Velvet Scarletina hid in the girl's bathroom, waiting for the members of team CRDL to give up looking for her. Non-confrontational as she was, she preferred to sit in a bathroom stall than to confront her peers – juniors at that – to insist that they treat her with respect. They would yank her ears and she would protest, they would try to pull down her skirt to see if she had a rabbit tail as well, and she would run away, but no matter what, she never raised her voice or hit back. Coco kept telling her that she should stand up for herself more, but Velvet could never quite convince herself to do it, which at the present was probably for the best… not struggling would make what she was about to go through easier…
She'd opted to sit on one of the toilets rather than stand as she waited, which would prove to be her first mistake, as the first inches of a glistening black tendril emerged from the pipes and into the toilet bowl beneath her. Velvet gasped and her long rabbit ears stood on end as her panties were suddenly displaced by something wet, and before she could look down, her body jerked as the offending tentacle shot upward and inside of her.
"A-ahh-ohh!" She moaned, her eyes wide as she abruptly stood up and the tendril slipped out of her with a slurping noise when she stepped out of its momentarily limited reach. When she turned to see what had just violated her she paled in horror and clumsily stepped back, out of the stall, only to be eagerly embraced by its brothers, emerging from the sinks and other stalls. Terrified, Velvet fainted, her knees giving out beneath her as she fell to the floor, dimly hoping that it was all a nightmare of some kind. Unfortunately for the shy Rabbit Faunus, it was very, very real…
The tentacle from the stall in which she'd sat was first to reach her, immediately re-entering her and beginning to pump in and out of her unconscious body. Velvet's wilted form twitched involuntarily in response to the penetration, her ears brushing the tiled floor, but she did not wake as the second tendril to reach her slithered down her collar and ripped open her shirt, exposing her chaste white bra. Next to go was her skirt, torn from her waist by another tentacle with designs on her womanhood. Velvet was then rolled onto her stomach as another appendage wrapped about both of her legs at the hip separately and lifted her lower body off of the floor, even as still more tentacles where pulling her legs apart until the unconscious girl was nearly doing a split, though her feet, still stocking-clad, remained on the floor while her ass and pussy were hoisted above the rest of her.
Velvet's eyes fluttered open again to the feeling of a steadily rising pressure inside her as her body shook in time with the pulsing thrusts into her pussy. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth and her ears drooped, her cheek was pressed to the cold tiles of the floor and she shivered, though not because of the floor – no, what made her shiver was the wet, slimy feeling slithering down her back and wriggling its way between her shoulder blades until it yank the clasp of her bra apart, leaving the strapless article to fall limp, though the bunnygirl's breast were still pressed into the cups by the position she was in.
Then the shame hit her like a tidal wave – even as she whimpered and moaned in answer to the pleasure, all she could imagine was what people would say if they saw her like this, prostrate fucked like an animal, "S-stop…" She whispered weakly, "N-no more…"
Yet the plowing continued. The tentacles lifted her higher, until she was hanging upside down and swaying as the penetrations shook her body, her ears sweeping the floor with deceptive gentleness as she whimpered and gasped. Her arms were still free so she tried feebly to reach up and pull the tentacles out of her pussy, but all that resulted when her fingers closed around the slimy members was that another tendril presented itself to bind her wrists together and her hands slid down the writhing lengths of Grimm flesh to rest on her increasingly sore folds, as though describing a target for the invading tendrils, one which several other tentacles did not fail to exploit.
Velvets eyes squeezed shut and she let out her first real scream as her tightness was stretched; the first two members had already left her feeling filled, but now… She threw back her head and her back arched as she screamed again, her eyes boggling and her cheek twitching, almost as though threatening to smile as her juices spurted all the way up to the ceiling and showered back down onto her.
As she came down from her climax, velvet's hanging body rotated, and she could see herself in the mirror above the sinks. Her mouth hung agape and her hair cascaded to the floor, covering her ears. With each now progressively accelerating thrust inside her, her breasts shook and jiggled. But even so she could clearly see that her nipples were hard. Her whole body writhed and she moaned in unwilling ecstasy as her bound wrists rubbed up against her clit in addition to the ever-hastening penetrations until she came again, and her body fell imp and her arms were released to hang toward the floor. She didn't have the strength to even attempt to fight it anymore, and as the thrusting slowed to a steady thumping akin to a heartbeat, Velvet drifted back off into unconsciousness… It seemed like the easiest way out after all…
So how was that? As promised, not even the older, more experienced students are safe, and the lovely and fashion-forward Coco is up next… After her though is the Lady several of you have been waiting for – Glynda Goodwitch herself, the consummate hot teacher… Thus, I would like to pose a question to you now before I start writing it: would you rather see the curvaceous disciplinarian fucked in a private setting, or on public display in front of a classroom of students? Or, alternatively, something in the middle, such as just Team RWBY and/or other previous victims? I just figured I'd open it up to all of you – any other requests, Goodwitch related or not, are also welcome, as always.