This choice: Turns out people Jaune alters are aware of the change! • Go Back...Chapter #9Weiss ain't happy right now by: WritingGuy   "Jaune! There's no other explanation for this! You did something to me, didn't you?!" Came the furious voice of the (no longer) petite girl as she seized a hold of the back of his Pumpkin Pete sweatshirt.
Oops. He'd thought that Weiss wouldn't realized the 'change' he'd made to her, and that, well... all would be well. He'd added that clause to his power that he could undo any changes made as well, but...
He hadn't accounted for the fact that whoever he changed would be aware of those changes. Kind of a moot point changing Weiss back given that, in essence, 'the damage was already done.'
"Miss Schnee! Let go of Mr. Arc this instant! It is unbecoming of you to be a sore loser!"
Jaune winced hard at the sight of a vein visibly throbbing on Weiss's forehead, as well as one of her eyebrows twitching.
"Me?! A sore loser?! I... Of course, Professor Goodwitch. If you'll excuse me, I'm going to change back into my uniform." Weiss growled out, barely able to keep her tone civil even towards the combat professor.
Jaune didn't even have a chance to react before he was grabbed again by her, bodily dragged along by a girl a whole foot shorter by him as the two disappeared into the locker rooms. This didn't look odd to their classmates- The boys and girls locker rooms shared an external entrance, with separate doors to each one on the inside of a common room. This common room was where the lockers that held the students' weapons were located.
Now that the two of them were in the privacy of the locker room...
"You! YOU! What did you do to me, you perverted moron?!" Weiss accusatory finger jabbed into his chest.
Oh hell, Weiss looked angrier than he'd ever seen her. And... it wasn't hard to see why. Her chest- her big, bloated chest, was rising and falling with each deep, angry breath from the Schnee heiress. Jaune didn't dare mention to the infuriated girl that each deep breath brought her closer and closer to spilling out of her dress entirely, as the garment had been made for a girl who was, bluntly put, flat-chested, and not stacked as hell.
Actually, scratch that, Weiss was very much aware of the danger she was in- one hand was holding onto the rim of her overtaxed dress with an unyielding death grip on the black fringe that normally was dead center over her chest. Now, it like the rest of the white fabric was stretched so tightly that Jaune could see that little tears had actually formed in the fabric desperately struggling to cover Weiss's bosom!
Uh... whoops?
"WHAT! DID! YOU! DO?!" Each word was punctuated with another jab to his breastplate (which he figured probably hurt her, but she was just too angry to care.) Hell, if Weiss was any angrier, Jaune was pretty sure Weiss was going to breathe fire. She sure had the fire dust to spare.
"Uh... I discovered my semblance today? Surprise?" He chuckled weakly, hoping Weiss would laugh it off.
She did not.
One white, perfectly trimmed eyebrow rose sharply.
"Your... semblance... did this?" Weiss paused, clearly not sure if she should believe him.
"Yeah. What else do you think happened? You had a bad reaction to some dust crystals or something?"
"Like that would ever happen! But... your semblance did this to me? Really? What in the world kind of semblance would let you do something... so ridiculous?!"
"Oh come on! How is this any more unbelievable than a semblance like yours? You can practically manipulate gravity, summon creatures to fight for you... when I first came to Beacon, I thought you were doing actual magic!"
Weiss actually did seem to calm down a little bit at Jaune's words. It was true; her semblance was incredibly versatile. But... something that let people just mess with other people's bodies was a step beyond that!
"A-and you said you only just learned about your semblance today? How in the world did that happen?!"
Jaune stepped back from Weiss, who, while still angry, was at least a mixture of curious and irritated now. Though she was still keeping a death grip on the taut fabric of her dress.
"Uh... honestly, it just sort of 'clicked.' I know that probably sounds really wild, but it's the truth. One minute I didn't know what my semblance was, the next it just popped into my head."
"You're absolutely right, that sounds totally ridiculous! But... it is true that everybody with aura discovers there semblance in a different manner..." Weiss word's were quiet, and to Jaune it sounded more like she was questioning herself than talking to him at this point.
"So... Uh... Sorry for tripping you back there."
"Weiss let out an explosive sigh- and Jaune swore he heard the faint sound of threads popping- but nothing seemed to come of it, and Weiss spoke up seconds later.
"Don't think you're getting out of this without paying me back! You OWE me, understand?! I'm well within my rights to sue you for sexual harassment! Even if you just discovered your semblance, what on Remnant convinced you that it was a good idea to make a girl's b-breasts bigger with it? What even is your semblance, in the first place?" Weiss's angry words gushed out of her mouth, her ire only slightly lessened by the fact that she was clearly to embarrassed to say the word 'breasts' without stuttering.
"I-I didn't know that was going to happen! I-I just thought about slowing you down, that was all! And... I think my semblance allows me to alter people's bodies. You know, make them- or certain parts of them- grow, like I did with you, or do the same but shrinking instead. I can probably do more, but I've only just discovered it. I haven't exactly had time to practice it at all."
That was a big, fat lie, but hopefully one that would save his ass. It was technically true; he'd wanted to slow Weiss down... but he'd been totally aware that he was targeting her breasts.
Good thing for him Weiss didn't need to know that.
The short, white-haired girl's teeth ground together as she tried to find something more to fault him with... but failed.
"Rrgh... F-Fine! I'll accept that this was just an accident! But listen here, Arc-" Weiss had sucked in another angry breath and marched right up to him, standing only inches away- it took every bit of Jaune's willpower not to stare down at the chasm of cleavage being presented to him.
As it was, a distraction presented itself immediately. That last breath of Weiss's had been the straw that broke the camel's back, as the saying went, and both teenagers went completely speechless as a seemingly deafeningly loud gun-shot like crack rang out across the locker room with a resounding;
*SNAP!*
Jaune's brain momentarily stopped working, while just across from him, Weiss's face went through an interesting shifting of colors. First, pale, bone-white, followed by a reddening that spread and deepened until her entire face was practically scarlet!
The silence was broken by yet another ear-piercing noise, this time a mortified shriek from Weiss as both arms came up to desperately hug her her huge chest, the girl spinning on her heel and hunching over in front of Jaune, desperately trying to shield her chest from his view.
Yeah, that sharp, sudden whip-crack snapping sound? That had been Weiss's bra snapping. Jaune had been blessed to see two tiny cherries emerging over the rim of her dress as her chest, no longer imprisoned by a bra at least five cup-sizes too small, violently decompressed. The small tears he'd seen on her dress had completely opened up... leaving Weiss's breasts almost completely bare to the world, beyond a few last lingering scraps of fabric.
"Did you see?" Weiss's voice was quiet- barely a whisper. And yet, Jaune could hear the tremble in her voice.
That had been one of the hottest moments in his life, but it had also come at Weiss's expense. And just because she could be a bit mean to him sometimes, it wasn't like he'd ever wanted to torment her.
He could fix this!
Well... not completely. With her dress pretty much destroyed, suddenly making her flat again wasn't going to accomplish much... well, he supposed that she could fit back into her uniform. But... the devil on his shoulder was telling him to keep Weiss's chest in its current, engorged state.
"No! I looked away!" Another white lie, but it was all to make Weiss feel better.
"G-good! I'd have killed you if you saw them!"
1) Jaune shrinks Weiss's bust back to normal, allowing her to change into her regular clothes
2) Jaune remembers that he has the Book of Reality, and just makes Weiss a new bra with it
3) Jaune does something else with the book or with his semblance   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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