(RWBY/Commission)



Yang Xiao Long had been on Neopolitan's track for a long time now. Ever since their last confrontation, Yang had been keeping her ears open and her eyes peeled for any potential information that could help her find that mute little troublemaker. She had been seen working alongside Roman Torchwick before, but she seemed to have another agenda all her own. Whatever it was supposed to be, the blonde couldn't be bothered to worry much about it. She didn't care what Neo's ultimate goal was supposed to be. Yang simply wanted to confront her and defeat her, as she was a clear danger to everyone and everything around her. The fact that she didn't talk made her even more of an unsettling threat too. It was kind of creepy. Yang didn't want to judge, but Neo was one person she felt like she could reasonably get away with judging as harshly as possible.

Yang found out that some Grimm had been spotted near an old factory at some point. Along with those Grimm, there were a few reports, though not consistent, that a young woman had been seen among the monsters as well. A young woman with hair that was half pink and half black. There was only one girl in the whole world that had hair of that style as far as Yang was concerned. The last known location of this woman and the accompanying Grimm was just outside of town, making it an easy trip to go over there and apprehend her once and for all. Yang was all gung-ho for it, but not everyone on team RWBY felt the same.

"You're sure you want to do this, Yang? You're usually not the kind of person who lets herself get hung up on personal grudges." Blake was the first one to express some concern over the idea of going after Neo inside of the factory.

"It's not really a personal grudge or anything like that." Yang sighed out loud.

"Then what exactly is it? As long as she's not causing us any problems here at the academy, we should probably focus more on our studies or bigger threats than whatever that strange little girl can do!" Weiss shook her head and shrugged.

"I just think we need to stop her! She's a lot stronger than she looks for her size! She might not be working with Torchwick anymore, because he was KIA, but she must be doing SOMETHING if she's still hanging around near the town! She might try to get revenge for Torchwick at some point if she cared about him that much."

"I agree with Yang! We should go and kick her little ice cream booty before she goes and does something nasty!" Ruby was usually so quick to jump to Yang's defense regardless, but it seemed she genuinely believed in her sister's convictions about this. Weiss and Blake looked at one another. They wanted to be as supportive for Yang's sake as they could too, but they couldn't help from having reservations. Though now it was two against two, a stalemate. Someone had to change their stance on the matter, or the foursome would not likely get anywhere at all.

Blake was not only the first one to speak up against Yang's plan, but she was also the first one to concede to it as well. "Okay, if you think we should do this, Yang, then I suppose there's no stopping you. Especially not when Ruby is pushing for the same cause. Going up against you sisters is like trying to yell at a brick wall to move out of the way."

"Aw, thanks, Blake, that's really - hey, wait a minute!"

Nonetheless, though Weiss was still uncomfortable with the whole thing, she eventually agreed that they should go too. After receiving permission to leave the premises and take on this 'job' from Glynda Goodwitch, Team RWBY headed out for the indicated factory in the reports. What kind of factory it was, Yang didn't actually know at all. She didn't rightfully care either. It was an old factory long since abandoned by its original owners. Clearing it out of Grimm was not their goal here. If they could just apprehend Neo and stop whatever scheme she had brewing, that would have been enough. Yang punched her gauntlets together several times, making the air crackle and smoke around them. Ruby giggled it off, whereas both Blake and Weiss seemed less amused in general. They were hoping that things would turn out as simple as Yang anticipated them to be. Otherwise, there was a chance that this could become a very dangerous mission indeed.

Reaching the factory on the outskirts was not a difficult thing to do. Getting inside of it, though, just might be, given that the number of Grimm since spotted had already increased by a great amount. Grimm in the form of giant crows, bears covered in spikes, and wolves with extra long frontal fangs prowled the entirety of the premises. Yang wasn't deterred, though. Not in the slightest.

"Hey, do you guys think you could hold off these Grimm for me while I make my way inside?"

"You want us to do WHAT for you?" Weiss shrieked, even as she summoned her rapier to her hand.

"Come on, I know you guys can do it! We're Team RWBY, the best there is! I'll go and take on Neo and bring her in! You can count on it!"

"Yang, maybe there is a bit of a grudge you have after all?" Blake raised an eyebrow.

"H-Hey, don't worry about it! That's neither here nor there! Let's just focus on getting this job done!"

Yang ran straight ahead. She punched out the lights of one of the Grimm as it attempted to bite her arm off. She could hear the others engaging into battle behind her. As Yang burst her way through the front doors, she failed to notice the decaying sign hanging overhead. It would have told her exactly what sort of factory this once had been long ago. It read 'LADY EGGELIS ICE CREAM FACTORY'.

Yang didn't know for sure where Neo would have been hiding, so she made sure to charge straight ahead into every door she came across. It might not have been the quickest or most efficient method, but for a hothead like Yang, it worked rather well. The deeper she went into the factory, the colder it started to become. For someone like Yang, whose entire powers were based around fire, she didn't feel the freeze quite as hard as someone else might have, but the hair on her arms and neck started to stick up when she arrived on the third floor of the building. It was getting so cold that faint amounts of frost had started to develop on the walls and windows. Yang exhaled and her breath came out of her throat in the form of smoke. Neo had to have been cooking up something pretty dastardly in here if she needed to keep the place residing at such low temperatures. Yang marched along the corridor, leaving sole-shaped burn marks on the tiles in her wake. No sign of her target yet.

The blonde approached the final double-doors at the corridor's end. She strained her ears to listen and she caught wind of a sound. The sound of someone scuttling about in secrecy. Yang struck the doors wide open with a kick and dashed inside. Her hair flung wildly about her, looking like a mane of flames.

"Where are you, Neo?" Yang bellowed at the top of her lungs.

The room she had entered was filled with enormous white containers. An open container nearby revealed it to be filled to the brim with chocolate ice cream. Yang raised an eyebrow. Why was there still so much ice cream inside of what was supposed to be an abandoned factory? Unless Neo herself had been the one making this new supply of ice cream. But why was she doing that? Did she intend to sell it to people? Did she...put something inside of it? Yang approached the container and looked inside. On the exterior, it resembled regular old chocolate ice cream. Though on the inside, she had no idea what could have been used to make it. To think that Neo was doing something like this. It didn't make any sense as far as she understood it, but then again, this girl had performed many a baffling act before. Trying to figure out her line of thinking was basically the same as trying to figure out a crossword puzzle. It wasn't easy.

"Wait a minute..." Yang whipped her head up. "Where IS she, anyway?" The blonde was confident she had heard someone inside the room a few seconds ago.

Something like a sixth sense went off in Yang's head, a sense that she had relied on numerous times before to save her life. Yang ducked her head, putting her nose nearly less than an inch away from the ice cream. Neo fell from the ceiling above and took a swipe at Yang's head. She only missed it because the blonde had chosen to duck. Yang spun around in a snap and threw a punch upwards at the young woman. It felt almost like everything was going in slow motion, somehow. Neo swerved to the right in mid-air to avoid the blow, then landed on her feet atop one of the shut containers. She looked over at Yang and smiled down at her from her little vantage point. Yang scowled. She had been so close to getting hit.

With what would she have been hit, exactly? Why, one of the two oversized spoons that Neo seemed to be wielding. Where she had gotten this spoons, Yang couldn't tell, and they didn't look all that threatening on the outset. However, there was little doubt that there was something dangerous about them. Neo spun the spoons in her arms and moved into an offensive position. At any moment, she was bound to strike. Yang brought her fists up towards her face in preparation to block. She wouldn't let Neo have even an inch with her. There was no need to waste time with words, especially not when one of them was a criminal and a mute to begin with.

Neo licked her lips. She stuck her foot over to the container beside her and kicked off its top, revealing vanilla ice cream inside. She used one of the elongated spoons to scoop out a large sphere of ice cream. Then, she jumped straight at Yang.

"What the hell are you doing?" Yang knew she wouldn't get an answer, but she couldn't help herself from yelling that out loud. Neo thrust the spoon with the ice cream on it towards the blonde's face. Yang tried her best to dodge it. She was so baffled by whatever it was Neo was doing, it threw her off her game just a little bit. Yang stepped backwards, but the spoon still kept its course towards her face. To stop this from happening, Yang thrust out a punch and knocked the spoon away. It flew out of Neo's hand and onto the floor. The ice cream went along with it. Neo didn't seem the slightest bit concerned. She put one of her hands behind her back, but did not take out anything. Not yet anyway. Yang made a quick mental note to watch out for that hand. Otherwise, she had to stop Neo from striking her with the other spoon.

Yang hadn't thought she would run into so much trouble fighting a woman who was effectively using only one hand. But Neo managed to keep going strong despite having lost one of her two weapons. Whatever she was clutching behind her back was likely something to worry about too.

Yang tried to fire off a blast of flames out of her gauntlets, but Neo wasn't so quick to fall for that trick. It was a slower attack, which meant that it was easier to avoid too. Neo swerved to the right, taking a side-step, and she swung at Yang's head with her spoon. Yang tried to move out of the way, but the spoon managed to clip her on her temple. Yang let out a cry of pain, stepping back. That had actually hurt. The spoon was sturdier than it would have first appeared. Neo smirked. She took another swing, and another, and another. Yang attempted to catch the spoon out of the air, but she quickly gave up on that notion. She jumped away to put some distance between the two of them, but her back hit into one of the containers. The top rolled off, revealing that there was strawberry ice cream inside. One of Yang's arms dipped behind her and her elbow pressed into the surface of the ice cream. The sudden chill on her skin made the blonde yelp.

Neo grinned at Yang's discomfort. She still had one arm hidden behind her

"O-Okay, Neo, enough games! You need to...you need to start answering some questions, right now! I don't care if you can't talk! You can write stuff down, can't you?"

Yang knew it was pointless to try and talk. That was why she went straight into the fight before. But now she was growing increasingly frustrated with her lack of success in the battle thus far. Yang tried to charge straight ahead at Neo with her fists bared and ready to beat the shorter woman down. Neo could tell that Yang was beginning to lose her cool. Usually that worked in Yang's favor actually, as her powers were known for enhancing themselves when her emotions were at their peak. Yet Neo knew that this was the best chance to enact the next part of her plan. She had been intending to use her new 'toy' on Yang for a long time. she hadn't expected that Team RWBY would come and infiltrate the factory on their own, but Neo had intended on luring them over eventually. She simply had to readjust her plan now, but it wasn't so big of an issue that she couldn't come up with something new on the spot. In fact, Neo already knew exactly what she intended to do before Yang entered the room.

Neo revealed the item she had been clutching behind her back up until that point. It was a small bomb from the looks of it. Yang gasped. She skidded to a stop and threw her arms up to protect herself. She attempted to duck behind one of the containers, but it was already too late for her to move fast enough. Neo threw the bomb down onto the ground and allowed it to burst wide open. Yang had expected it to behave like an actual bomb. Yet instead of a heated explosive, it produced a puff of smoke. So much smoke that it started to fill the entire room. Neo slipped a miniature gas mask over her nose and lips before turning to walk away. Yang gasped out loud. She fell to her knees as soon as the smoke entered her throat. This was no ordinary gas, she could tell that much. It wasn't sleeping gas nor was it poisonous gas either. It was something, but Yang couldn't immediately tell what. She grasped at her throat, squeezing it so tight, but she couldn't stop herself from flying into a coughing fit.

"Augh! What...what was...that?"

Neo strode over to where the other spoon had fallen earlier. She picked it up and looked it over, glad to see that it hadn't taken any significant damage after being thrown around. She looked over at Yang, who had started to get back to her feet while using one of the containers to keep her balance. Yang coughed and coughed. Her head hurt, her chest was throbbing, her arms and legs felt so weak, but she didn't necessarily feel like she was on the verge of death or something. Yang coughed again. She wiped her forehead and groaned softly to herself. She didn't know what this sensation was that was plaguing her. It was deep in the pit of her stomach where it laid. It was kicking, it was growling, it was raging, it was roaring, and Yang recognized it all too well. After a particularly long and nasty mission, or after dealing with a very tiresome day of classes, Yang experienced this sensation fairly frequently. It was not an uncommon feeling at all. It was...

Yang's belly growled. She was hungry.

"Ugh..."

Whatever had been inside of that grenade, it was some kind of dust that was affecting her perception and her appetite. Yang had never heard of such a thing before, but it wasn't likely that she would have anyway. Yang stepped from around the ice cream container and raised her fists. She wasn't going to let herself be deterred so easily. Even though this hunger was rampaging throughout her body and soul, Yang had no other choice but to ignore it. She grit her teeth. Ignore it. Ignore it. Ignore it. She had to ignore it. For the sake of everything and everyone that she loved and cared about, she had to ignore this aching hunger.

Neo licked her lips. She scooped one of the big spoons into the open chocolate ice cream container, took out a pretty hefty helping of the treat, and went straight at Yang with a great leap. Yang wanted to move. She wanted her legs to move. But...but they didn't respond. At least, not as quickly as they should have. Obviously, there was something going on here, and it was the intense hunger that likely did it. When she was hungry, there was no way she could be expected to behave at her peak in a fight. Neo thrust her spoon out at Yang's face. The ice cream was in such close contact that Yang could almost taste it. In fact, she found herself leaning forward just enough so that the ice cream ended up brushing against her lips. Yang managed to slurp up a hearty amount of the chilled treat before Neo swung the spoon away again.

"Mmm! That ice cream is really...w-wait...wait...what the hell did I just do? Oh no, I just ate that on my own, didn't I?" When Yang was hungry, she got REALLY hungry, and sometimes her body could make her eat things on her own without her brain meaning to. What made it all the worse was how good that ice cream really was. It was better than any sundae or gelato bowl she'd ever tasted in her entire life. It was so good, she instantly wanted more, and that was a feeling she had to mentally beat down with an iron bar. The ice cream sat so heavily in her belly's pit, but Yang couldn't tell for sure if it was actually that or just the immense guilt of what she'd done. She still had no idea if the ice cream was poisonous or not either. To say that this situation was not ideal, well, that would have been such an understatement that you might as well have said Zwei the corgi was only 'cute' and not 'mind-meltingly, world-shatteringly adorable'.

Neo opened her mouth to let out a wordless laughter. She used the other spoon to scoop out some vanilla ice cream next. Yang charged up her gauntlets. She had every intention of blasting the ice cream away and melting it with her flaming punches. That seemed like her best bet. Neo apparently didn't consider that possibility, however, as she made a move to close the gap between them. She swung at Yang with her empty spoon, forcing her to try and block it. Then, while Yang's left arm was up to guard the first spoon, Neo thrust the other spoon underneath Yang's arm, at the blonde's face. It went straight into her mouth, feeding her the vanilla ice cream as well.

Yang swallowed the ice cream scoop whole, despite her own brain telling her it was a bad, bad idea. "S-Stop it! What do you think you're doing? Are you seriously trying to - URRRP - feed me to death or something?"

Neo had no answers for Yang. What could she have possibly said, if she had been able to talk, that would have made a reasonable argument for what she was doing? There was simply nothing that would have worked. Yang tried to punch Neo in the head, but the shorter girl was already back out of her range again. Yang swore under her breath. This was getting to be too much for her. If she continued to eat this ice cream, it would have done nothing but slow her down. It would only...slow her down...and...Yang stopped thinking so that she could look down at her abdomen. Her hand only managed to brush by it, but she was pretty sure she felt something soft around the lower half of her torso. She was afraid to look down and see what it was, but obviously she had to do so at some point. So she did, and what she said made her yelp out loud.

"This...this can't...this...!" The words she wanted to speak completely failed to reach her. What she saw on her person right now was the last thing she could have ever imagined. It was a belly. She had a belly now. Not the washboard, super-flat abs she had been so proud of in the past. The abs she had developed after years of consistent exercise and dieting, they were gone. Instead, they had been replaced with a soft, wobbly, chubby pot-belly.

"O-Okay, this...this wasn't here a few seconds ago, I'm pretty sure..." Yang poked at the belly with her index finger. When she removed her finger from the gut, the whole thing bobbed and wobbled in place for a few seconds. Neo giggled into the back of her hand. She liked seeing her opponent so distraught. And poor Yang, she had no idea what was in store for her next. She wasn't going to be liking it, that's for sure. Neo scooped one spoon into the chocolate ice cream container and her other spoon into the strawberry ice cream container. There was still so much more here for Yang to eat.

"W-Whatever you're doing to me...I'm not gonna...let you get away with it..." Yang tried to stop looking down at her belly, but she couldn't help it. Not when it was already sticking out so far. She hadn't eaten that much ice cream, she was pretty sure, so she had no idea where this newfound gut of hers came from. It might have had something to do with that gas grenade or just the ice cream itself. When she was done here and had finished apprehending Neo, Yang would need to go and get checked out in the infirmary.

Neo swung one of the spoons through the air and hurled the ice cream straight at Yang's head. It should have been so easy to avoid, but instead Yang opened her mouth wide and caught the whole thing in one, big gulp. Yang swore loudly right after gulping it down. Once again, her body had gone and betrayed her. Yang turned her gaze downwards and saw, with her very own eyes, as her belly started to swell out just a little further in front of her. Probably only by an inch or two, but it had still done so in real time. Yang's jaw dropped. The faint outline of a double-chin was present on her face as well. Yang had never once been fat before in all of her life. She had been lanky, she had been skinny, she had been somewhat bulky with muscle, but she had never been anything close to what one would refer to as 'fat'. To see herself in this form as it was right now made her want to scream. It made her want to look up at the skies and shout wordless rage. But most of all, it made her want to punch Neo's face in until it barely resembled a human face anymore.

"You...!" Yang would have shouted out a pretty nasty expletive in regards to both Neo and her mother, but she was cut off short by even more ice cream. Neo gave her a cheeky wave and made a laughing gesture at her. She had been having an easier time with this than she expected.

"Ahh...ah...ugh...I...I can't stop...I just..." Yang looked down at her open palms, almost as if they weren't really her own hands anymore. She didn't know what was going on with her mind OR her body. It seemed like they were locked in some kind of prominent disagreement with one another, something that she couldn't shake them out of very easily.

"I won't let you beat me! And I won't let you turn me into a fatass either!" Yang shouted out loud, her determination made clear.

Neo, however, had different plans. Much different plans. She scooped even more ice cream out with her spoons. Tall, glistening towers of fattening dessert, all for Yang to consume and grow off of. Yang tried to stay on the offensive. She couldn't let herself eat any more of this ice cream if it continued to have such serious effects on her waistline. Yang threw out punches like they were going on sale, flames bursting off of her gauntlets in great and deadly droves. The ice cream around her would have already melted into pools of sugary sweetness if not for the room's excessively low temperatures.

Yang took another punch at Neo's head, throwing all of her strength behind the blow. Sadly it missed, but it did make Neo have to back up by a few steps. Yang tried to stay on top of the smaller woman so she wouldn't be able to fight back. Those spoons of hers were treated as dangerous as She was infuriated that she had continually fallen for Neo's tricks up to this point. She refused to allow that to happen again. Unfortunately for poor, chubby Yang, Neo wasn't the sort of person to give up so quickly. In fact, the plan she had to subdue Yang was working exactly as hoped so far. Every time the ice cream came within close proximity to the blonde's mouth, it was almost inevitable that she would end up eating it. The hunger that plagued her, all thanks to that very special smoke grenade of Neo's, was going to keep driving Yang to eat more and more, even while she knew that she shouldn't. The ice cream itself was special-made too so that it could convert into calories, and thus fat, much faster than your typical meal. Not that Yang needed to know any of that. Neo liked to keep all of those secrets to herself. As long as Yang kept playing in the palm of her hand, it would work out JUUUUST fine.

"Ugh...stop...this is...t-too much..."

Yang lost much more than only self-confidence when she gained weight. She lost speed too. Dodging Neo's oncoming feeding sessions wasn't something she was capable of handling anymore. Not while the weight piled on. Yang punched one of the spoons away, but Neo was able to grab it again almost immediately. It was thrust towards her face with ice cream and she just HAD to eat it. Her belly started to get heavier and heavier. Not only her belly either, but her breasts, her arms, her legs, her BUTT, they all started to grow out of Yang's control. Her rump got fuller and fuller. When she reached behind to grab it, Yang was horrified to discover how SOFT it was. Her butt wasn't supposed to be soft! It was supposed to be tight and lean, like always! Her legs were getting squishier too, the muscles on them dissolving in replace of thick, squishy lard. Her breasts had always been quite big, but now they were bigger...and Yang didn't rightly like that too much.

"Cut it out with the damn ice cream already!" Yang shouted. Neo shut her up by feeding her a very hefty helping of coffee-flavored ice cream. Yang despised how good it all tasted. It made her want to punch a whole wall down.

Chubby, wobbly Yang waddled after Neo all around the room. She couldn't ignore how slow she was getting. A lot of the new weight she had started to put on was centering itself on her lower body, namely her hips and rear. Very strange, as Yang had always imagined she would have become more of a top-heavy woman if anything. Yet here she was with a pair of shorts that were about to shred itself apart because her thighs were as wide as tree trunks. Yang huffed and puffed as she moved along. Everything was so heavy and hard to move. She wanted to stop and take a break, but she couldn't let Neo feed her anymore. Her belly flopped over her waistline and in front of her legs. Yang grabbed her gut with one hand to try and hold it up while she waddled. What a fruitless endeavor it was, because she kept on getting heavier anyway. Her whole body was coated in so much blubber now, she didn't look like the real Yang anymore. Not the Yang that her friends and family had known for so many years.

Neo scooped more ice cream and held it out for Yang to eat. Yang didn't try to slap it away in defiance. She ate it without complaint. That made her grow even more. Her shorts 'screeched' in pain right before they proceeded to rip to shreds all over her bottom. Yang stopped chasing after Neo to look back over her rear-end and scream that her underwear was now exposed. Neo jumped behind one of the containers and removed a small device she had hidden in her top. She tapped away on the device's miniature keyboard before putting it back. She would need someone to come and pick her up soon.

The battle continued for a few more minutes. Though to call it a 'battle' still at this point would have been insanely generous. Yang couldn't do anything against Neo's assault anymore. Her punches were weak and worthless, dampened greatly by her newfound fat. She could barely move any faster than a precarious waddle, which was slower than any walking speed she might have once possessed. What the end of the fight consisted of was basically Yang standing there and eating more and more of Neo's ice cream until the latter got bored of feeding her.

"BWOOOORRRUURRP! Oh...Oh God..."

Yang fell down onto her hands and knees. Her whole body was basically growing right out of her favorite outfit. Her breasts hung low. Her arms were swollen and puffy with fat, especially on her biceps. Her stomach dipped down to such a degree that it almost could have grazed the tiled floor. However, what truly took the cake, the sweet and decadent cake, was Yang's backside. It stuck up so high behind her that it should have been able to cast a shadow on her head. Her rear was so full and thick with the fattest adipose possible. Even her legs had gotten so much bigger, so big that her inner-thighs were already on the verge of chafing. Her butt couldn't have been contained in a single pair of pants. They couldn't have been contained in just one chair. They likely couldn't be contained by ANYTHING. Walking through a door was going to be a nightmare for her. Her big butt wobbled and bobbled as it rocked away at its own rhythm. Yang tried to reach behind herself to grab it, but her chubby arms weren't as flexible as they used to be. She wouldn't have been able to clutch even a quarter of her rump, anyway. One butt cheek alone was quite large when compared to her own head. Poor Yang groaned into her new double-chin and lowered her head. There was no way that she could fight like this.

"Ugh...my...my stomach...I'm...I'm so..." Yang burped again, and Neo thought she would say she was 'full', but Yang surprised her. "I'm so hungry...still..."

Neo dipped her spoons into several of the ice cream containers, removing multiple scoops of ice cream. If she fed Yang with this final batch, it would likely fatten up the blonde to the point where she would be unable to stand again. Neo smirked. That sounded like a good way to start off this big 'plan' that she and the others have been working on.

Suddenly, the double-doors of the storage room flew wide open. Though they were battered, bruised and covered in dirt, Ruby, Weiss and Blake were still very much ready to fight. Neo gasped, not having expected them to clear out the Grimm so soon, if at all. She dropped her oversized spoons onto the floor and took off running. She jumped out of the first window she came across. Neo had no intention of sticking around if it meant having to fight all four of them. They would deal with the rest of Team RWBY one by one until they were ALL out of commission. Not dead, but too fat to ever be considered a threat again. Just like poor, plump Yang Xiao Long.

"Yang! Yang! Are you alright? W-What did she DO to you?" Ruby ran to her supersized sister's aid.

Yang groaned, unable to get out of her current kneeling position. "Ugh...R-Ruby...I need...bacon..."

"Huh? B-Bacon? What?"

Weiss and Blake looked out of the window to see where Neo had gone, but the little trickster had long since vanished already. The pair gave up the search quickly, as there were more immediate issues to take care of.

"So...uh...how are we going to get her back?" Blake scratched one of her ears. She tried her hardest not to let her eyes wander onto Yang's bulging backside. Her clothes were in tatters, her BMI was likely through the roof, and she had to have weighed several hundred more pounds than when she ran into the factory a mere hour ago. What had happened here? It would take a lot of explanation from Yang to make sense of it all.

"Yeah, and...do you guys...um, do you guys know if we have any bacon lying around?" Ruby asked her two friends, who both sighed and shook their heads.

Upon returning to Beacon Academy, with some help from a local truck driver, the girls found a new problem in the form of doors. Yang's big butt couldn't get her through the door of their dorm. Tried as they might have, pulling on her arms while pushing into her back-fat, the other three women weren't able to get her to budge. Poor Yang was in a semi-delirious state, barely aware of her own surroundings. She would likely return to normal once she had gotten a good night's rest, but she wasn't able to get any rest if she couldn't fit through the bedroom door. Ruby was the one tasked with pushing her sister's rump, as neither Weiss nor Blake wanted to get their hands near that gigantic thing. Ruby couldn't get a good grip because her sister's butt was so soft and supple, but she tried her hardest. Sadly, not even her hardest was good enough to get them anywhere close to being successful. Yang was thoroughly stuck.

"What...what happened...?" Yang blinked slowly. She tried to look over her shoulder, but her neck was too strained to easily turn.

Weiss covered her face with her palm. Blake tried to pretend like she wasn't looking at anything inappropriate nor that her mind was thinking anything inappropriate either. Ruby was on the verge of tears. Yang took a deep breath, only to end up letting out a hot belch. She smirked to herself as a funny idea popped into her fat-addled head.

"I think we might need to ask Professor Ozpin if...if he can maybe do a few adjustments for the door sizes...heh heh...am I right, girls?"



Meanwhile, Emerald, Mercury and Cinder were all discussing the recent events that had transpired. Neo's actions in her battle against Yang Xiao Long and the subsequent fattening of the latter. It was all part of the plan. Chef Egglis, who had actually been hiding somewhere nearby, had properly used her semblance to allow Yang to fatten up quickly. Enough so that she would no longer be considered a 'problem' to deal with anymore. The next step was to go after any of the other RWBY girls. It didn't exactly matter who.



"So Chef Egglis is going along with the plan so far?"



"Seem so. As long as we give her people to fatten, she'll be happy. That's what she's been trying to do this whole time."



"It's nice to know we still have a firm leash on the neck of that fat piglet. She'll make things so much easier for us once we've subdued the other three girls."



"Then we can move on to the rest, right?"



"Of course. We'll stay safe for now and remain in the shadows. Neo will continue to take care of things from here. From here on out, it'll be very interesting to see what exactly happens next with Team RWBY...now that ONE of them has been successfully fattened up."