RWBY: Hunter of Huntresses; Glynda

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[Goodwitch's Bad Bitches]

"Do you have any idea why you're here, Mr. Arc?"

The aforementioned blonde shrugged in his leather seat. "No, not really. I'm not a student, so I truly have no idea."

"You say that you're not a student, right? Yet for some reason, you're wearing a Beacon-issued student uniform." Glynda Goodwitch gestured to the younger lad's wears. "Do you still have no idea as to why it is you are here, Mr. Arc?"

"Nope. No idea. Absolutely none."

"Really?" Glynda raised an eyebrow. "Even if I point out the fact that you are wearing the Beacon-issued uniform for girls, Mr. Arc?"

"Hey, it's breezy down there." Jaune deflected. He shifted his legs, crossing them under the plaid skirt he was wearing. "Do all girls get to enjoy this luxury?"

Glynda rubbed her temple and sighed. "Mr. Arc—"

"Beacon has no regulations against visitors entering student dorms," Jaune interrupted, "and students may bring at most three documented visitors a day. I've done nothing wrong."

"Perhaps. But we've gotten reports." The voluptuous educator brought out a bunch of printed files, long and wordy documents labelled with numbers. "For the past two weeks, an anonymous student—"

"Student as in singular, not plural?"

"An anonymous student," Glynda annoyedly continued, "has been submitting concerns regarding your proliferous philandering at our establishment."

A tense silence followed, with the woman adjusting her sitting and making her massive jugs jiggle in place. Jaune felt his groin stir at their massive size. Man, if he actually got into Beacon he probably wouldn't be able to focus in class at all. Did the blonde professor deliberately wear a white top with such a wide opening? The large keyhole neckline showed off her deep cleavage, visible valleys formed by her milk mountains which surpassed both Yang's and Pyrrha's bosoms in size and shape.

"My eyes are up here, Mr. Arc."

"I know." The blonde man took one last glance at the older woman's assets before forcing his gaze to meet her gemstone green eyes, her less sensual (but still quite bewitching) pair of orbs. "But I still don't see the problem. I don't remember causing any trouble here."

"Is that so? Maybe this will jog your memory." The busty lady flipped open a folder, and began reading out the contents of the paper within. "Screams were heard inside the ladies bathroom today, earlier—"

=––=

"—this noon. It sounded like a female student was being sexually assaulted, especially since phrases like 'this is rape' and 'please stop' were heard."

"This is rape! Agh, ah! Get your dick out of me!"

"Uhhh, 'get your dick out of me' doesn't sound too real."

Velvet paused, looking up from her script. "It's porn, Jaune. It doesn't have to sound real."

"I know, but that sentence just feels…off." The blonde lad scratched his head. "Also, are you okay in that position?"

The brown-haired Faunus was currently leaning against the wall inside a bathroom cubicle, one leg planted down to support her weight while the other was raised above Jaune's shoulder. Both teens were as naked as the day they were born, cramped in a narrow space. Jaune had his penis inside the bunny's breeding hole, momentarily ceasing his sexual ministrations.

"I'm fine." Velvet assured, her ears twitching a bit. "I can stretch even more; this is nothing."

The rabbit Faunus proceeded to arch her back even more, thrusting her meager chest out to make her water balloons bounce. Her ass out and her lumbar muscles pushed in, the huntress displayed her gymnast-esque flexibility.

"If you say so." Jaune whistled, appreciating his current lover's supple and limber pose and rubbing her white, creamy rump. "But going back to your dialogue, it's too wordy."

"Really?"

"Yeah, it doesn't roll off the tongue that well." Unlike his name. "Try something else, I'll start pounding you again."

"Alright." The size queen prepped herself, right before Jaune resumed his deep, brutal strokes into her meat pocket. She cleared her throat and held up her self-written script.

"Ungh, this is rape!" she screamed. Velvet herself had the potential to become the next hottest adult star, given her talent for acting. Alas, her true calling was directing erotic videos. "Agh, ahn! PLEASE STOP!"

"Ooh, much better. Oops, I mean—" the Arc recalled his lines. "Shut the fuck up, you little slut. No one's coming to save you. Just keep quiet and take my cock into your dirty little sewer hole."

"Uwaaaah…" Velvet began sobbing, crying on the spot. Damn, was she good at acting. "I, I have a fiance! I can't get married like this!"

"You're engaged? Hahaha!" the blond guffawed evilly. "Here, I'll give you and your boyfriend the best wedding gift. Take my rape baby, bitch!"

"Noooo!" the rabbit was positively in anguish, tears running down her cheeks. She looked like prey, all victim-like and weak; something that got doms off. "Don't—stop, stop, STOP!"

"Hah, hah, I'm gonna cum, you filthy, human hoe!" Yeah, that's right. Ironically, Jaune was standing in for a Faunus actor, while Velvet was standing in for a human one. "I'll knock you up with my baby. I'm gonna seed you good. Have fun explaining your baby's dog ears, bitch."

"Please stop, it hurts~!"

"Quiet down and just get Faunus bred already! Ooooagghh, cumming! I'm gonna put a bun in your oven!"

"Aaaaaagggh!"

With a resounding scream, both teens came. After a full minute, Jaune pulled out, letting his thick cream drip out from the size queen's leaky poontang.

"Whew." the man sighed. "I have to admit, the dialogue was pretty hot. You should try starring in your own porn."

"Ah, I don't know." The nympho bunny's ears drooped a bit as she blushed. "I think I do better behind the camera."

"You should feel embarrassed about the amount of guys you fucked, rather than the fact you're being filmed." he snickered at Velvet's cute pout. "Alright, alright. I won't push. Are you still up for some unscripted fun, though?"

"You're big again already? Of course you are, you didn't soften a bit." the slender woman smirked, putting her leg down from Jaune's shoulder. She spread her little pucker, opening her anus. "Do me in the ass. I want to lose my mind."

=––=

"—and more screams continued, though they sounded more consensual this time."

"Welp, there you have it. The rapist was a Faunus, based on the report." Jaune shrugged. "I don't see why I concern you. You should keep those horny Faunus students in check, you might end up with pregnant teenaged huntresses soon."

"First of all, we only admit a few Faunus into our academy." The woman coughed at Jaune's raised eyebrow. "Yes, we keep them in check, mainly due to the actions of a particular Faunus student of ours. Yes, it does seem racist. But keep in mind that Vale's Faunus population consists of individuals looking for safer job opportunities. Most of them work in the civilian sector. Few choose careers as dangerous and financially unreliable as this."

The older huntress cleared her throat before continuing. "Secondly, we have footage of you exiting the toilets, some time after Ms. Scarlatina did. Beacon has overlooked her rather…special profession, so long as she doesn't personally star in those videos and it doesn't affect her studies. Having said that, public sex is not the sort conduct which Beacon expects from its students."

"Get off my back, Mrs. Goodwitch. It was just one time."

"That's Ms. Goodwitch to you, Mr. Arc."

"Ooh, so you're single?"

Glynda ignored his remark. "Don't play games with me. I have three more reports describing other instances of your public or outdoor escapades with our students. With Blake Belladonna, you two did it in the halls at night, making her act like a feral animal—I believe that was the start of the latest 'were-puma' school legend. Inside one of the classrooms, you had Weiss Schnee give you a blowjob while you posed as one of the students in Professor Port's class. Dust, you even recited while half his class was asleep."

Jaune had to suppress a chuckle at that memory. In all fairness, the fat lecturer beamed at the fact someone had been listening to his lengthy stories and picking up lessons from them. Honestly, the blond would have fallen asleep as well if it weren't for the high-pressure blowjob Weiss had been giving him under the table.

"Lastly, this report states that you and Ruby Rose engaged in outdoor sex in the public patio, in the middle of the day." Glynda detailed. "The aftermath was a messy clean up, as a certain area of the courtyard was covered in rose petals—petals which were all soaked in an unknown fluid."

"She came onto me, as I was walking out. How was I supposed to know she was skipping her classes?"

"As the older individual, I rather you give a young woman such as Ms. Rose appropriate guidance, as opposed to being her enabler. Maiden knows she has had enough bad influences already."

"Meh, some girls just like us older. They get off, knowing the age difference and the size difference." Jaune dismissed the woman's motherhood statement. "I still don't see the issue; Beacon ought to stay out of their student's private lives, you know."

"Really?" she indignantly scoffed. "Well, how about this file? Coco Adel disappeared for days—"

=––=

"—therefore skipping school in the process. Her parents were unreachable, and before Beacon contacted the authorities, a student discovered a livestream on Dusturbate.com with Ms. Adel on it.

"Hahk, haugh, hrk!" Wet gagging noises were picked up by the webcam's microphone. Coco's tight mouth enveloped Jaune's girthy member, taking in seven inches.

"Damn, and to think you hated giving," Jaune sighed as he felt Coco's tongue massage the underside of his cock, like a writhing worm. "but isn't it a school day for you?"

The woman released his bloated organ, smacking it on her cheek for the viewers to see. The noise was audible to online spectators, visible ripples transmitted on her puffy peach skin. She gave it a big kiss, resulting in a loud smooch being heard as she worshipped the glistening fuck stick.

"Hmmm, yeah it is." she replied. "But I don't plan on spending the last few days before my next mission listening to boring classroom lectures."

"Fair enough."

Jaune was resting on a couch, with Coco kneeling and placing her head in between his legs. His ten-inch cock was literally longer than the woman's fashion model face. It cast a shadow over her features, a long silhouette which was a testament to its giant size.

Ding.

"Aw, thanks for donating, XLover349!" Coco cooed at the laptop notification, while still giving Jaune's dick long strokes. "Mmmn, we're getting really close to the goal~! Only 150 Lien to reach our 2000 Lien milestone!"

Jaune smirked. Leave it to Coco to enjoy her last few free days while making money at the same time. She set up an account on Dusturbate, detailing the content to be male on female sex to be streamed for seven hours a day for the next three days.

"Hm? What do you mean, chat?" the woman asked, scrolling on the computer a two feet away from the blond man's lap. "Haha, who's my partner? Sorry, not telling~!"

The stream had attracted quite the following over such a short span of time; there were at least 800 users watching the livestream. According to site demographics, 76% of subscribers to her Dusturbate account were female. Staring at the screen, Jaune read some of the messages.

DykeLover69: that big dick will turn me straight huhu

XxXtigressladyXxX: that mans cock is just yum

ANaCl&Baettery: girl ur so hot

AnAngryMan: lol are u even legal, slut?

RedHeadRedDicktion: damn where can i find a bull like that lmao

StarforceFUCKER: nice tits!

TrolldierBoy: @CoffeeAuLady wanna meet and fuck sometime?

"Sorry Trolldier, but I'm going to be busy for the next couple of weeks." Coco trilled, lifting herself up and placing her firm bottom square on Jaune's lap. She let the fat penis smack her crotch, the length easily reaching past her belly button. Coco adjusted the laptop webcam, tilting it to her right and angling it downwards.

SkyBlueBeret: amazing!!! :o

WolfRein0905: how da fuck did u fit that in ur mouth?????

captainslashersoldiersailor: now *thats* a katana

ZzFaunusOwnedSlutzZ: okay, is that guy an actual bull? Like, horns and all (no racism)?

"Nope. I'm a hundred percent homegrown human." Jaune said, his face out of view from the camera. He grunted as Coco started grinding on his shaft, her slick pussy lips lubricating his large cock.

Several more dings were heard from the device, messages which Jaune didn't bother reading. Coco on the other hand was eagerly acceding to the requests of her fans, maintaining her persona as 'CoffeeAuLady'. Soon, the laptop sounded a synthetic popping noise, one reminiscent of fireworks.

"Yay~!" the brunette exclaimed. "Congrats guys, you did it! 2000 Lien milestone achieved. The two largest donors now have the right to pitch their requests, and then the voting begins!"

A new message flashed on the screen after a while.

Vote Results

Lap Riding - 50%

Brutal Anal Pounding - 50%

"Haha, shit. What now, Co—er, CoffeeAuLady?" Jaune said. "I'm up for either, so make your—"

"Hm, both it is." Coco said, lifting her ass up and positioning her bumhole on top of Jaune's swollen cockhead. "A brutal anal pounding done via lap riding. Does that sound good, chat?"

Multiple dings of approval were heard.

=––=

"TEAR MY ASS UP, YOU STUD! FUCKING BREAK ME! MAKE SURE THAT I'LL NEED A WHEELCHAIR AFTER THIS!"

Accompanying the visuals on the monitor, tinny––yet extremely sexual––sounds were being broadcasted by the speakers. On screen was a woman's pale and perky ass slamming up and down a massive tower of cock, making the fat fuck log appear and disappear up a tight sphincter like magic.

"…Did you actually have to play the video itself?" Jaune blinked in disbelief. "I mean––I get that it's considered material against me, but you can't say that the guy there is me. His face was never shown."

"Ms. Adel slips up and identifies the man as 'Jaune' around the two-hour mark." Goodwitch huffed. "What is important, however, is the fact that your relationship with Ms. Adel and several other of our student huntresses caused a fiasco like this to happen. It is damaging to Beacon's reputation."

"Reputation? Please." the seated blond sneered, earning a leer from the educator across him. "There won't be a reputation. People won't see your female student body that way. After all, they're not sluts––at least, not all of them––they're just girls looking for a fun time to unwind." Resting his hands behind his head, Jaune slouched back in a semi-recline. "Huntresses need to destress too, you know. You yourself should understand that, right Glynda?"

"Don't call me by my first name." Adjusting her glasses, the voluptuous blonde narrowed her green orbs. "And fun? Please. I know how to have fun. But the problem here is you, Mr. Arc. Our students' ideas of fun can cause trouble for them and for us, the administration."

"Hey, I had nothing to do with that food fight."

"Who's talking about the food fight?" Glynda tutted. "I'm talking about the stunt you and Ms. Nikos pulled an hour before this conversation."

=––=

"Nhi~, nha~, you're doing me so hard, Jaune~!" Pyrrha cried out as Jaune rutted her in the missionary position. The blond held her legs up with his arms, himself kneeling to pound her pussy into oblivion.

"By Remnant, Pyr." the bull groaned. "How many times do you want me to cum inside you? I'm not a big fan of sloppy seconds, even if they're my own sloppy seconds."

The panting redhead let her hand trail down her front, caressing her own tits and rubbing her lower stomach. Pressing lightly on that area below her belly button, Pyrrha felt Jaune's cum slosh inside her womb. It was an exhilarating feeling, knowing how she was filled up and bloated from her lover's previous three ejaculations. Her lower regions felt all warm, as Jaune's cock plugged in her vagina to prevent his seed from spilling. The contrasting sensation of cool air on her sweat-covered skin and the molten sperm which filled her insides made the woman discharge once more.

"It's gonna leak soon, I think one last shot will do it."

"Don't worry Jaune," the mischievous spartan said, "just do me roughly for this last one, alright?"

Cheekily, the man returned a smile. "Then get ready. One sore pussy, coming right up!"

Jaune pounded Pyrrha's sopping snatch fiercely, eliciting ecstatic whines from the bred woman. This was the closest she could get to getting knocked up; Jaune had been firm and careful with regards to their usage of contraceptives. He was a breeding bull who didn't want to breed yet. It was a fact which drove her and several other women wild––after all, how can they deny their instinctive urges when a male with such dense pheromones whipped out his huge cock?

Panties would drop, legs would spread. Pussies would drip, wombs would throb.

It was just nature for a female to succumb to the greatest alpha male in the tribe.

Getting fucked by Jaune was more than sex. It was a life-changing experience which no woman could ever forget. A real alpha male like him had a penis belonging to a prized stallion––one which he will ultimately bury inside a woman to wreck her inner walls. Jaune pumping that fat, ten-inch magnum would batter your vag like a weapon, effectively resizing your hole. Once the hung lad cums inside, women would feel their consciousness fade as they get inseminated; their concentration will be directed towards the hope of getting impregnated by the stud, and their hearts will ache with yearning for another round with the flaxen horse.

"Oh yes, yes! Cum in me! Shoot a full liter of your seed down my slutty little vag!" Pyrrha screeched as her lower body shook, presumably (definitely) feeling another full orgasm hit her brain. Of course, by this time her brain was basically a broken record. The words 'baby batter' were looped in her debauched thoughts, like a junkie desperate for another fix.

"Nhi~, nhnn~, ahn~!" Tongue lolling out and eyes crossed, the Mistralian champion looked completely unkempt with her fucked silly expression. She was indeed filled with seed, and each thundering orgasm which clobbered her nerves and rocked her soul made her reclining body jolt with pleasure. She was spasming and twitching, maintaining the high which was provided by Jaune's sexual prowess.

Ramming his cock downwards, Jaune grunted like a boar would to its mate. Furiously rutting into the fiery redhead, the blond bull was effectively marking her his. His seed inside her marked her as his mate, not too different from animals claiming a piece of territory. As he bucked his pelvis, the domineering male looked at his lover in fascination, watching Pyrrha's mind break from his lust-fuelled actions.

Peaking once more, Pyrrha threw her head back with a screech, flicking drops of her sweat off her ivory skin. Tits jiggling in place, Pyrrha relished how aggressive Jaune was in their congress; pinning her down like she was nothing but a sexual relief object. Soon, the woman felt her lover's cock throb inside her. At this point, the sheer force of the blond's pistoning made streaks of white trail down his shaft, as the virile liquid inside the redhead's hole got displaced with every thrust.

With a growl, Jaune came once more, pumping rope after rope of semen into the slutty champion's stuffed pussy. Pyrrha could only instinctively buck her crotch upwards to help the penis dig itself into the deepest depths of her poontang. She spread her legs into a split, wanting to take in every fat inch of Jaune's cock inside her. The aforementioned male leaned in for a kiss, one which Pyrrha whole-heartedly reciprocated. The copulating couple slurped and smooched as their groins remained joined, with sperm exploding into Pyrrha's whorish cunt like fireworks. This filling sent the shapely woman's mind into a state of pure joy, reducing one of the strongest and deadliest huntresses on Remnant into a broodmare who felt weak in the presence of a superior man.

After fully discharging his load, Jaune finally pulled out. He unplugged the woman's full breeding hole to let globs of cum immediately flood out into the bed. The sheets were now stained with sweat and cum, with the entire room now smelling like sex.

"For a prank, this is pretty damn dirty." With a huff, Jaune sighed as he felt his member soften (but not fully). "And I mean dirty. Hope the people sleeping here won't feel too bad."

"Fuck them." Pyrrha said as she pressed gently on the underside of her navel, making her gaping hole spew out more semen onto the bed. "Team CRDL compose of bullies, racists, and toxic masculinity."

"Toxic masculinity, huh?" the blond whistled. "So what do I have?"

"The best masculinity possible," Pyrrha chuckled as she licked his cock clean. "One of an alpha male. Especially with this monster of a horse cock swinging in between your legs. Dust."

"Oh right. Why did you take so long in choosing the bed?"

"I wasn't sure which was Cardin's. Er, this team's leader."

"I don't know who this 'Cardin' is, but he sounds like a prick."

The busty Nikos woman rolled her eyes. "He's a virgin pretending to be a chad. I can tell." She continued to lap at the man's semi-hard erection. "Fuuuuck. I want to have this inside me forever."

Before he could respond, Jaune heard a bunch of footsteps coming from outside the dorm. Alertedly, he rushed off the bed and put his ear on the surface of the door. Fuck, there were a lot. He could only pray that the team who stayed in this room wasn't anywhere near. The blond twisted the lock. He turned around. "Hey Pyrrha, I think we should leave––what the fuck?"

The bed was vacant, and the window was open.

Only a female student's blouse and skirt remained on the mattress.

Still naked, Jaune hastily leaped near the window, sticking his head out and catching a glimpse of Pyrrha's nude form entering a window some dorms down. Did she jump from ledge to ledge!?

"Pyrrha! You took my fake uniform!" Jaune shouted. "Yours is still right here!"

"I'm sorry!"

"What the––Sky, did you lock the dorm?"

Jaune paled as he heard a masculine voice from outside the room.

"Uh, dunno. I don't think I did. But don't worry, I have the key."

Blue eyes widening, Jaune quickly put on the girls' uniform set and stepped out the window. Looking down, he noticed a thick set of shrubbery. He was three stories up, and there was a notable amount of bushes to cushion his fall. He had aura, too. Okay. He could do this.

He jumped.

=––=

"As you can see, we have high-definition video footage of your…escape." Glynda said, gesturing to the monitor. The woman circled around the blond lad, her heels clacking on the marble office floor. "It shows how you exited through the window of Team CRDL's dorm, some time after Ms. Nikos takes her leave."

"Well, what can I say, Ms. Goodwitch?" Jaune shrugged nonchalantly. He retained his neutral way of speech, playing the situation off as a mere joke. "I'm a lucky guy. No broken bones or injuries on me, and no one got hurt when I landed in those bushes."

"Spare me, Mr. Arc." the educator said. "The aftermath of this incident is especially disadvantageous to the administration. First off, there are more rumors now. Among the student body, there's a new rumor of a 'ejaculating crossdressing pervert' terrorizing the grounds. Mistralian futanari, they called it. I'm already expecting a flurry of phone calls from concerned parents." The teacher rubbed the bridge of her nose. "Secondly, there is now a rumor about Pyrrha Nikos. I'm expecting some tabloid reporters to drop by sometime soon, nosy individuals looking for more garbage to write about."

Goodwitch tucked strands of her golden hair behind her ear, her frustration apparent. "Overall, you seem to have a negative impact on our students, our school, and our reputation." Leaning on her desk, she crossed her arms under her thick bust. "Now Mr. Arc, do you understand why exactly I've called you here?"

With the cockiest grin plastered on his face, Jaune answered.

"Because you're horny too."

Several heavy seconds of silence passed.

"Because I'm what!?"

"Because you're horny," Jaune repeated. "Oh come on, Glynda." Jaune stood up suddenly, making the older woman step back. "You were envious. The slutty students whom you were teaching were getting themselves off, while you were saddled with work. Let me guess, you don't get many breaks, do you? Training the next generation of huntresses instead of getting hitched with a man of your own. You're what, in your thirties? Hm, your biological clock is ticking, and you want a kid too, don't you?"

"Wha––I, I don't," The woman found herself stammering out a reply. "Mr. Arc! This is improper. Sit yourself down––"

Thud.

Glynda found herself backed into a wall. Jaune loomed closer and closer to her frame. He was––he was aggressive. Her heart was fluttering, her pulse quickening.

"You're tired, aren't you?" Jaune said, caressing her body. He let his warm touch trail down her arm, stroking her limb. His rough fingers found themselves groping her plump behind as Glynda found herself suddenly and surprisingly turned on. "Let loose. I'll show you what you've been missing out on, and give you a taste of what your students have been having."

She wanted to say no. This was happening too fast. He was fondling her behind. That was wrong, right? Glynda felt her thoughts get jumbled as her body heated up. It was true that she was fascinated with the reports from the anonymous student. A tiny bit curious as to who the stud fucking her students was. Then it turned out to be a male from the Arc family.

A son of the Arc heritage.

She had heard stories about the family's men. Raunchy, debaucherous stories. Glynda was quite disappointed at the fact that the only Arc enrolled into Beacon was a girl.

It was now or never.

With a low voice, Jaune looked her dead in the eye. "Do you want me?"

Breathing erratic from her arousal, Glynda could only melt into the man's presence. He exuded a form of domineering manliness––one which was not stifled by the lad's effeminate outfit.

"Yes."

=––=

"So, I think I messed up."

"Is this about entering our dorm through the window instead of the door, or the fact that you were naked when you jumped onto my bed?"

"No."

Weiss eyed Pyrrha carefully. "You know, when Yang and Ruby said that they were holding a pranking contest, they were thinking more along the lines of buckets of water or embarrassing photos."

The Nikos woman nodded, sitting nude on the bed save for the male dress shirt she wore.

"So why on Remnant did you decide to suddenly waste Jaune glorious seed on something as stupid as a dust-damned prank!?" Weiss roared. "What possessed you to do this!?"

"I wanted to kill two birds with one stone," the redhead merely huffed, "but looks like I've really messed up this time."

"I swear, Pyrrha." Weiss ground her teeth. "If you get Jaune banned from the premises because of this, I will fucking lose it."

Pyrrha looked unrepentant, faux-sighing. "Well, he is in Professor Goodwitch's office. I'm sure he can work her out." Wrong. "Er, work something out."

"Really, Pyrrha?" the heiress snorted. "Strict, prim and proper Ms. Goodwitch? Jaune might have a big dick, but it's up to us if we want to have it pound our wombs out. If she doesn't cave, I'll end you."

Pyrrha rolled her eyes. As if Weiss could beat her one-on-one. Whatever. She firmly believed that Jaune had a lustful force over women, seeing as how she herself gave in to his advances so easily. Even when she tried not to think of fucking him, she ends up fucking him. Goodwitch will cave, for sure. Dust, the two were probably going at it right now. Pyrrha whimpered. She wasn't worried about any sanctions from the school. She was anxious about one thing and one thing alone.

Whether or not her bull would punish her for naughtily leaving him with only a blouse and a skirt.

=––=

"Don't be so tense; I'm used to pleasing needy, older women." Jaune bemusedly said as he felt Glynda tense at his touch. The mature blonde was bent over her desk, letting her sizable posterior hang out for Jaune to fondle. Neither of them had stripped, yet the younger man relished caressing the professor through her pencil skirt. Her dark garments stretched over her wide rump, making her ass look large and tight at the same time.

Glynda was really tense; perhaps due to the fact that she was openly being molested in her own office, or maybe because she hadn't ever thought that she would surrender to a man like him. Either way, as the blond male dug his thick fingers into the older woman's ass. Fuck, her ass was thick.

"I, I'm only thirty-three." she sputtered.

"Any woman ten years older than me is a cougar~" Jaune whistled. "Though, I quite enjoy taking a break from fucking women my age." The stud smirked after hearing an audible groan from the bent over woman. She was relaxing her guard. She was giving in. His hands moved up to fondle her large chest, still concealed by her white top. "Oh, and don't take the age thing as an insult. Foxy ladies like yourself age like fine wine. Let me just say that I love how warm you older bitches are inside."

Glynda's breathing was erratic. What was she doing, giving in to a younger man's advances? He could be her student, for Dust's sake. Yet here she was, surrendering towards the scion of the Arc Family. She usually had more self-control than this; had she really been focusing on her work that much? She couldn't remember the last time she let go.

She couldn't remember the last time she felt a nice, manly dick in her cooch.

With lidded eyes, she let out a low whine as she felt Jaune's skillful fingers sink into her covered mammaries. She was indeed proud of her assets––they started growing during her adolescence, and only stopped years after her graduation. Glynda did enjoy flaunting them; the keyhole neckline allowed onlookers to view her deep valley of cleavage. Her white blouse packed her two melons together tightly, bunching them into a single, massive mound on her chest. To men, it showed off her femininity; her affinity for motherhood encapsulated by her narrow waist and wide hips, topped with a pair of mega milkers. To women, it was a subtle flex of dominance towards those who weren't as blessed as her. Shallow, yes. But it was one of the few perks of having such a dynamite bod.

Deep down, however, Glynda knew she wanted what was happening right now. She flaunted her assets because of an inner desire to be taken, conquered, and dominated. She was self-aware of her magnificent figure, and perhaps she found getting devoured by a hungry male extremely appealing. She had been surrounded by herbivorous males this whole time, fickle men who could only sneak glances at her form. Now however, she was in the presence of an Arc male.

And he was going to devour her.

=––=

He felt empowered.

Jaune was no stranger to seduction, be it his doing or his lovers'. However, he took great satisfaction in the current situation, primarily because of how quickly the woman caved to his advances. He felt in control, and this gave the blond a form of high he had never felt before. His penis throbbed in the confines of his boxers, a noticeable bulge rising from under the skirt he was wearing. Fuck. He was no sissy. He was a full-on hung and virile alpha male. He wanted to tear this outfit apart, regardless of whether or not it belonged to Pyrrha.

Speaking of Pyrrha, he should punish her next time.

With his mitts still on Glynda's massive knockers, he gripped on the woman's neckline and pulled. With a loud rip and a surprised gasp, the white material was torn, revealing the blonde lady's brassiere-clad breasts. Her undergarment was a deep shade of violet, with frilly, rose patterns for design. The dark color contrasted nicely with her peach skin. What a shame.

Jaune tore those too.

Now bare, the older woman's pillowy mounds hung freely. While most of the cougars he had slept with had less perky bosoms, Jaune licked his lips as he felt the fullness of Glynda's pair. There was no hint of sag, no hint of deterioration. He rubbed her fine milkers, mama bahamas which in all their voluminous glory. He fondled her breasts in a variety of motions; up, down, around. To his personal delight, he found his sensual massage eliciting several moans from Glynda.

Now bare, the emerald-eyed professor's pink areolas were vulnerable to Jaune's touch. He circled his fingers around her nipples, giving them a light pinch. This caused Glynda's body to heat up, a reaction to having one of her more sensitive body parts being touched. He trailed a trim nail to scratch against her nipple in a slow, dragging motion. What initially started as a dull sensation blossomed into a flare of heat on the tips of her chest.

"Damn, you're really too pent up," Jaune snickered. "Your nipples are pretty fucking hard."

His hands travelled downwards, rubbing the older woman's mature rump. Hiking Glynda's tight pencil skirt up, he revealed the blonde's panties; a g-string as lacy as her bra and just as sexy. The scanty garment allowed her two white buttcheeks to be seen in full view, prompting Jaune to spank them.

Glynda whined and winced with every strike, as the younger man smacked her full ass with the intent of tenderizing it. The man grinned as he knew what he was doing to the cougar; taming her. He was flexing his dominance over her, asserting his position above her. He was going to fuck her, and she was going to be fucked; not the other way around.

Jaune felt a bit hot under the collar. It wasn't a sickly feeling; he was feverish, yes, but not fatigued. Rather, he felt energized. As if things were clearing up for him. As if he knew what to do. His cock ached, getting fully erect––the Arc shed his clothes off, stepping out of the embarrassing schoolgirl outfit.

All thoughts of protection and safe sex were suppressed by his own instincts. He wanted to breed this cow of a woman. He wanted to make her fat titties swell with milk once he pumped her full of his seed. He wanted to impregnate such a fine specimen of a huntress and force her into the role of becoming his first broodmare.

The virile stud of a man wasn't capable of thinking of any form of contraception at this point. Only one idea remained on his mind.

"Need to breed," he grunted out loud, "I'm going to fuck a baby into your mature cunt, Goodbitch."

"W-what?" The busty cougar looked back, eyes widening as she saw Jaune's massive trunk about to enter her pussy. "Breed? Wait, you have no––CONDOM!"

Shouting out that last bit, Glynda felt her narrow snatch get impaled by the younger man's magnum dong. The large phallus stuffed her pussy, filling it out so much that the educator was positive that her vagina had been permanently stretched and resized.

"Haugh! Oh gods! Fuck!" Glynda panted out as she felt her vagina get brutalized by Jaune's massive member. "Aah, ah!"

"Shut the fuck up, Goodbitch." the blond sneered at the moaning professor. "You'll fall in love with my huge cock after I hammer your cervix a couple of times."

The buxom blonde continued screeching an array of profanities and other curse words, worded moans resulting from the Arc male's deep poundings. True to his word, Jaune was indeed hammering Glynda's cervix. Ten inches of pure man meat were flying in and out of her pussy, thundering down upon her womb. Gods, did it feel good. Had it just been too long since she had a nice, big cock inside her? Or was this the famed sexual prowess that all Arc men were naturally gifted with?

Fuck it, getting pounded by such a long, girthsome penis felt too damn good for her to comprehend the nature of the immense pleasure derived from the massive cock.

"Fwuh, hwah." Throaty groans escaped Glynda's mouth. With each hump, the Arc lad was pumping his entire schlong into her pussy, stretching it out. "F-fuck, I can feel––shit! Mh, oh gods, I can feel it! It's so big. Biggest I've ever fucking taken." She was telling the truth; it was the biggest she'd ever taken. As her lover moved faster, Glynda felt her fat bottom smack against her lover's hips. The rhythmic clapping of her asscheeks resounded throughout the room, loud thwaps which were audibly obscene to anyone who heard them. Her large breasts were also swinging in sync with their coupling.

"Yeah? Well it's good that your old pussy is getting some love for once." Jaune cackled as he reached to slap the professor's massive tits. She yelped in response to this, before beginning to moan at the feeling of her milk jugs getting fondled. "Maidens be damned, you're fucking stacked. I've never fucked anyone with boobs as huge as yours."

Glynda let out more cries as Jaune's strong hands continued to fondle her tits from behind, groping and massaging them like udders on a cow. Said hands moved down, caressing her taut stomach and thick thighs. Sweat and her own personal sex fluids spilled down her legs, mostly from her pussy lips being stretched open by a thick slab of man meat. Length was one thing, but girth was another. The fast-thrusting fuck sausage with the width of a soda can was a force to be reckoned with for her tight, mature pussy.

While the initial penetration was a bit painful, great pleasure followed after the breeding continued. The older huntress received her lover's pounding doggystyle, letting out howls and screeches of pleasure as she felt the man's cockhead pummel her womb. Entranced and captivated by the addictive sensation of his cock, Glynda was already hungry for the Arc's thick baby batter.

Having been railed for several minutes already, Glynda was in heaven. She had never met someone who made her peak so fast; she was already riding out her fifth orgasm from their intense copulation. S-she wanted to get bred. Strange as it is, Glynda wanted this bull of a male to fill her with his seed, impregnating her.

Jaune wasn't any different. He wanted to ream this bitch until he came, make her milk jugs actually start spraying milk. Something deeper than primal awakened within him. Rather than animalistic, it was like a divine fire was lit at his core. The need to breed wasn't just ancestral, it was––!

It was provident.

"Hah, hahn, fuck me!" Glynda was moaning her heart out. The strict, prim and proper disciplinarian was nowhere to be found. Gods, if her students saw her like this, they'll never take her seriously ever again. With Jaune hands finding themselves on her wide hips, it freed her big kahunas and allowed them to swing back and forth under her bend form. Her tongue was lolling out as well, with her eyes rolled in their sockets. This boy––no, man––was an absolute dream. He could make women beg for his cum just by fucking them once, like what he did to her. Arc males and their massive genitalia were unstoppable forces indeed.

Knock, knock.

Glynda looked back at where the sound originated. The door to her office. Thank gods, it was locked. But who on Remnant––?

"Ah, Glynda? Are you free?" A familiar, jolly voice called out. Professor Port. "I need to discuss something about the upcoming Vytal Festival. May I come in?"

"Shit, slow down!" Glynda hissed through gritted teeth. Jaune gave no response, the bemused blond continuing his non-stop thrusts through her birth canal. The older woman tried her best to stifle her moans and steady her voice.

"Glynda? Are you in there? Make haste on your reply, darling!" More knocks on the door. "Time is of the essence here, and while I might not be like Bart, the festival is of the utmost importance!"

"Urk! Peter, can it wait?" The buxom blonde held back a squeal as she felt Jaune's cock smash against her g-spot. "I, I'm preoccupied at the moment––ugh!"

"Preoccupied? My dear, you don't sound so good!" Port's voice, full of bravado, went through the locked door in a muffled state. "Are you dying inside!? Don't worry, let me just get my favorite axe and break down your door to save you, my colleague!"

"What? No––FUCK!" she loudly grunted, orgasming for the eighth time. Her pussy spasmed out more of her love juices, trickling down her meaty thigh. A low chuckled emanated from the hung stud who was pounding her from behind. "Arrange a meeting for later! I'm busy right now, and I rather you––oh, shit! I rather you leave, right now!"

"My word! Of course, how could I be so insensitive?" the fat man's jolly voice echoed. "It must be that time of the month for you, isn't it? I apologize for pushing, Glynda. We'll talk about this later."

The muffled clacks of Peter Port's dark boots echoed off the hallway floor as the pudgy man disengaged from Glynda's office door. The aforementioned blonde herself was breathing heavily, gasping for air as her lower mouth continued twitching. Waves of mini-orgasms hit her nerves periodically, making her vag squirt trickles of ejaculated while it was being pounded.

"I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" she cried out, gushing once more. Jaune's ten-incher was ceaselessly socking her cervix, battering it with a force driven by the momentum of his strong hips. Every time the older woman's tight pussy sheathed the blond's fat fuckpole, his hefty scrotum throbbed even more––a sign which indicated how he was inching ever closer to his glorious, virile release.

"I'm getting damn close," he breathed, "ready your baby room bitch. I'm going to bust inside you, knock you up. No protection."

Glynda gripped the table even harder. "Hngh, hah, n-no––shit––protection?" she panted out.

"That's right," the man growled, slightly surprising even himself. "I'm going to fill you with my potent sperm and impregnate your fertile womb." Groaning a bit, Jaune felt his member expand even more, his large, semen-making balls ready to churn out a thick dose of Arc cream. "I'm going to fucking knock you up, you busty broodmare."

"Hauh!" Glynda yelped as her lover's beefy schlong increased its tempo, tapping against her deepest folds with heightened ferocity. Strangely, she felt even more turned on. Was this another effect of, of––what? What was she thinking of again? Doesn't matter. This felt way to good. Alpha males like her bull right now deserved to breed her. His heavy balls were clapping against her thick thighs, while the man himself was using her wide, motherly hips to reign her in and slam her onto his hard cock. Yes. A woman like her, oozing such palpable sex appeal only deserved to be seeded by a real man, with a real cock.

"You want me to put a baby in you?" Jaune slapped her doughy ass, eliciting a sultry moan from the doggystyled woman.

"You want me to get your fat tits to spray some milk?" Another slap. Then another.

Glynda looked back, green eyes trained on her studly lover. Her bedroom eyes definitely had heart-shaped pupils on them, lidded and needy. "Please don't pull out," she begged, "I just want you to dump all your thick cum inside me. Please!"

Acknowledging her desire, Jaune merely grunted as he pushed himself deep inside her once more, plugging up her fuckhole completely. It was there and then that he rode out his release, which Glynda accepted with unparalleled bliss and euphoria. The Arc Cock Express had arrived, and it was emptying out its payload straight into her womb. The man's great cock kept cumming and cumming, shooting wad after wad and effectively flooding her birth canal.

The big-titted blonde shivered as she felt her tight snatch receive a stock of cum which surprassed all that had come before. It was massive, warm, and weighty; a sloshing feeling deep inside her made her peak one last time, earning her a mind-blowing orgasm which seemed to put all the others to shame. She came not just from the pleasure of Jaune's sporadic thrusts, but from the very idea of becoming a mother. Her eyes rolled upwards dreamily in their sockets, a wide, slutty grin spreading across her face. Coated in sweat, her heaving chest glistened with perspiration and looking even more erotic than usually.

Dust, she just became an addict to this feeling.

Glynda Goodwitch, the esteemed disciplinarian and accomplished huntress of Beacon Academy, never imagined herself to act as lewd as this. Bending over for a man around half her own age; it was unthinkable! Yet, a part of her knew that a male from the Arc lineage would be a studly specimen of a bull, capable of fucking the daylights out of her.

The mature woman merely stood there, still bending over her own desk in a daze. Her insides were warm and sore, making her body tingle. Jaune never pulled out, but Glynda could already tell that he was still raring to go. His cock stayed jammed inside her vagina, the hungry hole gripping against the man's veiny shaft like a vice. This prevented the overload of semen from spilling out.

"Get acquainted with my cock, bitch." Spanking her ass one last time, Jaune gruffly said, "I plan on fucking you into a coma. You won't be leaving your office anytime soon."

=––=

Glynda Goodwitch, age 33. Instructor at Beacon Academy. Her large breasts earned her the nickname '2G' from the student body. It is a double entendre, signifying both the consonance of her name as well as the size of her bust. The students estimate her bra size to be G-cups, and thus call her '2G' because she of her two G-sized breasts. In reality, she has 36GG breasts. She is tall and curvy, maintaining her waspish waist and wide hips to form a bombshell hourglass figure straight out of MILF porn.

SCHLP-SCHLP-SCHLP––!

The busty woman was no stranger to sex, of course. She was used to fucking five-inchers, but the Jaune's cock was much bigger than that. Even while soft, the girthy dong hung low to the middle of his thigh like a third leg––a toddler's arm sticking out from the blond's crotch.

"Ahhh! Ah, shit!"

Sex-crazed and caught in the heat of the moment, the mature huntress took the intense dicking in the missionary position. Her items were scattered on the floor next to her desk, documents and materials which were quickly shoved to the side by her younger lover. They had been fucking for over three hours now, with her pussy leaking out thick splotches of cum as Jaune continued drilling her.

Her skin was caked with dried semen, the visible aftermath of several peaks' worth of ejaculate. Her massive melons were coated in white from an earlier tryst, in which she sandwiched Jaune's large cock in between her GG's. She had given him a blowjob as well, worshipping his mighty phallus from top to bottom; running her tongue from his frenulum down his shaft. She serviced his heavy bull balls as well, cradling his heavy package which could barely fit in her palm. She had been fucked thoroughly, with both her interior and exterior having been splattered and hosed by the Arc's viscous cum.

"Mmph! Hahn, oh Maiden, you're so deep in my guts!"

Her pussy had by now fully enjoyed the feeling of getting filled and wrecked by Jaune's dick, and she reciprocated the man's forward thrusts by arching her back up and bucking her hips. This motion helped the ten-inched member to reach the very depths of her insides, the fat cockhead tapping against her cervix. At this point in time, her slutty hole had already shaped itself for Jaune's big cock, remembering its proportions––a literal display of muscle memory.

"So––fuck! You're doing me so hard, oh shit! Shit!"

Cumming once again, Glynda threw her head back in a set of violent shakes––every orgasm she had because of Jaune was nothing short of mind-shattering. She knew that another explosion of nerves would cause her to black out. Jaune definitely knew this, and if anything, it caused him to hammer into her vagina even harder. She wrapped her arms around the blond's neck. Staring her lidded, fucked-silly eyes into his baby blues, she continued to let their sex organs smash into each other.

"S-shut up, bitch." the blond grunted out. He wasn't tired, but for some reason his mind felt hazy. Like he was forgetting something. His hands wandered to fondle her supple breasts. Whatever. "I'll brutalize your pussy whenever the fuck I want."

Whimpering, Glynda's hands fumbled down to her stomach, brushing over a certain bulge––a bump near her belly which expanded and contracted as Jaune plunged his dick inside her wet, semen-coated folds. Wrapping her legs around his waist, Glynda hugged Jaune even tighter. She was close again, and so was he. Tits jiggling as she was pulled on and off the alpha male's formidable meat rod, she was pulled in one last time. Her mature pussy sheathed the entirety of Jaune's large cock, making his penis tip press up against the entrance to her womb. With a final groan, the blond bull released his seminal content all inside, simultaneous with the shapely disciplinarian's own orgasm.

Just as Glynda predicted, she blacked out.

=––=

Jaune looked back one last time. Yup, her limbs were still limp, dangling off the sides of her large, mahogany desk. The older woman's milk tanks heaved as she breathed, slump and unconscious from the intense breeding she just received.

He shuddered, and not from the fact that he put on Pyrrha's uniform again (he wasn't planning on going anywhere naked).

He lost control.

It was highly likely that he had impregnated the woman, since he had not worn any condoms or provided any birth control supplements. No, he chose not to, and this woman accepted his choice, his cock, and his seed.

Worst of all, he didn't feel inclined to give her any birth control; he felt more than okay about this busty bitch of a huntress having his child.

What on Remnant was going on with him?

He was sweating a bit, feeling feverish and yet still up for another round. Horny and virile, he was. What made him lose control like that? He was…he wasn't himself, but at the same time he was more satisfied and content from what he perceived to be just his standard operating procedure (tireless sex).

"Jaune."

A familiar voice, one which he hadn't heard from in months.

"Joan," Jaune breathed, eyes wide. The male Arc saw his fraternal twin staring back at him, most likely aware of what happened. Of course; it was likely Joan who filed all those complaints. Why? Because she didn't want him here, at the very place he wanted to enroll in? Even when he wasn't a student?

A multitude of complex emotions welled up inside him.

"Dad wants you to come home," she said, "he needs to tell you something."

Jaune shook his head. It was too late for an apology. "Look, I'm already over it, alright?"

"Over what?"

"The whole thing about you going to Beacon and not me," Jaune gritted out, "just leave me be. I'm not getting into any trouble, and I have my own job now. I don't need to hear him apologize. Or you, for that matter."

"Jaune, that's––ugh, okay." Joan frowned, not like what she was about to say next. "This isn't about that."

"What?"

"Dad's not concerned about that." the girl winced as she saw her brother's immediate frown. "This is something else, he won't tell me anything about it, but––"

"Just stop." Jaune pinched the bridge of his nose. So good old dad wasn't going to apologize at all, huh? "I, I––for fuck's sake, Joan. I don't even want to see you or dad. You knew. I never kept secrets from you––I told you what my damn dream was! Yet you're the one who dad trained. You're the one who got to go to Beacon, and now you're telling me that dad doesn't care––"

"He does care!"

"Doesn't care," he continued, "about how I feel. Dust, I know I said I was over it, and I really wasn't expecting an apology, but damn. Nice to know that you guys didn't even think about saying sorry."

"You left so suddenly," Joan retorted. "mom was both angry and sad. Jaune, we want you to go home. Mom and dad both want you home."

"No. I'm happy here." Jaune waved his arms around, which still looked quite weird given his crossdressing outfit. "I've got bitches 24/7, a high-paying job, and my own apartment. If I stay around you are dad any longer, I'm going to lose it."

"Jaune, please––"

"I SAID NO!" His hand hit the wall with a loud thud, one which triggered a visual flicker of his aura.

"You have your aura unlocked?" Joan raised an eyebrow. "Wait, when did that happen?"

"It doesn't matter," Jaune spat, "see you, sis. Don't bother contacting me. I'll make do on my own."

Jaune broke into a run, not looking back. He felt sick. He wanted out. He wanted to escape somewhere.

Gods, he needed a drink for once.

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Credit: SAZEREX

*There are 3 more chapters of this fanfic on Hentai-foundry, go there If you wanna read them. I just don't find them interesting.