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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.
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Contains: Futanari (Ruby), Cake, That’s it

Ruby Rose loves sweets. Scratch that, she adores them. It’s probably the reason why she’s so hyper all the time. She just could not resist eating them every chance she got.

Ruby also liked to jerk herself off. Again, eager to indulge herself at every opportunity she could.

Naturally, it was only a matter of time before she decided to try combining these pleasures. In doing so she uncovered a previously undiscovered fetish, one that was most eager to explore.

Ruby stepped into the kitchen in search of a glass of milk only to stop dead in her tracks when she saw it. A large round two tier chocolate cake laid out on a plate on the kitchen counter. Two thick sponge layers separated by a line of chocolate sauce and topped by an ample covering of chocolate sprinkles on top.

Ruby’s heart began to beat faster in her chest, followed close behind by a tightening in her loins. Her wife, and indeed most other members of her family, had begrudged her habit of eating sweets ahead of dinner. But she never mentioned anything about fucking them (Along with several other things an adult should really know she shouldn’t be doing). One could argue it was implicit, but that was her mistake for not making it explicit.

Ruby glanced around out of habit, finding the kitchen thankfully vacant. Ruby wasted little time in pulling up her skirt and pulling off her figure-hugging black shorts. Her semi-erect cock flopped out in front of her. Ruby reached down to grasp her hand around the shaft of her cock, eagerly working herself up into a frenzy in a flurry of her hand.

Ruby stepped forward to press the head of her stiffening cock against the soft body of the cake, right on the divide between the two spongy halves. Ruby pushed herself forward, feeling her head beginning to carve a path through previously unexplored territory. Already she could feel the lingering warmth of the freshly baked goods radiating against the head of her cock.

Ruby braced her hands against the counter, relying on the weight of the cake itself to keep it in place as she delved ever deeper. She immediately felt her most sensitive point being engulfed by that same heat. The crimsonette lingered there, savouring the feeling as the softness of the surrounding walls formed around her.

Ruby pulled back, feeling the loose crumbs tickle against her sensitive shaft as she drew herself out. She looked down to see the pale shaft of her cock covered in a thick, decadent layer of chocolate sauce and displaced sponge pieces. Ruby eagerly thrust herself back into place, finding it easier this time to follow the same path she had already carved. Pull back, push back in. Pull out, in, out.

Ruby found herself enraptured by the sight of her shaft diving in and out of her delectable, edible cocksleeve. She soon began to wonder whether it would taste quite so amazing as it felt. Pulling herself back once again, and before she returned herself inside, she slipped a generous dollop of chocolate sauce from her cock onto the tip of her extended finger. Plunging the sweetened digit into her mouth she found herself overtaken by the rich creamy taste. The sweetness of the cake across her tongue combined with the simultaneous illicit thrill of fucking it sent a shiver of excitement coursing through her body.

It did not take long for the overwhelming pleasures to send her spiralling towards release. The crimsonette thrust herself forwards until the shaft of her cock was hilted as deeply as she could reach. Once she was fully buried the tip of her cock erupted in a flurry of pearly white cum, coating the inside of the thoroughly well used pastry. Ruby lingered there; her hands braced firmly against the counter for support as she basked in the serene stillness which followed perhaps one of the most mind-blowing orgasms of her life.

Looking down at the results of her handiwork Ruby was glad to find that, in spite of the vigorous pounding she had given the virgin pastry, from the surface it still seemed largely intact. A little extra chocolate sauce here and there and no one would be any the wiser. The trick now, was finding a way of extricating herself without leaving a tell-tale mess all over the-

“Ruby, are you ready?”

Ruby froze at the sound of a familiar voice calling out to her.

“Our guests have arrived” Weiss continued. “Come out and meet them”

Ruby gave silent thanks as her wife’s voice faded towards the living room at the front of the house. She still had time. Grasping the plate to steady it she began to draw herself out with all the care and attention of someone disarming the Kingdoms most volatile-

Ruby froze once more, watching in abject horror as the top layer of the cake began to crumble away like an unstable landslide. It seemed that in her exuberance she had managed to generate enough heat to melt the chocolate sauce which had caused the body of the cake to fuse around her member like some garish, if delectably delicious, cock ring. Ruby’s mind ran rampant trying to think of any possible way she might free herself from-

“Oh, and bring that cake I left on the counter would you” Weiss asked.

Rubys frantic mind immediately fizzled out into endless static accompanied by a pop up ‘DOLT.exe is not responding’. In her moment of desperation, she chose to settle on the first and only thing she could think to do.

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Careful, careful.

If trying to pull herself out of the cake had been like disarming a bomb, this was like tip-toeing her way around the tails of some very hungry sleeping lions. Still, Ruby kept her cool as she gingerly stepped down the length of the hallway towards the living room. Already the sounds of polite conversation were wafting out to greet her.

It was most important that she not arouse suspicion, or anything else for that matter, as she carried the plate laden heavy with the cake she had most definitely not spent the last several minutes (And was arguably still in the process of) fucking. It was only as she turned the corner into the living room that the true gravity of her situation swiftly dawned on her.

Sitting in the living room was indeed her wife, Weiss. And alongside her, each taking a seat around the coffee table, were three other women Ruby had never met before. Yet despite this, Ruby had a pretty good idea based on Weiss’s descriptions over the years before they were introduced.

First was Ms Annabelle Taylor, a forty something year old woman with shoulder length golden brown hair in a smart pale blue dress. She had been Governess to Weiss and the rest of her siblings growing up before becoming a close-knit family friend.

Second was Professor Miriam Albright, a sharp looking grey-haired woman in a suit, who had been Weiss’s Headmistress at finishing school. Weiss often spoke of her as one of her great academic influences growing up.

And finally was Sister Margaret, a fiery red headed sheep Faunus young woman in a religious dress. She was both Weiss’s teacher from her extra-curricular Sunday School and now the head of the local branch of the Atlas Women’s Institute.

Ruby knew what she had done, and she was still doing, was about the worst thing she could possibly think to do. She sought desperately for a way out.

“Oh, I forgot the knife” Ruby announced by way of greeting. “Let me just-”

“That’s ok Ruby” Weiss interjected.

Weiss withdrew a long and unsettlingly sharp kitchen knife from behind a stack of plates already prepared on the table. Of course she did. Weiss was always the prepared one.

Ruby tried desperately in search of any other possible route out of this. She thought about ‘tripping’ herself and smashing the cake on the floor. This would either leave her picking crockery out of her thighs or having to explain why her crotch smelt so heavily of chocolate.

Ruby stepped forwards and knelt in front of the table, laying the cake down in front of her.

“Oh, that looks lovely dear” Sister Margaret kindly patted the sofa beside her. “Now, come sit next to me”

“No, that’s ok” Ruby was quick to reply. “I’m fine here for now”

“Now, who would like some cake?” Weiss asked. A glint of light flashed across the knife as Weiss leant inexorably towards her-

“That’s ok Weiss” Ruby was quick to interject as she fought to keep the panic from overtaking her voice. “I can do it”

Weiss looked across at her wife with a heavy dose of scepticism. Still, Weiss wordlessly turned the knife over in her hand as she passed it to Ruby. Ruby accepted the offered knife as she set about quite how she intended to do this. Even with the deep sense of panic and fear coursing through her it would not fully retract.

“It has been such a long time Weiss” Sister Margaret continued. “I’m so glad when you suggested we all get back in touch”

“Indeed” Professor Albright agreed. “I always said you’d amount to great things, its lovely to see you making such great use of your potential”

Ruby tried to ignore the conversation as she attempted to focus on the task at hand. Ruby settled the knife on top of the cake. After a silent prayer, she began to slowly push the knife down into the body of the cake. Ruby let out a deep sigh of relief when she felt the knife reach the plate without eliciting a sharp, howling cry of pain.

Ruby adjusted the knife as she made another tentative slice. If people wondered why she was taking pieces from either side of the cake rather than going around they didn’t say. Ruby lifted the slice as she handed it to Weiss to pass onto their guests.

“Oh, that looks delicious” Annabelle admired the offering in front of her. “Did you make it yourself Weiss?”

“Yes, I did in fact” Weiss replied proudly.

“I remember when Weiss used to bake at school” Professor Albright recalled. “They always seemed to come out rather dry”

“And you’ve even added a cream filling” Annabelle remarked as she took a tasting bite.

‘Oh no’ Ruby cursed silently as a tell-tale trickle of white drizzled from inside of the cake and onto the plate.

Annabelle chewed thoughtfully before slicing off a fresh piece with her fork. “Hm, very nice. Sweet but with a delectably savoury undertone”

Weiss’s eyes that had been looking upon the crimsonette with suspicion now ignited with unbridled accusation.

“I must say it is very moorish” Sister Margaret said as she eagerly devoured her next helping.

“Hm” Professor Albright agreed, dabbing a stray drop of white from her cheek with her napkin. “It is nice to see your skills have improved since school”

“You must give me the recipe” Annabelle insisted.

“I’m afraid it’s a secret…” Weiss turned towards Ruby. “Family ingredient”

While the white-haired woman’s poise refused to falter the ironclad clench of her fists and the raging inferno behind her pale blue eyes told Ruby all that she needed to know.

“Let me prepare you some to go” Ruby yelped.

Without waiting for a reply the crimsonette was swiftly to her feet, plate still clenched firmly in hand, and dashing for the safety of the kitchen. As she laid the plate down on the kitchen island she finally allowed herself to breath a deep sigh of relief. Her hands were braced against the countertop to steady herself as her heart raged in her chest.

As the reality of her situation began to dawn upon her Ruby began to seriously contemplate whether she would be better off risking some kind of sugar induced coma by eating the entire rest of the cake herself. After all, it could very well prove to be her final meal.

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

Weiss: “Ruby, tell me honestly. Did you fuck that cake?”

Ruby: “No”

<Weiss stares at her, unflinching>

Ruby: “Maybe”

<Weiss pulls out a cupcake, slowly peeling back the wrapper like it was the most sensuous thing imaginable. The slow rise in the front of Rubys skirt all but confirmed her suspicions>

Ruby, knowing she’d been banged to rights: “Well, in my defence they did say that you usually make your cakes far too dry”
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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