Chapter 1: The Disappearance and the Shocking Reveal
The dorm room at Beacon Academy was thick with tension, the air heavy with worry as Ruby, Blake, and Weiss sat huddled on Ruby’s bed. Yang had been missing all day, and none of them could shake the gnawing fear in their guts.
“Where the hell could she be?” Ruby muttered, twirling a strand of her red-tipped hair between her fingers, her silver eyes darting to the door as if Yang might burst through any second. “She’s never gone this long without at least a stupid text!”
Blake, lounging against the headboard with a book she wasn’t reading, flicked her amber eyes up, her cat ears twitching with irritation. “If she’s pulling some kind of prank, I swear I’m going to tie her up and leave her in the Emerald Forest for the Grimm to deal with. This isn’t funny.”
Weiss scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest, her icy blue eyes narrowing. “Prank or not, Yang knows better than to disappear without a word. If she’s in trouble, we need to—oh, what now?” Her sharp tone cut off as Ruby’s scroll buzzed to life on the bed, the screen lighting up with Yang’s name.
Ruby snatched it up, her face brightening. “It’s her! Finally!” She swiped to answer the video call, but the image that popped up made all three of them freeze. It wasn’t Yang. It was Neo, the pint-sized villainess with her signature pink-and-brown hair, waving at them with a Cheshire grin that screamed trouble.
“What the—Neo?!” Ruby sputtered, leaning closer to the screen. “Where’s Yang? What did you do to her, you little—”
Before she could finish, Neo spun around with a dramatic flair, her short skirt riding up as she bent forward slightly, showing off her curvy, impossibly huge ass. The sight was jarring enough, but what made their jaws drop was the pair of familiar lilac eyes staring back at them from each cheek—Yang’s eyes, wide with panic and desperation.
“Holy crap,” Blake breathed, her book slipping from her hands. “Is that…?”
Weiss’s pale face flushed with a mix of horror and fury. “That’s Yang! What kind of sick game is this, Neo?!”
Yang’s eyes locked onto them through the screen, and a muffled, frantic voice echoed from somewhere… deeper. “Guys! Help me! This psycho ambushed me and—mmph!” Her words were cut off as Neo, with a wicked smirk, reached back and grabbed her own cheeks, spreading them wide. Where her asshole should have been was Yang’s mouth, lips trembling as she gasped for air.
“Ruby! Blake! Weiss! Get me outta here!” Yang pleaded, her voice clearer now but laced with humiliation. “She absorbed me or something—I’m stuck in her freaking ass! It’s hot and tight and—oh gods, I can’t even—”
Neo’s grin widened as she held up a small whiteboard, scribbling a quick message in bold letters: *‘She’s mine now. Enjoy the show!’* She waved it at the camera with a taunting wiggle of her hips, making Yang’s eyes roll in distress.
“You twisted little mute, let her go right now!” Weiss snapped, slamming a fist into the bed. “I’ll freeze you solid and shatter you into a million pieces!”
Blake’s claws flexed instinctively, her voice a low growl. “Keep playing games, Neo. We’ll carve you up and drag Yang out ourselves if we have to.”
Ruby, still gaping, finally found her voice. “Yang, hang on! We’re coming for you! Just… uh, try not to—” Her words faltered as Neo suddenly let go of her cheeks, letting them slam together with a loud *clap*. A muffled moan—unmistakably Yang’s—slipped through, a sound of unwanted pleasure that made all three girls blush despite themselves.
“Mmph! Guys, hurry!” Yang’s voice was barely audible now, strained and breathless. Neo turned back to the camera, her smirk pure evil as she waved goodbye with one hand. With the other, she held up a massive, glistening butt plug, twirling it teasingly before the screen went black.
The room fell silent for a heartbeat, the tension now electric with something darker, hotter. Ruby’s cheeks were flaming as she clutched her scroll. “Did… did we just see that?”
Blake’s ears flattened, her voice husky with a mix of anger and something else. “Yeah. And I’m not sure if I’m more pissed or… intrigued. We need to find her. Now.”
Weiss stood, her composure barely holding as she adjusted her skirt, her thighs pressing together almost imperceptibly. “Agreed. Let’s hunt that mute menace down before she does something even worse. And when we get Yang out, she owes us one hell of an explanation.”
The three shared a look, their resolve steel-hard, but beneath it simmered a raw, unspoken heat. Whatever Neo had planned next, they’d be ready—and they’d make her regret every second of this twisted game.
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