Ghira Belladonna hadn't seen his wife or daughter in months. But when Kali called, he came. Now he looked at the paperwork before him with deep concern etched into his features.
"I… I don't understand…" He looked across the table where the two of them had been sitting when he'd entered, waiting for him.
Blake Belladonna rolled her eyes. The teenager couldn't help it. She had absolutely zero respect for her massive cuck of a father, but she knew he wasn't stupid. Just in denial probably.
Kali Belladonna was far more patient. She'd put up with Ghira for years and at this point it was almost second nature. "Dear, don't be like that. You knew this was coming."
"B-But these are marriage documents! For the both of you!" Ghira was visibly shaken and the unstable Faunus' claws had extended to tear into the documents. Which was fine, they were only copies.
"Yes, dear. Blake and I will be wedded to Jaune. The nuptials will actually be next month." Kali's calm smile didn't quite hide the wicked gleam in her eye at the ultimate cuckening of her 'dear' husband.
"We already proposed, dad. On our knees, mom and I begged Jaune to make us his wives." The girl tried to sound mean and mocking, but as she pulled in a deep breath it was clear she was honestly excited, hopelessly infatuated with the human. "And he said yes!" The teenage Faunus bounced in her seat, her ears twitching rapidly.
"B-but…?" Ghira looked from mother to daughter at a loss. "What about our marriage?" He focused on his wife, hoping for some silver lining. He received it in a simple nod.
"I won't make you file for divorce, and you can still tell the neighbors and whoever you wish we're married. But as you well know, you'll never touch me again. We won't ever share a bed, and honestly I don't expect to see you in person more than a few times a year." Kali delivered the news in a simple explanatory tone. Neither vindictive or overly apathetic. She merely relayed how things would be henceforth.
"Will I… be at the wedding?" It wasn't a request, Ghira knew his personal desire would have no effect on the consequences.
"Of course!" Said Blake with a wide smile. "You'll be officiating!"
"What?! I will?!" Ghira's voice broke even as he rose to his feet in an attempt to get some measure of control. But the two women just looked at him, nonplussed. His wife waited patiently, his daughter just nodded. He stood there lamely, and finally asked. "I-I won't be giving you away?"
Blake snorted derisively while Kali only shook her head.
"Ghira, this isn't going to be your typical wedding. Now sit down. We have a few more things to work out." He slowly sunk into the chair.
He only had one last weak question to ask. "When…?" The answer shocked him as he stared at his wife and daughter.
"What?! But-but that's our-?"
"Not anymore." It was his wife's dream date. His daughters as well it seemed. The perfect time to finalize a union for the ages. At least that's what Ghira had thought when it had been his anniversary. Now even that was being taken from the pathetic cuck.
Feeling utterly lost, he nodded, signed, and agreed to whatever they wanted.
In the end Kali nodded over the papers and put them all into a briefcase.
"Are we done?" Asked Blake, and her mother nodded. Then both women rose to their feet and Ghira's eyes widened and his suddenly very dry mouth fell open.
Both women wore outfits that displayed their stomachs. Their very clearly, undeniably pregnant stomachs. Kali was in a comfortable looking dress, black across her arms, white across her large chest, then a swirl pattern around her legs. Blake's top was a sleeveless vest, the bottom buttons undone to part around her own stomach with a pair of tight yoga pants that clung to her hips and rose up the curve of her swelling belly.
They also had matching marks. Tattoos he suspected. A pair of crescent slices in a pair of overlapping arcs. Jaune Arc.
They were both heavily pregnant. The wedding would be in two weeks.
Jaune pulled in a slow breath as he buttoned up his shit. His nerves were on edge, and butterflies swam in his belly. He let out a sigh and tried to relax his shoulders.
A loud slurp came up from below him and he grunted. Looking down he gave a patient smile to the beautiful redhead on her knees.
Pyrrha Nikos did her best to stroke and suck at the same time. Though, truth be told she was never that great at blowjobs. "Thanks for helping me out Pyrrha, you're the best." Her eyes crinkled shut as she let out a heartfelt "Mmmm!" while sucking him as best she could.
She was certainly better than she used to be. Her hands cupped his balls or stroked the length she couldn't quite swallow with eager attentiveness. She bobbed and twisted her head, trying to tongue lash him from every angle and it didn't feel bad. Then Pyrrha tried to take him deeper. Jaune felt the tip of his cock press into his girlfriend's throat, but even as she squeezed her eyes tight against tears, it was too much.
Pyrrha pulled off his member coughing and sputtering. She carefully reached up to dab away tears. "I-I hope it helped you-" Another few coughs. "-Relax!" Jaune replied with a small laugh.
"Well, it didn't make it worse, that's for sure."
"I try so hard but even the little piggy is better at sucking cock than me." Pyrrha pouted as she used her pet name for Yang Xiao Long. Blake's girlfriend and cuckslut play pig. She wasn't wrong either, Yang had next to no gag reflex and wasn't afraid to just make a mess on Jaunes meat.
"Hey, don't beat yourself up. You know I appreciate your hard work." Pyrrha gave him a weak but honest smile. "And you're not supposed to be getting me off anyway, just helping me edge for the big ceremony!" The redhead's cheeks turned pink as she gave into the twisted shame of being the resident Fluffer for her boyfriend's wedding. It was one of her three jobs, alongside giving away the Groom, and then making sure to record everything!
Pyrrha's smile grew stronger as she focused on all her responsibilities and started to pull up Jaunes pants. Diligently tucking his dress shirt in and carefully putting away his semi-erection while Jaune lifted up his phone. "Oh wow, it's always crazy to see that number." Pyrrha lets out a small giggle but doesn't stop her work.
Sure he'd come from a rich family, but Jaune was raised knowing he'd only get what he earned from them. But now the 17 year old had a bank account with several million in it. Between the online sales of all the video's he'd made with his lovely fiancé's, he also had a steady trickle as the majority of Ghira's monthly earnings was added on top. He shook his head with a small smirk, still marveling that the old cuck had really agreed to so much. The teen shrugged, the cuck didn't matter today.
Today was about him and his brides-to-be. As surprising as it was to be a multi-millionaire before graduating high school, it was more astonishing that he was about to marry his favorite pornstar and her beautiful daughter. Jaune let out a small sigh and felt the butterflies calm themselves as he thought about how lucky he was.
There was a shuffling behind him and Pyrrha was there with his coat. Jaune held arms out and his sweet cuckqueen of a girlfriend put it on him. Pyrrha hummed to herself as she moved around to the front and buttoned it up as well.
"Pyrrha…" He asked, causing the girl to stop her humming but not her agile fingers. "Are you sure you're… ok with all this? Are you happy?" He'd dated the girl for nearly two years now and felt very close to her. But things had taken such a drastic change when Kali had entered his life. Somehow Pyrrha had embraced it all with an almost disturbing glee, and even now her face blossomed into a smile.
"Of course I am, I love you and I love watching you destroy those Faunus sluts! And I get to record it every time! I'm not even out of highschool and I'm a semi-famous adult film producer!" Pyrrha bounced on the balls of her feet in eager excitement but she could tell he was still concerned. "Oh? With the wedding? Jaune, you put baby's in both of them!" His little cuckqueen admonished. "it's only right that you make them honest women!" She let out a giggle as if his question was the silliest possible thing and a curl rose at the corner of Jaunes lip.
There was no mention that Yang was also three months pregnant, or that there was no intention of marrying her.
"Well maybe I'll end up putting a baby in you down the line as well…" He said with a wink and Pyrrha's cheeks burned a bright pink.
"Oh Jaune!" She shook her head, not quite able to meet his eyes. "My parents would love some grandkids though." Finally she looked him in the eye. "I'll ask Mistress Kali after the honeymoon!"
"Good idea." Jaune said, laughing heartily while Pyrrha beamed.
Whiteclaw was a great old plantation house that had been standing for close to three hundred years. A beautiful mansion with a columned entrance, a massive main hall, and a truly decadent ballroom.
They'd chosen it not just for its size and luxurious nature but because some two centuries prior the plantation had been worked by Faunus slaves. Jaune had been surprised by the choice, but only for a moment. Kali had nearly started drooling as she explained her dream wedding site and her daughter had started panting like a bitch in heat.
Jaune had no sooner agreed to it before the former had shoved her mouth against his, and the latter had torn his pants open with her teeth. Pyrrha had started filming in expectation before Jaune had agreed.
The main hall of the old mansion was filled. Two thick columns of occupied seats filled it in what appeared to be the classical seating of any wedding. Though, that appearance wasn't even skin deep on further examination.
Despite his new found wealth, a wedding such as this could be rather costly. That said, the costs had already been mostly covered by the entrance fee. One that had been paid by some 130 odd fans who had shelled out to come and experience the joy of the occasion. Or the debauched pleasure of unabashed degeneracy.
There wasn't any dress code and it showed. At least a third of the occupants came in fetish gear. Fully half actually did seem to be wearing suits and dresses, and more than a handful were in the buff. Several of these were Faunus wearing nothing but collars signifying their sexual subjugation with leashes and chains in the hands of their human masters. They too got a hell of a kick out of the chosen location.
A figure stepped out of the side and went to take their place front and center, and the room grew hushed. Most of the room immediately recognized the burly figure of Ghira Belladonna. The man wore a black suit, with tight pants and a short coat. He moved behind the podium at the front of the room and the piped in muzak switched off after a moment.
Hands pointed, a few clicks of photographs could be heard, if not spotted by an outrageous flash. They knew this cuck.
"All stand." Ghira finally said in a wooden voice, and almost to his own surprise they obeyed. The collected assortment of perverts and sex fiends rose more or less as one and music came back on. The well known and beloved wedding march played.
There was some confusion, but it was quickly ignored as multiple gasps sounded through the room and all eyes turned to see the back door open and the brides entered.
While they were anything but pure, it didn't stop them from wearing white.
Kali and Blake Belladonna walked in slow measured steps, clearly rehearsed. A middle aged milf and teenage dream, the two cat girls were undeniably beautiful and could easily be mistaken for sisters. Especially now that pregnancy had filled out Blakes breasts and makeup had made Kali's smile lines disappear.
They appeared almost like mirror images, their paces opposite one another. The only immediately noticeable difference in Blake's long locks to Kali's adorable bob cut. Their dresses were beautiful, with long gowns and straps that rode low on the shoulder. Elegant yes, but revealing in a most lewd way. Cupping the two Faunus women's large breasts and only just hiding their nipples. Though the edge of Kali's larger areola was noticeable to the keen eye.
Their bellies were completely visible, baby bumps bare to the world. Not covered in the least, the two women were just going into their third trimester and it showed. Along with the tattoo'd arcs of light that were the Arc crest.
The dress's didn't curve around their belly so much as open up from it. Both women wore lacy white panties that were in plain view under their swollen stomachs as the lower portion of the dress, more like a robe at this point, split open over their thighs and legs. This of course also left bare their matching sets of white nylon and the garters holding them up. Then finally, twin pairs of white stiletto heels that the two cat girls wore with easy strides.
In these incredibly revealing gowns, the brides approached and the guests stared with almost rapturous delight.
A third figure brought up the rear. Walking just out of step with the brides, Yang Xiao Long was the ringbearer. She carried a small box set upon a cushion and walked behind her girlfriend and her girlfriend's mother in a gold and yellow dress of her own.
Hers was even more revealing, and in a quite trashier way. Her breasts were covered, except where it mattered. Vertical gaps in the fabric revealed her pierced nipples. Instead of a long gown, her skirt was short and didn't even reach her knees. But like the brides it was also open in the front, revealing her caged cock and dangling swollen balls. Her beautiful blonde hair fell down her back, most of it free but several thick braids falling over the front and back of her shoulders.
The cucked futa walked in open shame of who she was and how her relationship had turned in such a twisted way, and knew that every eye here had seen her being degraded and used as nothing but a futa pig slut. Fluids drooled out of her cage in her shameful excitement and Yang kept the cushion tight to her midsection so it wouldn't shake. Also so it wouldn't obstruct the view of her tits.
As good as Yang looked, she was mostly ignored for the brides. She did get a few points, some laughter. But Kali and Blake were simply captivating. Their beautiful faces with small serene smiles. Long legs and the subtle sway of their swollen stomachs. They were a wonder to behold.
Reaching the alter the women barely glanced at the man behind it before they took up their places. Kali to the left of the guests view, Blake to the right.
Yang moved to stand behind Blake, her back tense as she kept her burden ready.
The music slowly petered out before being switched to something new. A stiffer sound, a drumline followed by a chorus of horns. It was a march of its own and seemed to call forth emotions of conquest and colonization. A call to lay claim and never relinquish.
At least that would be the general if not so well thought out consensus of the guests after the fact. All in all, Pyrrha had chosen something perfect to give away her amazing masterful stud of a boyfriend to these lucky Faunus fuck toy's.
The door opened again, and Jaune came forth, Pyrrha on his arm. They stepped forward and the young man barely glanced at the crowd. His eyes sought his brides, and with them in view a rakish grin broke across his face and he began the march forward.
Jaune Arc, all of 17 years old and on his way to marry the women of his dreams. One of them the focus of more than one nocturnal and waking emission in fact. He wore a suit of white and gold, outlandish but chosen for him by his adoring fiancé's and attentive girlfriend. The Arc crest, just like one tattoo'd upon the bride's bellies, adorned his back in gold thread.
Hanging on his elbow, was the redheaded Pyrrha. She wore a red dress that was actually quite similar but not nearly as revealing as Yang's. Pyrrha wasn't some fuckpig on display, she was Jaune's trusted third choice cum receptacle and ever loyal videographer of his strange and wonderful life. That said, she also wasn't as stacked as Yang, and didn't have a cock to cage. So she was just as well in a red dress that lifted her healthy bosom high and a set of golden panties with the Arc symbol stitched across the front.
The two made much faster time in their march than the brides, but that was more due to Jaune's visible lack of patience. Visible in the bulge codpiece of his suit, on that Pyrrha had carefully fit over his limp but not entirely flaccid member. A codpiece that now visibly bulged as he looked from one bride to the other with a thirsty desire that was visible to all.
A good portion of the guest's stared in admiration for the young man's abundant need and knew with glee just how close they were to seeing their favorite adult entertainers in action.
Finally reaching the altar, Pyrrha disengaged herself from Jaune. Giving his bicep one last squeeze, and a soft peck on the cheek, she moved to take her place behind Kali… where a camera was set up along with a stand holding up her laptop and a pre-prepared camera set up.
There was a click from the back and dual projectors lit up high and to the sides of the groom and his brides. Suddenly the entire room had a very good view of Jaune, Kali, and Blake from multiple angles. Pyrrha gave Jaune a thumbs up, but he only had eyes for his wives-to-be. Jaune formed a triangle with his brides to either side of him and finally looked up to the officiator. His soon-to-be wife's lesser husband and eternal cuck, Ghira Belladonna.
Ghira tensed as Jaune looked into his eyes, then cleared his throat as he looked at his podium. He knew what he had to do, what he'd agreed to do. He knew it was all hopeless… He was even caged himself, and it would have been on display like Yang's but for Jaune. In the blonde's words. "I don't want to see that pathetic cuck's locked up balls on my wedding day. Ew."
"Uh… Dearly… Er, oh, you may be seated." He coughed awkwardly and the crowd took their seat with scattered laughter at his mistake, or just in general mockery of the pathetic cuck. Ghira's face burned but he pressed on.
"Dearly beloved… We uh-we are gathered here today…" Ghira stuttered and stammered his way through a fairly traditional wedding sermon. Officiating it with a supreme level of awkwardness that the guests seem to eat up. Kali smiled beatifically, eternally patient with her broken cuck of a husband. Blake couldn't quite keep a sneer off her face, and rolled her eyes more than once at her dad's blunders.
Jaune only looked at the two women and waited for that moment.
"Do you, Jaune Arc… Take these two… women to be-be… yours?" Ghira's voice cracked slightly as he stared at the last word. Wasn't there supposed to be more? Your wife? Your partner? No… they were just going to be his. His property.
"I do." Jaune said, his head held high as he reached out and each woman took one of his hands. "I vow to make them mine. Every day, and every night. To keep and hold them, to protect and provide, and to utterly wreck every hole of my needy Faunus Fuck Toys." There were one or two gasps of surprises from the crowd, but a lot more moans.
"To never leave them wanting, when I can leave them bent over and full. To never leave them hungry, when I can gag them with my big human cock meat." There was the unmistakable sound of someone stroking a cock, soon there were several.
"To take them in public as much as in private, so that their slutty exhibitionist needs are properly met. Whether it's in a public bathroom, a fitting room, or the back alley behind a Wendy's." From Pyrrha's camera to the large projections, no one missed the wicked grin of familiarity that came over Blakes face, and several people remembered just such a fast food location less than a mile from the plantation.
"To breed, and keep breeding them, so I can enjoy their round bellies, and big milky tits. Both of which I'll be happy to cum all over, so that they never forget, even when full of my children, their place as my happy cum dumps." Another loud moan was heard, as at least one woman reached an audible orgasm just from Jaune's vows.
Both brides were breathing hard as they stared at Jaune. Yang twitched in place, her caged cock begging for release. Pyrrha's face was a non-stop 1000 watt smile as she recorded it all. And after several seconds of silence a frozen Ghira finally remembered it was his turn.
"Uh… Ok. Um, d-do you…" Ghira just stared at the page for a moment, having to steady himself for the next part. "Do you… needy… faunus h-holes. T-Take this… Buh-Beautiful stud… of a human as your… Your master?" He coughed out the last, his voice breaking badly.
"Every day and night." Blake said before biting the edge of her lip and looking at Jaune like a starving wolf sizing up a steak.
Kali though let out a small laugh at her daughter's remark. The younger girl looked at and the two made eye contact, nodded once, then spoke. "We do." they said in almost perfect unison.
"We vow to be his and only his." Spoke Kali earnestly, which was something she'd never said to Ghira.
"We vow to see to all his needs." Spoke Blake, hunger in her eyes.
"We vow to love and cherish him…" Began Kali
"But to let him fuck any slut that needs a good dicking…" Continued Blake.
"If they can handle him." Finished Kali with a cocky laugh that was shared by more than a few guests.
"I vow…" Blake started, before blinking rapidly and taking a deep sniff through her nose. "I vow to love you forever, Jaune. To let you know how happy I am with you. How I dreamt about being with you, and how-how…" She sucked in a breath and had to close her eyes against happy tears while numerous "Aaaaw…"'s were heard throughout the room.
"And I vow to help translate for my sweet little girl as she gets all sappy and loses it." A few chuckles and Blake giving her mother an expression that somehow blends a glower and tear-filled gratitude. Kali smiled at her then looked at Jaune. "Because I feel the same."
More gentle cries of admiration and approval were heard throughout the hall. Pyrrha reached up to wipe away a few tears while Yang bit her lip painfully hard to hold back more.
Ghira was frozen stiff for several seconds but managed to come out of the daze a bit faster this time. "Erm… The rings?"
There was a sniff from Yang and the caged cuckqueen rushed over with her cushion. Jaune opened it and smiled before reaching in with both hands.
He lifted out a band of black leather with a collar of tinkling silver marked with the Arc crest. Then he carefully placed it around Kali's neck.
Ghira watched in shock as the human bonded himself to his wife and daughter, not with marriage rings, but collars.
Blake's nostrils flared as she lifted her chin and blushed prettily while he fit hers while the audience cheered their approval.
At last the cousin was placed between the two women. Kali reached in and pulled out a ring. A wedding band that shone with gold she held it to the light and Pyrrha zoomed in for all to see. Then Kali lifted it from her mothers open palm before putting it onto Jaune's outstretched hand.
The cuckqueen ringbearer backed away and Ghira finished it.
"I know pronounce you… man and… wives. You may… you may kiss… the-the…" he couldn't get it out, but it didn't matter.
Kali and Blake rushed into Jaune's open arms. He put one around each of their shoulders and held them close. First he pressed his mouth to Kali's, kissing the woman who'd hunted him down by the scent carried on her own lust filled daughter. Then he kissed Blake, who'd discovered the truth of her family and became swallowed up willingly in her desire for the human stud once and for all.
He kissed one, then the other, then back again before the three seemed to press their mouths together in a wet tangle of tongues that had the guests standing and cheering. But of course this was just the beginning.
They needed to properly kiss their husband, and only half of that included his mouth. The mother daughter pair sank to their knees. Jaune helped the two very pregnant brides as they went. You'd almost think them dainty… then quickly rethink it by watching the thirsty sluts nearly rip off their young husbands codpiece to get to the treasure therein.
There were multiple shouts of glee from the crowd as Jaune's fat human cock came into view. At least one of them came from Blake.
Finally it was time for everyone to get what they really wanted… Well, except a few of the cucks.
The two pregnant sluts practically pounced on Jaune's flagpole. Their painted lips smushed into his cock and the teen let out a grunt that turned into a heavy chuckle. "Woah ladies, I'm not going anywhere." His words gave way to a groan as they pressed their lips into his spongy head for a pair of big wet kisses. Then they got serious.
Kali gave her daughter a small shove, taking seniority and opening her mouth wide to engulf his length while making eye contact with her man. Jaune sucked in a sharp breath while an undaunted Blake began trailing wet slimy kisses down his length, her red lips leaving a line of smeared lipstick that was steadily subsumed by Kali's efforts to take the teen deeper and deeper. The pretty milf gripped Jaune's hips fiercely and throated him like the professional she was while her daughter ducked down and gave their husband his first wifely ball sucking.
How could any man withstand it, especially one who'd been ruthlessly edged by the most devoted of cuckqueens. Jaune let out a groan, his balls tightened up, and both Belladonna women pulled back and opened their mouths wide.
"Gagh! H-Heere it cummmms!" He groaned out in a only semi useful heads up before he made it a truly white wedding.
He aimed first for Kali. Impressively thick ropes of cum exploding out with so much force they split in mid air and lanced across her face in multiple trails of musky human seed. Over her eyes, across her already smeared lipstick, and plenty across her heavy chests before he even aimed for it… Which was good since after only a few spurts he had to give Blake her much deserved dosage. The dotting catgirl who'd eagerly stirred up his balls only moments before was rewarded with the masculine concoction. Shaken loose by her tongue, the goopy mess fell across her pretty young face and the musky scent burned into her brain to the point of making her eyes roll even as cum splattered over them.
Jaune swung his hips and aimed his prick from side to side till both his brides were well and glazed and the room went wild with applause, cheers, and catcalls.
"Cover those Faunus sluts, Jaune!"
"You look better in human jizz, Bellakitty! Hahaha!"
"Look at that slut getting a reward for not even using her throat!" More laughter broke out and the two faunus brides raised up their hands to rub at their cum smeared faces. Long nailed hands, manicured for the event, carefully slid cum around, mostly to the mouth, and cleared eyes for the two.
Jaune smiled down at the women, and received a warm one from Kali, and an energetic and eager one from Blake. "I gotta say… I really needed that." Jaune finally said with a grin. He'd been pent up for days and the women had really taken a heck of a load.
"I bet! It's a good thing I was sharing with mom or you'd have plastered my face over." Blake said with a toothy grin.
"Hmmm, if we weren't already pregnant I'd say it was a loss… but I love a good facial cleanse." She ran her fingers over her cheeks, rubbing the cum in while Jaune laughed.
Some in the crowd might have been worried about a one and done, but they weren't very good fans if they were. In moments the two were leaning back in. This time it was Blake who leaned in to lift up his semi flaccid member and give it a swirl of her tongue.
"Mmmm, c'mon baby. Show us why we married you, Jaune." As if in reply for him, Blake let out an audible moan as she probed his dickhole with her tongue to get every last drop. Jaune's entire body twitched at the treatment of his sensitive organ. Then Blake was testing her gag reflexes. Taking him deeper and deeper, while the crowd watched the studs fist clench and uncleaned. Finally Blake pulled back, and like a magic trick out came the teenage stud's massive love muscle, fully errect and ready to go.
There was a standing ovation from the crowd and Blake blushed deeply.
"Oooh, there it is…" Kali moaned aloud even as she helped her daughter stand. Blake stared up at the cock for a moment before taking her mothers helping hand.
"Which of my beautiful blushing brides wants to go first?" Jaune asked with a wiggle of his hips that had his impressive member swaying heavily from side to side.
The crowd spontaneously exploded into catcalls. Most of which were for the two brides, or one of their nicknames or stage names. A few called out for Yang, and even Pyrrha. Several yelled out "Me!" or similar and at least one voice called out for Jaune to fuck their mother. Presumingly the matriarch in question was in attendance. But Jaune ignored all that and focused on his women.
Mother and daughter shared a glance, and Kali nodded first with a patient smile. "Go ahead sweetheart, have fun." Blake smiled brightly at her mother. It would have been a hallmark moment, if they weren't both glistening under a layer of ball gravy.
Blake turned to the podium her father stood behind and leaned over it. Her mother reached for her dress, searching for a series of buttons and straps and after a moment she gripped it and turned her head. "Alright husband, time to consummate…" Kali pulled at the skirt and with a whirl of fabric and the sound of popping buttons the long skirt of the gown tore away to reveal Blake's pantie clad ass.
Blake looked back over her shoulder and chewed her lip, her hips swayed and the entire room saw her pale cheeks and round hips swing from side to side. "Promise not to be gentle?" She asked in a demented twist and Jaune answered with a smile and the loud clap of his hands on her asscheeks.
"Never." Blake moaned and Jaune yanked her panties down to her thighs. Light shone off a jewel encrusted buttplug at the base of Blake's smooth pale cheeks. Under this was the catgirl's smooth, glistening pussy, aching and needy for her man.
Sticking to his word, Jaune lined his still rather sensitive tip up with Blakes sopping wet pussy. He spared barely a moment to rub the head of his member against her lips before he grabbed up a handful of her long hair and thrust inward.
Blake looked up as Jaune's hand gripped her hair and met her fathers eyes. "Oh, hey dad." Then Jaune's fat cock was shoving into her from behind. "Aaieee! Oh my gawd, yessss!" The girl's mouth fell open in a piercing cry and Ghira stumbled back from the podium as he watched his own daughter get penetrated by another man.
The girl's head snapped back, and she couldn't even cry out as Jaune sank his full girth into his younger bride. His massive cock drove into her pregnant pussy, and multiple guests watched Blake's pussy gush as she had a intense squirting orgasm just from the second thrust of her husbands magnificent rod.
"Oh gaawwwd! He's so big…!" Her eyes rolled in their sockets for a moment as Jaune began giving her several long deep thrusts. One hand pulling her long hair, the other giving routine smacks to her pale cheeks. Blake cried out and achieved another orgasm that actually managed to steady her gaze.
Ghira met his daughter's eyes again even as her entire body shook again and again with Jaune's thrusting. "D-Daddy… He's sho big… Jaune's cock… it's stretching me out… Oh gawd da-daddy… I love it… I luv hooman cawk sho mu-mu-mmmmmnggg! Kyaaaaa!" Her words broke down as Jaune grabbed her hips with both hands and started hammering her pussy like a jackhammer.
As Jaune's hips smashed into his little girl with loud meaty thrusts. Every impact causing her entire body to bounce, her big tits to jiggle and her eyes to lose focus, Kali leaned against the side of the podium she clung to and looked at her ex.
"She's really enjoying it, Ghira. Our little girl might be even more of a human cock addict than her mom." Ghira could barely tear his eyes away from his daughter to look at the woman. "But thats to be expected, your pathetic seed left so much to be desired that she's probably desperate on a genetic level to be bred by a real man. To be used and filled and even just covered in thick human cum, even before she was born… But at least you can still enjoy watching it… can't you, you race traitor cuck."
Said cuck tried to shake his head in denial, then winced. His cage feeling painfully tight… then he realized just what was happening, that he was getting turned on watching his own daughter! Ghira turned and fled. Kali watched the man go with a wicked smile. Blake, midway into her dozen'th or so orgasm, didn't even notice.
The catgirl just kept moaning, cumming, and as she felt her husband slam into her and fill her up with his seed she only then realized her father was gone and that it was Pyrrha standing before her, filming her face directly and giving the entire room a upclose look at the Faunus slut's massive o-face. At least the ones who weren't glued to the sight of his hips plapping into her ass one more time before an absolute explosion of thick human jizm gushed out from her overstuffed cunny.
He was just about to pull out when Jaune felt his pants being pulled down and a face pressing into his ass! The crowd roared with delight and Pyrrha dropped down between the well fucked bride, cum dripping around and even onto her camera as she caught the view of Kali's jaw working as she rimmed her husband, even as he shuddered out the end of his orgasm into her daughter.
"Oh-oh… fuck!" Jaune yelled out, panting hard and then Blake was letting out a loud moan while even more cum gushed out from her still stuffed pussy!
"Oh my gawd! Oh my gawd! Jaune! I-I can't-Mmmm!" Blake moaned and Jaune squeezed her ass painfully hard.
Then there was a strange and wonderful chain reaction as Kali pulled herself away from his bottom, but not before several people caught a glimpse of his lipstick stained tush. Then Jaune was stumbling back, his painfully hard cock coming out of the almost senseless Blake. No long blocking the passage, Pyrrha's view was blocked momentarily by a small waterfall of thick cum. Then she was almost shoved down by a collapsing black, if not for Yang.
The blonde cuck was there to catch her girlfriend. The faunus well and truly fuck frazzled, she was little more than a puppet with its strings cut when her mate's massive member was pulled free.
"Thanks Yang." Jaune said and the girl blushingly nodded before helping the girl away. Then he was turning to look at his other not-so blushing bride. "Now I think its your turn…" Rather than getting up, Kali slid onto her bottom and spread her legs. Jaune realized she'd already taken her panties off, most likely while he was lost in her daughter's pussy, and before she'd gotten ready to give him a little extra stimulation to ward off a well deserved rest.
"Oh, you really are just asking for it aren't you?" He said as he dropped to his knees between her legs.
"I think I've been patient long enough…" Said the mega milf as she looked at him hungrily, her studded ears twitching and her pussy somehow even wetter than her daughters. Jaune smacked the tip of his cock against her swollen lips and the faunus wiggled like a bitch in heat before letting out a loud and needy yowl as he sank into her.
Jaune pushed into his bride. He bent over her, groping her heavy breasts and swinging his hips with feverish need. Kali moaned, as her breasts were groped and her swollen stomach shook under his pumping. The crowd went wild and Jaune looked up towards them for the first time since he entered the room.
It wasn't quite an orgy, but it seemed to be heading there. Multiple groups had started fucking in their seats. Lovers bouncing on eachother's laps, or slurping on their partners sex. He noticed one Faunus with long white rabbit ears bouncing up and down on a dark skinned human's cock. The woman had a collar and leash that her master was holding while groping her breasts with the other hand.
On the floor in front of the stage another faunus woman was on her knees sucking one cock while stroking another.
In the distance a woman was crying out almost as loud as Kali, and a man wearing nothing but a collar was thrusting a massive bestial cock into her large backside.
Jaune grinned at the craze of his wedding then looked down to find his new bride smiling back at him.
"I think our-hnng! Our nuptials is a-aahn! A success… husband!" She spoke in a husky voice.
"Yeah, I think the guests are having almost as much as us… wife." Kali's eyes sparkled then lost focus as Jaune pushed his entire length deep into her pregnant belly. A groaning cry of lust broke from the woman and Jaune got his fingers around her breasts and squeezed hard…
"Aaaahnnnn!" Kali moaned and Jaune felt moisture around his hands. Looking down he lifted a hand up to see what could only be milk leaking from his fingers. Pyrrha caught the dripping fluid clearly and then zoomed in on her still squirting tits while guests screamed with glee.
"Oh-Oh my… I've started-mmm.. Foh-for the baby, dear… But you can have it till then…" Kali's eyes were wide and her mouth curved in a deranged smile as she invited her young husband to have a taste of her milk. Jaune could only smile wickedly and nod before dropping down and squeezing one hard milky nipple into his mouth and taking a long pull even as his hips began to pump once more.
"Aaahhh!" Kali cried out, moaning with wanton abandon as her wonderful human mate used her in every way. Taking pleasure from her pussy and sustenance from her breasts, and all in front of so many watching eager eyes. Men wanted to use her, but none who could stack up to Jaune. Women wishing they were her, but would have to beg to be worthy of the glorious rod filling her even now.
She lost herself in it for some time, Jaune thrusting into her and swapping from breast to breast as the middle aged bride melted under the force of what felt like non stop continuous climaxes. Finally Jaune pulled away, milk dribbling down his chin. The teen groped her big milky kitty titties and squeezed them hard! The sustenance she provided squirting into the air as Jaune groaned out, "Kali! Hnnnng!" His new wife's name, and came deep inside her.
The blonde stud pushed against her, planting his seed as deep as he could before his desires grew too strong. He bent over her, his cock coming partially out as he was careful with her swollen belly, but finally her new husband kissed her deeply as his seed spilled out onto the ground from her positively gushing pussy.
By that point the orgy was well and truly underway.
It was the most fun anyone would have up to the reception. But all in all, the brides and groom had their perfect day and lived happily ever after.
Wait, what was that about a reception?
Epilogue.
The Reception
When the main hall orgy calmed down a bit everyone was invited to the plantation reception hall for food, drink, and fun.
A DJ was set up and music began as soon as the first guests started to come in.
Ghira was tracked down eventually, and rewarded for his bravery by getting to partake in a traditional father-daughter dance with the bride. He tried to enjoy it, but it was dampened by the fact that Blake hadn't bothered putting her skirt back in place, and her panties seemed to have disappeared.
The father slowly danced with his daughter, the girl's face glistening with dry cum and while fresher stuff dribbled out between her thighs.
Things got worse from there as a literal dick measuring contest was called. Ghira tried to leave, but he was an attendant in the short side of the contest.
Ghira came in first place… or last depending on how you look at it really. Then promptly spilled his thin seed all over the floor moments after Kali had measured him. Then with a click, back into his cage.
Yang came in second, and seemed quite proud of the achievement of beating Ghira. Third was an adorable Faunus puppy boy with brown floppy ears who bounced his undersized cock up and down with glee after he won third.
The opposite end of the contest had quite a few more eager entrants, and some rather stiff competition. But the Groom won in the end, his wives happy to show him off with glee. Behind him were a dark skinned man who was measured by his Faunus bunny girlfriend, and a Faunus male wearing a collar with pride while equipped with a massive appendage that appeared to resemble a horse's girth that was nearly as long as Jaunes.
The brides threw bouquets… then Jaune bent the brides over and removed their buttplugs before tossing them over his shoulders.
In an odd twist of luck, Ghira caught one of the latter. Unfortunately he had no way of knowing if it had come from his ex-wife or daughter…
Pyrrha blubbered her way through a tear filled speech about how happy she was for her boyfriend that truly showed her as the pinnacle of a cuckqueen. It should have been pathetic but for how earnest it was, and afterwards the groom pulled her into his lap for a heavy makeout session while the brides went out onto the floor to dance together… That eventually turned into a pregnant twerk session that had the room exploding with catcalls.
When the party was winding down there was one last surprise that the brides had arranged. They pulled Jaune, and with him a good portion of the party, out to a lovely veranda where what seemed to be a… blacksmith? Had set up shop.
"Well you know that tattoo's can fade dear." Explained Kali to a wide eyed Jaune.
"And these are great-" Blake fingered her wedding choker with his crest dangling from the front "But one day you might just snap it by accident and it could be lost!"
"So we thought up a third solution to make sure we were permanently… claimed, by you." Kali finished in a husky voice.
"You want me to brand you?" Jaune asked as he lifted up the iron, the tip of which had sat inside burning hot coals but unmistakably bore his family crest.
Even most of the guests, who were quite hardcore as you might expect, were surprised by this. But only for a few moments before cheers exploded and the two Faunus Fuck Toy's preened in the open display of praise. Jaune looked in surprise at the crowd, then smiled and bit his lip as he shrugged.
"Ok, sure. Heh, I mean… I suppose I have to make sure everyone knows who you belong to…" The two women seemed to shudder in place in twisted excitement.
They prepared, washing down the areas for branding. Then got into position. Both women still wore just the tops of their bridal gowns, but with breasts spilling free. They bent over to grip a pillar holding up part of the veranda and Jaune approached with a brand in either hand.
Kali held out one hand to her daughter and Blake took it. They intertwined their fingers and nodded first to each other, then to Jaune.
He pressed the brands into them. First Kali, then Blakes. Kali hissed and Blake let out a cry before forcing her mouth to close around a whimper. Counting to five seconds he pulled off in the same way, mother then daughter to reveal his marks on the two women. Kali's left ass cheek, Blake's right.
Pictures were taken but Jaune immediately moved to put a pre-prepared bandage over them to let them heal properly and so no infection would get in.
"That's it…" Blake said with tears spilling from the corners of her eyes. "I… we belong to you, Jaune." He smiled as he got the bandage set, then took the two women in his arms.
"I love you both. And I'm going to rail you both senselessly all night."
"Love you too, stud." Kali replied while Blake just let out a squeal. He kissed them and it was like they'd just said their vows all over again, but with a little more burning involved.
The guests cheered, Pyrrha cried… again. The three of them invited the guests to have fun while they departed to a personal suite. No one else, not even a cuck was allowed inside. No, the cucks were the ones that had to clean up the mess when it was all over.
For Jaune, Blake, and Kali, it was truly the start of blissful matrimony.
Fin
Notes:
Sometimes I wonder if I put too much effort into writing smut. Making an AU version of RWBY, then building this sordid history for Kali just to give her this demented lust for human cock that becomes an incredibly obscene trait passed down to her daughter.
But fuck if it isn't fun!
Hope you all enjoyed it! This'll be the end of this story line, though I've been giving some thought to a spin off. Though that would be of a quite different bend, without the faunus based racial aspect I think.