Fen Silvervine (2)

Logan: 'Those are ridiculously big.' Logan thought as soon as he saw Fen Silvervine. 'Like, there are inflatable beach balls smaller than them. How the hell has she not fallen over because of them by now? I mean, even aura has its limits.' Logan's mind thought miles in seconds as soon as he laid eyes on her.

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But, one thought was at the forefront of his mind: Giant Balloon Tits.

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Fen: "It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Mr. Scarlett." Fen spoke as she held her hand out, her massive tits almost slipping out of her qipao's sides. "Though, I do wish the circumstances were under more... pleasurable conditions."

Glynda: 'She better back off.' Glynda thought when she heard Fen flirting with her husband. 'I trust him not to cheat on me, but still. She better back off before those tits of hers suddenly tear off.'

Salem: 'This might be bloody...' Salem thought as sweat dripped down her forehead when she felt Glynda's bloodlust. 'Logan, I pray you come out of this unscathed. Wait, that's right...'

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Logan had absentmindedly reached out and shook the hand that belonged to Fen Silvervine. She stood just under five foot eight inches tall with smooth and creamy mocha-colored skin. Her qipao was matte black with silver vines intricately embroidered on it. One side had a slit cut in it, showing off one tone and alluring leg in thigh-high, leather-bound, heels. Her cartoonish chest stretched out the top of her dress to the point that her boobs were spilling out the sides of it and a pouch hung off her hip in dark red leather. Her dull silver hair reached just past the middle of her back while her red eyes seemed to bring forth a hell-sent, demonic beauty to her face. Overall, she was the picture-perfect form of the words, 'hellish beauty'.

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Fen: "Oh my~" Fen cooed. "Are you enamored with my looks? Or is it something else?" Fen flirted as she made Logan grab her tit. "Well, I wouldn't mind letting you have a taste~ You must be feeling so stressed out, I'll gladly help you relax~"

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Ozpin: 'As much as I want to see where this goes, I rather not have to deal with the smell of bleach in my office.' Ozpin thought as he watched what was happening. 'Then again, I highly doubt that Logan's mind is in the right place right now, so there's a good chance...'

Qrow: 'Woman, you are barking up the wrong tree.' Qrow thought as he sipped from his flask. 'But, this is gonna be good.'

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Fen: "Plus, I'm sure you're backed up since your wife got pregnant." Fen whispered into his ear. "Just say the word and I'll gladly let you taste me~"

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Glynda: 'Oh right, he's still tired mentally.' Glynda thought as a mischievous smirk slowly appeared on her face. 'That means, he has no filter. I wish I had popcorn.'

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Fen: "So, what do you say?" Fen smiled, 'Even if nothing comes of this, it's always fun to see men squirm in front of their wives.' She thought.

Logan: "What...." Logan muttered which got an evil smile from Fen. "...the fuck is wrong with your tits?"

Fen: "?!?!?!?" Fen's face had lost of previous thoughts when she heard his question. "I'm sorry?"

Logan: "The fuck is wrong with your tits?" Logan all but shouted. "It looks like you have two pumpkins sewed into your chest! I've seen giant beach balls smaller than these! Hell, I'm sure if I poked them with a needle they'll pop! They're ridiculous!"

Fen: "What?" Fen asked, all traces of flirting gone and now she was completely bewildered.

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As Fen stood there, Logan went off on a tangent about how disproportionate her boobs were to her body. Logan made numerous comments about them being so ridiculous that pornstars with fake tits were calling them fake. He even called her tits-with-legs. Fen wasn't insulted, she was just confused at Logan's lack of a filter when it came to his thoughts. Insult after insult hurled from Logan's mouth at a breakneck speed. Ozpin looked amused while Qrow was rolling on the floor laughing his ass off at Logan's tangent. Salem and Glynda were speechless at first then resigned themselves to giggle and smile as Logan continued.

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By the time Logan finished his tirade, a good ten minutes had passed. Fen just looked at him in confusion, disbelief, and some sadness. Logan, having finally finished getting a second wind, promptly passed out while standing. The mental fatigue had claimed his consciousness as he stood with vacant eyes and light snoring emanating from his mouth. Glynda, seeing her husband pass out, gently picked him up with her semblance and excused them before leaving with Logan in tow.

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Qrow: "You know," Qrow spoke up after catching his breath, "That should have been expected. His filters practically become nonexistent after however long he was out there. You can't blame the kid."

Ozpin: "He wasn't out there for that long though." Opin brought up. "I'm guessing the fight must have taken more out of him than we thought. Though, I do apologize Ms. Silvervine. Logan hardly is ever like that. However, you do deserve some of that as he holds Glynda very high in his heart."

Salem: "Well, be happy that he passed out before he could say more." Salem consoled Fen who was just staring at her boobs.

Fen: "They're not that big... are they?" Fen asked as she grabbed her breasts through her dress.

Qrow: "Yes, yes they are." Qrow said as a trickle of blood flowed from his nose.

Ozpin: "They are indeed, very large." Ozpin admitted as he looked away as she did that, not wanting to upset his wife.

Salem: "Yes." Salem simply stated, slightly angry. "Get a reduction. Not every woman is as 'gifted' as you in that department."

Fen: "I've tried." Fen admitted as she let her breasts go. "However, my semblance, [Stone Skin], is similar to Qrow's here. It's constantly active without my input. As soon as I go under or if they just numb me, it activates and won't turn off. Besides, I don't sleep around. I just like playing with people who can't take their eyes off of them."

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Qrow: "Correction, had." Qrow said as he cleaned his nose. "Logan managed to make an alloy that can mitigate some of a person's semblance. Though, he kept it quiet since he doesn't trust Atlas with the knowledge of how to make it." Qrow explained as he moved his har back to show a stud in the upper part of his ear. "Downside, the alloy breaks down extremely fast as soon as it's exposed to air and it needs to be contained. This stud's needle is that alloy. Trust me, it hurt due to how fast Logan had to be with putting it in."

Fen: "Then how did he put it in and why isn't it breaking down as we speak?" Fen asked the most important question.

Qrow: "Since you were brought in and were told about magic being real. That's your answer." Qrow told her. "Logan used his ash and fire to make and mold the alloy then used a barrier to hold the alloy as it cooled before doing the piercing. It took him several tries to get the alloy right and even then Logan had to cast the alloy in something to prevent it from deteriorating. Hence why it looks like a steel stud."

Salem: "I've been meaning to ask about that." Salem thought out loud. "How fast does it deteriorate?"

Qrow: "From watching Logan make an ingot out of it it, I'd say about twenty minutes before it becomes unusable." Qrow thought before answering. "It starts flaking at ten, at fifteen it changes color from a dull grey to a sickly green, and at twenty it's beyond saving and heavily damaged. It looked like wood-boring bees dug into it like it was a tree. He'll probably make you one if you ask nicely and explain why."

Salem: "I need to ask Logan to make an ingot." Salem muttered to herself as she was curious to see if she could improve on the alloy.

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Fen: "My crushed feelings aside, is there anything else that is need to be discussed?" Fen asked as she pulled an old pocket watch out of her pouch. "I have a dinner date I don't want to miss, even if I have to kill for it."

Ozpin: "No, I'm pretty sure we covered everything and then some." Ozpin spoke up. "May I ask what's so special about this date?"

Fen: "You know about the Silvervine's and the Goldenfield's feud?" Fen asked in return.

Qrow: "Wait, you're related to those Silvervine's? The famous winemakers?" Qrow asked. "I thought it was just a name you chose when you took up the Headmistress position."

Fen: "I'm set to take over the head of the Family in a few months and the Goldenfield's new head is the one I'm meeting." Fen smiled. "The two of us have planned this for years. As soon as I become the family head, the two of us are getting married to not only end the feud but also to stop from hiding our love. It's been almost fifteen years in the making, but I don't regret it one bit."

Ozpin: "I'll let Logan know, he's been planning to deal with that feud since it has spiled so much blood over the years." Ozpin informed Fen. "He'll be happy to help since it's one thing in Mistral he's been meaning to do. An endorsement from him should help deal with most that should go against it."

Fen: "Tell him he can come to the wedding as long as he brings something made from that alloy as a gift." Fen said as she headed towards the elevator. "Trust me, boobs this size aren't that great for the back." She commented as she left.

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A few hours later...

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Logan: "I regret nothing."

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{A/N: Shorter chapter this week due to work being more draining than usual, should be good next week for a full chapter. Have a good week!

~Hawkin}