Characters: Yang, Unnamed Mens
Kinks: Exhibitionism, Humiliation, Rape, Extreme Sex, Deformation, Extreme Insertions
Summary: After a fun night at the club, Yang's just trying to go home. In the end, her already skimpy clothing has a few malfunctions that give her a night that's more than she bargained for.
When she finally decided to leave the club, Yang knew that the word 'tipsy' would be an enormous understatement in describing her physical state. She was wasted, far more than she intended when she left the dorm to party earlier that night. It didn't mean a whole lot for her as she tried to make her way to the airdocks, just that she stumbled a bit more than intended and that the morning sunlight would be a bigger enemy than normal.
Regardless, Yang shook off those thoughts and made her way down the street, checking several times that she was heading in the right direction. What a sight she made, swaying left and right as she walked down the many sidewalks of downtown Vale.
While she generally dressed somewhat provocatively in her day today, Yang went all out when she wanted to go clubbing. A positively tiny skirt that failed to fully cover her buttocks and made her legs and ass pop in the eyes of anyone interested. Even so, it didn't compare to her top, a loose golden piece that looked almost like a larger version of her typical scarf draping down to barely cover her breasts. Too much movement while wearing it tended to show off everything underneath, though Yang had long since become a master of showing only as much as she desired while wearing the shirt. At least, she could do it while mostly sober.
In her drunken state, Yang proved to be significantly less poised in her movements. Most of her time walking had at least one of her breasts nearly spilling out completely, though she made some effort to adjust her top when her sluggish mind noticed. She didn't notice for a second that her skirt similarly shifted during her walk, showing more of her ass and even a hint of her tiny golden thong underneath. Her clothes seemed out to expose her to the world, and Yang didn't have the focus of mind to fight it very well.
Unfortunately for the busty blonde, the world had a similar interest in exposing her just the same.
At about the halfway point of her walk to the docks, vertigo in Yang's mind proved too strong to go without taking a break. She groaned up until she found a bench, one that allowed her to take a much-needed rest as she sat down. She sat for several moments, then elected to get up and resume her walk. Judging by the last time she saw on the clock in the club, she didn't have much time before the ships closed down until the early morning flights.
Attempting to stand, Yang let out a shocked yelp as something tugged her back down to the seat. She looked around with wild eyes for the culprit but found no one. Again, she tried to stand up, only for a loud ripping sound to meet her ears. It confused her even further, and only a look back at the bench told her what transpired.
Having been caught on some sort of nail or other rough protrusion, Yang's skirt tore right off her body and in such a way that it was little more than two scraps. It took Yang a moment to even realize what she looked at, only to gasp and cover her crotch with her hands. A sense of embarrassment still managed to pierce through her drunkenness, making Yang blush as she tried to think of what to do. A quick attempt at retrieving the skirt only proved futile as she did nothing but tear it into more pieces, leaving her with nothing even remotely useful.
Looking side to side with a whine, Yang couldn't think of a single other option than to continue on without anything to cover her lower body and keep on she did. Her face remained flush with embarrassment as she passed under light after light and every gust of wind teased her mostly bare ass with their delicate touches. Of course, that didn't compare to when Yang passed by a pair of spectators, a man and a woman on some sort of date that looked at her with strange looks. She tried her best to quickly walk by, but her tall heels made it difficult.
As the humiliation of being exposed built up further inside her chest, Yang needed a moment's cover just to try and handle the feeling. She found that cover in a nearby alley, where she took up a place against the wall and held a hand to her heart, trying to calm down the increasingly rapid beating.
Her attempt worked, for a moment. The soothing atmosphere shattered as a growling met Yang's ears, and the snapping of her head to the side showed a large black dog almost invisible in the alley's darkness. Though frequently far from afraid of a fight, Yang knew she was in no shape to handle even just a dog. With wide, fearful eyes she tried to dash out of the alley, only to almost instantly trip and fall directly on her face. Only her aura protected her from feeling the pain of that hit, though it didn't stop her from becoming stunned for long enough that the dog leaped at her prone form.
Screaming in fear as a pair of teeth grazed against her lower body, Yang kicked with wild abandon at the dog. It took just seconds to feel a solid impact accompanied by the squealing of a dog, followed by the sound of it running away. Yang didn't give herself time to feel relieved before she got to her feet and walked away as quickly as possible, just in case the animal came back.
It took three blocks of walking for Yang to notice that the dog bit and tore away her thong.
Another cruel breeze informed her of the loss at it played with her unexpectedly bare lower lips, teasing them in a way that made Yang gasp and nearly fall to her knees. The embarrassment of before felt like nothing compared to the rush of humiliation that raced through her then and the knowledge of her intimate places being on display. Covering herself with her hands didn't do anything to calm her down as she tried to get to the docks as quickly as possible just so her night would be over.
By the time those airship docks came into sight, the blonde learned that the night held more in store for her. Even from her distance a few blocks away, she could see the yellow warning lights signaling the impending final departures, telling her that she had likely a matter of seconds to get there.
With no desire to spend her night away from the safety of her dorm after so much humiliation, Yang threw caution to the wind and uncovered herself just to help as she sprinted down the street. Almost immediately, her heels showed themselves to be too much of a hindrance, and with another whine Yang kicked them off, running away from them much faster with nothing covering her lower body. She appeared naked save for the pathetic covering that made up her top, the one that did not have a single thing to cover her breasts as they bounced wildly in her sprint.
Arriving at the docks didn't soothe Yang's racing heart in the slightest as she dashed to the nearest of the last two ships marked for the correct stop. With more lights flashing to signal that boarding processes were complete, Yang could see the long walkway prepare to close.
"Wait!" She screamed out, getting the attention of many passengers inside. They all looked out in bewilderment at the almost entirely naked woman running toward the ship, though none made any move to help her. "Don't go!" She shouted as she came closer and closer, only for that retractable door to begin its ascent to shut the passengers inside.
With desperation coursing through her veins, Yang sprinted as quickly as she could to try and make it anyway, wishing she had Ruby's semblance all the while. The door was above her head at the time that she got to it, and Yang threw all caution to the wind by jumping in hopes of grabbing onto the ledge and pulling herself up.
Yang obtained the right amount of height, but nowhere near enough coordination in her still-influenced state. Her hands slipped almost immediately, and with the cruelest sort of irony, her flouncy top flew up as well, yet managed to latch onto a small hook on the door. When Yang fell to the ground, failing in her attempt, the ship whisked her golden top up and off her body as it flew away, the pilots entirely unaware of the suddenly nude girl they left behind.
Falling to her knees, Yang stared with shock as the ship left with her last piece of clothing, leaving her completely bare. Her body felt cold as chilled wind caressed every inch, further locking in the humiliation burning in her chest.
Only the warning cries of another ship's take-off process snapped Yang out of her stupor, and a look to her side revealed one last ship with the right markings. She debated in her mind whether she should even bother without her clothes, but the idea of spending hours waiting for another ship filled her with too much dread to consider it for long.
Standing up and walking with shaky legs, Yang slowly approached the last airship and slowly boarded the ramp, covering her large breasts and bare slit all the while. She tried not to make eye contact as she heard people voice their surprise, but it wasn't until the sound of a heavy metallic door shut behind her that she looked up to see her fellow passengers.
Before Yang stood dozens of faunus men, likely just released from a hard, underpaying job that filled them with more stress than most could handle. Every pair of eyes locked onto her naked form with an unbearable hunger, one that told Yang just what they would do to her to relieve that stress.
"Captain!" Yang shouted as she attempted to bolt for the cockpit, only to scream in pain as a hand latched onto her golden mane of hair and yanked back, sending her sprawling to the floor. Her head crashed against the metal paneling, dazing her as she struggled to gain any sort of footing. The sound of rustling clothes and zipper filled her ears as she knew the men were pulling out their cocks, ready to rape her as they pleased.
She got to her knees and snapped her head upward just in time for another hand to latch onto her blonde hair pulling with enough force that she gasped in pain. The man brought her level with his exposed cock, and her eyes widened in fear. He alone already put the boys of her Heavy Combat class to shame.
Of course it does, her mind supplied as the still-hardening cock pointed at her shocked agape mouth. You're looking at a fucking horse cock.
In an instant, Yang's mind made a connection that it hadn't until a fat, flared cock tip pressed against her mouth despite the massive difference in size between his girth and her opening. If they were all faunus, she could almost guarantee that each of them had a different type of cock to punish her.
Before she could come to a state of mind that allowed her to snap out of her shocked stupor, the horse faunus in front of her reared back and slammed himself forward, forcing himself into her mouth and slamming into the back of her throat. The sudden, blinding pain of nearly having her jaw dislocated made Yang scream around the man's cock He didn't seem to care int he slightest as he started violently slamming his hips forward, attempting to bury all of his monstrous length down her throat.
Yang's body begged for restraint as her neck, then chest bulged from the massive insertion, outlining the faunus cock as it stretched her to the limit. In spite of the pain, Yang's mind couldn't help but kick in just as it had in the past, giving her torturous arousal alongside that pain. She could tell that the men around her would be able to smell it and use it to their advantage.
"I'm next, boys!" A voice called out as Yang felt a pair of hands latch onto her hips. They lifted her ass into position to be fucked despite her efforts to escape his grip, efforts that did nothing more than appearing as though she were wiggling in anticipation while her pussy became increasingly soaked.
Even as she continued to gag on the cock pounding her throat, paired with a set of enormous balls that slapped against her chin, again and again, Yang could feel the pointed tip press against her pussy. She found herself begging for not the first time in months that her cunt would stay stretched after being raped, but her aura always tightened it back up and made it so painful to stretch again later.
The dick at her slit didn't bother waiting for further preparation before he slammed himself forward, spreading her entrance wide as he hilted himself. Yang's screaming around the horse faunus' cock only heightened as the rush of pain and sadistic pleasure struck her, forcing her to spasm between the both of them as they got into a brutal, relentless rhythm.
The airship home would be a long flight, and every minute felt even longer to Yang. Tears poured freely from her eyes as the cock in her throat prevented her from breathing, allowing black spots to slowly overtake her vision. Her relief only came as the horse cock throbbed inside of her, making her whole body jolt as her face pressed against the man's hips. Yang's jaw pulsed with more pain as the already too-large shaft expanded more, and the agonizingly familiar sensation of having her stomach pumped full of cum soon greeted Yang.
By the time he pulled out, Yang's stomach already bloated enough to look pregnant, and she only got half a breath in before she collapsed and began spewing cum onto the floor. Moments of burning the taste of cum onto her tongue finally led to an instant of real air, only for raw, pleasure-filled agony to shatter what little sense of relief she had.
Yang couldn't tell from the initial insertion, but the rapist behind her turned out to be a dog faunus. She obtained that knowledge as he all but howled and slammed his hips forward with enough force to bruise, but more importantly, with enough power to make Yang's pussy accept his girthy knot whether it wanted to or not.
The scream that came from Yang matched the man's howl as the tip of his cock pierced into her womb, pumping massive shots of cream directly into her most sacred place. Her cunt squeezed down around his length as it forced her into an unwanted orgasm, further overloading her senses.
When another faunus ripped her head up by the hair just seconds after she finally stopped crying out, he found that she already blacked out, though it didn't prevent him from taking his place in her throat.
Minutes later, Yang finally awoke as someone slammed her body against the glass window of the airship, jolting her awake with the pain and sudden cold temperature against her sore chest. Immediately her nerves transmitted that same mixture of pleasure and suffering to her mind as her body felt like half a dozen men used her holes during her small reprieve. The only spot that didn't feel like hell was her ass, which apparently hadn't yet been used.
Of course, that was when Yang noticed the distinct sensation of a cock pressing against her unprepared ass.
"Nice to see you're awake, blondie!" A voice cruelly spoke into her ear, likely the same person holding her hands behind her back as his cock prepared to destroy her last hole. "Now you get to feel what a real tiger's like in bed!"
The realization of what those words meant came just an instant too late for Yang to prepare, though nothing Yang could have done would prepare her for the barbed cock that forced its way into her ass.
As it turned out, all the cocks that used her throat ruined Yang's ability to cry out as nothing but a rasp came out in response to her blinding agony. Her vision seemed to turn white as he started thrusting in her dry cavern, scraping welts into her sensitive walls with every passing stroke.
Yang rasped and writhed uselessly in view of the bright city below them, nearly blacking out again with every rush of pain. Her sore, gaping cunt squirted out pointlessly onto the floor as she went into another climax, her lavender eyes rolling up in her head. The little mercy given to her came in the form of the tiger faunus' pre-cum, which worked to barely lubricate his savage thrusting.
She didn't think it would be possible to feel more grateful that a random man came inside of her than when he finally hilted inside and began to spew his cum, though the torturous feeling of his salty semen hitting every small scrape in her ass did nothing but torture her more.
When he finished, other men quickly pulled her away from the window and started using her for themselves. She remained awake throughout the rest of the men using her body, going one after another after another in groups of two or more to break her for their own pleasure.
Her stomach stretched appallingly with load after load of cum, with none of them having any chance to escape thanks to the constant plugging of her holes with more rapists' cocks. Even the men who already spent their loads decided to have fun with the busty, ruined blonde, messing with her in whatever way they wanted. More of her hair was pulled in sharp tugs, and more than one clawed finger scraped against her sensitive clit to send a bolt of agony through her core that almost guaranteed an orgasm.
Just like the past, Yang could feel her mind breaking as they used her again and again, with the concern appearing in her head that they would never let her go and that she would never want to be let go.
With a dull thud, Yang suddenly noticed that she had a moment of no one fucking her, and nothing but the lingering pain and pleasure of all those men remained in her body and massively gaping holes, alongside so much cum that Yang could be carrying triplets.
Given nothing else to focus on at least for that moment, Yang ended up looking down at her enormously swollen stomach. It felt as though every bit of her guts was stuffed with the bitter substance, and she could feel it wanting to come out as it started to flow out of her ruined openings.
The men, as Yang quickly found out, wanted it to come out faster.
While watched with a sex-addled mind too slow to process the sight, one of the men brought his fist down in the act of utter brutality to punch her swollen, ready-to-burst gut. In an instant, the pressure mounted inside of Yang and her eyes opened wide as raw, mixed cum gushed out of every hole she had, including her mouth as she spewed cum all over her own face and hair. The rush of semen flowing from down below made it feel like her body flipped inside out, nearly making Yang black out again for the first time since the beginning.
Yang's lavender eyes appeared almost entirely vacant by the time the fountain of cum stopped pouring out of her, and only the last bits of her mind managed to understand the excited comments coming from the men around her.
"Her womb came out, man! That's her fucking womb! That's awesome!"
The smallest noises of effort came from Yang as she struggled to lift her head, needing to see what they meant. When she finally managed it, Yang saw that her womb almost entirely prolapsed, hanging out from her body as a ruined, cum-stained mess.
Everyone appeared to be interested in it, including Yang herself as she stared in a sort of horrified awe. Yet, one canine faunus seemed even more interested as he got onto his knees in front of Yang and leaned down toward the prolapse. Yang never would have expected him to then open his mouth and chomp down on the exposed form of what should have been her most sacred place.
Possibly more than anything else that night, blinding pain filled Yang as she opened her mouth in a silent scream, writhing as he bit down harder and harder. Only the natural toughness of her body and her aura prevented him from biting a piece off, and he kept applying more and more pressure, filling her with utter agony.
Going by the raucous cheering around her, everyone else absolutely loved it, and more than one decided to join in on the fun. Two more men got onto their knees on either side of Yang, then bent down with their mouths aiming for her breasts. Both of them had equally sharp teeth and strong jaws as they bit down on her stiff, delicate pink nipples, grinding them between their teeth.
The blonde between them all jerked and spasmed, with random bits of ear-piercing screams coming from her ruined throat. Her pain continued to increase as they bit down harder and harder, only for her level of suffering to be blown away as they started to pull.
At once, all three of the men began to pull on the tortured bits of Yang's body they held between her teeth, stretching them out. Her firm breasts deformed as they pulled up and out, seemingly trying to rip her nipples straight off of her body. Even so, it paled in comparison to the feeling of her prolapsed womb being pulled further and further, stretching out from her body.
Her flesh did everything in its power not to tear as they tried to all but pull her apart. They put so much effort into it that Yang could feel herself lifting off the ground, suspended only by their agonizing teeth.
Like some sort of last-second mercy, when Yang genuinely feared that they would break her body into pieces, the intercom chimed to let the passengers know they arrived at Beacon. With Yang's impossibly sturdy body to have taken everything they gave her, the men assumed she was a huntress, and the ones holding her by the teeth let go, dropping her back down.
Yang could feel her consciousness beginning to fade almost immediately upon release, right when her body had nothing left to keep it awake. She felt almost from an outside perspective as uncaring hands dragged her off the ship, then dropped her on the cold floor outside of Beacon.
Bruised, humiliated, covered in cum and filled with immense lingering pain and a prolapsed womb, Yang passed out in front of the academy, likely to be found in several hours by early-coming staff members.