[Contains weight gain and height growth]
Being a student at Beacon Academy, Yang had seen all kinds of strange and unusual things. However, that experience had not prepared her for what she was seeing right now. Outside of this perfectly normal cafe sat two incredibly large women.
The first was roughly a foot taller than Yang, and she was so wide that her plush rear spilled over the sides of her seat with ease, almost to the point where she would likely need a second seat to support her. All of her, in fact, was incredibly plush, even though her rear picked up most of the weight. While her rear was huge on its own, it was enhanced by equally wide hips and thick thighs. Her belly was large enough that it certainly didn't look out of proportion with the rest of her, nor did her chest. They both looked pretty big in comparison to an average-sized person, but they looked much smaller due to her pear-shaped figure emphasising her lower body. It also didn't help that, instead of extending outwards like a ball, the woman's belly mostly flowed down, pouring over the waistband of her jeans. In terms of how the woman dressed, however, she seemed fairly normal. Her brown vest rode up enough to reveal her navel and her plush lower belly, as well as her thick, flabby arms, of which on her left arm was a very distinctive tattoo of a bird rising from flowers. Her maroon jeans were almost skin tight around her enormous thighs and rear, right up until they disappeared into her sturdy brown boots.
The other woman was a giant, quite literally. The woman had several feet on Yang, putting her at maybe eight or nine feet tall. Either way, she was so tall that she was kneeling on the ground at the table as the two women ate. Yang had no idea how much such a woman would weigh, but she could tell that the giant woman was also very overweight for her size. Unlike the shorter woman, the giant woman had a more apple-shaped body, with her most prominent feature being utterly massive breasts. Each one appeared to be about the size of a beach ball, and Yang was almost certain that the woman was wearing a custom-made bra, as no off-the-shelf bra could even hope to fit such boulders, and that was well before taking the band size into account. The giant woman's belly was much rounder and firmer than the other woman's, extending out enough to fill a good amount of her lap, but not far enough to overtake her chest. Speaking of that lap, despite how large the giant woman's chest and belly were, she was still very large below the waist. Her rear was large enough to definitely need at least two seats to support it, and her enormous thighs were significantly wider than Yang's whole torso. They were definitely thick enough to make the faded grey jeans the woman wore stretch tight on her thigh, while her belly spilled over the waistband. The giant woman's tops, a red t-shirt under a black leather jacket, had the appearance of being cropped, both stopping just below her chest. While that may have been the case for the jacket, her t-shirt looked like it was stretching for its life to cover her gigantic chest and then had no fabric left to attempt to cover her belly. Another major contrast between the two large women was how they contrasted each other. The giant woman's pale skin and long, dark hair were made even more prominent by the other woman's tanned skin and shorter, lighter hair.
In fact, it was that long, dark hair that helped Yang realise something. That giant woman was, without a shadow of a doubt, her mother, Raven Branwen. Yang had so many questions about all of this. Figuring it was the best approach, Yang marched right up to the large women to speak with them, or at least speak with her mother and try to get some answers.
"Raven?" Yang spoke, craning her head up to look at the giant woman. Raven turned her head, and as soon as she saw Yang, her eyes went wide with surprise.
"Y-Yang? What are you doing here?" Raven asked, setting her coffee down, which looked so small in her hand yet so large once it was down.
"That's what I was gonna ask you. And considering you ran out on me and Dad, I think you owe some answers," Yang asserted, folding her arms over her chest. Raven hesitated for a moment, long enough for the other large woman to speak.
"Raven, share what you're comfortable with sharing," she said. Her voice was low and a little rough, but to Yang it sounded surprisingly comforting, as if the woman had practiced at sounding calming. Raven let out a sigh.
"Vernal, Yang's right. I owe her the truth, at the very least," Raven admitted, before turning to give Yang her full attention. "The truth is… after I left you and your father, I stayed in Vale. The kingdom, not the city, I should say. I wasn't ready to be a mother, but I was too scared to fully abandon you two. I was so scared and stressed out it… well, it started to show on the outside as well," Raven explained, grabbing a handful of her fat gut. "I shouldn't have done it, and it's too late to undo it, but I'm sorry. I'm going to do my best to make it up to you."
"Apology accepted, assuming you do make it up to me, but wait, go back, how did I never see you around? How did no one I ask see you either?" Yang questioned further.
"Well, I've only been living in the City of Vale for the last few years, having finally retired from being a huntress. Speaking of which, maybe we should continue this discussion at my place. I'd feel more comfortable talking about all of this somewhere more private," Raven suggested.
"Yeah, that might be a good idea. Lead the way," Yang said, stepping back to give Raven room to stand up. Raven most certainly needed that room, as when she stood, she needed to move further out onto the footpath in order to avoid bumping her head on the overhanging roof, a clear sign to Yang that her mother had really gotten incredibly tall.
As the three of them got back to Raven's place, Yang followed behind the other two. As she watched Raven duck so much to squeeze through doorways to get into her apartment, Yang couldn't help but feel bad for her.
"This can't be easy for you," Yang commented, trying to sound consoling rather than condescending.
"It really isn't," Raven agreed as she sat on a padded mat in the living area. It was a fairly sparsely-adorned apartment with not much more than the bare essentials, excluding the extremely well-stocked kitchen that was part of this open floor plan. Vernal had the only actual seat in the place, half-filling the three person sofa on her own. "Don't go feeling too bad for me, if I wanted to, I could've stopped this a while ago."
"Yeah, but, y'know, usually folks just grow out when that happens, not up," Yang questioned.
"Ah, that. That… will take some explaining, some of which I need you to promise not to mention outside of this place," Raven expressed.
"Yang, Raven needs your trust on this, okay," Vernal added.
"Don't worry, I'll keep quiet on this," Yang assured.
"Good. In that case, this may seem weird, but you can blame your headmaster Ozpin. He's more than he seems," Raven began to explain.
"What, did his semblance make you really big?" Yang interrupted.
"Not his semblance, magic. Poorly controlled magic, to be exact." Yang raised an eyebrow at that statement.
"Magic? That's not real, right?"
"Good, you're questioning, trying to find the truth. I wish I was like that when I was your age," Raven replied. "Still, I feel that a practical demonstration might help." Then, in the blink of Yang's eyes, Raven was gone, replaced with, funnily enough, a very large raven. The raven flapped its powerful wings and took off, flying towards Yang. Yang put her arm out for Raven to land on. If not for Yang's impressive strength her arm likely would not have been able to handle Raven's weight, even as a raven. Even so, Yang still dropped her arm slightly as she adjusted to the weight.
"Huh, I think I've seen you around before actually. I know I've seen some massive ravens hanging around from time to time," Yang realised. With that, Raven hopped off of Yang's arm and glided down to the ground with more grace than one would expect from a raven that was closer in size to an eagle than a raven. Then, in another blink of an eye, Raven was back to her human form.
"So, you believe me now?" Raven asked.
"No better proof than that. I believe you," Yang said with a nod. "But, how does turning into a bird do all of that to you?"
"Old Ozpin isn't as powerful as he used to be. I think all of this," she gestured to her and Vernal's massive bodies, "was an accident. Can't help but noticed that this never happened to Qrow," she added bitterly.
"Yeah, he's tall, but not that tall. And with the amount of booze he drinks you'd think he'd at least have a beer gut," Yang commented.
"Anyway, all of this, this is part of why I haven't come to see you earlier. This would be… a lot for your father to take in."
"Literally, or…?" Yang joked, a slight curling of her lip keeping her from keeping a totally straight face. Raven rolled her eyes but couldn't help but smile somewhat as Vernal stifled a quiet laugh.
"I should've expected you to pick up Taiyang and Summer's senses of humour," Raven admitted, smiling softly. Her smile slowly dropped as she spoke up again. "The other reason is that I've been trying to avoid Ozpin. You can probably guess why that is. With you at Beacon, it's… I'm just worried you and your team are going to fall in with him."
"I mean, he's the headmaster, it's kinda hard not to," Yang countered.
"I suppose, but… just be careful, okay? I had no one to warn me, but I'm warning you, working with him, you'll be getting in over your head, no matter how strong or smart you think you are," Raven insisted.
"Okay, okay, I'll be careful," Yang acquiesced. Noting the tenseness in the air, Yang figured now would be a good time to change the subject. "So, uh, hey, Vernal, what's your deal?" she asked.
"Raven, is it okay if I tell her?" Vernal gently requested.
"Considering what I just told her, it should be fine," Raven quickly dismissed.
"In that case, hello Yang, I'm Vernal. I'm a live-in therapist, currently working with your mother," Vernal introduced herself, sounding very much like this was a well-practiced script. "She's wanting to properly reintegrate herself with society and she wants to be part of your life again, and I'm here to help her with that. In exchange, beyond my regular payments and a place to stay, Raven has also been cooking for me, something that I've perhaps enjoyed a little bit too much," she admitted, patting her thunderous thighs.
"In my defence, I think that's part of the magic I mentioned earlier," Raven interjected.
"What's not magic is how good you are at cooking," Vernal replied, before turning back to Yang. "Your mother is considering opening her own restaurant. Raven, do you want to tell Yang more about that?" Vernal asked.
"Wait, really?" Yang exclaimed, clearly surprised.
"Well, I can't live off of my old savings forever, and with how good I am at cooking and how much I enjoy it, I might as well give it a try. There's an empty warehouse near the docks for sale. I'm planning to buy it and renovate it, both to make it into a restaurant and somewhere for me to live. It would be nice to live somewhere I can stand up in, and somewhere that a half-ton woman can walk around without the neighbours complaining about the ground shaking," Raven explained.
"Huh, no fooling? That's pretty awesome Mom," Yang cheered, before everyone in the room realised what she just said. "Uh, sorry, I… might've gotten a little overly excited."
"It's okay Yang, we can figure this out as I go. I'm just glad that you're happy for me," Raven reassured Yang. "I think this is a good step to… well… becoming a new me, a better me."
"Well, tell ya what, I'll bring my team to your restaurant on opening day, and every week you stay open, we'll be there once a week," Yang promised.
"Truly? That's quite the motivation," Raven mused. "In that case, I look forward to seeing you there. I might even be able to give the four of you a discount."
"I mean, I gotta support you. All this hard work and effort, it really means a lot to me, especially after… well… I don't really need to say it. Hopefully that's all in the past now," Yang said. "So, how about the future? My team and I better be careful with how much food we get from you. We still gotta fit in our Beacon uniforms, after all."
"Oh brothers, they're still making you wear those ghastly things," Raven teased lightheartedly.
"Hey, I think they're kinda cute," Yang defended.
"Whatever you say," Raven said as she quietly chuckled.
"Hey, speaking of that, isn't you opening a restaurant gonna turn Vale into a city of giants?" Yang queried.
"Well, we'll just have to hope they have more self-restraint than I used to," Raven replied. "Besides, maybe if that does happen, it'll catch Oz's attention and he'll come down and do something about it."
"Yeah, maybe," Yang commented to fill the air as she checked her buzzing scroll in her jacket pocket. "I better get back to Beacon. Wanna swap contact details so we can keep in touch?" Yang suggested.
"I'd like that," Raven said with a smile. Once they shared their contact details, Yang and Raven popped their scrolls away. "So, I guess you'll be leaving, then."
"Yeah." Yang stood there for a moment, not sure what to do with herself, before taking a few steps towards Raven. She wrapped her arms around Raven for a snug, squeezing hug. At least, she tried to do that, but there was no way Yang's arms were going to reach all the way around Raven's massive frame. Raven was caught off guard for a moment but, at Vernal's silent urging, she hugged Yang back, putting an arm around her daughter. It really put in perspective for the two of them how much of a difference there was in their sizes. Two of Yang's arms couldn't even get close to going around Raven's massive gut, while only one of Raven's arms was needed to go around Yang, and it did so with ease. Eventually, the two broke off the hug. "So, uh, I'll see you around," Yang said as she took off out the door as Raven farewelled her.
"Well, while that wasn't exactly planned, I think you did well, Raven," Vernal quietly praised.
"All thanks to you, Vernal. Hopefully you keep me on the straight and narrow while I get the restaurant up and running," Raven replied. For the first time in a while, Raven felt undeniably good about herself. She could only hope that she kept this up, not just for Yang's sake, but for her own sake as well.
[AN: This was another fic written for MinotaurSlayer. I really enjoyed writing this one, it was nice and chill and wholesome and stuff. Gonna follow this up with some far from wholesome fics cause that's how I roll. Definitely gonna have more wholesomeness in the future though, don't worry.]