Yang had taken off the clothes she was given and stared at herself, shocked and afraid. She wasn't feeling well at all. At first, Yang considered that maybe she ate too much food with how big her stomach got. But it was still growing, and she had rushed to a bedroom with a mirror and found that her body is reacting too violently to the strange effect of whatever is happening. She then grunts and holds her arms to her churning and lumpy stomach before gripping a nearby dresser to the point of bending the wood and spreads her legs. Yang then remembers the promise she made herself in the shower. If she were pregnant, then she would kill this thing. And with that being the case right now, she flexes her arms and slams her fists together, the bracelet around her wrists expanding with a click and covers her hand and part of her arm as some shotgun shells click off onto the ground. Yang grits her teeth as another contraction came, and she struggles to remain upright before gripping the dresser again to steady herself. All she had to do was spread her legs and push as much as she can.
Yang keeps working with the contractions, trying to push this monster out of her. She feels something pressing apart her sore and leaking cunt lips and advances again. This time she feels the head slipping through. The pain is immense for her as her knees buckle, but she uses her hand to stay up on her feet. Yang keeps working with the contraction after contraction. And one by one, the monster baby starts to push through before falling and slipping through the last bits. Yang pants as she hears a splat and smirks with a grin, cocking her weapon on her arm before trying to move it again. However, she finds she can't move that much right now, and her knees buckle under her. Yang gasps and hits the floor before falling onto her side. Her body just wasn't recovered fully yet, and it is showing. She groans and tries to fight the urge to close her eyes. She tells herself not to fall asleep, but it was too late. When her eyes closed one more time, she couldn't open them again.
Yang slowly felt herself rolling over onto something before she cried out and moaned in her sleep. She feels something grabbing at her chest and moans when one of her breasts is pulled around and then something laying on her stomach. Yang struggles to wake up again, trying to will herself to do so, but it wasn't enough as she somewhat enjoys the pleasant feeling of her sore and milked.
"Good…nice and fertile will be able to restore clan…quickly," a youngish voice says, speaking like the goblins that raped her, talking only not as bad as broken english.
Yang moans softly as one of her breasts empty, and then her other milk bag begins to be drained dry. Yang gives soft gasps and moans, pushing her chest more to this unseen force. "Fortunate…mother a good cow and fertile. Even though the clan wiped out, we can make a stronger one," the goblin says, his english sounding less broken.
Yang moans and picks her head up to see whatever is on her chest and pulling at her breasts. She then shakily gasps as she looks to the goblin-like creature on top of her. But this one is different. It stood bigger and more firmly built than the rest of the beasts that raped her. This one stood as big as a ten-year-old boy with an evil glint in his eyes. A set of hair on top of his head and muscles that fit him well enough, he can blend in with others. But what shocks her is the cock that twitches between her breasts and leaking precum on her chin. She stifles her mouth together to shut it as the length stood slightly bigger by a few inches above a foot than the ones that emptied inside her yesterday.
"But mother is also strong. Must make sure under control. Must also refill," the goblin says before it's hand glows blue and what looks like a spectral pet collar appears in its grip. Yang struggles to lift a hand, but her tired body doesn't move. She tries to move her head around before feeling the steel spectral collar slipped around her neck. Yang then gasps and feels a massive shock to her mind as if electricity flowed into it. The monster grabs at her neck before pulling off with chains following his hand as if being commanded by him. Another round of shocks zaps Yang, and her body seizes and pushes her chest out in return. Finding the strength, she moves her head to look down her body to see what had happened. Her eyes fly widely across the new additions to her form. A set of chains slowly leads to her chest, where a ring of unique metal is wrapped around her breasts, keeping them pushed up and pronounced like a bra. When her eyes glaze over her limbs, she finds ghostly chains leads from under her breasts and to her wrists where some shackles are tied around them. Those also have chains, and even another set from her breasts lead down to her ankles where a tighter set of shackles keep still as her body still seizes.
"Can feel mother's strength now…mother strong. Is very valuable breeding cow. Will survive and become goblin broodmother," the monster informs, licking his chops as if he was going to eat her out, which may not be far off. He then grabs both of her breasts and yanks at them painfully for her as the chains rattle and shakes in her sudden movements that he gives. When he removes his hands, there is a chain from her makeshift bra where a chain leads up to her nipples each and pokes deeper through the base. The breasts slowly went from deflated bags to milk jugs as the goblin yanks on them and milk spurted out of the tips. "Mother now feed me more. Make me strong," he calls and latches his mouth on them both, drinking the milk with deep gulps.
Yang was having trouble wrapping her head around what was happening as this monster she had birthed out had somehow put her in a bondage outfit and was nursing from her. The chains keep shaking as he gave a hard suck and out poured so much milk; they dripped down her breasts and pools below her. The goblin now stands as he was like a twelve-year-old human boy and gets to his feet. Already her breasts are refilling back to size faster than her monster kid can drink it down.
"Me go scavenge. Try to find weapon. You rest and recover," the monster says, letting go of the spectral chain he was holding and walks out the door.
Yang groans and rolls her head around, trying to sit up before she finally finds the strength and moves to sit on her ass against the dresser. She then tries to spread her limbs apart to break the chains, but they clatter and don't budge an inch for her. A round of laughter and cackling reaches her ears as she hears the goblin laughing at her misfortune. All before she felt the heavy weights go away for her arms and legs. Yang quickly looks down and sees the chains vanishing along with the spectral metal and then the collar when she touches it. Yang becomes excited and tries to get up before feeling dizzy and falls against the bed frame. The sudden rush to stand didn't help matters in the slightest.
Richard sighs as he makes it back. The rifle still hanging on his shoulder, he heads into the house, opening the door, and freezes as a goblin stands on the counter of the kitchen, staring at him like a deer in the headlight. Red hot anger surged through Richard as he brought his rifle off his shoulder and brought the sights to bear on the goblin and fired.
The goblin yells in incredible pain as a bullet lodges itself within its right shoulder, sending its blood onto the counter, but no exit hole was made. The goblin jolted back to reality from the pain and made a mad scramble and rushed for the back door to run. Richard starts to reload, chasing after the goblin. The goblin throws open the door, terrified now. It was hunted by a human who is so angry that it could feel its intention to murder it like the rest of the clan. Beastial terror rushed through it as it ran, not thinking.
Richard reloads his rifle and aims at the retreating goblin as it runs. He wanted to make this shot count and take this monster out. As he judged the range, something happened. Space seemed to warp in front of the goblin. This hesitation cost Richard as the goblin seems to disappear as the area kept distorting. The distortion didn't last long as it appears to collapse in on itself, and then it was gone.
Richard sighs and frowns towards the offending area before remembering something. "Yang!" he yells while rushing back into the house. "Yang! Speak up!" he calls while throwing open doors until he enters the bedroom and finds a naked and sweaty Yang lying against the ground. Richard runs over and picks her up into his arms before carrying her to the bathroom and quickly turns on the showers, laying her inside as gently as he could. The sudden rush of cold water that turns warm makes Yang sputter and cough before looking around sleepy and spots him staring at her worried.
"Hey…" Yang greets, smiling while trailing off sleepily.
"You ok?" Richard asks, his eyes checking her over. He notices her cunt wasn't leaking like when they first found her thankfully. He then looked at her wrists, and eyes widened as he recognized what was on them but chose this wasn't the time for questions that came to mind.
Yang smiles as she looks up at him and enjoys the warm cascade of water. "More or less. You got that little bastard?" she whispers hoarsely.
"Don't worry about that for now. Come on," Richard says, turning off the water and starts examining her as best he could with his limited medical knowledge. After that, he got a towel and helped her dry off. "You want help getting in some clothes, or you want to rest like this?" Richard asks.
Yang gives a weak yawn and suddenly falls against him as her legs give out from the tiring day. "…take me to bed…" she yawns again, gripping his arm as tightly as possible to make sure he is real in her mind and not hallucinating the goblin and asking her own birthed monster.
"Alright, we will talk when you rest up," Richard says, picking her up and takes her to his bed. After tucking her in, he found she fell asleep already. Richard, after that, looks around the house for the clothes she had worn and sets them out next to his bed and starts locking up. Before finally, he then gets online to make sure of something he couldn't believe if it was true.
Richard didn't leave the house as he waited for Yang to wake. He waited until he heard movement around midday. He braced himself as this was going to be interesting when he heard, "Wait?! I have two arms!?"
"…ah…might be more than likely," Richard comments to himself as he still waits.
Richard looks toward the door and sees Yang steps out in her loose clothing and spots Richard sitting in a lounge chair. "Sorry if you heard that," she apologizes for, a little embarrassed. "Must be weird hearing something like that."
"Ah…you feeling good enough to talk?" Richard asks, getting up and heads into the kitchen to get some food he had saved for her in the fridge.
Yang was about to speak before her stomach did it for her, and she giggles with a blush. "Kinda. Please tell me you got more of that food from last," she asks and steps over to the kitchen counter to sit by it.
"You want to eat first as well…this conversation might kill it," Richard says.
"What conversation?" Yang asks as he slides the plate of food in front of her, and she digs in without missing a beat.
Richard said nothing as he scrutinized her, which didn't escape Yang's attention, but she could tell it wasn't in a creepy way, but as if he was checking her if she was real or to make sure of something. When she finished, Richard spoke. "Tell me, do you have a sister named Lily Rose? And a friend named Blake Ballerina who has dog ears?" Richard asks, wondering how she would react with bated breath.
Yang slows her chewing and stares at him. "No…in fact, I think you mean Ruby Rose. And Blake Belladonna has cat ears. She is a faunus. How could you not know us from the festival?"
Ricard seemed to get more uncomfortable with that. "And you grew up on the island of Patch with your single dad?" Richard asks.
Yang starts to frown as Richard presses further on something he shouldn't possibly be doing "What's with all the personal questions?"
"I am trying to determine something that should be impossible," Richard informs, looking at her for her answer.
Yang scoffs. "Please. If anything is impossible, I should have a prosthetic arm…"
"The answer, please?" Richard almost begs.
Yang raises an eyebrow at him. "Yes. Single dad on Patch."
"And the name of your motorcycle?" Richard asks, looking a bit more distraught hearing that.
"Bumble…"
"Bee," Richard finishes and falls back onto a chair as Yang looks surprised he did know that part. "I can't deny it. You are that Yang Xiao Long. I had hoped I was wrong…also, your Ember Celica is still activated," Richard informs.
Yang looks to her wrists and sees said weapon still on, so she deactivates them and turns back into regular metal cuffs. "Sorry. I forgot they were…how do you know all this?" she asks, seeing as she never said her weapon name.
Richard says nothing as he grabs his laptop and pulls something up. He then shows Yang the Wikipedia entry for the show RWBY. "You see why I am having a hard time believing this?" Richard asks as Yang's eyes scan it very fast.
Yang grabs the laptop and keeps rereading one particular line. "A show?! You know me as a TV show?!"
"Yeah, doesn't sound any less weird or crazy when you say it, does it?" Richard asks as Yang starts to realize why he looks so distraught. After a bit of silence, Richard speaks again. "Questions?" Richard asks.
"Well…what kingdom are we in? Vale?" Yang asks.
"Yeah…remnant is also fictional to me as well…before we continue, I should ask, what is the last thing you remember?" Richard asks.
Yang starts to wonder herself before leaning on the counter and thinking back to the last moments. "Well, the last thing I remember is…we…just got the white fang defeated. And…then we were heading to the train station and…I don't know."
"Ah, so the start of Volume Six then. First off, Ozpin has been lying to you all this whole time and can not be trusted," Richard informs her, making her raise her eyebrow. "Would you like me to go into detail?"
Yang sighs and hangs her head. "No. My mom told me."
"Oh, she told you Ozpin is technically still married to Salem?" Richard says, making Yang's eyes grow wider at the news. "Get comfortable this may take a bit," Richard says before spoiling her of what she would learn and how they would learn it after Ozpin was so secretive.
"So I think I have an idea of how this is possible," Richard says, handing Yang a drink as she sat in the lounge chair.
Yang swirls the can of soda around. "And that is?"
"Multiverse theory. There is an infinite number of realities, and some have such very insignificant differences. While your world and mine are so different," Richard explains his reasoning as he blushes while he wonders how he should act now towards her as Yang looks over her right arm again.
Yang slowly flexes her arm, trying to get a feel for her once missing limb and almost smiles at the thought of having something old as new again. "So…what would that make your world? Since mine is a TV show," she bitterly says at the end.
"Beats the hell out of me, but if your world predated the show than…ow…migraine," Richard says, holding his head from thinking too hard on it.
Yang looks a little worried at him before sighing. "You haven't found my sister or the others yet, have you?"
"No. The world is going to hell right now. Basically, we never had grimm or monsters like those goblins. Now they are appearing, and we have no idea how to deal with them for the most part, besides keep shooting and…well you seen our weapons and vehicles compared to yours…speaking of…dust doesn't exist in our world, so…keep that in mind," Richard says, thinking about how much ammo Yang may have.
Yang slowly looks to her cuffs and sighs. "Guess that means I better try your weapons until I can find a way."
"Actually, may I try something?" Richard requests.
Yang raises an eyebrow, still looking over the ammo she has and takes count of them. "What is it?"
"The show makes it seem like you're unbelievably strong. Like the time you tanked being punched through a concrete support pillar and got up as if nothing happened. I am wondering how strong I am in comparison. So would you mind arm wrestling?" Richard inquires.
Yang snarks and smiles towards him. "Seriously?"
"Yes," Richard says.
Yang rolls her eyes and leans over to the table between them and plants her arm on it. "Let's go," she says before taking a long sip of her soda.
"Alright," Richard says, grasping her hand. "Mostly want to see if I can move it at all. I have no doubt you can beat me. So one, two, three," Richard says before trying to move her hand by putting as much strength as he could muster into his arm.
Yang ends her drinking and sighs happily. "So when are you going to start?" she asks before noticing how much effort he is trying to make her arm move one inch. "Whoa…you are either weak, or I am deadly strong."
Richard kept trying and even stopped for a moment and stood up and starts trying to pull her arm with both hands and a foot on the table, trying to use the leverage. He was working so hard his face was beginning to turn red from the attempt. Yang looks to her hand and sees that he can't move her a single bit, and she wasn't even trying. If this was true…how strong are even these monsters if goblins…she stopped that train of thought when she recalled no goblin ever went up against her in a strength contest. It was always something like a semblance or something like it that stopped her. As she thinks about this, she turns back to Richard and notices his face is turning purple.
Yang quickly grabs him and lifts him with another hand, and soon, he notices Yang is carrying him with no effort on her part. "I think that's enough testing."
"My lord. I knew you were strong, but not unmoveable," Richard says, relaxing.
Yang slowly puts him down and smiles. "And me without my semblance."
"Yeah. Kinetic energy absorption. Do you want to talk about the elephant…or would it be Goliath in the room for you?" Richard asks.
Yang crosses her arms. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"The awkward fact I was…am still a fan of you and the rest of team RWBY?" Richard asks, embarrassed.
Yang stares at him before snarking and smiling. "That's cute…and somewhat creepy," she says to the side.
"Why do you think I wanted to address it?" Richard asks.
Yang keeps smiling. "So that's why you wanted to talk," she says mostly to herself.
"Well, that part…you enjoying this…why am I asking the obvious?" Richard asks, rubbing his forehead.
Yang chuckles and grabs the can while walking away. "Going to need to figure this place out and find my sister and team. That's important."
"…want company?" Richard asks after a bit.
Yang hums and then nods. "Yeah. So you live here?"
"I did a long time ago with my parents. But I moved to the city that I told you about years ago. Then I got laid off from where I worked with the rest of the employees. Didn't give us a heads up to prepare. Then when I was walking to my apartment, I found myself in the middle of a fight with a female knight and a minotaur. Then after that, I decided to get out of town, and the female knight comes out of nowhere and starts trying to attack me in my freaking car while I was trying to leave. Gah! What is with my life at this point?!" he then notices Yang just staring at him. "Sorry you had to see that," Richard says, taking a long pause, realizing he just vented aloud.
Yang waves him off. "You look like you need it. So…what's there to do besides killing goblins?" she asks, taking a peek out the window.
"Right now, stay inside after the sheriff, and the deputies get done with the aftermath of this. Let me tell you, you were lucky to get away. Their lair…it was bad," Richard says before describing to her what they found and the state of the females and the bones of the males.
Yang winces when he mentions how the females had their limbs cut off and either left bleeding or burned to keep it that way—even feeling sick when he tells about the one eating a fresh arm. "Are they…going to be alright?" she almost barfs when she tries to speak and holds it in.
"Oh, yeah. I didn't see the worst. The one who did, puked. I also shot the goblin I think was in charge in the head. Then what looked like a hunting party came back, and the officers and I had a battle. I am guessing they are scouting the area looking for more of them, and…you were targeted while we were away, so I am sticking around in case more come back," Richard says.
Yang looks away and slowly sips her drink to find something else interesting. "Well, thanks. Appreciate it."
Richard sat in silence as well, not sure what to do now. He hoped Yang would say something until something came to mind. "So…no, I should not ask that. Stupid," Richard says, smacking himself.
Yang looks at him when he did that. "What?"
"It's too inappropriate and none of my business," Richard assures.
Yang raises an eyebrow now. "You do know I can lift you and toss you around like a doll, right?"
"I think like a doll is being a bit generous in comparing me to you. Also, I don't want to ask you about that as it's your life and not my business to pry," Richard says.
"You made it that way," Yang points out before leaning an arm against his chair. "So what's the question?" she whispers, leaning closer to his face making him blush greatly.
"You want me to ask it? As it might piss you off," Richard asks, trying to look away.
Yang shrugs. "I'm a big girl. I can take it."
Richard sighs and closes his eyes humiliated. "One of the most popular pairings of the fandom is called Bumblebee. It's you and Blake in a pairing. So…are you a lesbian?" Richard says, pausing before continuing when she puts her hand next to his head.
Yang stares at him for the longest time before sighing and lets up on crowding around him. She then chuckles for a few seconds. "You never looked cuter till now."
"Please don't manhandle me like you did Junior," Richard requests, surprising her for a moment.
Yang crosses her arms and sits back in her seat again. "Why would I do that? Especially since you and that woman saved me."
"Save…is being generous…you're Yang, after all," Richard says without thinking and eyes widened.
Yang slowly smiles at him. "Maybe you should just get to cooking, and I can rest up a little. Besides, that woman might be around the place soon. Who is she? Your girlfriend or wife?"
"You ever knew someone by name, but never interacted with them and just saw them a few times growing up?" Richard asks, getting up, going, and doing what she instructed him to do.
Yang gives a little chuckle. "That's elementary school, I think."
"Think that but even less contact. I knew of her growing up, but no interaction. It's a small town, so everyone knew each other. So no. No relationship like that," Richard says, starting.
Yang sighs and smiles. "Yeah. You're acting cute," she says before hearing something clatter behind her. "You okay?"
"Peachy," Richard groans at his misstep when she says that and picks up the pan on the ground. "Besides, I have as much chance at getting a girl like that as I do with getting a date with a beauty like you who is so far out of my league, she might as well be on the moon," Richard mutters to himself.
"Don't be negative. You might find someone great soon enough," Yang says hopefully.
Richard says nothing as Yang smirks, feeling his embarrassment from there. 'Heh, he is a bit like Jaune. Shy but cute. And yet can fight when needed,' she thinks to herself and watches the TV being black as ever. "You don't mind me watching, do you?" she asks, looking for the remote.
"Go ahead, but nothing good is ever on. Also, press blackout by the government right now. Try looking up stuff on the laptop to watch," Richard informs.
Yang sighs and finds a remote and haphazardly tries some buttons. "So nothing different from my world."
"If we got something from your world, I would be looking outside for grimm," Richard calls. He doesn't hear anything and looks to see Yang having the TV on, but she was leaning against the armchair and already snoring off into dreamland. "Guess it was too much information for her or too sleepy. I will make something that will keep it and her warm," Richard says.
