Note: Holy fuck, it's been a long time! Seriously, we haven't updated this in how long? Five months? Most of you have probably forgotten this story had ever existed. Hell, most of you have probably wished this story never existed. I'm sure a lot of people were dreading when the next chapter of this would be uploaded, praying that we had just forgotten about it and left it alone out of good taste. Well, you should know two things about us by now: One, we have no good taste, and two, we don't just abandon stories partway through. Okay, we actually do abandon stories, but not ones this large and...popular? Weird.
Anyway, you are probably wondering why we haven't uploaded in so long. The simple answer is that we just haven't really been feeling it. In case it wasn't obvious, Yang's Eternal Hotness requires a very particular headspace to write in. You have to abandon all of your sensibilities and embrace the trash. Back in March, we were writing three separate stories simultaneously, and if you are familiar with our other work, you'd know that they are actually pretty dark and serious. It was hard for us to focus on finishing Let Us Be Your Poison, a story we put a lot of effort into and was quite serious, while we had to constantly shift back to writing this insane crack porn. So, we decided back then that we would stop all updates of our other stories until that was done, and thankfully, it is now. However, even after finishing that a few months ago, it was still hard for us to get back into a YEH mood. Every time we sat down to write, we weren't really in the mood to revisit this strange, cracky porn story, especially when the last few chapters weren't so positively received.
However, we have to finish this. We've come this far to give up now. We promised a big, gay finale, and dammit, even if no one wants it, even if the stars die out and the planet explodes, we are going to write this fucking big, gay finale. We could never live with ourselves if we quit right before the end. So, here it is. More nonsense. More smut. Crazy shit. We hope you enjoy.
There was something painfully ironic about Blake's life, wasn't there?
Like, that was the running them that tended to play throughout her existence. She abandoned the White Fang to become a Huntress only for Beacon to be destroyed by the White Fang. She ran away from Yang to protect her only to emotionally scar her. She helped come up with an idea to save the human race through a massive lesbian orgy, only to spend the entire night not actually getting laid. She competed in numerous to join Salem's Four Whores-men of the Apocalypse just for Salem to become an ass-eating submissive.
And now the greatest irony of all. The only thing she had wanted for years was to bang her parents, her mom in particular. Her mom was the hottest woman in the world, and the only thing she had desired was for her mom to view her the exact same way. And yet, now that her mom was finally giving her the love and attention she deserved, her stupid brain had been damaged so badly by the tentacles that she couldn't even enjoy her mother bathing her with her own tongue like a cat nursing its young.
Okay, that was another piece of irony: fighting for the rights of being treated like a person only to immediately descend into animal characteristics whenever it was horny.
None of that distracted her from the fact that she was super uncomfortable by how Kali was working her over. Kali had managed to work her way down Blake's body and was currently at her feet, giving delicate little pecks to each inch of her skin. Ankle. Heel. She followed each light kiss with a quick lick like Blake's foot was soft serve ice cream. She wanted to make sure every square inch of her foot had a nice, thin coating of saliva over it, and when she nibbled at the underside of the foot, Blake squirmed as the ticklish sensation traveled up her leg to her spine, then to her brain, and then back down to her crotch. Just because she wasn't enjoying it didn't mean her body felt the same way, after all. Kali smiled warmly as she took her daughter's foot in both hands, nestling it up to her cheek.
"You've always been so pretty, Blake," Kali said, admiring the ways that Blake's cute toes curled and scrunched up in front of her face. Blake smiled awkwardly.
"And you've always been…very quiet about the fact you've had a foot fetish," Blake said in return.
Kali just cackled darkly. "Oh, sweetie…" She stuck out her tongue and dipped it between Blake's big and second toe, flashing a twisted smile. "I have every fetish."
Kali started working her way back up Blake's body, kissing and licking up her shin slowly up to her thigh, and Blake threw her head back and stared at the ceiling. What the hell did she do to deserve this? Yes, it felt good having a hot tongue slater her like butter basting a steak, but did it feel good? She couldn't say that. Her lust was overpowered by how emotionally confused she was. As Kali approached her inner thigh, Blake wondered if this was really what she wanted.
And then, a horrifying realization hit her.
This was exactly what she wanted.
Weiss snickered. "Really? You want to talk about creepy?"
"Okay, so let me get this straight," Yang said, taking a tentative sip of her hot cocoa. "You are perfectly fine with having sex with your dad, but you don't want him to come onto you?"
"For the hundredth time, yes," Blake rolled her eyes. "I need to be the one to seduce my dad, but my mom needs to be the one who seduces me."
"That makes no damn sense."
"It makes perfect sense!"
The memory hit her like a stack of fucking bricks. She recalled the details of her fantasy as well, the same detail that she described to her teammates in the cabin in Brunswick Farms. She couldn't believe that she had forgotten about the most important detail. She had always wanted her mother to come onto her. It was the most essential part of the fantasy. Every single time she pictured their lustful, perverted relationship and its beginning, she was always the one on the bottom, being led along on a magical seductive journey by her mommy as she explored the depths of her sexuality. She was never the one pursuing her mom. She was pursuing her dad. She had been so looking forward to being in the orgy with her mom that she forgot the essentialist elements of her desires. Of course, she wasn't going to be successful in seducing her mom! It had nothing to do with morals. She was just going after it all wrong!
But now…now it was ruined! She had successfully enacted the key component of her fantasy, but that component had to be that she wasn't enjoying it! What an even bigger dose of irony! In order to get what she wanted most, she had to no longer desire it. It was a perfect catch-22! If she wanted to sleep with her mom, then Kali would refuse to bang her and she'd be unsatisfied. If she didn't want to sleep with her mom, then Kali would fuck her against her will. It was a goddamn joke. She had perfectly contrived a situation where she would never achieve any degree of sexual satisfaction! How pathetic was she?
Well, okay. In fairness, it was a mild complaint. Not getting to fuck one's mom wasn't really a bad thing. Getting to fuck one's mom when that mom happened to be Kali Belladonna wasn't bad either. Also, there was still a chance everything would turn out okay. After all, those fantasies usually did end with her enjoying it…
Kali spread Blake's legs far apart, exposing her pussy to the crowd of captive sluts. Neither of them very much seemed to care that everyone was watching them, Goddesses included. The women were so numb to all the excess fuckery that honestly, this wasn't really anything to get excited over. In fact, half of them weren't even paying attention. They were just talking amongst themselves about the weather. The only person who was really paying attention was Ilia, who was absolutely furious that she wasn't able to finger herself while she watched Blake have sex with her mother. She was soaking wet, and yet those stupid binds didn't let her rub one out. She considered asking the Goddesses for some assistance, but given her luck, they'd probably make her fuck a pineapple first or something. She would just watch.
And wait.
Watch and wait.
Kali's mouth hovered over Blake's slit, and Blake held her breath waiting for contact. However, Kali refused to kiss her daughter's pussy yet. She blew on it with a steady stream of cold air, causing it to shudder. What a cute little thing. She was going to enjoy feasting upon it. But not now. All that she cared about now was prolonging Blake's ecstasy for as long as possible. That little cocktease had been driving her wild for days, threatening to make her break her moral fortitude. Always shaking her ass, flashing her tits, bathing in milk—hell, that Slut-Off opened her eyes as to how much of a filthy whore her daughter could be. The only recourse for such filthy behavior was the most degrading fuck her mind could imagine, but only once she was properly prepared first.
Like seasoning a steak. But you know…if you fucked the steak.
"Oh, Blake, you look absolutely adorable," Kali cooed. Blake shivered, naked in the cold air, and Kali affectionately petted her cheek, tracing her fingers down the outline of her jaw. She dipped her index finger into Blake's mouth, and the younger kitten's tongue instinctively flicked over the warm appendage. "I love the way you quiver under Mommy's touch. Oh, and look at your cutesy little nipples."
The cold had caused Blake's nipples to stiffen, the budding, sensitive areas basically begging Kali to play with them. She pinched one of them and gave a harsh tug, her nails lightly digging into the surrounding flesh. She smirked as Blake seized up, her teeth chattering as a shocked moan escaped her throat.
"Ha-cha-cha-cha-ha-cha," said Blake. Yes, it was unintelligible, but she was just going to say, "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," so the intended meaning wasn't lost on the MILF. Kali enjoyed the little reactions out of her daughter and continued playing with her nipples. A sharp twist caused Blake's toes to curl. A flick caused her stomach to tighten, exposing the gorgeous abs created from years of Huntress training. Kali pawed at the breasts like a ball of yarn, admiring them as they rocked up and down on top o Blake's chest.
"I'm glad to see my genes paid off somewhere," Kali noted. "Though, to be honest, they aren't quite as big as my own. Don't you agree?" Kali shook her torso, letting her boobs flop in the open air. Their heavy shadow fell over Blake's face, but Blake was still reeling from the constant teasing to admire them. Kali playfully pouted, resting her hands on her hips. "Oh, Blake? You don't like them. You don't like the size of Mommy's tits?" She gave her tits a big squeeze, molding them beneath her fingers. She was so fucking wet just from watching Blake struggle to resist her, but it wasn't enough. She needed more, more, more. "If you don't appreciate these tits…maybe you need to learn to appreciate them!"
Blake panicked as Kali suddenly grabbed onto her head, and before the young Faunus had time to mentally prepare herself, she was pulled directly into her mother's cleavage. Kali giggled as she gazed down at her daughter; she couldn't see her face, but she could see the top of her head, where those cute ears stood equally erect. Her black hair tickled against her skin, and Kali smirked as she grabbed onto her breasts and squeezed them onto Blake's head. Blake gasped as she was smothered in her mother's boobs. She opened her mouth to scream, but that only caused her lips to taste the sweet sweat on her mom's skin. She dug her palms into Kali's stomach, trying to push herself away, but goddamn it, Kali was too fit! It was like trying to push off against a brick wall! Did her mother do curl-ups? Like, the fuck? How was she stronger than her? Blake was a literal Huntress and Kali was a stay-at-home mother in her mid-forties! How? Did MILFhood really grant a woman that much strength?
She dug her nails into Kali's midsection—but that just made Kali howl in delight. "Ooh! Baby wants to play rough, doesn't she?"
It didn't really matter what powered Kali's horniness. The fact was that she was going nowhere unless Kali wanted her to. She would have to suck it up and be absorbed into Kali's heaving chest. Which, to be fair, was actually incredibly comfortable. Kali's breasts were like two big pillows, and even when Kali rocked her chest again, and her tits began to bounce off of Blake's cheeks like the beating of a drum, she still thought it was pretty good.
Kali, however, wasn't satisfied with just the feeling of her daughter against her skin. She always craved more and more. Before Blake could get too comfortable, Kali grabbed a handful of her raven hair and pulled her sharply away from her chest. She leaned her daughter's head back as she gasped for breath, gazing down at the worthless slut with disdain.
"So, starting to like it?" Kali mused.
"I…I…uh…" Blake moaned. Kali rolled her eyes and responded to Blake's uncertainty by spitting directly into her daughter's face. Blake winced as the trail of saliva ran down her eye like a teardrop.
"Still haven't learned your lesson?" Kali asked. "I guess we need to go back to basics, don't we? Back to the very beginning."
The very beginning? What the hell did Kali mean by that? Blake had a second to process it before Kali moved her head once again. Closer to her breast. Closer, closer, wait a second…
By the time Blake figured it out, it was too late. Kali forced her mouth directly over her nipple, and just like she did eighteen years earlier, Kali started to breastfeed her daughter.
Blake tried her best to resist, but of course, her resistance only made Kali more turned on. She squeezed Blake tighter against her titty, and Blake began sucking on it mostly out of terror. It didn't really matter to Blake how incredibly fucking weird it was; it also didn't really matter how uncomfortable she was with literally all of Remnant watching her getting it on with her parent. Her feelings ceased being relevant the moment Kali's inner sexual demon came out. As long as Kali was satisfied, she would continue forcing Blake to go through this deeply ironic form of torture. Unfortunately, Kali wasn't fully satisfied. Yes, Blake was sucking on her nipple like a pacifier and her pussy was wetter than the Atlasian Ocean, and her deep, voyeuristic instinct was being satiated by the turned-on look from the captive sluts in the manor, but there was something missing from this. Something she believed to be very important.
She casually looked up toward the ceiling, where the two all-powerful Goddesses were watching the incestuous fuckfest with great interest. "Excuse me, my Lords. Do you think you can lend a hand here?" She pointed down to her boob with a knowing smirk, and though it took the Goddesses a few moments to figure it out, their encyclopedic knowledge of the perverted arts allowed them to catch on rather quickly. The Goddess of Lust bowed respectfully toward the dominating cat MILF, and with a simple flair for the dramatic, she snapped her finger and let reality warp to her whims. Kali felt something powerful rush up her spine, and an orgasmic, electric tingling rang out over her skin. Blake felt absolutely nothing change at all. She just continued sucking her mom's tit like normal.
And then, as she continued to suck, she felt something warm flood into her mouth.
Because of course.
The milk flooded into Blake's mouth, threatening to spill out of her puckered lips. Kali wouldn't let her have the privilege of spitting it out, naturally. She lightly pinched the back of Blake's neck, and her daughter obediently swallowed gulp after gulp of her mother's milk. Kali affectionately petted and stroked her hair, gazing lovingly at the young woman in her lap. She missed the sensation of her breasts being sucked dry, though hell, with how much she was swelling, she doubted Blake would be able to drain her if she was sucking her all night! Kali was prepared to wait that long. If her right tit got drained, she would switch to her left. If she ran out of milk, she'd make the Goddesses refill her. The feeling of Blake's tongue lapping over her nipple and the milk pumping out of her was too good to go to waste. She reached down to Blake's backside and gave her ass a hearty squeeze. Just because. Blake moaned in panic as the milk flooded into her cheeks. She relaxed into her mother's lap. She was slowly learning to live with it.
However, while Blake was growing more complacent, Ilia was growing more and more frustrated. Yes, it was insanely hot watching Kali and Blake rub together like two sexy sexpots, but the more she watched them, the more she realized that it should have been her. After all, it was Kali's fault that Blake didn't want to have sex with her. It was Kali that stole her eye and enforced the unnecessary sexual boundaries that kept them from fully coming to terms with their relationship. If it wasn't Kali, Ilia would be the one getting her titties sucked in front of thousands of strangers. She would be the one squeezing Blake's ass like a summer plum. It was all bullshit.
But as Ilia's anger grew, so did her realization of the opportunity in front of her. Blake had, somehow, been knocked out of her incestuous spell. If Ilia somehow did manage to get to her, would she actually be able to get Blake to fall in love with her? It was a chance—a fragile, desperate chance, but a chance nonetheless. All she had to do was somehow get to her. She glanced back behind her, where her arms were bound by Salem's many tendrils. They were seemingly holding her in place…but they had never experienced someone with her willpower before. She wriggled as hard as she possibly could, the sight of Blake's reluctance fueling her movements. She felt her bonds begin to weaken…
"Mmmmhmmmhmmm," Blake moaned. Kali plucked Blake off of her, the sloppy suction creating a loud pop as she was pulled free, saliva and milk strands still connecting her lips to her mom's nipple.
"What was that, sweetie?" Kali asked.
"I…I think I'm good now," Blake muttered.
"Say again, dear? I can't hear you," Kali smiled.
"I, uh—"
"Yep," Kali smirked. She smacked Blake's breast.
"I'm pretty full—"
"Of course." Kali pinched Blake's bottom lip, hooking her nail into her skin.
"No more milk, please."
"More milk?"
"No—"
"More milk."
Kali pushed Blake's face into her other tit, and Blake's body went limp. She drank more milk. It was sweet and delicious and went down smoothly down her throat. She fucking hated it kinda.
After another five minutes of breast sucking and slurping and gargling and popping, Kali realized that the time had finally arrived. She felt her sex growing disastrously wet. She could see Blake rubbing her thighs together, trying to stamp out her attraction and failing miserably. She had enough teasing; it was time for the main course. She pulled Blake away again, her daughter's cheeks puffed out and her mouth absolutely flooded. Kali gave her an affectionate pat as Blake nervously gulped down the sweet milk, feeling the heat slide down into her belly. She was dreading what was coming next. She had no idea what kind of terrible thing her mother had in store for her, what hideous disaster that woman will inflict on her. All she knew was that it would probably involve her pussy, Kali's tongue, and feeling really, really good. It was a goddamn nightmare!
She didn't have a say in the matter though. Kali threw her daughter onto the hard, cold, marble floor, and went about positioning her as she liked her. Half of her posing was just for her own amusement. She forced Blake onto her back, spread eagle so that her knees were up by her shoulders and her feet were behind her head. Kali was unsatisfied, so she grabbed Blake's butt and rolled the terrified cat woman up onto her shoulder, exposing her crotch to the air. Kali stood over her, grabbing her daughter's inner thighs and spreading her legs wide. She licked her lips, gazing down the straight line from Blake's slit to her wide, horrified eyes, but she stopped herself before she dived in. It wasn't perfect, though. While she had to admit that she was turned on by the idea of seeing her daughter's face when she ate her out, she was feeling a little more sadistic. She wanted the mystery. She wanted the fear. With another devious smirk, she flipped Blake over onto her hands and knees, exactly like the animal she was. Blake let out a nervous screech, barely able to hold herself upright on her trembling limbs. Her entire body was both freezing and somehow on fire. How was she going to survive? She had to stay calm. She had to stay strong. It was just going to be some cunnilingus. Nothing wrong with that? Just a bit of pussy eating. She could survive. She could survive.
And then she felt her mother's foot against her spine, her wriggling toes tickling the hairs on the back of her neck. She was unprepared as Kali used her foot to slowly push Blake down.
"Oh no, sweetie. You go down there."
Blake's teeth chattered as her cheek pressed against the cold marble, her skin brushed against something moist. It took her a moment to realize that Kali had shoved her face-first into the puddle of her own juices that had formed beneath her while she was being teased. Her tits were her only cushion. Her nipples were freezing against the floor. She was trapped with her ass sticking straight up in the air like a spire, and Kali kneeled down directly behind her, staring lovingly at the feast in front of her.
"Much better, Blake," Kali moaned. She carefully reached forward, and with the care and tenderness only a mother could provide, she spread Blake's ass and gazed at the dripping treasure within. She held herself back, just to build the tension as long as possible. She felt her daughter's goosebumps form beneath her nails. She was waiting for it. They were all waiting for it. Kali was going to fuck her daughter. Blake was going to fuck her mom. The suspense was palpable. When was it going to happen?
Now?
Now?
Now?
Any second…
"Uh, Mommy, are you going to—"
Kali dove forward and thrust her tongue deep into Blake's pussy, and Blake came hard. It was all too much for her to comprehend: after hours and hours—hell, years—of desperation and lust, her mother was buried nose deep in her vagina. Her body was unable to handle the pleasure, and every mild flick, every lick, every suck drew another orgasm out of her. Kali's tastebuds were overwhelmed with Blake's juices, but it didn't deter her. She felt Blake's inner walls spasming against her tongue, but she only lapped her daughter up even harder. Blake's ass shuddered around her nose, and she threatened to collapse completely, but Kali grabbed onto her hips and held her in position so that she could keep on fucking her.
"Ohhhhhh Goooooodddddddddd!" Blake screamed. Her nails nearly scraped clean through the marble floor. Her clit was throbbing, so hot she thought it would explode. Her body violently shuddered, bouncing on Kali's face, but that just made Kali's tongue dive even deeper inside of her. Kali was barely able to lick up her daughter's lust, clear juices dribbling down her chin. She battered the inside of Blake's labia like it was the last thing she would ever do, thrashing her tongue all around, trying to taste every last centimeter of her pussy. There was something deeply shameful about it. Under any other circumstances where Blake would actually want the feeling of her mother's tongue inside of her, she was wide awake. Fully conscious. She totally would have passed out if she had actually wanted this. That would be precisely how the universe would fuck with her. But now, she would have to withstand the writhing, and the throbbing, and the cumming…holy shit, the cumming…
Kali gasped, pulling away for a sharp breath before diving back into the constant cunnilingus. "Good girl. Who's a good girl?" she whispered lovingly between licks. "Cum for me. That's good. Cum for Mommy. Give me all of it, sweetie. Give me all of your fucking cum, Blake."
A dull, amused hush had fallen over the crowd. Every single one of them had a pristine view of the sluttiest, incestuous sex show of the evening, and yet, Blake didn't have the mental capacity to care anymore. She didn't care that the entire world could see her pussy exposed. She didn't even care that she wasn't enjoying this. Wait, was she enjoying this? She couldn't do brain no good anymore. Too much Mommy sex. Too much sex with Mommy and Mommy tongue…
Kali finally pulled away after minutes of constant, prolonged orgasm, smirking at her work. Blake's pussy was still spasming from the aftereffects, and Kali gave it a satisfied little pat before wiping away the strands of clear fluid from her lips.
"Oh, darling. You look so cute when you cum," Kali cooed.
"I…I…I…" Blake stammered, barely able to hold her ass up in the air.
"But I'm afraid it's not over yet," Kali said, shaking her head.
It wasn't?
"No, that was just the main course. Now, it's time for dessert."
Dessert? Who gave a fuck about food metaphors? What was Kali going to do to her?
"I mean…" Kali smiled, spreading Blake's ass wide once again. "Who can deny this delicious little asshole of yours?"
Blake's eyes went wide with fear. No. Not that. Not ass-eating. She wouldn't be able to withstand the hotness of it. Her mind would shut down. She would literally go into shock and die. Kali didn't give a fuck, naturally. Hell, at this rate, she was probably into necrophilia. She'd fuck a corpse as good as nobody's business. Kali smiled wide as she leaned in, taking a long, loud sniff of Blake's puckering, winking asshole.
"Mmmmm…that's the good stuff," Kali moaned. She licked her lips one final time to make sure they were nice and moist. "Now, it's time for this kitty to get her treats—"
"Get the fuck away from her, you piece of whore!"
Kali didn't see her coming. She didn't know how she broke out of her chains. Se didn't know where she found the strength. But Kali did feel her—she felt Ilia ramming into her like a truck, tackling her onto the ground.
"Hey, what the fuck!" Kali cried before she was assailed by an onslaught of furious fists from above.
"Whore! Whore! Don't touch my Blake, you Blake-stealing whore!"
The room, which had been entranced by the constant fucking, suddenly came to life. The Goddess, having closely monitored the situation from above, considered stepping in to intervene. After all, they were enjoying watching the mother-daughter fuckfest as much as anyone—well, not Salem and Emerald, who were still fucking each other high in the rafters. Not Yang either, whose brain had probably turned to mush half an hour ago from all the tentacles. But they were enjoying it, dammit! However, before they intervened and removed Ilia from the equation, they suddenly realized that they were watching something also enjoyable: a naked, sexy catfight.
They let it go.
"Ilia, get off of me!" Kali cried, trying to defend herself. Ilia's blows weren't strong, but they were good at disorienting her, and the chameleon girl refused to let up.
"You don't get to ruin Blake before I fuck her!" Ilia yelled. "She's mine! Mine! I love her in a normal person way, you sexy cunt!"
"Thank you for calling me sexy!" Kali shouted in pain.
"No problem!" Ilia shouted back. "Now, fucking die!"
Kali, however, would not fucking die. She would only do the former of those things on this day. She decided to stop playing around and allowed her natural motherly instinct to guide her and give her power. She suddenly grabbed onto Ilia's wrists, and with a tremendous display of force, turned the tables on the young Huntress. Ilia cried in shock as she was suddenly thrown over and their positions were flipped, with Kali straddling her and holding her arms captive above her head. Ilia closed her eyes and struggled.
"Ilia, stop this!"
"No, never!"
"Listen to me!"
"Let me go, bitch!"
"Ilia, stop."
"I said—"
Ilia's resistance was quickly quelled when Kali leaned forward and stole a kiss right from the Faunus's lips. Ilia was forced into stunned silence as Kali's tongue penetrated her mouth, and for the first time in her life, she felt another woman's kiss. Even more than that…she could taste Blake's cum in her mouth. She wanted more.
Kali pulled away and looked Ilia dead in the eye. She gestured over to Blake's quivering, exposed body and gave the young redhead a suggestive glance.
"Ilia," Kali informed her, "nobody said you couldn't join us."
Ilia looked at Blake, who was in no physical or mental condition to do the thing where she looked back at Ilia and they looked back and forth at each other for several seconds. All she saw was a woman who just had more orgasms in the last five minutes than she had in her entire life, and more importantly than that: a woman who could probably afford to have a couple more. Maybe even help a friend out along the way. Ilia had always wanted Blake to herself, but asking herself the obvious question, she came to an obvious answer.
What would be even hotter than fucking Blake? Fucking Blake and her mom at the same time.
Cock.
Cock.
Cock.
Cock.
Ruby had a lot of cock on the mind recently. Not in the mind. That would be her sister. No, she just had cock in every other part of her body. One cock, specifically.
Weiss's cock.
Weiss's big, splendid, wondrous, monstrous, girthy, disgusting, throbbing, amazing, huge-ass cock.
That cock was currently buried at least twelve inches inside of her throat, stretching her esophagus from the inside out. She was pretty certain she felt the tip rubbing against her heart, and she was also pretty certain that she wasn't able to breathe. Breathing ceased to matter to her, unfortunately. Weiss was clenching the back of her head and forcing Ruby's face right against her lap, demanding that she either take all of her length or suffer the consequence. She had suffered a few such consequences already. Weiss's hot cum was flooded over her tits, dribbling down her nose like snot, bubbling out and burning her insides as Weiss lined the inside of her throat with layers of sticky, white cream. Ruby felt Weiss's balls throb against her chin, though when she looked up at Weiss—much in the same way that a priestess would stare up at a God—she saw Weiss staring down at her with contempt. Ropes of cum were being blasted directly into her stomach, and still, Weiss could only stare at her like a filthy animal.
It made Ruby realize that breathing was overrated.
Weiss retracted her massive shlong from Ruby's lip with an audible smack, and Ruby's gag reflex took over as she coughed up heavy mouthfuls of semen. Weiss's still erect dick was staring her right in the face, coated and glistening with the white, almost clear cum. Weiss took a deep, dissatisfied breath and ran her grip from the base of her cock to its tip, sliding her hot seed between her fingers.
"What? Can't handle it?" Weiss said mockingly. Ruby tried to cover her mouth, but she couldn't stop herself from choking up more semen. It dripped all over her breasts and ran down her smooth stomach onto the floor. Weiss shook her head in disappointment. "You were supposed to swallow, Ruby. Don't you love me enough for that?"
"S-Sorry—achk! Sorry, Weiss," Ruby said. She managed to keep some of the cum in her mouth, and pathetically smeared some of the semen off her right breast to suckle off her fingers. Weiss rolled her eyes lovingly, giving Ruby's cheek an affectionate whack with her dick.
"Oh, you know I can't stay mad at you," Weiss cooed. She squatted down and forcefully kissed Ruby, shooting her tongue into the younger Huntress's mouth and cleaning her own cum out of Ruby's lips. Of all the cum she had swallowed that evening, it was the purest and most refined. Exactly what one expected from a Schnee. When she pulled away, she saw Ruby gazing at her with big hearts in her eyes, utterly in love with her master. Weiss had drained her balls into Ruby's mouth non-stop for the past several minutes. There was so much more of her body to conquer. Mainly in the lower half. She was sure Ruby wouldn't mind having her pussy torn apart by a massive cock. She'd be a huge fan. And, if she wasn't—fuck it! Weiss would do it anyway. What was it that Cinder said about consent? It was when someone had sex willingly, even when they didn't want to. That made sense, right? It wasn't like anyone had respected her right to consent when they were double-teaming her asshole or making her fuck her own sister, or plowing a tentacle in her vagina. She was a new Weiss. A more dominant Weiss. A Weiss that saw a woman with a hole and thought, Yeah, let's stick a dick in there, preferably one attached to me.
Plus, she had some catching up to do. She was still in a sex contest with Cinder, after all, and glancing over to the bed, she saw that Cinder was making some…interesting progress with her own Ruby.
"Woof!"
"I can't hear you, doggy!"
"Woof! Woof, woof, woof!"
"Take my massive cock, you dumb doggy bitch!"
The other Ruby was on all fours. Cinder squatted over her, drilling her huge dick directly into that Ruby's asshole. Weiss had never seen an asshole stretch that wide before. She was confident that if Cinder ever removed her dick, the asshole would never be able to close itself again. What a life! She could see Ruby's face contorted in pain, tears streaming down her face, though it wasn't entirely asshole-based agony. No, it probably had more to do with all the other physical abuse that Cinder was dealing out. She pulled sharply on Ruby's hair, slapped her in the back of her head, scratched her Grimm claws into Ruby's back deep enough to draw out blood, and thrust her hips at such lightning speed she would make a jackhammer jealous. Actually, that was a lot of blood on Ruby's back. Probably a healthy amount of bruises, too. Did…did Weiss need to go help her?
She glanced down at her own Ruby. The redhead was staring at her clone's abuse with wide-eyed wonder.
Obviously, she was into it. Weiss just needed to escalate.
"Hah!" the Schnee heiress proclaimed as she grabbed her Ruby by the hair and dragged her over to the bed. "Is that the best you got?"
Cinder flashed her a menacing grin. "Even on my worst day, I'm ten times the fuck that you are. Give me a second…" She grunted hard and jammed her cock as deep into Ruby's ass as she could go. Ruby's eyes rolled back into her head as her intestines were filled to the brim. She felt the force of the cum trying to rush out of her only to be plugged up by Cinder's still-present shaft, clogging up her exit like a dam. However, Weiss was deeply unamused.
"Oh, wow. You came once?" She laughed dismissively.
"You're mocking me for only just cumming?" Cinder said snidely. "You do realize premature ejaculation is for losers, right?"
"It's only bad to cum if you can't keep going afterward," Weiss said, grabbing her erect dick and shaking it at the Fall Maiden. "And I have plenty of energy left."
"Yeah," Cinder laughed. "If that's all the cum you can produce with those tiny little raisins for balls, no wonder you can keep going."
Weiss crossed her arms. "Please. Like you could really fill her up with that—"
She wasn't allowed to finish before Cinder suddenly pulled out, and a fountain of white seed poured out of Ruby's ass. Weiss's eyes went wide with shock. Spurt after spurt after spurt of cum came out of the young Huntress, spilling down onto the sheets, onto the floor, getting absolutely everywhere and coating every inch of the bed. Cinder never stopped smiling at her as the pumping continued. There had to be literal gallons of cream coming out of Ruby's ass, more than should have been possible under the existing laws of physics. It was all so thick, so heavy, so pure—far purer than hers, which was irritating as shit. When the torrent of seed finally stopped, Ruby was on her hands and knees within an inch-deep puddle of Cinder's cum, and she let out a low, pleasured moan.
"Woooooooooooof."
"Oh," Cinder shrugged. "What was that about having stamina, Tiny Cummer?"
A lot of thoughts occurred at once. Cinder felt an immense sense of confidence. The drained Ruby felt a deep sense of relief, like two gallons of pressure had been removed from her body. The other Ruby was mad at herself that she didn't bother rushing behind her clone so she could shit out a massive spurt of Cinder's cum directly onto her face; a sentence that really never should have been said by any human being. But Weiss? All she was thinking was how she needed to escalate.
Really escalate.
Weiss looked down at her pet Ruby, more determined than ever.
"Ruby?"
"Yes, Weiss?" said Ruby expectantly, barely managing to pry away her eyes from her clone's gaping ass.
Weiss narrowed her gaze. "I'm going to impregnate the shit out of you now."
Ruby's eyes lit up like fireworks. Impregnate? Her? Now? Right now? Putting a baby inside of her? Holy fuck, that would be hot. She didn't need Weiss to order her any further. She jumped up onto her feet and launched herself onto the bed. She splashed into the cum puddle, throwing up semen onto Cinder's smug face, and she landed spread eagle on her back and eagerly beckoned Weiss toward her pussy. Weiss wasn't enthusiastic as she climbed over Ruby and took position to penetrate her. Well, she was, but she was so furious that she couldn't fully enjoy the moment. She glared at Cinder dead in the eye as she lined up the dripping tip of her cock with Ruby's entrance. She was going to show that big-cocked whore who the best Ruby-fucker was.
There was a time for easing into it. Under different circumstances, Weiss would have slowly pushed her way inside Ruby, savoring the sex with her girlfriend. But now, motivated by hate, she felt there was no time for waiting. She grabbed Ruby's hips for leverage and rammed every inch of her cock into that bitch as hard as she could, causing Ruby to scream in delight. Weiss humped Ruby as powerfully as she could, pulling herself out completely before shoving her way back inside, each thrust accompanied b a loud, wet schlap. Ruby's vaginal walls were too tight, too narrow to contain her massive girth, but they made it work, and by making it work, they meant that Weiss just kept fucking her hard without giving a shit about any damage she was causing to Ruby's pussy. Ruby's tongue flopped out of her mouth. She drooled everywhere, completely stupefied by Weiss's cock. She felt it stretching her to her breaking point. She felt its tip repeatedly bash against her cervix. Fuck, she was sure she felt her womb jiggle. She only wanted more. She wanted Weiss to rupture her. She wanted to be torn in half. She wanted Weiss to keep pounding, pounding, pounding, pounding…
Cinder sneered. "Oh, you think you're fucking clever, huh? Two can play at this game. Ruby!"
Ruby said nothing. Cinder barked at her again. "Ruby!"
"Huh?" Ruby said, startled. "O-Oh. Sorry. I was just…a little tired—"
Cinder slapped Ruby in the back of the head, causing Ruby to gasp excitedly. "You don't get to be excited! Get on top of yourself!"
"On top of…myself?" Ruby said, confused. "I don't think that's physically possible. I'm not that flexible."
"No, you dumbass! On top of yourself!" Cinder said, angrily pointing at her Weiss-fucked clone. Ruby nodded in understanding.
"Ohhhh. Sorry. My brain is still a little scrambled from your—"
Cinder slapped her again. "Go!"
Ruby giggled fearfully, scrambling to take her desired position. She scampered over the over Ruby, positioning her cum-dripping ass over her clone's face while getting up close and personal with Weiss's big, sloppy dick. Weiss noticed the intruder when she could no longer see Ruby's pleasure-distorted, ahegao face. It didn't stop her from thrusting, of course. She was determined to fuck her way right into Ruby's womb and pump a load so deep inside of her that she was bound to get knocked up. But she did cast a sideways, furious glance as Cinder took position behind her Ruby, gliding her cock up and down the crevice of Ruby's ass before lining it up with her entrance.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Weiss screamed at her.
"Besting you again," Cinder gloated. She grabbed onto Ruby's thighs and plowed her way straight into Ruby's pussy, dumping every inch of her cock into the scythe-wielding slut at once. Ruby yelled out in horror and pleasure, collapsing down onto her other self with all of her weight. Cinder's eyes glowed with fire as she humped Ruby, wielding every speck of her supernatural powers to energize and strengthen her cock. If Weiss's Ruby felt her insides jiggle, Cinder's Ruby felt her insides explode. She thought for sure she felt her pussy rupture, her organs split apart as they were unable to contain Cinder's girth. Did they actually do that? Probably not, considering she was still alive. But it sure as fuck felt like it! She never felt so stuffed and satisfied in her entire life. She collapsed face-first into her clone's muff, drooling and licking all over Ruby's pussy, lubricating her other's entrance. Weiss felt an extra source of pleasure as her cock slipped more easily inside of Ruby's sex, each thrust accompanied by an accidental, electric lick from the other Ruby's tongue. It felt good physically, but spiritually, she only felt fury.
"Get your Ruby off of my Ruby!" Weiss demanded.
"No way!" Cinder said with a deep growl. "I'm going to impregnate this bitch harder than you ever could. I'll give this fucking slut a creampie so loaded, she'll pair of twins!"
"That's! Not! How! Impreg! Nation! Works!" Weiss shouted between her thrusts. She briefly pulled out her cock and smacked the other Ruby on the top of her head with it, smearing her cum in her short, red hair. "The amount of semen has no relation to the number of kids you'll have! It just increases the general likelihood of getting pregnant!"
"Do you think I give a fuck about scientific accuracy?" Cinder yelled back at her. She pushed herself deep inside Ruby before dropping down lower, making sure to rub her balls all over Ruby's face.
"Get your filthy balls off my Ruby!" Weiss bellowed. In retaliation, she grabbed Ruby's face and shoved her cock deep into her throat, using her mouth to moisten her cock before pumping it back inside Ruby's slit.
"Two can play at that game," Cinder declared, switching up her strategy and forcing the bottom Ruby to give her a deep blowjob before pounding Ruby's pussy again. And then back to Ruby's mouth. And then back to Ruby pussy. Back and forth and back and forth, alternating between each of the two beautiful, sopping wet holes of two identical sluts. Weiss, never one to be outdone, followed the same tactic, forcing the Rubies into being her rhythmic cocksleeves. They maintained perfect eye contact, cold blue eyes piercing into burning amber. They did not smile or show off. They were straightlaced and deadly serious, pumping and pumping and fucking until they could prove to the other that they were the ultimate Ruby Pleasurer.
And neither Ruby minded being treated like dirt, of course. For them, it was just great to be brought along for the ride.
When Weiss reached her peak, she made sure to select the right hole, drilling deep and bashing the tip of her cock right against Ruby's gaping cervix. She stared Cinder dead in the eye as she released her load. It wasn't anything compared to Cinder's ludicrous cumshot, but it was enough to send the slutty redhead into sensory overload. Weiss filled every inch of her, shooting her cream into every corner of Ruby's uterus, spilling out and coating her inner walls, flooding her fallopian tubes, and overwhelming every one of her slutty, welcoming eggs. Weiss exploded inside of her as if there was no tomorrow—but Cinder wouldn't take that lying down. She penetrated Ruby's pussy as well and came on her own, seemingly by command, painting Ruby's vagina with her seed. She snarled like a ravenous beast as she finished inside of the Huntress, her stubborn moans of pleasure only drowned out by the two Rubies' orgasmic cries. By the time they had finished cumming, each of the Rubies' bellies was swollen with molten hot seed, and their pussies were trembling from constant orgasms, and they were absolutely, positively, tremendously pregnant with little Weiss and Cinder babies.
But still, Weiss wasn't done. Neither was Cinder. They pulled out of their respective Rubies and stared at each other's still throbbing dicks, sneering with discontent.
"You must be so fucking proud of yourself," Weiss said, walking on her knees across the cum-covered mattress to approach the Fall Maiden.
"I am," Cinder admitted. "I can go another few rounds. Unlike that flabby little chode of yours, I'm not going to go down for a long time."
"Oh, I can still fucking go," Weiss said. She scooted closer until she was a foot away from Cinder. "I bet your Ruby would love to take me inside her. Then she can feel what a real woman's dick feels like."
"Your Ruby was practically asleep while you were banging her," Cinder said cruelly. She inched closer.
"That's caused I fucked her into unconsciousness, slut," Weiss bragged. She closed the distance until they were eye-to-eye and chest-to-chest, tits pressed up against each other. Their cocks were sandwiched between their abs, their hot, creamy, sensitive shafts twitching against themselves.
"Who would ever want to get fucked by you?" Cinder said, licking her lips.
"Not a lot of people could handle the Schneenis," Weiss gloated.
"Oh, you have a name for it?"
"It's pretty infamous."
"Shame it's wasted on someone so pathetic."
"Like I would ever waste it on you."
Cinder leaned in close. "You're such a worthless cunt."
Weiss grinned harshly, feeling Cinder's breath on her lips. "You perverted, disgusting whore."
Cinder stared deep into Weiss's eyes.
Weiss glared back.
They stood like that for a long moment…and then, as expected, Cinder turned around, got on all fours, and grinned back at Weiss, spreading her cheeks with her Grimm fingers.
"What the fuck are you waiting for?"
Weiss smirked. "I thought you'd never ask."
Weiss jumped on top of Cinder, and with all of her strength, she fucked Cinder's asshole raw. Cinder cackled in evil delight as her butt was stretched clean, and Weiss took incredible pleasure from thrusting her length in and out of Cinder's backside. That sniveling cunt had buttfucked her earlier, so it was only natural that she got to take her revenge. She rammed into Cinder hard, riding her like a bull, balls slapping against her cheeks as she grinding every inch around her ass. Cinder stood up straight and leaned back into Weiss's cock, getting leverage so she could properly bounce up and down at the impressive Schnee cock.
"That's it, you fucking bitch!" Cinder laughed. "Make something of yourself and fuck me senseless!"
"Scream for me, bitch!" Weiss shouted. She reached around and grabbed onto Cinder's heaving, bouncing tits, using them for support as she thrust up into Cinder's anal cavity. With her own hands free, Cinder grabbed onto her own length and began to rapidly stroke it, jerking off her glistening cock as Weiss plowed her from behind. Their powerful thrusts sent the whole bed rocking up and down, and the entire room became filled with constant screaming, laughing, moaning, and above all, loud, wet slaps of pounding meat. The chaos was enough to mildly stir the Rubies from their brief, climax-caused slumber. They didn't have the energy to look around or to stand, however. They were purely drained, coated in cum from head-to-toe, and leaking from all orifices. Yet, they couldn't help but notice that they were still sixty-nining each other, and there happened to be a nice pussy in front of each of their faces, already moist and inviting. They didn't say anything to each other, because after all, they were thinking the exact same thing. It was pure instinct for each Ruby to lean forward, stick out their tongues, and began eating each other out.
Tasting herself was super weird. It was good that Ruby finally knew what Ruby tasted like. Amazingly, despite the crazy things that had happened that night, she never managed to eat herself out before. She tasted exactly like she thought she would, though of course, their respective flavors were diluted with all of Weiss and Cinder's semen. The two Rubies gulped down their lovers' seed greedily as they tongued each other deeply, exploring each other's bodies in an intimate manner that only an identical copy could manage. Their ears were flooded by Weiss and Cinder's radical fuckbang, but they were more than content to satisfying each other's desires on their own. After all, Ruby knew what was best for Ruby, and Ruby didn't want to let Ruby down. Their final orgasms were content and quiet; not the crazed screaming from earlier, but the muffled, earnest moans caused by digging themselves into their other's pussy as deep as they could go and swallowing whatever juices they released.
Weiss and Cinder were quickly approaching their end as well, even if neither of them would admit it.
"Is that all you got?"
"Take this cock, bitch!"
"Keep going!"
"Harder!"
"Harder!"
"Fuck yes!"
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
Weiss pulled Cinder into her as hard as she could, and the two reached their climaxes together. Weiss unloaded her biggest torrent of cum yet deep into Cinder's ass, while Cinder's cock exploded, spraying her load directly onto her own face and breasts. Their final loads were their most powerful as the last o their dick-growing drugs ran off, and soon, Cinder felt Weiss's come rushing all throughout her insides. Her own dick went out of control, and she began shooting off cum in every direction like a wild firehose, painting the walls, the ceilings, and every inch of her body in her own sticky, white sperm. Weiss held on for dear life as she contained her orgasm within Cinder's ass, though even that proved to no longer be efficient. Cinder felt the cum bubbling up inside of her, rising throughout her stomach, her throat—and before she knew it, a rush of cum came flooding out of her mouth, spilling down all over her naked body. She choked and sputtered out the final, repulsive, delicious gallons of Weiss's seed, and her own cock eventually stopped twitching, and then together, she and Weiss collapsed onto a heap on the bed, holding each other tightly as they came down from their intense climax.
The aftermath of the foursome was quiet. The bedroom was painted pure white, and everything from the bedposts to the dresser to the corners of the ceiling was thickly glazed. Weiss, Cinder, and the Rubies all laid together in a hot, sticky cuddle pile, the semen covering them almost acting like the glue binding them all together. They didn't know how long they had been lying there, but time seemed to stop existing after such a tremendous fuckfest. One of the Rubies—the little spoon—eventually picked her head off the soaking pillow.
"So, uh…I guess we can call that a tie?"
Cinder and Weiss looked at her suspiciously.
"A tie?" Cinder asked. "What's a tie?"
"You know," Ruby said innocently. "Your Ruby-fucking contest. You both win?"
Cinder and Weiss paused for a moment, looking at each other in confusion before their eyes suddenly went wide.
"Goddammit!" Weiss screamed, sitting up and punching the cummy mattress. "I completely forgot about that!"
"Me too!" Cinder stated. "Shit, that orgasm really fucked with our minds!"
"Well, we can't have a tie," Weiss declared, pointing at the two Rubies. "Tell us: which of us was the better fuck?"
"Uh, both of you?" the Rubies said simultaneously.
"Wait a second," Cinder groaned. "Weren't we trying to see which Ruby was better, not which one of us was better?"
"I can't remember!" Weiss said angrily. "All I know is that we wanted to have sex with the Rubies, and then we all ended up just fucking each other. What a disaster!"
"This won't do," Cinder said, placing her hands on her hips. "We have to figure out who has the best, sluttiest Ruby, and which one of us is the best at pleasuring her."
The second Ruby awkwardly raised her hand. "Uh, can't we all just say that you were equally good and we were equally slutty?"
"Fuck no!" Cinder stated firmly. "There are no ties! There are winners and losers, and I am not coming in second place to some Schnee whore! Me—and my Ruby—are number one!"
"Agreed," Weiss said. "I mean, I don't agree about the last sentence, but I concur with the general sentiment! Only one of us can be the sluttiest Ruby couple."
The Rubies scratched the backs of their heads. "Well," asked one. "What do you want to do?"
Cinder stroked her chin thoughtfully when a phenomenal idea suddenly hit her. An idea so good that it would certainly bring an end to their Ruby feud. A feud-by, so to speak. "Hold on, everyone! I know exactly how to fix this. Whichever one of you is Weiss's Ruby, come over here. I want to try something."
Though all three were suspicious about Cinder's intentions, they were curious to see where she was going with this. The big spoon Ruby shrugged and climbed up to knees, waddling over to the center of the bed. Weiss confirmed that she was, in fact, her Ruby. She'd recognized those blowjob lips anywhere.
"Okay, Ruby. I want you to face Weiss," Cinder instructed her. The Ruby did as she commanded, turning to face her lover while Cinder casually positioned herself behind her.
"Okay…"
"Now," Cinder explained. "I'm going to ask you some questions. I want you to answer as honestly as you can, all right?"
"Okay," Ruby said firmly. She looked Weiss square in the face and took a deep breath, ready for whatever challenges Cinder would throw at her.
Cinder nodded proudly. "Okay. Question One: I'm going to cut your head off."
Ruby raised an eyebrow. "How is that a ques—"
And before she could say another word, Cinder summoned a sword out of thin air and promptly sliced Ruby's head clean off her shoulders.
