Opposites Attract(Cardin to Pyrrha RWBY TG) (Patreon)

"Where is he? Where's that incompetent little shit who thinks he's better than me?!"

Cardin Winchester was furious after his stress relief gopher had the gall, no even the merest thought of fighting back. It had been a shit day overall for him already and the public training period had made an already shit day truly unbearable. He would skin that little shit the second he caught him now that little miss perfect was out of the way. The cut still throbbed where she had hit his left temple, adding further humiliation to the day as he stomped around Beacon looking for Jaune.

He should have known this was coming a few days ago, when that walking lump of expired gelatin had somehow found a spine in his formless inability, meekly proposing a challenge.

"H-Hey Cardin old buddy ol- AGH Y-You're choking me a little. I, I kind of need to breathe-"

"Out with it nerd! What the hell do you want?"

"Umm, well you see I was uh just wondering if m-maybe I could uh... challenge you next week?"

Cardin and his posse had laughed at that, finding the idea ludicrous, that such an inept idiot could even consider going toe to toe with one of the school's top fighters. Since it seemed funny enough, he obviously accepted, deciding he could use an excuse to let off some steam though he was pretty lax for the week in advance.

He should have known that red headed little miss perfect bitch would be doing something. Jaune might as well have been her puppet since she trained him, helped him and got him to study like a loyal lapdog. It wasn't his fault for slacking off no. In fact that dumb challenge was probably why he failed his last test too, Cardin's mood worsening by the minute. If he had won, Jaune would have been his slave for the next week, demeaning himself however he saw fit, licking his shoes, doing his homework, and all he had asked for was for Cardin to try, "liking me. I bet you'll feel better if you let go of that anger." What a fucking wimp.

Come the day of the challenge and Cardin was pissed. He was falling behind in his grades, his usual bully target Velvet was off with her team on a secret mission and he had gained a pound from all the stolen lunches he had bullied from the weakling students. So when he saw Jaune waiting at the practice hall he gladly charged like a bull, the metaphor annoyingly apt as the blonde twink dodged his every attack, dragging Cardin through increasingly tired and sluggish hits as he used his shield to shy away off every larger hit. It was hard to focus with his little girlfriend cheering him on, the other students laughing at HIM and not Jaune as they watched him slow and get led around like some kind of idiot. Eventually Jaune had worn him out, his energy sapped as he conked him on the back of the head with the butt of his sword.

It must have been a comical sight from how hard everyone was laughing when he came to, his height such that that wimp would have had to jump to land such a hit, and though he hadn't seen it, imagining just concentrated his anger, boiling over as he turned to Jaune, ready to slice him in two where he stood. That's when Pyrrha stepped in, looking cross as her sword knocked against his, his own going flying. He didn't think she was that strong, yet it felt like his sword was wrenched from his grip, going flying as he was disarmed by a girl half his size. In the fling back it had scratched his cheek, leaving a bit of blood to splatter on the ground as to add insult to injury, she apologized, Jaune asking if he needed help as if he wasn't the cause of his problems. He slapped away their hands, screaming like a petulant child as he got up from the dusty training ground.

"I'M FINE! I DON'T NEED HELP FROM THE LIKES OF YOU! YOU JUST GOT LUCKY DIPSHIT!"

With that he stormed off, dead set on finding Jaune after class, that promise of getting closer forgotten in his rage.

It took a surprisingly long time to find them, Beacon full of training grounds as he visited them, deciding to try out his dorm room before remembering he hadn't given a shit enough to remember where he lived in the academy. Thankfully right as he was about to start slamming random students to find out where he was, the throbbing in his temples popped, a bit of fuzziness draping his vision as he stumbled. While twisted in its own way, it was technically a desire to get closer to Jaune, something sparking in the air as the cut over his forehead healed over, the patch of skin smoother than the surrounding flesh, a wriggle rolling through his left eyebrow as the hawkish line slimmed while the chestnut coloring burnished into a blood red scarlet line.

He didn't notice his eyebrows were mismatched, though there was something prickly about the flesh, Cardin arching it as in the recesses of his brain, Jaune's dorm room was suddenly known. It seemed so obvious to him, as if he had made the trip dozens of times, but that didn't make sense. He only wanted to see that dweeb when he needed a punching bag, so why did it feel like this was something he did often? And argh that antiseptic the nurse had put on was stinging like all hell. He'd get his revenge on that bitch too one day. As he walked, he kept flexing the eyebrow, hoping it would work off some of the discomfort as the patch of smoothness spread, the prickles now at the edges of his lids as his lashes popped out one by one. The repeated flexing was wearing away at the blockish shape of his head, the left corner of his rectangular dome rounding, a pleasant throb accompanying the shift as the blood flecks from his wound that he hadn't washed out yet dyed into his auburn tightly cropped hairdo, a few strands slinking out of their gel prison as they slinked down his ear, autumn coming to his hair's coloring as crimson overtook orange.

Unfortunately his dorm was also abandoned, even his roommate, the weird silent guy Ren, why was he blanking on such a nice, caring loner when he had to find that dweeb! Yet... he was alone. In Jaune's room. Ooh he could do something perverted with his-

"Tsss!"

His eye was throbbing something fierce, the indigo coloring of it gaining flecks of green, emerald sifting out of the dark blue as another pop got lost in the buzz of fantasy, Cardin feeling oddly worked up as he stared at Jaune's bed, imagining being invited there after admitting-

"Ugh who the fuck would ever care for that pansy assed waste of resources? I must have a concussion or something."

He didn't want to mull on that thought too long, feeling weirdly charged as he stomped off to the nearest training area, massaging his temple as a wide, green eye gleamed within a larger socket, rose tinting his cheeks as more scarlet draped down the back of his left shoulder.

It didn't take long now that he knew where Jaune slept, his nasally voice echoing with sounds of effort as Cardin smiled, knowing his revenge was only a few minutes away. He was definitely more than worked up for this, swatting the back of his neck as some annoying bug kept brushing past, not realizing it was his own hair, though the bug was forgotten as a sharp pain punctured his left ear, not all that strong mind you, but more than enough to pause it as he gave a feel to the half healed line in his lobe. It was nice he didn't have to wear earrings in school since those just weighed him down, but when did he get them pierced? The discomfort was in his cheek now, his smile trembling as he worked it, ready to give his best war face to Jaune, not knowing the pops of relief were of his flesh softening. All the while Jaune's voice echoed around him. The nerd was really going at it too, grunting and groaning with exertion almost like he was gonna die, or like he was doing it with some, w-with some…

Shit no he didn't want that image in his head, each grunt of training now popping up a mental tableau of Jaune shirtless, grunting as he shoved his cock into Cardin's- The bully's face was bright red as he nervously bit a lip, the flesh plumping under his teeth, gloss turning it pink and sparkly as the red flush of shame hastened his facial arrangements, his right cheek crumbling into a cherubic shape as his sighed a little, his square jaw working left and right as it grinded down to a cuter point. He tried to focus on something else, his nostrils flaring as a strong scent wafted over, tingling as the small hairs in his nose burned away, an upwards kink cutifying as he noticed Jaune's casual clothes messily draped on a bench, infused with his scent. He felt dizzy, moaning as the imagined thrusts mixed with their musk, his other eye growing as the rest of his hair spilled down his shoulders, silky, conditioned and without a hint of gel as he grasped onto a locker for support.

"Sh-Shit what did he do to me? When I get my hands on that shitty, nerdy, k-kind of cute throat I'll I'll-!"

He might have said Jaune's throat, but it was a different shaft entirely he pictured in his hands, Cardin staring mesmerized as his fingers rubbed and worked around an imaginary cock. His left hand was smaller though, noticeably shrunken compared to his right, Cardin's green eyes widening in shock as he noticed the muscles deflating in each, his nails gaining a glossy finish as they rose from sausage fingers extending with girlish curvature. His knuckles popped on their own, slimming out and increasing the space between joints, slender instead of beefy, his palms losing circumference as they softened to absurdly moisturized textures.

"Oh my god! What's- KFF K-CHHK uggh is h-happe- huh?!"

The tingles were in his throat now, rolling up and down as his beefy neck slimmed to a swanlike jut, a terribly familiar voice eking out as he turned towards a mirror.

"P-PYRRHA?!"

Her face was grafted onto his body, her voice leaving his own as chills ran up and down his arms. It was like something was softly breathing into the folds of his muscles, tensing them before that tension melted into softness. The squeeze was traveling up from his wrists, years of muscle building fading as his biceps turned smoother, the muscles breathing like they had their own lungs as they went more out than in. It didn't even feel like they were that much weaker, strong muscle hiding underneath the plush fat that rounded off his arms as he stared, metal grieves crashing to the ground as they turned slender and curved. He poked one, half convinced this was a dream, a wonderful nightmare. His fingers brushed against his chest plate's insignia as he panicked, scaring him as the golden bird detached from it and began flapping as if alive before slamming into his forehead with a painful CLANG.

"AGH WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE- Ooooh~!"

It hugged his skull, the wings connecting as it turned more jagged, losing any animalistic features as it became a sturdier, if less gaudy bronze circlet over his forehead, squeezing down as his thoughts grew muddied with Jaune. Fuck their sexy grunting was getting to him, these changes making him better and horny for-

"Sh-Shut up! Get out of my nngh! Ohhh fuck why's this feel hot?"

Images of Jaune were being thrown into his thoughts like projectile weapons, his eyes tearing up as soreness accompanied each assault, one hand palming his crotch as he realized he was getting turned on. That nerd must have done something to him in their fight, a Winchester would never give into such a cute weakling like that. He moved away from Jaune's scent, stumbling towards the entryway to the actual practice area, ready to force him to fuck off and turn him on, back! But as prepared as Cardin thought he was, he wasn't ready for Jaune's shirtless body dripping with sweat as he practiced his swings for the day.

"J-Jaune..."

He whispered it tentatively, knowing it wouldn't be heard, breathing heavier as he drank in his crush's half naked body. He was really developing some muscle, taking their training so seriously now as the effort dripped down his well defined back, Cardin drooling a little as he felt pride and arousal flare against the disgust at finding this dweeb really sexy. His pants were getting tighter, his cock now fully erect as he glanced at it, disgusted yet mesmerized by the idea of Jaune seeing him standing here, coming over while still brimming with sweat as he went to strip off every last piece of clothing, taking him up the-

What the hell was he thinking?! He was far too tall and bulky for Jaune to dom him like-

"Hff nngh s-stop you fucking, mmph shit..."

That thought was now rolling through his body, caressing his hard muscles as his clothes grew looser. Sweat drenched them as he leaked muscle, his hands feeling under his shirt, rubbing each defined pec as their definition grew blurrier. It felt amazing, warmth hugging his body as his heaving form shrank. No no not his garish muscle he worked so hard to excel over others which was so annoying! It felt much better to be more normal the way Jaune made him feel. Oh god it was like his strong arms were hugging him now, making him feel so small and sexy.

Cardin was panting between moans, feeling his waist pucker like lips for a kiss, only these wanted the touch of Jaune's arm as his sides curved inwards. The ridges of his abs were gone, melted into a toned core that was rock hard under the cute, squeezable top layer that made most guys's hearts throb whenever they got a look at his perfect midriff. The muscles in his shoulders squeezed, forcing him to roll the left one, each twenty degree rotation curving it, wearing it down as his left side pleasurably collapsed into a diminished curve, his right following as he nearly howled in lustful glee as he shrank below Jaune's height.

He had to stop rubbing his cock while staring, what if Jaune saw him doing fuck all that fucker's opinion didn't matter! Cardin willed himself to stop, not wanting to jerk it to that runt, yet his hand ignored his wants, sliding up and down suggestively, giggling at how for such a big talker, Cardin really was making up for having a small fuck you! The Pyrrha thoughts were making fun of his helplessness, his cock size, teasing him as they asked how he liked being bullied. It was such a strange turn of events he could barely think of a way to fight back, squeezing back tears as his fingers worked his pants down into something thinner and tight. By the time he realized they were changing, it was too late, his other hand muffling him from alerting Jaune as he moaned, pantyhose grafting itself to his cock, squeezing his hard member and caressing it as he felt the thinning tightness of it spread to the rest of his pants.

They hugged every curve and contour of his lower half, riding up his ass crack, merging with his socks as pantyhose clamped down on his feet. Boots were shrinking, compressing into black Mary Janes that strangled his feet harder than he was planning to do to Jaune before this started. Every bone in his feet broke then, his feet horrors for a few seconds as they molded to their new containers, a bit of pain the price to pay as they sculpted to the curves of his shoes, arched, slender and dainty and snuggled into sheer, black fabric. One foot tore him away from Jaune working out, tottering his whole body as a hand still muffled his attempts at screaming for attention. The other foot stepped, the violent stomping sending reverberations through his legs, that mixed with the steady press of his new leggings softening up the muscles in his legs, each step less awkward as his calves were being sculpted, his thighs jiggling with the first signs of bloat.

Cardin grunted through the hand gagging him, looking down with worry as his toned muscle swelled, melting with every step as their lushness creeped closer to his balls. For a second, the hand stroking his cock paused, fumbling around for something, Cardin only able to feel relief from the arousing teasing for a second before it found what it was looking for, the growing Pyrhha voice giggling as it teased him, "My my Cardin, I never knew you were this obsessed with Jaune."

Before he could shoot something back, Jaune's discarded shirt was in his face, their scent making his eyes roll as the gagging hand swung down lazily, Jaune's taste, his aroma all too much as his legs quivered with need.

"Ohhhh~ yesss!"

It was all Pyrrha talking, Cardin's lips lost to him, his mind screaming inside Pyrrha's head as the anger and fear faded to a pleased smugness.

"Soon we'll be together Jaune~! But first I have to take care of a few things."

She brought the shirt down and stepped into it, her shoes popping through the sleeves as the monochrome fabric split open. It was a slow pull upwards, her and Cardin both moaning as she slid the shifting shirt upwards, its billowing border acting like a progress bar as the calves revealed were fully curved and long, leading beautifully to her plumpening thighs as they nearly came at the squeeze of Pyrrha's swelling thigh fat.

"Mmph ohhh~ th-this is punishment for all that cursing you did at me earlier ok-NNGH-AAAAY~?! I won't let my hips change till you can behave your- OHHHH~!"

Neither could do much arguing, their shared cock swallowed by her massive thighs, her balls tented between the perfect smoothness of her skin and encased in pantyhose just as soft and tight, their still male hips keeping all of their thickness packed as tight as can be as Jaune's shirt settled around their hips as a red and black pleated skirt.

Oh no! She had thoughtlessly ruined one of Jaune's shitty shirts! Give it back! The shirt? NO MY FUCKING BODY!

"Aww but it's hardly yours at this point, and don't lie, I know you were feeling horny for Jaune."

SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT THE FU-UGGH Ooooh no no p-please ahhh~!

While Pyrrha never liked lording her power over others, there was something satisfying about bringing this bully to his knees. Well their knees, her every step its own course of eroticism as she rolled their cock, purposefully sashaying to add how much it slid against her body. They both knew where they were going, even Cardin moaning at the thought of returning to Jaune's room even as he shuddered at the plan forming inside Pyrrha's mind.

S-Stttaaahhp~ you can't NNGH d-HOOO~ that!

"I can do whatever I want. If you don't like it you are free to wrest control, but we both know I've always been stronger than you."

There was a slight pop every time she took a step now, the girth of her hips finally too much for her to handle, the both of them gasping as each sashay made her hips a little rounder, a little broader. By the time they made it to Jaune's room it was a wonder neither of them had busted, their gait wide and womanly as she walked them over to Jaune's bed, the smell from the locker room magnified here. It was such a soft bed too, springy and pleasant to sit on, or maybe that was just their ass, a slight trickle finally breaking through her restraint as their cheeks swelled to a plump, luscious ass.

"Nngh wow that feels massive on someone else's HYAA b-haaawwdee~!"

They were unbelievably turned on by Jaune's overwhelming presence, even if Cardin tried to deny it mentally, yet the pleasure was shared as Pyrrha tore open the collar to their shirt, exposing the white undershirt beneath as her fingers moved towards their nipples.

"Mmm~ Jaune must be almost done. Gotta get the girls ready before- MMPH OOOH~ YES! YESSSS!"

Pyrrha meant to tease them, but at the first signs of swelling it was already too much to handle tactfully, only barely keeping their cock's releases to a thin trickle as she played with their nipples. They were just so sensitive, even through cotton that was thickening, starching into a girl's Beacon dress shirt as it felt like all the ecstasy they had been playing with was child's stuff compared to the mounting fat billowing up, stretching their shirt outwards as the two squealed harmoniously, their thoughts in alignment at how good it felt, as neither could stop Pyrrha's hand from pressing into the rising flesh. It was like her love for Jaune was being given form, and her love was massive, their thighs growing moistened from precum, Pyrrha's incredible restraint the only thing holding them back as she squeezed it tight between their thighs, needing her other hand to grope her left breast as they threatened to burst out her fitted uniform, Cardin's top layer now banded with gold, a women's blazer joining her hands in squeezing her breasts as they burst out, the top button straining as they writhed on Jaune's bed, moaning his name.

Cardin suddenly gained control, Pyrrha too lost in the ecstasy to reign him in, though by gain control, that meant losing it, the two screaming, "J-AAAAAUUUUUNNE~!" as their balls clenched, rolling onto the floor as Cardin's pent up cock unloaded. Their combined lust was too much for him to fight against, his control being largely masturbatory as he jerked his stuffed cock, moaning as it spurted between his thighs, more and more of Pyrrha's thoughts and feelings burrowing into the depths of his brain. Their skirt was ruined after the fourth orgasm tore through, sticky and covered in cum, their thighs dripping as he fell in a heap, screeching as his left ball emptied and promptly shoved inside as Pyrrha took back control amidst a massive orgasm.

"Mmm~ see? I knew you loved Jaune just as much as me!"

"Nngh sh-shut uuhhhp."

Pyrrha giggled, wondering if Cardin noticed even his mental self was a bit less bassy, a feminine affect to some of his words as she could feel the bully losing himself in lust. But these now messy clothes wouldn't do for Jaune, her plan kind of dampened if he saw her in clothes that looked like some guy had had a time in, which technically was true, but the guy wouldn't be one for much longer!

"Fuck y-hoooo~!"

Cardin's moans were softer in her head, their cock sensitive as Pyrrha stripped, the thing still hard despite how many times they had cum only minutes prior. Cardin realized something terrifying as Pyrrha stripped, her actions like a striptease as she peeled off each piece of her uniform, the naked body of the school's hottest girl right in front of him, yet he felt... nothing?

"Aww that's not true, I know you must be feeling something for Jaune by now."

She grabbed one of his tossed aside hoodies, breathing it in as she felt Cardin shrink again inside her head, his moans quivering up and down.

"N-no I'm n-haaawt interested in that c-cute dweeby, mmm~ maaan... WAIT WHAT'RE YOU- Ooooh~!"

She was sliding the hoodie on, rubbing it against their cock, Jaune's clothing comfy and warm as Cardin further melted into Pyrrha, his cock beginning to shrink. He knew what was coming, and yet, actually feeling it was a whole other thing entirely. She was squeezing the tip tight, making sure nothing came out as she stroked it in, the two sighing as it melted inside. He begged her to let go, to let them cum as she finished shoving his balls inside, his cock barely a nub as all the pent up cum from his remaining ball swirled inside. It was like Cardin, being snuffed by Pyrrha as she could feel it thinning, her own self control faltering as she purposefully brought herself to the edge, moaning as when she let go, clear fluids sparkled out her barely submerged tip as Jaune entered to a horny Pyrrha cumming on his bed.

Oh wow she had really cut that close, her cock still present, but fully submerged behind her lips, trembling on the edge of womanhood as she panted a little, making it clear to a confused, yet very interested Jaune just what she was here for.

"Well I hope you don't mind if I borrow your hoodie Jaune... Though I'd be fine if you'd like to take it off."

Cardin watched through her eyes, feeling a need as his hidden cock throbbed inside, not large enough to fill his half formed pussy as he wanted to jerk off, panting with every move Jaune made. Sure it was the hormones, the influence of Pyrrha, all sorts of things he could write it off as, but the horniness was his as lust swelled inside his mind. Fuck he wanted to be the one Jaune was staring at like that, to flirt with him the way Pyrrha was doing. Oh god he needed this, sharing the feeling as Jaune pulled their hoodie off, moaning as Jaune's fingers awkwardly played with their nipples, his earnestness driving them wild as he wanted to be in control, feeling Jaune's mouth kiss their, feeling their body on theirs as he disrobed, nearly screaming as he lifted their leg and prepared to fuck him as he stared into Jaune's...

Wait, when did he get in control? Where was Pyrrh-

"NNGH! HAA AAHHH AHH~!"

Ohh fuck Jaune was inside them, he could feel his cock shoving against his own pathetic one, forcing it deeper and deeper inside.

"MMPH! Y-You okay Pyrrha? You're really NNGH tiiiight!"

Ahh th-that's right he was P-Pyrrha now. She was Jaune's perky perfect Pyrrha. Agh this wasn't right why was his cock so much bigger than hers and why was he stopping?

"AHHH~ Y-YESS JAUNE! PLEASE H-HARRDER! FUCK ME AS HARD AS YOU C-AAAHAHHAHAHAAHHHH~!"

She was cumming, screaming out his name as he pounded her former cock to mush, forming her pussy before fucking it anew, carving out her new genitalia with nothing but his own cock as Pyrrha screamed, "I-I L-HUUUUV YOOOUUU JAUNE!"

A scream he reciprocated with a rough kiss.

The new couple cuddled, Ren's meditation not ending for another two hours, the two prepping themselves for round two as they enjoyed the press of their naked bodies, trading kisses and caresses.

"Mmm I see all that training's been paying off."

"Well it does help to have like, the greatest teacher for everything here with me. Oh and I guess the greatest girlfriend now too."

"Aww what a sweet talk-"

"Jaune? I thought you were supposed to meet me for midterms prep after your exercises. What's going-"

Jaune and Pyrrha turned, confused at another Pyrrha in her regular outfit barging in. Pyrrha looked at Pyrrha, Pyrrha trying to comprehend what she was seeing as Pyrrha's ears began to smoke. Jaune wondered if he was dreaming and that this was about to turn into a harem situation, yet it felt too real.

"Uhhmm... which one of you is the real Pyrrha? And does this mean I just cheated on my girlfriend with my girlfriend? Y-You are my girlfriend right?"

Pyrrha prime just lost it, both jealous of seeing another her with her crush, and also utterly furious at whoever had fucked Jaune as her before her.

"WHAT THE FUUUUUUCK?!"