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Jaune Arc was having a pretty good day up until Beacon’s bill was given to him for the next semester of Hunter Training. He had managed to get in, scrounging up allowance and odd jobs, but he had completely forgotten that he had seven more payments of at LEAST that size before schooling was over!
And he couldn’t exactly ask his folks for help…
He strengthened his resolve, gathered up some motion sickness medication, and his sword just in case before making his way into the large metropolitan city of Vale that his school overlooked. He was sure if he found a job he’d be able to do something about the looming payments!
Several hours passed and no luck. He didn’t have a resume, could only work evenings and weekends, was 17, had no proper job experience, no references, nothing! Not to mention his problems talking to women when they were the ones he was asking...
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Yang by 7SinsofWG

Jaune’s Semblance: Yang

Chapter 1: Yang in There, Jaune!

This time Jaune was expecting the ceiling of his hotel room when he opened his eyes, but unlike the most recent loop, he didn’t have to stop his anger from welling up. He actually felt pretty optimistic this time!

Since he knew what was going to happen without fail, the one variable being one random girl was 100 pounds heavier, he actually felt that confidence he’d been faking so painfully in the first loop with Ruby!

Really that made him smile a bit. He had actually gone out of his way to befriend someone in the last loop, and even introduce two antisocial people to each other and make two friends, a huge change from when he’d been back home and his only friends had been his sisters!

Ignoring that depressing thought Jaune got dressed and set out for the Bullhead to Beacon, whistling a jovial tune under his breath as he wondered who he’d befriend this time, or if he’d even met them yet…

Eh, this power thing was WEIRD, but he always made friends with Ruby, which made him smile a bit. No matter who it was today, he was almost guaranteed an absolutely adorable new friend in the silver eyed fifteen year old.

Getting on board he tried to reign in his motion sickness, but unfortunately thanks to these difficulties Jaune couldn’t see who the ‘fat one’ this time around would be, and as such had no clue who would have pity on him and distract him from his body’s rebellion against common sense.
The worst part was he doubted Blake would be as forgiving to him this time considering she wasn’t this day’s best friend or whatever the hell, he STILL had no idea at all what this groundhog day loop was or what the purpose was, but he truly didn’t mind. It seemed he had plenty of time to figure it out, and he felt it was actually helping his confidence considering he hadn’t had to fall back on the ‘fake it till you make it’ idea his father had given him with the ‘all women look for is confidence’ idea when he’d asked about how to get girls interested in him.

He chuckled to himself, only to groan and clutch his stomach as his stomach groaned and his vision swam.

Clearly living through this three times before did little to help him get used to it… Just great…

Rouge would NEVER let him hear the end of this… so thank Oum she’d never know…

When the Bullhead finally landed Jaune struggled to stumble out ahead of everyone else onto Beacon to finally blow chunks now that he had a trash can in front of him rather than someone’s boots.

Once he’d finished with the annoyance that was his motion sickness he set off immediately to go help Ruby out of the crater she’d no doubt formed yet again.

Yup, there she was, she and Weiss both at their usual weight.

After waiting for Weiss to storm off that exact same way she had in Blake’s turn, he proceeded to have a very similar conversation with Ruby that he had most times, which made him smile until suddenly once more she zoomed off to go find Yang.

“Hey, blondie?” Yang’s voice called, making him look up and just blink. Really, he shouldn’t have been surprised, but… well, that didn’t stop him from being a bit taken aback.
Yang Xiao-Long, Ruby’s sister and party girl extraordinaire, was fat.

The tall, blonde brawler’s washboard abs were smothered by a fascinating looking stomach, what anyone may call a beer belly, hanging over the odd belt and short shorts that she wore, totally exposed as usual, though her aviator jacket and yellow tank top were struggling to hold in the main attraction, her already… well endowed chest, something Jaune had attempted to avoid staring at in every single timeline, was a bit past the point he could resist their siren song.

This time the bouncing ‘funbags’ (As one of his sisters, Verde, so crudely refers to them) were practically inflated with fat, now up to an F or possibly even G cup by his best guess, depending on if they were a C or D before hand… Not that he had ANY idea which they were, he had no idea what kinda sadist came up with such a confusing style of measurement!

“Uhh… Blondie? I get stuck on my way into your brain or something?” Unfortunately, Jaune’s brain took a bit to kick in, making him blink before blushing deeply and shaking his head.

“S-sorry about that…” He apologized, wincing as his voice cracked slightly. Frantic movement caught his eye, and he saw Ruby zooming over, porcelain cheeks puffed childishly.

“Yaaaaaaaaaangggg!” She whined adorably. “Don’t be mean to Jaune, he helped me after you ditched me!”

“Aha, so this is the right guy!” With a muttered ‘aw crap’ from Ruby Yang once more turned her attention towards Jaune, the movement jostling her chest and even the belly that stuck out about as far. “So… any motives in particular for being there for my little sister?”

A blush formed over Ruby’s cheeks behind Yang, and from the heat that Jaune felt on his cheeks, he wasn’t doing any better against the six B’d Huntress in training (Big, Beautiful, Buxom, Blonde, Beer-Bellied).

“W-what? Of course not, I just like helping out when people need it…”

“Even though she’s a stranger?” Yang quirked an eyebrow at him, making him feel pretty small under her gaze.

“My mom always said that ‘strangers are just friends you haven’t met yet’.” He defended, making Ruby giggle a bit at the quote, and Yang began to grin a bit.

“So you consider my cute little sister a ‘friend’... that all?”

Jaune sputtered for a response, but before he could come up with anything that wouldn’t end with his face being punched in or being a test subject for whatever Yang used as a weapon, she began to laugh a bit and held out a hand in clear gesture for him to shake, her upper arm wobbling slightly in her jacket’s sleeve at the motion.

“I’m just yanking your chain Jaune, sorry if I was a bit… heavy handed.” Ruby groaned at what must’ve been a usual staple of the female blonde’s personality, awful puns. Jaune just chuckled, feeling a sense of relief wash over him.

“N-no, its okay… I’d be protective of Ruby too, she’s really sweet.” He took her hand and shook it, amazed at how much strength he could feel within her chubby hand’s grip.

“Yeah? Yang Xiao-Wide Jaune, good to meet you. Anyone looking out for Ruby is alright in my book.”

“Your name is ‘Xiao-Long’ Yang…” Ruby muttered, clearly already done with this, though happy her new friend wasn’t in danger of being murdered or castrated.

“Psh, details, fat lotta good it does me.” Another groan from the little sister.

“T-thanks Yang…” Jaune was beet red at this situation, having difficulties trying to process that for once one of the girls actually brought attention to their own weight.

“Aw, don’t be so shy around me Blondie, I don’t bite much except for food~” She winked playfully, causing Jaune to further stammer. “Now, I said my last name at least… gonna keep a lady waiting?”

“J-Jaune Arc… Short, sweet, rolls of the tongue… Ladies love it…”

“We do huh?” She chuckled a bit at the line. “Well… I can’t say I don’t love you helping out Rubes in her time of need…” Something popped into Jaune’s head, and he grinned.

“Please, I’m glad to have… Rose to the occasion.”

Ruby let out a loud groan at the simply AWFUL pun. “Not another one!” She whined childishly.

Jaune thought it might be a trick of the light, but he swore Yang’s eyes flashed magenta rather than the fierce crimson from Ruby’s timeline…

“Heh, not bad for newbie…” She seemed at least somewhat impressed by him. “Don’t think you can play with the heavyweights though.” Yang grinned, making Ruby grumble cutely.

“Not even fair… two punny blonde’s…” It took Jaune only a moment to think of the next one.

“Really? Because I’m pretty sure I can Yang around here, no matter Xiao-Long it takes.”

Ruby just QUIT at that point, collapsing to the ballroom floor and groaning at all the bad puns while Yang just laughed, a lovely sound that made her huge chest wobble.

“You know what Arc? I think I won’t mind that at all~” She winked, as Ozpin began his speech and everyone had to fall in line, Jaune now totally bored after hearing it three times before this, though what was entertaining still, admittedly, was the final clash between Yang, Ruby, and Weiss as everyone got ready for bed.

Though Jaune, admittedly and guiltily, was more focused on Yang, from her enticingly tight booty shorts, to her exposed belly, and almost especially how her tanktop was incredibly inappropriate, straining against her gigantic bosom and drawing attention from not just him, but at LEAST 90% of guys in this room!

It was rather difficult for Jaune to break away and go to bed early, but he wanted to at least pretend he wasn’t a pervert!.

He didn’t notice the curious look Yang shot him as everyone went to bed, having not caught him staring and thus contemplating how he was one of the few to not ogle her… and whether she should be flattered or insulted...

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Ruby by 7SinsofWG

Jaune’s Semblance: Ruby

Chapter 1: Who’s This Tubby Loli?!

Jaune Arc was a simple man of 17. His weapon didn’t shapeshift (It was just a sword and shield!), he didn’t know what Aura was (A force field made of your Soul right?), and he was a complete and utter fool when it came to women, but even he knew that he had to do something when he saw a figure draped in black and red fall to the floor in a crater after causing a small explosion.

He just had to help, he was a knight after all.

“Need a hand?” He offered with a (Hopefully) charming smile, his gloved hand lowered so they could reach it. His azure eyes widened when an alabaster hand softly gripped his hand and large silver eyes met his.

She was incredibly pale, with short pixie cut hair that was black but with red tips, her silver eyes were rather wide, and, oh yeah, she was adorably thick. She wore a gothic loli getup with black being the main color of her corset and skirt, both of which seemed very tight despite the corset having the strings loosened, and she wore a red hooded cape, along with a weapons belt.

“O-oh, thanks…” A blush rolled over her slightly round face as the blonde teen pulled her to her feet, thankfully his slight training helped and he could at least pretend that helping her out didn’t exhaust him.

“Not a problem, it looks like you’re having a rough start to the day?” She nodded and bounced on the balls of her feet slightly.

“Yeah, my sister ditched me and then I ran into someone’s luggage and then I exploded- aren’t you the guy that threw up on the Bullhead?” She explained before asking, cocking her head to the side and scrunching her nose cutely, obviously remembering that on the transport to Beacon Academy his motion sickness had acted up, and he had just barely managed to avoid throwing up on someone’s shoes.

“Yeah… That was me…” He looked down, wondering if he had screwed up with this new friend because of his own annoying problem before they had even met.

Suddenly she popped into his eyesight and he realized that she was about two heads shorter than him.

“Hey, it's not that big a deal! Like I said, I just exploded… Vomit-Boy.” She smiled mischievously and cheekily, poking his armored chest lightly.

“My name’s Jaune Arc, not Vomit-Boy.” He playfully huffed. “What if I call you Crater-Face?” Jaune asked with a smirk, only for her to pout in a way that completely and utterly amplified her cuteness.

“Jaaaaaauuuuune, that’s not my fault! I’m Ruby, Ruby Rose, get it right.... Vomit-Boy.” She grinned and he pouted, now swapping facial expressions before finally they both started laughing.

“Well Ruby its good to meet you. First year at Beacon too?” He asked with a grin once he caught his breath, smiling at how easily he had formed a bond with this cutie.

“Yup!” She hopped a bit, popping the ‘P’ before shifting, seemingly slightly uncomfortable in the end of their joking conversation. “So… I got this thing…” She pulled a red metallic rectangle from the small of her back, hidden by her cape and her wide belly and hips, before it began to shift outward into- holy Oum!

“Woah! Is that… a scythe?” He looked at it in shock, after jumping slightly in surprise of course, before looking at it. It was wicked sharp, and taller than she was.

“Yup! It’s also a high impact sniper rifle with customizable rounds.” She bragged before smiling and rolling her eyes at his slackjaw expression, before cocking the barrel with a smirk. “It’s also a gun.”

He nodded and looked it over. Cute girl or not, he should NOT piss her off, she was packing some serious heat!

“Wow, I’ve just got this…” He unsheathed Crocea Mors, the hand and a half longsword that he had strapped to his jeans, a family heirloom that had withstood the test of time.

“Oh wow! What’s… what’s it do?” She asked curiously, looking over the blade as if trying to find mechashift properties that it didn’t have.

“Uh… Stabs things? The sheath turns into a shield though.” He pulled it onto his left hand and hit the switch, showing off the shield, a plain kite with a simple yellow two crescent symbol adorning it.

“Wouldn’t it stay the same weight though?” She asked with a giggle, making him blush and sheath it again, strapping it back onto the left hip of his jeans.

“Yeah… it does…” He shrugged awkwardly before looking around, they had left the crater that she had blown up in, and now he had no idea where they were. “Uhh… Did you have any idea where we were going?”

“I was following you!” She defended, folding up her weapon (“Crescent Rose!”) and placing it on the small of her back before looking around, wide silver eyes coming to the same conclusion as him. “Come on, we can’t be late!” Taking his hand again and blushing heavily, she took off with surprising speed, with him flailing in her wake, leaving a trail of rose petals oddly enough.
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They finally found the Main Hall, after about a half hour of Ruby dragging him through the grounds. She finally stopped, a bit red faced and her pudgy chest heaving ever so slightly.

“Whoo… Why did it take me so long to think to check the largest building…” She pouted a bit before catching her breath and turning to Jaune, who looked stunned, but surprisingly not green faced. “You alright Jaune?” She asked with concern, only for a blur of yellow to materialize and wrap an arm around her pudgy stomach, her blonde and buxom party gal of a sister.

“Hey, so this is the guy that’s taking care of my not so little sis? Yang Xiao-Long, good to meet ya.” She waved with her free hand, even as Ruby tried to struggle out of her grip.

“Yaaaaaaaang! Don’t embarrass me in front of Jaune!” She whined cutely as she squirmed, unintentionally causing her soft tummy to jiggle and making said ‘knight’ blush.

“Jaune huh? Well be sure to treat Ruby like a princess, or I’ll beat you down so hard your ancestors will feel it. I’d say descendents, but lets face it, that won’t happen if you piss me off.” She chirped, deep lilac eyes flashing a fiery red before turning back to normal after she blinked.

       He gulped but was unable to respond, in part because of his crossing of his legs and shock, and in part because Yang had run off, with the pudgy cutie in tow.

       “Great.” He sighed, before going forward to find a seat for what he figured would be the greeting speech from the Headmaster.

        After a little bit of waiting, when he thought he heard Ruby arguing with someone, a man who looked like a total enigma, aged hazel eyes and grey hair but a face that looked in his thirties walked on top of the raised platform before taking a breath and sipping his coffee, looking out at them all but seemingly focusing on Jaune.

        "I'll... keep this brief. You have traveled here today in search of knowledge - to hone your craft and acquire new skills, and when you have finished, you plan to dedicate your life to the protection of the people. But I look amongst you, and all I see is wasted energy, in need of purpose, direction. You assume knowledge will free you of this, but your time at this school will prove that knowledge can only carry you so far. It is up to you to take the first step."

        Jaune shuddered a bit as he walked off the stage, Ozpin was such a strange man, and soon was replaced by a stern looking woman who also had the same timeless quality to her, Glynda Goodwitch if he recalled the hologram from the Bullhead correctly.

         “Students shall gather in the ballroom for the first night, teams and therefore rooms will be decided upon Initiation at 8 AM tomorrow morning. Goodnight and stay out of trouble.” She walked off with a swing to her odd cape and- was that a riding crop strapped to her waist? What the hell is this school?!

         Pretty soon Jaune learned what a poor, poor bastard his seven sisters had made him, when he found the comfortable pajama pants he had packed were in fact replaced by a baby blue onesie. Sighing, he pulled it on and went out into the ballroom, where he was faced by multiple cute girls in pajamas, and multiple muscular guys trying to show off to said cute girls. Try as he might he couldn’t find Ruby, so he went to find a small space of floor for the night, until he heard a scuffle. Naturally, he hopped up to investigate.

        It was Ruby and Yang once again, the buxom blonde in a tight yellow tanktop and booty shorts, but once more he was floored by just how cute Ruby was, wearing tight polka dotted pajama pants and a black shirt with a Beowulf skull on it, just tight enough to show a bit of cleavage and a crescent of alabaster belly pudge hanging out from the bottom of it ever so slightly.

       “Oh, sure, we’d be the best of friends!” A snooty voice oozing with sarcasm told Ruby, the poor girl oblivious and her ears practically perking up.

       “Really?” She asked with a voice so hopeful it almost broke Jaune’s heart.

       “Of course! We could go shopping, and talk about cute boys like tall blonde and scraggly over there!” She gestured to Jaune, who waved, while Ruby waved merrily back and sped over to him in a flash, hugging him in a surprisingly affectionate way.

       “Jaune! Come meet… Weiss Schnee, my new friend!” Weiss grit her teeth but nodded politely to the newcomer. He recognized that name, the princess (“Heiress!”) Of the Schnee Dust Company, the world’s biggest supplier of the supernatural substance. He had one shot at making a good impression on this snow white beauty, who was easily tied with Ruby for the most beautiful gal he’d seen since coming to Beacon.

       “You know… I’m a natural blonde.”

       Honestly, as he lay down in a spot next to the still giggling chubbette Ruby Rose, he could have handled that better.
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And now, presenting the first in the multiseries starring the RWBY gals, Round Ruby Rose! Hope you all enjoy, and with luck more stories will be on the way very soon!

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Blake by 7SinsofWG

Jaune’s Semblance: Blake

Chapter 1: ‘Dat Bellabooty

This time when Jaune woke up he glared at the ceiling of the crappy hotel, having been almost expecting it.

Of COURSE his Groundhog day wouldn’t end the second time, even if that was the time he’d actually made a semi decent impression on Weiss!

He growled a bit in frustration as he gathered everything up, but tried to force himself to calm down. Maybe this time he’d make an even better impression on Weiss than the last after all.

Didn’t help his frustration too much as once again he got on the Bullhead, deciding to try and find some way to distract himself so he didn’t end up vomiting on Yang’s shoes.
Again…

He looked over all of the future Beacon students, since the view from the window wouldn’t do him any good, recognizing plenty from the past few days, though he took note that Ruby was once again skinny as a rail like yesterday.

That was a shame, she was even cuter chubby after all, but he had no idea what that meant or if it related to how plump Weiss had been and how comparatively nicer she’d been to him.

Jaune wasn’t the smartest man in Remnant, but he took a wild guess that maybe whatever was going on was trying to tell him who his best friend and partner would be at Beacon, since he’d hit off with each girl more on the occasion they were overweight.

Armed with this knowledge he began to look around again, this time attempting to seek out his partner before he was interrupted by the shenanigans of Ruby and Weiss, before recognizing a familiar bow in the crowd.

The leggy ravenette that called out the Schnee Dust Company, but he didn’t think he got a name when he saw her. If he recalled correctly, she had a book last night which means tonight… Wait!

That’d be PERFECT, a book! If he could talk to her about it, it might distract him from the Bullhead’s movement beneath him. One of his big sisters always loved books and he’d read a few, though he preferred his X-Ray and Vav comics, so hopefully he knew enough to carry a conversation.

He apologized and made his way through the crowd of eager Hunters to be, pleased to finally have a semi-decent plan until he came closer to the ninja like woman and his jaw dropped a little bit.

Well, he doubted she’d be so ninja like now, since the black haired beauty was now the victim of whatever the hell caused his closest friend (As far as his theory went) to become fatter.

Her face was rounder and less angular, at least from what he could see as it was pressed into a book, far meatier and softer arms holding it up, and below said thick novel Jaune could see a definite plump belly, a bit smaller than Ruby’s or Weiss’, but it flared into wide soft hips and meaty thighs, larger than her upper half to make the woman a bottom heavy beauty.

“...Can I help you?” When he glanced back up to her face he saw her glimmering amber eyes now locked to his, face emotionless.

“E-er yeah, I was just wondering… What are you reading?” He asked as a blush fitted itself over his cheeks and ears, realizing that she had caught him looking but thankfully didn’t seem too eager to call him on it. Or, well, talk to him too much, but she did seem surprised by his curiosity.

“...It’s about a man with two souls, each fighting for control of his body.” She finally responded, making Jaune nod in understanding. He thought he recognized that as one of Blanche’s favorites, his second oldest sister simply LOVED books, and he was more than happy to hear her chatter on and on about them, or even read them after she recommended every once in awhile.

“...Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde?” He asked, making the ravenette nod slightly. “One of my sisters always loved that one. Can’t say I’ve read it for myself, but I know how good it's supposed to be.” The amber eyed beauty blinked in surprise at the actual interest and seemed to consider him.

“You’re a fan of reading?” Jaune really couldn’t blame her for being surprised, he didn’t look like much after all, but he nodded.

“Actually, not too much, but old stories and legends I love. Heroes, villains, destiny, saving the world. It's what inspired me to be a Huntsman.” Her eyes flashed with accusation.

“So you want to be famed as a hero, and that’s why you’re going to become a Huntsman? To get glory and fame?” He winced at the vitriol in her tone, but once again he couldn’t blame her since she was once again making a good guess based on how he looked and what he said.

“I mean, glory sounds nice and all, but I doubt that’d ever happen. I just want to help people, I’d take being a hero without the credit if it meant the world was a safer place.” The woman rolled her eyes but a small smile appeared on her soft face for a brief moment.

“You’re… painfully idealistic, aren’t you?” Jaune chuckled a bit and rubbed the back of his neck.

“Y’know… I get that a lot, but really I prefer to be called Jaune Arc.” Mentally patting himself on the back at the actually decently smooth line, he offered his hand to the dark beauty, who rolled her eyes again and smiled indulgently, taking it with her own soft hand and shaking it.

“Blake Belladonna…” She introduced herself, and while she still looked at least slightly irritated not nearly as much as when he’d first interrupted her reading, almost what he imagined Blanche would feel if an enthusiastic pet halted her reading, as if she were indulging him due to the amusement he caused.

“Nice to meet you Blake… and thanks for the talk, I really appreciate it.” Amber eyes blinked in surprise, and he figured he might as well elaborate. “Well… not only was it nice to talk to someone and already make a friend, I have a bit of motion sickness, and talking helped distract me from… you know.” He gestured to the Bullhead and she nodded in understanding, which made Jaune grateful.

In both timelines before this Ruby had never understood just how common a problem motion sickness was, at least Blake got it!

Speaking of, the Bullhead finally docked and Blake stowed away her book, standing up and heading for the exit with Jaune relatively close behind.

Now, Jaune isn’t a pervert by any means. Any chance of that occurring had been knocked clean out of him by his Seven Deadly Sisters, but he couldn’t help but think one thing when he took notice of Blake’s bottom half once again.

‘Dat ass’.

Indeed, Blake’s rear end seemed to be an over inflated bubble butt, practically bouncing with her stride as she headed off the Bullhead, meaty orbs that pulled her shorts tight and attracted his attention way more than he was comfortable with, so he forced his eyes up and toward Beacon, until remembering what was about to happen and going once more to the courtyard where Ruby and Weiss were about to face off.

The situation seemed to go relatively similar to both times before, with Weiss getting utterly pissed at Ruby and shaking a vial of Dust, leading to an explosion. Blake came up to them, said her piece trashing the SDC, and causing Weiss to storm off, and then the monochromatic bookworm vanished without a trace, leaving Ruby alone and collapsing into the crater she’d just made.

Unable to help himself yet again Jaune helped Ruby to her feet and met the Gothic Loli, befriending her almost instantly and leading the way to the ballroom where Ozpin once again said the same damn speech, complete with the odd look that Jaune swore the enigmatic Headmaster sent him.

Ruby and Weiss got into another clash after everyone had changed into their pajamas, and this time Jaune went to interrupt to… limited results, since the heiress gave him a stink eye as she stormed off.

“Well… at least you made one friend!” Yang cheered for Ruby, who looked downtrodden.

“Yeah… I’ve made one enemy, doesn’t that balance out?” The Loli asked, obviously beating herself up about her interactions with Weiss.

“Maybe… but maybe two friends can tip the scale a bit more.” With that Jaune grabbed Ruby’s hand (To her squeak and Yang’s eyes briefly flashing red), and dragged her off to a corner.

“J-Jaune, what’re you doing?”

“She should be here somewhere… aha, hey Blake.” Jaune waved in greeting at the bookworm, now wearing a rather beautiful yukata style shirt… or at least that was his guess, some kind of East Mistralean influenced flowing robe like attire.

“Jaune… nice pajamas.” Blake greeted with a deadpan expression, looking rather amused at his footie pajamas judging by the glint in her amber eyes.

“Thanks, my sisters made them for me.” He brimmed with pride for the sky blue jammies, over the past two nights having gotten over the fact that they had gotten rid of his actual pajama pants and instead smiling at the fact that they wanted him to have something to remember them by while he was away from home. “Anyway, Ruby, this is Blake Belladonna. Blake, this is Ruby Rose.”

The antisocial duo hit it off surprisingly well, though Jaune did feel a little annoyed that Blake didn’t question Ruby the same way she did him when she mentioned old stories making her want to be a Huntress.

He just decided to hope that he’d offered her a new perspective.

Sure enough the time came for bed and he said farewell to his friends, smiling just a bit. Sure, Weiss didn’t know him this time around, but he’d made friends with Ruby again, and Yang, and made a new one in Blake.

Not bad for a Groundhog Day, even if he was sure this gimmick would get old quick.
Jaune's Semblance: Blake 1
Welcome to Volume 5 RWBY fans, and because of this I decided to post this! Unfortunately, since it released the Yang character short on YouTube and I wasn't expecting that, I don't have the Yang one done yet... Maybe another time.

Credit for the new cover goes to Cake-Deviant, the link to their page is here: cake-deviant.deviantart.com
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Jaune’s Semblance: Weiss

Chapter 1: Plump Princess (Heiress!)

Jaune woke up and blinked at the ceiling. He had made an adorable friend, and had survived the ‘tutorial’ of Beacon, now he was prepared for initiation!

But then he blinked again, furrowing his brow as he recognized the ceiling, but not as the giant ballroom he had fallen asleep in, next to his friend Ruby Rose. This was the kinda crappy hotel he had stayed the night at before.

Had the whole day been a dream? That’d be a bummer, but it would make sense all things considered, there was no way that someone as cute as that Ruby Rose girl he had come up with could exist!

Sighing at the thought and feeling much more bummed out, he started getting ready for the day. Hopefully he did make a friend…


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Okay, NOW things were getting weird.

Everything was EXACTLY THE SAME AS HE REMEMBERED. The Bullhead, the almost vomiting on someone’s shoes (Turns out that was Yang. Also, how did he make her up?), and Glynda’s little speech about Beacon.

It was kinda freaking him out, but decided he might as well take advantage of it. After all, this meant he could befriend Ruby again, and have another chance at making a good impression on Weiss!

This would be an amazing do over!

Recalling where he had found Ruby in a crater, as the Bullhead landed he decided to wait it out, maybe see what had happened before he’d arrived the first time.

If he was going to Groundhog Day this thing he might as well satiate curiosity.

He DID notice a change as soon as he saw Ruby crash into the massive amount of suitcases, namely, the cute girl wasn’t nearly as chubby as before, a more normal size for a Huntress in training.

Jaune had to admit he was slightly disappointed, Ruby looked adorable pudgy after all, but then his eyes went wide as he noticed something else.

Ruby was slight… but Weiss was not.

Instead of being flat and skinny, Weiss seemed just as large as Ruby had been in… whatever yesterday was. She must’ve been about 200 pounds, about the same belly heavy shape as Ruby had been but with less in her small but plump looking breasts and more in her thick thighs, all squeezed into a dress that looked no bigger than the one that had fit her perfectly when she was skinny the last time he was here.

“Do you even know how volatile Dust is?!” Her voice was ever so slightly deeper from the weight, and fury, but otherwise was just as melodic as before.

“I-I know, I’m sorry…” Seeing Ruby look about to burst into tears he burst into action, clearing his throat.

“Uh, pardon me ladies?” Ruby squeaked in surprise as Jaune came close, and Weiss made a similar sound. “I couldn’t help but notice your… discussion. What happened if I may ask?” His sisters had given him plenty of conflict resolution practice, and it was coming in handy now!

“This… this dolt here crashed into me and my luggage, she could have killed us all with the Dust I had!” Weiss was looking at him funny, compared to the sneering way she had ‘yesterday’ anyway.

“Well, I’m sure you didn’t do it on purpose, did you?” He asked with an affectionate smile, even if this wasn’t quite the Ruby he recognized from yesterday, she was still just too damn endearing.

“No, of course not!”

“See? And it doesn’t seem like there’s too much of a mess, so how about I help you clean up and we let bygones be bygones Snow Angel?” He asked warmly, inwardly flinching at the nickname that had just last night caused Weiss to laugh in his face until she went to bed.

It was an instinctive thing, she truly looked like an angel of frost and cold to him, whether flat or fat, there was just… something about her…

“S-snow Angel?” She seemed stunned by the nickname, turning red with rage. “D-do you have any idea who I am you… you dunderhead?!”

He was about to apologize when he heard the distinctive sound of high heels clicking on the stone floor approaching, and turning he saw a leggy beauty with long black hair and amber eyes approaching, wearing a large black bow, monochromatic corset/vest thing that exposed her toned stomach, as well as black short shorts and a pair of leggings that seemed to become more of a purple towards her feet, but were black down to her knees.

“Weiss Schnee, heiress to the Schnee Dust Company, one of the most influential companies in Remnant…” She spoke in a bored yet accusatory tone, as if she had something against Weiss.

“Precisely! Thank you-” Before Weiss could feel too vindicated the monochromatic themed woman raised a hand and her piercing eyes grew sharp as daggers.

“Which enslaves Faunus in the mines and treats them as less than scum, and may or may not be involved in other such shady business practices.” Her piece said the leggy Huntress in training wandered off towards the ballroom where he recalled Headmaster Ozpin’s speech would take place in about an hour.

This left the trio simply flabbergasted, mouths hanging open in a manner quite similar to fish before the chubby heiress puffed out her cheeks and set her soft face in a scowl, grabbing her luggage and storming off muttering about something or another.

Following that Jaune was relieved that things had taken a familiar path, Ruby showing off Crescent Rose and him brandishing Crocea Mors, but he noticed with a sigh that Ruby ran off with Yang instead of sticking with him until she came over.

“Great… where am I gonna find another nice, quirky girl to talk to?” He muttered in frustration, not noticing the eyes that followed his every move to an almost obsessive point.

Ozpin’s speech was EXACTLY the same, and afterwards as he stepped into the ballroom again wearing his onesie he noticed Weiss once again in a row with Ruby.

Being the not exactly bright bastard he was, Jaune went over to the chubby princess (Heiress!) and the antisocial Loli.

“Hello again ladies, anything I can help with?” Ruby shot him a grateful look and Weiss flushed red with anger at seeing him.

“And what do YOU want you… you plebeian!?” She asked with a glower, making Jaune wince as he figured she liked him even less THIS time around…

“I just heard two pretty ladies arguing and wanted to see if I could help.” He smiled in what he hoped was a charming enough manner to defuse the situation. Instead now even Ruby was red with anger at him now!

Why did he even bother…

“I-I was just telling this child how dangerous Dust is!” She gestured to the pamphlet Dust for Dummies that she held in her other chubby hand.

Good read, changed his life.

“While that’s all well and good…” He cleared his throat, particularly as Ruby glowered. “But I’m sure there’s a reason she’s here. Probably showed her potential to be amazing right?” Ruby looked bashful now and nodded.

“...That’s a decent enough reason I suppose… I guess I should apologize then?” She looked to the Gothic Loli, who smiled awkwardly.

“Nah, it’s no biggie, I know I’m a bit young to be here… but with Jaune’s help I’m sure I’ll be fine.” She smiled at him in thanks, making the wannabe Knight smile.

“Jaune… I don’t think we introduced ourselves properly last time. I’m Weiss Schnee.” She offered a pudgy hand politely, making him beam as he took her hand and shook it.

“Jaune Arc. Short, sweet, rolls off the tongue. Ladies love it.” He blurted out before he could help himself, making Ruby giggle at the pathetic attempt for a joke while Weiss rolled her eyes and huffed at him.

“Do we now?”

“Well… I like to think so?”

She let off a melodic giggle as she waddled to go find a spot to sleep for the night, and as Jaune settled into a spot he smiled, realizing maybe this timeline wouldn’t be so bad if the Snow Angel was a little bit nicer..
Jaune's Semblance: Weiss 1
Aaaaaaand now, here's a pudgy Weiss everybody! A bit more Dere and a bit less Tsun thanks to being plump and all that, but just as much of a Princess, now with bonus royal appetite!

Credit for the new cover goes to Cake-Deviant, the link to their page is here: cake-deviant.deviantart.com
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Working on Jaune's Semblance: Yang again finally!

Once this is done I might get a bit more enthusiasm towards continuing it, since the Initiation Arc for each character's chapter is actually going to be different rather than slight changes!

Also, when I get to that point: Offshoot one-shot versions of the story that aren't 'canon' to the overarcing story with other ships like Goodwitch, Winter Schnee, Cinder Fall, et cetera?
Wait holy shit there’s a RWBY dating sim?! I’d say shut up and take my money but it’s free!
*Warning: This contains spoilers for the newest Volume of RWBY, Volume 5, all the way down to Volume 3*

Jaune is actually one of my favorite character's in the show. At first we see him as the audience advocate to allow everyone (Pyrrha) to explain the world, or the 'Butt Monkey' comedic relief that makes us laugh because life seems to crap on him. Then we get Jaunedice. Arguably the weakest point of Volume 1, but oh so important in fleshing out Jaune, giving him a reason for being so useless, making him clearly aware of his uselessness and how part of his personality is to try and do things on his own without help, possibly a cause of his nine family members and none of them believing in him at ALL when it was time for him to go to Beacon. So he decided he can and will do things on his own, that's how a 'Hero' should be, Jaune thinks to himself, that being the end goal of going to Beacon, to be a Hero and help people however he can, to be the White Knight.

Then... the Fall happens, and Jaune realizes despite his growth and improvement it wasn't enough, Pyrrha was dead, and he pretty clearly blames himself for not being able to fight and stop Cinder, slow her down or anything. In Vol 4 we have Ruby hear Pyrrha's training video two nights in a row, making it seem like this is nightly for Jaune. Not healthy in of itself, to be walking all day and then training all night, but then there's that its the woman that always loved and believed in him, and every time he listens to the video he hears her almost confess her feelings. His new sword and armor are made of the remains of Milo and Akuo, Pyrrha's weapons, symbolic in showing that even in death she will be his shield and protect him, but also showing that clearly Jaune isn't okay. He's the only one of RNJR to distrust Qrow and outright say that they were being used as bait like they were, clearly he's become jaded of Heroism after Pyrrha's sacrifice. Now Volume 5, we see Jaune get less focus, but we do see him clench his fists at Lionheart not having info on Cinder, and in the background he's still distrusting of Oz "What else is new?" When its revealed he was keeping secrets from them. He seems to have an actual mental breakdown in the fight with Cinder, charging her despite knowing how weak he was. If Ruby's Silver Eyes had been stronger or Cinder had been stunned a mere moment longer he would have killed Cinder, showing that he was more than okay with either killing or dying to avenge Pyrrha, and then in her cruelty Cinder tries to make him watch as she kills Weiss. Thanks to the Silver Eyes her Maiden powers weren't at full strength, thus giving Jaune time to fulfill his Semblance and reveal to everyone that he was a Paladin class, able to buff and heal others over 100% based on how strong Weiss seemed after being healed. Once he has time to process he'll probably feel even worse that his Semblance could have helped Pyrrha be strong enough to fight Cinder and win, or keep her alive if he'd just had it sooner.

Jaune is a surprisingly complex character that is shown dealing with his psychological problems in a very real way, and I hope to see him get some help in Volume 6 rather than suffering in silence and carrying on this path of self destruction, but I doubt it. No one seems to notice Jaune's suffering or at least comment on it, Ren and Nora have each other, and team RWBY has been reunited, but in the end Jaune is the odd man out, the one alone who truly needs someone now, not that he'll admit it.
So the Infinity War Trailer is out...

Holy hell, this is going to be intense!

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Angelic Corruption

In reality Angels had nothing to do with religion, they were actually just spirits on the opposite end of the spectrum of Demons. Where their polar opposites fed off of the Seven Deadly Sins (Pride, Envy, Gluttony, Lust, Wrath, Sloth, and Greed), Angels lived off of the Seven Contrary Virtues (Humility, Kindness, Abstinence, Patience, Generosity, Diligence, and Love).

Demons, most famously Succubi, would often go to the world of humans to feed off of the Sins or influence people to follow them. Angels, on the other hand, would stay in their own plane and feed off of the Virtues from there.

But finally one decided to try the ‘demon’ way of doing things, and thus cross over to the plane of humanity to feel for Virtues in a much more hands on manner.

This was Miia, who had enough Humility that she took no Pride in her appearance, despite her hair that flowed down to the small of her back like a waterfall of molten gold, her perfect features, and her small but developed curves that fit comfortably in her white robes, to her long wings (With a wingspan longer than she was tall when fully extended), a perfect snow white with beautifully kept plumage.

Miia knew immediately that she wouldn’t be proactive in the same sense as Succubi, it wouldn’t do to invade someone’s dreams and twist them for her own purpose after all…

The problem with being so Kind and Patient was that proactivity was not the strong suit of Angels, so really Miia had no idea what to do until she was met by a man who appeared able to see her as she was, rather than the more humble human form she had wreathed herself in.

This made her smile with hope, perhaps it was like the stories of old where the most pure hearted could see angels for who they truly are!

Miia’s hope continued to rise as he offered her a place to sleep and food for so long as she was here on this plane.

So distracted was she, the Angel didn’t notice that she didn’t feel a surge of Kindness or Generosity at the offer.

His home was small but nice, and soon Miia was sat down at the table and resisting the urge to drool at the smell as he cooked for her. It was set in front of her, a large hamburger, juicy and greasy.

The Angel smiled softly and took a bite, and immediately her eyes went wider than ever at the amazing taste, the meat practically melting in her mouth as she took another bite, and then another and then suddenly the burger was gone.

Miia felt a pulse of satisfaction at that, and politely asked for another, the man only too happy to oblige and soon a second burger was placed in front of her, the beautiful Angel feeling that almost addictive pulse of satisfaction and pleasure as she downed it.

The next thing placed in front of her was not a burger, but with a delectable sight of its own.

Devil’s Food Cake.

The irony was totally lost on Miia as she eagerly ate it, but unfortunately for her there WAS a reason for the name as she dug into the chocolate treat.

She found herself digging eagerly into the cake, no longer nearly as restrained as chocolate crumbs fell onto her robes, as well as chin and cheeks. She let out further sighs of content and satisfaction, and eagerly ignored the odd feeling of her loose flowing robes tightening.

She was quite clearly getting fatter, wings shrinking slightly as she gave into Gluttony, embracing the delicious taste and eating everything she could reach as she grew heavier, subtly at first with her arms and face rounding out, her stomach softening and pooching only slightly before it truly began.

He smiled and kept the food coming as she shot straight past rubenesque and into chubby territory, pleased at just how quickly she’d become addicted as he admired the swelling form of her, growing fat and flabby before his very eyes as pounds accumulated with every bite, very soon reaching obesity as her chair creaked beneath her and her tight robe groaned in complaint.

Finally, as an experiment he withheld the food as she reached somewhere around 500 pounds, smirking at the needy whimper that left her lips, chubby hands reaching out for more.
She greedily demanded more, her somehow unsatisfied stomach that was bloated and heavy with rolls of pale flab growling needily.

With another smirk he set it in front of her… too far for her fat arms to reach with her newfound gut pressing against the table like it was already.

Miia whined and groused, reaching but not making any attempts to get up or scoot closer or anything at all before returning her gaze to him and demanding he feed her.

Amused at the slothfulness, he obliged, taking a small slice and stuffing it in her face to a moan of delight. The feedings continued, and as they did so did her growth, pale flesh exposed as her pure white robe finally exploded off of the Angel.

He admired her newfound form, smooth and doughy and welcoming, and decided that next he would teach her of Lust.
Angelic Corruption
Sorry it took an extra day! Figured this would be the perfect contrast for the Succubus story, and a decent end for the month of Spooptober and the most productive month I've had of writing in ages! Hope you all enjoy!
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So, I underestimated end of the semester crap. My final Halloween story will come out tomorrow, and I don't think I'll be able to do November because of all the homework and essays... but I SHALL RETURN... probably in December because Winter Break.

This does not mean I won't write anything in November, I'm sure that I'll write SOMETHING, but really doubt I'll do as much as I had previously expected. Hopefully you all understand!

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Mark wasn’t sure what to feel about everything, especially as the dreams repeated, nothing new at all happened tonight. It was weird, as if the clues were already there, and he just had to find them.

So as he prepared for the next night (Including picking up a large amount of fast food, in case Midna tried to portal her way in again) he began to think of all the things he knew about what happened.

This Nate guy… he had done… something to a blue haired, red eyed woman who seemed to have some kind of psychic or magic power, and her reaction had… cracked something.

Blue hair.

Red eyes.

Psychic powers.

Changing forms maybe?

Mark could tell that he had most of the clues, but he didn’t have ANY idea what to do next to connect the dots. Of all his pictures of the girls he didn’t have a one of… whoever this was.

Kira.

Mizore.

Midna.

Muffet.

Gel.

But he couldn’t for the life of him think of who the last girl was.

He’d feel awful about it if it weren’t for the fact that apparently she was messing with his memories somehow, so it wasn’t his fault he didn’t remember.

Mark shook his head in irritation, hoping to dislodge a memory that had been stuck but finding the only thing it caused was more of a headache to form, staying up all night and only getting small amounts of sleep prodded at by nightmares was finally catching up to him.

But he’d have to deal with that later, for now he had to mentally prepare himself to be hunted down by… someone. It had appeared so far that one of the girls would be up and about every night, the exception being ‘Night 2’ when both Kira and Mizore had been awake.

So who was going to threaten his very life tonight alongside the haunting images of someone blue?

A quick glance at the clock revealed it wasn’t yet midnight, so he began to flicker through the cameras to reaffirm nothing crazy was happening just yet. Like last time, he barely blinked as the clock chimed 12am and the phone rang.

“Back again eh? You sure put Midna in a sour mood, whined about trying to see you all night! Didn’t help that Mizore seemed super smug about that, but I digress. Point is, you’re really starting to annoy them with being so good at keeping them out. Have a good night!”

“Well that was just plain unhelpful.” Mark sighed out as he prepared himself, focusing on the cameras and keeping an ear out as best he could, but still there was nothing.

Until he heard a giggle, familiar but different than Midna’s own. His immediate guess was immediately confirmed when he saw a small grouping of nondescript spiders scuttling from one camera to another, carrying no small amount of cupcakes towards the bedroom of Muffet.

“Oh, thank you dearies, I need to keep my strength up if I want to find out who our new friend is~” The giggle of the ‘Spider Queen’ once again echoed through the building, and soon he caught sight of her waddling out of her room.

Muffet was a rare thing, not the usual ‘Arachne’ that people expected when they heard spider woman, rather than being a human with a spider thorax below the waist she looked completely human, with the exception of her five black eyes, six arms, and light purple skin.

So, really, the rompers wearing Spider Queen didn’t really look all THAT human.

She looked to be, like Kira Mizore and Midna, much closer to morbid obesity than when he’d left. Her body type was focused mainly in her hips and gut, giving her a pearapple shape that jiggled and wobbled with her every slow movement.

Mark had to smile a bit at seeing her, particularly as she smiled up at a camera, dimpling her cheeks and emphasizing her double chin as well as exposing her small fangs.

Muffet had always been a bit more relaxed than the others when it came to eating, inviting her favorite patrons to tea parties or cuddling a bit, rather than stuffing her face like Midna or Kira.

He blinked back to life and cursed a little that she had vanished from view, and flicking through the cameras made him realize she was nowhere to be seen at all, but the freezer was open which meant Mizore was probably active, and he saw Midna floating down the other hallway.

Great. Night 4 sucked already…

He closed the doors as the Yuki-Onna and Imp got close, forcing down the pain as he saw their pouts before freezing a bit when he heard something that made him look up. The vent. Muffet was almost certainly in the vent… somehow.

Mark decided to take a breath and hold it as he closed the vent, the clanging within stopping as the obese monster girl processed the change.

“Appears I’m not quite as sneaky as last time I tried this… perhaps I should just go to the kitchen instead for now dearie…” He heard her carefully backing up, her extra arms helping out in no small part as he turned the cameras to the kitchen, starting to make up plenty of food to keep the trio of ‘active’ girls placated for some time, as well as some to go to Gel and Kira’s rooms despite them not being active tonight.

He found relief that time was going seemingly quickly, until a quick glance at the kitchens was met with a flash of red eyes, the Psychic monster. His mind filled with a bit of static and suddenly he wasn’t in his office anymore.

“I didn’t… I didn’t mean to hurt anyone!” She begged him to understand, now in the main room with her form completely blurred out and turning painful if he tried to focus on her too long. “I… I needed to be forgotten after that, so I forced people to forget me…”

“No matter what happened… You didn’t mean it, that’s the important thing. I really wish I could remember you, maybe I could help you control your powers.”

“C-can’t do that… I’d only hurt you…” She shook her head and suddenly he was back in the office, at 5 AM.

Damn, psychic conversations did NOT happen at the speed of thought at all!

At this point it was easy to keep the girls distracted, even with how distracted he was himself with trying to put together pieces he didn’t know (Or know how many there were) to make a complete puzzle that would be a complete unknown picture at the end.

It seemed almost every mystery was solved thanks to the Sixth Monster girl… except who she was and how he could help her.
Five Nights at Fatties 4
And here we have Night 4, a little bit less than usual thanks to the fact that the story is winding down, until Night 6 which will be LONG and very story heavy!
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Would you all be more interested in seeing Five Nights at Fatties Night 4 or the Original Story this Saturday? The other one will be released Tuesday the 31st of course!
So, I've decided I'll try to keep up the writing themes since so far October is working out great! I've already decided on my November theme, which will be relationships, friend and otherwise and being thankful for them!

Cheesy, I know.

So far the things that work with this I might be writing are:

Fire Emblem: Awakening's Adipose (Fire Emblem Awakening, Robin X ...All?)

Jaune's Semblance (RWBY, Jaune Arc X ...All?)

French Vanilla (RWBY, Jaune Arc X Neopolitan)

Luna's Lovehandles (Harry Potter, Harry X Luna)

Batman has a Problem (Batman Arkham, Batman X Harley Quinn)

Gaining Through Love (Undertale, MFrisk X FChara)

Dragon Age: Demonic Influence (Dragon Age: Origins, Dalish Elf Origin X Morrigan and Leliana)

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Resizing a Succubus

When he opened his eyes, he was sitting up in bed and his window was open. Before he could get up to close it (The chill of October air sinking into him), a purple miasma flowed through. It seemed to focus on him and began to flow towards his bed.

“W-what the hell?!” He shouted in fright, backing up as quick as he was able, but unfortunately not quick enough as suddenly it flooded his vision, blinding him to anything else.

“What are your desires? Your deepest Lusts?”  A seductive female voice crooned, tickling at his ears as his vision started to return, revealing his room yet again, though it seemed… off somehow.

Immediately his head was filled with his fantasies, but he forced them down as best he could in embarrassment, wondering why they had appeared unbidden.

“Come now… Don’t be scared, just tell me~” The voice rang out again, seeming insistent and impatient.

“W-who are you? WHAT are you?” He shot back, once again forcing down the temptation to think of his fantasies.

She let out a sigh. “If I were to show myself to you, would you do as I ask?” She bargained irritably.

“F-fine… I’ll agree to that.”

The moment he finished the sentence a beautiful monster appeared.

Her skin was a pale lavander, with hair like molten silver and eyes that glowed orange, with an hourglass figure that was squeezed into a very snug violet nightgown.

She also had small devil horns, a spade-tipped tail, and large batwings.

“My name is Lilith, and I believe you owe me a fantasy or two?” The Succubus (For what else could she be?) licked her lips and revealed small fangs like a vampire would have.

His mind whirred, but rather than with fantasies it was what he knew about Succubi (Or was it Succubae? The Internet wasn’t very clear on that…)

They could take on the form that was most pleasing to their chosen bedmate, including personality, and fed off their Lust and life force, sometimes to the point of leaving them nothing but husks.

Self preservation took over, and he attempted to stall this Lilith while he came up with a plan. “S-so you’re a… a Succubus right? So you want to become my dream girl?” She chuckled a bit and made a ‘so-so’ motion with her hand.

“Simply put, yes. I’m a bit new to this whole thing, so I can’t really do much more than bring your fantasies to the forefront and go off of them, can’t exactly root around yet.” She smirked at him, and thankfully he managed to avoid staring as she leaned closer and exposed more of her soft purple cleavage.

Wait… if she was new, then maybe…

For his survival, he’d have to weaponize his fetish.

He focused as much as he possibly could on his biggest guilty pleasure, the ultimate fantasy he held in his mind, and did his best to ‘project’ these thoughts to the Succubi, who lit up when she felt all the Lust within them.

“My, this feels so powerful, I’ll gladly partake…” Her eyes widened as she took in the fantasy and before his eyes began to change.

Her orange eyes gained a docile gleam firstly, and her posture became relaxed rather than entrancing, more like a content Pet than a seductress as the changes continued.

The first change beyond her personality was her nightgown starting to ride up, already impressive breasts growing larger… as was the rest of her, becoming rubenesque and full figured rather than the almost impossible hourglass it had been before, with noticeably thicker thighs and an ever so slight paunch.

“Oh, this feels… nice.” Her voice had the same echoey attribute but seemed more lax as she took in her new thicc body, only for her eyes to widen as once again she changed.

Her face and upper arms grew rounder as she continued to pack on the pounds, slight paunch now becoming a belly proper, a flabby apron that made her separate her thickening thighs to make room for her new asset, exposed almost completely as the nightgown turned into a bra, the ‘cups’ starting to become overwhelmed by the sheer amount of titflesh it was attempting to hold back, underboob joined on both sides as well as above, hips skipping past ‘childbearing’ and into ‘couch’ potato as she gained weight before their eyes, his bed creaking in complaint beneath the now 250 or so pound Succubus, who even now kept growing, both bigger and more docile.

“What… What?” She asked a question that he could understand even without words, a small smile blooming on his face as he reached out to rest a hand on her expanding gut, smiling a bit wider at the moan she let out, able to feel his Lust as she continued to grow bigger.

“My deepest lust, my ultimate fantasy…” He whispered in her pointed elfin ear, beginning to gently massage the burgeoning flesh of her midsection as she slowly but surely approached SSBBW sizes, the much argued boundary that he considered to be 500 pounds, particularly for the slightly above average height Lilith was.

She let out a louder moan this time, body sensitive to his skillful (Or so he imagined) massage as well as the Lust she could feel for her new body, basking in it like a starving person would a feast all for them.

And still she grew fatter, a second chin developing and a third close behind as her body took on a shapeless appearance, though the majority of her obesity was focused on her titanic stomach, a blob of rolls and fat that seemed to just beg for his rubs.

He gladly obliged, to more moans from the Succubus, deepened slightly by her much fatter frame as she grew yet bigger, morbid obesity being surpassed just as quickly as the bed finally gave in beneath them, collapsing under the sheer weight of Lilith, whose full moon of a fat face was starting to turn red, massive boobs heaving as her nightgown finally burst off, leaving her naked. Despite the relief this must’ve caused her, still she panted, huge doughy body becoming coated slightly in a sheen of sweat as finally, the weight gain slowed.

Her wings had vanished, but his fantasy had allowed her tail to stay, much thicker as it lazily swayed in an almost snakelike manner, over 700 pounds of blobby beauty.

Lilith knew she should be horrified and disgusted, as well as fearful when she realized that any movement at all was impossible, the bed had broken in such a way she was reclining against one of the shards, her huge boobs and gut taking up most of her vision if she even attempted to look down, thighs so far beyond thunder it was almost impossible to describe spread as far as can be to make room for the marshmallowy expanse of her stomach.

But instead, she looked to him with warm affection in her eyes, raising her meaty arms as best she could and spreading them wide for a hug, feeling her entire body quake and wobble at even that slight movement.

He smiled and obliged the immobile demoness, embracing her and feeling for himself just how massive he’d made her, how gentle.

The Succubus was no danger to him now, either physically due to being simply too obese to move, or mentally due to his deepest desires for a docile morbidly obese Pet, all thanks to the fantasy he’d suppressed for so long.

The world began to fade to black, and he felt some regret that this meant the Succubus probably decided he wasn’t worth the trouble and left to entrap someone else…

But when he woke up, his bed was shattered and he was spooning something massive, warm, and doughy...
Resizing a Succubus
And its time for the next story in my... Month of Celebration? I think? Not quite sure what to call it but its happening!
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A real quick question for you all that might come into play next month: For Jaune's Semblance I have ideas for gals that Jaune doesn't meet on the first day at Beacon. Since its already a 'BBW AU' for that girl, should I:

-Change it so that he meets them that day?
-Have an 'empty' cycle where he gets all freaked out?
-Wait until he's introduced to them story wise and THEN start their cycle?

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Chapter III: Imps, Princesses, and Dark Magic

            Link blinked himself awake with an odd sounding groan, eyes opening as he stood up… on his four legs?

            What. The. Hell!?

            He felt himself growling as his frustrations rise, finding his front paw (He had a paw!) shackled to the cold stone floor he was standing on. He took a breath and tried to calm his temper, checking his surroundings.

            He was in… a Prison? At the very least he was in a cell, and the cool damp air giving him the vague idea of being underground.

            Link stiffened as he felt eyes on him, turning back to the corridor and seeing… what the hell?

            It was a woman, very feminine with slightly small curves, a pony tail of fiery orange hair kept in place by what appeared to be a shackle, wearing an odd obsidian looking helmet that hid one of her ruby red eyes. Her skin was somehow pale as moonlight and yet wrapped in shadow to make it seem as if she was clothed.

            And she was also about two and a half feet tall.

            “Huh? So you’re finally awake.” She spoke in an odd duality, her voice echoing slightly and tickling his ears, making them twitch. “What kinda Hero sleeps in so much?”

            Despite himself, wolf blood boiling in his veins, the normally contained farmhand growled at the being, who seemed to pass through the bars of the cell like they weren’t there and floating down to just within his reach.

            “Oh relax Doggy.” She pat his snout with an echoey giggle, before hopping out of range when he tried biting her. “Look, I need some help with some stuff. If I get you outta here, you’ll have to help me. Is it a deal?” She crossed her arms over her chest, smirking ever so slightly, and it only took Link a moment to realize why.

            He literally had no choice if he wanted to get out of this dungeon and find and save Illia and the kids, and the farmhand turned Great Wolf finally nodded reluctantly.

            “Geez, couldn’t have been THAT hard to decide.” She playfully pouted, before holding her hand out palm up as if cupping a sphere, a shifting orb of dark orange energy that crackled like lightning or fire soon appearing between her dark fingers.

            Magic.

            He backed away, hackles rising as he lowered closer to the ground, prepared to strike.

            She quirked her eyebrow. “By Din, hold still already! You don’t want this thing to blow off your paw do ya?” He froze and she smirked. “Good at taking orders already, someone’s trained you well~”

            She launched the ball of magic, and it did exactly as she said, destroying the chain that kept him still, though the shackle remained on his arm/ front leg.

            Suddenly she was on the other side of the bars again, her hair shifting to a darker color and… moving, gesturing at him in what appeared to be a ‘come hither’, her ponytail stretching into a very passable imitation of fingers.

            “I’m sure such a smart Doggy like you could probably find your own way out of that cell now that you aren’t all chained, right?”

            ...What a little shit…

            Rolling his eyes at the imp, he began looking around the small cell for some kind of clue as to how to get the hell out of there. The floor WAS crumbling just a bit over by the corner…

            Padding over to investigate (And getting used to walking on four legs rather than two), he saw that there was a lot of dirt that he MIGHT be able to dig through.

            Fingers crossed- if he had fingers anyhow.

            He started digging through, and thankfully this plan worked, squeezing through to the other side of the bars and shaking off the dirt that had accumulated on his fur, surprising him by just how easily he adapted to that. Looking around, he noticed that the imp was nowhere to be seen.

            Now what the hell would he do? Just… leave?

            Suddenly a weight landed on his back with quite a bit of force, making his legs buckle. He craned his neck and got a face full of a smirking imp, riding him like a horse.

            He growled a bit, making her giggle and pat his head in a way that- DAMN that felt too good. Those wolf instincts (Honestly more doglike than wolflike if he had to guess) are bound to get him into trouble at some point.

            “Oh relax, since you’re gonna help me you might as well carry me around. I’m not THAT heavy you know.” She giggled, ignoring Link’s glare which turned into a sigh of acceptance.

            He highly doubted she’d take no for an answer, so he just began to look around the cells, finally finding an odd grate in the wall, and a chain hanging from the ceiling that seemed to be connected to it rather than the wall or anything that would make it a proper chain.

            Whoever made this dungeon loved the hell out of puzzles, or at least loved them more than keeping prisoners imprisoned, he realized with a roll of his eyes as he leaped up and locked his jaws around the shackle, taking advantage of his good friend gravity to pull it towards the ground and raise the grate.

            Hearing the Imp’s cackle Link took that as he was going in the right direction, and thusly began to make his way through the sewers right beside the dungeon into… wherever he was.

            Once finally maneuvering out of the odd sewers and up a crumbling spiral staircase, learning that he could actually see spirits now, and learning to fight with claw and fang against the odd shadow creatures that looked like the larva for the monsters that had attacked him, he began to realize just where he might be, seeing the massive blue spires set against the permanently twilight sky.

            Was this… Hyrule Castle?

            “Aaaaaaaah, isn’t that Twilight beautiful Wolfy?” The Imp asked with a long yawn and what he felt was her stretching. He DID have to admit that it was a beautiful sight, he’d always loved dusk, watching the sky fade from blue into oranges and reds, but he could feel the innate wrongness of this Twilight, even without the odd black specks that were floating around in the sky. It was otherworldly, unnatural even.

            He shook his head and began jumping across the slick roof of the castle, taking advantage of the nimbleness gifted to him by this new form to follow in the direction his unwanted passenger continued to point him, towards what seems to be some kind of outer spire, isolated from the main part of the castle.

            Leaping through an open window Link found himself on a staircase, and he turned to the Imp in order to ask whether he go up or down, only to catch sight of a roll of the eyes, a smirk, and a gesture upwards.

            He rolled his eyes in return at that before obeying, padding up the steps and finding that his paws were much easier to place than before, practice seemingly making perfect as he adapted to being a quadruped, nosing open the door and looking into a slightly lavish bedroom, a pleasant and ornate fireplace crackling in the corner.

    “Huh… Is she even here? Odd that a prisoner seems able to go anywhere she wants…” The Imp giggled a bit and looked around, only to look down at the wolf’s ears as they twitched, picking up some timid sounding footsteps.

    “Midna… you’ve returned… and with a Wolf?” A melodic voice asked, and Link turned to face a cloaked figure that would’ve been about his height were he still a human, a woman based on what Midna (Since apparently that was her name) said, her voice, and what little of her figure he could tell beneath the cloak.

            “Yup, come on over and meet him, I think he’s the Hero we’ve been waiting for… Twilight Princess.” With that title drop the cloaked woman came over, and Link’s hackles rose, though he resisted the urge to growl when he sensed the… gentleness of her.

            “Don’t be scared Hero… let me see you.” She lowered the hood and Link was met by the gaze of who could only be Princess Zelda, angular and regal and incredibly beautiful, a small sad smile on her face that only added to the beauty of the graceful brunette as she bent low to interact with him, her left hand going to cup his muzzle and gasping in surprise as it glowed, a symbol of a triangle made up of three separate triangles appearing on the back of her hand, the bottom right glowing more powerfully, and Link could feel his left forepaw glowing as well. “It IS you… the Hero reborn.”

            Link’s mind whirred in shock, the Hero reborn? He remembered those old legends, the Hero of Time standing out the most in his memory, though he knew there were many legends older with a similar hero.

            “So I was right? That’s good to hear, he’s a surprisingly competent assistant, and if he can help you and I, so much the better.” Zelda sighed at Midna’s reaction.

            “That is correct, he can heal the Twilight from this land… but he will need help.” Before she could continue, and no doubt ask Midna to help him, they heard the door at the bottom of the stairwell slam open. “The guard… you must go now, free the land from this perpetual Twilight.”

            Despite himself Link nodded and ran out into the stairwell, barely leaping back through the window and onto the roof before being seen.

            “Well… that was entertaining.” Midna giggled a bit before yawning. “...Ya know what? How about we go back to where I found you? That can’t be too far from your house, and I’m tired and hungry!”

            Before Link could say a word (Not that he was biologically able now that he was a wolf), he could feel his body dissolving into shadow as the world turned to black.

*Warning: This contains spoilers for the newest Volume of RWBY, Volume 5, all the way down to Volume 3*

Jaune is actually one of my favorite character's in the show. At first we see him as the audience advocate to allow everyone (Pyrrha) to explain the world, or the 'Butt Monkey' comedic relief that makes us laugh because life seems to crap on him. Then we get Jaunedice. Arguably the weakest point of Volume 1, but oh so important in fleshing out Jaune, giving him a reason for being so useless, making him clearly aware of his uselessness and how part of his personality is to try and do things on his own without help, possibly a cause of his nine family members and none of them believing in him at ALL when it was time for him to go to Beacon. So he decided he can and will do things on his own, that's how a 'Hero' should be, Jaune thinks to himself, that being the end goal of going to Beacon, to be a Hero and help people however he can, to be the White Knight.

Then... the Fall happens, and Jaune realizes despite his growth and improvement it wasn't enough, Pyrrha was dead, and he pretty clearly blames himself for not being able to fight and stop Cinder, slow her down or anything. In Vol 4 we have Ruby hear Pyrrha's training video two nights in a row, making it seem like this is nightly for Jaune. Not healthy in of itself, to be walking all day and then training all night, but then there's that its the woman that always loved and believed in him, and every time he listens to the video he hears her almost confess her feelings. His new sword and armor are made of the remains of Milo and Akuo, Pyrrha's weapons, symbolic in showing that even in death she will be his shield and protect him, but also showing that clearly Jaune isn't okay. He's the only one of RNJR to distrust Qrow and outright say that they were being used as bait like they were, clearly he's become jaded of Heroism after Pyrrha's sacrifice. Now Volume 5, we see Jaune get less focus, but we do see him clench his fists at Lionheart not having info on Cinder, and in the background he's still distrusting of Oz "What else is new?" When its revealed he was keeping secrets from them. He seems to have an actual mental breakdown in the fight with Cinder, charging her despite knowing how weak he was. If Ruby's Silver Eyes had been stronger or Cinder had been stunned a mere moment longer he would have killed Cinder, showing that he was more than okay with either killing or dying to avenge Pyrrha, and then in her cruelty Cinder tries to make him watch as she kills Weiss. Thanks to the Silver Eyes her Maiden powers weren't at full strength, thus giving Jaune time to fulfill his Semblance and reveal to everyone that he was a Paladin class, able to buff and heal others over 100% based on how strong Weiss seemed after being healed. Once he has time to process he'll probably feel even worse that his Semblance could have helped Pyrrha be strong enough to fight Cinder and win, or keep her alive if he'd just had it sooner.

Jaune is a surprisingly complex character that is shown dealing with his psychological problems in a very real way, and I hope to see him get some help in Volume 6 rather than suffering in silence and carrying on this path of self destruction, but I doubt it. No one seems to notice Jaune's suffering or at least comment on it, Ren and Nora have each other, and team RWBY has been reunited, but in the end Jaune is the odd man out, the one alone who truly needs someone now, not that he'll admit it.

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7sin, thanks for the fav. I made some changes to make it flow better
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Thank you very much for the watch! Anything in particular draw you to my page?
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Well I saw your post on Lord-OZ’s status, and gave your most recent story a look, since I don’t know Darling or Code Geass, Figured you were a writer to keep an eye on!
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Thanks, I'm flattered. Whenever you give the stories a read let me know what you think of them.
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