"This is Ren?" Yang asks, pointing at Ren, having just been introduced.
"Yep. Ren here will be staying with us for a while," Weiss explains as she wonders how Ruby's and Richard's day is going.
"Back," Ruby says, sounding a bit tired from their meeting with Herleva's father.
Everyone looks over as Ruby groans and stumbles into the room. "So…how did it go?" Weiss asks as Ruby flops onto a bed facedown with a groan.
"A lot of discussions. Mostly about Richard's patron," Ruby informs.
"And…?" Blake sounds out with everyone leaning closer to hear her muffled voice better.
"We aren't sure what they are going to do," Ruby answers, laying down.
Weiss sighs. "Well, nothing we could do about it for now. Might as well make the best if it," she advises before looking back at Ruby. "How is Richard, by the way? He seemed a little too calm when he left."
"He went back to his room to rest," Ruby informs.
"Did he seem okay? I heard it was bad," Yang asks, concerned.
"He is fine. I am surprised that you aren't going to see hi…and Blake ninja vanished on us," Ruby notices.
Everyone turns their head to where Blake is lying down and sees an empty spot where she sat. "Wow…she's good," Reese compliments as they hear a door shut in the distance.
"You didn't notice she walked right past all of you," Ren informs.
"Oh…still awesome," Reese compliments, smiling. "So…Ren, tell us about you. I have been told by the others here you are very different from who they know."
"Think I might have killed you or one of your relatives," Ren says, looking at Weiss.
Weiss clears her throat and looks away. "Might be a different person."
"Ren, do you know…what did Richard say again…multiverse theory?" Yang asks.
Ren hums and looks up in thought. "Somewhat. I ignore that kind of thing most of the time."
"Well, do you know about grimm?" Reese asks.
"Those creatures from fairy tales and children's books?" Ren asks.
Ruby picks her head up from the bedsheets and looks at the girl. "What do you have for monsters to fight?"
"Corporations like the Schnee incorporated," Ren informs.
"And…animal monsters?" Ruby questions, wondering if her world is like Richard's.
"Does the president of Schnee Incorporated look like a walrus with a mustache count?" Ren jokes.
Ruby snarks to the side, and Weiss gives the cloaked girl the stink eye. "Wha…it was a little funny," Ruby admits smiling, trying to cover her mouth with her hands.
"See for yourself," Ren says, pulling out what looked like a scroll, but a different model than theirs before showing them an image.
Ruby snickers as everyone starts to look snicker behind their hands as well. "That's Jacques?" Ruby tries to ask before descending into laughter and rolls onto her back in a fit of hilarity. The others try not to do the same as they see an actual walrus with a mustache, top hat, and cane.
"No, he is dead. He died from a thousand small cuts. This tub of lard is Whitley," Ren informs.
Yang laughs into a pillow she grabbed from a bed. "Hey, Weiss. I found your father someone he can enjoy doing business with," she jokes and laughs at the idea of the walrus and Jacques talking and doing business with a straight face.
"That is my brother, apparently," Weiss says, facepalming.
Ren just looks confused as they all laugh and crack jokes about this mess. "These new customs elude me."
"Ok, so are there huntsmen academies? Or someone in a governing position named Ozpin or Ozwald?" Ruby asks after getting back under control.
"Oh, you mean Ozwald the…let's be courteous and use the great deceiver. We imprisoned him in a device with no human or faunus interaction and kept him alive so he can't reincarnate anymore," Ren informs.
"Haunting…and what Richard wanted to do too," Yang whispers to the side under her breath.
"Can you blame him? After all, Ozpin leads us into the great war, never addressed the human-faunus tensions, or anything, but tried to keep his wife the best-kept secret of the world," Weiss points out.
Ruby holds up a finger before pointing at Ren. "A woman named Salem."
"Oh yeah, launched her into the sun," Ren informs.
"Geez. What did you use? A catapult?" Yang somewhat mocks.
"No, a rocket after launching missiles and dropping enough bombs on her that would flatten a continent. Not too hard to move when still recovering from all of that," Ren informs.
"I feel like we stayed behind the times," Ruby whispers to her sister.
"Hey, I am back," Blake says, sitting down beside them.
"How did things go?" Weiss asks, sounding concerned.
"Richard was tired, so I got him to sleep," Blake informs.
"Good," Weiss sighs in relief before looking back at Ren and sees her crawling into a bed. "Seems Ren's world is more advanced, and they took care of Salem and Ozpin, unlike us."
"Get me up to date, please," Blake requests.
Richard yawns as he carries a bag of ingredients. He shuffles along the hallway towards the class before entering and walks past the tired girl and a group of scholars around her. "Got you your stuff," Richard moans as he thankfully remembers to grab some things on the way back from the cliff. He then grunts as he sits down in his usual spot. Though, he suddenly stops as Evie sits beside him after moving away from the group.
"I wanted to talk to you. And those guys won't understand," Evie confesses, nodding her head to the exiting group of scholars.
"Shoot," Richard instructs.
Evie hums before leaning against his side. "It's actually about our truck. I went down to check on it since it's been months. But what I found strange is that the battery is fine. You still have around an eighty percent charge, which is weird. Batteries like that typically don't last long on their own and long too. It's been months…I heard you had a patron come out of you," she comprehends a bit and looks him over. "You look about right for it."
"I am told he called himself a god of smithing. Could that have something to do with it?" Richard asks.
Evie shrugs. "I don't know. I'm not a magic-user. But…I also heard the weapons that came from an attack were very finely made…" she trails off before humming. "It could be that his specialty under it all is making things last longer, more robust, and won't break under the harshest conditions. But I am going off how a very skilled blacksmith would make a sword," Evie warns. "It can be that he increased the efficiency of the entire thing. So much more than it can handle, but that got fixed too. He might have fixed up the fundamental problems that plague that truck with just you touching it."
"Speaking of those, what will they be doing with them?" Richard asks.
Ena hums a tune as she walks by him, reading from a book. "The blacksmith took them into the castle to be looked over and then either be sold off or given among the guards," Ena explains as she sits behind her desk.
"I am guessing not to displease my patron; they mounted the cultists back up as he wanted the birds to feed off them," Richard comments.
"Oh, yes…they tried to keep it gruesome. As much as they hated doing that as it felt so…demonic," Ena explains before looking up at Evie. "Now, since he brought all those ingredients, how about an example of her abilities?" she asks but feels so haunting and off-putting of just remembering what the knights had to do.
"Reminds me of Vlad the Impaler personally," Richard says, following her.
"Who?" Ena asks in some confusion. "I have no clue who that could be besides guessing from the name."
"Vlad the Impaler was a ruler in Romania and, to stave off the Ottomans, captured many of their allies' people and impaled them by the hundreds or thousands to scare off the vastly superior army. You might also know the character he inspired. Dracula," Richard informs.
Ena tilts her head in thought. "I think so. Is Dracula a fanged person?"
"The king of vampires, yes," Richard informs.
"Oh. Vampires we know of. They are more demonic people that hunt in the night," Ena explains while Evie walks up to the pot on her desk to start working.
"A bit more complicated. Some believe it is demonic. Others believe it's a mutation of a virus. Others have it as magical," Richard clarifies.
"Then we are in some agreement. Though, strange that some of our legends coincide like that," Ena mutters to herself.
"Yeah, but you never know. In some multiverses, vampires could be real," Richard reminds.
"We have vampires," Ena reminds.
"Great. Something else to deal with," Richard comments.
Ena hums. "Wonder what other legends and stories your world has that would be real in ours?" she asks aloud, thinking how far their fairy tales would make something the kingdom fears outright.
"Look into that for us, will you? Ruby is taking me and a few others out to try and earn money," Richard informs.
Ena nods and watches Evie work on her potion. "I will. I am genuinely curious as to what legends there are from your world. Whatever you have might be able to give us an edge in fighting them if they exist here." Evie's pot of brew then puffs out a red cloud of smoke before it dissipates, allowing her to continue. "If we don't already have better techniques."
"You coming, Richard?" Ruby asks, sticking her head through a doorway.
"On the way. Think you can handle yourself, Evie?" Richard asks, having some concern in his voice towards the girl.
"I can," Evie assures.
"Great," Richard says, a little happier and relieved. He then turns to Ena with a small smile. "Okay. I'll be back for the other lessons when I finish hunting around with the rest. And I will promise to grab some monster parts to give Evie," he guarantees after turning back to her.
"So, what is this place?" Richard asks as Ruby leads him, Weiss, and Reese to what looks like a tavern.
"You know what a place in games that give out quests and bounties are like?" Ruby asks.
"A guild or tavern and inn?" Richard automatically asks.
"That is basically what this is. They post bounties and jobs on the board. Yang and I found this place a while back when we explored the city," Ruby informs as they head in.
Once inside, it reminds Richard of a fantasy RPG tavern, and on a bulletin board are wanted posters for monsters and people. The huntresses quickly lead him to that and start looking through them. Meanwhile, Ruby opens up her status screen to cross-reference to see if she could find any that the demon realm also has a contract. This is how she would start working her way to getting her territory for her minions, so she didn't have to keep paying for room and board to the market.
After a bit of looking, she finds a match. It seems like a contract for a bear, and the reward is a hundred silver—an excellent deal. "Let's go with this one," Ruby says, grabbing the contract.
"You sure…that is a lot of money, so it might be powerful," Richard says, not sounding so sure.
"Relax, you got us," Reese says, putting an arm around his shoulder.
"We are experienced in this after all," Ruby affirms, smiling as Weiss nods.
'Fuck. What the hell has happened?' a raven-haired girl thinks as she enters a cave to get shelter from the storm. The rush of wind and rain pour down behind her as she finally gets cover from the torrent outside. A few drops hit her already damp clothing, and the wind cools it down rapidly, making her shiver and hug herself. 'Okay. I got some wood on the way. I can try to make a fire and see how it goes,' she thinks, trying to plan as much as she could besides thinking about the cold and shivering.
'If only I could use my chakra, this wouldn't be so bad. I am an Uchiha dammit!' the girl thinks as she tries to get the wood to light, feeling her damp ragged clothes not doing much to help her with the wind blowing in from the cave entrance. 'Should have thought above grabbing a bush!' she yells at herself at even getting some relief out of this mess.
The girl's hands shake, trying to light the tinder from the carved pieces of wood. Her kunai sits nearby, covered with wood chippings. 'It's no use—the wind's too strong this close. Have to move inwards,' she concludes after a while of fruitless attempts.
The girl shivers and hugs herself tighter before sighing in relief at how some of the day's heat is kept inside the cave. The small amount of warmth gets the drive inside her to move before reaching the edge of what she can even see from scattered moonlight that filters through the storm clouds outside. 'Should be good enough,' the girl thinks as she drops the bundle of sticks and tinder in her hands to the ground. She sighs and sits down with her back, facing the deeper areas of the cave. A rock moves away from her sitting down and rolls into her shadow's darkness and sparse lighting. A stalactite moves above, seemingly curling above the girl's head into the ceiling of the cave.
The girl hardly notices anything moving above her, so she continues to try to get a fire going before she gasps as a spark flies off her kunai and onto the string of tinders. The spark burns the pieces before it lights the rest and becomes a burning ember. The girl cheers quietly and smiles while the ember grows into a small fire that starts to burn the rest of the gathered tinder and wood. The girl doesn't see the moving mass and body behind and above her as thick lines of the group reach down, all aiming for the girl.
"Finally something goes ri…" the girl is cut off when the arm holding the kunai is grabbed. She quickly reacts as trained and tries to punch and stab whatever grabbed her with a now armed hand. Her weapon hits the mark, but it glances off the thing. Now in the fire's light, she can see part of what has a hold of her.
It is something that looks like a vine, but yet it doesn't. The pulsating vine is not slick or smooth like regular plant vines. Instead, it is covered in ridges that run along the vine. It seems as if this vine shrank from deep parts to shallow areas and is much bigger than expected. This feature makes the girl notice the vine's size and how it appears to be around when wrapped around her hand, close to half a foot in thickness. After the initial size is measured in her head, she notices the bulges running along and sideways at specific points along the length. However, they seem to be not round bulges, but smaller vines that push up under the skin. Blood veins under the skin come to the girl's mind. Even these parts pulsate, and she can feel the small vibrations against her arm.
While she is getting a good look at it, more of these vines comes down and grabs her other limbs, lifting her towards the ceiling despite her resistance. The girl tries to call out, but one of the vines wrapped itself around her mouth, virtually gagging her. The girl struggles in the vicious holds of the vines as more descends around her body. The vine that is around one of her legs wraps upward, the end of it breaking the stitches of her already ripped shorts that break at the sides. The vine slowly pushes the stretched stitches apart and makes it break off at the hem. The shorts hang on by her leg now, but soon even that and her underwear are ripped entirely off. Another vine comes down and moves to her neck. She gasps as the tip touches her skin before it slides down her skin under her tight shirt. The shirt, tattered and ripped with holes in various parts, fares no better than her shorts and is ripped off completely, letting the remains fall next to the fire. This leaves her bare naked to the world as the struggling only makes her slowly spread her legs by how much the vines are pulling her apart.
As this happens, she sees two new thin vines descend with suction cup-like ends before they latch onto her small breasts around her nipples before starting to feel something press against her nipple tips. A sharp stinging into her nipples knocks her brain into action. Then, the vines slowly expand, growing in size and making the ridges shallower, while still inside her nipple. The girl screams as she feels some small pain but immense unwanted pleasure from whatever is happening to her. Then bulges that visibly travel down the vine slowly push into her breasts, making the nipples expand. She screams a shrill yell while the vine around her mouth wraps tighter, keeping her mouth pinned open. Her breasts slowly grow in size with every pump of the bulge as a loud muffled splash of liquid comes from inside her mounds of flesh. As it happens, a runny milky white liquid starts to seep out around the vine, being caught around inside the cups and then sucked into the more massive vines.
The girl's view then becomes filled with another set of vines that makes her wide-eyed at the tips look like. She sucks in a large gulp of air as she takes in the presence of the dripping vines. But she can not call them vines anymore. For one, the ends of these things have a very male human-like cock head. But it is much larger than what she measured from when it grabbed her. The more considerable thicker length squirms in front of her head as it slowly moves downward. The size alone is almost as big as her face and could stuff her mouth full if it wanted. This vine…this tentacle slowly slithers between the girl's spread legs. She whimpers and tries to squirm away, pulling her legs together, and yanking on the tentacles around her arms to gain leverage somehow. But none of her efforts draw any results except for some thick syrupy white liquid that flows down her limbs.
Then from her ass, she feels herself being penetrated by a tentacle she hadn't seen and it immediately starts pushing in and out of her. The girl screams before grunting as the more massive tentacle flies forward into her pouring snatch. She pants heavily, in time with each switching push and pulls from the tentacles out of her lower half. Her mouth hangs limply while large bulges appear in her stomach, moving around with each movement of the tentacles. The girl's eyes hardly notice another figure moving in front of her before it presses against her soft lips. She moans weakly before choking as the tentacle slides down her neck, producing a very noticeable bulge moving around inside her as she was forced to swallow it.
This keeps happening for an unknown amount of time before the tentacles in her snatch, ass, and on her nipples start to withdraw for a bit, allowing the girl to regain a few of her senses. Her blurry vision slowly regains focus before seeing the moving flesh sack attached to her. No…it is her. Her stomach. And her breasts too. The girl groans as the lumpy bulges move around in her stomach and womb, wiggling around in her breasts. She then feels a contraction hit her before gasping as something slowly pushes through her cunt and ass at the same time. The girl whimpers and drools as the lumpy pieces finally come out and splatter against her and the ground. Her breasts also move around as smaller eggs slowly slip out from her nipples, sliding down her body, splattering on the ground like the rest of more giant eggs.
As this happens, she feels a burning sensation from her gut. The burning sensation keeps flowing over her, and she feels her chakra fighting it every step of the way before she feels it greatly intensify around her upper back next to her spine. Something starts to push out from there, and the pain is great, but it keeps going and moving, making her feel her skin being stretched out to the breaking point before she screams out in intense pain as it bursts forth.
The eggs are coming out in the meantime—the pile under the girl getting bigger and even messier. With a mix of both small and big eggs, mixed with cum and slime that covers and pools the pile. Each drop of eggs leaves the girl with a smaller size on her stomach and breasts. She moans, throwing her head back as the immense brain breaking pleasure tears her apart to leave a soaking slutty mess. As time passes, a tentacle slowly slithers up to her mouth before slipping into her mouth. The girl moans, suckling on the tip and drinks down the pouring jizz down her throat. A cry of pleasure escapes her mouth as she happily sucks on the tentacle, like a newborn.
Soon she is once again brought back to her senses by the burning sensation picking up in her body again. Her body cracks loudly, echoing in her ears, as it becomes slender, but her hips grow wider. The eggs even push through easier as the waist snaps bigger. The girl chokes as the tentacle in her mouth slips down her throat like a noodle before another slam into her mouth, thrusting away as if a male possessed with breeding.
The tentacle slowly slips down her neck again, but it seems never-ending as it keeps thrusting and moving further into her. The girl screams around the tentacle as a large noticeable bulge moves through her body, tracing a path through her. Her eyes roll up into her head while the bulge path reaches her egg-laying ass before the tentacle head comes out, wiggling around. The girl twitches as she becomes limp in the hold, her eyes staring straight ahead in a pleasure coma. The tentacle slowly pulls back before raking forward, dragging her body around before it slips into her cunt. The tentacle moves past the eggs, pushing itself deep into her womb before it spurts out jizz that covers the remaining eggs in some pseudo lube. But it leaves her stomach growing in size in a smooth shape as it takes over the noticeable lumps that are disappearing out of her cunt and ass.
The girl weakly moans, trying to stay conscious, but the long tentacle moving through her entire body, just to breed her womb, and the eggs still coming out of her and being filled again, is too much for her. Her mouth drools down the slick tentacle, and her messy chin, leaving a big mess that falls on top of the bigger mess building right under her. The girl's eyes droop and become limp in the tentacles' hold, slowly losing consciousness as more tentacles, packed with eggs, approaches.