《Ruby Rose, Her New Cock, and an Ero System (A LitRPG RWBY AU)》 1. Rift 1. Rift Ruby stared with wide silver eyes,ing to terms with what she was seeing. The ovr incision into reality hovered with its bottom just brushing the grass. It was ten feet tall, about four wide, and zero thick¡ªa ne with no volume. The ssy ck material of its surface was darker than anything she''d seen. cker than pitch. So dark it seemed to suck nearby light in. ck and purple zaps darted here and there, crackling to her sixth sense, her highly-honed ability to identify aura and magic. "Well," Yang finally said. "Would you look at that?" "That''s a Rift!" "Sure is." "In our backyard! A Rift opened in our backyard!" "Captain Obvious to the rescue," Yang said. "I can see what you can see, Rubes." Despite trying to y it cool, Yang''s lc eyes were also wide as she looked at the portal. Rifts weren''t the rarest thing in the world, but for one to open up here? Right outside their house? While they''d been sparring, no less? That was a little coincidental. And by a little, she meant a lot. A lot coincidental. "Should we tell someone?" Ruby asked, at aplete and total loss. Yang turned a sharp look her way. "You kidding? An undocumented F-Tier Rift, just to ourselves? This is our chance!" "Our chance?" Despite the hesitance in her voice, Ruby knew perfectly what Yang was getting at. How couldn''t she? The two of them had been on the huntsman-applicant waiting list for ages. They''d been holding their breath for the day they could try their hands at a Rift and take the first step toward bing a full huntsman. But the truth of the matter was that there were a lot more applicants than there were low-tier Rifts avable. At least, ones the Huntsman Association would allocate to applicants. Most went to actual huntsman, who needed to grow stronger. "Hell yeah, our chance," Yang repeated. "We skipped our way to the front of the line. Got lucky for once in our lives." She started looking around and patting her pockets, as if checking to see what she had on her. "You ready?" she asked. "Ready? Now?" Yang grimaced. "Guess we should leave a note for Dad, at least. But yeah. Now." Her heart started pounding in her chest. But while excited to dive into her first Rift, she couldn''t help but be a bit apprehensive, too. "We''re supposed to report it," she said. "Not just go into them. We''ll get in trouble." "And?" Yang said. "What''re they gonna do? We''ll being out with sses and semnces. As people that matter. There won''t be any real consequences, just ps on the wrist." Ruby worried at her lower lip. "You sure?" "Positive. I''ma go write a note. You grab food and water." Seeing Yang turn and jog toward the house, Ruby was spurred into motion. And besides, Yang was right, wasn''t she? Ruby might have far less of a rebellious streakpared to her reckless big sister, but even she didn''t have to think long and hard about breaking thew in this instance. Mostly because they deserved a Rift. Theirbat scores were some of the best on Patch¡ªthey just didn''t have famous huntsmen parents, or were rich, or have connections of any kind. Sure, they''d eventually be called to an active low-tier Rift, but it had already taken long than Ruby would prefer: three months past her eighteenth birthday, the minimum qualification for an applicant. Yang had been waiting much longer, but part of that had been her choice. She''d taken a year-long hiatus, and when she''d gotten back, she had decided she might as well wait to do her first with Ruby. Inside, Ruby frantically packed away food and water. As far as preparations went for Rift delving, all that was crucial were the bare necessities¡ªsustenance, in case the Rift was a long one. Weapons and gear didn''t matter, not as first-timers. There were also ways the Huntsman Association tracked Rift openings, so they didn''t have time to waste. They had to enter before officials rolled up. Less than three minutester, they were standing in front of the ck portal again. Ruby with a backpack of simple preparations, and Yang having left a note to Dad on the kitchen counter, where it couldn''t be missed. Though with a Rift hovering in his backyard, and his two huntsman-aspirant daughters missing, Ruby would really question his deduction abilities if he couldn''t figure things out himself. Though he probably wasn''t going to enjoy being questioned by the Huntsman Association agents, asking them why the portal in his backyard was illegally upied. Sorry, Dad. "Ready?" Yang asked one more time. "Ready," Ruby said. They stepped in together. *** The transition from real-world to Grimm-world was supposed to be natural, even for first-timers. They were supposed to sink into the inky-ck otherworldly gateway and have their next stepnd inside the pocket dimension holding Grimm. Conscious. Aware. With all of their belongings attached to themselves. That didn''t happen. Ruby kept her awareness, at least. She didn''t fall unconscious and have to struggle back to a lucid state. But there was something jarring about the transition¡ªsomething wrenching and disorienting, that she was pretty sure shouldn''t happen. Not by any of the reports she''d read. When she stumbled to a stop inside the Rift, several things had changed. First, her belongings were gone. Not that they had made many preparations, but even the scant ones they had thrown together had disappeared during the jump through dimensions. No food and water. Hopefully the Rift wasn''t long, or would provide them what they needed. Secondly, all of her belongings were gone. Including her clothes. Every scrap of fabric that had been keeping her modesty had vanished. Not that she noticed that right away. Her abrupt nudity took a backseat to everything else. Only a remote part of her was aware her body had been exposed. Her onlypany would be Yang, anyway, her subconscious told her. No big deal, right? Thirdly, and most importantly, was the arrival of her ss. The notifications that sounded off inside her head weren''t the surprising part. Everyone knew how sses and semnces worked, and how the System would speak into their head when something important happened. Receiving a ss was the reason she and Yang had so eagerly broken thew and entered the Rift to begin with. Those supernatural abilities could only be gained by entering into these dark, Grimm-infested ces. It was the goal of many young men and women. Rather, it was the notifications themselves. *** ss assigned: [Reaper] ss assigned: [Lust Reaper] *** A person had one ss. That was the simple, absolute truth of the matter. They could have plenty of Semnces¡ªmagical abilities that fleshed a ss out¡ªbut a ss was a category, the defining title of a person, and a person could only have one. Ruby had gotten two. Somehow, that reality-breaking realization was the second weirdest thing that happened in those few seconds after stumbling out of the Rift. In the disorientation, Ruby didn''t even feel it happen. Or maybe it happened too quickly, or even instantly. Either way, she was only aware of the end result. The new bundle of hyper-sensitive nerve-endings. Down between her naked thighs, a soft new organ had sprouted, hard and at attention. Ruby had grown a cock. Ruby - NSFW! [copse] A huntress-in-training knew how to take a situation in stride, no matter how strange. Rifts were filled with unknown terrain and deadly Grimm. Adaptability was a key aspect of any curriculum seeking to foster warriors who could hold their own against such threats. So growing a cock? Well, no, that was beyond the expected parameters. Ruby''s brain came to a screeching halt, and she stared down at herself, expression morphing into part-disbelief, part-horror, and part-pure-mortification. Because she wasn''t alone inside the dark stone cavern that served as the Rift''s starting point. Her sister said, "Uh, Ruby?" Ruby didn''t respond, staring down at herself. "Ruby, you have a cock." That statement hung in the air for what had to be a solid ten seconds. "C-Captain Obvious to the rescue," Ruby said, mirroring her sister''s words from earlier. As if to emphasize hering back into even a halfway sort of lucidity, her cock throbbed, twelve inches of solid girldick bouncing between her thighs. A powerful, virile motion. Ruby finally tore her eyes upward and off of herself. Only to be met with a very naked Yang. Yang - NSFW! [copse] There were a lot of things Ruby knew about her big sister. That she was loud, reckless, assertive, and brimming with endless confidence¡ªand more than that, that she was a great person, let alone a great sister. Yang was someone Ruby could confide in without question. Ruby knew her hopes and fears, more or less, and what made her tick. They were family. And closer family than most. Yang had literally saved her life, once. Been there whenever she needed. They even shared ultimate aspirations. One thing Ruby hadn''t known, however, was how Yang looked naked. Her poprity with boys suddenly made sense. Not that it hadn''t already made sense¡ªthe way she crammed a t-shirt obscenely full had given plenty of hints¡ªbut it made extra-sense now. Yang¡­ Yang had nice boobs. And thighs. And stomach. And¡­ Well, dang it, everything. Her big sister was hot. Like scorchingly so. Her body was amazing. Her cock throbbed in agreement. Her cock throbbed in agreement?!?! Ruby went dizzy. It was just too bizarre. If Yang hadn''t rushed forward to grab her, she would have cracked her skull against the stone floor of the cavern. But Yang did. Of course she did. She was always there when Ruby needed her. Her breasts pressed into Ruby''s shoulder as she helped steady her. "Ruby? Rubes? You good?" "Y-Yang! What¡ª what¡ª what¡ª" "Hey, calm down, it''s fine," Yang said. "I mean, fucking weird, super fucking weird, but¡ª" "Weird?!" "Not you! Not that! I don''t care if you have a¡ª! Just¡ª?" Ruby was hyperventting. "Yang, why is there a¡ª a¡ª thing between my legs?" "Rx. Rifts can be weird. We already knew that." "Not like this!" "Not like this," Yang amended. "But seriously. Calm down. Please? I''m here. You''re safe. I promise." The serious tone of voice snapped Ruby out of her panic. She steadied her feet, and Yang let go of her, though hovered nearby in case her knees went wobbly again. The two of them stared at her cock. Her sister stared at her cock. That wasn''t the kind of thing she could just deal with. If she''d been in her regr body, naked, she''d already be embarrassed. Becausepared to Yang? Ruby didn''t have ''curves in all the right ces,'' not like her sister did. It was admittedly a source of insecurity. She didn''t think she was ugly, but growing up in the shadow of a goddess? It had left one or two marks. Her sister was way too hot. Her cock throbbed in agreement. Her cock throbbed¡ª?! She ignored it, this time. Very, very, very pointedly ignored it. Struggling for any sort of calm rationality she could muster up, Ruby said, "Um. Okay. What the heck is happening, Yang?" "Good question," she said. "Good fucking question." She was quiet for a moment. "Well, to start off with, what ss did you get?" 2. Dual Classes 2. Dual sses Ruby focused on the normal, relevant part of their situation. She ignored the fact she''d grown something new, a huge twelve-inch girlcock that throbbed whenever she thought about her sister, and instead funneled her attention to the part of her circumstance that was relevant. The Rift. That she''d gained a ss¡ªtwo, actually, which was impossible. And her semnces. That, more than anything, broke her out of her shock. She''d entered a Rift and gained a ss. That meant she''d been granted supernatural abilities. Every huntress in existence waited with bated breath on what starter semnce they would receive. Of course they did. Magical abilities! Who wouldn''t be excited? As she''d been told, focusing her attention on her ss automatically provided the information she wanted. *** Reaper Evolution: 1 Swift and deadly, the reaper harvests the souls of her enemies, bending them to her purpose. *** Um. That was a little ominous. Not that strange as far as ss descriptions went, though. She knew they could be dramatic. Most were. But hadn''t there been another? *** Lust Reaper Evolution: 1 Passionate and insatiable, the lust reaper harvests the essence of her fixations, pleasuring them to grow stronger. *** Huh? Excuse her?! Pleasuring them?! Ruby swallowed as she digested those words. But what else had she been expecting for a ss called [Lust Reaper]? "What''d you get?" Ruby asked faintly. "[me Brawler]. Kinda offended it''s so straightforward." She crossed her arms, which did some things to her ¡­ assets ¡­ that Ruby tried not to pay attention to. Yang - NSFW [copse] Then sheughed. "Guess I''m simple, all things considered." She tilted her head at Ruby. "But no deflecting. What''d you get?" Her eyes flicked down to Ruby''s still-hard cock, which she tried to ignore. "Does it exin anything?" "Uh," Ruby said. "Yeah. I guess?" "Let''s hear it." The confidence in Yang''s voice managed to steady her somewhat. How could Yang be so unperturbed, even in these circumstances? She envied her; she really did. "[Reaper]," Ruby started. She repeated her ss''s description for Yang''s sake. Yang seemed confused when she finished. "And ¡­ there''s a second," Ruby said. "A second?" "A second ss." Yang stared nkly at her, and Ruby tittered at the expression. "Which is impossible," Ruby said. "I know. But there''s a second ss. I got two of them." "O¡­kay?" Steeling herself, Ruby repeated that one, too. Yang stared with even more disbelief. "And your semnces?" Yang somehow asked. Ruby had been so stunned by the ss descriptions she hadn''t even checked. She did so now. *** Petal Form Rank: F- Description: Enter a non-corporeal form where speed is massively increased. *** Neat. And useful. That one belonged to her regr [Reaper] ss. With apprehension, she checked the semnce to the weirder one. *** Dust Harvest Rank: F- Description: in enemies have an additional chance to drop special Dust. *** Ruby blinked. That wasn''t that weird. And certainly had nothing to do with ''pleasuring'' people. Though, special dust? That captured her attention. She hadn''t had the resources to fully pursue her hobby of weapon engineering, but even so, Dust was a big part of a huntress''s life; she knew the basics. Red, blue, yellow, and green. There were subinations too, but special Dust? What could that mean? "Rubes?" Ruby jolted back to awareness. "Um," she said, eyes flicking back toward her sister¡ªthen desperately trying to ignore her exposed breasts, stomach, and more. She kept forgetting Yang was naked, somehow. Each nce hit her like the first time. "I don''t even know where to start." "Just read it out to me." Ruby exined her first semnce, then her second. When she''d finished, lc eyes were locked disbelievingly to her. As was fair. Two sses¡ªit was impossible. Not to mention the weirdness of a ss called [Lust Reaper]. That would''ve been a hard sell even without everything else going on. Though maybe ''everything else going on'' was why Yang hesitated, then nodded slowly, epting her exnation without question. Then again, Yang also just trusted her. As Ruby did her. There wasn''t a thing in the world Yang could tell Ruby earnestly that she wouldn''t believe. She was her big sis, after all. "Okay," Yang said, dragging the word out. "Mine''s less¡­interesting. [Heating Up]. Guess I get stronger the more I get into a fight." Despite everything, Ruby found herself snorting. Yang? [me Brawler]? [Heating Up]? Everyone knew a person''s ss was a reflection of a person. Of course Yang had gotten a ss and semnce like that. She wasn''t surprised in the slightest. But, wait. What did that mean about Ruby''s [Lust Reaper] ss, then? She pointedly ignored the question. Yang rubbed her forehead. She looked toward the only exit of the stone cavern they''d spawned in. While some super weird things were happening, Ruby forced her brain to kick into gear. Maybe her ss¡ªsses¡ªhad caught her off guard, but they were still in a Rift, and in danger of lurking Grimm. She had to be on full alert, else her life, and Yang''s, was at risk. She was ashamed she''d lost control even for as long as she had. Even if it was excusable, considering¡­everything. The two of them sobered up, almost as one. "Does it mean anything?" Yang asked. "You having two sses? And¡­that?" Her purple eyes flicked down to Ruby''s crotch. To the addition she''d been trying her best to ignore. Which was a difficult task. Having a collection of new sensitive nerve endings, much less ones as eager as these, was hard to ''set aside.'' With heat rising on her face, Ruby forced her thoughts away for the third or hundredth time. She would figure out that worrying about it. "We''ll figure out what''s going on soon, I promise." Ruby wasn''t so sure, but her sister''s confidence, like always, was a salve. "Right," she said. "Well, seems like all there is to do is go forward." "Into the Rift," Yang agreed. She rolled her shoulders, then settled into a more-prepared stance. Ruby seriously envied how solid she could look, despite being naked and unarmed. Her posture suggested, somehow, that even if a fully trained huntsman were to charge her, her sister woulde out on top. She''s way too cool¡­ But after peering at the exit, Yang shook herself, as if changing her mind. "Actually," she said. "There''s not much semnce testing I can do, but you should. [Petal Form]. Try it out before we get into a fight." Ruby blinked in realization. Seeing how the Rift wasn''t forcing them deeper, they should take the opportunity to familiarize themselves with their semnces. In Yang''s case, she couldn''t, since it required activebat, and sounded straightforward anyway, but [Petal Form] was clearly something Ruby could call upon as needed¡ªand thus should be practiced. As she steadied her thoughts, she found herself growing excited. She''d gained a semnce! A magical ability that defined her path as a huntress. She''d been looking forward to this moment her entire life. She wouldn''t let a hot, naked sister and a throbbing cock get in her way. Her cock throbbed in agree¡ª [Petal Form]. Ruby concentrated on the ability. It allowed her to enter a non-corporeal form? Movement abilities were coveted amongst huntsman. While striking harder and faster was great too, outmaneuvering an opponent allowed a huntress''s skill to shine through. And Ruby was skilled. She had plenty of insecurities, but fighting? She could fight. Was weaker than many, sure, maybe even most, from a pure power standpoint, but she was fast, lithe, adept. Hence, maybe, why her ss''s manifestation took the shape it had. Like Yang''s [me Brawler] fit her, [Reaper] made intuitive sense to Ruby. Swift and deadly. Semnces weren''t supposed to be hard to activate. Focusing on the ability, Ruby summoned it to the forefront of her mind. And just like that, standing there in the dim cavern of the Rift, she activated her semnce. The world stilled. Yang''s curious expression froze¡ªall of Yang froze. The world distilled into a silent painting. Fascinated, Ruby stepped sideways. Lc eyes didn''t track her. She circled around her sister, then released her semnce. Repositioning had brought her a fresh perspective on her older sister''s body, which was a consequence Ruby hadn''t been considering. Yang - NSFW [copse] Yang jolted. In front of her, a burst of rose petals had appeared, floatingzily to the ground. Spinning, the blonde found her standing there. Ruby waved. "Whoa," Yang said. "Not just fast. But fast. That was instant." "Speedy," Ruby agreed. "Pretty cool." Ruby tested her semnce a few more times, but didn''t let herself go overboard. The ability had its limits: each fraction of a second spent in the form drained an internal resource. Seeing how she would need [Petal Form] for the uing fights, further testing would only hurt her. Besides, they couldn''t waste all day in the entrance chamber. It was time to head out into the Rift. To challenge their first Grimm. And maybe im their weapons and outfits? Because they''d been denied those; they should have gotten them upon entry. Of all the other strange happenings and impossibilities so far, not being given the gear they should''ve was low on the list¡ªbut still odd. And disappointing! Ruby wanted to know what her outfit and weapon would look like. She''d supposed to have been given them right then and there, the moment they stepped through the Rift. Instead, she''d gotten two sses. And a cock. So weird¡­ "Good to go?" Yang asked. "Guess so," Ruby replied. "Kinda unfair we don''t even get weapons. There''s gonna be Grimm, right?" "At this point? Who knows. Be ready for anything." After the events of the past few minutes? She was. Together, they ventured forward, bare feet against cold stone, tense and ready for a fight. 3. Slide 3. Slide A cave system was a prettymon environment for a Rift to manifest as. Technically, anything could show up inside a Rift, but it was far more likely for Grimm to reside in dark, underground ces than anywhere else. So when it came to that aspect of her and Yang''s first-time Rift, they were treading expected ground. Which Ruby appreciated. She could use some normalcy. About as soon as she had that thought, everything went off the rails again. One second they were creeping down a cave tunnel, Ruby trailing just behind Yang, and the next, the stone floor beneath them had folded downward, and they were falling. Too fast even to scream in surprise. The air-whistling descentsted a quarter second before Ruby hit a slope, and then they were sliding. A slick, thick, slimy liquid coated the stone surface, and while Ruby¡ªand Yang too, in her peripheral¡ªtried to turn around, orient, and get a grip on a rock outcropping or simr, they didn''t stand a chance. Not only was it a steep slope, perfectly smooth, but it was lubricated too. With¡­something? She had no clue what. Down they slid, tumbling left and right, spinning, and thoroughly covering themselves in the slimy fluid as they struggled to orient. Barely seconds passed before Ruby was drenched in the stuff, her entire naked body coated in a thinyer of lubricant. They elerated by the second, picking up enough speed Ruby lost track of herself and her surroundings, aura-enhanced senses or not. Then, abruptly, the trip came to an end. The tunnel had been funneling them downward. Either by the slide''s design or by coincidence, both she and Yang arrived at the same time, feet pointed downward¡ª ¡ªand mmed into a thin hole at the bottom. With her aura active, it didn''t hurt exactly, but they''d been going fast. They were shoved into the skinny pit,pacting all the way down in a tangle of slippery limbs, until their feet hit the ground. And then it was over. She and Yang were left standing there, in a thin cylindrical stone hole not remotely big enough to fit the two of them. ustrophobia would''ve attacked her, but there was an open hole above their heads, and they were aura-empowered huntresses-in-training. They would be able to get out. It would just be a bit awkward, crammed-in and lubricated like they were. Something other than escaping upied her attention though. Yang. Their closeness. As in, they were pushed together so tightly she didn''t think there was an inch of their skin that could be touching, that wasn''t. Ruby took mental stock of their positioning. They were both standing upright, facing each other. Yang''s breasts were shoved right atop Ruby''s, with her big sister being several inches taller. Their stomachs were flush. Ruby''s thigh, she was pretty sure, was between her sister''s legs. And likewise, Yang''s was between her own. All of that would have been flustering enough. But of course, a particr body part had been added to the mix, squishing against her sister, and that was a hundred times morepromising. Oh no, Ruby thought. Stay down. Don''t you dare. "The hell? What is this?" Yang asked, her shock over the extremely unexpected descent wearing off. She began to wiggle, trying to dislodge herself from their tight confines. "And what''s this shit all over us? What was that?" However it had happened, Ruby''s cock had ended up between their stomachs, standing upright¡ªbut at least soft. With Yang moving around? Wiggling her bumpy, slippery abs against Ruby''s sensitive cock? Shaking her breasts in her face, brushing nipples across her, and tickling her own as well? Ruby''s cock sprung up at record speed. Yang froze. The two of them stood in dead silence as they each felt, but couldn''t see¡ªnot with their breasts in the way¡ªas Ruby''s arousal made itself apparent. Twelve achingly hard inches of girlcock swelled thicker and thicker as blood pounded into it, her sister''s slippery abs ten times too tantalizing to ignore. It crawled higher, up and up, until its entire hot length was pulsing between their stomachs. Cradled in by two girls'' slippery, warm skin. "Uh," Yang said. "Ruby. Is¡­that you?" Ruby met wide lc eyes. She almost died on the spot. "Sorry," she squeaked. "I just¡ªyou were moving, and¡ª" "Hey. Rx. I''m not mad, I''m just¡­making sure there''s not a tentacle monster in here, or something." She forced out augh, but then swallowed. Despite ying it cool, Ruby could see she was flustered. How couldn''t she be? Even Yang had limits. Purple eyes flicked down, she couldn''t see anything, not with their boobs in the way. "Damn," she said. "That''s really all you? Feels¡­even bigger than it looks." Ruby had no clue how to reply to that statement. Yang coughed. "What I''m getting at," she tried again, "Is you definitely won''t be leaving any girlfriends unsatisfied." She cracked a grin. At Ruby''s continued red-faced mortification, Yang also blushed. "Right. Okay. Don''t make jokes about the dick," Yang said. "Just ignore it." She seemed to say it more to herself than Ruby. "Where are we?" Ruby asked, desperately focusing on the practical. Not on the fact her cock was pushing into Yang. "What is this ce?" "A trap? No clue. Traps aren''t even supposed to be a thing in Rifts. Much less whatever this is." She started to wiggle again, trying to get her arms up and out, with them trapped at her side. Which meant her sister''s tight, bumpy stomach started massaging Ruby again. Her cock slid against each ab, trapped between twoyers of hot and sticky skin. Pleasure arced through her with enough strength to make her hips thrust forwardpletely without intention. Ruby''s cock slid an inch higher up Yang''s stomach¡ªand with a lot more pressure. Her toes curled. Ruby''s thoughts went white at the sheer ecstasy. A low, keening moan escaped her lips. The two of them froze again. Terror shot through Ruby. She''d just¡­moaned. Because Yang''s stomach had been rubbing against her. Even worse, she''d thrust into Yang. She''d thrust her cock against her sister. What was wrong with her? Why was Yang''s body arousing her? That shouldn''t happen. They were family. "Well," Yang stammered. "Thanks for the vote of confidence. I do have a pretty banging bod. But, um, stay focused, Ruby." Her attempts to defuse the situation worked only halfway. That Yang was acting unperturbed¡ªeven if only semi-sessfully¡ªin a situation like this did a lot to help. But far from cured Ruby''s embarrassment. "Y-You''re not the one being rubbed into," Ruby struggled to defend herself. "Dunno about that. Your thighs are doing some work down there, pipsqueak. How about you, uh, stop squirming so much, yeah?" Ruby hadn''t realized she had been. She forced herself to still. Meanwhile, the fact she''d been pleasuring her sister with her thigh sent electric little jolts through her entire body. She became hyper-aware of her body''s positioning¡ªespecially of where her leg pressed between Yang''s legs. Her cock throbbed against Yang''s stomach. "Alright," Yang said. "We really don''t have a choice. I''m gonna have to get us unstuck. You can deal with that?" "Don''t have much choice," Ruby mumbled, red-faced, unable to meet her eyes. "Right. Just, uh, tell me if I need to stop. Wouldn''t want any¡­idents." Wouldn''t want her little sister cumming all over her, Ruby tranted in her head. She felt suddenly dizzy. "Here I go," Yang said. The movement began again. She was helpless to do anything as her sister worked herself free from the tunnel. Squirming right against her and around her, tits rubbing, abs teasing, pussy rocking back and forth along her thigh. Pleasure grew, edged on by guilt and embarrassment. Hot waves of bliss. Her cock grinded against Yang''s stomach, electric sparks flickering up and down her shaft. By the time Yang wrangled both of her arms up and above her, creating just an inch more space for the two of them, Ruby''s cock was threatening to burst, a warm feeling spreading through her stomach, both familiar and not. A new kind of encroaching climax. "S-Stop," Ruby gasped out. Yang stilled immediately. Ruby stood there, knees shaking, as her cock pulsed and throbbed and burned with heat. Pleasure ebbed at her vision. Yang said something, but it sounded like static. Ruby panted and gulped, whimpering in pleasure. They stayed that way, Ruby panting hot air, for a good minute or two. Finally, the stimtion lessened, her cock giving one final angry pulse before calming. Not growing soft, but not threatening to burst either. She let out a long, slow breath. "Uh," Yang said. "Better?" Ruby couldn''t look at her. "B-Better." "You next," Yang said. "Get your arms out. Then we can start to shuffle our way up. It''s slippery, but if we work together, we can force ourselves free." Getting her own arms out was much easier; Yang had broken the seal with her previous efforts. Having something to focus on made the sensations down low easier to ignore too. Soon enough, they were using the full extents of their aura-enhanced strength to find some tiny bit of friction against the wall. Thankfully, the stone here wasn''t as coated in whatever lubricant the slide had been covered with, so it wasn''t an impossible endeavor. Ruby made it up and out first. Silver eyes flicked around the darkness. The funnel-shape of the slide had been shaped in such a way to throw them into this cylindrical cavity, but there was more to it. It continued on. They hadn''t yet finished the slide downward. Ruby helped Yang out, and just when the blonde ced a knee against the slippery surface, their tenuous grip failed them. All there''d been to do was keep heading down, anyway. Once more, the two sisters tumbled and careened down a long, dark slide. It spat them out into a proper cavern, this time. They fell from the ceiling about nine feet, but with aura to protect them, the impact wasn''t pleasant, but not painful, either. And maybe because the universe wasughing at them, theirnding positions were extremely unfortunate. Ruby hit back-first, legs spread. Yang fell on top of her, face into Ruby''s stomach¡ªwhich meant breasts straight onto her cock. Blinking, the blonde looked up at Ruby. Yang/Ruby - NSFW! [copse] Yang hadnded in such a way that Ruby''s cock was sticking between her breasts. That sight¡­did some things to her. Seeing her older sisterying atop her, tits pressed into her lower stomach, twelve inches of already-aching girlcock piercing two soft pillows. And Yang''s lc eyes flicking between her face, her cock, and further down, where the slim, pale rod sprouted from between a soft embrace. Yang scrambled up and off her. "Sheesh," Yang said, face burning red as she waved her hand back and forth, forcing herself tough¡ªto break the tension with humor, like she always did. "That''s, uh, a coincidence and a half, ain''t it? My bad, Rubes." Coincidence? No, Ruby doubted that at this point. This Rift was definitely going to kill her. Just not in the usual way. Ruby didn''t scramble to her feet like her sister. The past few minutes had been too much. She''d been fighting too intense of pleasure for too long. She panted as she looked down her body. At her twitching cock. After rubbing all over her sister''s abs, and then being inside her tits, Ruby was even closer to exploding than when they''d been stuck in the hole. Waves of pleasure threatened to overwhelm her. Ruby - NSFW! [copse] "R-Ruby?" Rubyy there, cock twitching violently, a string of precum drooling down her shaft. The knowledge that her sister''s eyes were on her cock, watching it threaten toe undone, was its own aphrodisiac. Hot air escaped Ruby''s mouth in loud pants, the noise filling the otherwise silent cavern. Yang''s joking finally stopped. She stood there and watched with the deepest blush Ruby had ever seen. Somehow, somehow, Ruby forced herself not to finish. To not squirt her first load all over her own chest and face right in front of her sister, without even stimtion to make it happen. Her shame simply wouldn''t allow it. Though that shame had also been working to take her apart in the first ce. Swallowing, Ruby forced herself onto unsteady feet. "Um," Ruby said, pretending nothing had happened. "S-So. Where are we now?" 4. Weapons 4. Weapons Thankfully, Yang moved past the event with as much ease as Ruby had been hoping for. It really was incredible how well she could take something in stride. "Seems safe, at least," Yang said, looking around the new space they found themselves in. "And look. There''s water to wash off in." There was, in fact, a pool of water on one side of the rocky cavern. Yang''s statement served as a reminder of the state they were in. That they needed to clean themselves. The tumble down the slippery slope had left them thoroughly lubricated. In fact, it was kind of distracting¡ªYang was attractive enough without having every inch of her body oiled up. Ruby ran a finger down her stomach, scooping up some of the thick and shiny material. "What is this stuff, anyway?" "No clue. Just hope it''s not something gross." She brought her finger to her nose and sniffed. She''d anticipated the worst, but no vile stench hit her. "Smells like¡­nothing? That''s good, right?" Yang shrugged. Ruby finished taking in the rest of the cavern. Like their starting point, there was only one way out. Well, one viable way. The hole in the ceiling was inessible for obvious reasons. "We''ll be able toe back, if we need something to drink," Ruby said. "In an emergency." "True. Hopefully the Rift doesn''t go that long. That''s pretty rare." The two of them cleaned off. The weird substance was, thankfully, easy to wash away. The water was cold, but Ruby appreciated that. She needed to cool off. A few sshes of near-freezing water on her face warded away some growing, confusing feelings about her sister. And seeing how their nakedness was going nowhere, she needed as calm of a head as possible. Ruby, Yang - NSFW! [copse] When they were done, they took stock of their situation. "Guess we should watch for traps, going forward?" Yang asked. "Pretty sure there weren''t any warning signs. It was just a normal cave tunnel. Empty." She hadn''t been scrutinizing the walls and floor, but she had been paying attention. Sort of. Maybe she''d been a little distracted with everything going on. "Still," Yang grunted. "Assuming we don''t wanna take another tumble like that, should keep an eye out." Want to take another tumble? Well, different parts of Ruby were extremely conflicted on the topic of want, right now. For the second time that Rift, the two of them strode forward, heading deeper into theplex¡ªwith there not being much else to do. This time, she did scrutinize the walls, floor, and ceiling. They progressed forward without issue, though. Less than a minuteter, a new room opened, much like all the previous. Except this one had weapons. Two, in particr. One for her, one for Yang. When a first-timer huntress-in-training entered a Rift and gained a ss, they were supposed to receive their weapons and outfits immediately, which would be summonable whenever they needed them from that point onward. But that hadn''t happened for her and Yang. They''d taken a more circuitous path toward their reward, she guessed. And it doubly confirmed that the ''trap'' couldn''t have been avoidable. Because if they hadn''t fallen down it, then, what, they''d never have gotten their weapons? The first was a pair of what appeared to be metal armguards. Thick tes of golden-yellow metal wereyered atop one another, a dark ck outline streaking across the edges. Ruby couldn''t tell what they were right away, but the weapons looked high-tech. That was bing increasinglymon in the modern age. Huntresses manifested weapons from their soul, so it made sense their tools were progressing alongside the march of technology. Way back forever ago, huntress weapons were just swords and bows and other mundane implements. Now, they were mech-shifts, most of the time. Ruby drank in the sight of the weapon, her mind whirring at what it might do. Besides training to be a huntress, her biggest other hobby was weapons engineering. Yang would make fun of her for saying it, but when it came to meeting huntsmen, it was as often their weapons she liked to learn about than they themselves. Each one was amazing, no exceptions. She inspected the weapon, curious to have it identified. *** Ember Celica Type: Dual Ranged Shot Gauntlets Owner: Yang Xiao Long Evolution: 1 *** Gauntlets? Yeah, that was Yang. She''d gotten a [me Brawler] ss, after all. She''d always favored meleebat. Seemed like these things had some built-in ranged capabilities too? Being called ''shot gauntlets.'' Ruby couldn''t wait to see what they did. Then, of course, her eyes fell on the second weapon. The one that, by process of elimination, belonged to her. It was a scythe. A big one. At least seven feet long, with a thin ck shaft and a silver de. Red metal ting adorned the edges and parts of the shaft. It was, like Yang''s gauntlets, clearly a mech-shift. But what other functionality did it have? What would it turn into? *** Crescent Rose Type: High-Caliber Sniper-Scythe Owner: Ruby Rose Evolution: 1 *** Silver eyes widened in excitement. It transformed into a sniper rifle? That was¡­ That was so cool! Maybe it was fitting that the only thing that could truly distract Ruby from her bizarre circumstances, from her hot naked sister, were two weapons presented on pedestals. For a moment, Ruby forgot everything about her second ss and¡ªand her unexpected addition. She jogged over and wrapped her grip around Crescent Rose''s haft. Awed, she lifted the weapon from its resting spot, a second hand joining the first to steady it. Yang, meanwhile, had approached to slip her hands into her shot gauntlets. Ruby would gush over thoseter; right now, she was focused on her own. Crescent Rose was lighter than she looked, but still heavy. Aura made it a trivial matter to steady the de, even for someone as weak¡ªby huntsman standards¡ªas Ruby. She gave a test swing, and something felt right about it. Ruby had experience with all sorts of weapons, but she''d always liked Uncle Qrow''s scythe, Harbinger. Maybe that was why she''d gotten one of her own. But with extra functionality. Speaking of¡­ Ruby ran a keen eye across Crescent Rose''s mechanisms. In short order, she discovered how to transform the weapon into its sniper form. She made a few quick notes of its limitations. Could only load eight rounds at a time. Seeing how she was trapped in a Rift without a way to get more ammo, she''d want to save the shots that had initially manifested for important moments. Most of her engagements today, she would have to use Crescent Rose in her scythe form. While she itched to fire a test shot, to get a feel for how much power her ballistic mode had, Ruby wouldn''t be so wasteful. She would at least save testing for a Grimm. Transforming her weapon back into its original form, Ruby familiarized herself with the de. When she got her fill of dashing around and swinging, she nted the ck metal haft into the ground and turned to check out Yang. As expected, the yellow metal tes had unfolded to engulf her hands¡ªtransformed into full gauntlets from the simple armor rectangles they had started as. She was running through a series of martial arts maneuvers, sending out a hail of vicious punches and kicks. Yang was really something. One of the best fighters she''d ever known, hands down. Catching Ruby watching her, Yang turned and grinned. She tapped her gauntlets together in an enthusiastic disy, the metal nging. "Oh yeah," she said. "I''m gonna have fun with these." Her eyes turned to run up and down Crescent Rose. "You like yours?" "Like it? I love it!" Yang smirked. She hadn''t expected any other response. The two of them showed their weapons off to each other. It wasn''t entirely an indulgence; they were partners for this Rift and needed to know each other''sbat styles. It was pretty clear what their dynamic would be. Yang, the up-and-close brawler who stayed in the thick of things and kept the Grimm''s attention. Ruby, the swift reaper who struck when opportunity allowed it. And when she hunted through her next Rift, a ranged specialist too. She could only barely stop herself from wiggling side to side in excitement. Eventually, they ran out of things to say, and the conversation tapered off. "Where are our outfits, though?" Yang said. "Got the weapons, finally. But that''s only half of it." "Uh. Good point." In her excitement, she''d forgotten about the other half of their huntress-manifested gear. "Why''d it take our clothes, anyway?" Yang continued. "Why''s it forcing us to run around naked?" She frowned. "Our outfits better not be nothing. Imagine that. Every time we need to summon our weapon, it makes our clothes disappear. Nuh uh. Not a chance." Ruby paled at the possibility. "I don''t think that''s what''s going on," she hastily said. She threw her hands up in exasperation. "Not that I have any clue what is going on, so never mind." Yang grunted. The only way they would find answers would be by advancing through the Rift. As one, their eyes fell on the exit out. Seeing how they''d gotten their weapons, Ruby figured they were due a fight. Andpared to all the weirdness of before? Ruby was twice as eager for it as she would''ve been otherwise. Because fighting Grimm? That was a whole lot easier to deal with than being stuck in a pit with her naked sister wiggling against her cock. "Ready?" Yang asked. "Ready," Ruby said. They walked, Yang leading. The cave tunnel winded around for a few turns before opening into a second cavern, this one muchrger than any of the previous. A proper full arena, with huge stctites hanging from the ceiling. Sleeping in the center of the space, with an enormous canine skull resting on two equally big paws, was a beowolf. Their first Grimm, as expected. The beasty there, unaware of their presence. Grimm acted differently in Riftspared to on the surface. When Grimm broke free of these pocket dimensions¡ªwhich was what happened when Rifts weren''t handled in a timely manner, hence the urgency of the Association''s tracking of them¡ªthey would awaken with a supernatural ability to hunt down any nearby sapient life, and especially, they would hone in on negative emotions. But down here, they were just regr monsters. No more aware of she and Yang than they had been of it. Sight, smell, and hearing only. The wolf-monster''s midnight ck shadow flesh was covered in bright white bone ting and spikes. Each paw had a collection of long, sharp ws. A bone mask covered its face, and Ruby knew once its eyes opened, a pair of glowing red eyes would be revealed. Of course, there were no red markings on the beowolf''s body. This was an F-Rank rift, and likewise, an F-Rank Grimm. The coloring of a Grimm''s ting indicated the strength of the beast, where a few splotches of red meant an E-Rank, and a lot of splotches meant a D-Rank. That pattern followed for light and dark purple markings, with an S-Rank thered in dark purple. Those were capable of taking on whole teams of the most capable, highest-evolution Huntsmen of Remnant, and were genuine threats to humanity as a whole. A single S-Rank Grimm could massacre a city without huntsmen intervention. Even with huntsmen intervention, sometimes. Ruby and Yang shared a look. They didn''t risk waking the creature by speaking, thus giving up the element of surprise. They couldmunicate everything they needed with just a nce. This was what they''d been training for their entire life, after all. Yang moved first, Ruby following close behind, Crescent Rose wielded in her grasp. 5. Huntresses 5. Huntresses As far as Yang was concerned, the big hulking beowolf wasn''t an opponent: it was a punching bag. A convenient outlet to blow off steam. And, oh boy. After the past thirty minutes? Yang had a lot of steam to blow off. Ember Celica cradled her fists and forearms, a heavy reassuring weight. Much as she''d been ready to fight Grimm without a weapon, having one assuaged background doubts. She could win with the handicap, but she''d rather not have to try. It was life or death out here, after all. Oddly, she felt more naked now that she had something covering her body, however trivially. Kinda like socks. Everyone knew being naked with socks was like being double-naked. Having gloves¡ªor, mech-shift metal gauntlets, in her case¡ªfollowed the same logic. Yang led the charge. Bare feet padded against stone as she flew head-first toward the sleeping beowolf. Her n was simple: get there before it woke, and smash the stupid thing''s skull in. Simple ns were good ns. Unfortunately, Grimm weren''t dumb animals. They were barely real at all, monsters of nightmares d in shadow flesh. They didn''t operate on the same physicalws other animals did. Hearing Yang streak forward, both eyes shot open, revealing smoldering red sockets. Awake in an instant. No biological need to orient. It shot to its feet and turned. Not fast enough, though. A gauntleted fist crashed into the monster''s snout. Yang wrapped the full extent of her aura around herself, and empowered by Ember Celica''s metal ting and Dust-infused strength, her fist met bone with a crack. The impact reverberated through her frame, making her own teeth rattle. That was the sign of a good punch. Yang grinned,nded, and turned to face the Grimm, which had reeled back from the blow, shaking its skull in pain. Then she started to burn off steam. The fightsted about a minute. Yang wouldn''t know; she lost track of time. Punch. Kick. Somersault. Barely dodge a snarling, gnashing mouth filled with razor-sharp teeth. The usual. Not that it was actually the usual. Yang had only been in a few fights with Grimm, and only under the supervision of experienced huntsmen. This was her first real fight¡ªas in, no safety. But that only made it more exciting. Ruby stole the finishing blow, which, if it''d been anyone other than her little sis, she would''ve been annoyed by. And at least it was stylish. That scythe of hers was a real monster. Not the only weapon of hers that was a real monster. Yang. Yang, don''t make puns about your little sister''s cock. Not even in your head. The beowolf hit the floor, leaking shadows¡ªits version of blood¡ªfrom too many ces. The creatures didn''t have anything resembling biology inside them, but enough wounds would mean fatigue then death. Was one of the more reliable ways to kill the nasty buggers, since even a decapitation was no guarantee. No brain or spine to cut. Though, strikes in those ces did seem to do more damage. Grimm were weird. Ruby padded over to Yang, grinning at her performance, and turned to watch the Grimm evaporate. Yang couldn''t help but return her own smile. The girl''s attitude was infectious. If Ruby smiled, Yang smiled. Simple as that. She ced a gauntleted hand on Ruby''s head. Ruby slouched forward, gave her The Eye, then resigned herself to letting it happen. She was more interested in watching the Grimm die, anyway, than protesting the sisterly sign of affection. When thest of the shadows had dissipated, both of them scrutinized the floor beneath it. "Aw. No Dust." Indeed, Yang saw that the floor was barren. Grimm had a chance to drop shards of one of the four primary Dust types, but they didn''t appear every time, only semi-frequently. "Good thing it didn''t," Yang grunted with amusement. "Where would we put it?" To herself, she added, up our asses? She tried to keep the cruder jokes to herself. Young and impressionable minds, and all that. "Up our butts?" Ruby suggested. Yang raised her eyebrows at her sister, whose face scorched a brilliant red. "I-I don''t know why I said that," she stammered. "Was just a joke!" Ruby wiggled away to extricate herself from Yang''s hand, which had stayed sitting on her head. "Let''s keep going. That was fun." Yang broke into a grin. It had been fun. "Also," Ruby said, her brow scrunching down. "Are your eyes¡ª?" She took a step closer, then another, peering into Yang''s face. Yang wasn''t an easy girl to fluster, but Ruby was way too innocent and unaware. They were naked, yeah? She really ought not to crowd so close they were nearly touching. So close her thing was nearly touching Yang''s. "Your eyes are darker." "They are?" "Definitely," Ruby said. "Part of your semnce?" "Oh. [Heating Up]?" She had felt the semnce''s effect on her the longer the fight went on. Hadn''tsted long enough for it to really get going, though. One beowolf. Too easy. "Neat," Ruby said, studying her one more second before backing off. "Wonder how dark they''ll get." Yang shrugged. Without further ado, the two sisters set back off into the Rift. Yang appreciated the distraction. Her thoughts had been jumbled up by the very strange events preceding the Grimm encounter. More than she''d been letting on to Ruby. A lot more. Because what the hell. Why did her sister have a cock? Why did her sister have a cock like that? Like, damn, it was at least a foot long! And proportionally thick! Now, Yang was less experienced than she pretended to Ruby, but she knew how big cocks were supposed to get. Sure as fuck not as big as her forearm. Did girls just do it better? And damn it, why did seeing twelve solid inches of girlcock sprouting from between her little sister''s thighs do something to her? What was wrong with her, to have those thoughts about Ruby? At least she wasn''t alone in those reactions. And Ruby didn''t even get to hide her thoughts inside her own head. Any time she had the slightest inappropriate thought, that thing went rocketing back up. Yang pretended not to see. Though even Ruby, oblivious as she could be, had to know Yang very much did. It was a third fucking leg. But Ruby''s own reactions were understandable; for some unexined reason, she was dealing with a new organ. And they were both naked. Only reasonable she would sprout a few erections. And sure, it was Yang''s body causing them¡ªa realization that made her feel distinctly hot inside¡ªbut Yang firmly believed it wasn''t Ruby''s fault. Much less the previous shenanigans, being thered up in lubricant and forced to wiggle around against each other. That had riled Yang up, much less Ruby, who was dealing with something new. Yang had no such excuses, though. She was working with all the same equipment. And yet, she was feeling this way. The next Grimm encounter arrived, and blessedly Yang''s thoughts were again put to rest. She devoted herself to the fight, wiping away less appropriate contemtions. Blowing off steam. This Grimm didn''t drop any Dust either. Nor did the next one, or the next one¡ªwhich Yang was pretty sure meant something weird was going on. Ruby had gotten a skill that said in enemies would have a chance to drop ''special Dust.'' Was that affecting regr Dust drops? Or was something else going on? With how this Rift had started, it could be anything. She didn''t particrly want to carry around a bunch of Dust crystals anyway. They were worth good money, but Yang was more worried about getting out of the Rift in one piece. She enjoyed the opportunity to flex her muscles, get a good workout in. Ember Celica integrated into her style with shocking speed. Which was fair; Yang had always preferred hand to handbat, and her gauntlets just made her hit harder. There was a shotgun functionality inside each gauntlet as well, but she was saving those for important moments, as much as she itched to test them. Next Rift, she''de in with a proper supply of ammunition. Eventually, even she started to run out of steam to blow off. As weird as the Rift had started, it seemed they had entered ''the regr part.'' Fight after fight passed, with both of them growing more familiar with their weapons¡ªbut starting to wear out. The Rift had opened in the evening, after Yang and Ruby had already been sparring; and their training routines weren''tx either. They hadn''te into this dark, Grimm-infested cave fresh and ready to exert themselves all day. In short, Yang was getting tired, and so was Ruby. Hungry too. Thankfully there''d been several pockets of water, so that basic need was taken care of. Food might show up. Rifts could generate anything. Even if it didn''t, worst-case scenario, they could go a full day without eating¡ªespecially as huntresses with aura to rely on. Wouldn''t be fun though. "There''ll be a safe room soon enough," Yang said, wiping her forehead clear of sweat as she watched yet another Grimm evaporate into tendrils of ck smoke. What number had this one been? Twenty-five? Twenty-six? "It''s going long," Ruby said, rolling a sore shoulder. That huge scythe of hers was unwieldy, and Ruby had never been the strongestbatant to begin with, not by raw power. Her talentsy elsewhere. The girl moved like the wind. Even before [Petal Form] had showed up and turned that phrase literal. "I thought first-timer Rifts were supposed to be short on average." "At least it''s being weird in the normal way." She would take an oddly long first-timer Rift over the craziness of the first half hour. Nothing like that had shown up since then. "Let''s keep pushing. I can feel it, the safe room is close." Funny enough, Yang was right. Safe rooms were ces for huntresses to rest without risk of being bothered. They only spawned inrge Rifts, the ones that took more than a day to clear. Some of these hugeplexes couldst as long as several weeks, though those were absurdly rare, even for higher-evolution huntresses. They took a variety of shapes, but were always easy to recognize, standing out from the rest of the surroundings, so huntresses wouldn''t miss them. Why did Rifts work that way? No clue. She was pretty sure she remembered something about ''memory resonances,'' ''soul echoing,'' and all kinds of crazy theories, but Ruby was the one who paid attention in ss, not Yang. This one showed up as a metal door embedded straight into a cavern wall. A simple handle was on it. Hopefully a lock on the inside too, though she doubted any wandering Grimm would be turning a handle to sneak in, even if there wasn''t. "There it is," Yang crowed. "Did I call it, or did I call it?" Swinging the door open, her enthusiasm faded. She stared nkly at the interior. "Um," Ruby said. "It''s really small." Captain Obvious had once againe to the rescue. The ''safe room'' was more of a ''safe closet.'' Tall enough to walk inside, but depth wise? Few feet. Long enough toy down in, sure, but¡­ "Oh," Ruby said, realizing the implication several seconds after Yang, who had understood immediately. "Wait, how are we gonna sleep, if it''s so small?" Yang stared down at the tiny space. "Very tightly," she said dryly. Seriously. What was with this Rift and shoving them into itty bitty spaces? Sleeping all squeezed in with her naked little sister was definitely not going to cause any problems. Especially with that thing between her legs. And how much Ruby moved around when asleep. Touchy girl. Honestly, Yang was also cuddly when knocked out. No siree. They''d be getting through this night totally without issue. Big Sister Guarantee. 6. Carried Away 6. Carried Away The safe room was just barely wide enough to sleep shoulder-to-shoulder, so at least they wouldn''t have to spoon all night. Not that Yang would''ve hated ying big spoon to Ruby, but considering their nudity and the events of the day¡ªparticrly that bit in the hole, with Ruby rubbing her cock against her stomach¡ªthe less touching skin between them, the better. There was a lock inside the room, which meant a safe, uninterrupted night''s sleep. The only question was how long it would take to knock out when Ruby wasying on her back right next to her, twelve inches of cock proudly on disy. Surprisingly, unconsciousness came easy. She''d wrung herself dry, both aura and muscles. Bone-deep exhaustion was a great way to put a person to sleep. Some timeter¡ªprobably a few hours¡ªYang was woken for a reason she didn''t immediately ce. It took her a second to recognize what had stirred her as she blearily blinked her eyes open. Something was poking into her leg. Specifically, something thick, hot, and round was poking at the back of her thigh. Yang''s mind went nk. Worse¡ªor better?¡ªthat wasn''t the only thing she became aware of. While she''d been asleep, she and Ruby had repositioned from their shoulder-to-shoulder, on-their-backs orientation. Now, Yang was turned over on her side, facing the door. From how Ruby''s arms were wrapped around her stomach, cuddle-bugging into her, Yang had ended up the little spoon rather than the other way around. Which, of course, made the hot, blunt thing bumping between her thighs¡­ Her little sister''s cock. And it wasn''t a gentle poke. Not just brushing against her. Ruby''s hips were wiggling around. In fact, as Yang''s melting-down brain was realizing this, the movements became even more than just ''nudging.'' Ruby pushed her hips forward with force, and, with both Yang''s thighs and Ruby''s tip lubricated by precum, she finally seeded in her goal: she slid between Yang''s thighs, cockhead popping through the other side. Behind her, Ruby let out a little moan of delight. Ruby¡­ Was fucking her thighs? Yang had woken up to her little sister fucking her thighs? There were a lot of reasons Yang''s brain simply stopped working. Not least was the visual, looking down her body to see several inches of cock sprouting from between her legs. And not just sitting there, staying still, but moving. Even as Yang failed to understand what she was looking at, it pulled back, disappearing into soft skin, before pushing back out¡ªa soft, slow, gentle impact on her ass joining its reemergence. Yang never thought she would know what it felt like to have Ruby thrusting into her, but here she was. Feeling that. Experiencing her sister fucking her. She froze, incapable of thinking, much less moving, as Ruby picked up speed. She was going slow¡ªvery slow. But each thrust had her cock working higher up. Closer and closer to something dangerous. Until her next thrust had her cock rubbing straight against Yang''s pussy. Ruby let out a shaky breath into her ear. Yang stared down her body, disbelieving, at the glistening member resting against her pussy. Now wet. Lubricated with more than just precum. Because she was wet. Wet for her little sister''s cock, and she''d gotten it nice and slippery to make the thrusting even easier. Which Ruby took advantage of. In and out. In and out. Each motion apanied with a soft¡ªbut growing louder¡ªp against Yang''s ass. And not just that, but Ruby''s hands started to creep up from where they were hugged around her stomach. Without an ounce of hesitation, Ruby grabbed her tits and squeezed, moaning. What the hell was happening? Yang snapped herself out of the shock, and other seizing emotions that definitely weren''t shock. She looked over her shoulder. Only to see¡­ That Ruby''s eyes were closed. Holy shit. She was sleeping?! Ruby hadn''t decided to use Yang''s body as a ything overnight, to wake her up with a surprise cock between her legs, she was just¡­ Sleep-fucking? That made sense, ridiculous as it was. If Ruby tried to fuck her, then¡ª Well, first off, she wouldn''t try to fuck her, because they were sisters. But if she did, it sure as hell wouldn''t be like this. With Ruby just deciding to while she was sleeping. Again, not that Ruby would ever try to fuck her. Under any circumstances. But if she did, it would be more romantic and consensual than that. The realization that it was an ident changed nothing. Ruby''s hands were still groping her from behind. She was still thrusting between her thighs, and by the sounds of herbored breathing, getting closer and closer to the edge. Who the hell sleep-fucked? Just what kind of libido was Ruby dealing with? The constant erections made more sense now. Maybe Yang had been a bad big sister for ignoring what Ruby was going through. Just, what was she supposed to say, when it came to these bizarre circumstances? She sure as hell didn''t have much advice to give on how to handle a cock. She''d never had one. Didn''t matter. Yang had to do something about this. So why was she just lying there and letting it happen? Why did she stay frozen and let Ruby have her way with her? Probably because, holy shit, Ruby''s cock felt good. It burned a pulsing, throbbing heat in between her thighs, and each stroke rubbed a hard, veiny mass along Yang''s pussy, making her entire stomach clench, clit tingling with a fire she''d never experienced. Spoiler [copse] To think if Ruby were to take just a slightly different angle¡­ or even if Yang were to reposition just a bit¡­ her next stroke forward might end up with Ruby''s cock going somewhere it wasn''t meant to. Easy as that, it could happen. For the first time, Yang wondered what Ruby would feel like inside her. That massive cock stuffed deep into her pussy, stretching her wide, reaching where nothing had reached before. Why was it the hottest thing she''d ever imagined? Why did her pussy clench at the thought of her little sister inside her? S-She had to stop thinking about this. It was wrong. It was Ruby. Swallowing thickly, she forced herself to move. She couldn''t just let Ruby use her thighs topletion, as easy as it would be to lie there and pretend she could be absolved of responsibility, since ''she wasn''t actually doing anything.'' Reluctantly, though she would never admit reluctance, Yang wiggled forward, pushing back with one hand on Ruby''s stomach to slide her away. Ruby whined at being denied, a frustrated pout instantly appearing on her face, but somehow staying asleep. Her hands grasped to pull Yang back in, but she firmly stopped her. At the less-gentle touching, Ruby''s expression morphed¡ªclearing, then changing to confusion. Her wiggling-around stopped, and her eyes blinked open. Yang was lying on her back by then, and so was Ruby. Back to their original positions. Ruby was breathing hard. So was Yang, she realized. Silver eyes met Yang''s. Then they flicked down to her erect cock. Ruby''s glistening, lubricated cock. Wow. Had that all been Yang? Enough to fully coat her like that? She must have been even wetter than she''d realized. Ruby''s reaction wasn''t what Yang would''ve expected. Not instant, red faced stammering as she tried toe up with an excuse. Instead, her mouth fell open, and she started to pant. Her cock twitched, once, hard. Then a second time. A droplet of prended on Yang''s leg. That damn thing had some power in it. A tool meant for a proper breeding. A¡­tool meant for a proper breeding? Please never think that again. "Y-Yang," Ruby said. "It¡­it feels really hot, right now." She bit her lip and groaned, her hips wiggling side to side, making it bounce around. To be fair, Ruby had just been interrupted from an indulgent thigh-fucking session. Ruby didn''t seem to have realized that, but her body''s frustration, at least, had gone nowhere. Her arousal had leaked into her head too deeply to ignore. Ruby wasn''t even being Ruby,pletely shameless in that moment. "Yeah," Yang said, trying to maintain her cool. "Woke me up by poking it into me, you know." "D-Did I?" Ruby didn''t seem to recognize what Yang had said, not right away. It took several seconds to digest, before she blinked and faced Yang. "Wait, I¡ª?" "It''s fine," Yang hastily said. "But, uh. Brings up a good point. I think you should take care of it." She shrugged, over-casual. "Not healthy to ignore your needs, right?" And if she did, Yang might wake up to a different sort of sleep-fucking. One much more dangerous than just her thighs. "What?" "You know," Yang said. She mimed a crude gesture. "Take care of it. Else you''re gonna keep getting more pent up." She wasn''t sure how she could talk about this with a straight face. Doubly so when there was a hot pulsing down between her legs, her own frustration from having pushed Ruby off her. Fuck, had she really needed to interrupt Ruby? She could''ve justid there and let it happen. "You¡­you want me to¡ª?" Ruby asked. "To¡ª?" She mimed the same jerking off motion, silver eyes wide. "Someone''s gotta. And I assume you''re not volunteering me," Yang joked. Ruby''s eyes widened even further. Maybe Yang shouldn''t be joking about jerking her little sister off. Especially in the hot and muddled state Ruby was in. Hell, that both of them were in. Yang was just better at ying it off. "Pressure''s building, and you gotta release it," Yang continued. "Simple. So go ahead. No big deal. We''re in a weird situation, and it''s gotta be dealt with. It''s just me, don''t worry about it. No judgment." Yang would''ve thought Ruby would protest. But again, she had underestimated the hazy condition Ruby was in. She held Yang''s eyes briefly, then looked down her body¡ªstill lying on her back, not having moved much. Her hand went to her cock. H-Holy shit. Yang had intended to offer to turn around, and for them to each take one half of the tiny room to themselves. Give Ruby some small amount of privacy. Maybe even head out into the dungeon, if she seemed ufortable. But nope. Ruby needed relief too badly. Right in front of Yang, she reached out and gripped that big, fat cock of hers. Her eyes fluttered closed and a groan of satisfaction wrenched from her lips. She started to stroke. Up and down. Grip traveling in a slow, exploratory manner, hips arching the slightest bit as her hand reached her apex. Then went back down. Already worked up from using Yang''s thighs¡ªeven if she didn''t remember it¡ªRuby''s movements grew faster with mounting desperation. Thick, wet sounds filled the air as her fingers, thanks to the lubrication, slid easily up and down her cock. Thanks to Yang''s lubrication. She was using Yang''s wetness to jerk herself off. That realization hit her like a wrecking ball. All at once, her core went from simply throbbing to outright on fire. Spoiler [copse] She''d never felt so hot and sensitive. Every breath fanned her arousal higher, the air sweltering and cloying around her. Swallowing thickly, Yang tried to look away, but couldn''t. The slick sounds of Ruby jerking off continued, a constant, lewd staple in the air. Her little sister''s breathing grew heavier, panting loudly. Her hand moved faster. A second joined it. And even that wasn''t enough to cover its ridiculous length. Ruby''s hips started to buck against her fists, movements growing frantic. Yang''s entire body willed her to crawl forward, to take over the task. A good big sister would help Ruby navigate this, right? But no, Yang wasn''t that far gone. She knew how wrong that idea was. As hot as she felt, and as much as her stomach was clenching, Ruby was still family. Her sister. Her little sister. Yang''s brain scrambled for a rationalization. It wasn''t that she was lusting over Ruby. Just that big, fat cock of hers. That gorgeous veiny bitchbreaker that would tear her in half in the best way possible. Bring her pleasure in a way she''d never experienced. But not Ruby herself. Nope. Not at all. Yang wrenched her thoughts back into order. She had to stop thinking about it. But seeing how she couldn''t tear her eyes away, that wasn''t going to happen. As Ruby''s hand sped up, her flush deepened. Yang''s eyes drifted to the expression on her little sister''s face. The raw lust there. Her mouth was open, and she panted with every movement. Not just that, but her thighs were spreading bit by bit further apart. More lewd, more brazen. Not for her audience. Just for her own pleasure. Her own satisfaction. She pumped her hips vigorously, thrusting into her fists as much as she was jerking herself off, now. She was getting close. Her breasts shook with the eager motions as she rocketed toward her peak. Did Ruby even know what a sight she made? Probably not, lost in her haze of pleasure. But that locked-in, single-minded lust on her face conveyed how good it must feel. Up and down. Up and down. Over and over. And, finally, with onest frantic increase in pace, Ruby''s entire body tensed, and she came. Her back arched as her hands jerked rapidly along her length, stroking herself with a desperation Yang had never seen. Milking her hard-earned reward out. Her cock twitched again and again. Every thrust of her hips up, warm ropes sprayed from her cock. Those strands flew through the air in random directions with how jerkily she was stroking herself. Only then did Yang realize there would be consequences to cumming wildly inside a confined space. Spurt after spurt, Ruby''s orgasm kept going. She milked herself out all over herself, her surroundings, and, of course, Yang. Copsing on the ground, Ruby breathed out a long, low moan, melting into a blissful rxation. Yang, still frozen, feeling ropes of Ruby''s hot cum over her face, tits, stomach, and legs,y there with wide eyes¡ªas Ruby, exhausted from her first cock orgasm, fell asleep right then and there, without a word ofmentary. Spoiler [copse] Well. It looked like she would be finishing the night with her little sister''s cum all over her. She¡­couldn''t say it was the worst fate in the world. The ache between her legs, which she had to ignore? That, though, was up there. Because there was no way she would be finishing herself off. That would be admitting how aroused she was by her little sister''s disy. And she most definitely, certainly, absolutely, was not. 7. Augment 7. Augment Ruby woke the next morning to a musky smell. A confusingly potent aroma filled the small space, and, blinking sleep out of her eyes, she leaned up and peered around, orienting herself to her surroundings. Seeing the tiny safe room,st night''s events crashed into her. Wait. Wait. That had been a dream, right? She hadn''t actually jerked off right in front of Yang? Then finished all over them both, and promptly passed out from sheer relief and bliss? Ruby looked around and confirmed that was definitely what had happened. Oh, dear. Probably having felt Ruby stir while waking, Yang followed into the realm of the living. Stretching limbs wide and her eyes opening, she turned and faced Ruby. She could see the moment Yang''s memories ofst night returned. The way she froze. How her eyes flicked across Ruby''s body, then down at herself. How her nose twitched as she sniffed the musky scent in the air. There was a brief silence as Yang stared at her with wide eyes, still lying down on her side, frozen halfway through a stretch. She sat up and finished loosening her muscles. "Morning, Rubes," she said with a yawn. "Ready to kick more Grimm butt?" Ruby blinked. So, they were going to ignore everything? Well¡­ Great idea. Ruby agreed with the n wholeheartedly. What was there to say, anyway, about identally cumming on her sister? ''Sorry''? She didn''t think that would cut it. They got up, donned their weapons, cautiously went through the safe room door, and saw the coast was clear. They retraced their steps to the nearest pool of water, which were infrequently dotted throughout the cave system. Neither of themmented on why they had chosen to do so without conversation. No need to state aloud that it was because Ruby''s cum was all over both of them. Absolutely no need whatsoever. Afterward, they returned to their hunting. That provided a salve on Ruby''s anxious thoughts. It was much easier to focus on snarling Grimm than how her sister had seen her jerk off, then taken an idental hot load across her chest and face. And then went to bed with it still there??? Why had she done that anyway? It didn''t even seem like she''d made much of an effort to wipe it all off with her hands, and that would''ve been the minimum. Yang could''ve woken Ruby and insisted they went to take a bath, as a more involved task that would have been reasonable. She''d probably just forgotten? Or maybe had been too tired, and fallen asleep instantly just like Ruby had? She didn''t think too hard about it. As they continued through the Rift, Ruby''s incredulity grew¡ªwhy was it so Most first-timer Rifts were supposed to be a handful of Grimm encounters. And even those could cause problems depending on the team that had gone in. It was only because she and Yang were¡­not to sound arrogant or anything¡­pretty good at what they did, that they kept forging forward without serious injuries. Each encounter was, at least, simple enough. Low tier Grimm. No spots of red on their bone ting, so the bottom of F-Tier each. But quantity had a quality of its own. After so many fights the day prior, plus not having found any food, Ruby was wearing out. Aura kept them hearty, but even that wouldn''tst forever. Those worries were cut off, temporarily, by a reward room that came somewhere around Grimm-Number-Forty. "Oh, shit," Yang said. "Is that what I think it is?" It was. When it came to profits imed from Rifts, there were a number of prizes to be found. Dust, to name one¡ªthe most consistently dropped. In normal circumstances, at least. They hadn''t gotten a single crystal yet, which was extremely odd. There was also experience. Not just in the literal sense, honing their abilities as huntresses, but also working toward a higher evolution. After enough fighting, huntsmen leveled up, and upon that movement in progression, they would receive a new semnce to go alongside the natural bonuses that came with a bump up in evolution: strength, speed, constitution, and so on. There were also augments. Ruby approached the pedestal. Like the ones holding their weapons, they were simple carved stone, colored as if hewn from the rock around them. Atopy a gemstone the size of her fist. Bright red¡ªa ruby. She delicately picked up their hard-earned reward, resting it on her palm and mentally inspecting the item as she did so. At the same time, she offered it toward Yang so she could take a look. *** Augment: Offensive Power Rarity: Common Effect: Increases a weapon''s offensive power. *** Technically speaking, the augment was one of the least impressive that a huntress could find. But that didn''t make it bad. All augments were good. "Oh, wow," Yang said. "Nice. An augment in our first Rift." She snorted. "I mean, it is a stupid big Rift, so it''s about time. But still. Nice." Offensive Power was the most sought-aftermon augment. Because duh. A weapon could only take in so many augments per evolution, and its augments determined the shape the weapon would take. Its specialties and function. And weapons were obviously meant to be strong offensively, so it was amon decision to slot in Offensive Power augments. Though that wasn''t universal. Not every huntsman focused on their ability to do damage. Some were utility or defensive focused. Ruby and Yang looked at each other. "You can have it," they said at the same time. They paused. Yangughed. Ruby opened her mouth to insist, but Yang spoke over her. "Seriously," Yang said. "You''re the [Reaper], aren''t you? Damage is nice on anyone, but more on you than me." Ruby worried at her lip. To be honest, she agreed with Yang''s assessment. But a part of her demanded she offer the reward to her big sister. Yang deserved it. Yang deserved everything! "I think you should take it," Ruby said, though she didn''t have any logical argument¡ªbecause yeah, the damage-focused scythe wielder should have it,pared to the brawler. Yangughed. She ruffled Ruby''s hair, which she shrank away from and pouted at. "Nope," Yang said. "I''ll chuck it into the water if you give it to me. Put it in Crescent Rose." Ruby hesitated¡ªgenuinely hesitated, despite that it was the obvious choice¡ªbefore reluctantly settling Crescent Rose against the stone plinth that had held the gem. Gripping the square-cut crystal in one hand, she pressed it against her scythe''s haft. *** Apply [Augment: Offensive Power] to [Crescent Rose]? *** With the mental request came a tugging at her mind¡ªa suggested linking between the gem and Crescent Rose. She assented, and the crystal shuddered in her hand, before melting into light and being absorbed into the weapon. A red glow suffused the outline of the scythe, before fading. *** Crescent Rose: [1/3] augments applied. *** One third of the way to second evolution¡ªwhich was one of the primary paths to getting stronger as a huntress. The other major ones being, evolution and semnces, alongside aura. And, of course, the mundane one: raw experience. Skill of a human sort. The importance of which couldn''t be overstated. As much as power mattered, having the brain to use it, alongside a well-honed body, could be the decider in any given fight. "There we go," Ruby murmured, looking at Crescent Rose. "Did it." Nothing had changed, really, though Ruby scoured the surface of the scythe with her eyes anyway. Weapons didn''t modify their physical forms until an actual evolution urred, and even then, the changes weren''t usually significant. She would have to slot two more augments in before Crescent Rose would be a candidate for evolution, and sometimes weapons could be stubborn even when their sockets had been filled. They evolved when they felt like it, with saturated augments merely being a prerequisite. Common knowledge was that the weapon would wait until it thought its huntress had reached an adequate level of skill, but that was just a theory. Most weapons would always advance if they were an evolution lower than their owner if all augment slots were filled. And on the opposite side, it happened plenty of times that a weapon would evolve above a huntress''s current rank too. It depended on a lot of factors, not all of which were clear. Either way, Crescent Rose had gotten stronger¡ªvia offensive power in specific, as the gem indicated¡ªand was one step closer to being ready for evolution. Ruby was practically giddy with excitement, vibrating in ce. How much sharper would her de be now? How much more cleanly would she cut through a Grimm? Not by a small amount. Augments were less potent than evolutions, but they were apparent. She couldn''t wait to test it out. "What''s your n, anyway?" Yang asked. "Full offense? Which augments do you want?" Ruby''s brief reverie, silver eyes running across her weapon, broke. She blinked as she faced her sister and considered the question. "Um," Ruby said. "I mean, probably whatever''s avable." "Fair," Yangughed. "But assuming you have a choice." Augments were hard to procure. They couldn''t be merely traded; they bound to the party delving the Rift, and vanished upon leaving if unused. So most huntresses applied augments to their weapons as they received them, even if they weren''t optimal. The best huntsmen, of course, could clear Rifts with such efficiency that they could leave behind augments if they didn''t fit their style. Ruby hoped to be that amazing of a huntress, but also knew she should be smart about things¡ªturning down an augment could be a horrible idea. None of them were bad, just varying levels of great. "I guess¡­one offensive per evolution, for sure." That was amon strategy for huntresses focusing on damage. "But I also need to worry about her other form. No ammo now, but I''m sure sniper form will be a big part of my style." Ruby chewed on her lip. "Something like piercing power, range increase, elemental effects. Who knows?" Yang nodded. "I''d take a defensive augment, if one popped up. Seems like it''d synergize with how I power up the longer a fight goes on." "If we find one, it''s yours," Ruby chirped. That was a given. Ruby had gotten the first augment, so Yang got the second. But, admittedly, the odds were low Yang would get exactly what she wanted. Augments took all kinds of shapes. Even among themons, defensives were rarer than offensive power, since weapons were naturally inclined to¡ªwell, attacking. "Ready to keep going?" Yang asked. "Wanna see you put that puppy to use." Ruby was eager to as well. The next Grimm, she acquainted herself to Crescent Rose''s new strength. As expected of the generalist ''Offensive Power'' augment, all forms of attacks had grown stronger. Even bludgeoning, she knew, though Ruby wasn''t running around smacking Grimm with the haft of her scythe. That would be rather silly. But the extra firepower was hugely appreciated. Even cooler, it would carry over to her sniper-rifle form, which she was continuouslymenting she couldn''t properly test. She''d used one bullet so far, just to get a feel for it. It had been as amazing as expected, with a serious kick-back when fired. But with limited ammo, she wanted to save it for the final room of the Rift, which was always the hardest. Ruby had expected this most recent Grimm to be routine, the same as the dozens prior¡ªsimply a test dummy for experimenting with Crescent Rose. But something broke the routine. Because the Grimm dropped Dust. And not one of the four primary types, as Grimm should. Instead of being red, green, yellow, or blue, when the ck smoke of the Grimm''s body finished dissipating, the crystal revealed on the floor was¡­ Pink. A Pink Dust crystal? What in the world was Pink Dust? 8. Pink Dust 8. Pink Dust *** Pink Dust Tier: 1 Description: A potent, primordial form of Dust, best used as an additive to enhance the effects of other Dust mixtures. *** "Uh," Ruby said. Strangely, she could inspect the strange crystal. Most Dust was considered a regr item¡ªwhen focusing her attention on it, no magical information would be deposited into her head, like with weapons, augments, concepts, and other items found inside Rifts. "An additive?" Yang said, perplexed. "So, like, you''re supposed to stir it in with other Dust?" "Seems like it?" Ruby said, equally as befuddled. "I''ve never heard of something like that." Usually for Dust to get stronger, it needed to be refined¡ªwhich organizations like the Schnee Dust Company handled¡ªor dropped from higher-evolution Grimm. "Didn''t you say your bullets came with screw caps?" Yang asked. Ruby blinked in realization. "Oh," she said. "They did. This is probably why, huh?" Most bullets were manufactured with a sealed payload for obvious reasons. Ruby''s, however, hade with caps that could be unscrewed¡ªwhich meant the Dust inside could be modified or swapped out, assuming she had materials on hand. It had been unusual for Crescent Rose''s initial ammunition to have screw caps, but not so weird Ruby had paid particr attention to it. She, of course, had no delusions that it had been a random quirk, now. Crescent Rose had manifested in that way so she would be able to mix in Pink Dust. "What''s it do, though?" Ruby asked. "There''s no way it just makes the mixture stronger. I mean, this has to be the special dust my semnce mentioned. From [Lust Reaper]. So it does something more than just enhance it." Yang shrugged. "Who knows? Let''s find out. Besides, even if it does something weird, you can''t just ignore your ss and semnce." Yang was right, of course. Still, Ruby bit her lip as she looked down at the pink crystal in her hand. She would have to grind it up manually¡ªhopefully it was a soft type of Dust¡ªand sprinkle some into a bullet. But what would happen when she fired it? She guessed there wasn''t a zero percent chance it worked as the description told her. That it would amplify the red dust and nothing else. One way to find out. The Pink Dust crystal did turn out to be soft. Using the de of her scythe to chip off a chunk, Ruby was then able to powder the material using her fingers with the help of aura-enhanced strength. She unscrewed one of her seven remaining bullets, having tested a single against a Grimm already, and poured the red dust into her palm. She sprinkled in a generous heaping of pink, and when finished, poured the mixture back in. Screwing the cap on, she had finished making a Pink Dust-enhanced bullet. Dubious, she and Yang set back off into the Rift to see what would happen. The upside was that she had an excuse to test out Crescent Rose''s sniper-scythe form again. That was the silver lining to this questionable experiment. Finding the next Grimm-infested cavern, Ruby transformed her weapon. Crescent Rose folded into a bulky sniper rifle, a simple scope popping up to help aim. The scope itself wasn''t amazing; she expected it would be one of the first upgrades in future evolutions. Alongside scythes, Ruby had also always loved precision firearms. Seeing how huntress weapons manifested from the soul, it was no surprise Crescent Rose had an alternative form of one. Then again, Ruby loved all sorts of weapons, so she would have been ecstatic with a number of options. Maybe she was just an easy girl to please. She leveled her aim, taking a careful second to line up her shot. Click. Several things happened at once. Crescent Rose mmed into her shoulder, and even with her prepared stance, nearly threw her off bnce. Ruby had known the sniper rifle had serious power to it; this was her second time firing it, and she had been ready for the kickback. She had even mentally adjusted for it to be worse than the first time, thanks to the Pink Dust. But the firepower increase was even greater than she''d calibrated for. Not just a small boost. A huge one. The bullet rocketed forward, and a chunk of the Grimm''s skull disappeared. Poof. Gone. Just like that. Ruby could only half pay attention, though, because to her side and forward, Yang had charged in. But something had interrupted her. She had been engulfed in an explosion of pink smoke. Ruby briefly panicked, thinking, against all logic, that she''d hit Yang. But that wasn''t the case. The explosion of pink smoke was just a side-effect. Yang stumbled clear of the smoke, her momentum not having been arrested, but disoriented and struggling to keep her footing. Because¡­she was wearing heels. Huh? A lot more than heels, actually. From head to toe, Yang had been magically given a new outfit. Not a huntress''s. Something else. The image briefly broke Ruby''s brain. Spoiler [copse] A bunnysuit. The Pink Dust bullet had, upon being fired, given her sister a bunnysuit. "What the hell?" Yang eximed, looking down her body. But she forced her attention back upward. Because while Ruby''s opening shot had been crippling, shockingly so, there was still a Grimm in the room, and it was only half dead. Even a missing chunk of its skull wasn''t a guaranteed kill against those monsters. Ember Celica was gone, though. Yang''s weapon was nowhere to be seen. Whatever had happened, Yang wasn''t deterred. She charged forward, and Ruby spurred herself into motion too. One quick, honestly perfunctory engagementter, the Grimm was dead. It had been on itsst legs anyway. Ruby and Yang faced each other, now allowed to focus on the strangeness of Yang''s circumstances. Her outfit. "Okay, first off," Yang said, looking down into her cleavage. "What the hell?" That summed up Ruby''s thoughts as well. "But also," Yang said. "I can still feel Ember Celica?" She flexed her fingers open and closed, brow furrowed as she looked down at them. Then, surprising Ruby, she tapped closed fists together, and it made a nking noise, like metal hitting metal. "It''s just a visual effect?" Ruby asked, blinking. "An illusion?" Yang frowned at her feet; she was wearing heels, the biggest reason she had stumbled in her initial charge. "Notpletely. I can also feel these," she said, tapping the delicate footwear into the floor. "So not entirely visual. But Ember Celica is definitely still here, too. On my hands. We just can''t see her." Then, all at once, Yang seemed to grow outraged. "Forget that, though! What the hell! Look at this!" She gestured down at her body. "Why am I crammed into some slutty bunnygirl outfit? What is this?" She cupped her breasts and bounced them. "I''m practically falling out of it." Even worse for Ruby''s rapidly melting-down brain, Yang turned around and cupped her ass, next, with a few fingers on each cheek¡ªand bounced that too. Really emphasizing just how amazing the suit looked on her. "Like, seriously. You seeing this, Ruby?" Spoiler [copse] Yes, Ruby was seeing it. She was seeing everything. The way Yang''s tits barely fit inside delicate red cups. The cute bunny tail sitting on her lower back. The way Yang was holding her ass in her hands, bouncing her assets for Ruby''s viewing pleasure. And her thighs, hugged in and spilling over her ck thigh-highs. Capped off with heels and bunny ears. Ruby didn''t need to answer her sister''s question. Her cock did. Twelve inches sprung up with record speed, her cock swelling to announce its satisfaction in her sister''s new outfit. In less than two seconds it was throbbing-hard, twitching in front of widening lc eyes as Yang realized, yes, Ruby very much did see, and that honestly, she was a big fan. The bunnysuit was even lewder than Yang being naked, in a way, if only because nudity had been their default for the past day. Yang froze, staring at Ruby''s aching erection, hands still on her ass, before sheughed and faced back forward. She walked over and gently flicked the tip of Ruby''s cock, making it bounce¡ªand making Ruby jolt in surprise too. "Get that thing under control, won''t you?" Yang said, sounding, thankfully, only amused and not offended. She rolled her eyes with exaggerated emphasis. "At least you like it, I guess. I wonder how long I''m gonna be stuck in this thing." She bent over and tried to slip her heels off, but something strange happened¡ªit just didn''t work. Like they were glued to her. "Yeah," she said. "They''re stuck. No getting out of it." Apparently she had already discovered that. Maybe she''d tried to kick them off as soon as they had appeared. "All of it is," Yang said, tugging at the red bra cups, but those didn''t budge either. "Guess I''m a bunny now." "Um," Ruby said, a bit beyond words at the moment. Yang rolled her eyes again. "Seriously, Rubes. You''re gonna have to learn how to not pop a boner every time a girl turns around. When we get back home, having that thing soar up is gonna be a problem. It''s not a big deal to me, obviously, but I don''t think you wanna be showing off in public." She bit her lip as she nced at Ruby''s cock, which didn''t help her predicament. Her cock throbbed in response to Yang''s attention being on it, and that only made Yang''s eyes widen further. "B-Back home?" Ruby asked. "You think it''s gonna stay?" Yang blinked, as if she hadn''t considered that. "Figured it was part of your ss, not the Rift. So yeah, it''s gonna stay." She shrugged. "Maybe not, though? Can''t say for sure." Ruby had figured the same. "Okay, but really, this was the Pink Dust, right?" Yang asked. "That seems pretty obvious." Her brow furrowed. "But, what, Pink Dust makes other Dust stronger, but at the same time causes¡­mishaps? I assume it''ll do more than just change outfits. Is it chaotic? Whatever it feels like, at the time?" Ruby shrugged helplessly. "If it wasn''t so weird," she said, "I''d be interested in testing how it works." In fact, even though it was strange, she found herself growing excited¡ªin a distinctly different way than her sister''s body was causing. "Is it chance-based?" Ruby asked. "Or will it be every bullet that causes a mishap? That would make it hard to deal with." "It freaking blew the Grimm''s head off," Yang said. "So maybe a few side effects are worth it." She paused as she looked down at her outfit. "Well. Maybe. Depending on what kind of effects can happen. And how often. Hard to use in public, too. Great in Rifts where we have privacy though." "Maybe because I put so much in, this happened?" Ruby asked. "I bet if I use a smaller amount, a misfire will be less likely, or maybe what happens will be less extreme." "Sounds like we need to do some experimenting," Yang said. She tutted. "Shame we have limited ammo. Probably best to put it off till we''re home again." A grin slipped onto her lips. "Then again¡­" she sing-songed. "Think another bullet will give you a matching outfit? I wanna see bunnygirl Ruby. It''s not fair only you get the eye candy." "Y-Yang," Ruby protested, cheeks ring red. "Stop teasing!" "But it''s so easy," Yangughed. "I can''t help myself." Spoiler [copse] 9. Boss Fight 9. Boss Fight Yang''s bunnysuit expired half an hourter in a puff of pink smoke¡ªin the middle of a fight. Her sister''s naked body was once again revealed to the world, and was twice as flustering since Ruby had been briefly shielded from it. When the fight came to an end, neither of themmented on Ruby''s erection. She was seriously growing tired of how easily it gave away her thoughts. At least Yang was good at pretending she wasn''t seeing anything. At pretending she didn''t notice her little sister lusting over her. Seriously, what was wrong with Ruby? It didn''t matter how amazing Yang''s body was: they were sisters. Those thoughts were firmly not allowed. "Thank the gods for that," Yang said, looking down as she bounced on the balls of her feet. Ruby tried not to pay attention to what the bouncing did for Yang''s assets. "Those heels were killing me. So d they''re gone." There wasn''t much more to say on the topic, so they continued forward. The Rift went on. And on. And on. Her aura waned, as did Yang''s. A part of her started to wonder whether the Rift wanted something from them, and whether it would keep infinitely generating rooms until some hidden criterion was met. That wasn''t how Rifts were supposed to work. They were supposed to have finite, if sometimes enormous amounts of rooms, but be static upon creation. But this one was turning out to be so absurdlyrge, especially for a first-timer Rift, that Ruby contemted other possibilities. Just as she was about to broach the subject with Yang, they came upon the final room, axing her growing theories. The end of the Rift was, of course, identified by the exit portal. Unlike the one they hade in through, the rend in reality was a thin line of vibrating purple-ck energy cut into the air, not a full ovr two-dimensional shape like the entrance. If they wanted to open the exit, they had to fight and kill the final encounter, which was always the hardest of the Rift. The final encounter¡ªthe boss¡ªwas what drew Ruby''s eye more than the exit portal. Because. Uh. Why did this Grimm look like a person? The Grimm¡ªthe¡­Grimmgirl?¡ªsat on a ck throne on the far end of the room, legs crossed, head on one hand, seeming bored. Crimson eyes locked on Ruby and Yang, who stood on the opposite end of the cavern, weapons drawn, staring in disbelief. The Grimmgirl was naked, same as Ruby and Yang. She had two short ck horns protruding from her head, the key feature that screamed Grimm. But also her unnaturally pale skin, nearly bone-white, and the ck and red tattoos adorning her body and face. She wore her white hair done up in a bun. Grimmgirl Please note, AI models are especially poor inplex original character design, so this image is just for ''vibes''--prose descriptions take precedence. Grimmgirl [copse] [copse] ck and red tattoos. Did that mean she was E-Rank or higher? That she was stronger than the previous Grimm was a given, with this being the final encounter, but an E-Rank? She and Yang weren''t equipped to handle an E-Rank, much less after a full day''s grueling expedition. Somehow Ruby doubted whether the typical Grimm ranking methods applied here, though. Because by the woman''s sheer presence¡­E-Rank wasn''t remotely urate. Even from thirty yards away, an aura of danger crushed into Ruby, a warning her hindbrain acknowledged, even if there were no visible threats of danger. "Ah," the Grimm said, and her voice echoed across the room, despite how soft the words were spoken. "You''re finally here." "Yang," Ruby hissed. "Yang, there''s a Grimm talking to us." Yang was pale-faced, with Ember Celica raised in a defensive posture. Cool as a cucumber she might be in most situations, but this was something even she couldn''t pretend wasn''t insane. "I''m seeing what you''re seeing, Rubes," she said tightly. "First evolutions, though?" the Grimmgirl continued, shifting on her throne, remaining bored¡ªher expression hadn''t changed in the slightest, a cid mask. "That''s unexpected. I was wondering why I was called here, and this confuses me further. Something strange is going on." Well, she wasn''t the only one who thought that. "Yang," Ruby repeated, with increasing urgency. "A Grimm is talking to us." "Grimm can''t talk," Yang said with the sort of disbelieving certainty she might if she''d said, ''Pigs don''t fly.'' "Are you saying that isn''t a Grimm?" Ruby asked. "That''s definitely a Grimm." "Well, it''s talking to us! So!" "Grimm can''t talk," Yang repeated. Ahead, the Grimmgirl sighed and finally broke her pose of boredom and stood. She was tall, especially for a woman, probably over six feet. She strode forward, descending the four steps of the tform that elevated her throne from the rest of the mundane-looking cavern. Ruby and Yang kept their weapons drawn and ready, too confused to think properly, but ready to react with violence, as any huntress would be. "I think I understand," the Grimmgirl said, looking at Ruby. "Your eyes. That exins part of it." Her attention flicked down, and her brow furrowed slightly. "Your particr manifestation of power ¡­ that''s curious, though." She shrugged. "Still, you are first evolutions. Nobodies. Unrealized potential means nothing to me." She came to a stop after a handful of steps, tilting her head as she scrutinized them. Then she shrugged. "I''ll be seeing you again, I''m sure. For now, prove yourselves." Ruby had just begun working up the nerve to respond, but the Grimmgirl apparently didn''t care for a dialog. She raised a bone-white hand toward Ruby, which made both her and Yang tense. But rather than conjuring some magical bolt of ck magic, a swirling pool of liquid appeared in front of the Grimmgirl. Unlike the portals, it didn''t vibrate with purple streaks of energy. It was thick as tar. Viscous fluid clung to the beast that emerged: a proper Grimm. Perhaps fittingly, the same type as they''d encountered in their first fight this Rift. A Beowolf. And not an F-Rank. The monster sluggishly rising from the ck liquid had streaks of red marring its bone ting. An E-Rank. The match of a second- or third-evolution huntress. Apletely absurd challenge to end a Rift this size. Instantly, Yang''s confusion melted away, reced with intensity. "E-Rank," she said. "You got those bullets handy?" "Y-Yeah." "Time for you to use them." Ruby nodded. In most cases, a fight against an E-Rank Grimm would mean certain death. She and Yang were good, but only human. And exhausted from a day''s worth of fighting. With bullets packed with Pink Dust, though? The first had made an F-Rank Grimm''s skull disappear in a single shot. The firepower granted through her second ss might close the gap. Ruby wished she could have talked to the Grimmgirl, to have found her voice before she''d lost interest and summoned the Grimm, but she hadn''t. The experience had been too strange. Now, the pale-skinned, horned woman walked back to her throne and took a seat, expression as bored as before. The E-Rank, however, snarled and crouched, making its intent clear. Yang charged first, not ceding the first strike. Crescent Rose transformed a millisecond afterward, crashing down into her sniper-rifle form. Ruby''s shot was lining up even before Yang and the beowolf had finished closing the distance. Her first shotnded true, the beowolf''s trajectory easy to predict. A Pink Dust-empowered bullet took the beast on the skull. Unlike the first time, its head didn''t simply disappear. That was partially thanks to the bullet having a lower quantity of Pink Dust, the rest of the crystal spread out among six bullets, but more importantly, because of the Grimm''s sheer resistance¡ªthat they were outssed. A first-evolution huntress, or a pair of them, shouldn''t be facing an E-Rank. The bullet did, however, shatter the beowolf''s armor ting, enough force behind the bullet to halt its charge and make it go staggering sideways. Pink Dust was no joke. The raw firepower caused issues for Ruby, too. It didn''t matter how much she braced herself, howpletely she wrapped her aura around her body and readied for impact. The kickback of a Pink Dust bullet, even dilutedpared to the first, made Crescent Rose fling upward, and Ruby go staggering backwards. Nearly a second passed before she''d steadied her weapon and brought her eye to the scope again. Which was an eternity in aura-enhancedbat. Yang had already closed the gap and begun to brawl. A part of Ruby took note that the bullet hadn''t produced a ''side-effect,'' which had been a working theory of hers¡ªthat it was chance based, likely influenced by the amount of Pink Dust crammed into the mixture, and maybe other factors. Of course, this was the smaller, academic, weapon-enthusiast part of her paying attention to that. The majority of her attention was on the life or death fight. On the fact that her sister needed help. The next shot was harder tond. With the beowolf and Yang locked in physicalbat, her blonde-haired sister weaving between snarling swipes and chomps to deliver punches that barely fazed the monster, finding an opportune moment to sneak in another high-powered bullet was difficult. Especially since hitting Yang would have devastating consequences, more so than even if she''d been working with regr ammunition. She had to be double careful. Again, Pink Dust was no joke¡ªYang wouldn''t fare well if one hit her. But Ruby was, if not a pro, someone who''d been training for this her entire life. She might not have known her weapon would manifest as a sniper rifle, but she''d always loved firearms. Had plenty of practice with them. She opted for an easier target than the head. Her next bullet pierced the Grimm''s side, a center-of-mass shot. The third bullet did likewise. The fourth, she found another opening for its skull, further shattering the bone ting. Fifth was a miss, which Ruby chided herself for. Sixth caught the beowulf on its back leg, blowing the bottom half of the limb clean off. But then she was out of bullets, and it was time to join the fray. Yang had upied its attention wonderfully, but was clearly growing harried. She might be one of the best fighters Ruby had ever seen, at least among their peers, but there was only so much she could do against an opponent so much stronger and faster than her. Her aura had nearly broken; Ruby could tell that at a nce. She was gging. So was the Grimm. But honestly, despite its missing limb and cracked skull armor, it looked healthier than Yang. By a good margin. This was going to be close. Ruby dashed across the stone cavern, sparing a nce toward the bored Grimmgirl on the throne, who watched thebat with impassivity. She seemed neither impressed nor disappointed in their performance so far. Ruby worried whether she would join in, or worse, summon another E-Rank Grimm after they killed this one. If so, they were screwed. But surely not. That wouldn''t be fair. Then again, this Rift already wasn''t fair, and there''d been so many strange things happening that she had no clue what else might. Ruby engaged the beowolf, which bought her sister a reprieve as its attention turned to her. The beast swiped, but she disappeared in a puff of petals to m her scythe down toward its exposed nk. Shadows exploded from where the de gouged into flesh, though the injury was less severe than what an F-Rank Grimm would''ve suffered. Even with [Petal Form], Ruby struggled to keep up. It gave her a new appreciation for how expertly Yang had been upying its attention, because wow, it was fast. And strong. Unlike Yang, Ruby wasn''t all that durable. One good hit might take her out. She had to be careful. They traded a handful of blows before, maybe as was inevitable, Yang slipped up, and a paw caught her on the stomach. Thest of her aura reserves cracked, a sensation audible to Ruby''s sixth sense, and Yang flew away, knocked unconscious. Ruby shoved down the panic, as thick and intense as it was. She was a huntress-in-training; seeing an ally hurt, even her sister, couldn''t break herposure. Not when there was a rampaging Grimm in front of her. It was weak and gging by now. Yang''s efforts hadn''t been wasted. The openings she''d given Ruby had paid off. She just had to finish the job. In a burst of petals, she flew toward the beowolf, ready to do just that. 10. Aftermath 10. Aftermath Ruby evaded a downward sh of ws with a final [Petal Form], then countered. Her scythe cleaved into the beast''s shadow-flesh where its spine would have been. She darted away to dodge a fewst desperate attacks, but the damage was done. Panting, exhausted, legs wobbly, she watched the beowolf finally die. She stared in disbelief at the disintegrating corpse. An E-Rank Grimm. The two of them, first-evolution huntresses-in-training, had managed to take down an E-Rank. It was an absurd aplishment. But not one she could focus on, because while one threat was gone, therger remained. Silver eyes turned toward the Grimm seated on the throne. A single elegant eyebrow arched as Ruby leveled her scythe in her direction. "Mm," the Grimm said. "Impressive. Maybe not aplete waste of my time. Still," she said, "you''ve just awoken to your powers. If a gem, an uncut one. I have little interest." She uncrossed her legs and stood. "We''ll be seeing each other again, I''m sure. I was brought here for a reason, as were you. Until then, though¡­" With a single curt nod, shadows enveloped the Grimm, and she vanished. In Ruby''s peripheral vision, the Rift''s exit portal mmed open, widening from a line into an oval. Ruby gaped in surprise, having been readying herself for a fight. A million questions ran through her head, but she pushed them all aside. Because Yang was hurt. She spun on her heel and ran over. It took a few seconds of shaking Yang''s shoulder and gently patting her cheek to get her to rouse. Aura-break was no joke. The magical shielding had guarded her from being hurt too bad physically, but she was going to be wrung out. Ruby would be too, for that matter, but at least she hadn''t gone through an aura-break. "Ruby?" a groggy Yang asked. "We won," Ruby said first. "We''re safe." Yang blinked a few times, then remembered their circumstances. She stiffened and shot up¡ªthankfully not to her feet, just sitting. Her head pivoted left and right as she took the empty cavern in. And the exit portal. "Huh," Yang said, rxing. "Where''d the girl go?" "Shadows ate her." "What?" "Shadows ate her." After a confused look from Yang, Ruby giggled¡ªit sounded slightly manic to her ears. It had been a long day. "I don''t know, Yang, she said some weird stuff, then nodded at me and just¡­teleported. I didn''t have to fight her." She sat down, setting Crescent Rose aside. "What the heck just happened?" Yang rubbed the side of her head. She tried to find an exnation, but failed. "Your guess is as good as mine." "That was a talking Grimm." "And an E-Rank," Yang said. "What the hell was this Rift?" Looking to the left, she blinked suddenly. "And what are those?" Ruby followed Yang''s gaze. "Uh," Ruby said. "Looks like¡­clothes." Sure enough, two metal stands holding huntress outfits had appeared sometime after the Rift had ended. "Makes sense," Yang said, grunting as she forced herself to her feet, swaying slightly. "It couldn''t actually send us home naked. There''s gonna be Huntsmen Association agents at our house." There would be. If they''d failed to clear the Rift, that would''ve meant an instant breach¡ªan outbreak of Grimm into Patch. Another reason the HA was careful with who it allocated Rifts to. Failure wouldn''t just mean their own death; it would mean danger to nearby civilians. Despite her excitement over having received her soul-manifested outfit, Ruby worriedly watched Yang as she headed for the two stands. She was one tough cookie, up and walking so soon after an aura break. Honestly, she seemed to be holding up better than Ruby. Her big sister really was invulnerable. "Any guesses whose is whose?" Yang joked. "I wonder," Ruby said, rolling her eyes. She walked up to the metal stand that had materialized seemingly from nowhere. Her eyes widened as she took the outfit in. The corset. Thebat skirt. The red cape. It was as stylish as she''d hoped. It wasn''t surprising the color theme was mostly red and ck¡ªmatched her hair. Outfits manifested from the soul, so they always stylistically fit with their huntress. Yang was already slipping on her clothes, so Ruby did the same. Two minutester, she was dressed. She turned to Yang, who had finished first, to present herself. Ruby [copse] Yang [copse] Yang''s eyes raked up and down her as Ruby''s did so in return. Yang''s outfit was¡­ Stylish, of course, like most huntress manifestations, but also bold. It showed more skin than normal. Cleavage, stomach, thigh-highs, skintight short shorts¡ªa lot was on disy. Yang had always been confident in her body, so it made sense her outfit would entuate the features she wasn''t afraid to hide. With great effort, Ruby managed not to pay too much attention to her sister''s assets. Now that Yang was clothed, she wouldn''t have any excuses if there was any¡­activity¡­inside her skirt. "Good thing you got a skirt," Yang said with a smirk, as if reading her mind. "That''ll help hide anyreactions, going forward." Ruby''s cheeks reddened. "Stop teasing me." Though honestly, she brought up a good point. Rubywasthankful for how much volume thebat skirt had. She doubted whether it wouldpletely hide any ''reactions,'' as Yang had put it, but at least if she wasn''t excited, the skirt would cover things up. "Love the outfit, though," Yang said. "It''s totally you. Nice cape." "Thanks," Ruby said. "You too, of course. It''s so cool!" "A bit revealing," Yang said, looking down into her cleavage. "But noints, I guess." Sheughed suddenly. "Let''s just hope they don''t evolve into anything crazy. Especially yours, considering your ss." Ruby paused, then flushed at the possibility. Her outfit seemed normal now, but Yang was right. Since her ss was [Lust Reaper], would her innocuous outfit evolve into somethinglessinnocuous? Thankfully, that was a problem she didn''t have to worry about untilter. Ruby looked around the empty cavern, eyesnding on where the E-Rank Grimm had died. A pink crystaly on the floor, which she hadn''t noticed earlier. She jogged over and picked it up. *** Pink Dust Tier: 2 Description: A potent, primordial form of Dust, best used as an additive to enhance the effects of other Dust mixtures. *** Tier two, instead of tier one. This crystal would be even more potent than the one before it¡ªmeaning she would be able to ration the material across more bullets. It was alsorger and thicker. There were no more items of interest besides the exit portal. Their first Rift had beenpleted. It was time to head back into the real world. "Guess we should get our stories straight," Yang said. "Huh?" "We obviously aren''t telling the Huntsman Association what actually happened. Or Dad." Yang raised her eyebrows. "Were you nning to?" Ruby''s thoughts had been a little preupied with other things. But now that she thought about it¡­yeah. Policy was to give a full, urate report to the Huntsman Association, but divulging the details of this Rift seemed, beyond just mortifying, potentially unwise. It wasn''t that Ruby distrusted the Huntsman Association, just that telling them about her [Lust Reaper] ss and the talking Grimmgirl might have undesirable consequences. She wasn''t sure she wanted that sort of attention. Whether, even, divulging the information might result with her locked up in an interrogation room¡­or a cell orboratory. Nobody had ever had two sses before. Much less one like hers. And that wasn''t mentioning what the Grimmgirl had said. The allusions to her silver eyes and ''manifestations of power.'' Something was going on, clearly, and she wasn''t sure she wanted anyone besides her and Yang to know about it. Not until she knew more herself. Besides, the Huntsman Association wouldn''t believe them in the first ce. "Right," Ruby said. "Straightening out our story." They did just that. Forty-five minutester, she and Yang had worked out the details. The cover story wasn''tplicated. They''d gone through a long, grueling Rift, with no weird events included. To be honest, that was eighty percent of the truth. While there''d been patches of strange things happening, the majority of their time had been spent progressing through an endless cavern, killing dozens of Grimm. Like any other Rift. The only truly strange thing was howrge it had been, and they couldn''t hide that from the Association; it was self-apparent by how long it took to clear. When finished, they stepped up to the portal. "Ready?" Yang asked. Ruby swallowed. "Ready." They walked through. And were instantly transported to their backyard. Behind them, the Rift sealed up, blinking out of existence. There was a stic table set up a dozen feet away, situated on the porch by the sliding ss door leading into their house. Two huntsmen were there, a man and a woman. An in-progress match of some card game wasid out on the table, an easy way to pass time during a long and tedious watch duty. The woman was a brown-haired faunus with antlers. The man, an older veteran with gray eyes and a scar on his cheek. Second and third evolution, by the badges on their chests. Ruby didn''t recognize either of them, which wasn''t that odd, because even if the ind of Patch only had so many Huntsmen stationed there, there were still too many for her to know all their faces. They hadn''t drawn their weapons, but they had shot to their feet in less than a second¡ªalert, for all they''d been ying a card game while waiting. They rxed as they saw Ruby and Yang arrive, not a Grimm. The Rift had been sessfully cleared, and they wouldn''t be dealing with an outbreak event. "Well done, girls," the man said after a second of looking them up and down. "But I hope you realize the trouble you''re in." Right. Time for the consequences of entering a Rift without the Huntsman Association''s clearance. *** Before they were grilled by the Association, their dad came out from the house and started equally scolding and fretting over them. Ruby made her apologies, as did Yang, though it was obvious neither of themregrettedwhat they had done; they''d saved months of waiting by jumping on the opportunity when it came. The only question was whether Yang''s im was right: whether the Association was going to be genuinely upset with them, with real consequences to follow, or whether it would be a p on a wrist. She and Yang were separated by the two huntsmen posted to watch over their Rift, and the questioning began. Ruby gave the mostly-urate report she and Yang had coborated on. The man didn''t seem to be suspicious of the retelling. Why would he be? It wasn''t like he had any reason to believe the Rift was anything but a normal one. Once the initial questioning had finished, they''d been temporarily released. Ruby went upstairs to take a much-needed shower. Interestingly enough, when she de-summoned her huntress outfit, the clothes and supplies that had magically been taken when entering the Rift reappeared. So they hadn''t been swallowed permanently. Post-shower and getting changed, she, Yang, and Dad reconvened downstairs for food. Seeing how it had been nearly twenty-four full hours of rigorous activity since she''dst eaten, she and Yang devoured enough grilled cheeses to feed a family of eight. Only when she was ufortably stuffed did she finally acknowledge defeat and retire to the living room to enter a blissful catatonic state. Two hours after that, someone higher up the Huntsman Association chain ofmand came to question them¡ªand deliver verdicts and punishments. Yang was right; it was a p on the wrist. The sum of it was that they were on ''probation'' for the next two months, and what they''d done would be reported to whatever Huntsman Academy they decided to attend. Ruby was slightly stressed over that second part, but even she recognized that none of the Academies would care. They valued, far and away,bat performance more than anything else. Maybe it would be a minor ck mark on their record, but she doubted it would make the difference between an eptance or denial. When all of that was finished, the HA officer left their house. Dad scolded and congratted them one more time. His thoughts on the matter were obviously mixed. He didn''t seem to actually disapprove, just that, as a parent figure, he couldn''tcondonethem grantly breaking thew. Overnight, Ruby slept for probably twelve hours straight. Yang even longer. "Alright," Yang said after they had devoured another huge breakfast, continuing to make up for the previous day''s food debt. "I think it''s time we go practice. And test a few things." Dad was standing over by the fridge, so Yang couldn''t say it outright. But Ruby picked up her meaning. Pink Dust. Assuming it was going to be a consistent addition to their arsenal¡ªand with how powerful it was, it had to be¡ªthey needed to have a grasp on its effects, how potent it was, and the best dust ratios to use in any given bullet. Beyond that, they needed general practice. Through divine timing, the next Beacon qualification event was in four days, and while Ruby and Yang were new to their semnces and sses, it was possible they could ce high enough to qualify for the uing semester. They just needed to y catch-up. To spend every waking moment sparring. There was pre-exam cramming to do. 11. Experimentation 11. Experimentation For their first practice session back in the real world, Ruby and Yang trekked out into the forest. That wasn''t all that umon to begin with, since when it came to testing explosives, being far away from people was only smart. There were arenas and facilities that could contain the dangerous forces associated with huntresses¡ªwhether bullets or semnces or whatever else¡ªbut those were public settings, as a whole. At least the ones they could afford. And the two of them needed privacy, seeing how they would be experimenting with Pink Dust. Ammo was no longer a problem; they had stocked up before heading out. Not that they had infinite amounts to go around. Dust was expensive. Still, practice was important, especially since they were cramming for Beacon''s entrance exam. But neither Ruby nor Yang could afford to fire their weapons to their heart''s content. "Alright," Yang said. "So, Pink Dust. What are our theories?" "For why none of my shots during the E-Rank fight had a side effect?"¡ªYang nodded¡ª"Well, I''ve got some ideas." Ruby chewed on her lip. "It''s either that it''s rarer than we thought, and we just got unlucky on the first try. Or other factors influence it." "Like what?" "Maybe it reads the situation?" Ruby suggested. "That sounds silly, I know, Dust can''t think. But I''ve got this hunch that since it was a life or death fight, the Pink Dust responded to our emotions and didn''t, you know¡ªdo anything weird. Because it wouldn''t have been the time." She shrugged. "I''ve got a gut feeling telling me that''s what happened. Maybe from my ss. And I''m also pretty sure something is gonna happen the very next shot, because there''s energy ''stored up'' from that fight, and it needs to be released." Yang raised an eyebrow. "Well, you won''t catch me dismissing a hunch. Sounds weird, but I trust you." She deployed Ember Celica, the weapons folding out into their gauntlet forms. "Think that ''stored up energy'' is independent to each person, or is my next shot guaranteed to do something, too?" That was a good question. Yang had, of course, mixed in pink dust into her bullets as well. The amplification was too powerful to not use, regardless of the side effects. So long as they were in private, at least. Being thrown into a lewd bunnygirl suit in the middle of Beacon''s qualification exam might be¡­a little much. "I think it carries over to you too?" Ruby hedged, uncertain. "Maybe it''s group based. I''ve got a feeling it''ll count for you, but that might only be because I''m with you, right now." She tilted her head. "You wanna start us off?" Yang snorted. "It''s your turn to have a ''side-effect'', don''t you think? Least with our sample size of one, Pink Dust affects the opposite person. So yeah, I''ll go first. Plus, I wanna test the theory. See if the stored up energy counts on me too." She pointed Ember Celica toward a nearby tree. "Ready, then?" Ruby swallowed, mentally bracing herself for whatever might happen, then nodded. Yang fired. Her hunch turned out correct. Despite the shells in Yang''s shotgauntlet having been loaded with a rtively small amount of Pink Dust, a secondary effect triggered on the first shot. Ruby was engulfed in an explosion of pink smoke, vision briefly obscured. When it cleared away, she looked down at herself, ready for anything. Spoiler [copse] A bikini? Her huntress outfit had vanished, and now she was wearing a bikini. Not just any old swimwear either; that wouldn''t be so embarrassing. Rather, it was the skimpiest, thinnest bikini she''d ever seen. The bra barely covered anything¡ªonly slightly more than her nipples, but otherwise leaving all the curves of her breasts on disy. And her butt wasn''t much better concealed. And, of course, there was the biggest problem. The bra up top was at least doing its job in some nominal manner. Downstairs, on her front? Not so much. Her bulge was extremely noticeable. Aghast, she looked up. Yang was staring at her, both her eyebrows raised. Her attention raked up and down Ruby''s body, taking the new outfit in. Which made things go from bad to worse. Knowing that she was exposed, and that her sister''s eyes were running across her, Ruby''s body reacted. Already she hadn''t fit inside the bikini''s bottom, so as she started to stiffen, the end-result was inevitable: Ruby''s swelling cock popped out, hardening upward until twelve inches of girldick was lying t against her stomach, the bikini bottom now just acting as a way to cup her balls and hold her cock up. Spoiler [copse] Yang had frozen as the change took ce, but finally she wrenched her eyes up to meet Ruby''s. At least Ruby wasn''t the only one blushing now. Ruby also spurred herself into action. She spun, turning her back to Yang, hiding her erection from her sister. Though she supposed that just meant she was showing off her ass now. "Well," Yang said, though despite the bright blush on her cheeks, she sounded more amused than flustered. "At least we know it''s not gonna be a bunnysuit every time." "What the heck," Ruby squeaked. "This covers, like, nothing!" "Probably the point," Yangughed. "Man, it''s especially mean to give you a bikini when you''re packing that much heat. Does literally nothing to hide it." Ruby tried to ignore the fact that her sister had just said she was ''packing heat.'' "Turn around, Ruby," Yang said, and she could hear the roll in her eyes. "This is obviously something we have to get used to. And, sheesh, it''s not like I didn''t see plenty of that thing already. Spent a whole day with you naked, didn''t I?" That was true, she guessed. If not doing much for her embarrassment. "And it''s stuck on you for at least half an hour, if the bunnysuit was anything to go by. We''re not gonna try to wait it out, are we?" No, she was right there too. That would be a huge waste of time, and they had training to do. With burning cheeks, Ruby faced back forward. She ignored how Yang''s eyes flicked down to her exposed cock, still sticking up andid t across her stomach. "Alright," Yang said. "That''s also confirmation for your ''build up'' theory. Pink Dust will try to find opportune moments to trigger, like when we''re practicing. Or in less deadly fights against regr Grimm, where there''s less threat." She tilted her head. "Wouldn''t totally count out the possibility of something happening in an important fight, though. Low sample size and everything." "What if we use too much of it?" Ruby asked. "If the pressure built up too much? Would something happen, regardless of it being ''inopportune''?" "Also a good point." She shrugged. "We''ll find out, I guess. Is there still pressure left, or did we clear it out?" Ruby hesitated. "There''s more." "Let''s get that over with, then. Time to find out what skimpy outfit I''ll get," she said sarcastically. "Better to be embarrassed together, I suppose." Ruby summoned Crescent Rose. The giant sniper-scythe materialized into her hands, and she transformed her into sniper form. Picking a spot on the ground a distance away, she lined her shot up. She might as well get some shooting practice in; the high-caliber sniper rounds were way more expensive than Yang''s. Not something to waste frivolously. Since she''d diluted the rounds, the kickback wasn''t as fierce as the previous, but still shocked her with its strength, making her stumble despite being ready for it. Rather than Yang being enveloped in pink smoke, though, Ruby was¡ªfor the second time. "Huh?" Yang said. "Guess it''s not always the opposite person." When the smoke cleared, Ruby found herself¡­ Normal? "What happened?" Ruby asked. "Nothing changed." She was still in her bikini. Yang''s brow furrowed. "Do you feel different?" "No?" She tried twisting and looking over her shoulder, but nothing had happened behind her either. She looked and felt the same as before. "Is it because you already had an outfit active?" "Maybe? Why wouldn''t it do something to you, then? It''s obviously kind of smart." Seeing how the side effects only happened at opportune times, not in the middle of deadly encounters. Yang mulled the event over. "No idea," she finally admitted. "Maybe whatever the effect is just isn''t visible. Something might''ve still happened, even if we can''t see it." "That''s kind of scary." "Do you, you know¡ª? Uh, feel more excited, I guess? That seems like an obvious possibility. ''Cuz your thing is still sticking up." Ruby looked down at herself. Despite trying her hardest not to think about anything inappropriate, she hadn''t softened yet; her cock was sticking firmly up her stomach. Her cheeks darkened rapidly. "Or that''s just you?" Yang asked with augh. "Feeling a little frisky? That''s fine too. Just wondering. Huh. What else could it be? Something definitely happened¡ªthe pink smoke proves that." "I really don''t feel any different," Ruby said. Yang hesitated, then shrugged. "We''ll figure it out eventually. Hell, maybe nothing did happen." Ruby doubted she was so lucky, but Yang was right that there wasn''t much they could do. "The pressure is gone, at least," Ruby said. "I think we''ll be back to regr random chance. Something could still happen, but it won''t be guaranteed." "That''s good," Yang said. Worried over her situation as she might be, she and Yang still had practice to do. So over the next few hours, they wrung themselves dry, experimenting with their semnces and weapons, solidifying the fighting styles they had begun adapting during the Rift. Ruby''s bikinisted longer than Yang''s bunnysuit, almost a full hour, though it vanished in a puff of pink smoke without lingering for too long. During its presence, Ruby had struggled to stay focused¡ªespecially because of all the nces she caught Yang stealing. Though maybe Ruby was imagining that. Why would Yang be stealing nces? Yang, for her part, didn''tment on why Ruby kept identally springing erections, and she especially didn''tment on how they usually happened when Yang got up-close-and personal during a sparring bout. The rest of the day was filled with the usual: more practice, errands, administrative stuff for registering for Beacon''s entrance exam, and so on. It wasn''t until shortly after she had woken in the middle of the night that Ruby discovered what the second pink dust explosion had done. Her eyes fluttered open, and her entire body felt flushed, heart beating fast and breathing deeper than normal. She looked down her body to see her pajama pants sticking up obscenely. Her erection was straining the fabric so solidly upward that Ruby could peek down into the tent it created and see several inches of thick, pale girlcock¡ªthe base of it exposed, her pajamas were lifted so high. Ruby swallowed. This had happenedst night, too. At the time, she had firmly decided against entertaining her arousal. A part of her wondered whether if she ignored it, the new addition would go away. Not that she necessarily hated it and wanted it to go away? Regardless, she had been too intimidated to touch herself, not when the first time had been so¡ªum, explosive. A little shudder went through her, remembering that. She had to be careful. A person could grow addicted to those kinds of sensations. But clearly just ignoring it was untenable. There was a dark spot where her tip pressed into her pajama pants, precum leaking from her agitated, twitching cock. It needed relief. Badly. One day had been too long to ignore it already¡­two was starting to drive her crazy. Maybe that was why she''d had so many erections while sparring with Yang. Ruby bit her lip, heart starting to m as she made her decision. She slipped her pajama pants down, watching the way twelve inches of girlcock was pulled with the fabric, then bounced free, exposed to the dark night air. Even though it was her cock, she couldn''t help but be intimidated¡­and a bit aroused. Wasn''t that way too weird and perverted? Being aroused by her own cock? But again, it hadn''t really digested as being hers yet, not fully. And the lewd sight of such an angry-looking, twitching cock was enough to make her heart flutter. She watched it for a moment, jumping in surprise when a particrly powerful throb had it bouncing. Slowly, a hand wandered across her stomach before gripping herself at the base. The pressure was immediate and satisfying¡ªa low groan escaped the back of her throat. It was then, finally, that Ruby discovered the strange effect imposed onto her by the second Pink Dust explosion. She couldn''t move her hand. Her cock ached, desperate for her to start stroking, but despite her brain telling her hand to move, it wouldn''t. "W-What?" Ruby whispered, so shocked she actually spoke the word aloud. She withdrew her hand, eyes wide. Her cock throbbed in protest. She tried the other hand, but though she could wrap fingers around the shaft, she couldn''t make them move. Or even squeeze hard enough to provide relief. She¡­wasn''t allowed to masturbate? Somehow, that acted as a catalyst to Ruby losing control. No¡ªno. She needed relief. Needed it. She''d already put it off for too long. But no matter how badly she wanted it, her hand refused to obey hermands. She swallowed a gulp of air and, grasping about for a solution, grabbed the pillow to her side and stuffed it onto her crotch, uncaring that she smeared precum across the pillow sheet. Pressing down with the soft object, she thrust forward. The friction sent a shiver up her spine, making her toes curl, but when she went to hump the pillow a second time, the magic took hold and stopped her. She whined in frustration, trying desperately to keep thrusting, but it simply wouldn''t work. Her hips ignored her. She tossed the pillow aside and spun over so she was stomach down, cock pressed into her bed, and tried humping that instead¡ªbut, again, it didn''t work. The magic prevented her from moving. Starting to panic, Ruby pushed her cock down so that it was between her thighs, then flexed the muscles there. The pressure she created was briefly electrifying, but once more, she was forced to rx, to remove the pleasure her clenched thighs were providing. And try as she might, she couldn''t squeeze a second time. The only thing she could do, she found, was hump into the bare air without an ounce of friction. Out of pure desperation, she tried that for nearly a minute, bed creaking, her cock bouncing up and down, but it wasn''t enough¡ªobviously. It only drove her crazier, the simtion of thrusting into something but getting no actual reward for it. With no other choice, Ruby forced herself to still, to calm her thoughts, and to silence the whining in the back of her throat. Shey on her bed, panting, frustrated in a way she''d never experienced. She needed relief so, so badly. She swallowed. Well. This was unfortunate. Surely the Pink Dust''s effect would go away soon. By tomorrow at the worst. She just had to make it through the night. She stood. A cold shower. A very cold shower. That might help. 12. Problem Solved 12. Problem Solved Ruby made it through the night, but it wasn''t pleasant, spending most of it tossing and turning, an aching erection guing her. Spars the next day were difficult to stay focused on, to say the least. Ruby found her eyes gravitating toward Yang''s curves in a way they hadn''t even back in the Rift, when the two of them had been naked. Ruby kept chiding herself for her wandering eyes, but she couldn''t help herself. Not with that pressure mounting and mounting, the desperate need for release starting to take over her thoughts. She didn''t even think the Pink Dust wascausingthe arousal, just that it stopped her from acting on it, and thus the pressure kept growing. Eventually, her sister caught on. "Nah, seriously, Rubes," Yang said. "I can tell something''s up." She raised an eyebrow. "I know I have nice tits, but you''ve been staring all day." The attempt at levity only had Ruby''s face burning hotter. And despite just being used of doing so, at the mention of her sister''s ''nice assets'', she couldn''t help but steal another nce. Her skirt swelled up, announcing her approval, and Ruby felt dizzy with mortification. Yang''s eyes flicked down, making it clear she''d caught the reaction. "Is it the Pink Dust from yesterday?" Yang asked. "It did something, didn''t it?" Ruby wasn''t surprised Yang had sussed out the source of the issue. However much she could be loud, brash, and thus assumed not the smartest girl, Yang was plenty intelligent. When she wanted to be, at least. Ruby swallowed. "I, um, did find out what the effect is," she saidmely. "But don''t worry about it. It''s my issue." "It''sourissue," Yang disagreed tly. "Or are we not sisters anymore?" That was kind of the problem. Them being sisters. "It''s for me to deal with, Yang." "I''ll be the judge of that," Yang said stubbornly. "Tell me what happened." Ruby could tell by the set of Yang''s jaw that this wasn''t a conversation she''d be wiggling out of. But really. How horrifying to have to exin. She nced away, forcing herself to work up the nerve. "So¡­ basically¡­" "Yeah?" "I¡­ can''t touch myself." She winced as the words came out. Yang blinked, digesting the announcement. "You mean like¡ª" "Like that, yes." "Oh." She was quiet for a few seconds. "That exins a few things." Like why Ruby was so pent up, she didn''t say aloud. "And you still can''t?" Yang asked. "It''s ongoing, yes." "Have you tried¡ª" "I''ve tried everything," Ruby said, interrupting her. "We don''t, um, have to grow through a list. Brainstorm ideas. Already did that. It''s magic, and it always stops me." Face burning like the sun, she said, "But like I said, it''s my issue.Youcan hardly help with it." Yang opened her mouth, then closed it. A blush rose on her own cheeks, and she looked away. "Right," she coughed. "That sucks. It''ll probably expire eventually, like the outfits do?" One could hope. Without much more to say on the topic, they got back to sparring. A timer.Wouldthe effect run out on a timer, though? Or was the expiration decided by something else? She had a theory for what was actually required. But she really, really hoped that wasn''t the case. Because who couldshefind to help with that sort of problem, if the effect only expired when she''d ''gotten outside help''? The second night was worse than the first. Ruby suffered through, mostly because she didn''t have a choice in the matter. It became apparent that it was going to be a problem, though, because the next day, Ruby was sporting an erection more often than she wasn''t. Somehow she managed not to blow her cover, but only because she spent most of the day training with Yang and away from the house. Her only salvation came through distracting herself, so she devoted to training for the uing qualification exam with even more razor focus than she usually mustered¡ªand Ruby was already a girl highly focused on her future. But in the end, even that was only a bandage. On the third night, Ruby found herself lying on her bed, ring at twelve inches of cock, cursing it for the way she hadn''t been able to think straight for days now. A bead of precum was at the tip; a shiny trail led down the front from an earlier leak. If only she couldtouchit. It was maddening how badly she needed to. But no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn''t. So once again, she tossed and turned, trying to sleep, and failing that too. Some timeter, a knock came at her door. Ruby froze. Thiste, it had to be Yang. "Come in?" she offered. Sure enough, it was Yang who cracked the door open and slipped in. The first thing her eyesnded on was Ruby''s face, but quickly flicked down to her crotch to see the bulge there. Ruby had tried to cram her cock into her pajama pants in a way that itwouldn''tbe obvious, but it was simply too big to hide. "Still going on, huh?" Yang asked. "Um," Ruby said. "Yep." Yang sat next to her, and Ruby shuffled up to lean against the headboard. It made the imprint of her cock slightly less obvious. "Alright," Yang said. "Something needs to be done." "There isn''t anything thatcanbe done," Ruby said, rubbing her face. "I told you that already. Just have to wait it out." "It''s been days. I don''t think it''s going away. Not by a time limit, at least." Ruby had already guessed that much too. It wasn''t surprising Yang had drawn the same conclusion. "And we''ll be heading to Vale tomorrow," she continued. "To Beacon. You might be able to get away with hiding that thing right now, but not then. We''ll be out in public too much. Not to mention, you can''t afford to be distracted during qualifications." "There isn''t anythingtodo," Ruby repeated. "Well," Yang said. "Maybe there is." Ruby''s brow furrowed, not understanding right away. Then Yang ced her hand on Ruby''s thigh. She froze. The hand started sliding upward¡ªslowly, as if to give her time to say something. But she didn''t. Was unable to. Yang''s hand slid onto the head of her cock, resting against the imprint down near her knee. Her sister''s hand was on her cock. What¡ª What was Yang¡ª "You just can''t touch yourself," Yang said matter-of-factly. "Which means you need someone else to do it. Right?" "Y-Yang?" Yang shrugged, somehow as casual as always. Even when her hand was on her little sister''s cock. Lc eyes met Ruby''s easily, not shying away. Confident as always. Though she was at least blushing, not as noticeable in the dark, but still obvious. Not as badly as Ruby was blushing, though. In only seconds, her heart felt like it was going to jump out of her chest. "Something needs to be done," Yang repeated. "And it''s my job as your big sister to be there when you need me." She squeezed Ruby through her pajama bottoms, wrapping fingers around the top of her shaft and head, squeezing fabric around and grabbing a firm hold. A whining noise escaped from the back of Ruby''s throat¡ªand was loud enough to make them both freeze. "But, ah," Yang said, ncing at the door. "You''ll need to be quiet. Don''t wanna wake anyone up." "S-Sorry." Yang scooted up the bed, situating herself better. "Lay back down. We''ll get this taken care of in no time." *** Yang watched as, after a short hesitation, Ruby obeyed, sliding down so that she was lying on her back. The angle had the bulge in her pajama pants sticking up in a much more noticeable manner, straining the clothing, lifting the waistband several inches from Ruby''s skin. Without being told to, Ruby hooked her thumbs into her pajama bottoms and pulled¡ªsliding the fabric to her thighs, freeing its twelve-inch prisoner. Yang herself nearly froze at that, at how quickly Ruby had ceded to this idea. She must badly need help, to barely have hesitated. Yang''s head had already been fuzzy, but seeing her little sister''s cock standing straight up, veiny and aching and leaking precum, had her entire body flushed. Her little sister had just exposed her cock to her. And was now waiting for Yang to take care of her. Was she really doing this? Ruby needed help. That was genuinely true. But still.Thiskind of help? She was going to jerk her little sister off? Her hand moved of its own ord to wrap around the base of Ruby''s cock, scooting in closer, thigh pressing into Ruby''s¡ªwhich answered her own question. Yes. Yes, she was going to jerk her little sister off. A thrill coursed through her at the realization, only half because she wastouching Ruby''s cock, but also because of the little whine that came out of her. It was somehow the cutest, yet hottest, thing she''d ever heard. Yang had done that. She''d made Ruby moan in pleasure. Herst hesitations faded away. She shuffled her way up and onto Ruby''sp, sitting on her thighs, legs to either side of Ruby. She grabbed Ruby''s cock with her second hand, so that she had a firm two-handed grip on twelve monstrous inches of girlcock. "Seriously," Yang whispered with a soft, incredulousugh. "Why does my little sister have such a huge fucking cock?" "Um," Ruby replied in a squeak. "It''s apliment," Yang reassured her, squeezing and making Ruby arch her hips upward. With Yang sitting on her thighs, the movement lifted her an inch up. "You''re gonna make some girl very,veryhappy one day, Ruby." She started to stroke. No going back now, she thought with faint amusement. She was actually doing it. Not just holding Ruby in her hands, but actually jerking her off. Hands going up and down her giant fucking cock. It was hot to the touch, and the clear bead of pre-cum that had formed at the tip quickly coated Yang''s palm as she rolled her fingers around the tip, making it easier to slide up and down the shaft. And Ruby was really leaking, which made for easy lubrication. She''d been pent up for days¡­ and seemed to have more of a libido than the average girl in the first ce, thanks to this new addition of hers. "Yang¡­" Ruby murmured. The word came out as a breathy whisper, a hiddenpleasebehind it, and something hot coursed through Yang, making her stomach clench so hard it surprised her. All at once, her heart was pounding in her chest. She tried to ignore her arousal¡ªthe fact she waswetfor her little sister¡ªand focused on the task at hand, telling herself that this was simply another one of Ruby''s problems that she was helping with. Nothing weird about it. Her sister had alwayse to her with scraped knees and school woes and the like, and this time, what she needed help with was just... a little different. "Feels good?" Yang murmured. "You like it?" She had intended to be quick and professional about this, to be the helping hand¡ªpun intended, puns were awesome¡ªthat Ruby needed, but the question left her unbidden, and ten times huskier than intended. "Yeah," Ruby stammered. "Your hands feel¡­ feel really good, Yang." Lewd, slick noises filled the air as Yang''s grip traveled up and down her cock. She found it harder and harder to ignore the way her breath was quickening, the way her body was responding to the lewdness of what she was doing. Responding to the feel of Ruby''s length in her hand, to the powerful, virile heat of her sister''s cock as it twitched in her grip. Yang found herself scooting up Ruby''s legs until she was sitting fully on herp. She pressed Ruby''s cock toward her stomach until it was lying t against her. It stood up well past her belly button. She knew even as she was doing it that she shouldn''t, thatying her sister''s cock out against her in such a way was crossing a line¡ªbut there she went anyway, body moving of its own ord. Pressing that hot mass in until it was pushing against her pussy and stomach. img [copse] "That''s how far you''d reach," Yang murmured. "Look at that." Lost in the moment, she didn''t realize what she''d said, and implied, until she looked up to see Ruby''s wide silver eyes, the beet-red coloring of her face. "Um," Yang said, freezing as she came up with a way to salvage the words. "I just mean¡ªit''s so big. I almost can''t believe it." Shehadn''tbeen implying she would let Ruby put it in. Just that if she did, her sister''s twelve inches would fill her up sopletely she might lose her mind. Stir up her insides in a way no one else, maybe literally, ever could. Yang specifically stopped thinking about that. About how deep her sister would reach if, say, she lost control and pushed Yang over, needing more than just hands to pleasure her. Still trying to save herself from her misstep, Yang searched around for something to say. "You know," she said. "We don''t actually talk about girls that much. There''s gonna be lots of options when we get to Beacon, yeah? And you''re gonna need help with this thing," she joked, squeezing. "So what''cha looking for in a girlfriend?" "Um," Ruby said¡ªand Yang realized maybe this was an awkward question to bring up while she was sitting on Ruby''sp, running her hands up and down her cock. "I don''t know? S-Someone nice? And pretty?" Yangughed. It was a typical Ruby answer, generic but probably honest. "I mean, what gets you going?" She squeezed Ruby''s cock in emphasis. "Butt? Legs? Abs? How big do you like your boobs? Gimme the details." On thatst question, Ruby''s eyes flicked down to Yang''s breasts. Her nipples were hard, and, in the loose tank-top she''d worn to bed, visibly poking through the fabric. "A-Any size," Ruby stammered. "But big are¡­ um, big are fun." Yang smirked. The hiddenpliment was obvious: Ruby was saying her big sister''s tits impressed her. Yang couldn''t help but preen at that. More lewd sounds filled the air as Yang continued jerking Ruby off. "I thought you were pent up," Yang said. "But you''re holding off surprisingly well." Ruby had seemed like she''d been going crazy, to the extent Yang had expected to touch her and have her all but instantly explode. But it''d been several minutes now. "It feels really good," Ruby admitted. "But I don''t need to¡­finish yet." "Just enjoying yourself, huh?" Ruby blushed, but then nodded. "Giant cockandthe stamina to go with it," Yang tutted, shaking her head. "No kidding, you''re really gonna make some girl''s year at Beacon." Would makemyyear, if you wanted to. She cut that thought off. Despite Ruby''s squirming and hard breathing, she honestly didn''t seem that close to climax yet. Yang hesitated as an idea hit her. "Maybe you need something to look at? To help you along?" Ruby gave her a confused look. Without exining, Yang slipped off her tank-top, casual as could be, tossing it to the side. "So we''re not here all night," she found herself saying¡ªand a part of her recognized it as an excuse. She had just wanted to see Ruby''s eyes lock to her exposed chest. To her nipples. To feel Ruby''s cock throb in her hands in in arousal at seeing her big sister''s tits. Lusting over her. Just like she was lusting over Ruby. Oh, gods, this was so wrong. She slid off Ruby''sp andy down next to her, stroking with one hand, propped up on an elbow so that her breasts were in Ruby''s face. "Well?" Yang murmured. "These help? I''m not tryna be here all night." Ruby''s body answered the question for her¡ªshe started to buck into Yang''s hand. "O-Oh," Yang said, surprised. "Yeah, okay. Um. You getting close?" The words came out breathy, and she felt her face flush as Ruby''s head fell back into the pillow, eyes squeezing closed as a groan escaped her. After a second, she forced her eyes open and back to Yang''s chest¡ªobviously not wanting to give up the sight of her tits. Her little sister was getting off to her. The thought sent a thrill right to her core. Yang struggled to moderate her own breathing, to not seem too tantly excited at what she was doing. Purely a professional job, this, she reminded herself. Yang''s eyes dropped to Ruby''s cock, watching it twitch and jerk, throbbing with urgency as Ruby slowly ran up to that cliff. Yang was transfixed for a moment before she forced herself to meet Ruby''s eyes again, seeing the same rapt attention reflected there. Ruby''s breath hitched, and her eyes fluttered closed, seeming like an omen this time. Her lips parted as her whole body started to tense. Not there yet, but getting close. A much louder, breathy moan escaped her, a noise Yang had never heard before¡ªa sound of bliss. Her hips really began to pump into Yang''s grip, making the mattress bounce. Her breaths came in short, stuttering gasps, and her whole body trembled with the effort of holding back. Yang sped up, tightening her grip, and with her free hand, she reached down to cup Ruby''s balls, now drawn up tight against her body. Close. Very close. What was she fantasizing about, right now, Yang wondered? "Yang¡­" Ruby whispered. "Go ahead," she murmured into Ruby''s ear. "Come for your big sister." Thosewords definitely hadn''t meant to slip out, but they did¡ªand they broke the dam in an instant. Ruby''s body went rigid as a strangled whine escaped her. Her hips bucked wildly, the muscles in her thighs and stomach tightening as her cock throbbed in Yang''s fist. And finally, she came. img [copse] She shot rope after rope of hot, stringy cum into the air. Somended on Yang''s hand as she pumped, the motions desperate, somehow as eager to get Ruby off as Ruby was togetoff. Some of the sticky material hit Ruby''s stomach and chest, and the rest, well, went everywhere. Yang probably could''ve controlled the coteral damage, but she didn''t. Too caught up in the moment. Too caught up in milking her little sister. The sight of it had Yang feeling faint. She couldn''t believe how turned on she was, seeing Ruby lose control. It was the hottest thing she''d ever seen, bar none, and it left her trembling almost as much as her partner. When it was over, Yangy down at Ruby''s side, cuddling in, her sister''s release coating her hand, warm and sticky. Ruby''s body rxed into the bed, breaths stilling in gasps. As she came down from her high, Yang realized¡ªfully¡ªwhat she''d just done. In the moment, it had been different, but now it was over. She had jerked off her little sister. Oh, gods. "Well, there we go," Yang said, her voice impressively unflustered. "Problem solved." The Novel will be updated first on this website. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!