Note: Did you enjoy the last chapter? We think that's the tone we want to start striking with the rest of these chapters: weird, emotional, comedic, and of course, extremely sexual. We hope you are ready because look, you know we are going to have to keep with new ways to top ourselves. It has to keep getting worse. That's the point. We should be writing more LUBYP right now but instead, we are tired and writing this. Also, this entire chapter was because one of you fucking shmucks said that we should have one of the girls take a dick at some point and well... look, if we're going there then we are going fucking hard. Enjoy.


As it turned out, convincing every single attractive babe in Remnant to come join an orgy was a bit of a hassle. While the rest of her teammates handled the more personal recruitment matters, Ruby decided that she would personally see to the acquirement of the vast majority of talent for their shoot. She was the most organized of the bunch, and she was the team leader, so surely she would be the best person for the job! Right?

Fucking wrong.

Ruby may have underestimated the severity of her task. Every single hot woman on the planet? All of them? That was quite the tall order, especially since most of them had never heard of her and wanted nothing to do with something so obscene as a porn film. Additionally, while Ruby may have been a great planner, strategist and organizer, she was never the best with social skills. She would stutter and stammer out her sentences during her toll-free calls and get shut out before she could even say the word "gangbang". Plus, she happened to have the voice of a small child, so those who did listen to more than a few seconds were under the impression that she was inviting them to do something very illegal. It made the process quite difficult to say the least.

Nora and Pyrrha—or Nyrrha, she guessed she was called now—were helping with the calls as well, but they weren't getting much better results either. Nora had managed to convince Coco Adel and Velvet Scarlatina to come along, but only because those two were such infamously rambunctious sluts that they would jump at literally any opportunity to screw each other's brains out, even in the company of others. Pyrrha/Nyrrha had a long chat with Neon Katt of Team FNKI, Arslan Altan and Rheese Chloris of Team ABRN, May Zedong of Team BRNZ and all members of Team NDGO, and those half-shells of secondary characters only joined when they were promised a hefty payday. Aside from that, they had achieved no results. Every Huntress team that Ruby called from around the globe basically dismissed her without a second thought.

"Hi, my name is Ruby Rose. I was wondering if I could speak with you about a wonderful offer to save the planet which involves taking your clothes off and—"

Nope.

"Hi, Ruby Rose here with a once in a lifetime chance. Do you love sex? Do you like women? If so, then—"

Nope.

"Hi, I'm Ruby Rose. Is Anne there? Can I speak to Anne? Oh, she isn't? Well, can I leave a message? No, I can't?"

Nope nope nope.

Ruby groaned and slammed her face into her pillow. Five hundred and sixty-nine calls. Zero confirmations. It was hopeless. How was she supposed to host the greatest lesbian orgy of all time if those bitches didn't even give her the time of day? The others were counting on her. The whole world was counting on her. If their plan didn't work, then the Grimm would continue roaming the land and hurting people. Salem would win. She couldn't allow that to happen. She had to try a different approach but she had been calling people for twelve hours straight, and after a string of constant rejection, she was just about ready to throw in the towel.

It was right at the moment when Ruby's depression reached its peak that Weiss wandered into the room and saw her semi-girlfriend lying face down on her bed, dejected.

"Ruby, what's wrong?" she asked tenderly, sitting beside Ruby on the bed. "Did your phone calls not go well?"

"Not at all," Ruby sighed. "I don't think I'm a great salesperson."

"Well, talking has never been one of your greatest strengths," Weiss noted with a loving smile. "You've always succeeded at leading us though, and being a Huntress, and doing what's right."

"Doing what's right isn't going to save Remnant," Ruby said, rolling over onto her side. "We can only save Remnant if this shoot goes well, and to do that, we need help. But I can't get anyone to listen to me. Am I just not sexy enough?"

"What? You're plenty sexy," Weiss said encouragingly. "In, like, a mischievous way. Maybe cute is more apropos. But I think the real problem is that you're being too blunt. We are asking these women to do some very bizarre things, and not all of them have the same… um, tastes as you do."

"That's true. But how can I appeal to them?" Ruby asked poignantly. "What can I say that will convince them that sleeping with all these women is a good thing to do?"

"That's something you'll just have to figure out on your own. For example, I convinced Winter to join by telling her that we'll have someone live out her nurse-related fantasies during the shoot."

"Oh. Is that someone going to be you?" Ruby asked excitedly. Weiss jumped back onto the bed, aghast.

"What? No! That's so gross!"

"It's not that gross."

"Yes! It's very gross!" Weiss said angrily. "I cannot understand how everyone here suddenly became such big fans of incest overnight."

"Wait, didn't you sleep with a holographic duplicate of your mom?" Ruby questioned her with a smirk. "Isn't that incest?"

"No, because it wasn't my real mom. It was just a hallucination," Weiss said, crossing her arms. "That means that it didn't count, and any erotic feelings I had were on a completely non-incestuous level."

Ruby shrugged. "I don't know. I think John Q. Incest would think differently."

Weiss growled. "Oh, will you all fuck off with that John Q. Incest bullshit? I'm not going to have sex with my sister. Or my mom. Or my dad. Or my brother. Never. No chance."

"No one is forcing you," Ruby said kindly. "But don't forget that you only have one life, and you may never get a chance like this again. I can't sleep with my mom anymore, and that's an experience I'll miss out on greatly."

Weiss collapsed onto the bed. "You… you disgust me, Ruby."

Ruby smirked back. "I love you, too, Weiss."

Weiss couldn't help but smile in return. That Ruby Rose was really something wonderful, wasn't she?

Suddenly, Ruby's Scroll started to vibrate. That was odd. She was supposed to be the one doing the calling, not the other way around. When she looked at who was calling her, she gasped. "It's… it's Professor Goodwitch."

"Goodwitch? Glynda Goodwitch?" Weiss said, sitting up in surprise. She huddled behind Ruby and peered over her girlfriend's shoulder. "What does she want?"

"Let's find out," Ruby said, answering the call and pressing the Scroll to her ear. "Hello? Professor?"

A calm, womanly voice spoke to her. "Ah, Miss Rose! It's good to hear from you again!"

"Why are you calling me?"

"Well, word got around that you have been calling some Beacon students about partaking in… how did you phrase it?" Goodwitch asked. "A ginormous lesbian fuckfest?"

"Uh… yes?" said Ruby, blushing slightly as Weiss looked suspiciously at her. "Are we in trouble?"

"Oh, Miss Rose. Not in the slightest!" Goodwitch said with delight. "In fact, I want you to come to Beacon Academy right away. I think I have something that may help you in your… let's call them, sexcapades…"


Ruby felt a chill come over her re-entering the walls of Beacon Academy. It seemed like a lifetime since she attended that school, still naively thinking that she could make her fairy tale dreams of valor and glory come true. She certainly never thought the castle would fall, and she most certainly never thought that she would return under the guise that she would be seeking out the secrets to partaking in the greatest lesbian orgy of all time. The scenery was helping her forget some of those more complicated, gross details; Professor Goodwitch had been hard at work over the past many months rebuilding the school to return it to its former state before the attack at the Vytal Festival. There were still some notable problems, a few walls blown out and debris scattered about, but as Ruby and Weiss walked through its hallowed halls, they felt a wonderful hit of nostalgia for simpler times.

"Remember when we first became a team?" Ruby said fondly.

"After they threw us together into a forest?" Weiss rolled her eyes. "How could I forget?"

"You hated me so much," Ruby laughed. "I thought we would never be able to work together."

"I know. It's crazy how far we've come." She paused momentarily, wrapping her hand quietly around Ruby's. "Hey, can I ask you something?"

"Sure. What's wrong?"

"Well, I know that this shoot is way out of our comfort zone," Weiss explained. "We've been trying so hard to try to de-sexualize our teams recently, but now we have to perform crazy sex acts on people trying to save the world. It's like life keeps getting crazier and crazier."

"I know," Ruby nodded. "But what's your question?"

"Well, I don't want us to lose track of what's important during all the chaos," Weiss explained. "I mean, I'm going to get involved in a Happy Huntresses gangbang and it's not like you aren't going to try to have sex with Yang again. And that's just the tip of the iceberg, probably. Who knows how many people we are going to end up sleeping with."

"Right," Ruby said sadly. "That's… that's just part of the job though. Most of those moments aren't really going to mean anything. They'll just be… fleeting bouts of passion. That's all."

"I know," Weiss said shamefully. "But Ruby, I feel like we've finally hit a place in our lives where we can be comfortable with each other talking about our feelings. And it might be selfish, but I don't want this dumb orgy to risk this new connection we have with each other."

"So, what are you saying?"

"What if," Weiss suggested, "after I do my thing with Robyn, the two of us go somewhere private and just… spend some time alone together?"

Ruby gasped. "You want us to ditch the orgy? But the world is counting on us."

"We'll participate a little bit. But does Pyrrha really need to film us for literally hours? I think one scene with each of us will be more than enough. And I'm not even saying that we need to do sexual stuff—we can just talk. Hang out. Be friends… like we were in Beacon."

Ruby smiled to herself, blushing. "Hmm. I guess it wouldn't be too bad if we missed out on the shoot. As long as Pyrrha has enough people to work with, I don't see the harm in spending time with my favorite heiress."

Weiss squeezed Ruby's hand a little bit tighter. It astonished her how understanding Ruby could be to her problems and fears, even if they were a little unjustified. It reminded her that despite being an incest-loving, submissive, pussy-hungry whore, she was still the kind and caring Ruby from the day they first met. She couldn't wait to spend some alone time with her after the orgy; whatever that alone time would be, well… they would have to see about that.

"I wonder what Goodwitch has in store for us," Weiss wondered aloud. "I hope it's not too inappropriate."

Ruby chuckled. "Weiss, it's Professor Goodwitch. Serious-minded, stern Professor Goodwitch. I doubt it's going to be too bad."

They arrived in front of Professor Goodwitch's office, and Weiss held back Ruby's arm before she could enter. "Ruby, she said she wanted to help us on our sexcapades. That's not a stern or serious-minded word."

"Oh, I'm sure she's just being nice," Ruby said calmly.

"And also, when has saying that someone won't be a pervert ended in them not actually being a pervert?" Weiss said suspiciously. "Like, I guarantee that the second we open that door, she's going to try to fuck us, or she'll be wearing a strap-on, or she'll have sex slaves or something all around the room with giant plugs up their asses."

Ruby sighed. "Weiss, I'm sure you just have a hyperactive imagination. Goodwitch is good. Remember that. Goodwitch is good."

Ruby knocked on the door, and Weiss heard the Professor gently beckon them inside. As they opened the door, Weiss took a deep breath to calm her nerves. Maybe she was overthinking things a little. Not everyone was such wild, sexual tyrannosaurs like her friends happened to be. She was sure that Goodwitch was just going to offer her advice in a nice, simple and family-friendly way. Just an easy, non-sexual, non-distracting—

"Oh, for fuck's sake!"

Weiss screamed for the obvious reason. Goodwitch was good—she was also totally naked, lounging in the center of her office in a bathtub that appeared to be filled with, by the looks of it, gallons upon gallons of creamy white semen. Ruby simply stood in the doorway, her mouth hung open in shock, while Weiss collapsed immediately to the floor, and then with all her might, screamed as loud as she could. Goodwitch seemed completely unfazed, lifting her hand out of the bathtub and giving a wave to her former students, milky cum dripping from her fingers.

"Hello, girls," Goodwitch said. Her hair was still pulled back as usual, and she adjusted the glasses on her face, causing a string of cum to stick and drip down her nose. "Good to see you."

Weiss howled with eternal, unyielding pain.

"Just… just why!" she hollered. "Why is everything like this!"

"Now, Weiss, calm down," Goodwitch said wistfully. "I'm sure you are wondering why I'm in a bathtub full of delicious hot spunk. Well, it's a funny story—"

"No!" Weiss screamed forcefully, angrily crawling back to her feet. "No, motherfucker, you listen the goddamn fuck up! I am so goddamn tired of you goddamn bitches being such goddamn perverts! Like, every fucking person I ever met has turned out to be some weird kind of sexual deviant, and just when I think that I've finally hit the limit with what life can throw at me, along comes Professor Goodwitch literally bathing in splooge juice. At some point, this has to end! It can't just keep getting exponentially worse, can it? A critical mass must be in sight soon, right? Holy fucking shit, what's going to happen next? Are you going to tell me that you are actually bathing in the semen of children? Dogs? Grimm?"

Goodwitch took Weiss's complaints in full, but then quickly dismissed them with a laugh. "Miss Schnee, dear, you must calm yourself. Obviously, I'm not bathing in any susicious semen. I'm bathing in my own semen if you must know. And I cannot speak for others, but I've always been like this. You just happen to be finding out about it now."

Weiss nearly fainted again from such taboo nonsense, but Ruby held her aloft, her curiosity keeping her conscious. "Wait a second. Go back," the Huntress leader said, confounded. "You're bathing in… your semen? You mean like stuff coming out of your—"

"Gigantic dick? Yes," said Goodwitch. "Let me show you." Goodwitch stepped out of her bath, and through the thick layer of white cream coating her skin, Ruby and Weiss could make out some important features. Her big, spherical breasts. Her striking abs. Her long, tender legs. And, yes, remarkably, a twelve inch pecker standing erect between her legs, with a healthy pair of balls to match. It wasn't just large, but in terms of structure and strength, it may have been the greatest penis any human being had ever laid their eyes on. Ruby's eyes went wide as they fixated on such a magnificently perfect cock, but Weiss just bowed her head in shame. It was terrible. Seriously. Terrible. Super embarrassing. A dick like that? Who could be attracted to such a shameful, perverted, girthy, thick, luxurious meat rod like that? Weiss definitely didn't want to bounce on that dick like a trampoline. No. Absolutely not. Not at all. No.

Yes.

"Professor, I don't understand," said Ruby in awe. "Have you always had a dick like that? And how did you produce enough cum to fill up an entire bathtub. That's… wow, that's a lot of jerking off to do."

"Not at all," Goodwitch said proudly, walking behind her desk. She did not care that the cum was dripping down her thighs and ankles, leaving a thick, slimy trail of white on the carpet beneath her feet. She walked over to her desk and pulled from her drawer a bottle of pills kept in a prescription orange bottle. "My lovely students, the answer to both of your questions lie in this bottle. It's my greatest creation. I call it… futanarium."

"Futanarium?" Weiss and Ruby said in unison.

"You see, it all started after the Fall of Beacon," Goodwitch explained casually, her cock swinging about freely with every step as she paced around her desk. "I was tasked with rebuilding the school, but I had to put in the work all by myself. I couldn't trust the other contractors and their incompetence, you see. But, I quickly realized that I had a problem. While Ruby's silver-eyed blast took out a large portion of the Grimm, there were still hundreds of beasts wandering the school grounds. Fighting them all one-by-one was a tiring endeavor, and I quickly realized that I would have to be more tactical in my operations."

"This is all leading to you creating a pill that gives you a giant dick, isn't it?" Weiss said, irritated.

"So, there I was! Doing research!" Goodwitch said passionately. "I studied the Grimm for days upon days, trying to find their weaknesses, when I witnessed something I had not seen before. Two Grimm were engaging in sexual intercourse with each other. I had to get a close up look! For scientific purposes, of course!"

Ruby leaned in nervously. Weiss facepalmed, closing her eyes tight. "Oh, God, no…"

"You'll never guess what happened next."

"Fucking God, please don't tell me…"

Goodwitch threw up her arms dramatically. "I murdered the Grimm with my devastating Semblance!"

Weiss opened her eyes as Goodwitch fell silent. "Oh," she muttered quietly. "That actually wasn't so bad—"

"And then more Grimm showed up and fucked me!" Goodwitch declared boldly. Ruby gasped in utter delight, while Weiss just groaned, her stomach churning.

"Yep. Bestiality." She muttered under her breath. "Why not go for the classics?"

"But a funny thing happened to me when the Grimm started cumming in my mouth," Goodwitch explained. "As I swallowed their dark semen—"

"Dark semen?"

"—my body began to change," Goodwitch said mysteriously. "It turns out Grimm cum has magical, transformative properties. Ones that are beyond the moral fabric of this world. My skin turned a ghastly white and my eyes black and red. Large horns grew out of my head and demonic wings burst from my back. My posture straightened, my breasts grew a full cup size, and second-most importantly… my penis appeared! Big and throbbing!"

Weiss rolled her eyes, unenthused. "Wow. You turned into a horny Salem clone. What a wonderfully repulsive story. Original and taboo and totally not unexpected. So glad to hear it."

Ruby, however, leaned in more intently. "Wait. Second-most? What was the most important change?"

Goodwitch smirked wickedly. "Why, Miss Rose, that's the scary thing. The cum didn't just change me physically—it changed me morally."

"Morally?"

"Yes," Goodwitch explained. "I felt an overwhelming surge of evil thoughts take a hold of me. I craved nothing but pain and destruction and sex… so, so, so, so much sex. I wanted to use my monster cock to impregnate every man, woman and child in Remnant. I wanted to flood the world with my evil, Grimm-like seed. Infect the world like I had been infected. And despite all of my willpower, I was completely helpless to stop it. This cum had corrupted my very Soul, Miss Rose, and so I realized… why not package it and market it at several hundred times worth its production cost?"

Ruby approached the desk cautiously, taking careful steps over the pile of questionable semen to examine the bottle of futanarium more closely.

"So, to summarize all of this," she said, disgustingly fascinated, "you discovered that ingesting Grimm semen causes the female human body to metamorphize into an evil, corrupted, big breasted futanari Grimm-person, and using your incredible Semblance powers and knowledge of scientific chemical procedures, you were able to negate the more corrupting aspects of the transformation while keeping it's penile properties and simultaneously taking advantage of legal loopholes in the pharmaceutical industry which, in a certain sense, makes you even more corrupt than you were as an evil futa Grimm-woman?"

Goodwitch nodded enthusiastically. "Exactly! Not to mention, the pills don't just cause you to cum—the quantity and potency of your cum is magnitudes greater than that of the average human male. To demonstrate, I was able to fill up this bathtub in just five sessions, and the sperm in here are determined-enough swimmers to impregnate every student in Beacon a dozen times over. It might be the greatest thing I've ever done—the pill, of course, not the bathtub!"

"I'll say!" Ruby said in agreement, taking the cum-coated bottle from Glynda's sticky fingertips. She didn't really take long to consider the absurdity of what Goodwitch just told her. Like, at this point, after everything she had been through, was the fact that Goodwitch was temporarily transformed into a sexy Grimm monster really that surprising? Like, were those punches she seriously couldn't roll with at this point. Seriously. She continued on without a second thought, like a professional. "The possibilities this creates are endless. And I'm not just talking about pornographic purposes. Imagine the benefit this could provide same-sex couples who want to have children but would otherwise have to deal with a bigoted and difficult-to-navigate adoption process! Instead of having to search out a surrogate, one could take a pill and impregnate the other, allowing them to become true biological parents and make their dreams come true!"

"But also think of all the pornographic purposes!" Goodwitch said as Weiss began to silently sob in misery. "Everyone loves seeing girls down cock like chicken strips and take creampies thick enough to use as cake frosting, but no one wants to see the gross man ass pounding away into her tender cunt! With this, you can get all the visceral visual pleasures of watching lesbians screwing while also getting to enjoy the degeneracy of seeing your favorite actresses being turned into cum-hungry cocksluts! Never before was this achievable in human history!"

"Right! The only way to do that previously was to watch transgender porn, but a lack of variety in actresses and poor treatment of the cast by the adult film industry turned many would-be watchers off the subject. Now, with one simple pill, every girl becomes a T-girl!"

"And what a wonderful way to destigmatize transgender individuals in our society!"

"It's literally the perfect solution to all discrimination! It's the perfect drug!"

"The miracle drug!"

"The Girl-Dick Drug! That's the slogan! Right there! Slogan that, Goodwitch!"

"Futanarium: The Girl-Dick Drug! Hoorah for futanarium!"

"Hoorah for futanarium!"

Ruby and Goodwitch jointly raised the pill bottle into the air, chanting its name over and over again like they were in some demonic frenzy. They had all their sanity and wits about them, of course; they were just so enthralled with Goodwitch's wonderful creation. And to think, all she had to do was powder-ize some Grimm semen and combine it with enzymes from other, less malicious semens! Who knew science could be so simple yet so splendid! More importantly, however, was how it was going to strongly benefit their porn shoot. Making a video of pure lesbianism had its limit, but chicks with big throbbing cocks appealed to literally every audience. All genders. All sexualities. No one straight or gay could look away from it, and anyone who said that they didn't like it was clearly lying to themselves, because they were liars and thieves.

Weiss must have been one of those liars, because she very quickly snatched Ruby away from her futanarium praise circle and dragged her aside, seething like mad.

"Ruby, we cannot start using this drug at our shoot," she said sternly.

"But why not?" Ruby asked innocently. "I'm sure it would make some of the girls less uncomfortable if they didn't feel pressured to eat any vaginas. Plus, we might recruit more people that way."

"Yes, but consider this," Weiss countered. "If Robyn finds out that she'll be able to fuck me with a real penis instead of a strap-on, she's going to want to cum all over me. It's bad enough I'm going to get sodomized and have it plastered all over the planet, but to have the Happy Huntresses surround me and bukkake me and my entire family is just—"

"Really hot?" Ruby said with a suggestive shrug.

"Really embarrassing," Weiss pouted. "I'm able to stomach an orgy with friends, but I need to have some sense of dignity when it's all said and done."

"But, don't you want to be able to fuck me with a big, real dick?" Ruby asked encouragingly. Weiss placed her hands lovingly on Ruby's shoulders, and said maybe the most important sentence of her entire life.

"Ruby Rose, I don't need to fuck you with a penis produced from the powderized remains of Grimm semen to prove my love for you—especially not if it means getting my ass creampied by a gang of radical lesbian anarchists in front of my own mom." She blinked three times and stared blankly out ahead. "Wow, that was a string of words I never thought I would put together."

Ruby took the words to heart. She understood Weiss's fears and concerns. Not everyone wanted to be plastered like a modern art painting. But, she also knew that she was a Huntress, and Huntresses had responsibilities to more than just each other. Caringly, she placed her hands on Weiss's and calmly pushed them away. "And I love the fact that you have the vocabulary to do that," she said warmly. "But this pill isn't just about us. It's about all of Remnant. I don't think we really have a choice."

"Ruby, please," Weiss begged. "You're making a mistake."

Unfortunately for Weiss, it was too late. Ruby's mind had been made up the second she entered the room and saw the bathtub. She ran back over to Goodwitch, still holding up the pill bottle like it was her new god, and eagerly shouted in front of her.

"Professor Goodwitch, give me some of that good stuff!" she screamed. Goodwitch grinned proudly.

"Excellent!" she stated. "That'll be 3,700 Lien per bottle."

Ruby happily whistled as she pulled out her wallet. "Wow, pharmaceutical companies really are more corrupt than Grimm!"


"Our plan of attack is complete," Salem said menacingly, hunched over the table, schematics spread all over detailing her masterful plan. "Soon, the hour of humanity's defeat will be at hand."

"Okay, a few questions," Emerald asked, standing behind her master. "First of all, can we put some clothes on now? It's drafty in here. Second, I do not understand this plan at all."

Salem grinned at her pupil, looking at her face and not at her tits because she was someone who respected women. "To answer your questions, my dear Emerald: No, and it's really quite simple. All this time I've believed that brute force and violence were the solutions to our problems. But ever since Jinn gave me the greatest orgasm of my life, I came to the realization that there was a force more powerful than sheer brute strength. You see, Emerald, there may be no more powerful driving force in human behavior than sexual desire, and it is that very human need that will be humanity's downfall."

"You're going to sex them to death?" Emerald asked, confused.

Salem laughed. "No, child. Not quite. Rather, sex will be the mechanism through which humanity finally tears itself apart for good. If my spies are correct in their observations, then the foolish teenagers have already set the plan in motion themselves."

"How so?"

Salem beamed proudly. "Emerald, have I ever told you about the wonderful properties of Grimm ejaculate?"

Emerald looked at Salem.

And Salem looked at Emerald.

Emerald looked at Salem.

And Salem looked at Emerald.

And Emerald groaned. "I'm sorry, the fucking what of what now?"