How This (not so) Little Rose Found Her Thorns Part 2 - Commission

The second part of this! Ruby finds Yang and well you know what happens.

Futa/F with a little Futa/Futa at the end.

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The sun's last daylight shone across a strange city, choking on an overabundance of plant life. The golden light of the day shined off uncountable glass panels, the whole city refracting the last light to cast a golden glow on futuristic vehicles littering the road. Ivy and flowers fought for space with chrome and glass binding them down to the ground so securely they’d all but become a part of it. They gave the pristine cars a colorful flair like they were waiting to participate in a parade for the final fusion of technology and nature. 

One of these buildings had a tree growing out the front, branches having snagged the large chunky letters of the building sign off the front. The sprawling branches had jumbled them up as they had grown out until the full name was impossible to untangle. Only the last two words remained now, "Heroes Gym." Inside, Yang Xiao Long was lying on a bench, a blue dumbbell in each hand as she did sets of bicep flies. Each slow and steady stretch squashed her chest, but she was putting no genuine enthusiasm behind them. Usually, she'd have been elated to find a gym in a strange new world, but even changing into some form-fitting gym clothes and working out in a mirror, her reflection gave her no pleasure. The clicking whirr of her prosthetic arm made the exercise frustratingly uneven, the burn of the workout only flowing down one side of her body. 

It was such bullshit! 

They'd made a place to get everyone from Atlas to safety and had been attacked the moment they'd tried to organize things. Things were chaotic enough, but she'd barely gotten a blow in before that annoying pintsized two-tone pest had sucker punched Yang. Neo had swiped Yang with her umbrella and knocked her right over the edge of the emergency portal room into the abyss below. 

She knew the others wouldn't just abandon her. They'd win and come for her! Ruby had been a little unsteady in her new body, but Yang had seen the power she was putting into each cut. Ruby seemed utterly unbeatable, a towering powerhouse even with her unsteady familiarity with her new body. Once she learned to move, she'd be utterly invincible. It was weird to think Ruby would soon be the team's heavy hitter, but thinking about her was all Yang could do lately. 

"You look like you're thinking something deep," a familiar voice calls, and Yang jumps, her long blonde hair sweeping over her shoulders as she jolts up to a sit. Ruby was on the bench opposite her, sitting back with her legs kicked out and a pinball smile on her face. It was a shock, Yang couldn't stop thinking about her, and now it felt like she'd just summoned her out of thin air.

Ruby wasn't making it any easier on her poor mind either, her usual outfit gone. She wore a figure-hugging black bodysuit with the arms and legs cut off. A belt-like strip ran through the suit just below Ruby's belly button, looping around her hips and cutting out a small thigh triangle on each side. It was a strip of fabric stretched to near breaking because Ruby now had some thighs that Yang wanted to see her crushing something between. 

Fruit or... heads or... ugh, so distracting. Everything about Ruby was distracting now! 

"Hey Ruby," Yang forced herself to give Ruby a smile even as her eyes roved over Ruby's body and took in her tall majesty. A chest bigger than Yang's own squeezed into that tight-fitting bodysuit, leaving the thing so taut it looked like it'd explode off her if Ruby took a deep breath. Powerful arms that she'd seen deliver some blows that'd made the air shimmer from the shockwave impact and a set of abs that made Yang intensely jealous. 

Jealous! Of Ruby's abs! Everything was upside down.

"How did you find me?" Yang said, putting the blue dumbbells down. "This city is huge. Thought it'd take a few days until someone stumbled across me."

"I followed the sound of smashing glass and knew it'd be you," Ruby laughed. Her voice was still noticeably hers, but it had a thicker husk to it now, which was very pleasant on the ears. Yang might not mind so much when Ruby got into one of her overly talkative moods if it was going to be like this. "Someone had blown out all the glass on the front.

"That's me!" Yang grinned, flexing an arm. She'd almost forgotten she'd done that, but it'd been a great way to burn off a little anger after realising every car she tried had been turned into an immovable limpet by the overgrowth. "If I can't fix a problem, I can at least break it until it stops causing us trouble."

Ruby got up, to Yang's surprise, walking over and leaning in to squeeze a hand around Yang's bicep. Her grip was powerful, but Yang barely noticed as she was too busy eying the thin gap between their two chests. In close comparison, it was just so shocking! To be outdone by someone, she'd had to help find her first bra, both of them shared the embarrassment of spending a good while finding a store that sold one small enough. Now they'd have the opposite problem! 

"You've always been so strong," Ruby said, holding onto her bicep. "I'm not used to it at all. I was bouncing around in the fight like my legs were rubber! Kind of embarrassing, really. You think you could show me the ropes?"

"Ropes?" Yang said, mouth dry as she only focused on the last word. 

"Ropes!" Ruby said, waving her hand over the gym. "I know you taught me to pump iron, but I don't think I'm a beginner anymore, Yang. I've got muscles now I didn't even know existed. I mean, look at this?"

Ruby turned and flexed her shoulders, and Yang really couldn't drag her eyes away from admiring the way Ruby's muscles rolled along her back. She'd always had a thing for fit women, and the way her hands were sweaty and her heart was thundering in her chest, she knew buttons were being pushed. Hammered. Near obliterated from fists pounding on them. 

"'m lookin'," Yang said, clipping her words as her tongue stumbled in her mouth. "How about I teach you to..." 

She looked helplessly at the bench. 

"You want me to lie down?"

Yang nodded, letting out a breath she didn't even know she was holding when Ruby stopped flexing at her. Ruby gave her a big bright smile as she grabbed a seat right next to Yang, bodies pressing together as she nudged Yang off the bench. A gentle but powerful press gave Yang a clear feeling for all that strength Ruby had packed away. 

It was just her being her goofy self, right? Nothing about it, right? 

Focus on the weights, Yang. You can do that, at least. Yang raised the back of the bench, so it was inclined before Ruby laid down on it. She did Inclined lifts a lot herself because her chest got in the way of the bar if she was laid out flat. Ruby didn't need to spread out on the bench for Yang to tell that the staggeringly tall woman would have the same issue, but even worse. At least she'd already proved her back muscles were up for the challenge. 

Ruby stared up at her as she began to load multi-colored weights onto the bar, guessing at a weight that might make Ruby's new body at least have to try a little to move. 

"Hey, those weight colors, aren't they the same as the tiers in Dawn to Dust?" Ruby said, hands hanging over the bar as she kicked her legs, waiting for Yang to get ready. The idle gesture made the whole frame tremble, and Ruby clearly hadn't caught on to how much weight she was throwing around yet. 

"D2D? Wow, I haven't heard that name in forever." Yang hoisted one of the blue bumper plates in one hand and a purple in the other. The purple was a little heavier. "Think you're onto something. I wondered why there were no numbers on anything. Guess who lived here before would know the color score, right?" Ruby bobbed her head as she rolled her shoulders in excitement. Not really an answer, but Yang took it as a yes. "We used to really go hard on that when we were kids. You still play it?"

"No! I loved its weapon designs, but I prefer the real thing." Ruby said, grabbing the bar as Yang stood back and lifted it, one smooth motion as she raised it up and just held it there. 

"Reps! Up and down." Yang said after an awkward pause. She thought there'd be a struggle to lift it off the bar and raise it like it was made of straw.

"Oh, right!" Ruby laughed, raising and lowering it with ease. Scary to watch, Yang knew she'd loaded it up heavy to try to find Ruby's break point, and now she saw she'd undershot it by a mile. Just how strong was Ruby now? 

"It was a good game," Yang said, desperate for a distraction. "But I never got deep into it."

"You just played it to stare at butts and make your character look hot," Ruby said as she pumped the bar, eyes accusing.

"Yeah!" Yang said, rubbing her neck as she watched Ruby's body in motion. It was so finely tuned that she couldn't help but stare, and the talk of butts made her very curious about what the back looked like. Yang had given up trying to convince herself she wasn't into Ruby's new look. She was just going to enjoy the view and worry about the consequences later. "Yeah, but now I get to stare at butts and look hot in real life, so the same reason you quit when you think about it."

"Really?" Ruby said, amused, as she laid the bar back up. "More, please. I'm not a little kid anymore!"

Yang went to find some of the gold plates. They'd be the heaviest if their game logic held true. She felt the weight on them as she tried to roll them out of the racks, arms straining to lift a pair as she walked them back over. Whatever they made this stuff out of was heavier than her gauntlets! If they ever lost their weapons here, they could always come back and throw these. They'd probably blast clear through a Grimm. 

"Speaking of butts," Ruby said as Yang worked on fitting the new plates on. Yang flicked her eyes down, and sure enough, Ruby was checking her ass out. A warmth burned along her skin as she tried to process this. "Blake and Ilia, you ever going to do anything with them?"

"With their butts?" Yang says, thrown at the swerve in where she thought this was going. She locked the weights down with clips and tapped them for Ruby to lift. "What you getting at?"

"You were hanging out a whole bunch when we were at Mistral! The only time I saw them not with you was when they were out hunting for you."

"It wasn't exactly like that," Yang said, shying her eyes down.

"It was exactly like that! Blake took three hours getting ready to go to the movies with you. I know I had to help her do her hair." 

Yang flushed as she remembered that outing. It'd never been officially called a date, but the movie had been nice, with the two leaning on her and stealing her popcorn shamelessly the whole time. They'd insisted on shopping after, and there'd be a memorable moment where she'd been dragged into the changing room with the pair while they were trying on lingerie. Yang desperately trying not to swallow her tongue as they pressed her for opinions while squeezing into thin outfits you couldn't have even used as a string. The images of it burned deep into her mind, along with those sly Faunus' giggles as she got increasingly flustered.

Okay, thinking about it now, that was most definitely a date. 

"Oh ho, it must have been good if you're blushing! Yang Xiao Long is usually the one making girls blush."

"Yeah, I do!" Yang said, shaking herself back to reality only to see Ruby benching the heavier set of weights with the same casual as the first. What the hell? Were they not as seriously not as heavy as she thought? 

"So you're going to ask them out?"

"Uhhh..." Yang faltered. "I mean, Blake's all cool, and Ilia is, well."

"Utterly smitten with Blake?" 

"Yeah, it feels weird to get between them."

Ruby laughed, racking the weights and shaking her head. 

"They really want you to get between them, Yang. I swear they'd just melt at the thought," Ruby purred, giving Yang a smokey-eyed look. 

Yang was absolutely losing her senses here. If she thought about Ruby, she got hot under the collar. If they talked about anything else, it was just leading to girls she also found blisteringly hot. She couldn't keep working herself up without release. She tapped Ruby's shoulders and simply said, "Swap," her breath hot as she tried to get her head straight. 

Ruby rose and switched, sliding a hand around Yang's hips to guide her onto the bench. A motion so fluid and quick Yang didn't even have time to complain before she was on her back, staring up at the steel bar and beyond it Ruby. The smiling minx crossed her arms over the top of the bar and stared down at Yang in a way she'd never seen Ruby do before. Like Ruby knew she was bigger, better, and absolutely relishing having Yang get twisted up in knots about it. 

Ruby shook her hair and blew Yang a kiss, golden pollen glittering with tiny flecks of silver flowing from her and drifting down atop Yang. It sunk right through her gym clothes and into her skin, tiny blossoms of sensation that made her curl in on herself, legs rubbing together and hands squeezing the bar for support. Yang felt like she'd been showered in butterfly kisses. Her head was spinning at the near-total submersion of her body into that gentle caressing feeling.

It was intimate, like when Blake and Ila had decided they wanted to trace out Yang's muscles in another moment that, on reflection, was probably a date too. But surely that couldn't be what was going on. 

I mean, it's Ruby! She gets embarrassed at the mere mention of kissing, and she could not be laying it on this thick on purpose. 

This would all be so much easier to handle if Ruby wasn't smoking hot now. Ambrosius had a lot to answer for whatever had happened in the Vault. 

"Can we talk about you?" Yang said, taking her hands on the bar and pressing up. Ruby lifted off with arms spread to give her a free go of it. It didn't even move a hair, not even as her arms servos span up and pressed harder than even Yang could do unaided. It felt like she was trying to bench the whole building. Impossible. 

"Me?" Ruby said coyly, "Something interesting, you Yang?"

"A lot! Like how it happened, why you're like that now. How does it feel? Any changes? You still ... you?"

"It feels great, better than you can ever imagine, Yang! Like every little bit of exercise I put in finally paid off, Crescent Rose glides in my hands now, and well, that's just the fighting. The look is incredible, too, wouldn't you agree?"

Yeah, Yang would absolutely agree there. No question. But like hell, she was going to say it. Ruby was fishing for compliments, and Yang had hundreds on the tip of her tongue, but she wasn't about to spoil her that easy.

"It's just I said something in the Vault. Something that I think might have caused you some trouble," Yang said, trying to focus on the bar above her. Which was problematic when Ruby's gorgeous face loomed large right beyond it. "I just don't know what happened, and now you're all, all, a lot. A lot of you."

Pressing against the immobile bar, there was a soft clattering as she felt the tiniest bit of giving, and then it started to rise, slow and steady. It was challenging with her prosthetic as it couldn't keep up her good arm and the bar leaned slightly lopsided. Golden sparks crackled off Yang as she did one rep, arms shaking as she pushed herself to press it back into place.  

"Good improvement! But you still seem to be struggling." Ruby teased. "I can show you what happened if you like. Really let you move this bar."

"Show? You don't have to. It's fine, I'll do better," Yang said, tilting her head back to look up at Ruby as she felt Ruby take hold of her wrists and slide them together. With just a stroke of her fingers, black vine stems race up the back of the incline bench and wrap around Yang's wrists, slamming them back against the headboard as they constrict until she's firmly handcuffed to the seat. 

"Ruby!" Yang gasped. "What are you doing?"

"Looking after you," Ruby said as she slid round the bar, running a hand along Yang's side. Her fingers curled into the top of Yang's gym top and tugged on it, arching Yang's back as her hands were still firmly tied up. Chest forced to thrust out, Yang let out a staggering groan as Ruby cupped one in her hand and gave it a firm squeeze that made Yang's whole body shiver in delight. 

"It's just like your Semblance Yang. You always bottle things up until you explode, leading Blake and Ilia on. Denying what you want because you want to look out for others." Ruby shook her head. "Couldn't even enjoy what you did for Penny because of all your guilt."

Ruby tore Yang's top with one powerful rip of her hands, Yang gasping as she felt the fabric burn lash across her chest. She exploded out of her sports bra as Ruby shredded it like it was nothing more than wrapping paper. Ruby's vines hadn't stopped at her hands either, winding over her stomach below her chest to hold her fast to the bench. They'd keep traveling further down, tying off the bottom of her thighs and snapping over her ankles. Ruby took a spot at the bottom of the bench, leaning between Yang's legs to look over her as she took hold of the end of a black vine and gave it a light tug. Golden light flowed down it, tiny gold flowers blossoming along its length as the power flowed along the winding lengths securing Yang tight.  

"Ruby," Yang said softly, purple eyes pleading as Ruby stood there slapping the vine in her palm like she was about to whip Yang until she'd learned a lesson. "You don't have to do this. This is hot, but you don't have to act like this for me." 

"Good! Because I'm not acting," Ruby said with a smirk and pulled on the vine in her hand. Yang let out a yelp as the vines went taught, golden petals fluttering in the air as the vines round her legs and hoisted her legs up in the air. They'd been secured around the back of the incline bench, and now Ruby was drawing them tight she was folding Yang in half, her legs splayed out and back with every merciless tug of the length in her hand. "You'll ask Blake and Ilia out next time you see them. You're going to stop bottling up all your feelings, and before this is over, you're going to admit you want this. Oh, you want this bad." 

Ruby gave a sly little smirk and another tug of the vine. Yang groaned as she turned her head and saw her ankles hanging right next to it and slowly getting pulled even further back! Her ass was pressed firmly into Ruby's crotch, and through the shocked haze of everything going on, the bump Yang felt mashing into her ass left her with no doubts that she'd missed something really BIG about Ruby's changes. 

"Is that? Ruby, why do you have that!" Yan gasped, trying to squirm against the restraints to look at it, but her chest was blocking her. The mirrors in the room gave a fantastic view of Ruby's rear, as firm as the rest of her stuffed into that bodysuit, but that wasn't what Yang wanted to look at right now. Ruby fumbled with her bodysuit out of Yang's sight, the sound of stretching as she parted something down there. Then Yang felt a heavy slap against her stomach that punched the air out of her lungs. She'd have sworn Ruby just karate-chopped her, but Ruby was using her hands to peel herself out of her bodysuit, and Yang could still feel that length's burning heat against her skin. Flexing her stomach muscles, she rippled her skin along it and got a light huff out of Ruby, who closed her eyes dreamily and thrust her hips in return, that enticing piece stroking along Yang's stomach. 

It was torture that Yang couldn't see it, and no amount of struggling to get a peek helped, just pressed it further into her skin and confirmed what she already knew. That it was really fucking big!  

Writhing in her bonds, Ruby gave Yang a bright smile as she peeled down her bodysuit and gave Yang her first look at Ruby's new body, completely bare. The defined lines of her muscles were all supporting a chest that, to Yang's slight envy, was somehow remaining firm and raised without an inch of fabric for support. The bodysuit hadn't been shaping things, just molding them, and Ruby's eyes locked on Yang as she took in the majesty that was the reforged Ruby Rose. Ruby clearly enjoyed the effect she was having on someone who'd always been the bigger of the pair up until now. 

"And now, I will. Do the ... sex," Ruby said, staring down at Yang.

Turns out that giving Ruby the body of her dreams hadn't changed everything about the girl. 

"You know what to do with it?" Yang teased.

"Yes! Of course," Ruby said, giving Yang's ass a ringing slap. "Shush, let me concentrate."

There was a long, awkward pause as she felt Ruby stroking along Yang's thighs, staring down at her pussy as she tilted her head back and fore.

"Just, if you need any tips?" Yang offered.

"I'll give you a tip!"

Yang snorted a laugh, body rolling with mirth in her restraints. Ruby stared daggers at her as the ridiculousness of it got to her. 

"You know what? Blake and Ilia can have your pussy first. They've wanted it so bad." Ruby said, head raised petulantly as she got her hands around Yang's waist. "I know what bit I like best."

Yang's eyes popped as what Ruby was saying set in, and she kicked her legs in a panic.

"Ruby, wait, not dry, you have t-" Her last word was lost in a scream as Ruby slammed her hips forward and folded Yang even more in on herself. The thick head of Ruby's cock slid along the crack of Yang's ass and settled into the hole. Then everything became fiery, thought-robbing intensity as Ruby pressed forward, utterly heedless of Yang's warning. Yang couldn't get a word out as the breath was punched right out of her lungs. If it weren't for Ruby's terrifying strength, she'd have found herself grinding on that hole for hours with no progress. Instead, she stretched Yang out over her, slamming a few inches into her rear in complete defiance of what Yang's body was ready for. 

More golden dust filled the air as Ruby groaned at the feeling of Yang's body trying to clamp down on her cock, the walls around it tightening as hard as possible to try to force her out. It was too much to even be painful for Yang, pure shock flooding her body as she tensed up. Ruby rolled her hips as she tried to grind in further, the bench groaning as Yang was pressed into it hard enough that it began to scrape slowly along the floor. This swirling of that fat head rolled across nerves that weren't ready to be crushed into a fine paste. Yang's brain was soaked with conflicting, screaming messages as her body struggled to even comprehend what Ruby had just done to her.

"Fuck!" Ruby swore, uncharacteristic for her, but from the half-lidded look of ecstasy on her face, she was going through an experience not unlike Yang right now. "So good, Yang. Yang, you're so tight." 

She didn't let up as Yang's mind finally put thoughts into order and let waves of burning pain and pleasure flood Yang's body. A scream ripped from her throat as Ruby held up her hips, hammering at her with determined strokes. There was no way she could possibly fit in. Yang knew that in her soul, but Ruby's determination was winning out against silly things like the simple reality of the situation. She had a body built for fucking, and Ruby Rose was never one to do something in half measures.

Head crushed back into the soft padding of the bench, hands still tied off over her head; Yang was helpless to do anything but take it. Ruby was utterly lost in the feeling of getting her dick squeezed to heed Yang's cries, and even if she could, there was an edge to the pain that was so inviting. A rim of pleasure scratched at Yang's mind and helped to take the edge off it all, promising that if she held fast and took the pounding, she'd be rewarded. 

Fuck, it really is just like my Semblance. 

If she'd been able to think straight, Yang might have followed that thought to the idea that Ruby was doing this to teach her some kind of lesson. 

The vines were getting awfully tight against Yang as Ruby worked her way into Yang's ass a little deeper with every thunderous stroke. Ruby was deep enough now that she could finally let go of Yang's hips and enjoy running her hands over Yang's breasts, squeezing the flesh between her fingers as she kneaded away. It all felt so intensely heightened, like Ruby's touch was so powerful that it demanded even stronger reactions from Yang's body. Yang's back arched as far as it could to feed her chest into Ruby's hands. Ruby worshipped them in response, fingers hot against Yang's skin as the golden dust spilled from her fingers and smeared across Yang's skin to make it sparkle and shine. 

Yang felt like Ruby had taken two pins to her nipples as pain shot down them. Then warm relief flooded in as her chest swelled, literally swelled before her eyes as it rose to fill out Ruby's palms. Ruby mashed her growing chest together, leaning to put her head atop them as beads of white began to splutter and dribble from Yang's nipples, building up to a stream of milk that flowed across her growing curves to pool on her stomach, only to be shaken off as Ruby drove her cock deep. The girth forced Yang's walls to stretch and shift. Her stomach quivered as the deep pounding shook Yang's entire body. That tremble flowed through her and seemed to rattle her brain, scattering thoughts and leaving only the feeling of what Ruby was doing to her pressed into every excruciatingly intense moment. 

Yang couldn't hold out against this. The feel of Ruby's length stretching her out. The quivering ripples of sensitivity that thick head left as it dragged lines through Yang's ass. The fullness in Yang's chest and the tingling of relief as more milk dribbled down her chest, rolling over Ruby's fingers and wettening them up all the better for her to maul Yang's increasingly sensitive chest. 

A crashing orgasm was all but assured, and it hit Yang hard, a spray of milk splashing over Ruby's face and a squirt of cum splattering over Ruby's hips. Her pussy hadn't even been touched, and still, Ruby was deep enough that something was being pressed, and responded enthusiastically to that pressure. 

Ruby was sweating, the first sign of exertion Yang had seen on her, but it wasn't because her pace was flagging. The feeling of Yang tightening and cumming underneath her was driving Ruby wild, new sensations electric hot in her veins and spurring her on to slam into Yang with such feoricity the bench could finally take no more and broke apart with a screeching tear of metal. Yang's arms came free with a snap as the weight-laden bar fell, and she grabbed it before it could crush her, holding it on high with straining limbs as she felt Ruby's dick twitch and then disgorge deep into her. 

It wasn't like anything Yang had felt before. The moment Ruby's cum hit her insides, a roaring rush of power flooded out into every cell Yang had. A liquid pleasure that made her body scream in delight, Yang felt the power soak deep into her muscles, roll across her skin and even dig down to her very bones. 

The first wave of growth snapped Ruby's vines right off her body. It felt like the entire room shrank slightly in one world-whipping rush. The intensity of it made Yang's limbs tighten, and the thick steel weight bar she was holding onto screeched. Then, unbelievably, she saw it buckle under her grip and bend. She'd always had muscle, but now she was seeing the same defined lines in her good arm that Ruby had lining her own gorgeous body. Her prosthetic was changing too, golden fluid rolling into the joints and thickening the metal, making the fingers more lifelike as it smoothed out the lines between the gaps. Wires that imitated muscle glistened as the gold soaked into them and became more potent and flexible. She could tell from how she'd left handprints in the steel bar and bent it near in half! The whole prosthetic transformed from a marvel to a masterpiece before her eyes. 

 Ruby pushed the broken bar back, and Yang let it go, a thunderous crashing behind them as it all bounced off the ground. Lacing her fingers through Yang's, Ruby helped slide Yang's hands down her growing body, around the curves of a lactating chest that was rapidly catching up with Ruby's again. Across the new ripples of abs that'd risen from her stomach in sets of rolling hills to just above her pussy, which absolutely burned with the need to have Ruby stuff it. 

But cruelly, Ruby held her hands just short, holding them just above her slit as Ruby panted for air. The first orgasm Ruby had ever had struck her, and she looked dazed. 

"This is incredible," Yang said, head still swimming from the feeling of being pulled out and filled with power. 

"Just wait," Ruby said, voice reedy as she tried to catch her breath. "I'm not done with all this power I have in you now."

A bump began to form in Yang's hands, pushing them out from her stomach. She pressed back, and the shock of pleasure she got nearly knocked her clean out. A pillar of flesh sprung up through her fingers, fresh new skin rubbing against her fingertips as she gripped tight on the forming cock and got her hand pressed apart as she stroked it. The swelling mass not stopping until it was a perfect match for Ruby's own terrifyingly potent tool. 

"Stroke it," Ruby purred "Trust me."

Yang didn't question it, it felt good to touch, and it felt even better to pump her hands back and fore. More than enough meat for both hands to get involved, even as they grew larger under Ruby's Creation magic. A brand new set of balls slapped against her thighs, and when Ruby cupped them in her hand, Yang nearly burst there and then.  

Ruby's cock was still rippling along the walls of her ass, the pressure of it all radiating out to make parts of Yang twitch Ruby wasn't even touching. Adding a brand new massive cock on top of that? One that she was tugging at like a horny teenager who'd just discovered how good it felt, Yang was one moment away from popping like a cork. 

Ruby seemed well aware, too, grinning as she slipped a thumb into Yang's pussy and pressed down hard on her clit, drawing the pad of her thumb across it as she poured her golden power straight into the little nub. Yang felt a sharp spike of sensation there and something cold brush against aching skin, but any touch at all would have been enough. She exploded, the floor cracking as she slammed powerful new shoulders down and arched her back. A torrent of cum rushed out to splatter all over Ruby's front, an excited squeal from the girl who hadn't expected to get painted white today. Her chest filled in the detail, a squirt of milk dribbling over the fresh coating of cum. The rush of juices from her pussy that finally added some lubrication far too late to Ruby's ass-hammering cock was just the cherry on top.  

Yang's eyes rolled back into her head as a triple orgasm annihilated all thought, and she blacked out hard.  

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She'd come around eventually, and once she'd given her new body a stretch, gratified to see she was a little taller than Ruby, the pair had tried to move to other equipment. But one by one, each had ended up a broken wreck, and they'd had to settle for lying in a sweating heap on the floor, arms cradled around each other. 

"I can't believe you gave me a piercing." Yang laughed, nuzzling the top of Ruby's head. A finger in her pussy stroked over Ruby's little addition to her clit, a thin ring of rose gold tipped with, what else, a ruby. The cheek of it. 

"Love you," Ruby burbled, rubbing her face into Yang's chest. Once again, Ruby was horribly outmatched by it. Order restored. "Wanted to mark a part of you, like a stamp for my work? You can show it off to Blake and Ilia later."

"Yeah, I don't think that's what they're going to be looking at." Yang laughed, stretching out her arms. She'd always been fit, but now she was something else. Even her prosthetic looked like it could have punched clean through a tank and looked fabulous doing so.

"Depends where their heads are," Ruby giggled, "Sure, they'd love to get close up and admire it."

Yang felt herself harden at the thought of it. Damn, this new dick was going to take some getting used to. 

Maybe Blake and Ilia could help her get familiar with that as well. While they were down there. 

Yang looked at Ruby in her arms and bit her lip. It couldn't hurt to get some practice with it beforehand, right? She'd have to see if Ruby was up for another few rounds of exercise.