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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.
Chapter List
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Contains: Weiss x Many, No Sex, Futanari (Weiss), Angels and Demons, Angel Weiss is a bad friend, Demon Weiss is not much better, So much temptation

Weiss Schnee grew up in a rather traditional household. Traditionalist even by Atlas’s comparatively conservative standards. She went to a proper Finishing School. She learned the proper arts of modesty, sophistication and humility that would see her grow into the perfect image of an Atlas noblewoman.

Thus, it was with great reluctance that her parents agreed to allow her education at Beacon Academy in Vale. Thus, for perhaps the first time in her life, Weiss found herself free of her parents overbearing attentions. She was also faced with the prospect of being surrounded by a plethora of fit young women in their prime. Women who just so happened to be dressed for a climate other than perpetual ice and snow. That was something of a problem for Weiss, one which she-

“Phwoar, look at the pair on that one!”

Weiss didn’t even bother to acknowledge the boisterous voice coming off her shoulder. Divine intervention or a symptom of some deep-rooted personality disorder, Weiss had never managed to finally establish the truth. She was perpetually accompanied by a pair of figures lingering on her shoulders.

The one on her right, looking rather familiar with her shimmering silvery white hair and piercing blue eyes, was a young woman dressed in a flowing white gown and bathed in the radiant light from her golden halo. Similarly, on her left shoulder, was another familiar figure in a charcoal black and red tinted dress and a pair of pointed red horns atop her head. Weiss simply referred to them as ‘Angel’ and ‘Demon’ respectively. For as long as she could remember they had been there, perpetually whispering in her ears.

“Can you please keep a hold of yourself” Demon bemoaned. “At least while we’re in public”

“What’s the problem?” Angel asked. “We’re here now so we might as well kick back and enjoy ourselves. I thought you of all people would appreciate some good old-fashioned debauchery?”

“Contrary to what one might assume, I’m not constantly trying to tempt innocents into sin” Demon turned towards Weiss. “After all, I know that if I tell you to do something you’ll just ignore it because you have unresolved authority issues. The truth is, Demons can be far more restrained and insidious than one might assume” Demon turned towards Angel. “She’s just a perv”

The reality was, as Weiss had become intimately aware, that Angel was an unabashed pervert.

“I’m not a perv” Angel objected. “I just happen to enjoy some of the softer, more delicate, more luxurious things in life”

“You mean vaginas” Demon was quick to clarify.

“Give me a break” Angel chided her. “Do you have any idea what it’s like in the afterlife?”

“I know most Angels are so repressed you think that just gawking at barely legal teenage girls makes you a debauched hotbed of unbridled corruptive self-indulgence” Demon glanced down at Weiss. “Rather like ‘Miss Icicle up her Butt’ here”

“I’d hardly call the angelic seraphim repressed” Angel was quick to defend. “Oh, and Miss Weiss of course”

“Are you kidding?” Demon chuckled. “She’s so highly strung that if she keeps her emotions bottled up any longer she’ll deliver herself straight to Hells gate on a silver platter. So what’s the point of ever trying to tempt her?”

“I know that at her core she is inherently good” Angel protested. “She is so good in fact that she can afford to cut loose and enjoy herself while she-”

Something struck Weiss’s middle, forcing her onto her back foot to avoid stumbling over. Weiss glanced down to see a girl with dark and red tipped hair dressed in a Beacon uniform collapsed down on the floor in front of her. In her surprise the girl didn’t seem to be aware of the position she had put herself in. With the hem of her skirt thrown up the poor girl was practically inviting the peeping heiress to stare at her close-fitting black shorts underneath.

Weiss could already feel her cock beginning to stir between her thighs. She found it almost impossible to control under the best of circumstances much less-

“Our first conquest!” Angel practically squealed. “Go on, she’s completely exposed. Just jump on her and ravage her right here out in the open. Quickly, while she’s still dazed and apologetic!”

It was as though she knew exactly what she was thinking. Shouldn’t come as much of a surprise, they had been sharing a headspace for almost all of her life. Still, in spite of her companions’ ceaseless temptations, Weiss resisted the urge and headed into Beacon. She was determined to start her first lessons on the right foot.

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Weiss sat herself down at the desk overlooking the lecture theatre. She opened her satchel as she began taking out her stationery.

“It didn’t take long for you to start perving on the local totties” Demon mused. “Is that why you got yourself kicked out of heaven, for being a perv?”

“I didn’t get ‘kicked out’” Angel was quick to protest. “All seraphim are expected to volunteer to provide guidance and support in the mortal world. And they are expected to only return once their task is complete”

“So they deliberately assign you the problem child who won’t listen to a word you say and has no hope of ever making it up there?” Demon said.

“I simply want to give her the opportunity to enjoy her life as best she can before she receives her place in Heaven” Angel retorted. “What about you? I suppose you were the one of the most foul and corrupting demons which is why you were assigned to try and tempt her into sin?”

“Actually, I’m considered fairly tame amongst the demon spawn” Demon was quick to challenge. “Their ideas of temptation amount to little more than boorish greed and unfettered lust. It’s surprising so many humans actually fall for such obvious ploys. I simply raised it to the leadership that there were far more effective ways to tempt souls into damnation. They said I should go out and prove my theories. And not to come back till I did”

“So they deliberately assign you the problem child even you admit your ideas won’t work on?” Angel was quick to point out with a rather unrefined sneer.

“Be that as it may” Demon was quick to move on. “I’m still determined to prove-”

“Class, let us begin”

From the front of the lecture theatre Professor Goodwitch’s stern address brought the entire hall to silence in an instant. Weiss sighed with relief as the lecture on Remnant History finally began. Studiously taking notes about the implications of the Vale Agricultural Reform Act made her feel a great sense of calm as she could immerse herself in the topic free of-

“Look at those two, like a ripe pair of cantaloupes stuffed in an undersized bag”

Weiss’s moment of serene calm was swiftly shattered by Angel’s latest crude remark. Weiss raised herself from her notes to find herself to be presented with the subject of her companion’s interest laid plain in front of her. Professor Goodwitch was writing on the blackboard, leaning over to continue her writings across the bottom section whilst inadvertently presenting the swell of her buttocks from beneath her form-fitting black pencil skirt.

“This is your chance of a lifetime” Angel teased. “Just grab that crop of hers and beat those puppies like a drum. Right here, right now. In front of everyone!” the excitement in her voice was impossible to ignore.

“No, don’t. Think of the children” which was made all the more apparent by the dry retort from Demon on her other shoulder.

Weiss decided to ignore them both and refocussed her efforts on continuing her studies. Yet even as Professor Goodwitch finally completed her notes Weiss found her mind unable to settle with thoughts of crops and skirts and cantaloupes all vying her attention.

“Are you sure she’s ok?” Demon asked in a rare moment of compassion. “I think you might have actually fried her brain with that last one”

“Our girls fine” Angel assured her. “She’s probably just daydreaming about climbing into a bath with Professor Goodwitch”

“Of course she is” Demon responded. “It’s not like there are any other attractive single women in view. All of them your age”

“Perhaps she’s developing an inkling towards older women?” Angel admitted. “You’ve got to admire her for keeping her options open”

Weiss sat in silence as she hoped her next class would prove somewhat less distracting.

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Inevitably, the day soon came to lesson that Weiss had been dreading most. Physical Education.

While she actually enjoyed the exercising it meant that she would have to wear gym clothes. And Weiss had learned early on that even the biggest, baggiest pair of workout pants failed to conceal her once she got excited. Despite the risk however, Weiss decided to default to the close-fitting white training top and black shorts.

After a brief warm up of stretches Weiss decided to let out her lingering frustrations via a good long run on the treadmill. This allowed her to focus entirely on her run and exclude all else around her. That turned out to be rather a good thing as there was much temptation to be had lingering in her peripheral vision.

The dark-haired Faunus Blake was stretching out in some rather captivating yoga poses. Then there was the red headed athlete Pyrrha flexing her muscles on the arm curl machine. She could also see one of her upper-classman, a rabbit Faunus called Velvet, on the overhead press machine.

“You certainly picked the right spot here”

The sudden appearance of Angel on her shoulder caused Weiss to stumble and almost fall off the treadmill before regaining her balance.

“A delectable display on show today” Angel said with a grin bordering on the voracious.

“Don’t get too distracted” Demon was quick to interject. “You’re carrying three of us in here after all”

“Hey, look over there” Angel bounced eagerly in place on her shoulder.

Against her better judgement Weiss followed Angel’s direction and once again nearly concussed herself stumbling off the treadmill.

Yang Xiao Long, perhaps the student with the most prominent ‘assets’ in the entire school, was laid out on the bench press lifting the weight above her head. To say that even lying down the blondes’ breasts were something to behold would be an understatement. A comparison with the Mistral Twin Peaks seemed rather appropriate.

“Quickly, while she’s distracted lifting weights, run over there and motorboat those lovelies” Angel interjected.

“Isn’t there a bubbling cauldron you should be hunched over somewhere?” Demon quipped.

“Oh, even better idea” Angel said with unabashed glee. “Run to the canteen, steal a can of whipped cream. Then come back here and slather it all over and just, have fun”

“Stop, you’re making me hungry” Demon protested with a deep sigh. “I miss eating”

Weiss could feel the profound effect even the mental image alone was having upon her. Weiss decided to finish her workout before someone got hurt, most likely her. Slowing to a walk Weiss stepped off the treadmill, keeping herself turned away from prying eyes as she made her way towards the safety and security of the locker room. She was determined to shower, change and get out of here before she found herself overtaken by anymore thoughts involving processed dairy products.

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Weiss placed the last of her gym kit into her locker, closing the door with one hand as she held up her towel with the other. Weiss dared to glance down, noticing the very visible tent rising in the front of her towel. Most of the others were still training, allowing her to shower and get back out before anyone else turns up.

Weiss began to wonder if she could get away with relieving herself in the shower. Part of her quickly realised how stupid that would be, risking cementing her school reputation as ‘The girl who jerked herself off in the shower’. Weiss shock her head as she turned and prepared to-

Weiss’s eyes flashed wide as she instinctively pulled her gaze away, not immediately mind. After all, the sight of a sweaty and flushed Pyrrha Nikos, perhaps the athlete Weiss respected most, could swiftly prove too much for her in this situation.

“This is your chance” Angel said. “Look”

Despite Weiss’s heavy dose of scepticism, she felt herself turning back towards her. It soon emerged that her scepticism was well founded as she was met by the sight of Pyrrha Nikos, the material of her shorts clinging tightly to her toned butt bent over at the waist as she searched through her locker. Pyrrha retrieved a long red and gold shaft, her signature weapon, and propped it against the locker.

“Take that spear and shove it right between those puckered cheeks of hers and pound her senseless” Angel spoke with such fervour she was practically on the brink of foaming at the mouth with glee. “Do it, do it, do it!”

Weiss could feel the flutter of movement as Angel breathlessly whispered into her ear. “Do it”

In stark contrast, Demon remained entirely non-plussed. “Don’t know why you’re looking at me, she’s your guardian”

Weiss felt as though she were fast approaching her breaking point. Her mind ran rampant as she tried to make sense of how she could possibly react.

“I’m goanna do it” Weiss announced.

“That’s my girl!” Angel writhed with glee. “Don’t worry, we’ll be with you every step, just watch me”

“We already knew you’d be watching” Demon quipped.

Weiss arched her back, clasping her towel tighter against her and marched her way across the locker room. Her eyes stayed fixed firmly towards Pyrrha as each step carried her ever closer before marching right past her as she headed towards the showers.

“You see, this is why your only date so far has been with your own right hand” Angel bemoaned.

“I can’t wait to see you go back to heaven” Demon said. “The Lion and the Wardrobe must be missing you something fierce”

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

Angel Ruby: “So just remember. What you need to do is run straight into her, fall backwards and make sure your skirt flips up so she can’t help but catch a glimpse of your panties as soon as she looks down”

Ruby: “And then she’ll think I’m cute?”

Angel Ruby: “Exactly. But you can’t make it look obvious though. If she catches on, it’s all over”

<They look over to see Weiss walking across the courtyard>

Angel Ruby: “There she is. Go on, now!”

<Ruby rushes off towards Weiss. Demon Ruby floats across to meet Angel Ruby>

Demon Ruby: “I’m starting to wonder which of us is the real demon here”

Angel Ruby: “Hey, if it’s stupid and it works”
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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