Weis woke from a fitful sleep somewhere around midnight. Ever since the thing had entered her life, her sleep had been restless and she'd been on edge – not afraid exactly – but tense. Sitting up in her bed, she saw that all of her teammates were still asleep, which seemed odd in itself to the Heiress… After what had happened just the other night – the way they'd all been violated – Weiss wouldn't have thought herself to be the only one struggling with it. Granted, being in heat probably went a long way to smooth it over for Blake, but Ruby and Yang – especially Yang – wouldn't have been so… okay with it, yet so far they'd kept it their little secret, just as agreed, and their dorm had yet to be… revisited…
Letting out a sigh, she took her hairpiece from her nightstand and habitually put her hair up into her usual ponytail before quietly standing up. She had taken to her bed straight after she'd showered earlier that evening, only bothering to step into a silky pair of light azure panties and an equally fine white bathrobe that hung down to about her smooth, finely toned thighs before retiring. Now though, restless as she was she felt something of a wanderlust.
I need to go for a walk… just to clear my head, she told herself, making for the door, but then paused as the cool floorboards registered on the bottom of her feet, Oh right… shoes…
She briefly gave thought to stepping into her boots and being on her way, but shook her head. She was feeling too lazy to dress, and her boots would look ridiculous with her bathrobe. Not that she was expecting anyone to be awake to see her, but still… Instead, she turned to the trunk in which she stored her substantial wardrobe over and above what fit in her limited dresser space. Briefly she rooted through the fine fabrics until she found what she was looking for: hidden in the bottom of the chest was a pair of light blue open-toed shoes. More like sandals really, they had small heels, but didn't really cover much of her feet; father would have never approved of something so racy if he'd known she'd bought them, and that was precisely why she had. The little rebellious action didn't matter to her now though – all she wanted to do was go for her walk, and maybe relieve a little stress.
Slipping her feet into the racy little shoes she felt a little thrill as she stepped out the door of the dorm to wander the campus. She'd always liked to think that she was pretty, but for perhaps the first time, as she made her way out of the dorm building and into the cool night air clad in a manner that she would hardly have considered modest, she felt sexy. It was confusing really, and she wasn't quite sure if she should feel this way, or how she should feel at all. She'd been raped, and by some kind of Grimm no less. She thought that the fact should revolt her, yet instead, she just felt a longing, and had since shortly after it had left her for the second time. She wanted more, to gasp in ecstasy as she was filled and-
Weiss shook her head, breathing heavily as she arrived by the fountain in the center of the campus's main courtyard, "A lady really shouldn't think like that…" She thought aloud without much conviction taking a seat on the edge of the water feature, "I… I wonder if this is what it's like for Blake…"
The granite felt cold against her as she sat, sending a tingling through her as her most sensitive regions contacted the smoothly polished stone, and she shivered as little spritzes of water from the fountain behind her hit the back of her neck. It felt… refreshing but… there was still that yearning… Hesitantly, Weiss traced her fingers up her thigh until her fingers brushed up against her core, and she recoiled, "N-no… I shouldn't… but…" There was a long stretch of quiet, the babbling of the fountain as the only accompaniment to her indecision, before lust finally trumped propriety and she slid her fingers past the waistband of her panties…
Weiss closed her eyes and sighed blissfully as she gently touched herself, propping herself up on the lip of the rippling pool of water with her other hand as she traced languid circles about her entrance with two fingers. Slowly, she began to rub her folds more insistently, feeling her heartbeat steadily accelerate until she resolved to take herself all the way and with a gasp, slid two of her fingers inside and… she was warm, damp, and tight but… it wasn't the same… Weiss's face fell in disappointment… until she heard a sloshing in the water behind her.
Weiss was on her feet in an instant, reflexively turning to confront what she already knew was behind her, but then, inexplicably even to herself, she relaxed, almost relieved, "You huh…? Glowing up at her from beneath the surface of the water was a pair of red eyes on a dark, undefined mass, and several tentacles were arching above and over her head, ready to take her by force, but Weiss smiled, caring little that this was not the original beast which had taken her virginity, "I was…" was I...? I was… "I was hoping you'd come…" As the creature's tendrils sped forward to rape her again though, Weiss managed to halt it with a word, "Wait," She shrugged her robe off her right shoulder, revealing most of her corresponding smooth white breast, though not quite all … not yet… "There's no need for that," She cooed, reaching up and letting her hair down, "You can have me…"
As if in understanding, the tentacles lowered, most sinking back into the pool of the fountain, and Weiss lifted her leg to place her sandal-clad foot on the lip of the fountain. The naked length of her leg almost seemed to glimmer in the pale light of the broken moon, and one of the wet, slithering tendrils began to wind its way around her ankle and up her silky leg. She sighed in bliss as the end of the member reached her center and began rubbing her off through her panties. She shivered at the stimulation, and when she undid the belt of her robe, the right side fell open, fully exposing her breast and her pert, erect nipple. She reached up to grasp her right breast with her left hand, squeezing and kneading to enhance her pleasure as the tentacle she had consented to receive pulled her panties aside, though didn't tear them, and slowly, gently, almost lovingly slid inside her. Weiss's knees weakened, but she didn't want it to stop, so without removing her hand from her breast, she used her free hand to steady herself as she clambered into the fountain and the water. As she lowered herself onto her knees in the water submerging herself up to her hips, Weiss grasped her other breast as well, her hips gently swaying this way and that as the tentacle pumped into her over and over, reaching deep inside and filling her body with pleasure. Her beautiful fair hair cascaded freely about her back and shoulders, the ends just reaching the surface of the rippling water as she continued to pleasure herself and be pleasured.
When another tentacle re-emerged from the water again, tracing a line between her petite breasts, up her neck, and curving around her cheek to prod at her lips, Weiss released hold of one of her breasts and, in the spirit of reciprocity, began to stroke the tendril as she parted her lips to grant it entrance to her mouth. As the tentacle entered, Weiss caressed it with her tongue as it reached down her throat. It was almost enough to choke her, but not quite, and her fingers closed about it and continued to stroke it. It tasted salty, just like before, but it wasn't as offensive as it had first been, and she eagerly deep-throated the tendril as another tentacle slithered into her pussy and two more pushed the seat of her panties aside as well to penetrate her ass. When the tentacle suddenly withdrew from her mouth, she coughed slightly, but then let out a cry of unrestrained bliss as the thrusting of the four different members inside her pushed her over the edge and she came into the water.
As she caught her breath on her hands and knees, a substantially thicker tendril emerged from the water before Weiss's eyes. Its bulbous end was the size of her fist, and there were smooth ridges all the way down its length, yet no matter how the column of black serpentine flesh pulsated with eagerness, it waited, as though asking permission to continue. Shakily, Weiss stood, pulling her panties down to her knees and then pulled one leg free of the undergarment before widening her stance and spreading her legs. Bracing herself up against the physical structure of the water feature, she reached out to caress the head of this newest, largest tendril, and guided it between her legs to her eager wetness as the fountain poured over her.
When it entered her, Weiss was in paradise. It was huge inside her, filling her utterly, and her walls clenched about this most pleasurably invited guest. It took her gently, gradually sliding deeper and deeper in, until she didn't have any more room inside to offer, and then slowly, patiently, it began to thrust.
"Oooh… Ah… yes… yes… more…"
The damp bathrobe clung to her arms and back, but thin and perfectly white as the material was, she may as well have been naked, because it was utterly translucent when drenched, and as she looked down at her body with a satisfied smile as her breasts bounced with each thrust she thought, I may not have much but… She squeaked as the next thrust came with unanticipated intensity, and she nearly doubled over before she caught herself, her legs shaking as the thrusting into her tight pussy slowly intensified. Her hips began to buck as the tentacle made love to her, breathing faster and faster, the member plunging in and out of her driving her to greater and greater moaning.
Thud… Thud… Thud, thud thud…
"I'm so…" So wet… "close…" she moaned, encouraging it as the pounding grew still more intense.
Thud thud thud thud…
"AAAAHH-AHH YES!" Weiss's second orgasm exploded within her and her juices sprayed down into the water as her knees buckled, the fucking continuous even as she fell. Despite her state of exhaustion, she tried to keep bucking her hips to make sure her benefactor got the most out of its investment in her pleasure until she felt it – first the bulge squeezing its way past the lips of her pussy and the hot jet of cum spraying inside her. Her face scrunched up and her eyes winced but her lips spread in a huge smile, "Y-YES!"
Barely conscious, Weiss fell into a sitting position braced against the edge of the fountain. She could see the flow of white ooze leaking out of her well-satisfied pussy as it dissipated into the water, and she let her arms hang out over the sides, her chest heaving as she gasped, "I.. I could get… get used to this… It was amazing…"
But Weiss knew what was coming next, and that it wouldn't be as pleasant. First came the stomach pain, tying her insides in knots and making her cry out in pain now. Then her chest tightened, and her stomach began to swell. Somehow the petite Heiress managed to remain conscious as her body underwent changes naturally meant to take place over nine months in the space of five minutes. Her abdomen continued to bulge, and her breasts started to become engorged, quivering as her breath came in ragged gasps. Weiss had been a humble A-cup, but by the time her stomach had swollen to the size of a large watermelon, the Heiress dimly judged that she would fill out a smaller C-cup, and scarcely believing it, Weiss reached up to caress her engorged breasts, she gasped – they were so sensitive…
She didn't have long to marvel at her enlarged breasts though, as her cervix contracted and she screamed in agony. But she was determined to do this – at least, she thought so… if she didn't, it might never want her again…
"It… It HURTTS!" She cried, pushing with everything she had until the first little black Grimmling spilled from her pussy and into the water along with a substantial gush of amniotic fluid, causing a sudden reduction in the size of her stomach. Breathing rapidly, Weiss's arms clenched about the outside of the fountain as she steeled herself for the last round of pushing, "One… more… GAH!" and with a desperate cry into the night, she did it, and the other Grimm that had rapidly grown inside her was birthed, allowing her stomach to return to a normal size. Gasping, she smiled contentedly.
"I… I did it…" she collected one of her baby Grimms in both hands and brought it to her chest, where it began to suck the milk from her teat, "Twins…"
I thought I'd have some consensual tentacle sex this time, just to shake things up – and before I say anything else, full disclosure time: the reason I chose Weiss for this rather than say, Blake who is conveniently in heat, is entirely because Weiss is my favorite character and she's already hot, but I got to thinking that maybe she could be hotter with pregnancy boobs, so there we have it; all cards on the table… Does that make me horrible – well, more horrible than writing a tentacle-rape fic in the first place? I don't think so… Anyway, next chapter, all of Team RWBY will be getting a discreet little surprise in the middle of class. As always, requests and suggestions are accepted, and I hope that you enjoyed this chapter, but before you go, I'd just like to say thank you for your support; I was honestly expecting people to hate this when I started, and I have to say that I never expected double-digits for Favs, follows, or reviews, yet here we are, coming up on 30, 50, and 70 respectively with 13,000 + views, so again, I'd really like to thank all of you for helping keep me motivated and making me feel a little less weird about this. Right then, now that we've dispensed with the warm-fuzzies, next time we'll be right back to our regularly scheduled tentacle rape - have a good day ladies and gentlemen.