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“Y-you’re a girl!”
“Hmm~ yes~ please don’t judge me for that, Master~”
There, the secret spot where Ren was shamelessly thrusting her fingers was nothing more than a small pink slit, which seemed to be dripping like a waterfall.
Ren was a girl, and was just a few centimetres away from being impaled by the Ex-Knight’s eager member.
And Jaune simply froze, unsure of how to proceed.
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Ren was a girl?! A girl? How? Hadn’t he noticed? What the hell! He’d thought she was still a boy, just like a devil! Just more androgynous than usual!
These were the rapid thoughts filling the former knight’s mind, but what Jaune unconsciously denied was the obvious.
It is impossible to be both a monster and a man in this world at the same time.
But Jaune’s mind, still seeking some semblance of normality to cling to, deluded itself into believing that his ‘friend’ was still the same, even going so far as to neglect his own safety with two wild monster girls inside his home. It was tantamount to inviting a Grimm into his dwelling.
However, Jaune didn’t stay still for long, for he soon felt his—
“Uhm~”
A grunt followed by Ren’s moan echoed in the stuffy room. The wet, pink slit of the female version of his friend rubbed against his member. Lubricating it as she opened her sweet lips against the thick veins of his shaft.
“R-Ren!” Jaune moaned the Succubus’s name as he struggled to resist, but his mental strength was slowly being broken by the hot pleasure.
“J-Jaune~ I can’t take it anymore~ I’m going to put it in now!”
With an urgency that belied his usually calm and serene nature, Ren thrust himself onto the other’s slick member, already completely drenched in his own desire.
“W-Wait, Re–Eeehn–”
Jaune’s urgent plea was stifled by the pure, wet tightness that enveloped his entire member, and his mind exploded!
Ren was equally in paradise. He—she let out a little squeal, clinging tightly to the member they shared, her tight vaginal walls still contracted around Jaune’s shaft, threatening to suffocate him.
What the hell is this world?
He grunted and, on an instinctive impulse, thrust his penis inside her. There was no resistance as Jaune’s enormous penis penetrated the wet, eager vagina of this version of his friend, especially as her vaginal walls seemed to suck his penis even deeper. Jaune grunted as he felt his cock forced all the way in, sliding smoothly until it reached the wall of her cervix.
This seemed to be even more pleasurable for the succubus in his lap, who was thrusting her hips with a force that belied her small, slender frame.
“Yes~!” she screamed, clenching her fists into the sheets as Jaune’s enormous cock stretched her tight vagina. Her walls trembled, vibrating with pleasure as they were mercilessly stretched by a colossal intruder. The massive, swollen pillar of flesh scraped against her walls, stimulating every sensitive spot her fingers could never reach or satisfy.
"Holy shit...!" Jaune grunted as Ren’s tight vagina squeezed him like nothing ever had before. For someone who hadn’t had sex in ages, since the other world, the intense pressure around his cock was a whole new world of pleasure. The pressure of her vagina, in spasms and orgasms, and the intense gratification of making his best friend scream so loudly, almost made him come. It was just a stubborn feeling in his head that held him back, born of years of sexual experience with beauties from his former world.
He was NOT going to come straight after thrusting in, like some bloody virgin! He’s over 40, for God’s sake!!!
Taking advantage of Ren’s momentary weakness in the face of her orgasms, he leaned over her, reversing their positions and pressing her body down whilst savouring the sensation of her tight vagina.
“Aaaaahn~ J-Jaeeeuneeee~”
Ren gasped as her eyes rolled back and a long, sharp tongue fell from her mouth in spasms; her face was an [Ahegao] that Jaune knew well and only served to make him harder.
Looking down as he thrust his member, he saw that her small, shallow vagina couldn’t accommodate the full length of his cock, and he felt himself pressed firmly against her cervix, creating a visible bulge in her slender body.
He grunted for a second, pulling off his shirt and resting his fists on the bed beside her head, before taking a deep breath and starting to FUCK her.
Ren burst into high-pitched squeals and screams, unprepared for his thick cock to begin penetrating her tight walls with such ferocity, where moments ago he had been trapped beneath her. The huge, hard shaft pounded like a stake against the entrance to her cervix, but thanks to its monstrous nature, it didn’t hurt. Instead, it sent a powerful, intense wave of pleasure coursing through her entire body.
“HMMM~ M-MORE–M-MHHM! aaahn~”
She screamed louder than she ever had in her life, her knees trembling as her eyes rolled back. Her tongue fell out of her mouth, her mind going blank as she CAME. The most powerful orgasm of her life coursed through her unprepared body and she soaked the sheets with her gush of fluid.
Despite the tension of trying not to come, it was all too much for Jaune. The sensations, the pleasure, the heat and the moans.
Ah… I think this feels familiar.
With a strange, nostalgic thought, Jaune clenched his hands on Ren’s firm waist—AND SHOVED the more than 20 cm of thick, veiny flesh into her small, pink, wet tunnel; the result was wet slapping sounds and squeals as he enjoyed Ren’s post-orgasm with a familiar, trembling, tight little pussy.
“AHM! HM! UUOH! J-JAUNEEEY!”
Ren could only writhe beneath him as he was driven to climax after climax. He had gone from predator to prey, and Jaune was mere seconds away from emptying himself inside him.
His hips thrust into him like a machine, and Jaune felt he was very close; he could no longer bear the weight of his heavy testicles. He was about to come, and it would be the biggest and most abundant ejaculation since he came into this perverted world!
“I’m coming, Ren…!” He growled in his ear.
Whilst moaning beneath him, Ren could still make out his words, but what caught his attention was the implicit desire in them.
He wants permission to come inside~
Ren’s eyes rolled back. But her mouth fell open as her normally sharp mind was overwhelmed by the monstrous desire to consume essence. Her body was begging for it. That was what she had been made for.
That was the definition of monster girls; they were born to find their love and give themselves entirely to them.
With heart-shaped pupils, Ren already knew her answer—
"Ye–ies...!" She moaned as she trembled through yet another climax: "Come inside me! I want to feel your hot semen in my womb! I’ve dreamed of you every night for as long as I can remember! Please, my knight! Give it to me!”
“Reen—” her words seemed to inflame Jaune’s desires even further, and she screamed as she felt his already massive cock swell even more deep inside her vagina. It was ready to penetrate her womb like a cannon. Then, she felt the monstrous cock throb, and soon jets as hot as lava—pure, potent semen—spurted from his penis into her hungry womb.
Ah—Sorry, Nora, I got him before you~
“GHMMMM—MUAAAHN~”
Ren’s mind went blank as an animalistic scream escaped her dazed throat, feeling that hot semen flood her womb like hot, potent lava.
Her body practically convulsed with unbelievable pleasure as the massive orgasm hit her like a giant wave; she came so hard she practically fainted beneath Jaune.
Ren lay limp, drooling and laughing with euphoria on the bed; Jaune was still recovering, but the tightness was still intense and the pleasure supreme, and unconsciously he kept moving and grinding, immersed in the act of prolonging the pleasure he felt for the first time from coupling with a monster girl.
He kept his hips clamped tight with their genitals joined, a profane mixture of semen and vaginal fluid.
He was panting as if he’d just fought a gruelling battle against Grimms. His body was sweating, and he felt strangely shaky—which was odd, as he’d had more intense sex than this before, and with more than one girl, but it seemed as though Ren had drained all his strength.
The sensation was so overwhelming that he couldn’t control it. Now that they were both satisfied, Jaune felt ecstatic. He felt on top of the world. At the same time… sleepy?
His eyes grew heavy and his body gradually lost its strength, until he collapsed beside Ren’s slender, sweaty body.
But before he could pass out completely, he heard his friend’s (friend’s?) voice.
“Sleep, dear Knight… I’m sorry about that…”
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“—WHAT?”
When Jaune woke up and sat up in bed, he found himself in an empty, ordinary room.
“W-what?” As he frantically scanned the bed, everything looked normal and tidy, with no sign of a second person there. Not even the sheets, which had been stained the night before, seemed to have a single drop of sweat on them. Everything was normal.
“Wait… why are my underpants wet… shit…”
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Jaune spent the whole breakfast blushing as he avoided Ren’s gaze, who was raising a questioning eyebrow at him.
But how could he possibly answer? “Oh, hi Ren! You know, I met an otherworldly version of you, and seeing you now as a girl, well, I sort of had an erotic dream and wet my knickers over you—is it okay if we’re friends?”
Obviously, that wasn’t the best choice of words. So he opted for an embarrassed silence.
Coughing to distract himself, he turned away to finish his breakfast as quickly as possible whilst plucking up the courage to face Ren and Nora.
Later, he couldn’t bring himself to say anything to them and made up an excuse about needing to restock his supplies, then left, telling them both to wait for him to return home, but that they could make use of it in his absence.
Nora grumbled whilst Ren merely nodded, understanding his excuse, and he left as respectfully and quickly as he could, heading out of town.
Bloody hell!!! What sort of dream is that? Have I turned into a teenager, even psychologically, now? To him, things still felt strange in a way!
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Jaune was wandering through the town he now lived in, watching the Passers-by go about their peaceful lives. Strangely, compared to his old life, these People and Monsters walked side by side in a mixed crowd.
Blake would love living here.
Jaune thought as he bought another bag of grain to make more bread, since Nora had grown fond of it.
Jaune rarely came into town, preferring to stay on the farm, yet he knew that sometimes he had to restock supplies and would return to this place.
This town did not exist in his home world; perhaps it had been razed by the Grimms, or perhaps not.
It was a trading town named ‘Aureus’ that had prospered since ancient times as a strategic hub linking the kingdoms of Mistral and Vale, widely known as a veritable melting pot of cultures and races. Naturally, as it attracted large numbers of individuals of dubious origin, security had never been exemplary; yet its long history of turning impurity into a driving force for development had ultimately formed a deep foundation, from which a unique vitality and charm had sprung.
In a way, it was a good city to live in; its diverse inhabitants ensured it neither stagnated nor became too insular, always providing new ways to earn enough to sustain itself, but not enough to attract the attention of Monster Girls.
Although—
“Damn…” Jaune muttered upon encountering a… disagreeable… person…
“Jauney-boy? Is that you I’m looking at?” said an irritating voice in a mocking tone that Jaune had hoped never to hear again
“Hi… Cardin…”
Cardin Winchester. His school bully in both this world and the other. Jaune felt the urge to have his sword back.
You see, in his old world, Cardin was someone he had learnt to respect. After putting their grievances behind them and Cardin maturing following his first year at Beacon, they became warriors in the war against Salem, and allies forged in blood and mud.
He was there at Winchester’s death, a worthy warrior who died to protect Menagerie, redeeming himself for his racist attitudes in his teens. But now the lad in front of him?
A reckless brat!
“Don’t look at me like that, Jaune-boy, we’re friends!”
Jaune grunted almost inaudibly as he watched the boy get too close. His eyes travelled from Jaune’s feet to his head; it was obvious he was looking for reasons to mock him. Besides—
“Cardin…” he said slowly, taking a step back to avoid the physical greeting. “Shouldn’t you be… looking after your friends back there?”
His eyes wandered to the two girls behind Cardin; he feared them far more than the untrained brute in front of him.
Both were MG, which in itself made them problematic. But they were specifically a Black Harpy and a Dhampir. Although the latter was trying to hide her presence.
Her Mana is leaking as she stares at me, a frightening lady.
“My girls?” said Cardin as he flashed a ‘charming’ smile in their direction, before turning back to him. “They’re just out for a stroll. How about you come along with us too, Jauney-Boy? It’ll be fun!”
Cardin’s eyes clearly sparkled with malice, probably thinking of showing his dominance over them by intimidating him.
I’m sorry, Cardin, but if we do that, I’ll break your arm, and I don’t want your dad coming to bother me at home—again.
Just as Jaune opened his mouth to refuse and give a final answer, a strong hand gripped Cardin’s shoulder from behind; the sound of the leather clothes he wore being crushed was audible to an ordinary person like Jaune.
“Card–din…. I thought I told you not to go near Jaune anymore….”
When they both turned round, the sight of a red-eyed Yang staring straight into Cardin’s soul was enough to make the nearly two-metre-tall boy turn pale.
Which made sense; no matter how strong you were, defeating a brute-type MGE with brute force was impossible, especially if you were human.
Jaune watched, smiling, as the boy-man made hasty excuses and left, summoning the MGEs with him, trying to act as if he’d done Jaune a ‘favour’.
Well… I’d like to wish you good luck with those two violent-type MGEs, but—
“Fuck you, Cardin…” he muttered under his breath, but Yang’s laughter made him realise she’d heard.
““Jauney~ you came to Aureus and didn’t even let us know.” The Cowgirl pouted as she approached him, taking advantage of his full arms to nudge his cheek. “Jauney’s being a naughty boy!”
“Sorry–ow ow ow, SORRY!” he shouted as he tried to escape the Cowgirl’s tight grip.
After a few moments of struggle, she released his cheek, granting the poor Jaune some respite
“Well, since you’re here! Let’s go and visit Mum! She’s been missing you, as you haven’t visited in a while!”
“—Wait! Are you talking about… Mrs Rose?”
“Who else could it be?” Yang’s sarcastic reply made Jaune’s eyes widen, for he had forgotten that in this world, Summer Rose was still alive!
“—I-I!”
“No excuses, let’s go!”
“Hey hey—Yang, wait—”
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Jaune soon found himself at the Xiao-Long Rose house, sitting at a dining table laden with a veritable feast of various dishes. It could easily have been mistaken for an
all-you-can-eat buffet.
“Oh~ Jaune! It’s been ages, dear! Eat up! Make the most of it—it’s not often we have you at home.”
“Of course… Aunt Summer.”
The woman who doted on Jaune as she walked around the dining room placing food and more food on the table is “Summer Rose”, Ruby and Yang’s late mother, who was, however, very much alive in this world.
“Eat up, Jaune! Come on! Mum’s made cookies!”
“Hehehe, if you want milk, stud~”
His face flushed even more at the sight of the two shameless cowgirls stuffing themselves with food whilst rubbing up against his arms, all in front of his mother! He honestly still didn’t understand how everything was so perverted in this world.
But Summer DIDN’T CARE! She just let out a little giggle and looked at them fondly! Perhaps it was because she was a monster too.
Yes, Summer was a Monster Girl, but what kind? He didn’t know that; after all, she apparently managed to hide her true form with some sort of amulet. He only knew that she was of a different race to Ruby and Yang.
She was a stunning beauty even in her mundane human form… well, to call her ‘ordinary’ would be an understatement!
Summer was a sight worthy of a MILF. She had a curvaceous body, with soft skin and a gentle, feminine face, yet that of a fully-grown, mature woman. Her own body seemed at its peak; it hadn’t sagged with age, but was plump as one would expect from a ripe fruit. Large, round breasts covered only by a long summer dress, a bottom that swayed like peaches, perfectly round and full. Both showed no sign of sagging with age. Right at the peak of her 37 years.
And it’s all my fault…
“—Stop overthinking!”
“Ouch!”
Before he could sink back into melancholy, Yang’s strong fist clenched his arm, causing Jaune to jump in sudden pain.
“You’ve got that look on your face again.”
“Face?”
“The ‘oh my God, I’m awful’ one! Stop moping and let’s eat!”
“Well…” he began, but stopped himself when he saw her raising her fist again – “okay, okay! Sorry! Hehehee.”
He distracted himself by eating the meal and feast in front of him, whilst trying to ignore the burning sensation on his skin, knowing this was a three-way attack with the girls and his mother watching him.
Still… what sort of M.G. had she become?
Jaune ate distractedly, occasionally answering or being teased by his girls. He had almost forgotten last night’s events and the girls at his house. But he remembered he had enough supplies for tonight, and that Ren would stop Nora from destroying his house. Besides, only an hour and a half had passed; nothing serious to account for his delay.
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Just a few hours later, after fighting Yang and Ruby for his freedom, and having to endure Summer’s giggles and scary stares, Jaune managed to get back home.
He should try to focus on his old team coming back; he’d lived with these new Ruby and Yang for months, they could manage without him for a little while.
A.N: *Sorry, guys~ but this initial arc is about the JNPR team~ the RWBY team is next!*
When he opened the front door, Jaune was immediately grabbed by strong arms and hoisted into the air like a sack of rice by an excited Minotaur—
“Jauney—Where’ve you been? Did you bring food? Is there bread? Shall we have sex?” Immediately, a torrent of questions was hurled at Jaune, who could only weep inwardly at now being merely a plaything for this giant.
However, once again he was saved, just as before, by Ren—
“Nora? Put him down and let him rest,” he—she!—said, as she floated up and took the shopping from his hands. His words made Nora pout, but she listened.
Soon he found himself placed on the floor as he muttered a “thank you”.
‘Right. I’ve made dinner.’
“O-oh? You didn’t have to, Ren! I could—” His words were cut short as Nora once again pulled him towards the kitchen.
“Let’s eat, Jauney!”
And so, for the second time, he found himself in the midst of monster girls (this time a Minotaur and a Succubus) having dinner.
This time he was seated next to Ren. He felt cornered, but what was even stranger was that Ren didn’t seem the least bit affected by any of it! He was starting to think that the previous night had been a dream!
He ate only a little before feeling full. He stood up slightly from the table, as he watched both of their attention shift to him
“Well. You can eat whatever you like; I’m sorry for being late today, but if you want to stay, you’re welcome to; if you want to leave, I won’t stop you.” He explained as he looked at both of them and continued. “If you decide to stay, I’d like to hire you to help me on the farm. Because, well… it’s just me here, and so in exchange for lodging, food and shelter, I’d like your help.”
After finishing, he looked at them, trying to see any sign of refusal, and then—
“That’s fine by me, Mr Arc. Nora and I have no family, so we’re grateful for this chance,” said Ren, as polite and courteous as ever. Nothing like the night before
“If Ren stays, I stay! And Jaune—be our husband!”
“...” Jaune just watched as Nora stood up with a big smile on her face. He just sighed, but smiled slightly at the amusement in the Minotaur’s eyes.
“Of course, of course, queen of the castle.”
Jaune still felt tense, but… perhaps he really should make the most of this chance with his friends, and who knows… she might still be in this world and… appear to him…
■■■■■■ ■■■■■–My partner.
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Cut…
Cut…
Cut…
It felt as though I were tearing through a cage.
“Haa, haa, haa, haa, haa, haa, haa, haa, haa”
Dignity and freedom, contempt and slander, freedom and lack of freedom. To retain human form for as long as possible, yet without giving up anything else.
However, his claws are far too long for a human’s, so he cannot grasp a human hand. The fruit of wisdom cannot be eaten due to his well-developed canines. His body is an instrument fashioned merely as a means to satisfy carnal desires.
I want flesh. I want to feel the pleasure of the flesh. I am thirsty and have a great desire to eat blood and the Sacred essence.
This deadly poison — that which drives him mad — is what he calls lust.
"----, I------WANT----,--"
The saliva dripping from his chin gave off a smell of blood.
His lower limbs, including his thighs, arms and even the muscles of his cheeks, contract in a peristaltic manner. The urge to eat is what the body is demanding.
Feed me quickly. Anyone will do. Give me some meat. I want to tear it apart, I want to tear it apart, I want to tear it apart, I want to tear it apart, I want to tear it apart, I want to tear it apart, I want to tear it apart, I want to devour this prey completely.
When I crawled out of my nest, it was still barely light outside. Your eyes perceive the twilight in that space.
Is it sunlight or is it fire? As I paid attention, the intense aroma made my nose twitch. Without a doubt.
There is prey over there.
Whether it is truly human or not is uncertain, but to this monster so similar, it is nothing more than meat to satisfy its hunger.
The more painful, the more pleasurable. The more the desire grows, the greater becomes the pleasure of possessing the ‘man’.
This one here──
He is close—
If you cut him──
Pure love—
Eternal pleasure—
“Jaune….”
Crimson eyes gleam in the twilight. Having lost its former glorious jade colour, it now possesses only the crimson hue of a demon.
Remnants of what once was. But these are nothing more than past memories of a lost life; the current “body” is but a shadow of its former self, reduced to a heap of shadowy fragments clinging together in a vain attempt to return to its former form—yet this is impossible.
What has been taken away will never return.