Chapter #6Beginning of the Snow Queen's new life by: WritingGuy   Weiss Schnee has the butt to match her perfect, gigantic breasts. Hey, she was already this far along, might as well go for broke.
Weiss's libido died down slightly, torn between the thought of pleasuring herself or examining her new body (in a non-sexual way.) The giant girl decided that 'fun' could come later- she wanted to see the results of her improvements up close!
Examining her closet, Weiss saw that the rest of her clothes had likewise changed to fit her new massive, beautiful body.
Clothes fit for a goddess! Only the best for the hottest girl in Beacon! Walking over to RWBY's bathroom, Weiss crept inside- idly noting that she actually had to stoop down to avoid hitting her head on the top of the doorframe.
No matter, a small price to pay for her gorgeous new body.
Her new combat outfit was a bit more 'outdoorsy' than the old her would have preferred, but was no less stylish. The white leather corset on top of the flowing white and blue gown would've looked comically gigantic on anyone else- with cups so huge and deep she could've held basketballs inside each cup and still felt loose wearing. Turning around, Weiss smiled at the sight of her ass, her huge, fat, round ass bulging out against the back of her dress. Heh, so much for Blake's 'Bellabooty' being the best ass at Beacon! Weiss wanted it all- and with the book she'd found, she would have it all!
Her latest 'enhancement' had positively inflated her rump! Her butt had grown with her when her height had changed, but it had been proportionately the same as it had been prior to her massive height increase. In other words, nicely shaped, but... small. Like the rest of her had been. Now?
Weiss's butt cheeks looked to be the size of soccer balls... each! Two giant globes of jiggling, plump flesh that Weiss could count on to absolutely fill and lift any skirts or dresses she put on! Hee hee... It was unbecoming of her, sure... but Weiss couldn't help but blush in pleased embarrassment at the thought of her school skirt riding up high because it was such an uphill battle to cover her colossal new posterior.
'I... I can't believe this is happening! But... it is! This is a dream come true!' Weiss thought as she continued examining herself in the mirror. Here she was, stuck in her team's bathroom, head brushing the ceiling, wearing clothes meant for a giantess, with the breasts, thighs, and butt of a fertility goddess!
She was living out one of her best dreams- granted, it was a wacky, silly, just-a-bit dirty dream, but... she'd been five foot nothing and an abysmal A-cup up till now! Why shouldn't she be allowed to live out life as a big, busty goddess?!
And besides... the book had shown her that any change she made to herself wasn't remembered by anybody but her. If things got really out of hand, Weiss knew she could always just write a line in the book along the lines of 'everything goes back to normal, the way it was before I made any changes.'
And... maybe changing Yang back to normal. It was, to put it crudely (the kind of language Weiss never used), funny as hell picturing Yang as a pint-sized, flat-chested little shrimp.
Oh sure, she'd turn Yang back to normal at some point- but not until she'd had her fun and gotten her revenge for all of the 'short' and all of the 'flat' jokes!
Having finished checking out her reflection in the mirror, Weiss reentered her team's bedroom, only just remembering to stoop down again so as to not whack her head on the door frame.
'It's almost time for class... and I'm wearing what must be my revamped combat outfit. Which means I should have new sets of my uniform in my closet...' Weiss mused. Opening up her closet, Weiss's thoughts were confirmed as she saw several sets of clothes making up the Beacon girls' uniform- scaled up in size to fit a regal goddess like her!
'Hee hee hee... This skirt would reach the floor if Ruby were wearing it... but it only comes down to my knees!' Weiss giggled, picking up the huge- but small to her- skirt. Slowly undressing out of her combat outfit, Weiss stood still in the dorm room, wearing nothing but a super-sized pair of panties and a bra big enough for a small child to get trapped in.
"Weiss? You almost done in there? Class is starting soon, and I know how much you hate being late."
Oh shoot, right! She'd told Ruby to wait outside for 'a minute or two' and it had been at least five minutes since then. Whoops. Weiss's cheeks turned a faint pink in embarrassment. Guess she'd lost track of time admiring her glorious new body.
"S-sorry! Just another minute or two, I promise! I'm almost ready!" She called out, letting her voice pass through the closed door.
Sliding the skirt on, Weiss was both pleased, and slightly aggrieved to see that the garment that would've been an ankle-length skirt on Ruby was slightly undersized on her, coming to just above the knee- shorter than she'd thought.
It was a bit inelegant, but Weiss brushed the thought aside. She could tolerate it.
The button-up shirt went on next, and Weiss noted with delight that while she was able to close all the buttons- the huge blouse was clearly custom-made for her- every single one of the buttons along her front was pulled increasingly taut, the closer they got to the center of her chest. The tightest buttons were stretched so taut that Weiss could actually see teasing flashes of the gigantic, custom-made brassiere underneath!
'I was never able to strain buttons before! This... this is wonderful!' Weiss thought in excitement. Sure, one deep breath and she'd pop most of the buttons on her blouse... but hey- that had been a pipe dream for the old her! The mere thought of actually being able to snap the buttons off of her shirt with naught but the bulk of her breasts was strangely thrilling! Again, she felt more like she was acting out one of her fantasies than actual real life, but... it was a dream she didn't want to end. Not yet at least. Let her live out her fantasy a while longer, and then she'd fix things.
She hadn't changed internally at least- she still had the same set of values, morals, and principles. She was still Weiss Schnee, the proud, haughty heiress of the SDC- but also someone who was kind and caring to her friends. A loyal teammate and dedicated partner.
Now she was all of that, with the body of a goddess!
Now wearing her blouse and skirt, Weiss slipped out of her thigh-high boots and into her regular socks and shoes, followed by throwing on her uniform jacket- an article of clothing so huge that any one of her teammates could've been completely swaddled in it like a blanket!
Looking back at her now discarded combat clothes Weiss smiled. That dress looked damn sexy on her, but on anybody else... hell it would've looked like trying to wear a tent! Any one of her friends would be completely trapped inside, not a single bit of them sticking out.
Weiss couldn't shake the laugh-inducing image out of head- Yang Xiao Long struggling to break free of the soft, silk 'tent' that she'd been trapped inside, blindly flailing about as bulges appeared all over the surface of the sturdy, silk dress.
Oh! She was so caught up in her thoughts that she almost forgot the all-powerful book that had made this all possible!
Weiss picked up the book, now much smaller in comparison to her thanks to the fact that she was so much bigger, and thought about what to do with it. She sure didn't want to leave it behind- she was pretty sure no one else could use it, but she still didn't want anyone else finding it. And even if someone else did find it and couldn't use, they could still hide it, leaving her unable to use it (and thus, unable to fix any damages she made.)
Weiss was about to put the book in her school bag, before a thought struck her.
The smile reappeared on her face as an absolutely devilish idea crept into her mind.
Weiss undid the top several buttons on her blouse, creating a giant chasm of visible milky-white cleavage, a deep valley between mountains so vast that entire search parties could go missing between...
And then Weiss slid the book into her cleavage! Ooh! Weiss shuddered at the uncharacteristic action- she'd never been this brazen in her life... but then, she'd never had the 'equipment' to make such a thing possible!
'Hee hee... might as well make use of every 'tool' at my disposal,' Weiss chuckled, redoing the buttons of her blouse- and having to use a bit of effort to force them closed. Better not breathe too deeply in this blouse, or any other one she owned...
Still, the risk of popping buttons was a small price to pay for having boobs bigger than basketballs.
There was no other girl in all of Beacon- Hell, in all of Vale, who had natural Q-cups like her!
Opening the door to her team's dormitory...
"Ugh, finally! Weiss, is something wrong? You never take this much time to change! Especially not when class is about... to... start. Oh, shoot!" Ruby's eyes went wide.
"Um... Ruby? How much time to we have before class starts?"
"Oobleck's class starts in five minutes! And it's on the other side of Beacon! I'll never make it in time!"
Weiss was feeling a little guilty now. She hadn't meant to get Ruby in trouble. She knew just how hard her friend tried to be a good leader to team RWBY.
"True, you wouldn't be able to make it. But we might!" Weiss stated, wanting to try something out.
"Huh? Weiss? What do you mean? There's no way I can keep up with you- EEK!" Ruby squeaked as Weiss abruptly picked up the much smaller girl- prior to Weiss's changes, the two had been of a similar height and build, but now? The difference was like comparing a pebble to a mountain.
"W-Weiss! Put me down! This is embarrassing!" Ruby whined, cheeks burning as Weiss dashed down the halls of Beacon with her team leader under one arm.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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