original point of existence! Hence, real Ruby!"
"Ha! What a crock of shit!" Cinder declared, claiming Ruby by giving her a long, slow lick from her chin to her cheek, savoring the taste of her fearful flesh. "The soul is just philosophical mumbo jumbo. We're just cells and muscles and electrons! Life has no meaning in this universe! All we can trust is the physical world, and in my Ruby's head is the actual tissue which was used to store her memories and emotions and feelings. Think about it via anecdote: If you have a computer and you copy all of its software onto a different computer, it doesn't suddenly become the original computer even if it has a copy of the same data. The computer is the hardware, aka the body! I have the body, so I have the real Ruby!"
"That's not even a good analogy, though!" Weiss protested, giving a big squeeze to Ruby's butt to show her authority over her. "Humans are more like DVD players. You need hardware to run, but the actual thing of substance is the DVD, aka the program within! You can put that DVD into whatever player you want and it's still the same fucking DVD! All the Goddesses did was take the Ruby DVD and shove it into another body. Hence, the actual internal substance is the thing that matters the most, so my Ruby is the real, original Ruby!"
Ruby murmured. "I'm not a DVD. I'm Ruby."
"Actually, I'm Ruby," said Ruby.
"No one fucking cares what you think, Ruby!" Cinder hissed.
"Hey, don't insult me like that," said Ruby.
"I'm not insulting you. I'm insulting her," said Cinder, gesturing to Ruby.
"But she's me," said Ruby. "We're Ruby."
"No, you're Ruby," said Cinder, rolling her eyes. "You just said that."
"I did?"
"Yes."
"I thought she did?"
"Who did?"
"Ruby."
"You?"
"Her."
"But she's not Ruby. You're Ruby."
"I am Ruby."
"No, she isn't!" cried Ruby. "I'm Ruby!"
"Yes, she's Ruby!" said Weiss. "That's not Ruby at all! That's a computer!"
"Wha—how am I a computer?" asked Ruby.
"That's a metaphor!" said Weiss.
"I thought it was a DVD?" said Ruby.
"The computer?"
"The metaphor."
"No, in the metaphor, you are the DVD."
"Can't I just be Ruby?"
"You are Ruby."
"No, in the metaphor."
"I'd rather you be Ruby in real life."
"Well, she isn't!" Cinder declared. "Because this is Ruby!"
"And not a computer!" Ruby said proudly.
"No," Cinder groaned. "You are the computer."
"Huh? I thought I was Ruby?"
"You are."
"In the metaphor?"
"Right now."
"Right now in the metaphor?"
"No, right now in real life."
"But in the metaphor, I'm a computer?"
"Yes."
"And she's the DVD?"
"Yes."
"And we're both Ruby."
"You're Ruby."
"But in the metaphors, we're both Ruby."
"Yes."
"But not in real life."
"No."
"Because I'm Ruby."
"Precisely."
"That's what I thought."
"But I'm Ruby!" protested Ruby.
"No, I'm Ruby!" said Ruby.
"No, I'm Ruby!"
"I'm Ruby!"
"I'm Ruby!"
"I'm Ruby!"
"I'm—"
"Oh, for the love of Christ, shut the fuck up already!"
Ruby, Weiss, Cinder, and Ruby all suddenly became very silent. It was never a good sign when an angry voice at them yelled out from the crowd. However, they had done such a successful job at hogging the spotlight in the center of the room that it was only a matter of time before they pissed someone off enough to yell at them. That specific person happened to be Neopolitan, still bound to the floor in webbing and under five feet tall, and yet carrying enough rage in her little voice to echo across the entire mansion. The Goddesses crossed their arms and observed the criminal leader as she gritted her teeth and snarled at her former allies and enemies.
"Do you think you can cut it with this fucking Abbott and Costello shit already? Oh my god, it's nothing but fucking yakety-yak with you bitches! We all know how this is going to end, right? It's fucking obvious. You can't settle which of these Rubies is the real one by doing some introspective philosophical bullshit. We all know that the real Ruby Rose has a certain set of defining characteristics that can't be replicated! She's a kind, pure soul who seeks to help others. She cares about her family and friends. Most importantly: she's the most fucked-up slut out of every goddamn person in this mansion. If you want to figure out who the real Ruby is, why don't you have another sex contest? Whichever Ruby is the best fuck will be declared the real one, and that's that! Now can you please stop arguing and move on with your stupid revengeful lives?"
Weiss and Cinder and Ruby and Ruby looked at Neo, and then at each other, and then they all gave a collective, understanding nod. Really, the answer was quite simple all along. Weiss thought her Ruby was real. Cinder thought her Ruby was real. Both Rubies thought themselves real. They just had to bang each other. Really, it was just as easy as that. Though Ruby and Weiss and Ruby had been trying to avoid sexual encounters, they didn't see any real harm in having sex with each other. Like, it was only for one night. What was the worst that could happen? Besides, they had been trying to spend some time with each other all day, only to constantly get interrupted by incest, or sponge cakes, or robots, or some other wacky nonsense that stopped them from spending quality time together. Finally having sex with each other would serve as the perfect capstone for the night.
Plus, Weiss really wanted to sandwich her face between two Rubies.
"Sex contest?" Weiss asked eagerly.
"Sex contest," said Cinder.
"Sex contest," said the Rubies.
The four young women suddenly sprinted off deep into the mansion, Weiss and Cinder leading the way and dragging their Rubies behind them as they tried to find an empty room somewhere. The audience watched them leave with a sigh of relief, and Neo bowed her head in shame. Fucking whores, she thought to herself. Really, they weren't worth the trouble anymore. She needed to remove all other distractions from what was going to become her career in stand-up comedy. She figured that was her only natural goal in life. Someone as hilarious as her couldn't go back to a life of crime. Oh no. She needed to spread her talents to the world. She would become a master at referential humor, and if people didn't get her jokes, she would stab them with her umbrella knife until they got the fucking joke.
The Goddess floated above the room aimlessly. They had to admit: they didn't see that one coming. One might assume that being Goddesses, they actually knew which Ruby was real. One would assume wrong. This shit was way above their head. They were sex gods, not philosophers. They just assumed that whatever conclusion Cinder and Weiss reached would be universally accepted. They would make sure to keep a close eye on that as it occurred. However, while the conversation between Ruby and Cinder and Ruby and Weiss had happened, the Goddesses were unaware of a different conversation that was happening at the exact same time. A conversation that would change everything…
"Sex slave?" shouted Weiss fearfully.
"Sex slave?" shouted Ruby fearfully.
"Sex slave?" shouted Ruby fearfully and also excitedly.
Kali couldn't roll her eyes any harder. This night had descended far past anything she ever thought it would be. She had a simple invitation to join an orgy, and she decided that it would be fun to check it out because it reminded her of her wilder high school days. She wasn't expecting all of this talk of Gods and sex slaves and sex contests and murder. She most certainly wasn't expecting to watch her only child get her brain fucked out by tentacles directly in front of her. It was honestly a bummer. Plus, it was getting really uncomfortable lying on the floor. A woman with breasts her size couldn't lie on her stomach for a prolonged period of time without starting to get sore.
"You know, this wouldn't have happened if you just slept with Blake."
Kali wasn't expecting to hear someone directly complaining about her, especially not so close. Though the webbing was thick, Kali was able to crane her neck to the left. There, she saw Ilia Amitola lying on the ground next to her, pouting something fierce.
"Excuse me?" Kali asked innocently.
Ilia sneered at her. "This whole thing happened because you didn't want to fuck Blake."
"Now, hang on one moment, young lady," Kali said defensively. "You cannot seriously blame me for all of this."
"If you just had sex with her once, she never would have tried to join Salem," Ilia noted. "She never would have gotten captured, and she wouldn't be getting her mind destroyed by tentacles. The love of my life is literally going to die, and it's all your fault."
Kali clenched her jaw. "That…that is just absurd. You cannot be mad at me for not wanting to have sex with my own daughter. You should be blaming Blake for all of this. She's the one that chose this route in the first place because she couldn't get her urges under control."
"Of course, she couldn't get her urges under control. Look at you!" Ilia exclaimed. "You're the hottest woman in Remnant. Everyone wants to have sex with you. Can you really blame her?"
"I'm her mother."
"And when has that stopped you?"
Kali was taken aback. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"I mean, you're like a mother to most people. You were like a mother to Yang and you fucked her. You were like a mother figure to Ruby and you fucked her. You had sex with everyone in this mansion, letting them bukkake all over your face, screwing everyone close to Blake—and yet, when it came down to just having sex with your own daughter, you chickened out as if that was the most morally reprehensible thing you could do and not fucking all of her teammates right in front of her."
"We are related by blood, Ilia," Kali explained. "Do you know how wrong that is?"
"No, I don't actually!" Ilia shouted at the cat MILF. "The only reason it's bad to have sex with people in your family is a fucked-up gene pool, but you weren't going to have kids with her! No one is going to get pregnant from you sitting on her face."
"I literally raised her," Kali said painfully. "Do you know how awkward it is seeing her act like this? Every time I look at her, I can't help but see the little girl who tripped and scraped her knee on my front porch, or the child who used to play hide and seek with me. She is my child, and I can't just see past that."
"But why not?" Ilia protested. "Blake isn't a little girl anymore. She's a young woman well above the age of consent. She's an adult now, and you have to be able to let her make her own decisions. Can't you see her as she really is instead of the girl she used to be?"
That was a request that Kali hadn't considered. See her as she truly was? In fact, it may have been impossible. However, given her circumstances, Kali decided that she had no choice but to try.
And when Kali once again looked at Blake under this new light, she saw…a woman. A woman who was in pain. A woman who longed for the touch of another. A woman who had been denied so many things over the past week that she had hit an emotional breaking point. She was Kali's daughter, yes, but being suspended in midair, legs spread, chest heaving, and brain penetrated, Kali was able to somewhat understand her troubles. In fact, she was able to understand her problems more than Blake could ever realize.
Of course, she recognized her daughter's beauty. That was never in question. Her daughter had her genes, after all. If anyone was going to grow up into an attractive young woman, it would be her. Kali had noticed Blake blossoming a long time ago, and she was always somewhat careful not to be caught sneaking a glimpse of her child's growing chest. When Blake had twerked in front of her face, Kali had to fight not to bury her face directly into Blake's ass. When she had spanked Blake earlier in the night, her heart skipped a beat every single time she struck Blake in the rear. And, unfortunately, watching her participate in the Slut-Off managed to stir some filthy thoughts within her that she would never let down. Those thoughts had built steadily, and before, Kali was always able to relieve herself through someone else during the orgy. Fucking all of Blake's teammates? That was just a distraction, a way to lie to herself to trick her into denying what was in front of her all along. And yet…she knew that there was a boundary between them. If that boundary was crossed…
But now, now it maybe didn't matter anymore. Maybe Blake was about to be lost forever. She was not going to be a mother no matter what happened from here on out. She had to consider that she may have been forced to make a choice: lose herself, or lose her child.
"Look," Kali said regretfully. "Blake…Blake should be with you. That's the best thing for her. She needs someone like you, who's compassionate and her own age."
"You don't think I've been trying!" Ilia said bitterly. "I've been trying to get with Blake my whole life, but I think I just have to face facts. Blake is never going to love me. No matter how desperately I try to reach her, the only thing she wants is to be with you. I think that if I really love her, I have to do what makes her happy. That's why I've been trying to hook you two up so badly. Once you two bang, I think I can finally move on with my life. I can live my life knowing that Blake got to be with the woman who made her the happiest. That's what is most important to me."
Kali bowed her head. Ilia was a good kid. Always had been. Blake must have been proud to have such a loyal friend by her side. Kali promised herself that when all of this was over, she'd go down on Ilia as repayment. The girl deserved something raunchy.
"Sex contest?" Weiss asked eagerly.
"Sex contest," said Cinder.
"Sex contest," said the Rubies.
The four young Huntresses sprinted off somewhere else into the mansion, and the foyer had once again returned to a peaceful quiet that hadn't been seen since the beginning of the night. The Goddesses seemed unsure of what to do with themselves, and some more quiet murmuring broke out among the captive women. Kali looked around, wondering if anyone else was going to speak up and voice their concerns. With Blake still bound in tentacles and the dawn fast approaching, Kali realized that her opportunities were running out. If she was going to save Blake's life, she had to do it now.
The Goddess of Lust stretched her arms over her head. "Well…I guess that's that. There's nothing really else to do but—"
"I have a request!" Kali suddenly screamed in shame. The Goddesses took notice of the MILF's call, and quickly hovered down in front of her face, eager to hear her pleas.
"What is it that you seek?" the Goddess of Lust asked intently.
Kali cringed, closing her eyes and trying not to notice the women staring at her. She took a deep breath, steadying her nerves. "I…I need you to free Blake from her tentacles."
The Goddess of Hate did not have eyes. If she did, she probably would have rolled them. "Not going to happen."
"Why not?" Kali asked desperately. "I thought you were kind rulers."
"Kind and sexy rulers," the Goddess of Lust clarified. She flew over towards Blake, resting her hand on her chin as she observed Blake's pained face up close. The tentacle slid easily in and out of her earlobe, soaked in some kind of clear liquid. What clear liquid was it? The Goddess didn't want to think about it. But it was hot. "Look, I have to know how this ends. A Faunus's mind filled to the brim with semen? Will it kill her? Turn her into an even more filthy sex addict? My curiosity is killing me."
"But Yang is right there!" Kali said, eyeing the feisty, one-armed blonde who had also been getting her brain tentacled. Her face was notably more contorted in pleasure than Blake's was, although it was hard to tell if she was legitimately enjoying this more or if her mind had just been that thoroughly destroyed by the pumping. Either way, Kali felt bad for selling out Yang so hard, but then again, she also murdered her own sister, so like…fuck her, she guessed.
While Kali certainly had a point, the Goddess of Hate seemed unimpressed. "I don't see why they both can't have the tentacles cum in their brains. What's the downside? Science experiments are supposed to be peer-reviewed."
"I agree," said the Goddess of Lust. "I mean, we'd be giving up something incredibly special. The only way we'd do that is if we could get something even more special in return."
Kali had suspected that they were going to say something like that. She just felt even fucking worse about what was coming next.
"I…I know," Kali said sadly. "That's why I have a proposal for you."
"Oh?" the Goddess of Lust against with a knowing laugh. "And what will that be?"
Kali sighed, shamefully regretting the words as they came out of her mouth. "If you free Blake from the tentacles…I'll have sex with my daughter."
The entire room gasped in horrified shock.
Okay, not really horrified shock. Like, kind of aroused shock.
And not really even shock all that much. Like, who hadn't seen this coming?
"You want to have sex with Blake?"
Yes.
"No," said Kali passionately. "But if it means saving my daughter, then I'll have sex with her. I'll have the kinkiest, horniest, sluttiest sex I can possibly have with her. It'll be everything you've ever wanted. Just…just please help my daughter."
The Goddess of Lust looked at the Goddess of Hate, and the Goddess of Hate looked at the Goddess of Lust, and together they looked at Blake. She looked a little bit like a person whose brain was literally being destroyed by tentacles. It would be quite sexy to watch it conclude in the way it intended, cum being pumped into her brain like a firehose, spilling out of her nose and eye sockets. It would have been very damn hot. But also…
Kali?
Blake?
Incest?
Hells to the motherfucking yeah!
The Goddess of Lust snapped her fingers, and the tentacle that was in Blake's head paused before suddenly, violently retracting out of Blake's brain with a loud shlick! Blake's face tightened and her eyes went wide as the tentacle curled and finally removed itself from her head, dripping with thick, clear liquid. The rest of the tentacles suddenly vanished, and Blake seemed disoriented as she plopped limply onto the floor. The Goddess of Hate loosened the restrictions on Kali, and once the MILF was free, she sprinted over to her daughter, picking her up and resting her head on her lap. She tenderly brushed her hand down Blake's cheeks, and Blake coughed and groaned as she struggled to come to.
"Ugh…oh fuck…" Blake said, her ears ringing.
"Blake, sweetie. It's okay. I'm here for you," Kali said tenderly, smiling down on her little girl.
Blake didn't really hear her mom all that well. Her ear was bleeding and her head was swimming. She hadn't actually heard anything from the past ten minutes due to the intense sensation in her brain. Her clit had swollen against her will, and she was pretty sure she now had some sort of mental disorder. It was so bad she couldn't properly enjoy laying on her mother's milky thigh. Yet, just seeing her mom being there for her was enough to make her smile.
"Hey…mom?" Blake said weakly. "I have something I need to tell you. See, I—"
"Shush, dear," Kali said, placing a finger to her daughter's lips. "Before you say anything, there's something I need to confess, too."
"There…there is?" Blake said tiredly.
"Yes. You see, Blake, the reason why I didn't want to have sex with you isn't because I was ashamed of incest. The honest truth is…I had a sexual relationship with my parents when I was younger."
Blake shook her head, confused at her mother's statement. "Wait, what?"
Kali blushed as she looked away in shame. "Yes, it's true. I had a longstanding crush on my parents growing up. It's so awful to admit. Once I turned eighteen, I made my move toward them, and to my surprise, they accepted. At first, it was great. We spent a lot of time together. I mean, a lot of time together. We had such intense sex that people on the other side of the island would file noise complaints. I performed every act they wanted me to without a second thought, and I thought that my life was as good as it could ever be. But you see, what I didn't realize at the time was how it had destroyed the precious bond we had. I couldn't relate to them on any emotional level aside from sucking dick or eating pussy. We became distant and cold toward one another. Eventually, I got numb to all the sex. We ran out of things to explore and it became tired and stale, and when I took a long look at what we had left afterward, I realized that there was nothing there anymore. No love. No lust. Nothing. I had ruined what I had with my family, and in the end, I was forced to leave me home, unable to feel anything at all. I've known that you wanted to have a sexual relationship with me for some time, but I've been so scared of crossing that boundary between us. I didn't want to destroy what we had the same way I destroyed what I had with my parents. It was my fear that stopped us from making love. Not you."
Blake was amazed. Firstly, because it turned out that her brain was still able to process the basic components of human language. Secondly, though, she was surprised at her mother's intentions. She always thought that the guiding morality behind Kali's actions was rooted in some deep Faunus culture. But having a sexual relationship with her own family? Blake guessed she shouldn't have been surprised. Her mama was a sex freak. Of all the crazy shit she was into, Blake should have suspected that she experimented with incest at some point in the past. Why Kali was telling her this now was beyond her, but finally hearing the truth did make her heart sing. Still…
"I'm sorry," Blake said with a soft smile. "But actually…that's why I need to tell you…"
"Yes?" Kali asked, holding her daughter in her lap. Blake nervously swallowed, trying to gather her literally scrambled thoughts.
"I…" Blake admitted. "I don't think I want to have sex with you anymore."
Kali blinked.
Then she blinked again.
"I'm sorry, what?"
Blake shrugged and sheepishly told her mom the truth. "Yeah, so…I think that tentacle kind of fucked with my libido. It kind of removed all of my fetishes."
Kali stared wide at Blake.
"So…you're saying you don't want to have sex with me?"
"Not really."
Kali stared deeper.
"Not…like, like not at all?"
"Nope."
"You don't want to fuck me."
"I'd rather not."
"Not even like…like a little bit of facefucking?"
"No."
"Or fingering?"
"I really think I'm done with sex for a while."
"Done completely?"
"Yeah…"
"Oh."
"Yep."
Kali looked at Blake.
And Blake looked at Kali.
And Kali looked at Blake
And Blake looked at Kali.
And then, Kali slowly began to laugh.
And then Blake began to laugh.
Both nervously. Very nervously.
"That's, um…that's great to hear!" Kali said with an awkward sigh.
"Yeah. I thought you'd be happy," Blake said proudly. "No more incest!"
"Y-Yes," Kali said uncomfortably. "I'm…I'm so happy that you don't want to have sex with me."
"I know you are," Blake said fondly. She reached up and gently caressed his mother's cheek, giving it a daughterly, non-incestuous pinch. Kali returned the favor, smiling as she placed her hand on her daughter's cheek. She rested it there for a long moment as Blake basked in the glow of their new relationship.
And then, Blake noticed that her mom's hand started to move a little closer to her mouth.
"Uh, mom?"
The hand drifted closer as her mom smiled at her.
"Mom?"
Kali's thumb brushed the corner of her lips.
"Mommmmmmm."
Blake's eyes shot open wide as Kali's thumb pressed firmly against her lips, running along them in long, smooth circles. Blake tried to protest, but Kali quickly snatched her other wrist and held it steady as her thumb hooked easily into Blake's accepting mouth. The young Faunus's tongue wrapped and curled around her mother's finger as a moan inadvertently escaped her against her will. Her mother's eyes narrow as her thumb continued its tracing motions along the inside of her mouth, pressing down on Blake's tongue as it massaged the organ with long, gentle strokes. Blake tried to mutter something, but Kali suddenly glided the rest of her fingers down to her chin, and in a single, fluid motion, she hooked her thumb around Blake's lower jaw and pulled her mouth wide open. Blake was unable to move, staring as her mother hovered above her, eyeing her with a new, hungry gaze that she had never dared to show her child before. A delicate little smirk crossed Kali's lips—and then, she pressed lips together, and a long strand of saliva pooled out of Kali's mouth. It traveled in slow motion, dangling from Kali's lips for an eternity, nearly catching on her chin, before finally dripping down into Blake's waiting mouth and cascading against her writhing tongue. Kali lapped up the remnants of her spit with her tongue as she forced her daughter's mouth shut, trapping the saliva inside and forcing Blake to savor its taste before she swallowed it with a loud, disgusting gulp.
Blake had no idea what was happening, but Kali just shrugged as a sly, seductive grin crossed her features.
"Yeah, about that," she muttered teasingly. "I sort of promised the Goddesses that I would have sex with you if they let you go. So…I guess that means I'm going to fuck the shit out of you, Blake."
Blake nervously stammered. She tried to climb out of her mom's grasp but realized that she was far too weak to resist.
"Uh…m-m-mom?" Blake said nervously.
"Tsk, tsk," Kali scolded her, guiding Blake's hand down to her breast and forcing her to give it a squeeze. "It's mommy to you, my sweet little angel."
Blake panicked. "Uh, I don't, uh…I don't really want to have sex with you though."
Kali just smiled at her, leaning in close to that adorable, terrified face.
"Oh, sweetie. Don't you get it?" Kali said with a whisper. "Reluctance is the key."
And with that, Kali sealed her daughter's fate with a forceful kiss.
It was hard to find a room available that hadn't been destroyed by either a Grimm army or by constant fucking, but by the grace of the Goddesses—and Weiss's perfect knowledge of the layout of her house—they were able to find one. Poor Ruby could barely follow along with what was happening. Same for Ruby. All they knew was that the second they were thrown into that bedroom, they were in for a world of chaos.
Both Rubies were tossed haphazardly onto the bed, and they exchanged an awkward glance with each other before they were mounted. Weiss threw herself over Ruby and smashed their lips together in a delightful fury of battling tongues. She savored every inch as she sucked on Ruby's tongue, biting down on the organ and gently tugging it with her teeth. She had waited so fucking long to get with Ruby that night, and she was going to savor every goddamn morsel of her. Cinder, of course, didn't give a fuck about foreplay. When she threw Ruby onto the bed, she immediately mounted her face in the reverse cowgirl, forcing Ruby's exasperated tongue directly into her pussy. Cinder smirked in glee as she sat on Ruby's head, smothering the poor girl as she ground her asshole directly against Ruby's face. Weiss noticed her haste, and despite biting down heavily on Ruby's bottom lip, she pulled away from her girlfriend's face and shot Cinder a nasty glare.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"Sitting on your girlfriend's face, obviously," Cinder said calmly, rotating her hips to grind her pussy hard against Ruby's mouth. The dumb little redhead was too surprised to adequately work her tongue, so Cinder was going to work her tongue for her.
Weiss rolled her eyes. "Obviously, the real Ruby appreciates foreplay. How about you learn how to fuck my girlfriend before you try something so stupid?"
"Oh, I think this Ruby likes it," Cinder moaned. She watched as Ruby's legs fidgeted and squirmed beneath her gaze, her thighs rubbing together as she desperately tried to cover her sex. Her fingers danced and stuttered in the air, and to amuse herself, Cinder gave one of Ruby's breasts a heavy sideways smack. The boob jiggled atop Ruby's chest and the young Huntress gasped, gripping the bed sheets tight. Cinder only became more amused with her shy response and started to play with her breasts further. She delicately squeezed each of Ruby's nipples between her thumb and forefinger, twisting them and pulling them and listening as each touch elicited another gasp or moan or whine from her slutty little slave.
Weiss felt a competitive spirit rise within her. Cinder called that shit nipple play? Yeah, right. She would show that bitch nipple play. Weiss pulled away from Ruby's tender lips and slid down to her chest, eyeing her tits up close. Ruby never got enough attention for her boobs. Being in the same family as Yang, she was forever going to be recognized as the smaller-chested sister; an unfair designation that ignored just how large and impressive the Rose's breasts really were. They were nearly as big as Winter's and so round that they made most girls' implants jealous. Weiss wrapped her lip around Ruby's right breast and immediately began to suckle on it, kneading the other breast with her hand. Ruby just stared up at the ceiling in a daze as her tits were played with, unable to comprehend just how much things had turned around in the past hour. Getting killed and rotting in a very unsexy hell, she never would have assumed that she would be able to have her breasts licked by Weiss again. Ruby thought the same thing. After dying and experiencing nothing but ever-encroaching darkness, the idea of being trapped beneath Cinder's asshole and only able to breathe in the musk of her pussy seemed like a fever dream. And yet, here she was, being ravished and toyed with like some cheap plaything. She would have been mad about it if it wasn't so fucking hot. In her daze, her fingers reached for something else to hold onto, and the only thing they could find was the hand of her other, fidgeting and searching for release. Their fingers interlaced tightly as Ruby and Ruby held each other while they were fucked.
Weiss grew tired of nipples pretty quickly, though. There was only so much a person could do with them, after all. She needed something else. Poor Ruby had barely gotten over the breast play before Weiss slid down her further, leaving a trail with her tongue going from her cleavage down past her ribs. Ruby assumed she was going straight to the bottom, but instead Weiss stopped at Ruby's naval. The Schnee heiress admired Ruby's cute little belly button, and out of love, she gave the special place a long, loving kiss. Ruby seized up in surprise as Weiss's tongue began to slather itself around her naval. The hot, wet mass rotated in a perfect circle around every centimeter of her sensitive stomach, and Ruby came close to cumming right there on the spot. Belly button worship? God, Weiss was feeling it today, wasn't she? She must have learned a new trick or two somewhere during the orgy. Weiss guided her hands along Ruby's hips as she smiled and kissed Ruby's naval deeper, appreciating the fact that she was giving Ruby pleasure in a way she wasn't expecting.
For Cinder? She was giving Ruby in a way that was exactly what she expected. Smacking around her boobs and watching them flop about was fun, but Cinder needed something more. Fortunately, she had the entire powers of the Fall Maiden at her disposal. She held her arm out in front of her, and from the nothingness of creation, a small glowing knife appeared out in front of her. She took the knife and admired Ruby's silky-smooth skin as it writhed beneath her. Such a lovely canvas for her to play on. She took the knife, searing and hot and nearly dripping with fire and power, and she carefully lowered it to Ruby's skin, hovering it just above her toned stomach long enough for Ruby to feel the heat and get suspicious.
And then, Cinder pressed down, and Ruby screamed into her pussy. The blade hissed as it gently seared into Ruby's flesh, its tip cutting into her just above her navel. Ruby's toes curled and her back arched sharply, which only furthered to shove her stomach into the burning knife. Her entire body started to tremble, and a pathetic whimper came out muffled into Cinder's sex. A casual observer might have thought that Ruby was suffering, but Cinder and Weiss, and even Ruby knew better.
The bitch was loving this.
Cinder picked another spot on Ruby's flesh—this time on her inner thigh—and once again pressed down the knife into her body. Ruby gripped her own hand hard, and her free hand reached up and squeeze Cinder's ass, fingernails clawing into her skin. Cinder just took that as a sign of approval and searched for more places to press the hot blade. Each sizzle of Ruby's flesh only served to make her more excited, and she eventually became so wet that not even her legs could hide the sound of her gushing pussy. Weiss couldn't help but notice either, and she stopped appreciating Ruby's bellybutton to get angry. Really angry. Cinder was fucking torturing her girlfriend right next to her, and that thought infuriated Weiss to no end. Nobody was allowed to sexually torture her girlfriend—except for her. Cinder thought that she was going to get away with this shit? Ha! She had another thing coming. Weiss extended her palm and a small, icy glyph materialized in her hand. She didn't summon anything, but the chill from the glyph itself was more than enough to get the job done. She reached back up toward Ruby's breasts and hovered the glyph directly over her stiffened nipples. Ruby took a deep breath as the forceful cold sent her into shock. She almost laughed at how fucking good it felt as the glyph blasted her nipple with the blistering winter cold. And then, not to be outdone, Weiss summoned a glyph in her other hand and did the exact same thing to Ruby's other breast. The twin Rubies were trapped in torture, locked between attacks of fire and ice as they were either assaulted by tongues or forced to assault someone else. It was the closest thing to heaven that either of them could think of. Not that they would know what heaven was of course. As previously mentioned, they were definitely in Hell for doing things just like this.
Cinder couldn't tell if the other Ruby was enjoying this more than her Ruby. Not that she should have been. Ruby was a cunt and she deserved to fucking suffer, but Cinder was competitive as well. She wasn't going to let some dipshit Schnee outfuck her. She was Cinder fucking Fall. Even with one eye, she was the hottest woman on the planet, and any woman should have been begging to get fucked by her. Ruby wanted to squeal? She would make that bitch squeal. She climbed off Ruby's face, and for the first time in several minutes, Ruby was able to breathe actual air and not just the musk from Cinder's asshole. She breathed it deeply. Not that it would last. After Cinder was through with her, she'd be fucking hyperventilating. Ruby watched with a disoriented, juice-dripping grin as Cinder positioned herself between her legs, forcing her thighs wide apart. Ruby's foot tapped against Weiss's hip, causing the heiress to notice Cinder's plan. She immediately retaliated, sliding between her own Ruby's legs and forcing them apart. Ruby's glistening folds were directly in front of her. Were they wetter than the other Ruby's? She couldn't tell and it didn't matter. What had started as an effort to determine which Ruby was real was now her efforts to prove to Cinder that she knew how to pleasure her girlfriend better than anyone else. She would be damned if she let some Grimm-armed, psychopathic bitch make Ruby cum before she did. She was a Schnee, dammit. She had to have some fucking dignity.
Cinder and Weiss ate Ruby's pussy together, and the two Ruby's screamed synchronously as their girlfriend and owner's tongues licked them intensely. Their strategies were quite different. Weiss was firmly focused on Ruby's pleasure, keeping the licks of her tongue firmly centered on Ruby's clit. She used her fingers to spread her folds wide and peel back the hood, letting her directly suck on the little node of pleasure as Ruby's heavy moans told her that she was on the right track. The fingers on her other hand gently slid up and down Ruby's center, occasionally dipping inside but never overwhelming her. She called it the "Slow and Steady Makes Ruby Cum the Quickest" strategy. Cinder's strategy could be described as the "Fuck the Bitch Up" strategy. She violently slathered her mouth all over Ruby's crotch, slurping and slathering every inch of her like a savage wildebeest. She jammed not one but two of her Grimm fingers directly into Ruby's ass, pumping them furiously with little concern if anything bled or tore. Not that Ruby would mind, and not that Cinder would give a shit if Ruby minded. She was doing this for personal glory. If she had to destroy Ruby's body to make her cum, so be it. Based on how Ruby's asshole was pulsating around her fingers, though, she felt she was on the right track.
The truth was that both strategies were effective. The Rubies moaned and writhed together, almost matching each other exactly as they were eaten out by the two women they wanted the most in the world. She was a complex woman after all, able to be satisfied in many different ways. Weiss's gentle touch and Cinder's ferocious hunger were both exactly what she needed, and they held each of their woman's heads closer to their pussies to encourage them further. They had no idea how close they were, but they felt themselves steadily building. It would be over far too soon at that rate. They needed a distraction, and their eyes wandered around the room searching for something to focus on.
And then, accidentally, the two Rubies looked at each other.
And Ruby stared deep into her own silver eyes.
And Ruby stared deep into her own cum-coated lips.
And they thought…eh, fuck it. Once in a lifetime experience and all that.
The two Rubies leaned in toward each other and met with a kiss, tasting themselves for the first time. It was a surreal experience, but one that caused their lips to tingle with excitement. They gently caressed each other as they kissed, first tentatively and then with growing enthusiasm. Ruby thought she would taste like herself, but instead, she tasted like strawberries and summer—mixed with a healthy dose of Cinder's juices. They kept their eyes mostly shut, but couldn't help but sneak peeks of the other—themselves—as they explored their mouths. Their tongues met in the middle, twin masses swirling around each other and exchanging familiar spit. Ruby reached over and began to fondle her other's breasts, while Ruby ran her fingers through the other's soft hair. The sounds of their identical moans and slurps filled the room, and when Weiss looked up to see what all the fuss was about, she was caught with the sight of two Rubies deeply making out with and fondling one another.
Now, Weiss was against incest. She had made this very clear. This however? Not incest. Very different. Incest was described as sex with a relative, and Ruby was certainly not her own relative. This could be best described as masturbation. Really, really fucked up masturbation. It was the excuse that Weiss used to explain away the fact that she nearly came just from the sight of her girlfriend sucking on her own face, though she had to face facts. Even if it was incest, it was still hot as hell. She briefly took one of her hands away from Ruby's sex to begin fingering herself, not really caring if Cinder happened to beat her at making Ruby cum first. Little did she realize that Cinder was also mesmerized by the sight of the two sluts kissing each other, and her pace slowed as she began to think of all the evil, fucked-up forms of torture that she could do with two Rubies instead of one. The possibilities were literally endless. She had to buy a notebook at some point to keep track of all her sinful ideas.
They continued like that for several minutes until the Rubies started to hit their peaks. Sensing that she was close to victory, Weiss buried her face harder into Ruby's slit, lapping up whatever juices flowed her way. Cinder suspected that she may have been losing the bout, so she added a third Grimm finger into Ruby's asshole, stretching it out and teasing her from within. The two Rubies heaved, desperately trying to hang on, but they were no match for the power of their lovers. They clung to each other as they came, gripping their opposing Ruby hard as they spasmed over Weiss and Cinder's faces. The heiress and the Maiden eagerly took the Rubies' climaxes, proud of how they conquered their respective pets. Ruby and Ruby panted as they came down, soaked in sweat and writhing in each other's arms. They didn't think they had ever had that hard of an orgasm, and judging by the looks on Weiss and Cinder's faces, they thought that their lovers were equally satisfied.
They thought wrong.
"That…that was good and all," Weiss said, running her hands across her lips and staring down at her dripping fingers. "But which of you came first?"
"Uh…me?" said both Rubies simultaneously with a heavy, tired sigh.
Cinder pulled her fingers out of Ruby's ass and sucked each digit dry, her narrow gazed focused on the heaving Rubies. "That doesn't tell us anything. You bitches need to stop being so damn similar."
"It's because…I'm Ruby," they both said again.
Weiss sighed, smacking her lips and basking in Ruby's aftertaste. "I think we're going to need to perform another test."
Cinder looked at Weiss with a knowing smirk. "I agree. We need to test these sluts further to see who the real Ruby is."
Weiss placed her hands on her hips. "You know, I think you're right. We need to really stretch these two out."
"Ah, if only there was some way we could stretch these whores out," Cinder smiled.
Ruby looked nervously at Ruby. She wasn't hoping she wasn't thinking what she thought she was thinking. Unfortunately, she was thinking the exact same thing as her. At least, she thought.
Weiss casually sauntered off the bed and strolled her beautiful naked ass over to the bedside drawer. She didn't know what was inside, but if Pyrrha did her prep work, she would find exactly what she needed. She casually opened the door, bending over as she rummaged around inside, and against her better instincts, Cinder stared at her heart-shaped ass and admired her slit from afar. She wasn't bad looking for a Schnee. Cinder had fucked that ass earlier in the night—maybe it would do some good to fuck her again.
Soon, Weiss found what she was looking for. Ruby and Ruby looked on fearfully as Weiss stood up proudly and showed off her newest possession: a hidden bottle of futanarium, the magical penis growing substance invented by Professor Glynda Goodwitch. Weiss strolled over to the bed, opening up and the bottle and carelessly throwing the lid over her shoulder. She emptied two pills into her hand and dumped away the rest. Cinder grinned sadistically as Weiss approached her, holding out a pill for her in the tips of her fingers.
"I think you're going to need this," Weiss said suggestively. She expected Cinder to take the pill normally, but instead, Cinder leaned over and suckled on Weiss's fingers, sucking the pill directly into her warm mouth. Weiss was slightly surprised, but not really. Cinder may have judged them, but she was just as big of a whore as the rest of them. Weiss popped a pill of her own into her mouth as the Rubies held each other, shivering at the thought of what would happen next. Weiss was feeling positively ecstatic. All night, she had been getting things shoved inside of her. She took cock after cock from the Happy Huntress, cocks from Penny, cocks from Cinder—hell, even a cock from her own sister. She had a tentacle shoved in her hole and only stopped dripping semen like a spout around ten minutes ago. She had been getting fucked by person after person, both literally and figuratively, but now? Now was her time to do that fucking. Now was Weiss's turn on top.
The Rubies had seen other women grow penises throughout the night, but never with such drama and power. Cinder and Weiss groaned and clenched their teeth, but eventually, through the magic of futanarium, their moist pussies were replaced by huge, hungry dicks. The Rubies looked at them anxiously. Cinder's was massive as usual, a monster on its own, but compared to the length and girth of Weiss's…
Oh dear fucking God.
Ruby tried to clamor off the bed but Weiss suddenly straddled her on her sternum, plopping her gigantic cock directly in between Ruby's tits. The engorged cock was so huge that despite reaching through Ruby's breasts, its tip managed to land somewhere on Ruby's nose, and it was so wide that Ruby wasn't even sure if one hand could reach around it entirely. She stared wide-eyed and nervous at the cock tip resting on her face, already drizzling with pre-cum, and she could only laugh nervously.
"Um, Weiss?"
"Yeah, Ruby?" Weiss asked with a smirk.
"That's…that's very large."
Weiss simply grabbed each of Ruby's breasts and pressed them around the length of her shaft, squeezing her newly acquired cock between the mounds of flesh. Her dick twitched off of Ruby's nose, and as Weiss pulled back slightly to readjust herself, the head landed squarely on Ruby's chattering teeth, pressing up against her top lip.
"Well then," Weiss suggested. "You better get to sucking it then."