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Chapter Tags:
Cockwarming, Human Masturbator, Multiple Orgasms, Portio, Mentions of Body Modification
Chapter 11
Much to Yang's surprise, they'd gone to the city by car. She had vague memories of a road that led out from the chateau and it leading out past the property walls, but she hadn't expected it would go all the way to the city. Still, the trip had been uneventful, with neither hide nor hair of grimm crossing their way. Maybe the Arcs paid to have their road cleared?
Even more surprising to Yang, the ride had been largely uneventful. She'd half-expected Jaune to force a vibrator on her, or maybe even stimulate her externally like he'd been doing just about every day since he'd forced her to down an entire beer glass full of his cum.
Alongside the fact that her breakfast now consisted of a cup of Jaune's semen alongside whatever she'd been having. Since their breakfast was normally taken with their master, Yang was thankful he'd at least wait until her mom finished and went ahead to prepare the training room before making her drink it.
On days where Jaune was particularly in the mood, he'd make Yang milk it out of his cock directly. Those she'd found particularly challenging since she usually had a hard time focusing whenever she was made to suck Jaune off. It meant training right after was⦠difficult for her.
But on this car ride? None of that. No sudden groping around her hips and pushing his hand into her womb.
Instead, Jaune spoke with Summer and asked her about any stories she had while she was still a huntress - at least any stories she'd not told him yet, since she'd apparently done that a lot. Summer regaled them with a few stories during her days at Beacon, including tidbits that included Raven, too. It left Yang listening about as intently as Jaune did, for the first time hearing anything about her birth mother. Something everyone had been unwilling to talk about, even her dad and uncle Qrow.
Despite that, Yang felt off. Halfway through the trip, and part way through the story of how her mom had almost gotten their whole team stuck in a year's worth of detention when they'd gone blackout drunk while they were out on a mission - nevermind that they'd technically already completed their objective.
She'd leaned against Jaune, leaned in so close her head was brushing against his own, and she could smell him.
Yang took a deep breath. Her thighs clenched and she sighed as the scent of Jaune filled her.
"You alright, Yang?" His voice was almost a whisper, breathy.
Close.
Lavender eyes opened wide and snapped to him, catching only a small glimpse of ultramarine as most of her vision was covered by the rest of his face. His jawline, his cheekbones. She gasped, noticing with mild alarm that she'd practically draped herself over him.
Pushing herself away, she stammered, "Y-yeah!" Behind Jaune, she could see her mom leaning over to give her a once-over, silver eyes studying her in concern. "Must not have slept as well as I'd hoped, is all."
Summer's smile after that was filled with so much warmth, Yang wanted to throw herself into her arms in a hug. Sadly, that was a bit hard to do with Jaune in the way.
The older woman didn't seem to think so, because the next thing Yang realized, her mom had managed to scoot over to her side of the card and wrapped her up in a hug.
Jaune laughed what might have been the most good-natured laughs he'd ever heard from him.
"I bet you just miss your sister, don't you?" Summer cooed, practically dragging Yang unto her lap, much to the girl's embarrassment.
"Mom!" Eyes wide, Yang turned her gaze to Jaune, fully expecting him to be laughing at her, or even sending her one of his smug looks that she'd grown so used to seeing.
Instead he was sending her a smile, the kind she'd never seen on him before. It was almost⦠affectionate. That was unfamiliar, almost weird. Even weirder was the warmth she felt at the sight of it. It was different from the kind that she felt during sex.
She'd know. Because Yang was already plenty wet, and she hoped her mother wouldn't notice.
As her mother continued to 'comfort' her, Yang laid her head on her mother's shoulder with one eye on her master. Jaune, meanwhile, slid to the other side of the car and leaned himself against the door to look out the window. He looked to be as content as Yang was confused.
~TtT~
Yang had honestly expected that they'd be staying in a hotel in the Upper District. Instead, they'd gone for what might have been the swankiest place in Downtown Vale. Sure, it was still expensive as hell, but not as crazy as it could have been.
When she'd asked, Jaune's response had been, "Well, I'm not really in the mood to have a half-hour long drive towards where we actually want to be." He'd shrugged, "This way we can walk to just about everywhere we want. View's nice, too."
That it was. The room Jaune had gotten was on one of the highest floors of the hotel, which was already the tallest building in the area by maybe ten or so floors. Yang looked out the window from the suite's sitting room to see a commanding view of just about the whole city. She could even see Beacon from here, surrounded by the Emerald Forest that she could now recognize from her mom's stories.
"Might want to get your bag in the room, at least," Summer told her with a pat on the shoulder and a grin, "Besides, we're still going out, and you might want to get some rest before we meet your dad and sister."
"But I napped in the car."
Summer sent back a knowing look, "You say that, but you'll be out like a light anyway when you've gotten to bed, I'm sure. You're not as used to traveling as I am, dear." her mom was on the way to the door afterwards, her bags already in her room.
"Where are you headed?" She asked, getting up and hoisting her bag strap over one shoulder.
"Jaune wants me to make sure our dinner plans are set, so I'm headed to the concierge." Summer answered, waving a hand over her shoulder, "Then I'll probably be waiting at the cafe to make sure your dad and sister are able to check-in without any issues."
And then the door shut, leaving Yang alone with her master in the suite.
Her room was the smallest one, just adjacent to Jaune's while her mom had been given the second-largest room across the sitting room. It was new since Yang had gotten so used to her mom having the room directly attached to Jaune's in case he needed anything. Though maybe this odd shuffle was because of the room sizes.
Then she laid her eyes on the door that adjoined hers and Jaune's and she found a shiver rune up her spine.
"Convenient, isn't it?"
His hands were around her stomach before she could react. Yang didn't know how he'd managed to sneak up on her, or have much time to think much else as-
"Hnggggg!~"
Knees shook as one hand pushed down on her womb. Immediately, Yang's hands moved to get a hold of his, half bracing herself, half trying to push them away.
Jaune held fast, pulled her until her back was flush against his chest, and she could feel the bulge of his hardening cock in between her asscheeks.
"M-mom might be back s-soon!" She pleaded, purple eyes wide as they met ultramarine. Her throat dried as she saw the hunger in them at the same time she could feel heat start to pool in her belly.
"No she won't."
Yang gasped as he pushed down unto her womb again, her legs shaking so violently they'd given way, and she only stayed up thanks to his hold of her. A bout of dizziness hit her, then, her head leaning back against his shoulder for support.
He planted a kiss against her cheek, warmth spread from the contact just as she felt his free hand drift down to cup her mound.
"Were you wet the whole trip here, Yang?" Jaune whispered before he kissed his way down the side of her neck. Featherlight touches made her head jerk his way, half-trapping him against her skin. She groaned, vision spinning.
At his next press into her womb, her hips thrust up and against it. Shivers spread from it, legs, arms, bosom. She must have been quite the sight to her master. Boneless and shaking at his lightest touch.
His hand didn't let up, making circles as he pressed into her, and she felt herself jerk with each rotation. Yang was leaning completely against him now, her legs now jelly as she felt her arousal run its way down her thighs then soaking into her socks. When his juice-slick hand made its way up her shirt, she sobbed.
"You didn't answer my question, Yang."
She tried to answer. Brother gods, did she try. Her mouth opened, and she tried to say something, but all that came out was incoherent whimpering.
If her master was unsatisfied with her, he didn't show it. Instead, she felt his hand grab one of her tits and the other brace against her abdomen.
"AHHHHHHHH!"
Yang floundered, coming as he lifted her up and threw her on the bed. Shuddering, half-thrashing. She thought she may have heard something rip, but she couldn't tell. Everything was bathed in the fire of her first orgasm of the day, one that she'd been building up to since they got in the car almost four hours ago.
Her legs were split open and a weight settled on top of her. Jaune. His pelvis rested against her own while the hand that had been pressing against her womb caressed her face.
Relief. A break from the stimulation, or at least the worst of it. Yang drew in deep breaths as she felt her vision come back to her. Little jolts still shot up her spine, and she could still feel her thighs twitching as her orgasm died down.
Was his hand clammy, or was that her skin? It was hard to tell, but compared to how hot she felt, his touch had turned cool and soothing.
She could feel his other hand brush the underside of her beasts, a little bit of the warmth building up again in her core as he groped them through her bra.
Jaune hummed, it was a happy sound, a pleased sound. The heat in her core felt a little heavier.
"You've gotten bigger, Yang." His hand brushed against the place where her bra met bare skin, felt how the fat of her tits seemed to overflow. "You need a bigger bra." She felt him nibble at her collarbone and her back arched.
Her world spun once more time as she unintentionally pressed her sensitive womb into him, the weight of his body pressing against her.
"Or better yet, let's get rid of this, shall we?"
She felt her bra be unclasped and then pulled away, the garment being dragged down and out of her shirt before he pulled her shirt up and off.
Heavy breasts fell outwards, sagging with the weight of them. Soft touches caressed one tit in a way that almost felt reverent and Yang squirmed when she felt his breath on one of her nipples.
"Oh these are coming along nicely." His voice sounded breathy now, too, and she could feel his bulge rubbing against her vulva.
His lips planted a kiss on each breast, the touch leaving marks that seemed to radiate the heat. Stiff nipples were caressed, breathed on, licked, then pinched. Each of Jaune's touches pulled gasps from her mouth and shivers from her still hyper-sensitive body. Yang was sure she was flush with arousal right now, recent orgasm or no. It wouldn't take much for him to pull another one out of her.
And that was when she felt his cock push into her.
Yang Keened.
It felt much bigger than usual, stiffer, harder, unrelenting. Sight failed as her world once again centered on her pussy as Jaune's cock seemed to become her whole world.
He thrust, it pushed in, she stretched around him, gave ground. Yang came. And this time, instead of thrashing, one hand held her throat while the other held her hands above her head so any of her thrashing was just her pushing herself into him.
Pussy and womb radiated fire like the core of a dust powerplant, driving her body as she opened her mouth in a silent scream. She gushed.
And then Jaune bottomed out.
When his cockhead parked against the entrance to her womb, the jolts and flashes became a stream. The fire in her womb, the center of her arousal now, began to build, began to spread.
But he didn't move like he expected her to. Jaune didn't thrust, didn't rut.
No, instead he rested himself there, pressing into her womb from outside and in. His cock inside her just being⦠being so very big.
Her pussy squeezed, twitched, squirmed in the same way the rest of her did. Yang's hips doing the same.
She gasped, "Tooβ¦ muchβ¦" The world flickered in and out, "β¦ Too muchβ¦"
Fires grew hotter, spreading now to her thighs, her tits.
Yang needed to get away. Pull him away from her womb before the heat overcame her.
But that didn't work. Her attempt to pull away only wiggling the cock, only made it rearrange her insides. Yang screamed as the steady spread of heat turned into a hot burst.
Then she felt him bite down on her nipple.
~TtT~
This⦠This was what he wanted.
Jaune didn't bother thrusting at all. Instead laying still inside her while he focused on getting his enjoyment from playing with her tits.
All the while, her pussy wiggled and squeezed around him, warming his cock while slowly stimulating him towards an orgasm all without having to move an inch. Exactly what he wanted.
Yang had already come twice. Each time, her pussy went into overdrive clenching down on him and practically vibrating as her body moved involuntarily with the orgasm. Jaune's weight had prevented her from really moving, but she'd managed to thrash about roughly enough that she'd probably knocked herself out by accident, choking against the hand that held her throat.
That only made him harder, more aroused. His toy choking herself into unconsciousness while she kept trying to milk his cock made him feel a rush of power.
Coupled with the reshaping of her body, Jaune was a god unto this girl. She would be exactly what he wanted her to be. Little more than a toy in truth.
And boy was that hot.
Jaune hadn't hit his growth spurt yet. So he was a little shorter than Yang, coming up to just below her chin when they were both standing.
This time, with his head level with her tits while his stationary cock was masturbated by her pussy, it was working out perfectly.
With her arms limp while her hips kept squirming, Jaune moved his own away from her wrists and neck to fully enjoy her growing bust. Hands held them from the side, since their size and weight caused them to sag outwards.
He could feel some real heft in them now, a weight they didn't have when he first took her. Yang's nipples had grown a bit, too. They stood at attention, stiff and puffy at the same time. They were about the length to Jaune's first pinky joint from the tip of his finger, and he considered letting them get bigger still.
It would make for something nice to suckle on once she started lactating, and that wasn't much longer now. Maybe even by the end of the week.
Jaune rested his chin in her cleavage, pushed Yang's tits to squeeze around his cheeks as he reveled in the softness of them. Below, her pussy kept milking his cock, and little sounds - half pleasure, half anguish - came out from between her lips.
And he had hours of this before Ruby and Taiyang arrived.
Biting down on another nipple and imagining what Yang Xiao Long's milk would taste like, Jaune sighed as he felt his first orgasm wash over him.
"Oh! Oh Yang!" He groaned after pulling away, hips twitching as he started pumping rope after rope of cum into her spectacularly hot womb. "This⦠Ah⦠This is what you are."
Jaune studied her, took in her sweat-covered face, her wild mane of well-kept hair that shone even in the dim light of her unlit hotel room. Even like this, she was beautiful.
"You're my little cockwarmer. My onahole." He whispered before planting a kiss on her ajar mouth, biting lightly on her lower lip. "You're what I want you to be, and I'll keep changing you until I'm satisfied."
The folds of her pussy tightened around him, Yang's insides clenching in the beginnings of an orgasm even as her mind was too insensate to react.
"Ahhhhhh⦠This is your life now, Yang. My customizable fucktoy."
He hissed as his orgasm subsided. Little erratic thrusts pushing his cockhead further against her cervix, the passage almost giving in. Jaune felt his cock soften just a little, but he didn't pull out. Instead, he enjoyed the warmth of her as she slowly massaged him back to hardness while he had her folded in half with his face buried in her tits.
Minutes later, her overworked pussy woke her up with another orgasm. Yang begged for a rest, voice ragged, weak, sexy as hell.
Jaune didn't budge and just stayed inside her, playing with her tits, suckling at her collarbone, and even letting himself take a nap.
All the while, Yang came and came and came.
~TtT~
When Summer returned to the room, it was just Jaune that greeted her.
"Yang's feeling a bit under the weather. I don't think she was ready for the car ride to Vale."
He was well put together from the looks of it, practically glowing. Summer wasn't surprised, but she exchanged a conspiratorial grin with her master as Jaune walked past her to shake hands with Tai and introduce himself to Ruby.
Summer, meanwhile, begged off to check on Yang, quickly entering through the entrance in Jaune's room and locking the door behind her.
The smell hit her first, that familiar smell of bleach was so thick Summer worried it would stick to her clothes.
The next thing Summer noticed was the sound. It was soft, hoarse, exhausted. If Summer hadn't been listening for it, she might have missed it.
Finally, was the sight of her. Yang was on top of her bed, sheets soaked and laying in a pool of the master's cum.
And the sound she'd heard? It was Yang moaning and groaning in the throes of an orgasm with the only thing in her pussy was hot, fresh cum that squirted out of her with each erratic thrust of her exhausted hips. Her legs twitched every now and then, and Summer thought she could see the slightest bulge from her daughter's womb.
Summer had half the mind to step away. To go back out and lock the door behind her to return to the three outside. Tell them that Yang wasn't available and go out for dinner like they'd originally planned.
Instead she stepped closer.
Yang was somewhere caught between awake and out-cold. Her eyes were rolled into the back of her head, but the flush of her cheeks and her moans told Summer her daughter was completely locked in her orgasm.
Summer would know. She was very intimate with the experience.
But was her daughter out of it enough to not realize she wasn't alone? Did Yang even realize that Jaune wasn't inside her anymore and that her pussy was cumming around the baby batter he'd stuffed her with?
Did it still matter?
The mother thought of that as a hand brushed up to the spot between her tits, where she could still feel the little vial she'd been given warming her chest like a little star. There wouldn't be much need to hide things from Yang for much longer. Tonight was the night, whether she went with them for dinner or not.
And besides, Summer hadn't had anything to eat yet and she was famished. It'd be a shame to let all this good cum go to waste.
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