Chapter #7Weiss slaps Yang by: Chefjdr  Weiss somehow got out of the embrace thatYang had her in. As she step back, she said in anger, “Yang Xiao Long, what are you?”
“Well, Blake was busy to help me study,” Yang said in a lustful tone, “and when I saw your pretty little face all flush, it gave me shivers down spine,” as she said that, she hold her body and shaking her body as it was cold, “I thought we could both helped each other out.”
Just as Yang said that, there was a smack as Weiss slapped Yang across her cheek and connecting with her day old manicure nails. After she did this, Weiss said, “Just so you know, I wasn’t raise to be that type of lady.”
What Weiss just said fell on death ear. As Yang turn her head to face the ice princess again, Weiss saw anger in her eyes as she growl, “More like a bitch to me,” as Yang lunges towards Weiss.
Weiss just dodge the blonde war machine in the nick of time but, her newly huge breast made her off balance as she ran into the team’s bathroom and close and lock the door behind her as one of her breast popped out of her dress as she was fleeing.
Cowering in fear in the bathroom, Weiss hold her hand over her head in hope for someone to save her.
“Come on, Snow angel,” Weiss could hear Yang said on the other side of the door, “I just wanted to make you feel good,” she continue with lustful cries.
“This isn’t happening,” Weiss thought, “if only I was bigger or stronger than Yang.”
Then she remembered about the book that gave her the huge chesticles she had now. “The book,” she thought, “the book can help me if no one can.”   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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