RWBY GW1

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The morning for team JNPR had started off the same as usual, with a slow awakening and a feeling of relief once they realized that it was the weekend. Ren was using his morning to meditate and prepare his 'health drinks' for the team. Nora was busy working out, enjoying the sounds of metal weights and the sounds of exertion around her. Pyrrha unfortunately had to head to Vale for a meeting with a sponsor about the upcoming Vytal Festival. So Jaune was left alone, able to sleep in without the loud alarm known as Nora waking him for school.

When his eyes cracked open, the time on his scroll read a solid 11 AM, more than late enough to make up for the late gaming session he'd had with Ruby the night before. For him, it was time for a lazy Saturday, filled with snacks and video games. With his team, it was rare for such a thing to happen, what with his rigorous training with Pyrrha and Nora being Nora, he barely got any time to himself.

So with a quick trip to the bathroom to take care of his morning routine, he thought that it would be like any other day. It wasn't until his boxers came off that he'd realize that something was wrong. Jaune knew that he lacked in many ways, but there was always one place that he'd held pride in.

He was packing heat, and not in the way that Ruby probably would have preferred. Eight inches long and as nearly as thick as a can of soda, he put many of the other male students to shame. So seeing his cock at that size shouldn't have been a surprise to him. What was a surprise was that he wasn't hard yet.

He stared down at it, his mouth hanging open slightly at the sheer weight of his manhood. He even had to stand with a slightly wider stance, and with a quick glance in the mirror he saw why. His balls had swollen to the size of kiwis, hanging slightly lower than before thanks to their weight.

The sight of his own changed manhood sent a throbbing pleasure through his body, forcing him to lean against the wall as he looked down at his engorging manhood. Inch after inch seemed to pour out of him, his cock surging in size as thick veins started crossing over it. Pre-cum oozed from the tip, before being forced out by a much thicker shot, the clear fluid hitting the sink with heavy and wet slaps.

Jaune had to clench his eyes shut and let out a moan, his hips bucking slightly as his body felt like it was dedicating everything to his cock. When the pleasure subsided, he looked down and couldn't help but to stare at what his cock had become.

It had doubled from its soft state, sixteen inches of meat jutted out from his body, now thicker than a soda can and crisscrossed with thick veins, his cock was like something out of a Mistralian doujin. His balls rivaled apples in size now, taut against the skin of his sac and ready to blow their payload into a willing partner.

Then the smell hit him, powerful enough to send a buzz through his mind before he realized what it was. His pre-cum stained the sink with a scent that announced his intent to breed any hole that dared to get close to him. He quickly turned on the hot water , grabbing some toilet paper and using it to clean up what wasn't washed down before flushing those as well.

The shower would have to wait, with the state he was in he wouldn't be able to take one without probably clogging the drain with his cum. He exited the room and pulled on his boxers, trying his hardest to adjust himself so that he could comfortably walk.

"Dad said it would be years before this kicked in." He whispered to himself, pulling his hoodie on and pouting when he felt how tight was starting to feel around his shoulders and his arms. "Damn...I really liked this hoodie too." Pulling his pants on was another ordeal, with him  trying his best to hide his oversized manhood to no avail. Even the hem of his pants barely covered his ankles, showing the sudden growth wasn't limited to his cock.

He tried to ignore how sensitive his nipples were, or how his ass took up more room in his pants than they used to. It was harder to ignore his hair, now that he realized that it was longer than it had been the night before. With that he hurried out of the door, nearly bumping into Blake in the process.

He needed to get to the CCT, he needed to call his parents now.

The walk to the CCT wasn't completely without its setbacks. Faunus students would stop to sniff the air, ears standing at attention, or tails swaying from side to side eagerly. A second year student named Velvet whimpered and complained to her teammate that her heat was suddenly coming in, something he'd read that certain types of Faunus suffered from.

None of it compared to when he'd bumped into Ruby. She slammed into him, driving the air from his lips before his hands gripped her shoulders to steady her. Where she used to reach his neck before, her head only barely reached his chest now, the size difference really giving him a good idea on how much he'd grown.

"Jaune! I'm sorry I didn't see where I was going!" She cried out, looking up at him with an apologetic look. "I was just heading to Vale for some shopping and I...wasn't…" She trailed off, the hands gripping onto his hoodie tightening up a bit as she sniffed him. "Jaune, you smell...good~" She cooed, pressing her face into his stomach and inhaling his scent.

He was frozen in place, panic gripping him as he tried to push her off. Instead she pushed her face deeper into his stomach, her hands wrapping around his waist to breathe in more of his scent. It set her body ablaze, forcing quiet moans and high pitched mewling from her lips. She didn't stop the drool that ran down her lips, or the happy and shuddering sigh that she let out when she opened her mouth to let her tongue flop out of it.

The moan that was forced out of her as she dragged her tongue across his exposed abs sent a lightning bolt up his spine, the sound unlike anything the normally innocent Ruby had ever made. Her hands gripped his hips, holding him in place as she licked between his much more defined abs, her hips bucking in the air as unknown desires burned into her virgin mind.

When she finally pulled away enough to look at him, she was drooling and breathing heavily. Her nipples were trying their best to punch through her shirt, and he could swear that one of her eyes had turned into a bright glowing silver heart.

It only took a moment for the look of unbridled lust to turn into one of shame, her eyes returning to normal as she realized what she'd just done to her first friend at Beacon.

"OhgoshI'msorryIdon'tknowwhyIdidthat!" She cried, wiping the drool from her lips before she pulled her hood over her head to cover up her burning face. Her thighs were squeezed together, and tiny whines and moans kept leaving her lips as she fought with the desires that had made themselves known.

She needed to see her sister, she needed someone to talk to about these feelings that she hadn't felt before. She spun around, disappearing quickly in a burst of speed and roses, crying out "I'MGONNAGONOWBYE!" before she was gone.

Jaune was still locked in place, although his panic had been replaced with a hard and throbbing need for release. His mind raced with images of Ruby on her knees, letting out the same lewd noises she'd been making while she worshiped his cock, her cute face turned into a lustful caricature of the girl he called his best friend.

He moved quickly, guilt burning through him even as his body demanded that he find a nice hot hole to fill up. When he got to the CCT he asked for a private room, not waiting another moment before he was inside and locking the door behind him. He plopped into the chair, letting out an irritated groan at how small it felt now as he punched in the number for his father's scroll.

When the picture came up, he got a face-full of his mother's cleavage, the woman struggling to put the scroll into a dock as she called for his father to come in. He tried not to stare, but eight children and a lot of 'loving' from his father had given her a figure that put many women to shame. She had a gentle face, her bright purple eyes soothing him despite the worry that was in them.

Of course, her eyes were the last things that most people noticed when they met his mother. What most people noticed were the melon sized breasts that did their best to tear apart any outfit she wore. Her waist wasn't slim and trim like most huntresses, she had a soft layer of fat that gave her a pleasant roundness to her stomach. Her hips went beyond child-bearing, spreading out wider than her shoulders to provide a strong foundation for an ass he was embarrassed to admit to staring at multiple times in his life.

To most people it would have been obscene, but that would be if his father didn't exist. Of course, most people probably didn't think "father" when they looked at his dad.

An Amazonian woman suddenly entered the screen, falling into her seat next to his mother before pulling her close. Her own breasts were quite large, equalling his mother in size, although she went in the opposite direction otherwise. Her body was muscular, dense with muscle that would have put even the bulkiest of huntsmen to shame. She was broad shouldered and even her waist was thick with muscle, her hips were not nearly as wide as his mothers, but they still provided a good foundation for her thick thighs and what had been affectionately called by his mother as "the comfiest pillow she'd ever had." One would have never considered that she was his genetic father, if not for the dense bulge that pushed out against the crotch of her pants.

Nicole and Juniper Arc, his parents and the two most powerful Huntresses in their town. Sure his mother certainly looked the part of a loving, if overly fertile mother, but he'd witnessed her slaughter enough Grimm to know that she was far more than that.

"Jaune! Oh my sweet little rabbit, are you alright? You didn't explain much in your message, just that we needed to talk!" His mother's voice was like silk, gentle and melodic, enough to calm him just a little bit.

"Goodness, you've done some growing since we last talked!" His father's voice was more boisterous and slightly deeper, although decidedly feminine. "Looking to beat your old man? Well you're a little lacking up top to beat me~" She teased, slapping one of her huge tits with a grin, mesmerizing her son from how they jiggled.

He couldn't let himself get distracted though, so he just said what he could to get them to take things more seriously. "It's happening."

With those words he watched his father blink a few times, slight confusion crossing her face before she shot forward, disbelief on her face at the news. "What? Already? That shouldn't happen for another few years!" She cried out, standing up and pacing around while his mother took over.

"Are you sure Jaune? You've certainly grown since last week, but it could just be a sudden growth spurt! Nicki went through them before the Mother's blessings began to show.." She said softly, trying her best to keep the news from overwhelming her.

"I-I wish that was it mom, but this didn't happen over the last week, it happened over last night !" he said, trying his best not to panic "I was growing on the way over here!" He pulled his hoodie off, barely saving it as his shirt began to split at the seams, looking more like a second skin against his newly broadened body. "I'm still growing now!"

"Oh wow…" He was surprised by the sound of his mother's awe, her eyes looking him over with a very obvious stiffening of her nipples. She visibly shuddered, her eyes closing for a moment before she regained her composure. "N-Not even your father grew so quickly. You look like she did before the Mother's blessings fully took root."

"Goddess above Jaune, this was overnight?" His father said, coming back into the shot before sitting again, looking at him with awe in her eyes. "Are there any other signs?" She asked softly, her usual playful demeanor disappearing and being replaced by one of concern.

"S-Scent." He said softly "My best friend bumped into me and lost it. The only reason she didn't jump me was because she decided to run away." He blushed harder for the next part, remembering what she'd told him about her own experiences when her transformation began. "My...my pre-cum is really thick, and it smells really goo-" His face burned even brighter at his slip up, the chuckle of his father only making it worse. "Strongly...I meant strongly…"

"It's fine Jaune, it's embarrassing but it's the gift that our Mother has given the men in our family." She said softly, her own eyes looking at Jaune's barely contained manhood, taking a deep breath and shoving down her own lusts for her son's sake. "We're to spread our Mother's love, to ensure that humanity will never disappear. Her gift to make up for her idiot sons."

"You'll have to go see Glynda." His mother interjected, reaching over to squeeze her husband's thigh." S-She's the one that helped your father. She'll know what to do."

"W-What about you two?" He asked, nervous about asking the stern teacher for help with something so scandalous. "S-She's not like she was when you guys were younger."

"Well you'll have to give up being a huntsman and become a full-time breeder. I'll have to call Saffron and Terra back, they were so excited for you to give Adrian a little sister~" His father joked, trying her best to calm him with a bit of playfulness.

They both gasped though when Jaune let out a sudden shuddering moan, stiffening up in the seat as loud cracking filled the booth. Jaunes hips shoved outward, his breathing coming out heavily as his lower body suddenly took on a definitely feminine shape. The chair got tighter as his ass filled out, rivaling the famous Bellabooty™ in size before his legs began to fill out. A thick rope of precum fired down his pants leg shooting through the denim of his jeans and covering the floor with his fluids.

Muscle bulged out across his body, his clothes barely keeping him covered as his body suddenly rivaled and then surpassed Cardin's in musculature. When the sudden growth spurt was over, his lower body was shaped like his father's, shapely and thick with muscle, but with enough fat to make any woman jealous of the absolute thiccness that he now had. His upper body was more like a bodybuilders, broad and thick with muscle; he looked like someone had taken a Captain Atlas doll and shoved the top half onto a figma from a particularly fetishistic Mistralian hentai.

Despite the pleasure the changes brought, he let out a fearful whimper as he dragged his attention back to the screen, watching as his father threw things into two large luggage bags. His mother held her hands to her lips, tears filling her eyes before she spoke.

"Oh my poor baby!" She cried, looking as if she wanted to reach through the screen to comfort him. "We're going to be there tomorrow, in the meantime go see your godmother. She'll be able to help you understand what's happening." She said, although he couldn't help but notice how her eyes drifted between his legs.

She gulped and shook her head a bit, giving him that motherly smile that always calmed him down. "We'll get you through this, my brave little soldier."

"Hey! On the bright side!" His father called, slightly muffled by the distance from the scroll "You'll be the sexiest stud in school, and the sexiest huntress in Beacon!" She said, rushing out of the door with a cry of 'Umbra! You're in charge until we get back!'

"We love you Jaune. We'll be there as fast as we can." She said, giving him one last smile before the call cut off.

Jaune stayed in the chair for a few moments, trying his best to pull himself together before he stood up. His clothes all groaned in protest, the button on his jeans popping off while his belt barely kept them on. He struggled to pull off his lucky hoodie, using it to wrap around his waist and hide his new lower body and the absolutely obscene bulge that threatened to break through the teeth of his jeans.

He looked down at the precum on the ground, his mouth watering again before he threw open the door to begin the run to Glynda's office.

He hadn't even noticed how long his hair had gotten during his change, but he did know one thing. Now he knew why Pyrrha always had her hair up. It was a pain in the ass trying to run with it getting in his eyes.

Unlike what most people would think, the Vytal Festival was actually a very relaxing time for Glynda Goodwitch. Classes were lessened due to the focus on physical training for the tournament, paperwork was down as well, and with chaperones and assistance from the other schools keeping the students in check was relatively easy.

Her days were mostly filled with making sure that things went smoothly, along with the secret war that Ozpin and his allies had been fighting. Thankfully, it seemed that although there were some rumblings in the old ruins of Mountain Glenn, things were relatively calm on that front.

Of course, team RWBY was the exception, constantly getting into trouble or dragging other teams into their shenanigans. From food fights to massive fights on freeways, their troubles never seemed to end. It didn't help that Ozpin unofficially sanctioned some of their actions. She was thankful that team JNPR was only dragged into their less dangerous actions, considering her precious godchild was on that team.

She'd nearly murdered Ozpin when he accepted the obviously false transcripts, going directly against the wishes of both his parents and herself. It wasn't that he wouldn't be strong enough, far from that. If he were anything like his father, Jaune would eventually grow strong enough to overtake even a full-fledged huntsmen by the end of their first year by sheer strength alone.

No, the reason they didn't want him to go was because of what had happened with Nicholas, now Nicole, when he had come to Beacon. They could not afford to lose an entire staff to maternity leave again, not like Nicholas' first year at Beacon. She was only thankful the blessing from the Mother Goddess hadn't appeared, or else they'd have lost an entire year of potential huntresses had the teachers not provided relief for him.

Glynda let out a sigh and leaned back in her seat, her hand gently resting on her flat belly. She'd been jealous as she watched the other teachers swell with life, her own body aching desperately for the day that the Mother would finally bless her with the gift of life. She'd hoped that Nicholas would be the one to finally reawaken the Mother Goddess, to bring her gift to the unknowing world, but it was for naught.

Despite his ancestors, and his rather promiscuous time before he'd met Juniper, Nicholas (turned Nicole by the time she'd met Juniper), became entirely monogamous. That didn't stop them from having a large family, seven daughters and a son was quite impressive, even if Nicole disappointed Glynda by not having multiple lovers to sire more children alongside Juniper.

She let out another sigh, although this one was more annoyed than jealous. "Juniper took to the blessings so well…it's a shame he doesn't have a harem of women like that." She grasped her face, annoyed at the rebellious nature of Nicole. "I thought you'd claim Terra as well, but no," her voice took on a mocking tone "'It's just a gift for my daughter!' Bah! In your grandfather's time he'd sired hundreds of children in a year! Even your father had fifteen wives!" She grumbled and reached into a draw producing a bottle of wine. "Those studs knew how to use our Mothers blessings…where did I go wrong?"

"Well, at least alcohol has gotten better over time. I can't believe what we used to drink…" She said with a sigh, popping the cork out of the bottle and pouring herself a glass. "Especially when the Mother's Milk finally ran out."

So of course, as she brought the glass to her lips there was a loud and desperate banging at her door.

She closed her eyes and let out a tired sigh, setting down the glass before straightening herself out. She needed to look professional, even if she wanted to strangle the person on the other side of the door. It was only a few short steps before she was in front of the door, taking a deep breath to calm herself before swinging the door open.

"There's no need to bang on my door, now what is it you…need…" She trailed off, a familiar, if infinitely stronger scent assaulting her nose. The only thing keeping her from collapsing and pushing her face into the absolutely delicious looking bulge just under her vision was the amount of experience she had dealing with such things.

 "A-Aunty~" The desperate moan drew her eyes from the chiseled abs of the person in front of her up to his face, where she was suddenly struck by just how tall her godson had become. He'd been just above six feet tall the day before, but now he stood at what had to be over seven feet tall.

"Jaune?" Her voice came out in a whisper, looking him over in bewilderment. His clothes barely fit, stretched across an increased musculature and height, she thought he was just going through the changes his father had until she got to his waist.

His waist had pinched inward, giving him a very pear shaped body thanks to the proportions of his lower body. She felt her pussy grow moist at the sight of his bulge, the huge thing tearing the seams of his already strained pants. His huge balls looked uncomfortably tight in his jeans, being crushed not only by the denim, but also by the huge thighs that looked like they could crush a man's head.

Her own hips were woefully inadequate in comparison to her godson, and if the plushness of said hips was any indication, she was sure that his ass did the same. She would have inspected it herself if he didn't shove he was in, slamming the door behind him before leaning against it and bucking his hips.

With a grunt she hit the ground, annoyance punching through her worry until she heard the sound of denim being torn like it was paper. Looking up she was shut up by the sight of Jaune grunting like an animal as he stroked his massive twenty inch cock, thick ropes of precum splattering over the floor as his engorged balls twitched and clenched with an impending orgasm.

"W-Wait Jaune not here!" She cried, tried to get up and calm him down before he let out a loud, broken scream of pleasure. Glynda was mesmerized at the sight of his cantaloupe sized balls surging up until they were nearly shoving themselves back into his body. It happened over and over again, Jaune letting out desperate cries as his strokes sped up, his right hand turning into a blur as his left squeezed and rubbed his cockhead.

Her eyes widened when he let out a pained moan, his urethra bulging as thick cum finally started to force its way out of his body. She hadn't even noticed that her pussy was making a puddle under her body as she watched his cum slowly force its way up his massive shaft. The mouth of his cock looked like it was gasping, each clenching of his balls forcing more and more cum up his shaft.

When it finally burst from his cock, he let out another moan, pushing against the door and cracking it as fat and heavy ropes of cum fired out of his cock. Glynda let out a surprised gasp when the first rope slapped against her tits, filling her cleavage and forever staining the top she wore with his scent. The next hit her face, this time drawing a very un-Goodwitch like moan from her lips as his pudding thick seed flooded her nose and blinded her.

She let him cover her, her hands moving to her blouse before grasping each side of her boob window and tearing it open so he could cover her with his heavy seed. Every rope that entered her mouth filled it completely, forcing her to gulp multiple times to swallow the thick cum. She couldn't help herself, not when each rope took seconds to leave his cock, only to be replaced by another, even thicker rope.

The sounds that Jaune was making were broken sobs of pleasure, his fingers actually digging into the stone frame of the door from the strain of each shot of cum. His abs would clench, his balls would pull up tight towards his body, and his urethra gaped from the sheer size of his loads.

With each load, his voice grew higher in pitch, and his face would lose a bit of its more masculine features. With the clenching of his stomach, he never noticed the sensation of his belly filling up with something new, even as the sensation of something pushing through him began to fill his lower half. As that happened his waist pinched inward, exaggerating his pear-shaped body even more.

It didn't last long though, as his until now ignored chest finally joined in on the changes. He was surprised by the sudden pleasure in his chest as his nipples were suddenly forced up against his shirt, his flat chest surging to large c-cups nearly instantly. He pulled his hands from the doorframe and squeezed his rapidly growing tits, moaning happily as the filled up his hands quickly before overfilling them.

His chest flew through the alphabet before completely surpassing any size any normal woman could wear. They would have looked absurd on any other woman, but the massive beach ball sized tits looked right at home on her seven and a half foot frame. At the same time, the feeling of something pushing through him finished, and an entirely new sensation filled him.

Although, he really couldn't be called a 'him' anymore now.

Her pussy squirted along with her cock, her moans coming back full force as she had her first orgasm as her Goddess' chosen. She wanted to be filled by a big fat cock, she wanted a hole to fill, she wanted something in her mouth, she wanted to feel everything that her new body wanted!

Unfortunately for her, it was too much. Her eyes rolled up into her head and she slid down the door, her fat ass squishing into the absolutely absurd amount of cum that had collected below her. Her cock continued to leak slightly thinner loads of cum in a constant stream as she slept, the smell of her fluids poisoning the air around them.

It felt like hours before Glynda came back to her senses, even if it was only fifteen minutes. She was still covered in seed, her hands rubbing the still hot sludge into her skin as she looked at her beautiful godchild. Her clothes were ruined, either torn or so thoroughly desecrated by Jaune's seed that they wouldn't be useful for anything other than breaking sluts through the sheer smell of her cum alone.

"You're so beautiful Jaune…no…Joan~" She cooed, looking at the adorable face of her newly transformed goddaughter. Her hair as long and flowing, pooling around her (and soaking in the puddle below her), a bright golden sheen that put even Ms. Xiao Long's hair to shame. Her lips were plump and pouty, soft like pillows that Glynda desperately wanted to kiss. Her face was soft and round, innocent looking despite the Amazonian body and beastly cock she had.

If Joan were awake, she would have been mesmerized by the way Glynda's pupils quivered, visibly shaking before with audible pops they reshaped into glowing green hearts. She let out a moan, her entire body swelling outward as her most desperate wish finally came true. Her breasts swelled into g-cups, her hips pushed outwards and her lips plumped up ever so slightly. She was not ready yet, but with this she knew it was coming.

Her hand drifted to the skin just above her womb, licking her lips as a bright pink symbol began to form, glowing just under the ruined cloth of her blouse. It was a symbol of her devotion as the High Priestess to the Goddess of Life. The first of her children, and the protector of Her chosen children, the Arcs. She trailed her fingers over the lines, cooing as her womb ached and heated up exactly where she touched on the tattoo.

"Finally~" She cooed, pushing down on the tattoo and moaning loudly, squirting at once again feeling her own fertility. "She's coming, my Goddess is finally coming!~" She squirted again, her swollen breasts beginning to leak milk as the Goddess' blessing finally filled her once more.

It was another several minutes as she reveled in her regained power before she looked at Joan again, frowning at the wasted cum that was around them. "I have so much to teach you Joan." She said softly, standing up and licking her lips, considering licking all of the cum up before she shook her head. "Don't be greedy, Glynda."

With a snap of her finger, all of the fluids began to swirl into the air, growing into an increasingly large orb held just about the palm of Glynda's hand. "I'm sorry Joan, but I can't let this go to waste." She said, leaning down and pushing the orb around the tip of Joan's softening cock.

It was like a snake drinking water, the thick loads going back down into her goddaughter and filling up her balls once more. Joan let out soft moans, twitching whenever a particularly thick load got stuck before shoving back in. Glynda leaned forward and kissed her, their plump lips connecting easily so she could calm her down. She was surprised when the larger girl's tongue forced itself into her mouth, making her gag when her throat was bulged out by the thick muscle.

She endured it, happily spoiling her goddaughter even as her throat was thoroughly violated by Joan's tongue. She only pulled away when the orb was gone, leaving Joan's balls swollen again, but not nearly to the amount as before. With the Goddess' fully supporting her, Joan would never suffer it again, unless she wanted to.

Glynda stood up and snapped again, watching as the giant once known as Jaune floated up, following her as she walked towards her bedroom. "I have so much to teach you Joan…you're so much more than any of us could have thought~"

No longer did she need to pretend that she was a normal woman, held back by Aura's and Semblances, awful things created by the Brothers to hold back the Mother's children. With a wave of her hand the smells were gone, the door was repaired, and Joan was resting on a bed that had suddenly grown to match her giant size.

She leaned over her and kissed her forehead, her lusts forgotten for the moment as she pulled out her scroll. Searching for Ozpin's name she clicked it, her clothes reappearing on her and clinging like a second skin to her newly blessed frame.

"Why Glynda, it's nice to see you so…radiant…" She smiled when her employer trailed off, his glasses sliding down his nose as he looked at her with a dumbfounded expression. "No…"

"Yes Oz~" she cooed, her smile turning into a grin at the way he shuddered at her voice. "We just found the solution to all of our problems…would you like to be here to explain to Joan just exactly what she is?"

It was like decades of age dropped from Ozpin's face, a light shining in his eyes that hadn't been there for millennia as he stood up from his desk. "I'll be there in a moment, Glynda." His scroll cut off immediately after, but it was still enough time to hear the relief in her old friend's voice.

She set her scroll aside and snapped her fingers, covering up Joan in a larger version of her old clothes. It looked a bit silly on a woman of her size, especially the Pumpkin Pete hoodie, but Glynda couldn't help the maternal smile that crossed her lips. "Oh Joan…finally we'll bring an end to this ridiculous feud…finally we'll be free." She sat at Joan's side, gently stroking her fingers through her hair like when she'd been a young boy.

"Although…first I should probably figure out how to explain your new tits."