Hello folks, back with what I plan to be the third to last chapter - and fair warning, the ending I'm going for will be more or less true to the 'horror' tag on the story, even if it isn't bloody or gory as such, so you have been warned...

Warning: This chapter contains coercion, impregnation, and breast enlargement.

Cinder had returned to Mountain Glen with a single goal in mind: She would use the Ursula to carry out her plan… She didn't know why she hadn't thought of it sooner – save perhaps having been frequently subjected to the beasts herself – and willingly so, but that was of no consequence. Now though, she was in control of herself again, and she could assert her new plan at headquarters… The Pyromancer confidently strutted into Roman's office. She finds the thief leaning back in his chair, feet up on his desk. Most displeasing of all though, he didn't even move at her entrance – he barely reacted at all…

"Roman…"

"Yeah? What is It babe? As you can see, we're very busy out here…"

"Well you're about to be busier…" She shot back in a threatening tone.

Roman glances up past the rim of his hat, though unbeknownst to Cinder, it's not at her that he's looking, "Funny you should say that… I just had the same thought… Of course, you'll be busier…"

"What do you-?" Cinder didn't get to finish her reprimand though, as not one, but three large Ursula rapidly lurched through the door behind her, rapidly besetting her with their tentacles.

"R-Roman! W-what is this!?"

"This…" Roman swings his cane and sits back to watch, "Is the new plan…"

Cinder's eyes go wide as tendrils bind her wrists and wrap all around her arms and legs, "R-Roman-!"

"What was that? Sorry I can't hear you. Very busy you know…" He mocks, holding a hand to his ear. Clearly, he wasn't going to raise a hand to spare her…

A cocktail of fear and lust twinges Cinder's eyes as the tendrils completely coil around all of her limbs and begin wriggling under her dress. She couldn't fight it… She – Cinder Fall – was going to be these Grimms' bitch once again… And Roman was going to watch… She trembled as the tentacles slithered over her thighs and over her shoulders, between her breasts and over her ass. A moment later, the crimson dress is torn to shreds and her panties are soon to follow, leaving her totally naked. Perplexingly though, they didn't take her – not yet – but rather lifted her over Roman's desk to straddle him in his chair. She didn't understand at first, but then he unzipped his pants, and before she could react, he seized her hips and pulled her down onto his shaft. She threw her head back and wailed, only to have her mouth filled with yet another slimy black tentacle.

Roman smirks, bucking his hips relentlessly as the tentacles hold Cinder in place relishing every second of the opportunity he'd been thinking about ever since he first laid eyes on the scheming little bitch, "Looks like someone's been busy at Beacon; not very tight are we?" Cinder can only glare loathingly at him before the pleasure overcomes her reddened face, a tentacle beginning to worm its way into her ass, "See, turns out if you make sure they've got plenty of pussy, these guys are surprisingly manageable…" Roman smirked.

Cinder's eyes rolled back in her head as a second, considerably thicker and ribbed member entered her ass, and the tendril in her mouth began gushing thick oozing sludge down her throat. Roman fucked her harder and harder, sending treacherous jolts of pleasure up her spine his cock striking her most sensitive places time and time and time again, until finally it all broke her down and she came, her mind evaporating under the influence of the pleasure. She felt a warmth pervade her core as Roman finished inside her, but then she make a smothered squeal as the tentacles hauled her off of Roman on the desk, immediately replacing Roman's cock with the thickest breeding tentacle yet, stretching her as it pushed inside. Cinder's body thrashed and spasmed as she was dominated by the Grimms' tentacles in every hole, all awareness of anything outside of her own raw physical sensation utterly erased.

"Ah… Fuck yeah…" Roman leaned back in his chair, butting his feet back up, "Always wanted to do that bitch, but I think Now we'd best call it quits – I'll take over from here with the whole 'overthrow Vale' thing; you just go ahead and get comfortable with the other ladies…"

Cinder's eyes went wide as three different Ursula hauled her away without ceasing in their pounding of her orifices. The doors to Roman's office swung shut behind her as the Ursula dragged her away, but not before she saw him wave mockingly after her, but even that infuriating degradation as her naked, violated body was paraded past an assembly of several male white fang members. It felt so good and she hated it… loathed it… especially because she wanted more…

Cinder's awareness faded in and out until another set of oors was thrown open precisely when the huge member pumped her full of the Ursula seed and hormonal sludg, and she was thrown onto the floor of what had once been a school gymnasium. Tentacles withdrew from her body all at once, leaving cum and other fluids to ooze from her mouth, ass, and pussy, and as her vision came back into focus, she saw her fate. Wall to wall, the entire room was line with what had to be very nearly every female member of the white fang, all stripped down and either pressed against the walls or bent over any one of dozens of Ursula or each other as they all took the tentacles over and over again. Even Roman's little whore – Neo – was sprawled on the floor, two different Ursula filling her with their tentacles. She didn't understand it all at first, but then she saw one of the other female White fang's stomachs bulging as she let out a scream as a clutch or wriggling infant Ursula emerged from her pussy… And then Cinder felt her own body heat up and her stomach turn over.

The vixen's face contorted in a perverse mix of pain and pleasure as her womb and breasts began to swell, but she couldn't fight it. She reached out for the door of the room as it closed, swearing revenge, but at the same time knowing she could never do it… Already her stomach felt like hat magma roiling inside and her chest grew tight – almost painfully so – as her nipples peaked, beginning to dribble milk as her mounds bulged. Finally though, Cinder's rage fizzled out, overwhelmed as she flopped limply onto the floor, body swollen under the influence of the Ursula's fluids, and she couldn't fight it anymore. Eventually, she passed out, the tentacles of her first broodling beginning to emerge from her pussy…

"About damn time…" Roman mused to himself, "Roman Torchwich is finally on top-,"

Suddenly, the door of his office burst off its hinges, cutting the smug theif off mid-gloat. Through the broken doorway lurched a large Ursula, followed by another, and another… All moving with a decidedly malicious purpose…

"Ah shit…"