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The Remnant Armada
By : DarkWolves
Category: +M through R > RWBY
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Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY and I make no money from writing this.
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Contains: Ruby x Many, Domestic AU, Ruby is Sixteen, Futanari (Ruby), No Sex, Exhibitionism, Teasing, Semi-public nudity, Implied infidelity, Femdom, Dub-con (Sort of)

Ruby rechecked the readout on the thermometer. 39°C. Same as the night before but still high. And her fever still hadn’t abated and her body refused to stop shivering. That settled it then. There was no way that Yang was going to be well enough to handle her shift doing the morning milk delivery for the local convenience store across Patch.

Ruby said that she would take over her sister’s route until she got better. Yang insisted that she could afford to miss a week but Ruby wasn’t having any of it. She was going to ensure that her big sister didn’t have anything to worry about except staying in bed and getting better.

Rubys sudden outpouring of sisterly altruism wasn’t her sole reason for offering. A weeks pay, combined with her allowances saved so far, would be just enough to finally buy Grimm Fantasy Online without needing to wait for the Vapour sales. It was with this selfless self-interest in mind that Ruby set out on her bike determined to see this through to the end. No matter what came of it.

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After several hours of pedalling the length and breadth of the settlement, she was finally nearing the end of her route. She wasn’t sure why Yangs route had left these particular cluster of houses to last. It seems like a lot of backtracking just for this one street. Hey ho, she was getting paid either way.

First on the list was Mrs Amari Nikos. Ruby had to wonder if her daughter was Pyrrha Nikos the famous athlete. Maybe she’d ask if she got the chance.

Ruby knocked at the door and waited. Ruby could see her approach through the glass front of the door, looking as though she was just throwing on a housecoat or something. Ruby leant down to retrieve the two glass pints that were on the order sheet. The door opened in front of her.

“Well, hello-” the woman’s greeting was silenced by a sharp shriek of surprise.

Ruby glanced up just in time to see a woman who very much reminded her of Pyrrha. The same emerald green eyes and pale skin but with shoulder length red hair instead of the long ponytail. The one thing which set her apart was that Ruby had never seen an after-match interview with Pyrrha standing topless with her hands clasped over her chest as she stared shocked into the camera.

Ruby fought to keep herself together. Already she could feel her cock beginning to rise beneath her skirt. It was something of an inherited trait in her family. Not that Ruby wanted to be thinking about her sister in that way.

Ruby suddenly found herself imagining Pyrrha standing there. Topless. Her hands clasped across her firm, ripe breasts. Would they really be that big? After all, it would be difficult in matches and they didn’t look quite that large on TV unless she tied them down under her uniform and-

“Uh, two pints” Ruby held up the two glass pint bottles of ‘Udder Satisfaction’ for her appraisal. Mrs Nikos reached out to accept the bottles before clasping them across her chest.

“Ok, bye then” Ruby said cheerily. Her transaction completed she turned back around and left. Onto the next delivery.

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Mrs Willow Schnee. Ruby and Yang had known her and her family since they were little. Yang went to High School with the oldest sister Winter and Ruby was good friends with her middle daughter Weiss. Once again, Ruby knocked on the front door and waited.

The door opened. Willow stepped out to greet Ruby dressed in a short, pale white silken robe and a coquettish smile. The coquettish smile was swiftly discarded once it dawned on her who she was greeting.

“Oh, Ruby” Willow cinched the robe tighter around herself in near panic. This served little good as the thin material provided a rather, accurate, outline of all that it was meant to be concealing.

“I see you just got out of bed” Ruby remarked.

“Uh, yes I did” Willow replied, eager for any explanation that would divert away from the other far less wholesome interpretations. Even Willow’s perfectly arranged hair, prepared in an elaborate peacock fashion across the back of her head did little to dissuade them from agreeing that as the most reasonable explanation.

“I’m afraid that Weiss isn’t here at the moment so…” Noticing the milk bottles in Rubys hands Willow seized on those as an opportunity to change the subject. “Why don’t I just take those and you can be on-”

“Mother” a voice called out from down the hallway. “Stop monopolising the poor girl and-” Ruby glanced around Willow in search of the source of the voice. Ruby found it only to suddenly feel her eyes threatening to tear themselves from their sockets at the sight.

Weiss’s older sister stepped out from the living room into Ruby’s view. Ruby’s full view. Well, full excluding the parts that were covered by the pair of frilly pale blue panties. Like her high, pert breasts topped by the matching pair of rosy pink nipples. They weren’t covered, not covered at all.

Seeing both Willow and Winter next to eachother like that, it was almost a visual representation for the stages of female maturity. Combined with the glimpses Ruby had caught of Weiss in the shower after PE that seemed to add up. If that were the case, did that mean that this was what Weiss would look like in a few-

Ruby shook her head clear and swiftly returned to the matter at hand. In her brief moment of distraction Winter had dived for cover behind the door frame of the kitchen door. Even with just her pale shoulders in view Ruby still felt herself being rather, distracted.

“I see you’re having a lazy morning too, Winter” Ruby said cheerily.

“Yes, I am” Winter replied, choosing to simply follow with that explanation.

Ruby handed Willow her order with a cheery wave. “Say hi to Weiss for me”

Turning away, Ruby headed off to the next delivery. Just a few left.

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Ms Glynda Goodwitch. Professor Goodwitch as Ruby called her. Or ‘Professor Bad Bitch’ as only the bravest students muttered in hushed tones only after making doubly sure that she wasn’t around to hear it.

Ruby knocked on the door, eager just to hand over her order and get out without-

“You’re late!” Ruby recognised her teacher’s harsh chastisement through the door. “Looks like you’re in need some proper edu-”

Professor Goodwitch opened the door, wearing her usual teaching outfit and brandishing a riding crop.

“Professor, did I forget about some weekend make up class or something?” Ruby blurted out in blind panic.

“Uh, no Ruby” Glynda was quick to clarify.

If Ruby hadn’t been quite so flustered, she might have noticed that despite the familiar white shirt and black pencil skirt Professor Goodwitch was not actually dressed in her usual teaching outfit. Some key distinctions of note, aside from the black riding crop, was that the ever-diligent Professor had neglected to close the last few buttons on her shirt. This oversight, if viewed from the appropriate angle, revealed that the Professor was not in fact wearing any underwear. An observant onlooker might also note that the Professors usually conservative knee length skirt had been substituted with a rather less conservative thigh length equivalent.

Still, such minor details seemingly went unnoticed as Ruby handed her order across. “I promise I’ll get that assignment to you next week”

Glynda, fighting to maintain her professional demeanour, replied. “Yes please, see that you do”

With that, Ruby beat a hasty retreat and onto her next delivery.

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Ms Salem Nacht.

This was one of the few people on the list that Ruby wasn’t already familiar with, either through family or friends at college. She did remember seeing her occasionally when she came to visit Weiss. Tall, elegant, usually dressed in black and hints of red with distinctive snow-white hair, pale skin and piercing red eyes. She used to give Ruby the creeps when she was little. Some of the other kids even suggested that she was a witch who ate children like in the stories. Still, she couldn’t allow childish superstitions affect her work.

Ruby stepped up to the door and knocked, a pair of milk bottles clutched in her hands ready to hand over the order and leave in the shortest possible time. She was waiting a few moments before the door swung open in front of her. A ghostly white hand lunged out of the darkness, snatched her by the scruff of her coat and dragged her stumbling across the threshold.

The pitch darkness inside left Ruby utterly unprepared as a pair of lips, their touch cold as ice, seized her own in a deep kiss. Whoever, or whatever, this was had held her in a vice like hold around her middle she found herself unable to escape the press of the body against hers. Her fingers tightened around the pair of glass bottles still held in her hand. Rubys eyes flashed as she felt a probing tongue slip past her lips, caressing and searching through her mouth with the same unyielding determination. Ruby could feel the air being sucked from her lungs by the sheer forcefulness of the embrace.

Just as suddenly as it had overtaken her, the probing tongue stopped. The lips retreated as Ruby was permitted a deep, gasping breath to regain the air that had been so thoroughly sucked from her by the unknown lips relentless sucking.

The arms remained however, tight around her back and offering her little opportunity to escape the press of the body against her own. As her eyes began to adjust to the darkness, Ruby could make sense of a pale outline in front of her. In the centre, a pair of piercing red eyes stared down at her.

The crimsonette felt a deep sense of panic rising over her. Had the rumours had been true after all? Perhaps, in her foolishness she had stumbled helplessly into the lair of the Witch and would be devoured to serve her-

As quickly as she had been drawn in, Ruby suddenly found herself being pushed back out onto the front step. The rush of wind brushed against the back of her hair as the door was summarily slammed shut behind her. After regaining her thoughts, seeing little other option, Ruby simply laid the two glass milk bottles down on the doorstep. She returned to her bike and continued her rounds.

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Ruby had come to the final house on her route. Mrs Kali Belladonna.

The Belladonna family had moved here a few years ago and brought with them some of the exoticism Ruby had always found fascinating when studying about the other Kingdoms. Case in point, the windchime doorbell Ruby rang as she waited patiently by the doorway.

The door opened to reveal Mrs Belladonna, rather in keeping with the theme of the day, dressed in a knee length black Yukata style dressing gown. Her Faunus cat ears flicked on top of her head as she made a show of leaning her back against the door frame, her lightly tanned leg rising up such that Ruby was most definitely at risk of seeing more than perhaps she should.

“Well” Kali purred. “You’re certainly an unexpected surprise”

“I’m here to deliver your order” Ruby held up a large carton of goats milk.

Authors Note: Cow’s milk for cats is actually really bad as many cats are lactose intolerant. Unprocessed goats milk is supposed to be better but consult a trained vet or other animal expert rather than some random person on the internet. I don’t know why I’m even writing this here other than to remind you of the fact that Blake (And Kali) are Cat Faunus and therefore normal cat rules may or may not apply. And now that I’ve completely ruined the mood for everyone let’s get back to what we were doing… right now… as soon as I’m done typing this… after this… that’s the last one… seriously.

“That’s most thoughtful of you” Kali began to tease with the end of the loose tie of her dressing gown, swirling it gently in front of her. “We cats certainly enjoy our cream. In fact, Yang was quite adept at providing her own ‘Special Reserve’”

“I’m afraid Yangs not feeling well this week” Ruby explained. “I’m her younger sister, Ruby”

“Sister?” Kali’s eyes flashed. Perhaps not all was lost today. “And how much younger might that be?”

“I’ll be 17 in October” Ruby replied.

“Oh” Kali immediately dropped the tie of her Yukata as though it had scolded her, dashing to her feet as she smoothed out the hem as low as it might go.

“Well, thanks for the milk” Kali accepted the carton.

With her final delivery made Ruby headed off back down the street. Time to head home.

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Yang lay stewing beneath her thick cocoon of blankets on the living room sofa. And not just as a result of the fever. Even as she continued to fight off the ever-persistent fever she dutifully continued to watch the clock, counting down the hours and minutes as they passed by. Even terrible daytime TV served little to distract her from her ceaseless clock watching. Ruby had been out for about two and half hours now, she must be heading-

The front door opened, hearing Ruby shuffling her way through the hallway. Her heart began to race wildly in her chest.

“Hey Rubes” Yang nervously called out. “How was work?”

Yang could hear Ruby taking off her boots in the hallway. “Fine”

“Anything, unusual happen?” Yang not so subtly probed.

Ruby glided past the open living room door without stopping. “Nope”

Yang could feel herself beginning to relax. Maybe she’d been worrying about nothing. Maybe it hadn’t been so bad letting Ruby take her shift for-

Any amount of security Yang had felt was instantly shattered when she noticed Ruby peering around the doorframe. Those piercing silver eyes remained unyielding, relentlessly boring into her soul.

“Yang” Ruby said creepily matter-of-factly. “Why were all those women coming to the door expecting you, with no clothes on?”

A moment of awkward pause passed between them.

“Good question” Yang replied before swiftly changing the subject. “And here’s one for you. How would you like a copy of Grimm Fantasy Online?”

Another deep, lingering pause passed between them.

“With the Scythe of Deicide expansion pack?” Ruby clarified.

“Of course” Yang affirmed.

Ruby nodded silently before heading off to her room.

Yang sat back into her duvet cocoon. It seems she would need to ask for some extra shifts once she was well enough to work. In the meantime, she needed to think of what to say to her ‘Preferred Customers’. After all, it was her responsibility to ensure their Udder Satisfaction.

***************Authors Nonsense***************

<Ruby sits on the sofa playing Grimm Fantasy Online. Yang returns from work>

Ruby, calling out to Yang: “Hey sis, how was work?”

<Yang collapses down onto the sofa next to Ruby>

Yang: “Tiring. Making up for a lot of missed shifts”

<Yang shifted uneasily on the sofa from the lingering soreness in her muscles and especially her butt>

Yang: “Oh yeah, Mrs Belladonna was asking if you wanted to come round for a visit?”

Ruby: “Sure, when would that be?”

Yang: “About a year and a half from now”

Four years I've been writing this. Four years, 63 chapters (Excluding contents) and nearly 400 pages worth of writings. What an even greater waste of perfectly good data storage capacity.

Seriously though, thank you both to those who stuck with me from the beginning and those of you who've joined recently and caught up this far. Merry Christmas (Or equivalent holiday greeting) and see you all again for 2022.
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The Remnant Armada	By : DarkWolves Category: +M through R > RWBY Views: 65085 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY and I make no money from writing this.

The Remnant Armada