"W-Winter! I could never accept something like that!" Ruby said, horrified in such a way that it sounded more like Winter had offered her drugs rather than 'extra credit' for helping for a task. "That wouldn't be fair to everyone else!"
Although Winter showed no signs of agreeing, she did. She had meant it more as a coy way of foreshadowing what would (hopefully) befall the girl in the red sweater, rather than literally extra credit, but it was right. It would be a violation of academic integrity to do such a thing, and to make sure that Professor Arc's- Jaune's students recognized that he held such values were important.
It also struck Winter that she was well on her way to becoming Ms. Arc, or perhaps he was well on his way to becoming Mr. Schnee-Arc, depending on how things panned out. While she would never admit as such to her father, she found a certain warmth in her stomach and face that occurred when she thought about settling down and becoming Jaune's wife, taking his name, doing all the normal things that a wife did… maybe or maybe not with the involvement of a monstrous penis and strength to rip off a door…
"Winter?" The silver eyed girl asked, her face tinged with worry. "Are you okay? Did you sleep well? Oh! I've got some cookies my mom made, you can have thr- tw- you can have one." Ruby said, repeatedly lowering her deal. She had actively considered lowering the offer to 'half' a cookie, but had resisted the cookie monster inside her. Whacked it with a rather large bat to keep the demon at bay and from invading any more of her thoughts.
Winter gave a small smile at the girl's earnestness. While Ruby might have had the hots for Jaune, she reminded herself that no matter what, Ruby would always be lower in the pecking order. And it was hard to dislike a girl so pure. Especially one that was holding out a trembling cookie, or rather a cookie in a trembling hand. Silver eyes flickered from the cookie, to Winter, and back to the cookie.
"Thank you, Ruby." She said, gratefully taking it. There was surprising heat in the pastry, something that Winter hadn't been expecting. And something that ironically Ruby took note of.
"They're fresh out of the oven! Mom made them before we came." She said with a hint of pride. And then, looking around for watching eyes, she whispered, "I already had five!"
Winter still had no idea how to handle a person such as Ruby Rose, but she also didn't feel the need to. She was a nice, earnest girl, and simply following her train of thought as the caboose was perfectly fine.
But there was an odd hunger that panged at her stomach. One not sated by the cookie that passed through her lips in a single, incredibly delicious bite. The one she had felt earlier, almost certainly caused by Jaune's musk enthralling her mind. A voice that invaded her thoughts and twisted them ever so slightly, but not in a way that made Winter unhappy or mad. Quite the contrary. Although the underwear she had borrowed from the closet of Jaune's sister was little more than string to begin with, they were beginning to become quite wet strings. The idea of adding yet another willing slut to the harem was intoxicating to say the least. And as Winter was the first of such a thing, she felt the pull the strongest. Her rational mind was not an aide here, as it was being bent and used to think about how exactly to convince Ruby to come with her.
So that she could watch Jaune pin Ruby down and fuck her, breed her as he'd done with her. Fill her with seed and imbue his musk into her skin and nostrils. Mark her as his. All things that needed to be done in order to be truly one of the harem- the pack- and something that Winter wanted less and less to fantasize and more and more to truly witness. She needed to record it, take pictures of the moment. Watch as tears of joy spilled down Ruby's face, her ass, mouth, and womb full of semen.
"Winter! Do you need to head home?" Ruby asked, cocking her head in the same way a confused dog might. "You look sick. Like… red, and hot." Ruby said, putting the back of her hand against Winter's forehead without asking. To the young woman's skin, she felt practically sizzling. And her face was fully flushed in such a way that could misconstrue the root cause of such a thing.
"U-um, yeah. Perhaps that's would be the best course of action." Winter coughed, embarrassed. Even she was beginning to double think her thoughts, wondering what had brought on such a desire, especially with Ruby so worried about it. But what Winter wouldn't give to see Ruby's sweater torn, her skirt ripped and tossed aside as she was violated-
Winter sighed, her mind not fully itself. "You're right." She said, holding the rather heavy and old book in the crook of her arm. She stumbled on the second step, only for Ruby to catch her with surprising strength. Even if the young woman seemed to be more exerted by the effort than Winter would have liked.
"I'll help you home." Ruby said with a determination that noted 'no' was not a possibility, taking the book and gingerly placing it in her backpack, once again slinging it over her back with a heft. "Do you live near campus? Mom and I do."
Winter's mind was slow and unclear. "Yeah, I do." She answered, not entirely sure if what she said was actually right. She did vaguely remember where she lived, though, and it seemed to be right? Or was she misremembering something? It was as if static was in place of an address, a picture of where she resided.
"Nice! Ozpin probably gave you a place since you're such a good UTA!" Ruby said cheerfully, smiling. She definitely did not take this opportunity to consume yet another cookie.
Winter nodded, somehow feeling that wasn't the entire story from her side. She led Ruby out of the room, the black haired woman trailing behind. Although Winter felt far better and more stable after a few steps, Ruby watched as a hawk might for a mistake, her silver eyes darting both at Winter's feet, and the road ahead of her that might trip her up, like change or a small rock. While Ruby might be many things, she was an overachiever to say the least. There was a good reason for her to have entered college two years early.
While the majority of Winter's mind told her that this setup was perfect, there was a far smaller part, one whispering that this was not the right thing to do. That what she was going to do would irrevocably change Ruby's life. To turn the girl away, as that would be the right and moral thing to do. To deal with her new predicament by herself, to solve the issue without creating yet another victim of some odd situation she would not have thought possible even 24 hours before.
"Ruby, I-I truly don't need anymore help." Winter said, doing her best to sound convincing. "It's not that far a walk, either. Shouldn't you be getting ready for class, anyway?"
"I don't have class for another eight hours. I just use that classroom because it's always empty. Better than staying at home all day" Ruby said with a shrug. And then a smirk. "If it's not far, then I can also just walk you there, right?"
Perhaps if Winter had her full mental faculties under control it would be easier to manage the situation. To manipulate the girl how she wanted, but she was not at her ideal strength and could only groan at the reflection of words. Although she did not fully realize why 'walking home' would cause such an issue for Ruby, her gut did say it so.
"So… you're a fan of Innocent Cog?" Ruby said, glancing at Winter's sweatshirt.
There were several ways to handle this bothersome but innocent question. The main issue being that, in fact, Winter was not a fan of Innocent Cog, and only vaguely knew of its existence. Much like how some people only vaguely know the existence of showers. Therefore a quandary presented itself to the white haired heiress. The manner in which to lie or bend the truth. Not if, as she wasn't, and saying that she wasn't a fan might make Ruby suspicious or involve her in ways that Winter's body and mind may have said she wanted, but deep down didn't. Ruby was a nice, innocent girl that thought and wanted the best for everyone. Winter would do her best to protect her, even in her reduced state.
"Somewhat." Winter said, as if she was admitting some deep lie. "I believe I received the sweatshirt as a gift."
"From who?" Ruby asked. Winter couldn't tell if it was out of genuine curiosity or suspicion, but the young woman's face gave no indication other than that she simply wished to talk.
"I can't quite remember." Winter lied, knowing that it was Jaune's sweatshirt. She cursed herself for not picking a less noticeable shirt, and for rushing through it. If haste made waste, Winter would require the assistance of a janitor soon.
"Huh… but you said that you always remember what people give you when I came to your office hours that one time." Ruby said, thoughtfully. "Because I gave you this cool pen I found because you were complaining about your old one, and when I said it was nothing to get for you and you could forget about it, you said 'A Schnee never forgets a favor' and then told me like 15 things people gave to you. A lot of them were from Professor Arc, I think." Ruby said, her memory, genius, and clarity rearing its head.
It was not often that she chose to expose her mind or use it for its god-given purpose in front of others, but there was a reason that when she did, people felt intimidated. As Winter rightfully felt, swallowing in a situation that she'd been brought up never to swallow in. When being caught in a contradiction.
Innocent but piercing silver eyes landed on her back- Winter could feel it- nearly freezing her to the spot.
If Winter had less pride, or was willing to swallow anything other than Jaune's cum, she might have admitted that she was less than perfect. That would've been a valid, if surprising answer to Ruby. One that made sense. People did forget things and made mistakes, even Schnees. That would've been the end of the conversation.
But unfortunately, that was not how life functioned for the one known as Winter Schnee. While her genius might not have been on the level of Ruby Rose, and her mind was a haze of lust, she cooled it. Controlling it. Wielded the blizzard that might have frozen her feet and instead directed it towards her head.
Winter stood a little straighter, looking as regal as she could with her hair only partially done up, wearing shorts short enough to make a hoe cry, and a baggy sweatshirt that she usually never would've been caught dead in. The only thing that allowed her to ignore the lack of fashion with the sweatshirt was its relative inoffensiveness to the other clothes Jaune's sister had available, and that it had his scent on it.
But now Winter wheeled around, meeting the silver eyed gaze that could freeze a lesser man or woman.
"It's from my boyfriend. I'm… actually going to go to his house to lie down for a while." Winter said, the iron truth being bent with a blowtorch and two steel tongs. "It's really not that far, Ruby. How about I text you when I arrive? And if I don't do that in the next hour, I promise you can come look for me and scold me. Does that sound acceptable?" Winter asked with a smile.
Winter saw fit to appeal to the girl's sense of logic and reasoning rather than her sense of right. But whether or not it would work was truly a gambit- Winter's reasoning was, on the whole, solid. If she did become incapacitated or something happened, Ruby would at least know something was amiss after an hour. It was just a question of Ruby's character, now.
"I-I didn't mean to annoy you." Ruby said, her dull eyes flicking downward, her feet shuffling. "I'll go away. Sorry."
Winter's heart cracked at the young woman's face. She could empathize with the young girl. She, too, had been given false smiles, and been told much the same through gritted teeth. Much as she had done. While she didn't wish to harm the young woman, she certainly hadn't meant to do it this way either. This would just harm her in another way, albeit nowhere near as much as her gut informed her the other way might hurt.
A lump formed in her throat, gathered by years of guilt and trauma. "I apologize. What about half way? Would that put your mind at ease?"
Ruby's eyes sparkled. "Yes! Thank you!" She said, throwing her arms around Winter.
All Winter could do was smile and return the embrace that had been so awkward only a few minutes ago. It now felt realer, somehow, even though the one before wasn't quite fake or anything of the sort.
"I'd like to head out now, then." Winter said extricating herself and also attempting to not make the girl sad at the same time.
"Alright! Let's fucking GO!" Ruby said with a fistpump, blood immediately flushing her face. "I mean, um, yeah. Woo."
There was no one in the halls to have heard her but Winter still snorted, smiling. "Let's."
With their conflict resolved, there was nothing to do, but head to… wherever she was going to. While Winter had put on a strong face, she still wasn't quite sure of where exactly that was. At least she now had a decidedly better relationship with Ruby, if for the price of opening up, something that she usually regretted.
The weight lifted off both their shoulders, they walked down the stairs, only to find themselves face to face with a professor that Jaune knew quite well. One that doted quite a bit on Ruby, and spoke her praises as any good parent should.
One that looked like a far more mature, filled out version of Ruby. What she would look like in about 14 years. That was to say, hot as fuck.
An easy smile came to Professor Rose's face. "Winter! And my wonderful daughter. How are you two?"
Jaune wasn't panicking as much as he thought he would given that he remembered everything that had happened in roughly the last twelve hours. That included the awful, terrible pain that he'd went through not all that long ago. He shivered at it, the feeling and overwhelming sensation of having your muscles ripped and resewn, your skin molded and melded to some unseen figure's hand, and your organs massaged to better fit a larger body. Hair sprouting from every unthinkable spot- acting not unlike puberty, in effect. An incredibly agonizing, quick puberty, that felt like it had taken hours but had taken only seconds.
And at some point during his sleep that had reverted. He was now considerably smaller in almost every way.
Almost. He tried not to stare at his dick too much, unsure why whatever phenomenon had affected him had chosen to leave everything except his member, which was now far larger, with balls and a knot to match. For the first time in likely any member of male sex, a man seriously wondered if his pants would be sufficiently large enough to hold his balls. That was no laughing matter, he was a teacher after all… if he could be considered a teacher after what he did to his poor, innocent TA. A TA that had taken it upon herself to give him a boobjob-
He tried not to think about such things, and instead focused on more immediate things. At least his bed was okay, which was impressive given how small it was.
It was then upon Jaune's minor adjustment that the bed cracked and Jaune was brought even closer to the earth. About a foot closer by his estimate, his butt nearly touching the ground. All he could was sigh, wiggle out of the downy sinkhole, and lay on the floor pondering his life up until that point.
The sex had, all things considered, been amazing. Just as he could vibrantly remember the pain, he could vividly remember Winter's skin on his own. How her pussy clenched his dick. Strained as it accepted his cock and stretched. Filling her womb and the moans she gave out as she did. How flushed her face was as she clutched the sheets.
He wiped away the drool with the edge of a sheet that hung off the now pointless bed. Winter had left, but given that there was a distinct lack of blue and red lights and Chris Hansen, Jaune was optimistic about his chances. Though his self loathing at the moment was at an all time high- probably only matched by his regret over the decision to become a math major of all things.
After pulling himself up, putting on the baggiest pants and shirt he could find, and doing a survey of the house, there was quite a bit to clean. Although he hadn't noticed it before, there were numerous scratches on the walls and the floors. And the faint smell of fish that took him a surprising amount of time to recognize given that he was the one that had oderized the house. The bed was also shot, both structurally and from the copious fluids stained into it.
When Ozpin had given him the 'talk' about protection, he had also bestowed upon him a phone number. One that Jaune kept hidden in a shoebox inside a (thankfully) undisturbed, slightly bigger shoebox in the depths of a closet. And although his Scroll had been lost at some point, there was an old wired one that came with the house. The dust coating it had should give an indication of just how much it was used.
He smeared the old away with the new of his hand just to be able to see the numbers. But just as he was about to tap in the number, yellowed paper in hand, there was a pleasant knock at the door.
Something should be understood about Jaune in this universe. He might be dense. He might have somewhat unintentionally raped one of his star TAs. But he was far more learned than usual, and used to explaining things in ways that were perhaps not entirely true and easier to understand than the truth. To give people the idea they understood- even if they perhaps lacked the full and damning picture.
That is to say, Jaune Arc in this universe was not only a boob man, but a smart and convincing man. A triple threat.
Within a moment he knew that it was Winter. Although she had knocked on his door often- it was perhaps more oft than would be considered right. And the cadence and strength of the knock correlated. Strong, firm, and determined.
While obviously Winter would not need to have the entire situation explained to her, it would not be a bad idea to come up with a plan of attack for how to beg for forgiveness. Not that he'd given her any mercy the night before, and he could explicitly remember that fact along with a redness in his face.
He concluded that he would start with forgiveness, moving to prostration, and then acquiescing to blackmail if it suited her. Though he had no idea what she could even blackmail him for.
With a trembling hand, he opened the door, letting in the new dawn's air and light.
There was quite a bit to take in, and Jaune blinked. There was a much older, really, really hot version of Ruby in front of him. With a rack that even her clothes couldn't hide, only slightly taller than she was now but way thicker if her hips and legs were anything to go by. And a lovely, thoughtful face framed by dark hair that she had allowed to grow and lashes.
Jaune's newly transformed member was a massive fan of grownup Ruby, and had no problems letting him, and everyone that could either see his pants or smell him know that. Precum started to drip from his oddly flared dick, his weirdly shaped balls swelling as his body fell into lust.
And that happened just in time for him to notice both other women standing side by side next to her. A substantially shorter Ruby, which Jaune now realized was just regular Ruby, and Winter. Which pinned the taller Ruby as Summer, and made far more sense than the theory that Jaune had come up with that years had passed while he slept, which didn't make sense anyway.
Summer looked oddly smug, as if she'd just been proven right about a particularly naughty student. Ruby looked horrified for her part. And Winter wore a similar shade of red to that present in the Rose women's hair.
Jaune had no clue what to make of it, or why Winter was with them, but it wouldn't do to reveal anything.
"Hello Ms. Rose, and Summer. Winter." Jaune said, nodding to them each in turn with a smile that was strained at best. "How can I help you?"
"Oh, we just came to drop off our dear Winter." Summer said, placing her arms in a motherly manner around the white haired girl, who blushed an even deeper scarlet. "We wanted to make sure she wouldn't get snapped up by wolves or the like. They do get hungry in fall."
Jaune choked and broke into a fit of coughing to cover it. "Sorry, I'm a bit sick, as you can see."
"Oh really? Winter is as well. How… serendipitous." Summer said, using a word that Ruby was just then mouthing and tasting out. "She's also feeling a little under the weather. Any ideas as to how she might catch such an illness?
For once, Jaune had an easy answer to what he was almost certain Summer was implying.
"...the other students? There's always Beacon-flu a few weeks into the semester."
Jaune was so proud of himself when Summer had a brief look of 'well shit'. He maintained an easy smile. The easiest smile he'd ever had the pleasure of taking care of.
"Given that she called you her boyfriend, I would say you as patient zero makes far more sense."
It took Summer's smugness to realize that he had, in fact, been caught in a trap. Jaune looked at Winter with his jaw refusing to close, only to see her wither under his glare and hide herself. What exactly had she said to Summer and Ruby, he wondered.
"Well uh, um… Well, she, um…"
"She's wearing one of your hoodies, Jaune." Summer sighed, hand on her hip.
"Well, um… that, uh…"
"And she's definitely not wearing a bra. And look at these shorts! Winter, honey. You can do so much better than this. And I'm pretty sure Jaune is a boob man."
Winter was huddled, blocking her line of sight (following Caboose' adage) and trying to forget that she had ever run into Ruby's mother. If she had just told Ruby to fuck off, or just agreed with her to begin with, this never would have happened! She'd never been as embarrassed as this in her entire life, and she wanted it to end, preferably before it got worse.
"Kill me…" Winter whispered in such an out of character tone that Summer flinched.
"I was just teasing you, dear!" Summer said, giving a nice, if incredibly awkward, hug in Winter's current position. "Don't take all of it to heart- just the part about Jaune being a boob man. Why don't you help her up?" Summer suggested, nodding her head towards Jaune.
Jaune did as he was instructed, helping Winter inside. But even the simple act of touching her sent shivers through him. Ones of desire and lust, to claim her once again. With how close she was he could practically smell her fertility, her willingness to mate.
"Well, thank you for dropping her off." Jaune said while hunching over, doing his best to hide his raging boner. "I think I can take care of her from here."
Images refilled his mind of pinning down the helpless Winter and ravaging her, plowing her as she begged for mercy, only to eventually succumb to the pleasure and beg only for his embrace and children. He shook the thoughts from his head, reminding himself that he needed to apologize and beg for forgiveness. His mind was as sealed as the front door on the matter.
The front door that was being held open by a delicate shoe, which reopened the door.
"Ruby, would you be a dear and wait outside? Mommy has to talk to a colleague." Summer said with more loaded meaning than an English teacher's secret novella they'd been writing for several years and had showed no one, not even their mother.
Ruby still seemed dazed for reasons beyond Jaune but remained outside, milling around aimlessly as Summer entered and closed the door behind her.
Veins popped behind Jaune's eyes. Summer was even closer to him now, and he was somewhat surprised to smell her fertility as well. Not quite as strong as Winter, perhaps, but he wouldn't have expected someone at Summer's age to even be a candidate. Not that Jaune actually knew how old his colleague was now that he considered it, as she could easily pass for a 20 something, if it were not for her 18 year old daughter. Which meant- at least reasonably- she had to be somewhere in her thirties or forties. Not that his boner or her body seemed to care about the upper end of this range.
Summer was even hotter in an enclosed space, her natural smell interweaving with the fertility that had initially hit Jaune. Winter was not helping matters either, as she was still pressed against him, her body reminding him of what had happened the night before. He could still smell his cum inside her womb.
"You both do look sick. Why don't we all sit down?" Summer offered as if she were the hostess in someone else's house. All Jaune could do was be grateful she somehow didn't notice the claw marks, the three of them sitting down. Jaune and Winter sitting together on a couch from a thrift store, while Summer had the honor of sitting on what would be considered the 'nice chair' of the small living room (it still wasn't that nice by most standards).
Jaune, being a good host, had of course fetched them all water, as they had turned down soft drinks and tea. His gratitude for not asking for anything more complicated was immense, because he could barely concentrate on even the simple task of fetching and filling glasses.
His and Winter's throats were parched and they quickly started sipping. Jaune's arm was placed casually on Winter's shoulder, all the way across her back.
"You two use protection, right?"
The water from their mouths came out in a spray as they both flushed red, coughing.
"Do you think I don't know what it feels like to do it raw? Ruby's outside! Look, I know it feels amazing. There's this rush of warmth, and you can feel him ejaculating inside you, knocking you up. Squeezing your ass or tits as his balls empty themselves-"
"A-AHEM!" Winter coughed loudly. Her face was no longer a shade of red, it was red. She embodied the concept. Just as her knuckles embodied white, with how they were clutching at a fracturing glass.
Jaune's face would've been a similar color of crimson had his mind fully processed the fact that his older coworker was giving him the slightly older variation of 'the talk'. If it weren't for the fact that his eyes were glazed at the memory of what he had done the night before, he would've certainly been appalled. But his mind and his hand slipped further downward, the latter on Winter's back, until his fingers slipped into her tight pants, feeling her bare flesh beneath his finger tips. Warm and inviting, he could feel her body stiffen.
Though Jaune's attention was more on Summer. Her deliciously low cut top. Her smooth legs restrained by stockings begging to be ripped and shredded. The sheen of red that appeared on her face from talking about such a lewd topic as being bred. Jaune wanted to tell her to stop saying anything more. Because as it was, he could barely hold back, his wandering finger slipping even further downward and pressing against Winter's puckered ass.
Winter gasped, covering it up with another 'ahem' meant to paint her as a prude. Though that would be a little like trying to cover up a hole with a millimeter thick layer of gray tint.
"Sorry." Summer said sheepishly, although she didn't look particularly sorry. "I'm not saying you can't ever have unprotected sex, but you're what, 21, Winter? 22, Jaune? Enjoy life a little. I certainly didn't." She sighed. "I had Ruby at 14. Just like my mom had me. I'm really proud of Ruby for not following in my footsteps. She's already doing better than mom and I."
There was a smile on Summer's face as she remembered her pure, innocent daughter. While it would be nice if she showed some more interest in men (or women for that matter, something other than technology), Summer would never complain about it. Although… "And I'm certainly not saying not to have fun fun! Just to do it responsibly." Summer said, going back to what had to be the topic at hand. "I'm just glad you finally admitted it to him, Winter. It's been painful watching for the last few months."
"J-Jaune deserves some credit. He's surprisingly pushy-" Winter stopped, biting her lip as Jaune's finger slipped into her ass. "When he wants to be." She said with surprising composure.
"Oh, I never would've taken Jaune to be a wolf. Is he like that in bed?" Summer asked in a loud whisper that was not at all hidden from his ears.
Winter grinned. "Yes, he is." She said, placing a hand on his knee. Winter had no idea how Summer could not see the massive dark stain plain on the crotch of Jaune's sweatpants, but she prayed it would stay that way. Or how she couldn't smell the absolutely intoxicating smell coming from his pants, any woman within a couple feet of him definitely would've caught at least a whiff but she hadn't mentioned it at all. Or the fact that Winter was rocking against Jaune's finger inside her butt.
Summer shifted, biting her lip as she adjusted her legs. Absent-mindedly enough that Jaune could see the lacy black panties she had on. "I… have a request for the both of you. Could I, um…"
Although Summer had not blushed previously, she certainly was now. "Could I join one of your sessions?"
Even Jaune paused, momentarily out of his trance.
"You want to audit my class?" Jaune asked, confused. The question was odd enough even his finger stopped moving- somewhat to Winter's disappointment.
"N-not that sort of session. I mean um- sex." She said so quietly it was almost unhearable. Almost.
"Specifically, with Jaune." Summer added. "N-not that you're not incredibly beautiful Winter, but I don't swing that way."
The couple shared a glance which communicated everything that needed being said.
"On your knees in front of Jaune." Winter ordered, flicking a finger.
"R-right now?! But Ruby is-"
"Not here and fine to wait. Kneel!" Winter said, without getting up.
Summer gulped, kneeling in front of Jaune. Given him the perfect view of a chest that made men stare and women (including Winter) jealous. Her face was red with lust instead of embarrassment now, her chest heaving from nervousness.
Jaune dropped his pants, his footlong canine dick exposed to the air. Red, mean and musky, a knot at the bottom above his balls. A knot that was twice as thick as his flared shaft, and was made for locking inside bitches in heat. Just like Winter and Summer.
Summer was agape at the odd shape, unsure what to make of it. As was Winter, momentarily, before she composed herself.
"Go on. Touch it." Winter encouraged with a smirk.
With only a small amount of hesitation, and with her hand quivering, Summer reached out and touched the shaft. She recoiled from the overwhelming heat, her fingertips causing his length to twitch. Jaune had to hold back from pinning Summer down. Not because he thought it morally wrong as he might have if the transformation was not afflicting him, but out of curiosity to see how she would please him. With far surer hands, she grasped them around his cock, feeling the heat.
"I-it's so hot." Summer whispered in awe. She sniffed at it, bringing her nose close to the mind altering musk she had had a whiff of in the doorway and that had entranced her so. She wanted the smell to invade her body, to mark her as his. She already wanted to be his broken bitch. Saliva gathered at the corner of her mouth, quickly put to use as she swallowed his dick. Gagging as she forced herself down further and further until her eyes watered. Her mouth touching the knot, his flared tip leaking precum in her throat.
All the while Jaune's finger was inside Winter's ass, wiggling, fingering her and taking great pleasure in feeling her move from the single digit. Only to eventually surprise her with a second alongside the first, her asshole clenching around his second knuckle to prevent access; and failing. All it did was make Winter's knees weaker, evoking shudders.
Somehow Winter's lips found his, locking as he used his once free hand to hold Summer's head in place on his dick. Gently disallowing her from pulling back, even if she wanted to. Not that she would, of course, as she was a fertile bitch.
This was what bitches in heat were supposed to do, Jaune thought. Be horny and get fucked and filled with children. It hadn't taken long for Summer to come crawling to him, just as she should. And he was glad she had. Her mouth and tongue were excellent, licking around his dick in all the right ways. And although only her lips could touch his knot, he wanted to slam her down, lock his knot inside her mouth and cum. To fill her stomach until her makeup ran down her face and her stomach was bloated.
But he was fine not to, enjoying the moment with Winter. Her passion and lust was clear in the way she pressed her body against his, the way her lips and tongue moved against his own. It was pleasurable, but in the way that he felt no urge to rush. He could take his time. Perhaps if he was fully transformed he might have a different opinion, but for the moment, he was content.
"Please, finger me harder, Jaune." Winter begged in a tone that she thought saying Jaune's name instead of Mister or Professor Arc was the naughtiest part of her request, her butt wiggling against his hand. Winter's moans became more heated as he started curling his fingers, pulling at the walls of her ass and feeling her body twitch and moan in response. Feel the way that she sucked in air- the air from his mouth.
Summer's moans matched hers as well, growing as she started to finger her own increasingly wet twat, rubbing her fingers on the outer folds of her pussy as she got off on sucking Jaune off. Feeling his hot rod pulse and fill her mouth, her throat. Staring into the eyes of the man who sought nothing more than children and pleasure from her. This was what she'd been missing for the last 18 years. Sucking dick. And, her body heating up at the thought of it, being bred once more. Because, while she was deathly afraid of someone wantonly cumming inside her, knocking her up in a single go once again, her body and mind couldn't resist the idea. Wanting to be impregnated. To be marked as owned and to carry a child.
"Has anyone ever told you how tasty your dick is?~" Summer asked mischievously. Only for Jaune to force her head back down on his dick.
"Then keep tasting it, bitch."
So while Summer's eyes bulged when Jaune forced her head around his dick, she was thrilled. She sucked his cock even more vigorously, Jaune using her head like a sex toy as he bobbed her up and down, using her hair as a handle, black hair sticking out in tufts between his fingers. Spittle and saliva covering his dick, makeup running down her face as she tried to breath in between sucking him off.
Summer felt light headed, but never better. As if this was supposed to be her role in life. Belonging directly at Jaune's knee level.
"Fuck her mouth, Jaune. Fuck her throat!" Winter whispered in his ear, stopping their saliva swapping for a moment. She could feel his finger twitch inside her, watch as his dick throbbed with desire. All Winter could do was feel joy at her words causing such a reaction.
Summer could feel him getting closer, feel his balls expanding, churning with seed that would soon fill her stomach as they slapped against her chin. All she could do was rub her twat harder, waiting as Jaune came nearer and nearer to completion. His knot knocked against her lips, too large for her to easily swallow. But she wanted it. She wanted his dick fully inside her, knot and all.
Until finally, with a howl, he pushed her head all the way down past his knot and came.
"I'm cumming. Take it!" Jaune growled. He had changed his mind at some point about taking it easy on Summer and he was glad he had. Rope after rope filled the hot MILF's mouth and throat, Jaune taking special delight in how she gulped it down willingly, wantingly. Her tongue tickling his new, oddly shaped balls. His hands gripped and ungripped her hair with every wave of cum, before finally letting her off his dick, semen trailing from her lips as she struggled to breath, lipstick around his dick.
Summer's chest was heaving even more than before, drawing Jaune's gaze and making him hard once again. Winter was sagging against Jaune's shoulder, her ass clenched tightly around his fingers in the throes of her orgasm, the pair of short shorts she'd borrowed from Jaune's sister completely ruined. As was the underwear, really.
"Does he always cum like that?!" Summer asked, incredulous, and still feeling some of his seed stuck in the back of her throat.
"Usually~" Winter answered proudly. In much the same way a wife might be proud of her husband's Warhammer figurine collection.
After Winter maneuvered her derriere off of Jaune's digits, she shimmied off the clothes bounding her lower half and flung them into a forgotten corner of the house with a twitch of her pale, smooth foot (but left the sweater on, mostly to continue to bathe in Jaune's musk and imbue it further). To her left, she watched as Jaune stared at Summer like a hunter might like at prey. Not that wolves generally wanted to fuck the shit out of deer, but if Jaune's eyes- somewhat malformed thanks to the transformation- were any indication, he meant to consume Summer in a way that would leave her more than whole.
Though his eyes in particular were focused on her breasts, as during the physical exertion Summer had gone through, one of her large, pink areolae had popped out of her bra and was visible. Something that would very obviously draw the eye of any man, let alone one barely containing his restrained lust by some facet of humanity that he didn't truly appreciate (but clung to nonetheless).
Humanity that Winter did not want at that moment. She wanted to see Summer creating a sister for Ruby, one that would come to love Jaune as Ruby did. She wanted the MILF screaming his name, her pregnant belly full. Although, admittedly, most of that was due to Jaune's musk telling her she wanted that to happen, forcing her twat to become wet at the thought of finding even more women for Jaune to impregnate, though Winter couldn't say it was only that.
So when she gracefully slid down from the couch, next to the frozen Summer, who'd been locked in a gaze with Jaune, a trail of cum at the corner of her mouth, she deftly pulled Summer's quite generous chest out of her bra. While Winter had nothing to be ashamed of genetically (unlike her poor, dear sister), Summer had everything to be thankful for. Even after putting her entire hands around the soft, somehow still perky orbs, Winter could not fit the entirety of them in her palm.
Perhaps somewhat more sensitive from the musk, and the fact that she had just orgasmed, Summer moaned from Winter's manhandling of her tits. The way that she groped her chest, feeling their softness, their fullness. Squeezing them simply because she could.
"You might not swing my way," Winter whispered in the nervous Summer's ears, "But I do. What did you think would happen when you walked inside a den of wolves?~"
Winter didn't expect an answer when she kissed the teacher's bare neck, tweaking her exposed nipples at the same time. The moans that Summer gave were absolutely delightful, full of pleasure and restrained desire. Exactly what Winter had been looking for.
"I-I just wanted to make sure that you two were okay. It's not uncommon for a young woman to be with a teacher and to end poorly. I would know." Summer finished with a whisper, her heart thumping. She'd really had the best of intentions before walking through the door, but what exactly those intentions had been- besides slobbering all over Jaune's cock- she couldn't quite remember besides what she had divulged it to Winter. Perhaps the advice was to take it slowly, to ensure that they truly loved one another before proceeding further. Or that they should work through their problems together rather than grow apart to the point where they could no longer stand to be in the same room together.
Whatever Summer's reasons, they were emptied from her head and filled with the scent of Jaune's musk. An even more potent aphrodisiac now that he'd cum, the scent permeating the air and the noses of the two ready and willing bitches. One of which still had cum sloshing in her womb, the occasional drop dripping down her toned thighs.
"You may walk out now, if you wish." Winter offered, pulling back. Her lips were no longer on Summer's neck, her whispers absent and hands removed from her ears and neck. She no longer restrained Summer, because there was no need to physically restrain her.
Summer gaped at the offer, already stained with Jaune's cum and her tits bared. The man himself was simply staring at her, waiting for her to choose. Not that she could wait long if she wished to leave, at least if his eyes were any indication. No, if she stayed, her body would never be able to leave. She could already feel herself hungering for Jaune's dick, even though it hadn't been very long. Though how much of that was in her nature, and how much of that was Jaune's musk, she could not say.
Though I can, and I can say with certainty that she'd always wished to have the roles reversed on her. To be assaulted by a younger man when she was a teacher. To be forced to bear yet another child, or perhaps more. A brother or a sister for Ruby, perhaps. That was the fantasy she enjoyed late at night when she hoped no one was watching, waiting for the day that her provocative clothing would draw the eye and erection of a horny college student that simply couldn't contain themselves.
She had just never imagined it would be Jaune and Winter in tandem.
Summer looked at the stairway and the door longingly, but in much the way one might look to a lifelong affliction, cured far before.
"I'll stay." Summer said finally, resolving herself.
"Excellent." Winter said with a smile that was all teeth.
And while Winter had been about to prompt Summer to pleasure Jaune in the most debased fashion possible, she closed her mouth when she realized there'd be no need. Winter smirked, watching as Summer fell ever deeper into depravity, closer to the ideal that Winter had for her. The white haired woman threw a glance outside at Ruby, who was browsing something on her Scroll. She had plans for her as well, but today did not feel fitting. She'd arrange for Ruby to be bred at a later point, assuming Jaune did not take it upon himself to do so before she could.
Summer pushed herself forward a few inches closer to Jaune, such that her body was between his knees, pressed against the couch. And so that her incredibly generous chest could be pressed against Jaune's length. Wrapping her breasts around it so that almost his entire dick was enveloped, save for the angry, flared tip leaking musky precum. Precum that filled her mind with thoughts of sex, memories of how much joy she had when Ruby had been born, when she was placed in her arms. When she had breastfeed Ruby, her little mouth hungry. Summer nearly cried at the thought of going through it again, the whole process of being knocked up, pregnant, a walking incubator. But they were tears of joy.
"I did notice when you stared at them by the way, women always do." Summer said, gesturing to her chest. She was more confident after admitting that she wanted to stay, now. "I know it's hard for young guys to keep their eyes off them. Sometimes I wonder how any of my students get any work done at all. Maybe I'm just that good a teacher." She finished with a smile, smushing her breasts against him, her hands kneading them.
"You are." Jaune agreed.
Ironically, there was very little he could have said there to make her blush, but somehow that did. Summer distracted herself by licking his sizzling dick with the tip of her tongue, feeling his dick pulse, and Jaune gave a low groan. His precum was far tastier than she would have expected, and she found her tongue aiming for it as she did her best to keep her eyes locked with his. Summer found herself lost in his blue orbs, using her body to the best of its ability to pleasure him, her hips unconsciously moving up and down with the wish that she was actively riding his dick at that moment. Milking him with her aching, wet pussy that yearned to be filled once again.
Summer found herself beside Winter, who was taking it upon herself to help. With a pink, delicate tongue, she licked and slurped at Jaune's dick poking through Summer's cleavage. Winter didn't necessarily stop her tongue's path when she found herself missing and only hitting Summer's soft, bountiful chest, instead choosing to enjoy the mixture of sweat and precum on it, savoring the taste.
Winter also fondled Jaune's oddly shaped balls, massaging them. Watching and feeling Jaune come closer to orgasm. He couldn't help but buck his hips up, his mast lengthening and coming even further outside Summer's chest, to the point where she could easily slobber on it without needing to crane her neck down. No longer able to easily lick Jaune's shaft, Winter slid underneath Summer, licking and lapping at Jaune's balls. She could hear how much he liked that, a low growl exiting his mouth with every lick on his growing sack.
"Do you like it when I lick your cum factories? Or do you really want to cum on Summer's face that much?" Winter asked, right after another long slurp. One that Jaune answered with a grunt, and a large drip of precum on Summer's tits. Tits that were milking him incredibly well alongside Winter.
It didn't take long for Jaune to orgasm. Not with two incredibly attractive, more than willing women pleasuring his dick as best as they could. Slobbering up and down it, licking his balls, his shaft, his tip. Attempting to suck his soul out through his dick and almost succeeding. He couldn't hold on any longer, bucking his hips up as he felt the first wave coming, his balls churning and tightening.
The first rope of white sprayed Summer's face, slathering her in his cum as she closed her eyes, the thick liquid coating her lips and cheek. The second sprayed her chest and neck, giving her a necklace of pearls that would make the most gaudy and rich of princesses jealous. The third was caught by Winter's hungry lips, most of it sailing into her waiting mouth. There were still more ropes, covering the two women's upper body as Jaune's balls and dick throbbed and pumped still more loads out until he was empty, and they were well and truly coated.
The three of them panted for breath, taking a momentary break as Jaune's dick oozed out the last bit of cum. Which Summer and Winter of course lapped up, Summer's cleavage acting as a makeshift cup. One that was sticky with threads of semen when she pulled away. Initially there was panic from the two women on what to handle first. Jaune's dick was still covered in delicious cum for them to drink, but Winter and Summer were literally coated with seed ripe for licking.
But that was a dilemma that Jaune solved for them. In one smooth motion he knocked down Summer to the carpet so fast she saw stars, and she scarcely had time to realize as he ripped apart her legging and wet panties, and slid his shaft in. It took a moment for her body to catch up and realize just what he had done, her moans of pleasure coming a few seconds after he had already started pumping inside her tight, inescapable pussy. Jaune needed to breed a bitch and he needed to do it now. His dick was already rock hard even after cumming out what had to be a gallon, and could definitely keep up the production if his balls were any indication.
He pinned down Summer's shoulders with his hands, reveling in her ecstasy torn face framed by a background of spread black hair behind her. Her chest jiggled up and down with every one of his thrusts, and he couldn't stop his mouth from coming down and sucking on one of her tasty looking teats. Sucking and biting at it even with the absence of milk. Jaune did it out of hunger, but not the one that Ruby had held when she was a baby. He was hungry for Summer's body, to feel her mature skin under his hands, his finger, her pussy wrapping around his dick. To have her screaming and moaning his name.
Which is exactly what Summer did.
"J-Jaune! Please, slow down!" Summer begged, her mind whirling from the overload of pleasure. But no matter what she babbled or asked, he didn't seem to listen. She didn't want him to stop, but she could feel her sense of self waning. Feel herself going crazy. Jaune's thick dick rubbed her pussy in all the right spots, practically grinded against her g-spot, and managed to continually knock on her cervix in one convenient, large, package. She tried to stop him with her hands but he was far too strong, even without his transformation. Her fingers could do little more than curl in pleasure as her cunt was filled with his dick. "I'm going to go crazy if you don't- mmh!"
Summer found her requests quenched by Winter's warm mouth. Winter's tongue playing with hers, exploring her mouth and exchanging saliva, heat, and cum in a way she'd never thought possible before. There was nothing Summer could do to stop this from happening. She couldn't even use her legs to stop either of them, as they flailed uselessly behind Jaune, hitting his back but only egging him on further. She was trapped between two hungry wolves as their prey.
But soon she found herself wanting to protest or go slower less often. Her legs stopped flailing. She returned the kiss and tongue-play Winter employed upon her. She started to buck her hips up into Jaune's, locking her legs around his back so that he couldn't pull out of her even if he wanted to (for some bizarre reason), pulling him ever deeper inside of him. Summer's mind went blank as she came, her pussy clenching around Jaune's throbbing, angry dick. She didn't know why she'd protested Jaune fucking the shit out of her cunt in the first place. That had been exactly what she wanted, after all. Her body moved more naturally, the trio in sync after Summer's second self-admission.
Certain that Summer would be converted now, Winter removed her tongue from Summer's mouth, leaving a trail of saliva, and replaced it with a finger. One that Summer sucked on and wrapped her tongue around like it was Jaune's dick. Freeing up Winter's tongue to do far more important things. Such as lick all of the cum off of Summer's chest. Appreciating its taste and gulping it down, feeling Summer shiver underneath her when she did it. And when she was finished, Winter joined Jaune, sucking on Summer's free nipple. Reveling in watching a woman she had looked up to as a friend, a mentor, almost a mother, brought so low. And by her no less.
It made Winter nearly cum on the spot to see Summer's hair in a disarray, her face plastered with sweat and cum. Her body nothing more than a hole to fuck and breed for Jaune. This was perfection. This was what Winter was supposed to do as Jaune's assistant. Find more women for Jaune to breed and fuck, this was what she was meant to do in life. And she would have it no other way.
Winter sat back and watched, fingering herself to orgasm as Jaune pumped inside Summer even faster, his hips a blur and the smacks on her flesh becoming one sound, his knot still not inside her juicy pussy. Winter edged herself, biting her lip until that fateful moment where she watched the knot push into Summer's pussy, the teacher's O face on display for both Jaune and Winter to see, and Jaune's howl as he came inside her, his knot ensuring nothing would come out.
The white haired girl came, squirting and bucking around her own fingers as she rode out her orgasm, her eyes tightly fixed on Summer's slowly expanding belly. She could see Jaune's balls bulge every time another wave of semen pumped into Summer's womb, and taking a hand sticky with her cum, she placed it directly over Summer's stomach. Feeling the rush of warmth and torrent of cum flooding the cervix, surely impregnating Summer.
The joy that Winter felt was indescribable, and would perhaps only be equal to whatever she and Summer would feel when they had Jaune's child.
A smile was plastered on the dark haired woman's face. Her dream had, in a way, been achieved. Her fantasy and kink fulfilled. Her body was sore, but satisfied. This was really what she'd been looking for when she walked into Jaune's house. To be filled with semen, fucked, and impregnated. And she was done now.
But when Summer made to get up, she found not one, but two pairs of hands pushing her down.
"Do you believe she's really impregnated, Jaune?" Winter asked, teasingly. The amount of cum in Summer's womb could feed a small village or impregnate 50 women (hopefully the latter).
"No." Jaune answered with a smirk, although he tried to hide it. "I think we need at least a few more rounds."
Summer looked in a mixture of horror, anxiety, and excitement at the two of them, gasping when Jaune's fully erect dick both refused to leave her pussy, and started thrusting inside her again, marking the start of a very long day.
Winter exited, leaving to freshen up as the remaining pair continued.
Jaune flipped Summer over while his knot was still inside her, pinning her shoulder against the floor and forcing her face to become acquainted with a carpet, though Summer would be sure to be eating out other carpets in the near future. She moaned from how deep he was inside her, how far up her semen filled cunt his dick reached. It was difficult to impossible for her to do anything other than shake her ass and whimper, pushing her hips back when she could manage to think through the mind-breaking pleasure.
"Fuuuuck." Summer intoned when Jaune leaned forward and started to kiss her neck, his knot shifting place inside her. Still firmly lodged and blocking all of his semen inside her. "H-how does Winter handle this? How does she stay sane?!" Summer asked, stars dancing in front of her eyes and pleasure weakening her bottom half with every thrust.
"She passed out." Jaune answered, almost smugly. He didn't feel like he cared much about Summer the person anymore. At the moment, she was Summer who had a really nice ass, pussy, and back. He could feel her smooth skin against his chest, his chesthair rubbing against it with every pound into her sopping wet pussy.
"That-" Summer was interrupted by her own rush of air, Jaune's tip kissing her already filled womb, "Would explain things." She finished, her hands gripping onto the shag and praying simultaneously that it would end and she would be free, and that it would never end and she would continually be fucked into the ground until the end of time. Although she truly hadn't been expecting Jaune's 'unique' member, she couldn't say she could complain about it after taking it for a ride. The way it fit inside her, the way she could feel all of his cum still sloshing inside her was divine. Her belly was already growing fatter just from the one load Jaune had blown inside her. And although it made her shiver with excitement- she had a feeling that there would be far more than just one load blown inside her.
Jaune's fangs grazed her neck as he started to speed up, Summer's pussy getting more ruined by the moment. The living room became a holding cell for the sound of Jaune's balls slapping against Summer's pussy, and her moans. If she was any louder, Jaune might've considered quieting her with his mouth, but it made his dick even harder to hear her moan in pleasure.
"Jaune! I love you, Jaune! Just- keep- fuuuck!" Summer cursed, her pussy cumming over and over against around Jaune's dick, her body giving out as she squirted onto the ground. Only becoming tighter around his prick.
Burying his face in Summer's neck and wrapping his arms around her waist so she couldn't escape, Jaune blew his load inside her. His knot keeping every single albino rope inside her as she moaned, her pussy milking his dick for all it was worth. He groaned into Summer's shoulder as his balls worked over time, still pumping out all the cum it could. His legs shuddered from the exertion.
Summer's own legs shook with every load, her stomach becoming both uncomfortably large and wonderfully warm as the cum began to fill her poor, overloaded womb. The ecstasy racking her brain courtesy of Jaune's dick and musk was delightful, and she could feel her body already hooked. This, this was the life, she decided.
They laid there for a few minutes, Jaune basking in the afterglow while Summer's womb bathed in his cum. A poor, lone egg already well overwhelmed and on its way to childhood.
"Your dick is amazing. How did it get like that, though?" Summer asked, oddly prescient.
Jaune blinked in surprise.
"Uh… long story?"
"Do you plan on stopping your semen any time soon?" Summer asked, eyebrow raised. The sheer sarcasm given that she was having cum pumped into her was impressive.
"Well… true. It all started last night…" Jaune began. They were both too engrossed to hear the door open and shut quietly.
The door opened, and Ruby looked up from her spot on the grass to see Winter. Although she looked more disheveled than before, her hair and clothes slightly out of place. Ruby was glad she could even notice that. She'd been feeling slow and out of sorts, earlier.
"Apologies, Ruby. Would you mind telling her class that your mother will be occupied for today, and possibly tomorrow? Something came up, and she wanted me to ask you."
"Is she okay?" Ruby asked, trying to look past Winter through the doorway but finding her vision obscured by the girl moving in sync.
"Of course." Winter answered, nodding her head. "But she wanted to talk to Jaune and I about a few things and well… Things became heated."
Ruby flushed, still unable to handle the idea that her Professor was sleeping with a TA that she had talked to so much. "O-oh, sorry about mom. She just wants the best for everyone." Ruby laughed nervously, before trailing off. "I'll just go." Ruby finally said, turning away after feeling awkward.
"It's no problem." Winter said, falling into step behind her. "Why don't I walk with you a bit of the way back?"
Ruby wasn't sure whether to feel reassured or nervous, but after a minute of silent walking, she settled on reassured. The campus was now beginning to wake up and other people were milling about. There were students hurrying to class, students walking neither way through roads packed with cars just asking to be ran over, and students debating whether or not they really wanted to go attend the 8 AM, and were trying to convince their roommate to take their iClicker for them. It was the epitome of normalcy.
"So… how did he ask you out?" Ruby asked. While she was saddened that she thought that her handsome Professor was no longer an option, she was burning to know how it had played out. She was now suddenly interested in the mythical 'girl talk'.
"It was a… spur of the moment endeavor." Winter said carefully, thrown off a little bit by a sudden question in that direction of all things. "It was right after class, yesterday. He was surprisingly forward, really." She added, blushing at the memory of being pinned down and filled. It was what she had wanted before Jaune's musk had mind altering properties anyway, and in a way she was glad that it had happened.
"I um… I hope you're happy together!" Ruby said, blushing. She'd had similar daydreams. Though with quite a bit more choking on her end, somewhat surprisingly. Not even God could explain how that one occurred.
"As do I. On another note, would you like to come over tomorrow night to watch a movie with Jaune, your mother, and I? I promise-"
"Yes!" Ruby answered, her silver eyes gleaming. She was the sort of girl that asked what the movie was before agreeing to head to it with a group, and right now she couldn't care less about the movie or the fact that her mom would be there and (potentially) cramping her sick fucking style.
"Oh. Well, we'll be walking back right after class is finished, so you're welcome to stay with us and walk back if you'd like."
"YEEEES!"
There were a few odd looks from the students around them but Ruby could give three (or perhaps four) less shits about them. This was an oppurtunity to be around two of her favorite people, and she was not going to pass it up.
"Wonderful. I'll see you then. And before I forget- could I bother you for the book?" Winter asked, hand outstretched.
Ruby was in a pleasant haze as she handed it back, waved goodbye, and headed to a class that wouldn't start for another 6 hours. There'd been some very confused students later, when there was a girl just sitting in a chair, that didn't get up or respond to anything at all.
A/N: Little late, but hopefully you enjoyed. I thought it would be mildly funny and fitting to do a bait and switch, and you can expect the next chapter in the year 2025 to be Ruby focused.
I had a lot of fun making it, though I do feel this is a little more similar to A Normal Game of Truth or Dare than I would like, and I did my best to set this and that apart. If you're wondering what that is, it's no longer on and is an AO3 exclusive. They removed that fic… and only that fic. Not really sure why that one in particular had issues.
Anyway, the reviews were basically 'another chapter' etc, with the exception of one guy asking that it not get turned into a 3some thing. Sorry bro, but as evidenced by this chapter it's how it turned out. I do plan on doing some non-threesome/harem content soonTM so you have that to potentially look forward to.
On that note, is there anything specific that you guys particularly want me to finish that I've forgotten about/neglected? If there is, feel free to PM me or review. For once I finished all of my commissions in a somewhat timely manner, so I'm 'on break' since I'm genuinely out of them.
With the above said, once again thanks for reading.