Volume 2 Finale

A/N: This is the current final chapter of this story. Commissioner might have me write more for it eventually though, at which point I will update this fic as necessary!

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Feminine moans of pleasure fill Lionheart's office, though the Headmaster himself is nowhere to be seen. With everything that had happened, Whitley had more than enough evidence to expose Lionheart as the fraud he was. At this point, he was languishing in a cell on charges of conspiracy and espionage. Of course, even if Whitley hadn't been able to present the proper evidence, it wouldn't have mattered. With his semblance, Whitley Schnee WAS the law.

Regardless, Lionheart is gone. So is Winter, unfortunately, his older sister running out of reasons to stay in Mistral and moving on to her next task. It was fine though, Whitley would see her again of course, and he looked forward to when that day came. In the meantime, he had other means of pleasuring himself.

Such as Vernal, Raven Branwen's protégé. The black-haired bandit leader had trained this girl personally… and Whitley had turned them both into his fuck toys. Smirking, he looks to where Vernal is currently bouncing up and down on his cock thanks to Raven's efforts. The younger bandit woman is moaning up a storm, her ripped abs flexing as she gasps and moans atop his cock. Meanwhile, Raven is repeatedly impaling her on his shaft with great force, eyes glazed over and face bright red as she works as hard as she can to please Whitley. After all, he's told her that until Vernal makes him cum, he's not going to let HER cum.

Needless to say, Raven is very motivated right now, and it shows in her actions as Whitley gets to enjoy Vernal's tight cunt wrapped around his hard, throbbing cock.

But that's not all, not by a long shot. Most of his attention is actually occupied with the prize that he's finally managed to obtain, sitting on Lionheart's desk right in front of him. Lounging back in the man's chair, Whitley looks around Vernal and stares with deep satisfaction at the Relic of Knowledge. He's not content or anything like that, after all he's far from done, but he allows himself some basic satisfaction. One of four… it's a start, at least.

Of course, even if he's inordinately pleased to have one of the Relics finally in his possession, and without even a life-threatening battle to boot, there is one minor problem. Namely, Whitley didn't know how to USE it. Only Ozpin knew how to use the Relic as far as he was aware. Glynda herself had informed Whitley of this piece of information… and so he'd summoned her all the way to Mistral with his semblance, bringing her over to apply herself to the task he'd set before her. A task she was currently enthusiastically working on.

"Please! Please Oscar, breed me! Knock me up! Make me your woman!"

The young man that Ozpin has transferred his soul into groans as his hands grip tightly at Glynda's hips. The scene is a spectacular one, at least in Whitley's opinion. Glynda rides Oscar to kingdom cum, and Oscar is clearly trying to hold back, whatever piece of Ozpin is within him trying to maintain control. It shows in how Ozpin's words slip free of Oscar's lips.

"This… this is wrong, Glynda!"

Of course, that might work if it were just Glynda… but Whitley isn't so foolish as to throw only the bare minimum at a problem. No, he knows better than that. Which is why Ruby is behind Oscar's head, draping her post-pregnancy tits over his shoulders, wrapping them around the back of his head as she hugs him from behind and giggles.

"Is that you saying that Oscar? Or is that the filthy old man inside of your head? Don't fight it, Oscar. Just be yourself, be your own man… and it'll all become clear eventually."

This was the trick, as Glynda had had it explained to her by Ozpin, and as Whitley had had it explained to him by Glynda herself after the fact. Namely, when Ozpin transferred to a new body, he and the soul already within began to… merge. He wasn't going to destroy Oscar completely or anything like that, but left unchecked, he would overwhelm the boy with the sheer weight of his experiences.

Unless, of course, two beautiful buxom women in the know went ahead and gave Oscar NEW experiences, assaulting Ozpin in a way that he wasn't used to having to fight against. Beacon's Headmaster, trapped in a young, untrained body, could do nothing to fight back as Glynda and Ruby coaxed Oscar back out, the young man's grip on Glynda's hips tightening as he lets out a lustful growl.

"Y-You're right, Ruby… I want this! I want to give you a baby, M-Ms. Glynda!"

He begins to thrust up into her from below, and it's obvious that this time at least, Oscar has won the battle. Whether he'll win the war and become one of Whitley's greatest assets or not… that remains to be seen. If they can get the right person in control of all of Ozpin's experiences and memories, if Whitley can get a young man on his side that's both completely loyal to him and capable of Ozpin's magic… well, that will certainly be a strong start.

Letting out a breathless laugh, Glynda grabs Oscar by his hair and pulls him into her bust as she continues to ride him hard and fast.

"That's the spirit, my boy! Give it to me! Give me that thick, fat COCK!"

Ruby, meanwhile, pulls back to give the two a bit more room, clapping her hands together happily.

"You're doing it, Oscar! You're doing it!"

Having a beautiful older blonde riding him to kingdom cum, along with his current crush in Ruby Rose grown by her actions… yeah, Oscar is coming along quite nicely.

Leaving Glynda and Ruby to their work, more than trusting in their capabilities, Whitley focuses on enjoying Vernal riding him as Raven enthusiastically and eagerly sets the pace for her young protégé.

"Take it, you little slut. Take your Master's cock."

Vernal whines and whimpers, already incredibly flustered and flushed from multiple orgasms, the young woman nevertheless squirms in Raven's grasp.

"R-Raven… what a-about strength? What about, nngh, being s-strong?!"

"Master is stronger than both of us. I was wrong, I taught you wrong. We belong to Master now, so give him as good as you can. He's going to fuck you. He's going to breed you. He's going to knock you up, and there's not a damn thing you can do about it."

Surprisingly enough, this seems to hit some of Vernal's buttons pretty fucking hard. Whitley can't say for sure why that is, perhaps she secretly has a defeat fetish and this counts? Perhaps she's always secretly wanted to be a damsel in distress and now she is, hopeless and helpless in the face of his mental might. Regardless, her cunt clenches and squeezes down HARD around Whitley's cock, and with a lust-filled groan, he proceeds to fill her with his cum, creampieing Vernal in the same way he already did her Mistress.

With a simple wave of his hand, Whitley has Raven pull the slumped, gasping young woman off of his dick and off of his lap. As she does so, Raven gives him a hopeful, expectant look, and it's just so adorable on the face of what had once been a rough and tough bandit leader that he can't help but laugh.

"Very well, you may cum."

The reaction is immediate as Raven drops Vernal and collapses to the floor herself, her entire body bucking as she's finally able to cum, just from his command. Whitley watches for a moment, before pulling back from the desk finally. All the while that Vernal had been bouncing up and down on his cock… a pair of mouths had been suckling away at his balls. As he pulls away from the desk, he smirks down at Kali Belladonna and Sienna Khan, the cat and tiger faunus looking back up at him needily.

"I suppose you both want your turns now, don't you pets?"

"Yes, Master!"

"Please, fuck me first Master!"

Sienna directs a betrayed look in Kali's direction as she says that, but Whitley just laughs and pats the top of the desk.

"Get up here then and convince me."

The two faunus are quickly up from under the table and presenting themselves to him. Kali hops up onto the desk and splays her legs wide while playing with her fat milk jugs, showing off her leaking tits along with her gushing wet cunt. Sienna, meanwhile, goes for a different pose, bending over the desk enticingly and swaying her gorgeous heart-shaped behind back and forth in his direction as eagerly as she can.

In the end, Whitley grabs Sienna by the hair and yanks her head back as he slams into her from behind, unable to resist a bent over kitty cat presenting herself for her Master. Kali pouts a little at first, but in the end settles for lazily grinning as she casually plays with herself, knowing her turn is next. As he fucks one of them and then the other, Whitley has to admit, he's daydreaming just a little bit.

He's thinking about the fun he'll have with his faunus pets, once he's done uniting Remnant under his banner and saving it from both the threat of the Grimm as well as from itself. The kingdoms needed to be saved from their own stupidity as much as they needed to be saved from Salem, and Whitley was the one to do it.

Once he's done however, no one would bat an eye if he took some of his faunus pets on walks in the park, collared and leashed properly. With their pregnant bellies full of his children specifically. And later on, he might even have public breedings with his other pets, because of course, why should he have all the fun?

Even as these future plans run through the young ambitious Schnee's head, he's fucking Sienna Khan into a squealing, mewling mess. He plows the former High Leader of the White Fang until she's a puddle of pleasure, until she's cum more times than either of them can count. Then, he fills her with his seed and moves on to Kali.

Grabbing the older faunus by her thighs, he plunges into her without hesitation, Kali Belladonna moans at that, her gaze staring back at him as he fucks her. She clings to the desk beneath her and her fat tits bounce and jiggle with every thrust he makes into her tight twat, until finally Whitley leans forward and captures one in his mouth.

He drinks deeply as he fucks her, and Kali's moans only grow louder, her mouth open and her face contorting in ecstasy. All the while, Glynda and Ruby are still tag teaming Oscar in the background, still helping the young man fight back against Ozpin's overwhelming presence, making new memories for the boy to use in his own internal war for his independence and freedom.

Finally, Whitley finishes inside of Kali too. Once he's done, he snaps his fingers and those of his women who can attend to him do so. In the end, Vernal is left lying on the floor where Raven has dropped her, completely passed out. Glynda, meanwhile, is still occupied with Oscar. But Ruby, Raven, Sienna, and Kali all attend him, following him out of the office as he leads them into the open, where an even bigger orgy is happening.

As his four MILFs, or future MILF in Sienna's case, crowd around him and rub their naked bodies against him, Whitley takes in the view and finds it to be quite good. There's Nora with Sage, Neptune with Weiss (though she's currently pregnant with Jaune's child so it's more for pleasure than anything else), and Sun will Illya. The final pairing is currently watching with some intensity as Blake is bred some more by her own father, Ghira Belladonna.

Currently, Blake is pressed into Yang, the two of them interlacing fingers with one another and holding hands as their tits smoosh together, their nipples poking and prodding at one another and their tongues interlocking between their two mouths as they kiss heatedly. Whereas Blake is being fucked from behind by Ghira, Yang is receiving the same treatment from Taiyang.

Whitley summoned Yang and Ruby's dad to Mistral with his semblance just for this occasion, to make Raven watch them together. Smirking, he pulls his newest thrall out in front of him and bends her over, thrusting into Raven from behind as she takes in the view of her last love and her only daughter fucking.

"This is what happens when you abandon your family, Raven. They seek comfort in one another's arms."

Raven whimpers, while Yang doesn't even notice the mother she's looked for is there. Instead, Yang is too busy enjoying her father's attentions alongside Blake, and as the two young women part lips for a moment, the blonde bombshell pipes up, grinning wickedly.

"After our daddies are done breeding us and we've popped out their kids, we should do a daddy swap, Blake! That way your father can breed me and mine can breed you!"

Blake can only moan breathlessly at the idea, while it becomes apparent that Ghira and Taiyang find the concept extremely appealing, both men fucking into their respective daughter's quims even harder and faster than before. Unlike his daughter, Taiyang HAD noticed Raven… but after a glance at her, he's drawn back to Yang's idea as well as Ruby hopping and skipping over to her daddy and sister's side to join in on the fun.

Meanwhile, even as he's drilling deep inside of Raven's cunt, fucking the former bandit leader and now disgraced wanton whore from behind, Whitley finds himself inspired by Yang's slutty idea. In fact, it gives him an idea of his own, with plans of having Taiyang and Ghira both knock up Willow at least once apiece down the road, giving Whitley, Winter, and Willow more siblings to share.

Meanwhile, practically everyone else is there as well. Pyrrha is being taken by Nadir at the moment, Ren is fucking Trifa, Jaune is with Arslan, Reese is with Yuma, and Bolin is with Deery. It's a veritable hodge-podge of Whitley's conquests and toys all having fun with one another, and in many combinations he hadn't yet seen them in.

Once again, the world is his playground and Whitley is having all the fun he can with it… but still, he's going to make sure that no one and nothing fucks with it going forward. That's why the threat of the Grimm HAS to stop. Even if he has to unite all of the Kingdoms under his banner to do it, well, that's just what Whitley will do.

To be fair, he's already halfway there now, more than halfway in a way. The Vale is his, Menagerie is DEFINITELY his, and Mistral is now his as well, a total victory to say the least. Atlas might as well be his, though he has a couple more things to take care of before his supremacy in that Kingdom is absolute. And then there's Vacuo, but that'll come in time as well.

With all of humanity united under one banner, under Whitley's banner… he intends to bring about peace and prosperity for all. But he can't do that so long as the Grimm are around, and the Grimm will be around so long as their Queen is around. He needs to find a way to bring Salem low, he needs to find a way to either destroy her or bring her to task and make her his.

If he can control Salem, then it's all over. But if he has to kill her instead, Whitley will do that as well. Whatever it takes to finally end the threat of the Grimm once and all, Whitley will make it happen. Luckily, with his semblance, it feels like he's tailor-made to be a conqueror. Perhaps it's destiny or fate that gave him this semblance and sent him forth to conquer Remnant and bring about world peace.

Regardless, Whitley finishes inside of Raven, filling her with his seed before moving on to another of his many women and fucking them next. The orgy celebrating his total victory over Mistral continues around him, even as his focus shifts away from it and towards his next plans. The Relic of Knowledge must remain safe in his hands of course, while Atlas and Vacuo will almost certainly require at least some of his direct touch like Mistral did.

One way or another, Whitley can only keep pushing forward. He's far from done…

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After the celebration is over, Whitley sends Team SSSN and ABRN on over to Vacuo. With Haven closed down in the wake of Lionheart's betrayal and the Academy's staff either missing or dead at this point, it was simply more practical to send them to reinforce the Vacuo front and assist with whatever was going on over there.

They would also lay some groundwork for ferreting out Salem's agents in the area, as well as figuring out where the local Maiden was so that they could break into the Vault beneath Shade Academy and acquire yet another Relic.

In the meantime, Mistral would make do with the reformed Bandit Tribe, reformed White Fang, and Faunus Militia working in coordination with the Kingdom's local authorities to maintain it's defense. Especially since, with Whitley taking both the Maiden and the Relic away from Mistral, Salem would have nothing to gain by escalating conflict in that Kingdom.

Furthermore, with Raven under his control, Whitley had… new opportunities opened up to him. While the former bandit leader's battle prowess and maiden magic made her a formidable asset in any potential fight, it was her semblance that was the real game changer. Allowing an alternate means of traversing across Remnant, the only hang-up with Raven's semblance was that she had to bond with people before she could use it to teleport to them.

And wasn't it just fine and dandy that Whitley knew of a perfect way for his new MILF fuck toy to bond with his Captains and his other tools? And so, Whitley had set about having Raven fuck most of the people integral to his plans, forcing her to build connections with them before sending them on their way. This meant that so long as Raven was at his side, Whitley could teleport throughout the four Kingdoms, as well as Menagerie, at will.

In the end, this would allow Whitley greater freedom of movement, because while he did have the ability to summon his pets to him, and even had the ability to summon himself to his pets, there was no denying that that part of his semblance was incredibly draining. Instead, with Raven forming the backbone of his transportation network, Whitley was freer to use his semblance for his own pleasure, while utilizing Raven's portals for deployment and redeployment of their forces across the surface of the world without straining himself and putting himself at risk.

And so, with that taken care of, Whitley didn't have to cut his own visit to Mistral short just yet. Instead, there was one more thing he wanted to take care of first…

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It's a quaint little home, Whitley has to admit. As he walks up the path with some of his pets following behind him, he glances over at Jaune and grins.

"Nervous?"

Jaune Arc smiles back at him and laughs sheepishly as he rubs the back of his head.

"Uh… I guess you could say that? It's… been a while. And I didn't exactly leave home on good terms."

Whitley just nods, humming at that. After everything he'd done to bring the families of all of his other pets into the fold, Whitley was finally getting a start on Jaune's. Apparently, the boy was a brother to seven sisters, which was just… wild. One of those sisters, the oldest in fact, lived here in Argus. And so, Whitley had decided it was time to pay her… and her wife, a visit.

This wasn't just for pleasure. There was a major reason for this. He wanted more like Jaune, if at all possible. No two semblances were exactly the same, but there could be similarities. Like for instance, his semblance allowed him to summon those he'd glyphed to his side, while also letting him summon himself to those he'd glyphed. Meanwhile, Raven could create portals to those she'd bonded with. Functionally, it was quite the similar semblance, even if on a broader basis they operated on different mechanics.

If he could get something similar out of Jaune's children, Whitley would be thrilled. That hefty aura Jaune Arc had, combined with his semblance to empower others with it… he wanted more of that. And so, he was willing to go as far as to induct Jaune's family into things… starting with one Saphron Cotta-Arc.

Arriving at the front door of the humble abode belonging to his tool's big sister, Whitley hums a little before finally knocking. Only a few moments later, the door is answered… not by Saphron, but by her wife, Terra Cotta-Arc. Dark-skinned with red glasses, the mousy looking woman blinks owlishly at the sight of Whitley, Jaune, Weiss, and Pyrrha all standing outside her home.

For a moment, she looks confused by there being so many of them, but then she looks at Jaune a second time and seems to recognize him.

"Oh! You're Saphron's little brother, aren't you?"

Giving another sheepish laugh, Jaune nods. Without hesitation, Terra rushes forward and gives the blond boy a hug, one that Jaune lets out a yelp in response to, but ultimately returns. With an opportunity too good to miss staring him right in the face, Whitley reaches out and casually places a glyph right on the back of Terra Cotta-Arc's neck, taking her under his control and making her into one of his thralls.

She stiffens for a moment as he applies it, before slowly extracting herself from the hug she's sharing with her wife's younger brother to turn and look at him with an adoring smile.

"Ah, Master… apologies for ignoring you. Please, everyone come in so I can make some tea."

Whitley just smiles and nods and leads his small group into the home, following after Terra. It's not long before Saphron herself shows up.

"Terra? Who was at the doo- Jaunie?! Little Jaunie?!"

And like that, Saphron is racing over to in order to gather her younger brother up into a hug. Of course, Jaune has done a lot of growing since he ran away from home to go to Beacon, and at this point her 'little Jaunie' is actually taller than Saphron is. As she buries her face in his neck and Jaune hugs her back with a fond smile, Whitley steps up once again and in front of everyone, slaps one more glyph onto Saphron Cotta-Arc.

Terra just smiles as she watches this, no more perturbed by her Master's actions then Weiss or Pyrrha. After all, Whitley is in charge here. No one else. So of course he's going to claim his property however he wants. Still, even as Whitley takes control of Saphron, he lets her hug Jaune a little longer… and in fact coaxes her familial love for the young man into something more.

When Saphron pulls her head out of the crook of Jaune's neck, she doesn't pull away from him all the way. Instead, she lets out a breathless moan as she looks up into her brother's eyes.

"Jaune… you've grown so big… s-so strong and manly…"

Jaune flushes and smiles down at her, shrugging his shoulders.

"All thanks to Mr. Schnee, of course. He's helped me find my true calling, Saphron."

"T-That's good. Jaune… Jaune, I'm going to kiss you now."

And thus does the big sister have to stand up on her tip toes in order to give her younger brother a big, wet smooch. That first kiss rapidly transforms into a makeout session as Jaune rapidly gets over his surprise with a bit of Whitley's help and begins to feel up his own sister. Jaune's hands move up and down Saphron's body and in turn, Saphron moans wantonly into Jaune's lips, the two of them getting hot and heavy pretty damn fast, right there in the entryway of Saphron and Terra's home.

Eventually, when it looks like clothing is starting to come undone and come off, Whitley clears his throat, drawing their attention to him.

"Let's move this to the living room, shall we?"

And so they do, all six of them going to the living room. As soon as Jaune is sat on the couch, Saphron is in her brother's lap, continuing to kiss him heatedly as she grinds against his crotch. All the while, Terra is watching this happen with a strange look on her face. She doesn't look upset… merely confused. Humming, Whitley reaches over and places a hand on Terra's thigh.

"Something the matter, darling?"

Blushing under her Master's attentions, Terra shakes her head and lowers her gaze.

"A-Ah, no Master… it's just, I thought Saphron was a lesbian… l-like me."

Whitley hums some more at that, sliding his hand further up the mousy dark-skinned woman's leg.

"Like you, you say? Well, are you sure you aren't capable of loving both men and women?"

Terra opens her mouth, perhaps to deny it… but then she just sort of stares at him as Whitley helps her see that she can be more, that she IS more. Smiling at Saphron's wife, the young Schnee moves his hand up her thigh even further, before eventually flicking open the button on her pants one handed. Breathing heavily, Terra mewls as her Master slides his hand into her pants and past her panties as well, his fingers beginning to play with her pussy lips.

Meanwhile, over with Saphron and Jaune, clothing has finally started coming off. Exposing her chest, Saphron buries Jaune's face in her tits, even as Pyrrha steps in to help the older girl remove her pants.

"Wouldn't it be lovely if Jaune made you a mother, Saphron? I know he'd love it…"

"Yesss… oh gods, I've always had a thing for my brother… now, thanks to our Master, I can FINALLY act on it."

That's not entirely true, but it's fine. Whitley made sure that Saphron would want to fuck Jaune, and now it's going to happen. That's all that matters. Meanwhile, as Jaune's cock comes out and Pyrrha guides his dick up into his big sister's cunt for the two of them, Weiss leans into Whitley's other side and whines, clearly put out that she's being ignored in favor of Terra.

Chuckling, Whitley takes his own sister's ponytail in his hand and guides her face down to his crotch. Getting the hint, Weiss uses deft fingers to open his pants and pull out his cock, putting it in his mouth as he continues to finger Terra and Terra watches everything happening with breathless panting moans leaving her lips.

"Don't you like what you see, Terra? Don't you want to join in on the fun? Jaune is going to knock your wife up, breed her and give you both another baby to look after. But wouldn't it be fun if you both grew pregnant together? Wouldn't it be fun if you were knocked up today as well? I could give that to you, if you asked nicely. I could breed you, here and now."

Whimpering, Terra turns a smoky, pleading gaze in Jaune's direction, licking her lips as she leans in to his fingering hand, still playing with her dripping quim.

"Please… P-Please Master, please fuck me. Please knock me up…"

Whitley hums, even as Weiss bobs up and down on his cock, his sister fluffing up his dick, getting him nice and hard for what was about to happen next. Still, he takes a moment, letting Terra squirm, watching as she gets more and more desperate until finally, she's tearing her clothes off as she begs him.

"Please! Look at my body, Master! It's the body of a mother, I've given birth before! Artificial insemination, of course, but still! I'm ready for it, I'm ready to be bred on your f-fat cock! Please give it to me Master, please!"

Perhaps it's cruel to make her beg like this, but Whitley has never claimed to be a 'good' or 'nice' person. No, as a matter of fact, he's very much a bad person doing bad things… for the good of everyone, but most importantly, for the good of himself.

Chuckling, he pulls Weiss off of his cock and regulates her to ball-sucking duty, before grabbing Terra by the hips and pulling her into his lap. She's sinking down onto his length a moment later and moaning wantonly as she does so, shuddering in orgasmic bliss as they mirror Jaune and her wife just across the room.

As Saphron bounces up and down on her brother's dick, riding him to kingdom cum, Terra does the same with Whitley, riding him hard and fast and so very enthusiastically, her cunt clenching around his cock as she cums again and again for him. All the while, Weiss is sucking at his balls. Pyrrha, meanwhile, continues to egg Jaune and Saphron on to new heights.

"You look so beautiful, bouncing up and down on Jaune's cock. Doesn't she, Jaune?"

"Y-Yes…"

"She's going to make such a fine baby from your seed. Go on Jaune, fill her up. Pump your big sister full of your virile, life-bearing cum."

With Pyrrha's encouragement and Weiss' tongue, neither Jaune nor Whitley last very long. They certainly outlast Saphron and Terra though, the two women clearly unused to just how… long and hard a pair of men with their auras unlocked can go. After cumming at least a dozen times apiece, the beautiful babes are practically passed out by the time Jaune and Whitley cum inside of them both, breeding them on the spot… and if not, well, they'd fuck a few dozen more times before finally leaving Mistral behind, just to make sure of it.

Finally creampieing them, Whitley and Jaune carefully pull the two older women off of their cocks and lay them down to rest on their respective couches. Then, they find their arms full of Pyrrha and Weiss as the two eager sluts climb aboard and sink down their respective cocks. Grinning, Whitley grabs hold of his older sister's generous hips and gives Weiss the drilling she so desperately desires. Jaune does the same with Pyrrha, and the four of them fuck well into the evening like that.

After this, it's back to work and Whitley knows that. But for the moment at least, he endeavors to enjoy what's right in front of him.

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