[Draft] Reverse Isekaied to My World 1 (FemJaune TG) (Patreon)

Well here is the draft for Reverse Isekai in its full glory. One of the first things I posted has finally come close to completion. 

This story had turned into a 30k something monster, and I don't regret even a moment of it. It went from 18k something, but then new scenes with my editor that clarified and expanded on that changed the TG sequence a little appeared that made this story swell. 

My only regret was how long it took to finish this draft, and we have already started cleanup, but those were because my editor and I faced some hardships that slowed us down and forced changes in priorities that made this one of the many personal projects to become secondary. 

Either way onto why you all are really here to read Jaune Arc become a pretty girl, hope you enjoy. 

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Cole yawned as he woke up from his afternoon nap and scratched his head, his shaggy black hair tickling his fingers. The recent week was going great so far. He had found out that he passed all his classes and now that he didn’t have college to worry about for a while, he could do what he wanted until his folks got back from their honeymoon. They had decided to go on a month-long cruise and left the day before. They had given him more than enough money to make sure that the place was still standing and he could order whatever he wanted as long as he wasn’t purchasing the entire menu.

He had been eating as cheaply as possible so that he would be able to save some of the cash for himself. So far he had been eating the leftovers that his parents had left behind and could do so for the next few day. He was more than willing to have the same food every night and had plenty of small snacks to add a little variety to his meals if it meant having some extra spending cash later on. It felt nice having the house to himself, the peace and quiet soothing his soul. 

Cole noticed something was prodding his leg and moved the covers of his sheet. He saw it was a tiny metallic looking battery covered in red paint that was no bigger than his fingernail. He looked to see if he could find where it came from, but could find nothing near his bed that it could come from. He noticed small dried red dots on the sheet, as if wet paint had fallen there. He looked his leg over and saw he didn’t have any red spots on his leg. He looked back at the mysterious thing and wondered aloud, “Where the hell did you come from?”

After a moment, he shrugged and got out of bed, deciding it didn’t matter. He went into the living room, and threw the mysterious item in the trash can and wondered what he should do with his spare time. He thought about playing through a chunk of his video game backlog for a moment, but didn’t feel any particular urge to play any of them, or one of his favorites. He looked at his case of DVDs and wondered if he should watch something there. His eyes glanced over at the section dedicated to anime and felt the urge to watch one of them. He looked through his selection and of everything there, the only series he felt like watching again was RWBY. He pulled out the first season from his collection. The show’s later seasons might not have the same spark that the earlier seasons had to him, but they were still a to watch for what they were.

As Cole was about to plop the DVD into the player, a sudden burst of light came out of nowhere and blinded him. 

“Ahhh!” Cole cried in shock, instinctively closing his blue eyes and covering them with his hands as he turned away. A loud crash filled the room followed by something hitting the floor, that reminded him of when their wooden table broke, so the first thing that came to mind was the coffee table in front of the couch. 

When the light disappeared, Cole turned around and hesitantly opened his eyes, squinting as his distorted vision began to slowly clear. Whatever it was that crashed through his family’s coffee table began to stand up and Cole gasped at what it was when his vision returned to him enough to semi-clearly make out the person he saw.

The person in question was a tall young man with fair skin and dark-blue eyes. He had short, messy blonde hair layered on his head with the right side of his hair nearing his right eye and the left side swept back. He wore a black short-sleeved hoodie with detached reddish-orange sleeves. On his hands were brown wrist-length fingerless gloves with small metal plates over the back. Cole could see that this person had strong toned muscles on his arms, shoulders and upper chest. Over the hoodie was a white diamond-shaped chest plate cut off above his lower abdomen and over his shoulders were a pair of white paulders with rerebraces set underneath them. He also had a pair of elbow guards with cords strung through them, and black high tops. He wore blue jeans with a white patch on the left knee and black sneakers. He had two belts criss crossing his waist, both different shades of brown, along with a pair of small pouches on them. A sword was strapped to his left hip in a white and gold sheath.

Cole couldn’t believe it. It was Jaune Arc. A real flesh and blood version dressed down in his first season attire to a tee.

“Uhh…hi,” Jaune said awkwardly, and gulped a moment later. He looked around the room nervously. “This isn’t Emerald Forest… Where am I? How’d I get her?” 

“Well yeah, you’re in my house. And as for why you’re here, your question is as good as mine. You just suddenly showed up in a flash of light,” Cole said slowly, slack jawed as he examined the blonde. He knew that Jaune was tall from the wiki, but he never realized just how tall he was. Cole was a pretty tall individual, yet the blonde was about an inch taller than him, and even he could admit that the blonde was a looker. If it wasn’t for his attitude, how he flirted, and Miles Luna’s oddly squeaky voice he gave him, he was willing to bet that he might have had a better chance getting girls aside from Weiss. “What were you last doing before you abruptly broke my coffee table?”

“I-It was an accident. I’ll pay you back for it with my saved up allowance of Lien, okay?” Cole was gonna dismiss him since that wasn’t a proper currency in his world, and since he didn’t mean to, but he decided to stay quiet. “So, what was I doing last…? Oh yeah! I was in the middle of a place called the Emerald Forest, not too far from Beacon Academy, the school I had just enrolled in,” Jaune explained. “My partner and I, a red-haired girl named Pyrrha Nikos; you might have seen her before, she’s the girl on the box of Pumpkin Pete’s cereal. Anyway, we entered a cave and I grabbed what I thought was a relic, these things that we need to go through an initiation to officially enroll into Beacon Academy. But then it turned out to be a giant scorpion Grimm and it barged out of the cave. I was hanging off of its tail and then got thrown off. And that’s when something happened, but I don’t know what… Where am I anyways? I can’t be in the Emerald Forest, unless you live out here for some reason.”

Cole didn’t say anything as he thought over what Jaune had stated. So apparently, this Jaune just had his Aura awakened and encountered the Deathstalker in the caves. Perhaps after getting thrown off the Deathstalker, Jaune had lost any recollection of what happened after because of the sheer terror of the event. He sighed as a mental debate went off in his head. There was one side that said that he shouldn’t tell Jaune that he was in another world for his own sake, and another that said he should just tell him. He made a list in his head and the side of telling the blonde quickly started winning out. It probably wasn’t the best idea, but it wasn’t as if he could hide such a huge change in landscapes. The blonde was undoubtedly stronger than him with his Aura being unlocked, not that Jaune knew how to use it to its full abilities anyway. 

“You’re not in the Emerald Forest. You’re in my house, which is in North America,” Cole said, breathing heavily through his mouth with every word he spoke. Now there was no going back with the bomb that he just dropped. He had to fully commit and do what he could to put Jaune at ease as much as he could.

“America?” Jaune questioned. “I’ve never heard of a place like that.”

“That’s because it's not a part of your world,” Cole said as he moved over to the TV. 

“What? Oh, I guess that means you’ll now tell me that I have been teleported to another world as well,” Jaune said jokingly based on all the fantasy novels he read over the years, his laughter slowly coming to a halt when he saw Cole’s serious expression. “Wait, really? You can’t be serious? How do you know about my world? Did you summon me or something?”

“Yes, I am, I’ll tell you in a moment, and no,” Cole answered all his questions accordingly. He pulled out his phone and showed him a map of the world. Jaune took the phone and stared at the map. His eyes widened as he looked over the map, looking for something, anything that was familiar to him.

Cole grabbed the Blu-ray case and handed it to Jaune. Jaune stared at the cover and back at Cole’s phone. He turned away and groaned as he shook his head. 

“Out of all the things that could happen to me, I can’t believe this is what happened to me. How could I be transported to another world, one where my world is just a show,” Jaune lamented with his head in his hands. 

“We call your situation Isekai over here,” Cole said as he tapped his fingers against the broken table. He was honestly having a hard time coming to terms with this himself and felt like slamming his head against the wall to make sure that this was real. He continued griping. “And I’m on the side of the spectrum wondering how could someone  from another world just show up in a flash of light, especially one from a show I watch?”

“…Don’t suppose I’ve been brought over here to save the world?” Jaune joked weakly, trying to keep some semblance of calmness with someone who was just as lost as him.

“Sorry, but as far I know there ain’t no world ending threats just yet,” Cole replied with a just as weak smile. “No evil monster lords, or species from another world that want to kill us all, just problems that have been developing over the years.”

“So much for my hopes and dreams of getting a harem of cute girls,” Jaune sighed. “I don’t feel any stronger.”

“Hoping that you were now an overpowered main character?” Cole asked as his smile grew a smidgen. 

“Kinda. If I was, then I probably would have had the power to head back,” Jaune admitted. He cupped his face and said quietly, “What am I going to do?”

Cole didn’t answer as his mind warred with itself again. He wanted to let the blonde stay here, at least until they could figure something out. There was a part of him that said letting him stay here was a completely stupid idea. For all that he knew, this was an alternate version of Jaune Arc from another world than the one he knew from the show. He could have had a different past, or mindset, but there was something genuine about him that made him want to help Jaune. It continued to grow, especially when he saw the and heard the clear distress Jaune was in. “You can stay here.”

“R-Really?” Jaune asked with bug eyes. “What about your parents? Don't you need their permission to have someone over. I don’t think they would be happy to have a random stranger live here for a bit, especially one with a sword.” 

“My parents are out on their honeymoon and won’t be back for a month,” Cole answered. “That gives us some time to figure something out at least.”

“That’s good to hear. Thanks for helping me…Y’know, I just realized that we never properly introduced ourselves,” Jaune said. “I’m Jaune. Jaune Arc. Rolls off the tongue. Ladies love it.”

“Do they?” Cole replied back with a grin, remembering the same line used in the show.

“T-they will.” The Arc scion sheepishly answered.

“I’m Cole,” Cole chuckled, said as he shook the blonde’s hand. “C’mon, let me show you around.”

Cole led Jaune through the two story house, showing him where the bathrooms, bedrooms, and the kitchen were. The dimensionally displaced human gave only quick responses like how nice the rooms looked, etcetera. When Cole was finished showing the displaced Huntsman-in-training around the house, he took him back to the guest room the blonde would be using.

The two looked around the room, taking in everything it had. Against the back of the room was a large queen-sized bed with a red comforter. A white nightstand next to it with an alarm clock on it. There was a white dresser to the side of the room he could use if he had more clothes and a closet. On the other side of the window was a large bookcase filled with books and various mementos and antiques. A window allowed sunlight into the room and there was a white ceiling fan with multiple lights. 

“I hope it’s alright,” Cole said. “Is there anything I can get for you like some more blankets or some extra pillows?”

“No this is fine, it’s more than I was expecting honestly,” Jaune admitted. “I was worried I would have to be sleeping on the couch.” 

“Don’t worry, I would have given you my room if I needed to. Do you want some time alone?” Cole asked, not knowing what else to do in a peculiar situation like this.

“Yeah, I’d like to be alone for a little bit,” Jaune answered quietly as he sat down on the bed and looked down at the floor sorrowfully.

“Alrighty then. Call me if you need anything at all Jaune, I’m here for you,” Cole said as he left the room. He knew that the blonde was still freaking out about the whole thing and he had every right to be. This was probably a lot harder for Jaune than Cole since Jaune was so suddenly ripped out of the world he knew and grew up in. Maybe a little space would do them both some good and clear their heads and Jaune would probably come down later when he was hungry.

He went back to the living room to relax and do several things he needed to. The first thing he did was throw the broken remains of the table out in the trash. After that, he took the Bluray DVDs of RWBY he had and hid them. He couldn’t have Jaune seeing the series after all, and didn’t want to know how he might feel about what his universe was in his world. When he finished hiding them in a little nook, he went back to his games to pass the time. When he got tired of playing, he began writing a small story as his mind burned with possibilities. 

A few hours passed and when he looked at the time, he was surprised to see that it was already getting close to dinnertime. He paused where he was writing and went to the room that he had let Jaune use. He knocked on the door and asked, “Hey Jaune, you awake?” 

“Yeah,” Jaune said. “Something you need?”

“I got some leftover spaghetti and meatballs in the microwave waiting for you if you’re hungry. I thought that you might want some after such a long day,” Cole said. “If you want some later, it’ll be placed on the counter in the kitchen. Just warm it up if it’s cooled down by the time you’re ready.” 

He turned and started to walk away. He paused when he heard the door open and saw Jaune, still wearing his armor. 

“You got any cheese to put on it?” Jaune asked with a saddened yet hopeful grin. 

“Yeah, we got plenty of cheese,” Cole smiled. “Parmesan, cheddar, and Colby. Whatever you want.”

They went down to the kitchen and made their bowls. They sat down across from one another and started eating their pasta. There was a heavy silence across the table. 

As Cole ate his food, he watched the blonde. It was clear to Cole that Jaune was still lost in his own world trying to process things. He sympathized with him and knew that he would feel lost and confused about everything that had happened. When he was finished eating, Jaune thanked him again for letting him stay at Cole’s house and for the food. 

When he was gone, Cole sighed. “Well, that went better than expected I guess.” 

He went back to eating his meal and when he finished, decided that it was time to go to bed as well.  He took a quick shower and changed into his night pajamas, somehow effortlessly falling asleep the moment he got under the covers despite the event that continued to weigh on his mind.

Cole yawned as he woke up the next morning and stretched in his bed, feeling like his limbs would reach all the way around the world. He laid there, staring at his phone as he checked his messages and gave a quick update to his parents about what was happening on his end, obviously leaving out Jaune’s arrival the previous night. He grabbed a set of fresh clothes from his tidy closet, then went to the bathroom to take a long shower, wanting to rid himself of some stress. However, as he was about to enter the bathroom, he heard the shower running and tensed for a moment.  Hearing the voice of Miles Luna sing through the door lifted his spirits a tad. It was good to hear Jaune start to relax despite the situation. Cole was going to have to get used to the fact that he was no longer alone for the next month.

He stood there for a moment, his ear against the door as he listened to the Arc scion’s singing, curious about what he was echoing. Cole recognized the song as, This Will Be The Day by Casey Lee Williams. It was kinda funny hearing a character sing a song from his show, but then again, Ruby Rose was listening to said song in the first episode. The blonde’s singing wasn’t that good, but he could admit that he at least knew how to keep a steady rhythm, one that Cole could appreciate the effort given to. 

The young man went to the other shower in the house, his parents’ bathroom,  and took a slightly longer than average drizzle. For a while, Cole just stood under the steaming water taking in every droplet that splashed against his skin trying to get any negative thoughts he had out of his head. While this indeed stressed him out, he couldn’t even begin to imagine the internal turmoil that Jaune was going through. When he was finished washing up, he dried himself off with the nearest towel and changed into his chosen clothes.  On his way to the kitchen to get some breakfast, he cut his walk short as he was passing by the shower Jaune inhabited, hearing the sound of running water stop. Waiting for the blonde to step out, the door opened, revealing said remnant born wrapped in a light blue towel with his normally shaggy hair now damp and resting flat against his head. 

“Morning,” despite just getting out of the shower, Jaune was still looking a bit sluggish as he loudly yawned.

“Hmm…” Jaune just noticed having to glance up at the boy’s eyes, “Now that you mention it, you do look a little taller to me,” Jaune supposed, worry beginning to creep into his voice. “We look about the same age, so I’m guessing around 18. Maybe you had one last growth spurt?”

“19 actually,” Cole corrected, “and everything looks the same to me as it always did. No one would just suddenly grow overnight, and yet...”

A tense silence came over them, neither of them having any hypotheses on what the cause could be, or why. The only conclusion that they internally came up with was that if changes just randomly occured, then more were to probably come. From sudden world transportation to bodily changes, nothing made a lick of sense. 

“Is this supposed to be normal when someone activates their Aura?” Jaune hesitantly gulped. 

“No, no it shouldn’t, but then again, the show’s left a lot of topics unanswered, so I can’t say for absolute certain. You’re the only character in the show who didn’t have their aura activated as far as I know,” Cole answered tightly.

It was admittedly bizarre trying to educate someone from another world how their otherworldly customs should function. “Whatever the case may be, you can borrow my clothes for now if you’d like. Being slightly taller than you should mean you’ll fit into my clothing,” Cole offered, heading back to his room to grab an old pair of jeans and a shirt after receiving a simple nod from the huntsman. 

Jaune stepped back into the bathroom and replaced the towel around his waist with the change of clothes supplied to him. When he was finished equipping the attire, they went down to the dining room and finished off the remaining spaghetti and meatballs.

“So…what’s this world like?” Jaune asked. “Back in my world, we had monsters called Grimm that were able to sense the negativity in the peoples’ souls and would attack anyone. Is there anything like them wandering around?”

“We luckily got nothing of the sort, only humanity’s stupidity and pride,” Cole answered with a sigh of relief in his voice.  “Animals aren’t much of an issue, our only real dilemma being ourselves… and mosquitoes. Those little craps kill more humans than humans themselves in a year.” Seeing himself starting to get off track, he brought himself back to the conversation. “Do you have a lot of cities or villages in your world? I mean with the Grimm wandering about, it probably makes things like traveling a whole lot more harder than it should be.”

“Remnant doesn’t really have too many cities to begin with. There are of course still small towns and villages all around, but they usually get overrun by Grimm when selfish Huntsman laze around, or if the Grimm that’s encountered is too much of a threat to guarantee a safe life. No matter the reason, Grimm are always the root cause.” Before Cole could nod in understanding, Jaune added one last statement. “Which is why I’ll become a Huntsman, to keep people like my family and friends safe.”

While Cole already knew all of this, that last comment was certainly something he wasn’t expecting. It was undoubtedly reasonable for Jaune to want to protect those he loved, but that didn’t change the fact that he never heard anything like that in the show. At this very moment, instead of being just your average character in a show, he felt like a real human being, one that Cole could easily confide in.

“So, what do you do for fun?” Jaune asked, his voice dripping with anxiety as he clearly struggled to find ways keep the conversation going.

This pulled Cole from his deep thoughts. “I mostly play video games while also watching some movies and shows every here and there. I also occasionally read books and write short stories to pass the time,” Cole answered. He mentally berated himself for not expanding on his answers but wondered if it would really matter in the end. Perhaps being as broad as possible would help the two of them find some common interests.

“Oh cool,” Jaune answered clumsily as he absentmindedly twiddled his thumbs. “I like playing video games too, mainly RPGs. I also prefer comic books over reading novels since the pictures make it more engaging.” 

“RPGs are my favorite kind of video games too,” Cole happily replied. He observed as the Arc scion scanned through the collection of DVDs and video games that lined the shelves. “You looking for anything in particular?” 

“I was kinda hoping to see something familiar,” Jaune answered. “I know it’s a different world and all, but I was kinda hoping to see something I’ve read back in my own world, comics like The Hunter, The Executioner, or X-Ray and Vav just to name a few.”

“I actually do own X-Ray and Vav,” Cole answered. He knew that Remnant had some people who were based off of famous actors, one such side character being Spruce Willis who was a knockoff of Bruce Wills. He wasn’t sure which series The Hunter was supposed to be exactly, but he had a few ideas up in the air.

“Wait, you have X-Ray and Vav in your world?!” Jaune exclaimed, his eyes lighting up with glee.

“Yeah,” Cole answered with a smile, chuckling under his breath, “though we only have them in animation form as far as I know.”

“That’s fine,” the blond cheerfully responded as he continued playing with his hands. “Is it alright if we watch it? I wanna see the comic’s cartoon form!”

“If that’s what you want, then sure,” Cole smiled, agreeing. The two of them could use some laughs after the insanity of this entire situation being dropped on their heads, something to take their mind off of all the problems they were facing. Besides, he could tell that Jaune just wanted something familiar to cling onto. 

He connected his phone with the TV screen and after a few moments, the first episode of X-ray and Vav started playing. It had been a while since he had watched the series, remembering certain points about the show and its characters, but not much else. With each episode that finished, the following one would begin playing, the boys enjoying their snacks and drinks.

Once the show had reached its end, Cole glanced over at Jaune. The blonde Huntsman looked a little happier, despite the preposterous situation that he found himself wounded up in. Curiously, he asked, “How close was the show compared to the comic back in your world?”

“It was actually pretty close to the comics, almost identical in fact. Their voices are oddly familiar though, but I can’t place my finger on why exactly…” Jaune pondered. 

“Are these superhero movies because they look like them,” Jaune asked as he flipped through a handful of DVD cases in his hands. “There’s Captain America, the Incredible Hulk, and Iron Man.”

“Yeah, they are superhero movies. Does Remnant have any similar heroes or perhaps anything identical?” Cole asked in wonder. It was interesting to learn about the more mundane side of Remnant, stuff he would probably never hear about in the show itself. 

“We do have superhero comics and movies in my world, but they aren’t like the ones in these movies that I can see at first glance. From what I can assume, you don’t have any sorta powers like Aura, right?”

Cole nodded affirmatively. “Yeah. We got nothing like magic and such, just technology and how far we can bend its limitations.”

Jaune continued his explanation, “Well, our superhero movies are either about the stories of existing Huntsman and Huntress or based on them. So much crap happens in my world that every story is mesmerizing to listen to. As far back as I can remember, I’ve always loved reading about those heroes, especially since I was raised up with a couple of them. Most of them were family stories about what they did years ago ranging from my parents to my grandparents to my great-grandparents and even further back.” He excitedly talked about his family lineage, but his mood suddenly dipped. “I just wish I wasn’t a failure…”

That last part caught Cole by surprise. Not knowing what to say, he tried his best to divert the conversation. “Now that I’ve heard a bit about your world’s superheroes, are you curious about what our world’s superheroes are like?”

Jaune’s pessimistic expression lightened a bit. “If it isn’t any trouble, then sure,” Jaune meekly responded. 

“Well, rather than explain them, why don’t we instead just watch them? There’s a specific order these movies must be watched in,” Cole said. “These movies all are apart of the same universe and while they all have their own unique plots, they follow an overarching narrative. So far, there’s 23 movies.

“What?! 23 movies?! That’s way too much!”

“Again, these movies are connected, and not in the sequel sense. Just sit back and relax. The first movie we’ll watch will be Captain America since it’s chronologically the first one. You’re in for a fun ride,” Cole insisted. 

Jaune nodded in understanding, though, still a tad overwhelmed by the amount of movies. He looked at the superhero with the big round shield with a star in the middle for another moment. “Yeah, let’s watch Captain America first.”

“I’m glad that you’re interested.” Cole cheered as he slid the disk into the movie player for later. 

Still holding the box, Jaune couldn’t help but continue focusing on Captain America’s shield. Cole didn’t fail to notice the knight’s fixation on the hero. Just from the box art itself, Cole could understand Jaune’s sudden fascination. All his life, he wanted to be a hero, but now look where he is. He’s now placed in a world that is indeed in some need of saving, not the saving that Jaune was planning to do.

“Alright, what kind of pizza?” Cole asked in an attempt to shift the blonde’s mind away from any negative thoughts he might be having.

“Oh, uh… I can eat just about any pizza, so long as you don’t put any anchovies on them, I’ll most likely eat it,” Jaune replied, sticking his tongue out in disgust. “Can’t stand the things! Way too salty.”

“Then how about we order a Pepperoni, and a dirty Hawaiian pizza.”

“Dirty Hawaiian?” Jaune asked, looking concerned by the name. 

“It’s just a type of pizza,” Cole tried calming his concerns. “It’s similar to a Hawaiian pizza, except with bacon and pepperoni thrown on top of it along with the ham. The word ‘dirty’ comes from the amount of gray and brown meat making it the pizza almost look dirty.” 

“Hope that your pizza looks similar to the one back home,” Jaune muttered hopefully under his breath.

“I’m sure it does,” Cole reassured, hoping that they did. Both worlds have pizza, so how different could it really be? “Do you want it delivered here or do you want to go pick it up.”

“Is it far?” Jaune asked.

“It’s actually just down the street,” Cole indicated with his thumb as he pointed it North.

“Well, if we’re going out already, then why don’t we just call it in and pick it up when we’re done shopping.”

“Alright, then we’ll do that,” Cole agreed, picking up his smartphone and dialing the pizza place and after confirming his order, he grabbed his jacket which was carrying his wallet and keys. 

They hopped into his car and started driving down to the local grocery store. At this time of day, most people would still be at work or school, so there were only a few people on the road making the drive a smooth and quick one. 

“So, if you’re going to stay with me in my world for a while, you’re going to need a toothbrush for a start,” Cole said.

“That’s right,” Jaune sighed. “Would probably also help if I had my own shampoo and body wash.”

“You don’t have to worry about that. I got a spare at home,” Cole assured. “Is there anything else that you can think of that you might need?”

During the rest of their trip, they brainstormed possible necessities Jaune will need.  Once parked and with a cart, the two walked between aisles to search for the toiletries Jaune was in desperate need of currently. “Thanks, for going out of your way to help me and all,” Jaune said as he pushed the cart. 

“Don’t mention it. It’s the least I can do for someone in your… kind of unique situation,” Cole said. Suddenly, Cole’s stomach started growling to notify him once again of his hunger. The leftovers that were still in the fridge would last for a little while longer, but only half as long than it originally would’ve since he’s now feeding two months instead of one. He took a moment to ponder what kind of food they should buy. It’d be easy to just buy a bunch of a single thing that’s easy to make, but he wanted to vary up the selection so that Jaune wouldn’t get bored of his food. It’s the least he could do for him… well, aside from letting him live at his house, but that’s beside the point.

While his mother taught him everything he knew about cooking, everything meant the extreme basics like scrambled eggs and some other simple breakfast dishes. His wallet was gonna take a definite blow from all this, but he didn’t mind all that much. The thought of just occasionally going to restaurants was quite tempting since he’d probably save money when compared to all the food he’ll probably burn in the process. Once done collecting and buying all of the blonde’s supplies, they drove down to the pizza joint and picked up their food, ready to now head back to Cole’s house. 

When they returned home, it was early in the afternoon. They placed Jaune’s new stuff on the stairs and moved to the kitchen to begin eating. As Cole started setting up the movie, Jaune prepared their plates of food and grabbed a couple sodas.  Entering the room, Jaune placed Cole’s plate on the coffee table and began eating his own slice. Two bites in, he stops chewing and glances over at Cole to see the guy giving him an amused look.

Gulping down his mouth of food, Jaune says, “I’m sorry I didn’t wait for you. I couldn’t help myself,” he chuckled weakly. 

“It’s cool. I don’t mind,” Cole waved off. Anyone would be hungry in such a stressful situation. “I take it that they look the same as the ones back on Remnant?”

“Yeah, they sure do,” Jaune happily answered as he sat down on the couch. “We ready?”

“Yup,” Cole confirmed as he plopped onto the couch and pressed the play button. 

Cole glanced at Jaune occasionally throughout the movie and was happy to see that the blonde watched the movie with such intensity like someone who’s rushing to make notes the day before their exam. It was the little things that brought that childlike excitement to Jaune like the moments when Captain America would continuously get beat down by his opponents, but he’d still get up and say ‘I can do this all day.’ However, after watching movies for a long while, Jaune said, “I think I could use a little break from the movies.” 

“I think I’ll join you,” Cole said as he stood up and stretched, feeling his back pop both satisfyingly and unsatisfyingly. He then began rubbing it sluggishly. He looked out at the time and saw that it was now past five.

“Do you exercise at all?” Jaune asked, wincing when he heard the sickening crack emanate from Cole’s spine.

“Hardly. I just go for a walk and ride my bike occasionally to  kill stress whenever it comes to haunt me,” Cole answered as he rolled his limbs in uncomfortable ways to alleviate the stiffness in his joints. “Used to do some lift weight in high school, but I lost all my motivation once college started.”

“I didn’t really start actively training before I was heading out to Beacon,” Jaune answered. 

Jaune changed into a pair of running shorts and athletic shirt that Cole lent him. They took a bottle of water for each of them. They walked out of the house and did stretched before they started so they wouldn’t get any cramps. When they were finished, they started their run.

Jaune proved just how much more athletic he was at the start by starting out with a powerful stride. He had managed to run down the street to see the shorter blonde was without any sign of fatigue and didn’t even have a light sweat coating his body. When he reached the end of the street he noticed that he left Cole behind. He ran back to him and when they were reunited, he still did not have sign of how tired he was.

Cole wasn’t to out of shape, and nothing about his body would indicate with his thin build and lack of a gut but compared to the young huntsman one would have thought that he had lived a life of nothing but sweets, alcohol, and smoking. Jaune was easily able to outpace him and move ahead. He was so focused on his runs that Jaune would be far ahead and when he noticed would head back to him. He expected that Jaune would be far more physically fit then him but couldn’t help but feel a little galled that he kept running ahead of him.

“Sorry for going on head,” Jaune apologized for the sixth time. 

“Are you sure about that? I could slow myself down so you can keep pace,” Jaune offered.

If it had already happened this much, then it would only happen even more. 

“Alright, if you’re sure,” Jaune answered and continued to run forward. 

Cole decided to do the opposite and head back home. His body burned. When he returned home, he half expected Jaune to already be there, drinking his water. He called out to the young man but didn’t hear any response. He took a quick shower and grabbed some more water to drink. By the time that he was finished, it had been a half hour and still the Huntsmen in training had yet to arrive. The earthborn human shrugged thinking that he would be fine. Against a Grimm and anyone from Remnant Jaune would have gotten his ass handed to him, but against a normal human from earth he would be able to wipe the floor with them. It was getting late when his front door opened, and he saw Jaune covered in sweat. He was breathing heavily and wiped his brow with his shirt. 

“Hey, had a good run?” Cole asked. The blonde seemed a little more relaxed then when they left.

“Yeah nice long one. Had enough energy in me to run for miles. I’m going to hop in the shower,” Jaune said as he took off his sweaty shirt.

Cole noticed that Jaune’s chest seemed a little puffier than it did this morning. His body was leaner as well. His arms had hints of muscle in them, but looked like strong womanly arms, and the fact that they were completely hairless only seemed to enforce it. He looked down at his legs and saw that they were just as hairless as his arms. He said slowly, “Jaune I think that whatever is happening to you has progressed a little more.”

Jaune looked at his arms and frowned when he saw them. He took in a deep breath and sighed. “Yeah look like it has.”

“I’ll warm up a plate for you,” Cole said.

“Thanks,” Jaune said quietly as he continued to bathroom.

When the blonde returned, he ate his food somberly, and Cole could not think of anything to talk about. By the time that he was finished, he said that he was going to bed, and Cole decided to do the same. Neither of them, thinking that something good would come tomorrow. 

, he wondered just how much more Jaune would change. These changes were taking a toll on both, but Jaune more so. Hours passed and soon it was lunch time. He knew that Jaune was alright since he heard him walking around and use the bathroom. 

He heard Jaune coming and looked up. He braced himself for what he might see, and his eyes widened when he saw him. His hair was longer and went down to his shoulders and framed his face. His face was noticeable softer, his nose smaller, his lips a little plumper, and his eye lashes were a little thicker. The clothes that he wore loosely hung on his body, and yet there was noticeable tent on his chest region that told him the growing orbs on his chest were little larger in size and Cole had force himself to look at the blonde’s face.

“I really am shrinking,” Jaune said gloomily. 

“I checked my clothes and they are changing as well,” Jaune said. “My sword and shield are the same, but the armor that I wore

“Okay,” Cole said, staring at her weirdly. “Alright if I take a look.”

The two went to the room that Jaune was using. Jaune picked up the arm braces and strapped them over his arms. When he finished, he grabbed the chest plate and rested it over his chest, showing that it would fit perfectly. 

Cole blinked. The armor really had shrunk, almost as if to fit Jaune’s changing body. The changing young man tossed the armor onto the bed and dived over to the pile that he arrived in.  He slipped on his hoodie and it fit perfectly over his smaller body. 

“Okay that’s something,” Cole sighed. He wasn’t sure if that really was a good thing or not.  On one hand, it meant that Jaune would always have something to wear, but it also meant that the whatever caused the transformation also affected He cut out the possibility of it being a disease. If it was then it wouldn’t have changed Jaune’s attire and he would have been changing already. It had to be something else then. 

“You’re telling me,” Jaune sighed as he took of the jacket, along with the armor that he was wearing. 

Cole stared at Jaune’s form and a pair of his mother’s pants with a belt. He sighed heavily as he wondered how he should talk to him about what it seemed like they would have to do. There was no easy way to go about it. No matter what, Jaune wasn’t going to like what he had to say. “Jaune there’s something that we need to talk about.” 

“What?” Jaune gulped. He noticed how tense he was and knew that it couldn’t be good.

“It’s...about your clothes,” Cole said tentatively, bracing himself for whatever response he might hear. 

“You think that I should get some new clothes?” Jaune asked, biting his lip. He looked over the clothes that he was wearing. It looked like he was wearing a older sibling or a boyfriend’s clothes. The thought made him blush. He quickly rubbed his cheeks and started walking around in circle to think. He could probably wear guy’s clothes, but he was willing to bet that they wouldn’t feel right. The clothes that Cole had been lending him moved across his skin felt weird the way it seemed to attack his body, especially his chest. 

Cole knew that Jaune wasn’t going to like this but didn’t quite expect such a reaction. He wouldn’t either. Would be for the best if he got clothes that were made for his changing body yes. “Jaune I’m not going to force you do it. It’s entirely your choice if we get them. It doesn’t have to be anytime soon.”

Jaune didn’t answer as he continued to think. It would only be a matter of time before Cole wouldn’t be able to give him any of his clothes to use at all. They needed to get him soothing to wear other then the clothes, that he had arrived in. 

Jaune thought for any possible solutions. He didn’t want to get new clothes to wear, and if he could would rather just keep wearing Cole’s. If they were to get him new clothes, then one of the things they would have to get would be bras. The thought of getting that article of clothing made him frantic. He couldn’t deny that they were getting bigger and pulling more on his back. He knew that the more they grew they would pull harder and had heard from his sisters the horror of back pain.

“We should go get me some new clothes when this is done,” Jaune said morosely.

“Alright then, when we’re sure the transformation is done and your ready we’ll go,” Cole said. He wouldn’t force jaune to go when it happened, and would make sure it was all at Jaune’s own pace. 

Cole went to his room to grab his own dirty clothes. They threw Jaune’s clothes into the washer, along with whatever dirty clothes that Cole had. They started the wash and went back to the living, the awkwardness filing like the room like a horrible miasma they wanted gone.

“So, what do you want to do now to pass the time?” Cole asked. He was trying to think of things that they could do to make the mood lighter, but so far all he could think about was doing another entertainment marathon.  “Do you want to go out somewhere to have some fun. Maybe go out and see a movie?”

His home town wasn’t filled with many grand things. There were a few things that they could do like go out to the movies, but Jaune wouldn’t have any idea of what was out there.  There were a few arcades they could, but they were a bit out of the way and considering what they could do here. Most of all he wasn’t sure that Jaune would be up for making a trip after having something like this dropped on him. 

“I don’t feel like watching some more movies. I always like cartoons and animated shows, so if you know any good ones that we could watch, it would be pretty cool to see them,” Jaune answered. “I trust that whatever you show me will be good.”

He pondered over what he should show him. There had been many anime that he had been meaning to catch up or start on like Jojo’s Bizarre adventures, Castlevania, and Seven Deadly Sins. He could show him some of his favorite series, like the Fate franchise. He enjoyed them every time he watched them, despite knowing what was going to happen and never got tired of watching, especially when he was watching them with someone. That was part of the fun, seeing someone’s reactions to what you know was coming.

He remembered the multitude of Fate series and decided that Jaune might like those. The blonde did say that he liked the stories of heroes and all. So learning about them while seeing some action might be something that he would like. For a moment, he considered showing him Fate/Zero but remembered how much the series had turned off his friends when they had first seen it. 

In the end he decided to show him Fate/Apocrypha. It had in his opinion the best fights, and the most heroes. He turned on the first episode and settled on the couch as the opening started.

After the 8th episode, Cole looked at Jaune and saw that his fellow had passed out on his couch. He breathed heavily in and out and the expression on his face looked like he was having a nightmare. 

“Jaune!” Cole said sharply and shook him awake. He gasped when he saw Jaune’s face was starting to change. 

The blonde’s lips started to grow larger, as if they were swollen from an allergic reaction or bug bites. His nose grew smaller into a cute button nose, that looked almost too small on his face. His cheekbone started to rise higher, as his jawline started to soften. Any trace of hair he might have had started to disappear, as if he was getting the closest shave he ever had in his life. In moments, there wasn’t even the trace of a shadow of hair over his lower jaw. The rest of his face wasn’t far behind and had finished changing into a beautiful woman’s face that blew every girl he met look plain. The boy’s throat slimmed down and lost the Adam's apple in his throat.

The young man felt cold, he knew Jaune had been changing during the night, but this was the first time he had seen it happen.The pit in his stomach grew when he heard the blonde moan and his eyes groggily opened as his head shook side to side. 

“Oh uh thanks, was having a pretty bad nightmare,” Jaune yawned and stopped when he heard his voice. He blinked when he saw Cole’s pale face. “D-Did I change more? Oh gods my voice!”

Cole gulped. He wasn’t sure what to say that could help Jaune relax, or if that was even an option. The moment Jaune saw his face he was understandably going to freak out. 

Jaune looked at the mirror on the wall, and gasped when he saw his voice.  He started to breath deeply in and out and fell back onto the couch. “W-What! I….I look like...” 

Cole’s body moved forward and held Jaune. The blonde didn’t fight him and simply returned it. The now feminine faced boy pushed his face into his shoulder. He could feel the blonde shiver as he held him as tight as he could. He said softly. “I’m here Jaune. No matter what happens next I’m here. I promise I’m going to stand by you and help you however I can. ”

Jaune didn’t answer except hold him tighter. Cole could feel something wet hit his shoulders and have no doubt it was tears. They stayed holding each other, until they eventually separated. Still, Jaune held his hand as if it was a lifeline, as if the moment he let go, Cole would disappear into ashes. 

“Do you want to talk about it?” Cole asked. 

“...I dreamt I was back home with my family,” Jaune sniffled. “We were together in a park in a town we went to all the time called Shion. I got pulled away by something, like vines or tentacles into a portal and then spat out somewhere else. I ran to catch up with them, but when I did they didn’t recognize me and told me to leave them alone.”

Jaune’s voice cracked and Cole held his hand, squeezing it comfortingly. Jaune took a deep shaky breath and Cole rubbed circles in his hand. Cole said. “You don’t have to tell me. If it's too painful or hard you can stop.”

“I...I can tell you, I just need a minute. I kept telling them I was their brother, but they said I wasn’t the Jaune they knew. I told them that I was, but then they said I look nothing like him. I was frozen in place and told them I hadn’t changed at all, but then they pulled out a mirror to show me my face and I saw...I looked like...like.”

Cole pulled the blonde back into a hug, since it was the only thing he could think of doing. He knew what Jaune was going to say, even if he couldn’t express it. The face he saw in the mirror was the one he had now. Jaune trembled in his arms and knew he needed support right now and was probably too afraid to go to sleep because of what he might dream. An embarrassing idea came to him, one he thought Jaune might not agree to, but hoped it would provide some comfort.

“Jaune do you want to sleep in my room for the night?” Cole asked and blushed as he quickly added. “I would be sitting in the chair I have in there so the bed would be all your’s.”

“Oh uh….yeah…. just give me a minute,” Jaune yawned. 

Cole studied Jaune’s form and was reminded far too much of his own in the morning when he first woke up. The way he naturally leaned back and seemed to snuggle into the pillows as if they were perfect clouds. If Jaune was anything like himself, he would have been unable to move with how comfortable and would have to force himself to get off his butt. He blushed as he picked Jaune up and was surprised by how much lighter the blonde weighed then he thought. 

“Wh-What are you doing?” Jaune asked, his face burning a bright red.

“I’m taking you to my room,” Cole answered. 

“Y-You don’t have to carry me like this! I can walk!”

“Maybe but I didn’t want to take a gamble and have you sleeping on the couch,” Cole replied as he carried Jaune to his room and gently placed him on the bed. He pulled the covers over him. Jaune’s arms moved out of the blankets and wrapped a bundle of them up in his arms as his eyes closed. 

Cole couldn’t help but smile, a part of him wanting to take a picture, but stopped that desire, knowing it would be awkward on all levels. He sat in his chair, passing the time, until Jaune started to let out small snores. He sneaked his way out of the room and quietly shut the door. He sighed and hoped that tomorrow would go okay, because that was the best thing that he could hope for. He knew that it was a foolish hope to think that it would end up being a good one with how things were currently going. 

Jaune moaned as his eyes fluttered open, a heaviness still over them and the rest of his body feeling like it was wrapped in a cozy cocoon. He looked over to where Cole had been the night before, and saw the chair he sat in unoccupied. The feminine boy frowned, a part of him hoping he would have been there. He didn’t hear or smell anything that indicated Cole was awake so it had to be early.

The Arc scion looked around the room, looking for something to tell the time, and stopped as a realization hit him. This was the first time he had been in Cole’s room without him in here. He had seen it numerous times when he was passing by. He looked at the bookcase, which had shelves filled with books, movies and games. The blonde forced himself out of his bed and moved closer to study the figures, one of which he recognized was Ruler from Fate. Next to it, was a figure of a curvaceous woman with long red hair and blood red spear dressed in a black spandex outfit. The last figure was a young blonde woman who held a white and black blade and was dressed in a fetish based wedding dress.

Jaune looked through the books and could easily see a few of them were novels. He pulled out some of the other books and saw that they were actually art books for video games. He flicked through one of them that said Devil May Cry and was amazed by the artwork and designs of the monsters. He pulled out another one and saw another one that said Final Fantasy and was just as amazed by what was inside it. The one behind it was titled Fire Emblem Awakening, and looked like another fantasy game. The blonde was disappointed to see most of the pages were filled with dialogue from the game.

The young man froze when he saw the next book’s cover was a picture of four busty girls with the title Senran Kagura above them. A heavy feeling formed in his stomach as he hesitantly picked up the book. He looked through the book and the feeling grew when he saw a small section about the book and the word word in all bright red caps. Jaune took a deep breath and started flicking through the pages, his face darkening at what he saw. The book was filled with pictures of the girls, art in the game he bet in sexy attire like bikinis and in compromising positions.

“Does he like girls like this?” Jaune wondered as she continued to look through the pages. Before all of this he would have loved to see girls like this in real life. He wondered why he cared what Cole liked when it came to girls now. He knew he liked girls who were beautiful, and a refined look to them. If they had a curvaceous figure like the girls in these pictures did it would just be a bonus to him.

Heat started to build up between his legs and they instinctively moved closer. He reached down to adjust his pants, but noticed when his hand brushed over his junk it was limp. Jaune blinked and looked down to check and much to his astonishment it was.

Jaune groaned as a sudden queasy came over him that reminded him of all the times he went flying. His stomach churned and his head started to feel as if someone was squeezing on it. He quickly placed the book bag and ran into the bathroom, the queasy feeling getting worse. A pleased moan escaped his lips and the young man covered his mouth and slammed the door shut behind him. He rushed over to the shower and turned it on, flipping the switch as hard as he could. The water shot from the shower and the bottom of the tub, sounding like rain hitting a metal trash can.

Jaune breathed heavily as he put down the seat and sat on the toilet. His body started to sweat as his equipment down below started feeling as if someone was caressing them. He unbuttoned his pants and shimmied them, along with his underwear off his body. His heavy breathing grew as another moan that was a mixture of pleasure and worry escaped his lips. A sharp gasp escaped his lips and his eyes bulged when he saw they were starting to shrink. The boy gulped as he watched his junk continue to shrink. Panic filled his mind as his body grew sweatier from the ever increasing heat. 

The Arc scion could only stare as his stuff continued to rise. Through the fog of pleasure, confusion swirled through his mind about what he should do. He couldn’t think of a way to keep his balls, or even if he should try. The transformation had been unstoppable in its approach and even if he delayed it now, he didn’t know if he would be able to later. He couldn’t imagine going through life, looking so much like a woman and gaining the attention of men only to be shot down when they heard what he really was. Especially if he did gain a respectable set of curves. He didn’t know how much he would develop, but if he was anything like his sisters they would be substantial, only making him more attractive to them.

Jaune shivered as one of his balls was sucked into and gasped as the other retreated into his body, feeling as if he just found sweet release. The boy shivered and couldn’t help but watch his shrinking member. His toes curled in frightful anticipation as he decided to watch as the last bit of his original identity disappeared inside of him. The shaft of his manhood continued to get smaller until all he could see was the head of it. He gasped again when he felt the last remnant of his masculinity was sucked inside of him. His legs quivered as if he was standing on stage in front of a large crowd of professors.

Jaune stared at the new opening between his, or rather now her legs in mystified wonder. She had seen pictures and diagrams for female organs in class and other places, but never thought she would have been the one to have one. Her fingers reached down to confirm it was really there, but stopped a few scant inches away from it. The new girl couldn't bring herself to touch herself down there, despite the curiosity that burned in her brain. The questions she had of what it was like and if it felt any different to her old equipment when she...pleased herself. 

The new female Arc’s blush brightened to the point her ears felt like they were on fire and her face looked like a tomato. She had lived with several sisters who needed some alone time, and despite their efforts, she managed to hear them at times. It was a question that plagued her for some time, but she never had the will to ask them simply because of how awkward it was. Now if she ever worked up the courage to find out she would know for sure. 

The now eighth Arc sister breathed in and out and forced her mind to focus on something else. She noticed how sticky her wardrobe was and how it seemed to cling to her frame. The thought of staying in such dirty clothes made her grimace and want to get out of them.

She walked out of his room and went to the bathroom on the other side of the house, but stopped when she passed by his parent’s bedroom. Cole hadn’t shown her what their room, and wondered what it looked like inside. She gulped, as her hands ached, almost begging for her to open the door. Her mind told her it would be rude and if he found out he might not be happy about her going inside. She hadn’t paid it too much earlier, but now she wanted to know more about him. Her gut told her there was a clue in there that would tell her more about him she hadn’t seen yet. Her hand moved as she debated what to do in her head and grabbed the handle. She slowly, quietly opened the door and poked her head inside. 

In the room there was a large king size bed in the center of the room along with several grey dressers, one at the end of the room, and another along the wall. There were white lamps on nightstands covered with paperwork. On the walls were dozens of family pictures along with an old wooden guitar which had many dings and scratches on it. There were several paintings and murals with quotes on them, like one which talked about what it meant to be a mother and who said it. 

Jaune went over to the guitar and ran her hands over it. One of the reasons why she had continued to learn how to play it was because she thought girls liked guys who knew how to play guitar. From her experience it worked with mixed results with how other people could get girls that, and yet she couldn’t when she tried. Still despite how much it didn’t seem to work, playing it was relaxing. She wanted to take it off right now and start playing a song, but worried if Cole saw her, or if she would wake him up. Maybe she could talk to him about it later and he would let her play it or something. 

She looked at one of the photos and saw a younger Cole holding what seemed to be the same guitar that was on the wall. Next to him was an older man with greying black hair, who had to be his father and a woman on the other side who was probably his mother. She looked at his mother and could easily admit she was a pretty thing with dark red hair and green eyes. She had a narrow face and thin lips along with a sharp nose. His father’s features were hard with a sharp jawline, and prominent features, almost like a sculpture had started it and was in the process of refining them but stopped suddenly. 

The blonde scratched her head.  She had thought he got his looks from his mother, but couldn’t quite see them in her either. Cole’s face looked off, when she tried to say who he looked more like. He looked more handsome then them, and the shape of his nose seemed off. She looked through the various pictures of him at several sporting events, and with trips with what looked to be friends and other family members. She looked through them and couldn’t quite see the looks in Cole. Whenever she tried one specific side of the family it just didn’t work. She shrugged, it was possible she was putting too much thought into this. After all, they could have just merged together to form his admittedly handsome face.

After a few moments, Jaune’s stench hit her nose, making her wince and reminding her how much she stinked. The new woman slowly closed the door to the bedroom and went into the bathroom. She looked at the shower and shrugged as she decided to put it to use. She stripped off her clothes and adjusted the shower’s heat, so she wouldn’t boil herself. She stepped into the shower and let out a content sigh as the warm water went down her body.

Jaune’s longer hair was matted down by the water as she played with the locks by her shoulders. She did her best to keep her eyes upward, since looking down would only remind her of her loss of masculinity. Even now in here her mind wandered to her new organs and whispered to her now was the perfect time to see what it was like. The noise would drown out anything she made and Cole would never know. Her head lowered slightly, and the sight of her flat chest made her frown as her first question of the morning returned. She looked at her boring chest and her flat posterior and slouched. The disappointment and wonder of his preferences drowned out any desire to see what it might have been like to play with herself. 

Jaune used what soap and shampoo she could find and cleaned herself, being careful of where her hands went. When she was finished she turned off the shower and opened the curtain to get a towel, but much to her dismay she didn’t see one. She looked around to see if there was a pile she could reach out for and quickly hop back in the shower until she was dry. She bit her lip, wondering what she could do so she didn’t track water all over the bathroom. The sound off footstep caught her attention and knew it had to be Cole. She sighed as she stepped out of the shower and walked to the door, and opened it slightly.

“Cole!” Jaune called out, hoping he heard her. 

“Jaune? Is everything alright?” He said, making Jaune sigh in relief. 

“I’m fine, I just need a towel,” Jaune answered. “Could you get me one please?”

“Yeah sure,” Cole replied. For a moment, he had forgotten that Jaune’s voice had changed along with his voice. In his mind he couldn’t deny how cute Jaune sounded now, and if he didn’t know better would have really thought they were a girl. His mind wondered what the blonde would have sounded like if he started singing a song. He grabbed a thin towel from the nearby closet and handed it to her. 

“Thanks,” Jaune said as she took the towel. She shut the door and wrapped it around her body. When she was sure it was secured around her body, she sighed and opened the door. She froze when she saw Cole standing there, who immediately froze and stood there like a deer in headlights. 

Cole gulped as his face darkened and his eyes roamed over Jaune’s form of their will. This was the first time he had seen the blonde’s body in its entirety. The whole time he had been here, Jaune’s changing form had been shrouded by the clothes he wore. He could tell how much Jaune had changed, but this was the first time he really saw Jaune’s slim, toned arms and legs. Jaune didn’t have any real curves, but it did nothing to detract from the feminizing boy’s natural beauty. His eyes returned to Jaune’s face and saw the blonde pucker his lips, as his face turned red again. 

The earthborn realized how uncomfortable he must be making Jaune, and quickly looked away. Despite his efforts, his eyes peaked again at him and saw Jaune’s legs were fidgeting as if he was trying to gather his courage. He noticed the blonde’s knees bent in and his eyes felt like they were going to pop out of their sockets at how the towel stuck to his skin. His breath hitched when he saw the towel stick to his private region and instead of a bump saw a dent. His mouth dropped as he realized Jaune’s new physical gender. His mind scrambled as he looked at Jaune’s burning face, trying to think of anything to say.

Jaune bit her lip at Cole’s expression and knew he saw what she had between her legs now. Her face burned with such intensity it was a wonder that steam hadn’t poured out of her ears. Her mind whirled and her stomach felt as if someone was driving like they were a race car driver. A loud squeal escaped her mouth as she rushed to the door. She brushed past Cole and quickly said, “Excuse me!”

Cole watched the blonde run into his room and quickly shut the door behind her. He ran his hands over his face and exhaled through his mouth. He clasped his hands together and brought them up to his forehead as the moment he saw between Jaune’s legs play out in a loop. He turned around too head back to the kitchen to get himself a drink. He stopped when he heard his bedroom door open, and saw Jaune peeking her head through, her face still as dark as when she ran out of the bathroom.

“C-Can I borrow some clothes?” Jaune asked. “I just realized I didn’t have anything except what I wore and well...that’s still in the bathroom.”

“Y-Yeah. I got some workout clothes bundled up in the drawer on the right, above my socks and next to that is the underwear. Just borrow a pair of my boxers if you want as well and that should cover everything,” Cole said.

“Thanks!” Jaune said and shut the door to his room.

“Your welcome!” Cole said and then sighed tiredly. “Not how I thought my morning would go at all.”

The young man sat down at the closest empty seat of the table and made his plate of cereal. He heard his bedroom door open, and saw Jaune walking down the hall. She wore a plain white T-shirt and a pair of black workout shorts. His mind wandered to the thought of her working out, with how perfect she would have belonged. He gulped at the thought of seeing her in the gym on his college campus working out. It would have been impossible for him not to take a look, and possibly stare depending on what she was doing. 

Jaune sat at the other end of the table and quietly made her own bowl for breakfast. When she was finished, she sat down in the seat across from him. The blonde quietly began to eat her meal, doing her best to keep her eyes off of him. Her eyes widened as she slowly started to chew it and hummed happily from the taste. 

“You like it?” Cole asked.

“Yeah,” Jaune said. “It's not as good as Pumpkin Pete’s, but I still like it.”

“What was it like? The cereal I mean?”

“The cereal was very sugary and had marshmallows like this one does, though it tasted more like pumpkin pie,” Jaune answered. “I actually got to meet the mascot for them before I got here. She seemed nice, if a little nervous.”

Cole hummed as he wondered what the rest of the RWBY cast would have looked like. If Jaune was anything to go by then the boys and girls, at least the main cast had to be knockouts in terms of looks. Thoughts of what some of the girls looked like filled his mind and made him curious about what they would look like if they were here in front of him now. He shelved those thoughts aside and went back to eating his cereal. No sense thinking about it when he would never get a true answer. 

She sighed as strands of her longer hair fell in front of her, and almost fell on her meal. She expertly folded the loose strands of hair behind her ears and resumed eating. The thought of getting a scrunchie or putting her hair into a ponytail or something looking more appealing. It was something she would have to thank her sisters for making her learn how to work with longer hair when she was younger.

Cole’s eyes had wandered over her and watched her as she fixed her hair, making his face blush. The way she positioned her blonde hair perfectly framed her face, and highlighted her graceful features. Despite how she was dressed, she looked like she could have been a model, or the school idol with how pretty she was. He could easily imagine her being a part of the popular crowd, and the girl everyone wanted to be with. The thought of seeing her in a dress came to him and he couldn’t help but feel his face burn brighter. He unconsciously muttered, “Beautiful.”

Jaune paused in mid-bite of the last bit of her meal. She slowly looked up at him with full cheeks, the food still in her mouth. 

Cole wondered why she was looking at him like that, but realized he accidentally said what he thought out loud. His face darkened and he immediately looked down at his plate to avoid anymore additional awkwardness. He quickly started to chew on his food and swallowed, but felt it go down the wrong pipe and started coughing. He pounded on his chest and shook his head. 

Seeing what was happening she quickly got out of her seat and rushed over to him. On the way over, she remembered she had food in her mouth and quickly chewed her meal and swallowed. She picked up his glass of orange juice and helped him drink it. He chugged down the drink when he felt an opening in his drinking. The drink went down his throat, and the coughing started to die down. 

When he was done drinking, he placed the empty cup on the table. He breathed in and out to make sure he wasn’t going to start coughing again and exhaled in relief. “Thanks Jaune.”

“Not a problem,” Jaune said as she looked away from him, but remained where she was. A mix of feelings coursed through her being that she couldn’t quite tell. Normally she would have hated being called beautiful or cute because of how her sisters treated her when they were younger. They would style her hair when she was younger like putting it in pigtails and bows, and dress her up as if she was a girl. It made her feel less of a man and embarrassed that she couldn’t really do anything to stop it. Hearing it from Cole was the first time she didn’t mind being called beautiful, and in fact actually liked it. “Did you really mean that?”

Cole blinked and immediately turned his head to Jaune. “W-What?”

“Never mind,” Jaune said quietly and went to leave with a disappointed frown. She wanted nothing more than to be away from this weird awkwardness and how she was feeling about him.

“Jaune wait,” Cole called out to her. Jaune stopped and turned to look at him curiously, making him freeze. His tongue felt like it had been tied into knots. He opened his mouth and managed to get out. “I...I think you’re beautiful.”

The moment those words left his mouth he saw Jaune freeze and dark red blush cover her face. Jaune looked away from him, and he couldn’t help but do the same. Cole felt like an idiot for saying that. It had to have been the worst thing he could have said to someone who was formerly male. If their positions were reversed he would have taken it as an insult. He was surprised that Jaune hadn’t walked off and slowly looked up to see her legs were in the same place. He wanted to see her face, but couldn’t work up the will to look.

“I’ll...I’ll help you clean up,” Jaune said and rushed back to the table.

“Thank,” Cole replied and stood up. He picked up his dirty plate and silverware as Jaune picked up her’s. 

As the two quietly went over to the dishwasher and started to place their stuff inside. As they did the awkwardness seemed to grow and become more noticable like a bad smell.  It continued to grow with how close they were to each other as they worked. When they were finished, they placed the soap inside and turned the washer on. They went back to the table picked up the jugs of orange juice, milk, and everything else they were using away and put it in the fridge. When everything was they checked to make sure they got everything and were pleased to see they did.

The two shot each other a quick look and immediately looked away. Now the chore was done there was nothing to distract themselves from the strangling sense of awkwardness that continued to grow. Neither of them knew what they wanted to say, or what they should say. It was strange, considering there had been a natural easiness talking to each other at first. It made them wish they could just talk about things like they had when they first met, when they could just say something and it was fine. Fine as everything was considering the circumstances anyway.

“Well I’m going to watch some TV,” Cole said and stiffly left the room. He wanted nothing more than to be out of here so he could think over what he should say. The time spent alone focused on something would make his mind wander to whatever was bothering him and give him ideas on how to approach it. Hopefully it would also let her get over what anger and weirdness he brought up and they could talk to each other easier.

Jaune watched him leave and felt a pang in her heart which felt as if there was a weight on her chest. For some reason the thought of being away from him made her feel depressed and even a little empty for some reason. She couldn’t place why and wished she knew why. All of these strange feelings made her wish she had someone to talk to about all of this, like her parents or even one of her sisters. Preferably the former, over the latter as they would no doubt tease her about her new gender and what they could gleam from her plight.

The moment Cole entered the room he felt a heaviness come over him. A yawned escaped his mouth as he suddenly felt a weight come over him. He was feeling more mentally exhausted than anything else and wondered if it was because of what he said. It wouldn't be a surprise if it was, because of how much he felt like an idiot for doing so and possibly angering or embarrassing Jaune. He slouched down on the couch and propped his feet on the small table in front of him. Cole yawned as he picked up the remote and pondered over what he should watch. 

He had watchlists on Amazon Prime and Netflix, but wasn’t sure if he wanted to watch any of them. A thought came over him and he remembered his friend’s talking about anime they had seen, and one of them had recently seen Food Wars. He had heard nothing but praise for the show, from multiple sources on youtube as well. Perhaps now was the perfect time to watch and see if it really was as good as people said. He pulled the show up on Crunchyroll and pressed play and snuggled deeper into the couch.

As he was about to press play he noticed Jaune slowly entering the room. She scratched her arm and gulped as she bit her lip. The blonde opened and closed her mouth, as if she was trying to say something, but couldn’t. An embarrassed blush formed on her face and she gulped as she opened her mouth and softly said. “Can I join you for whatever you’re watching?”

“Of course. Plenty of couch to go around,” Cole smiled, happy to see he hadn’t offended Jaune. He couldn’t bring himself to look at Jaune’s face out of fear of having a repeat of what happened at the breakfast table. She was simply so adorably cute right now he wanted to get up and hug her. His fingers curled as they demanded he get up and do what he wanted to his friend. The voice in his head whispered since they were friends, Jaune wouldn’t mind, but he forced it down. He knew it would be awkward to say the least and Jaune might actually get offended.

Jaune sat on the other end of the couch and stretched out her legs out on the coffee table. She pulled a blanket hanging on the couch over her lower body and propped a pillow behind her. When she was finished she said, “Thanks, so what is this show about?”

“It’s called Food Wars in english,” Cole answered. “I don’t really know too much about it aside from the name. From what my friends have told me it's a good cooking show.”

The show began and the two watched as it explained what was happening and the world. They were introduced to the main characters and found them interesting and the focus on food. The two knew it was the main priority of the show, but it was the first time they heard things described as such. It made their stomachs rumble and them want to get up and grab a snack, despite the fact they already ate.

Jaune stiffened when she saw a curvy woman in a suit enter the scene. Her eyes were locked on the exposed woman’s cleavage and her exposed thighs. She twitched when she saw the camera settle on her bust and watched it bounce. It felt like a taunt to her, as if it was telling her no matter how pretty she was, she didn’t have any real curves and couldn’t be attractive. Her mind went back to the book in his room and her question from earlier. She looked down at her uninteresting body and felt a pang in her chest because of her lack of curves and had to hold back a groan. The blonde couldn’t understand why this issue was bothering her so much, considering she was a boy.

Jaune glanced at Cole, wondering what he was thinking about the woman. Much to her confusion, she saw the young man’s face was frozen, almost as if he was stunned by something. His eyes shifted to her and he quickly looked away, an action she immediately mirrored. The awkwardness was starting to return to the levels which made it hard to talk to each other and she hated it. She wanted to go back to when it was easier to talk to him. She sighed as she focused back on the show to pass the time until the weirdness passed.

The blonde found herself enjoying the show more than she thought she would as she continued to watch the show. She was happy when the woman was gone, and hoped she wouldn’t return with her goons, but much to her dismay she did. To her surprise, the main character didn’t let his anger get the best of him as he served the woman her food. Her mouth opened when she saw the woman essentially go through a food orgasm. A blush formed on her face as her mind started to imagine naughty scenarios. The way she was acting and the way it focused on her curves only served as a painful reminder of her own lack of curves. 

The awkwardness returned, and this time rose to new heights as they continued to watch. It was so out there, so ridiculous that they just couldn’t turn away, no matter how much they wanted to. It was like seeing an accident happen from the result of dropping a penny on the ground that led to a series of events that led to the most embarrassing moment of their lives. The only thing they could hear was what was happening right on the screen in front of them. An explosion could have gone off right in front of them, but they would have never noticed. 

The moment the foodgasm scene passed, Cole paused the scene. He sucked on his lips as sweat went down his face. He cleared his throat and said, “Maybe we should watch something else. Does that sound good to you?”

Jaune turned to Cole and breathed out, and breathed out. She looked up at him, her face burning slightly and asked. “Cole do you like girls like that? Girls that are curvy?”

Cole froze, the question was so unexpected his mind froze, the words repeated in his head as if they were on loop. He never noticed the remote slipped from his hand, until it crashed on the ground, bringing him out of his stupor. He hurriedly rushed down to pick it up and asked, believing and praying he heard wrong. “I’m sorry but I think I heard you wrong. Could you repeat your question please?”

“I asked if you like curvy girls?” Jaune asked.

Cole gulped as his heart fell through the metaphorical heart in his stomach. It was a question so out there, so unexpected to hear Jaune ask at this point he couldn’t help but answer. “Yeah, I like curvy girls.”

Jaune felt a dagger made of despair and anger pierce her heart. She looked away from him, as she crossed her arms over her chest. Her frustration grew and again she still couldn’t understand why she was so angry at him for what he liked, and herself. He said she was beautiful, but the words seemed so hollow to her, as if he was just saying them.

“What’s the matter?” Cole asked. “And why did you want to know that?”

Jaune took a deep breath and turned back to him with a determined expression and a faint blush as her hands went limp at her side. She scooted closer to him, until she was next to him. Her hands fell on the couch and immediately balled into fists, the leather squeaking slightly. She slowly leaned in closer to him, making Cole instinctively scoot away, but he didn’t have any couch to move to. She took a deep breath and asked, her voice shaky. “Did you really mean what you said in the kitchen? You weren't just saying I was beautiful to mess me, but because you actually think I’m beautiful right?”

“Why is it such a big deal?” Cole asked, wondering if this was really happening.

“Because I really want to know if you think so, I have to know. In your room I saw a book with a bunch of animated curvy girls on it, and now we’re watching anime where a girl is practically orgasming,” Jaune replied. Her face darkened as the thought of those girls came back to her and the pictures inside the book. “I just...I need to know.”

Cole wished he had thought of the possibility of her finding something like that before he put her to bed. It probably would have made their lives a little easier now, and avoided all of this. In retrospect he was surprised Jaune hadn’t found anything like that earlier since she had started living here. They could have avoided all of this awkwardness if he could also have kept his mouth shut. Oh well, there was nothing he could do now, except answer her question, and hope it made things easier for both of them.

“Do you really think I’m beautiful, even though I don’t have any curves?” Jaune sighed.

“Jaune curves don’t really matter to me. I like them, but they aren’t everything, or even the majority of it,” Cole answered without any hesitation or even a slight stutter. “You are easily the prettiest girl I have ever seen in my life.”

Jaune stared into his eyes and could see he wasn’t lying and truly meant those words. Her chest felt a little lighter and for some reason she felt happy. The blonde focused on the feeling and tried to decipher what she felt. Her mind strayed back to her days in school before she snuck off to Beacon and the feelings she had for old classmates. The girl’s mind stalled as she finally had an idea as to what the feelings she had for him were. She leaned back on the couch, looking relieved, chipper, and even slightly happy. She stood up and Cole stiffened as she walked next to him and said, “Thanks for being honest with me.”

“Not a problem, and I’m going to be honest with you Jaune every time,” Cole promised.

“I can see that, and it makes me glad. I want to be alone for a little bit, I need to think about some things,” Jaune said, and went to the room she had been using.

Cole leaned back on the couch, wondering what he should do now he was alone. He didn’t want to stay in his room in case Jaune wanted to talk about something, or if she needed help.  After a moment he shrugged and decided he would play a game to pass the time. He didn’t know how long he fought against hordes of zombies in Resident Evil, but paused when he heard footsteps. He looked and saw Jaune, still wearing the clothes she had borrowed from him this morning.

“Hey Jaune, how are you feeling?” Cole asked as he put the controller to the side. 

“Yeah, I’m feeling better, my mind’s a little more at ease now, but everything’s still all...mixed up and all in my head. I need to get some air and I was thinking about going on a jog, do you want to go with me?” 

“Sure just give me a minute to change into some spare running clothes I have and then we can go,” Cole said. He turned off the system and headed into his room. He changed into a black workout short and red running shorts. When he was finished changing, he stepped out of his room, and saw her tightening the string on her shorts. He quickly looked for his shoes in case he might see something he shouldn’t. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Jaune slipping on her shoes,

“I’ll be outside waiting for you,” Jaune said as she stepped out of the house. She took a deep breath as the warm summer air gently hit her face, and enjoyed how the sun beamed down on her. It would be good to get some real exercise, since the two of them haven't done it for the past few days. She heard people running and turned to see a pair of female joggers coming closer. The blonde watched the women run past her, and her eyes traveled lower to see the pair had ample behinds that bounced in tune with their steps and thick thick juicy thighs. 

Jaune frowned as a wave of insecurity hit her again, just like when Cole said she was beautiful. She looked down at her chicken-like legs and then behind her at her own posterior, making her insecurity grow. She ran her hand across her buttocks and didn’t feel any real cushion, and could easily feel the back of her pelvis and tailbone. The blonde frowned at her own lack of curves, something she still felt strange for thinking. The fact she wanted to look more feminine was strange to her, but guessed it was partially because since she was one now, she didn’t want to feel inadequate. The other half she dare not think, because she still wasn’t sure if it was what she thinks.

The door opened and the blonde quickly turned to see Cole with bottles of water in his pockets. He stopped, studying her and asked, “Are you alright Jaune? You look a little gloomy.”

“It’s nothing,” Jaune answered and started taking off running. She looked behind her and exclaimed. “Try to keep up!”

“Wait for me!” Cole cried and chased after her. He ran faster than he intended to keep up with her, and managed to maintain a good distance behind her. Trying to catch up with her or pull ahead was impossible with how his lungs started to burn, and his legs ached as they hit the ground. His eyes settled on her long luscious hair that looked like it was floating behind her and felt another wave of energy come over him. Something inside of him was spurred on by it, almost as if it was a banner or a marker that inspired him on. He didn’t want to look weak in front of her for some reason, as if he needed to prove something to her. 

Jaune breathed in and out at a steady pace, as her body started to heat up. The blonde felt good, strong, and had a growing sense of ease that made her feel happy. Doing this she didn’t have to worry about anything and could just focus on what she was doing now and brush off her insecurities. It didn't matter how curvy she was, only that she could run, even so she wondered what it would be like to have juicy thighs and a bodacious rump like those women. Would she notice the bounce of her enlarged behind as she walked around, or would she not?

A stronger feeling of warmth came over her legs and butt, almost as if someone was touching them. The feeling grew and Jaune eyes widened as the realization it couldn’t be natural, and possibly tied to whatever was transforming. She started to slow down slightly, as she looked over her shoulder at her flat butt. She couldn’t see any sign of growth and placed her hands on her behind. It didn’t feel any larger, but as the heat on her limbs and lungs died down, the warmth from her buttocks continued to grow. It was pleasing, almost comforting, as if she was close to a campfire.

“Hey Jaune!” Cole said, breathing at an even pace. “Why did you slow down? Getting tired?”

Jaune’s eyes snapped to him, for a moment she had forgotten what she was doing, and that Cole was behind her. She struggled not to smile and look natural and replied, “Yeah I’m fine, just wanted to make sure you were still there.”

The blonde quickly started running at her usual pace, leaving Cole behind, making him groan. The moment she was ahead of him, she let her smile blossom and lightly moaned from how the increasing warmth on her butt and thighs made her feel. She could feel a pressure building up underneath it and gulped as it only added to the pleasure she was feeling. The pressure continued to grow, making it harder for her to focus on her run. It soon reached a point where she almost needed to stop because of how awkward it was to run. She grabbed her butt and squeezed, and shivered from how she felt. Her butt wasn’t different in size, but it didn’t matter with how her fingers made the heat and pressure she felt as if someone was lustfully squeezing her tokus.

Before she stopped running the intense pressure she felt, she started to release, making her moan erotically. As the pressure started to escape her body, the warmth that continued to occupy her butt grew to new heights. An intense heat formed between her legs, centered on her female organs that made her bite her lips and want to reach down and finger herself. She bet that if she still had male junk it would have gone erect from how pleasurable it was. Her hands cupped the bottom of her butt and squeezed, fighting the urge to truly see what it was like as a woman. 

Not too far behind her, Cole breathed in and as he kept getting closer to Jaune. He was amazed at how far he had come, and was actually able to keep pace with her. His eyes wandered over her form and the first thought that came to him was how cute she looked. More energy filled his being as he continued to catch up to her and was amazed he was able to run this far. He never could have run this far and maintained a pace like this before and knew it was only because of her he was able to run this far.

The young man blinked when her thighs started looking larger to him, he slowed slightly as his eyes were locked onto them. He wondered if he was actually seeing things, and the heat and tiredness was finally hitting him, but Jaune’s transformation from last night came and knew it was really happening. He could only watch their growth in mute silence, completely enraptured by what he saw. Her thighs continued bloating larger with soft, succulent feminine fat and muscle that made her legs womanly. It was almost as if he was watching dough rising in the oven, or the lost mass returning on her body. Soon they finished growing and became thick sexy thighs that looked like they belonged on a female track star. 

Cole’s eyes rose slightly higher and saw and bulged when he noticed the shorts she wore were starting to rise higher as if they were being raised. He gulped as an idea of what was going to happen next came to him. His mind was suddenly assaulted with images of Jaune’s behind growing larger, to sizes that had no place on a boy. His face started to burn as the erotic thoughts grew, and could feel his pants tightening and his equipment started rising in attention. Just like when Jaune’s thighs started growing larger he couldn’t bring himself to look away, no matter how badly he wanted to. 

Jaune could feel the hot warmth in her butt grow as it slowly expanded. She gulped as her fingers squeezed her developing booty and let go as her pleasure grew. It felt like there was always something bubbling beneath her skin, growing larger by the second. She remembered Cole was behind her, and couldn’t bring herself to look back and see what he was doing or thinking. A memory struck her of one of her sisters talking about how she teased her boyfriend and she blushed slightly as she decided to do it. Partially to adjust the tightness of her pants, and to see if it would get a rise of her friend.

Cole stopped as he stood a few feet away from Jaune, still wondering if he was seeing things. No matter how many times his eyes went back to her thighs they were still just as large as they looked. He would look back at her butt and see it still continued to expand by the second. His heart stilled when he saw Jaune pull the shorts and adjust them. For a moment, he could see the bottom of her shorts dig into the crevice between her cheeks and gulped. He could see her tightening the shorts to fit better and when she was finished, could easily tell how much larger her buttocks were. Not only that, but he could more easily see the growth of her behind as it grew larger and the curves more pronounced.

Jane nervously looked over her shoulder and saw Cole, whose face was beat red. Her face blushed and she had to turn away as a wave of embarrassment and jubilation went through her. She couldn’t believe what she had just done, but was happy with the results she received. If her sisters were here and knew what she had just done, they would have teased her about it for years and demanded every little detail. A small smile blossomed on her face as her pants continued to tighten. It was... nice almost comforting that she wouldn’t have a body comparable to a stick’s and have some curves.

When she calmed down, she looked around, wondering where they were. She didn’t recognize any of the houses when they exercised together. 

“How far from your house are we?” Jaune asked, ignoring the growth and warmth of her expanding posterior.

“I don’t know how far out we actually are,” Cole admitted, thankful he could focus on something else at the moment. “I never went this far out before.”

“Well you look like you’re handling yourself just fine,” Jaune smiled encouragingly. “Think you got enough energy in you for a run back? If you want we can just walk back.”

“I’m pretty sure I got enough strength in me to run back,” Cole reassured. If he was honest he was amazed he had made it this far running and didn’t feel like he was dying. He didn’t know if he had the strength to run back, but he wasn’t going to say no.

“Alright then, want to try and race back?” Jaune asked.

“No thanks,” Cole smiled. “If this was any indication you’ll leave me behind to eat your dust.”

“I won’t leave you behind Cole,” Jaune smiled. “I’ll stay at a good pace for you to catch up.”

“Well that's a relief, I don’t want to have to run back on my own.”

“I promise that won’t happen,” Jaune said, and started jogging again. 

“God give me strength,” Cole muttered and followed after the running blonde. Just like last time, Jaune was able to and maintain a strong lead over him. Watching her again as he ran, he felt the same inspiration that gave him more strength enter his being. There was just something about her that made it so he didn’t want to fall behind. It made him wonder how much further he could go with her encouragement.

The young man’s eyes took in her form, memorizing every little detail from how she moved to how her hair moved behind her. His heart stilled and his eyes bugged once more when they landed on Jaune’s still growing rump. He desperately tried to stop his eyes from focusing solely on her butt, but the growing bounce it had was like an airhorn. Everytime he would raise his eyes they would immediately be called down by the curiosity and perverted part of his mind. It egged him on, telling him how large Jaune’s butt might get, and should pay attention. It told him this was the once in a lifetime event he would have loved to see and it would be idiocy to turn it down. He kept arguing with his mind and eyes kept going back and forth, despite his efforts. 

When they finally returned to Cole home, Jaune had a light bit of sweat covering her body. Cole on the other hand was drenched in sweat, his clothes sticking to him as if someone had poured a jug of water over him. He panted heavily as he tried to regain his breath. He tried to stand up straight so he could breathe better, but couldn’t bring himself to. He leaned against the wall for support and licked his lips desperately for something to drink. 

Jaune’s face morphed into one of worry and wondered about what she should do. He looked like he might pass out or even vomit if something wasn’t done. Her body moved of its accord and got in front of him and moved back, grabbing his thighs and forcing him on her back. 

“J-Jaune!” Cole sputtered, his face burning. “What are you doing?”

“I’m helping you to your room. You look like you're about to pass out.and was worried you might. I just thought this was the best thing to do,” Jaune replied, trying her best to keep the embarrassment she felt out of her voice. She was surprised by how light he felt in his arms, almost as if he was a pillow instead of a human being. She hadn’t been able to truly see what she could do since she came here. She knew she could heal far faster and had enhanced durability and strength from what Pyrrha said when she unlocked her aura. It seemed like she would never truly figure out what she could do or what her Semblance was, since she no longer had to push herself. 

Cole blushed, but didn’t argue how tired he was. He was amazed he had made it back home, and was only just now feeling tired he was. It had been years since he had done a piggy back ride, in either position. With his feet on the ground his legs felt like they were covered in stone and already felt slightly better now he wasn’t standing. If his friends had seen him like this, they would have never let him live it down. Still, he found some comfort in the fact she wasn’t carrying bridal style.

Jaune easily carried Cole to his bedroom with ease, along the way, Cole blushed and could feel the top of her butt bounce with her movements. She gently placed him on the bed, as if he had been injured and was trying not to agitate their wounds. The moment he was on the bed, Cole sighed in relief as a warm pleasantness came over him. His joints started to feel like cool jelly as they finally got some rest and his eyes started to tire slightly. Jaune asked. “Are you alright? Do you want me to get you something to drink? You said that was the farthest you’ve ever run and we didn’t bring any drinks.”

“No I’m good. I just need to rest for a little bit,” Cole replied. 

“Okay, just take it easy, until you start feeling better,” Jaune replied. 

As Jaune made her way out of the room, Cole couldn’t help but watch her leave. His eyes went lower of their own accord and rested on her bubble butt. He could tell it had stopped growing, and was a large ripe rear, that bounced and swayed with every step she took. It was easily the largest butt he had ever seen and the shorts she wore expertly showed off the curves of ample rear. His mind imagined Jaune wearing yoga pants, bikinis, anything sexy that’d show off her wonderful ass. His mouth went dry and his face burned a little more at all of the perverted thoughts. At that moment, Cole was so happy he was as tired as he was. If he wasn’t his body would have pitched a tent in admiration and lust. If Jaune turned around and saw that, he could only imagine the awkwardness that would have spurred. 

Jaune noticed the rack of games and stopped as she started looking through them to see if there were any names she recognized. She hoped she would find something similar to her world there, but didn’t. Three of the names there she recognized from when she looked through his books, but one had her interest. She grabbed the case that said Senran Kagura and pulled it out, and immediately saw the four girls on the book cover on the game. The feelings of inadequacy returned as her eyes rested on the girls full busts, and was suddenly reminded of her flat chest.

“Cole did you buy the game because of the girls?” Jaune questioned. “What no! I didn’t buy the game because of the girls. The gameplay is actually really fun and entertaining when you get the hang of it. It makes you feel like an unstoppable force of nature,” Cole answered on the bed, and received a flat look from the blonde. Her eyes conveyed she knew better and couldn’t help but suddenly be reminded what her original gender was. He admitted slowly. “The girls were....kinda a big factor.”

Jaune sighed, not really surprised about it in the least, but was a little mad at herself for being upset by it. Admittedly if she was still in Remnant and found the game she would probably have gotten it for the girls. She would have never gone to the store and would have bought it online to avoid any looks she might get. Moment she got it she would have kept it hidden in case her family or friends came over and played it only when she was sure she was alone. Her sisters would have teased her, or offended by it and would have used it for blackmail material. 

“What type of game is it?” Jaune asked, surprising Cole. She should just judge it because of the cover it had. It was probably more fun then she was giving it credit for, some of her favorite stuff had bad covers after all.

“You interested in it?” Cole asked.

“A little bit. I really want to know if the game is actually fun and not just...boobs the game,” Jaune said, blushing slightly. 

“It's a hack and slash game where you fight dozens, if not hundreds of enemies and destroy them all. It’s pretty funny at times, and hads 

“I like that genre,” Jaune said smiling, understanding what he meant by force of nature now. “The way you go across the battlefield and destroy all your enemies as if you are some kind of god of destruction. I especially love it when you can create your characters and fight. When that’s in the game I would try to make them look as close to me as possible and imagine myself in the game. That why I love RPG’s since I feel like I can be the hero.”

Jaune blushed slightly from admitting that, something that made Cole smile. It was nice to see her happy and eager, despite what it was, and wished it was another game she found. 

“I want to try it out.”

Cole felt as if he was running again and trying to catch his breath the moment he heard Jaune say those words. A bead of sweat traveled down his forehead that wasn’t from how tired he was. He didn’t think Jaune would want to try it out, considering how she’s been lately. Still, if she really wanted to, there was no way he could stop her, and had an idea. He asked quickly, “Are you sure you want to play that? I have a lot more games that I can recommend? Some RPG games that I've played for years and remember every part of the story, and other hack and slashes.”

Jaune noticed how uncomfortable he seemed and the way he talked changed. It only added to her suspicion of the game and what it was really like. “Maybe later, but for now I want to play this one.

“Alright if you’re sure, I’ll set you up,” Cole said and groaned as he forced himself out of his bed. His body still ached and his joints felt like mush, but he no longer felt like he was going to pass out. He took the game from her and she followed him into the living room where his gaming system was. The earthborn sighed as he turned on his playstation and slipped the game inside. When the console finished reading the disk it appeared it went to the application and pressed X to start the application. He gave the controller to Jaune and lounged on the couch, bracing himself for the awkwardness to come. “Hope you have fun Jaune.”

“Thanks,” Jaune said, smiling as the opening of the game started. The opening show was of birds flying in the sky and the camera suddenly panned downward and revealed a beautiful beach. Girls dressed in white bikinis ran across the beach and transitioned to the girls dancing to the song and performing activities on the beach. Jaune’s smile grew dimmer as the into kept showing off the girls, and noticed all of them except two had huge breasts. Her smile fell as she kept noticed how all the busty girls breasts kept getting smushed in sexy positions and bouncing as they moved. 

When the opening came to an end, she looked at Cole and saw him looking away from him. The tip of his ears were pink and could see his cheeks were red. He slowly turned to look at her, and for a moment saw his embarrassed face. The first thought she had was that he looked cute, and for a moment thought about saying so, but decided against it. He looked like he wanted to be anywhere but here, and didn’t want to give him reason to leave. She sighed as she started the game, wondering where it was going to go. 

The game opened to a short prologue describing what shinobi was and what their lives were like, questioning their afterlife, and what a Midsummer festival was. When it was finished, it moved onto two of the girls from the opening walking through a forest. They were dressed as school girls and showed off their panties when the blonde girl poked through some bushes. They prayed at a statue and stumbled upon a group of people performing a ritual. She couldn’t understand what they were saying, but the subtitles were thankfully in a language she could. 

When the cutscene came to an end, it moved to one with 3D character models talking, waiting for her to press next. Every time they moved they jiggled, even when they talked their boobs acted as if they were performing some strenuous exercise. She forced herself to continue through and when she finally got to the actual gameplay she felt somewhat annoyed and self conscious about her figure. She was a little taken aback by just how lewd the characters were, especially Ryona with how she begged to be abused. The way she openly talked about her fetish made her mouth drop and blush in embarrassment. She reminded herself it was just a game, a perverted game, but a game nonetheless. 

When the cutscene finally came to an end she followed the directions on screen. When the first wave of enemies appeared she studied them, much like she would every enemy in her games. The enemies were women holding swords dressed in black suits with matching ties and hoods covering their faces. Much like the girls from the beginning they were curvaceous, though nowhere near as curvy as them thankfully. Still it was as if she was in front of a sea of big breasts with every where she turned, only to see more large boobs. She attacked them and blinked in disbelief when she saw the enemies clothes get destroyed and were left in their underwear. She should have known better with how perverted the opening was.

When the instructions for the Shinobi transformation appeared, she did as instructed and her heart fell into her stomach when her character's clothes were destroyed. It somehow fell deeper when she pulled a scroll out of...somewhere. Light covered her naughty bits as she opened the scroll, making a new outfit appear on her lower body. the light hardened and formed cloth and when it was finished zoomed up on her character butt as those clothes appeared. When they were finished, the camera panned to her character’s suddenly immense bustline. 

The insecurity Jaune felt suddenly grew three times as she saw her character's breasts had grown to rival her head. The blonde looked down at her washboard chest and frowned in anger and jealousy as the girls on screen flashed in her mind. Cole said she was the prettiest girl he knew, but he said that when she didn’t have any real curves. Jaune knew she had a great butt, which made her feel strangely proud of it, like it was a trophy. The growing bounce she felt during her run filled with her confidence and pride she didn’t have earlier and knew it was enticing. She wondered if he would have liked her more if she was busty like these girls. 

Jaune wished she had breasts, a forign thought she never would have wished she had personally. Despite how weird it was, it didn’t stop her from wishing for her own set of breasts, but she didn’t want them small. She wanted a large set of breasts that were impossible to hide, no matter what she wore. An image of them appeared in her mind, they looked like they were just as big as Pyrrha’s or Ruby’s sister’s. They were far too large for her to hold with her hands, and even Cole’s hands couldn’t fully grasp them.

The moment she thought of Cole a blush formed on her face and she quickly shook her head. Another thought suddenly came to her, about whether Cole would even be interested in her. She didn’t understand why she wanted him to be, but the embarrassment and fear of not being so made her cold. He was so nice, so accommodating and thoughtful that it made her feel warm. It was strange for her to think of another guy like that, since she never felt like that towards one in her life. She snuck a look at him from the corner of her eyes and saw he was turning towards her. The blonde quickly looked back at the screen and focused on the game. It might be lewder than anything she was expecting, but she still wanted to win.

Jaune focused on winning the game, grumbling when she took damage from an attack. A sudden warmth appeared over her chest, for a moment she thought she was suffering a sudden hot flash. It continued to build and she wondered what was wrong with her. There was something familiar about the way the heat felt. Suddenly, it struck her why. It was just like when she was running earlier and her butt started to grow. 

Jaune gulped as her face started to burn, not out of embarrassment, but out of pleasure. She looked down as her chest started to feel as if a bubble had formed inside it and was building up underneath it. It was so familiar to her, and her sudden posterior’s growth that it could only be that. She looked down, waiting to see the growth that would happen. The bubble in her chest continued to grow larger, until her chest finally started to push outward. She gasped when she saw the shirt she wore scrunching forward as her chest pushed further out. She gulped as she paused the game and placed the controller to the side. 

A mix of emotions formed inside of her as her...breasts became more prominent. She was afraid, wondering if this was a dream she would wake up from. The emotion that became the most prominent was happiness. A grin formed on her face as she cupped her swelling bust with her hands, her hands fully grasping them. Even so, they continued to push against her hands at a steady pace. She squeezed her meager breasts, but the joy she felt continued to grow.

“My...My breasts are finally growing!” Jaune said happily, her voice dripping with excitement. She patted her chest as the warm feeling in her grew. Her mind wondered how big her balloning bosom would get before it finally finished its growth. She wanted large breasts, but she didn’t want them to grow to the point they would touch her navel. 

Cole looked at her, his head turning so fast that it was a wonder it didn’t snap. His face burned at her words and he looked down at her chest to see it was. Blood rushed down to his lower body and he could feel his tool starting to stand at attention. Breast expansion had been a kink of his for years. The fact it was happening now, turned him on more then he would ever admit, especially to Jaune. He asked, his voice tighter and higher than normal. “Excuse me?”

Jaune’s face immediately went as red as a tomato and looked like it could have been used to light the way for ships in a foggy night. She had completely forgotten Cole was there in her excitement. She wasn’t sure what she should do. She wanted to keep staring and watch her developing bustline, but also wanted to hide in a room until it was over, as if it was a sacred event. The same part of her that wanted his approval, wanted him to see her growth and know for sure if he liked what he saw. The other half of her brain refused saying it was embarrassing and and disputing with 

Her legs quivered as the fabric rubbed against her erect nipples, turning her on. She had already been aroused from the sensation of her growing bust, and this only added to it. Her fingers wanted to caress and squeeze her bust, but with Cole right there she stopped herself. 

Jaune’s breasts continued to swell larger, pushing her hands farther out, she blinked when they grew too large for her hands to hold. She looked down at the clothed flesh that escaped her grasp and wondered how much larger they would get. The weight they had, continued to grow as they did in size. She had to adjust her stance, or else she would have fallen over from her boobs throwing off her balance. They finally stopped growing when she had the largest set of breasts he had ever seen in his life. They even rivaled Pyrrha’s and that one blonde girl she had seen during initiation. 

She puckered her lips, blushing from the new pleasing, and yet forign sensations that racked her body. Her nipples poked through her shirt, clearly visible, and showing how aroused she was. She covered her chest, blushing from embarrassment and the sudden pleasure she felt. It was unlike anything she felt before and different . 

“I’m...uh...My breasts stopped growing,” Jaune stammered. She felt like an idiot for saying such, and was sure he could see for himself.

“...Do you have any idea how...big you are?” Cole asked, his face heating up at asking such a question. He couldn’t believe those words left his mouth, and under normal circumstances he would never have asked a girl that. The only thing he knew for sure, was that her breasts looked like they could rival melons. 

“I’ve had to clean my sister's bras from time to time, but mine look bigger then there’s,” Jaune admitted. “I...I think I’m going to stay in my room for a little bit.”

“Okay,” Cole said, as he watched Jaune leave, his eyes momentarily getting lower than they should to look at her butt. He managed to stop them before they could, but the further she got, the harder it was. The moment she was gone he sighed and adjusted his pants. Now that she was gone, his body could finally calm down and get the lust filled thoughts he had about what was happening out of his head. 

Cole started his game system and passed the time playing games, having fun and getting lost in the story and action. He figured Jaune would probably enjoy some alone time after what just happened. As time passed he started to feel his hunger grow. It let out a low growl and he paused the game. He looked at the time and saw it was getting close to dinner. He went up to Jaune’s room and knocked on the door, “Jaune are you awake in there?”

“You can come in,” Jaune said.

He stepped inside and Jaun’s face was slightly flushed. He noticed the blonde’s clothes were ruffled and the sheets were a mess as well. He didn’t pay the latter too much, in the words of his mother the way he made his bed was passable at best. Though when he looked at his friends beds in comparison his was far cleaner then there’s. Cole said, “Hey, how are you doing? You’ve been in here for quite a long time.”

“I’ve been okay, I’ve just been getting a feel for my body new’s....attachments,” Jaune said, blushing slightly.

Cole sucked on his lips as he felt his face start to burn, and the perverted thoughts return. His sense of smell was crap, but the look on the former boy’s face told him Jaune had been studying her body intently. His mind was filled with images of the female Jaune squeezing her breasts and butt, walking around, sitting. It made blood rush downstairs and his tool harden again. 

“So I think we can agree, today had been a day,” Cole said, earning a snort from Jaune. 

“Yeah it really has been,” Jaune admitted, despite how long she had been in her room, getting used to her new jiggly body. It was still strange the way her butt had a slight bounce and how much cushion it added. There was also the way her breasts felt as she moved and the way they rubbed her against her clothes. She knew bras were there to help provide support, especially for girls with larger breasts. Now she wondered if they also provided help against the sensations against their tops.

“I wanted to ask you what you felt like doing for dinner but now my mind is a mess and I have no clue what to say,” Cole admitted.  

“Sorry, it just...slipped out,” Jaune said, looking down at the ground. 

“Don’t worry about it, if our positions were reversed I would definitely do the same,” Cole waved off.

They sat there in silence, taking comfort in each other’s presence. It was strange to Cole how relaxed he felt being with Jaune. They hadn’t known each other for a long time, but he felt as if he could trust the Remnantborn human as if he was an old friend. This was the closest he had ever been with a girl, and admittedly the most relaxed he’d been around them. He would always get tongue tied when he tried to talk to a girl he was romantically interested in. He didn’t feel that way when he spoke to Jaune and it might have been because he was a guy first. He was grateful for that, it would have been horrible for Jaune if he started acting weird when she needed help.

“Cole I want to thank you again for all you’ve done for me, you’re easily the nicest person I’ve ever met,” Jaune said. She looked at her sword and her expression filled with shame and self loathing. “When I was younger, I would marvel at Crocea Mors and the history behind it and all the good it had done and would imagine myself in those stories. I look at it now, but can’t help but feel...ashamed about taking it. I wanted to go out there and use it to do what it was made for you know. Protecting people, killing monsters, maybe even get the girl, but now I’m the girl and there’s no reason to use it. The worst thing about this is that my family’s sword, something I loved ever since I was a kid and now it's stuck here, unable to do anything… just like useless me.”

“Jaune you’re not useless,” Cole said. “You’re my friend and that automatically makes you more valuable than any pile of treasure, no matter how large it is. As for Crocea Mors, it’s here with you and with how much you love it it has to be comforting to be here. It’s a piece of who you are and a reminder of your home, your past. You might not need it today, tomorrow, or even a week from now, but down the line you might. Are you a little happy having it with you?”

“Yeah,” Jaune admitted.

“Then it's doing something. It's comforting you,” Cole said. “Not everything needs to be actually used in the way it's intended to have value. I have a pocket watch that doesn’t work anymore, but I still wear it because it's from a friend of mine. He’s no longer around anymore, but the memories of it are still around and this gives me a little more courage to face the day. It feels like he’s there for me you know?”

“...Yeah, I get what you mean,” Jaune said. She stood up and went over to Arc family heirloom and picked it up.She drew it from its sheath and stared at the exposed blade and smiled weakly. “I still wish it was doing more than it could here, but I am happy it is here with me.”

“Would it be alright if I held it?” Cole asked.

“Sure,” Jaune said and handed him the sword and shield.  

Cole carefully took the weapon, making sure he wouldn’t lose his grip. He raised the sword and took slow practiced swings with it. He pressed the button on the sheathe and jumped as it turned into its shield form. He held it up to his chest like he had been instructed. As he posed with it, there was a sense of wrongness in his hands, as if it knew he wasn’t the proper wielder. He pressed the button again and turned the shield back into its sheath form and placed the sword inside it. 

Jaune took it back and placed it where it had been previously. Her smile fell as a sigh escaped her lip. “I think my body is done changing. If nothing changes, then why don’t we go to the mall tomorrow. I…I need new clothes.”

“If you really want to we don’t have to go,” Cole said. “We could always push it off a little longer until you feel up for it.”

“No, let’s just...get it over with” Jaune sighed. “I can’t keep borrowing your clothes.”

“Alright, let me know if you change your mind and we can do something else. Don’t worry about dinner, I’ll whip up some grub and we can have ice cream for dessert.”

“Thanks Cole,” Jaune said with a brittle forced smile. 

Cole left the room, and went to the kitchen, intent on making the best meal he could. He felt like he needed to do something special for Jaune. Just something to hopefully cheer her up about this whole thing. 

Cole woke up the next morning feeling refreshed. Last night’s dinner had been better than he joped. As he made himself a simple meal to eat he waited for Jaune to come down and grab something. He had the bread out, along with some cereal and drinks. It wasn’t much, but it would get him through the day. If Jaune wanted more then he would help make it.

He heard footsteps and saw Jaune walking toward the table. She had slight bags in her eyes and her hair was a mess. She let out a yawn and made herself a quick drink as she downed it in one go, and filled it again. She grabbed the extra bowl he pulled out and poured the cereal into it and followed it with the milk.  

“Morning,” Cole said. “You sleep well?”

“Not really,” Jaune answered tiredly. 

“Rough dreams, or just couldn’t get in a right position?” Cole asked, feeling that it was a bit of both, though probably a little more in column B, considering the...sizable shelfs she was now sporting. 

“Bit of both,” Jaune replied. She turned away, scratching the side of her face and placing her other arm underneath his bust, unintentionally pushing them up.

Cole felt his face heat up and turned away. One of the things that must have made it hard for Jaune to sleep was her body. With how new being that curvy was, it must have thrown her off and made it hard for her to sleep. He waited to see if Jaune would say something else but she stayed quiet as she ate her food. 

They ate their food quietly. The room was filled with a heavy atmosphere that made it hard for them to talk to each other. When they were finished, they placed their dishes in the washer and wrapped up any of their leftovers.

“C’mon let’s get ready to go to the mall,” Jaune said restlessly as she quickly left for the shower. 

Cole blinked and was about to ask the blonde if she was sure it was done, but before he could Jaune was gone. He stood there, wondering if there was some last minute change that would happen, and how the displaced former young man could be sure, but decided to trust Jaune’s judgment. He went to his room and grabbed the clothes that he would need today along with black Mark Anthony jacket that his mom had gotten him for his birthday. He hopped into the shower and got ready to face whatever the day would bring.

When Cole was finished getting ready, he waited in the living room for Jaune. When Jaune came down, she was dressed up in the clothes that she wore when she first arrived, minus the armor. He could still make out the outline of his breasts, with the jacket, but they looked much smaller than they did previously. He had to admit that Jaune did look pretty cute in her baggy attire and if he had no knowledge about what was happening, he would have definitely admired her from afar and would have pondered what it would have been like to go on a date. 

“You ready?” Jaune asked with a blush as she put her hair into a ponytail. 

“I’ll grab a drink and then we can go,” Cole answered. 

“Okay I’ll see you in the car,” Jaune said and left the room. 

Cole watched him leave, his eyes stuck on his chest and when the door opened, he closed his eyes. He needed a minute to calm himself down. How was he going to broach the topic of him getting some bras to wear? The young man sighed and grabbed himself a bottle of water for the road.  

They hopped in the car, and just like when they were leaving to get Jaune her toiletries, she stared out the window, looking like a little kid as she watched the houses and people pass by. The quietness made Cole a little uncomfortable and wanted to help Jaune relax. 

“You alright?” Cole asked.

“It’s just…weird I guess. Going out to the mall and buying girls clothes,” Jaune said. “I’ve had to do that several times, because of my sisters. They even made me wear them just to see what they looked like.”

“That must have been hell,” Cole said. He never had been forced to wear any girls’ clothes, something that he was eternally grateful for. That probably partially explained why he was willing to wear a dress to keep his promise. If he had been forced to wear one he probably got desentized to it to an extent.

“If that’s another way of saying bad, then it was,” Jaune shivered. “Especially when they took pictures. I always worried that when I finally met someone that they would show them.”

“Pray that they would never do so when you got a girlfriend,” Cole said. He would never be able to live with the shame if his family did something like that on him. 

“Believe me I did, but never got one,” Jaune sighed. “I was planning to hopefully meet a nice girl back at Beacon and do a lot of romantic stuff together.”

An uneasy silence settled over the two. Jaune pulled out her scroll and looked down. She frowned at the sight of her bustline and quickly raised her scroll higher. It was the first time that Cole had really seen her use since he had arrived here. He had thought that it might have ran off Dust, but it turned out that as long as they had electricity it would be fine. 

Cole’s mind wandered as he started thinking over what he should say. “I hear you. I thought that by the time I got into high school I would have had a girlfriend, but life decided no.”

Jaune snorted, “Yeah, I remember my dad telling me that the most important thing to have was confidence, but so far I haven’t really impressed anyone.”

Cole thought over what he could say to keep the conversation going. He wondered what he should speak about and decided on something that wasn’t too personal with Jaune. He cleared his throat and asked. “So, it is weird to just be walking around in public without armor?”

“Not as much as you might think. I wore it a lot back when I was getting ready to go to Beacon to get used to it, but now it feels a little weird not to,” Jaune answered sadly. 

Cole could understand that. It felt weird for him to leave the house without his jacket, so much so that if he left his house without it, he would drive back for it. He asked, “Do you wish that you could wear them more?” 

“A little bit, but my jacket helps a little,” Jaune answered and started to rub the sides of her jacket against herself. 

Cole gripped the wheel harder as he noticed Jaune’s breasts move despite the clothing. He forced himself to think over Jaune’s response and concluded that her sword, armor, and clothes must have been like a security blanket for her. He could understand why. They were the only things that he really owned in this world. 

When they arrived, they parked the car, and the first thing that they did was get the presents that Cole needed. As they did, Jaune would roll her shoulders as the ache in her back grew a little more and held back a hiss as her nipples were agitated by the way the fabric rubbed against them. When they were finished, they stepped outside and checked what they had bought.

“Well here we are,” Cole said. He held back as moan as he could feel the pain from his wallet getting smaller already hit. He knew that the next part Jaune wouldn’t like. 

Jaune gulped, knowing what they had to do. Despite how much she had prepared herself for this day, it still made her shudder. Memories of her time where her sisters had forced her to come and act as mule. The only solace she had was the fact it would end when she wanted to, and not hours later. 

They walked through the mall, the walk seeming far longer to Cole then ever before, and Jaune feeling like she was making her way to a prison cell, each step feeling like she was stepping on a landmine. The two stood outside the store. Neither of them thought that they would enter a store like this willingly. 

“Well I guess I’ll wait out here for you until you're done,” Cole said, hoping that the blonde would agree to that.

“Please don’t go,” Jaune begged. 

“Jaune,” Cole started. He understood that the blonde didn’t want to go in there alone or be by herself. He might be going in there with a girl, but he still felt that it would be weird for a guy to be in there. Not to mention that there was how it would look to people as well. He knew that if he saw a guy in there with no one around him he would be wondering if the guy was a creeper or not.

“Look I know it’s weird, but…please,” Jaune begged, looking like she was about to go through a nasty breakup.

Cole wished that he had a Semblance that would allow him to teleport or pop in and out of reality like Goku from Dragon Ball Z Abridged, popping noise and all. He let out a sigh. “Fine just stay close.”

“Okay,” Jaune breathed out, he grabbed Cole’s hand, surprising the earthling. Cole returned the squeeze. The two took a deep breathe and slowly walked inside. They looked for a section of clothes that wasn’t overly feminine. 

Jaune desperately looked around for something that wouldn’t show of his female body. He had seen the bra and panties and knew that he would eventually have to go there, much to his chagrin. There had been times when his sisters had made him dress up, something he was against and made sure to get rid of the pictures from back then. It was embarrassment material waiting to happen and he wasn’t going to let them use it. 

As they looked, Cole’s mind started going through answers if someone came up to him, whether they were an employee, or some random person that thought he was a creep. He felt someone tap his shoulder and turned and saw a younger woman with short brown hair and brown eyes. She was cute with a soft face that gave of a girl next door vibe with a beauty mark under her lip. He looked at her name tag and saw it said, Ashley. 

“Can I help you?” the employee said with a cheerful smile, that Cole wasn’t quite sure if it was forced or not. 

“We’re just looking for some clothes for my friend here,” Cole casually said, pointing at Jaune. “She’s low on cash and she needs more asap.”

“Oh,” Ashely said as she stepped closer to Jaune. She looked over the blonde, who fidgeted under her study. After a moment, her smile grew. “Oh, I already got a couple of clothes in mind that will really bring out that face of yours and that wonderful body of yours.”

Jaune blushed slightly at the praise and turned away to hide her face. It was strange to be called beautiful. Her family had said she was handsome numerous times, but it didn’t mean much when it came from them. She thought the only person would have called her that was him. Hearing it from someone else filled her with  a mix of embarrassment, joy, and loathing. When Cole called her that, she hadn’t been filled with the same mixture and was just happy to be acknowledged as appealing. 

“Now no need to hide that pretty face of yours,” Ashley encouraged. “You shouldn’t be afraid to show off what you got, girls would pay big money to even have a shadow of your body. Do you remember your sizes?” 

Jaune opened his mouth to say her original size, but then blushed as she realized what the employee was talking about. “N-No, but if I remember right they’re…melons?”

The girl stared at Jaune weirdly, clearly wondering if she had heard that correctly. The blonde looked over at Cole and saw that he was blushing as he squeezed the bridge of his nose.

“Uh no!” Jaune quickly continued awkwardly. “You see I just…I just moved here, and a lot of my clothes got lost.”

“Sorry to hear about that. Hope you didn’t lose anything that you liked,” Ashley said as she comfortingly patted her back.  

“I lost a lot of stuff,” Jaune replied sadly. 

Cole went over and squeezed Jaune’s shoulder. Jaune smiled at him, clearly grateful he was here. Any embarrassment he might have had about being gone, as that honest smile as enough to make him glad he chose to stay.

“Well sorry to hear, but don’t you worry about it. Getting some new comfortable clothes will help cheer you up,” Ashley smiled. “C'mon, I'll help you find clothes that will really show off your looks.”

Jaune prayed to the Brother Gods that the girl wouldn’t get her clothes that would highlight her body. She didn’t want to wear something like a tank top that would have shown her immense bust line, or something that hugged her shapely butt. To her dismay, Ashley came back with an assortment of clothes, shorts, and sleeveless shirts that were cut low at the top to expose her breasts, dresses, and even a few bikinis.

Cole shared the transforming boy’s dread, though for very different reasons. He could almost feel his wallet tremble and hear it scream. A part of him wondered how he was going to pay this all back. He might have had a small job, but he was no fool and knew that clothing could be expensive when it all added up. He was grateful his mom had a membership here that had a sizable discount. 

“Sorry mister, but the next part is going to be between just us girls,” Ashley said as she led Jaune to the changing rooms. 

Jaune sent Cole one last desperate look, begging him to save her, but all the blonde received in response was the earthling shrugging with a confused look. He mouthed to the former boy, ‘What am I supposed to do?’ Jaune scrambled, trying to think of something she could do to save herself as Ashley shut the door behind them and locked it.

Jaune gulped and braced herself for what was to come. She reminded herself that she had worn girls’ clothes before when she was younger. Her siblibling still tried to get her to wear women’s clothes occasionally but now she was able to resist them. It had been annoying and back then had been happy it was always a choice, but now knew it would need to be a necessity. It stung how in the end her sisters would get to see her in more girls clothes.

“Alright now that it’s just the two of us take off your jacket and shirt please,” Ashley said as she started organizing the clothes that she had chosen.

Jaune blushed slightly as she grabbed the bottom of her jacket and slowly pulled it off. Despite the slow downward slope into womanhood that she went through, she still felt uncomfortable changing in front of a girl. She bit her lip as the woman pulled out a tape measure and wrapped it around her breasts. She had learned how it was done before from her sisters, but she never thought she would be going through this. 

“40DD,” the worker answered, a hint of jealousy in her tone. 

Jaune stared at her large DD-cup breasts. From this angle, they just looked like massive spheres that she would have tried to sneak looks at if she was still a guy. The only thing she knew for sure that he was larger than his sisters. She didn’t know how they would react if they learned that fact, but knew they would tease her about it.

“So, who’s the guy you came in with? A friend from your childhood or your boyfriend?” the girl asked as she removed the tape.

“W-What!” Jaune blushed. “We’re not dating or anything like that! He’s just a friend!”

“Oh… well it’s just… I mean if he’s willing to buy you so many clothes then you have to be close. I mean not many friends would do something like that. Honey if he’s helping you buy a wardrobe and it is coming out of his wallet then he must really care about you,” Ashley remarked as she grabbed one of the clothes that she had chosen for Jaune.

“Yeah,” Jaune agreed. He thought over what the worker had said. She was right when she said that not many people would willingly go this far, even if the situation was far better for a stranger. 

“Well either way I think he’s going to like the little show.”

“Show?”

“It's always good to have a second or third opinion for when you have any clothes don’t you think?”

“W-Well I mean,” Jaune stammered, her blush returning. She didn’t want Cole to see her wearing female clothes if she could, but there was some small part of him that liked the idea of showing off to him. She wasn’t ready to wear such clothes of her own will.

“If that blush is anything to go by looks like you’re not against it either?” Ashley giggled mischievously.

“J-Just give me something to try on please?” Jaune groaned, hoping that she wouldn’t go overboard. 

“Will do after I get some. Now that I know your measurements my mind is just storming with ideas. Just slip your bra back on and then we can get to work,” Ashley 

“Bra?” Jaune gulped.

“You were wearing a bra right?” Ashley said.

“N-No,” Jaune answered slowly and knew she said the wrong thing when the employee’s eyes widened. 

“You were walking around all day without support? Your back must be in so much pain right now. Not only that, if it wasn’t for that jacket of your then people would have been able to see everything. You don’t want that do you?”

“No,” Jaune gulped. Her back had been aching ever since her and Cole got out of the car, but she was able to put up with the pain. Even, if it grew more, she was willing to put up with the pain. 

“I’ll be right back,” Ashley said and quickly left the stall. 

Jaune stood there wondering what he had gotten herself into. She thought that this would be a quick in and out, get some nice shirts and pants, maybe a pair of shorts that she could run in. What she didn’t expect was for this girl to be crazy about getting her a new wardrobe, because of a sale they were having.

When Ashley returned, she had a large pile of clothes in her hand and a large black bra. Jaune had to hold back a gulp as he saw the various articles of clothing. “Consider this one on the house,” Ashley said as she helped clip the bra. “Now do you want to hear your buddy’s thoughts on it?” 

“T-That won’t be necessary!” Jaune quickly stammered his face flushing. He had to admit that he was surprised by just how much support the bra gave him. The pain she felt on her back was gone and the weight pulling her down felt far easier to manage. She shook her chest lightly and only felt a slight wiggle. She smiled, despite how strange it was, she was happy it stopped the pain.

Ashley held out a pair of pants for Jaune to put on and she hastily put the pants on to hide her amazement. When they were on, the Arc heir frowned at how tight they were. The jeans hugged her shapely legs, showing off her large plump thighs and the curves of her bloated butt. She looked over her shoulder in the mirror and couldn’t help but blush. She knew that she was becoming a well-developed woman, but she didn’t think that she would look like a contender for a beauty queen. 

Ashley gave him some of the shirts that she had chosen and had her try them on. After looking herself over in the mirror and hearing her thoughts they put on another. It continued for some time, and she would occasionally have her try on some of the pants that she had picked out to go with them and see how they looked together. Despite some of the shirts being to feminine for her liking, there were some that she liked, however some of thems he couldn’t wear, because some of them felt wrong and were a little too tight, especially across her chest and when she admitted that she saw Ashley frown in displeasure. Occasionally, she would open the door and ask for Cole’s opinion. The young man answered to the best of his abilities and the Arc heir couldn’t help but blush over how embarrassing it was, and yet she wanted to hear his thoughts.

When they were finished going through the pile, Jaune let out a relieved sigh, thinking that it would finally be over, but her hopes were dashed when she left to get another pile of apparel. It continued like this. As soon as they were finished going through a pile, she would leave the booth to get a few more clothes. 

Jaune struggled to keep a smile as she kept trying on more clothes. It went on like this for far longer than she would have liked. It reminded her of all the shopping trips that she had been forced to go to as she waited for her siblings and mother to find what they wanted. She remembered one time that she and her father had to wait on her mother and sisters for so long that the two of them had gone out to get ice cream and still had to wait an hour before they were finally satisfied. She wanted to tell her to stop, that they had already picked out enough clothes for him to try, but her chipper attitude and her genuine desire to help him made it hard for him to say. 

When they reached the end of the third pile Jaune felt tired. She had tried on dozens of clothing. She placed on one side of the room with clothes that he didn’t care for and on the other with clothes that he would buy. The pile of clothes that he wanted weren’t to feminine and were made of t-shirts, boots and shoes, tank tops, jeans, shorts, simple bras and panties, and even some yoga pants. As much as she didn’t like how the Yoga pants hugged his body, she couldn’t deny that they were quite comfortable.

She waited to hear if Ashley would go find more clothes for her to wear, but she stayed put. She looked at her hopefully and saw that she was playing with locks of her hair as she stared at him. The pondering look on the brunette’s face made her fearful of what was going on in her mind and where it would lead. She couldn’t think of what else she had in mind, but she had little doubt that it was related to her wearing more stuff. 

“What about a swimsuit?” Ashley suggested. 

Jaune’s eyes bugged out of her skull and choked on air. Having to wear all these female clothes was bad enough, but an actual swimsuit meant for a woman was something else entirely that he wasn’t ready for. She was thankful beyond measure that she hadn’t thought about getting her a dress to wear. That would have been too much for him.  

“Th-That won’t be necessary. I mean, we already got a pretty big pile of clothes, and honestly I think I’ve had enough,” Jaune said.

“Do you have a swimsuit? I mean you said that you lost some of your clothes, so…” Ashley trailed off. 

Jaune opened and closed his mouth. She wanted to lie so bad, and just say that he did, but he didn’t trust his own voice. She could hear her voice crack and tremble before it came out. In the end, she sighed. “…No. I lost the ones that I had to.”

“Then you're going to need one. I’ll be right back with a swimsuit that I think would be perfect for you,” Ashley said as she quickly left the room, before Jaune could stop her. 

Jaune breathed in and out to try and calm down. Maybe Ashley wouldn’t get a bikini, and if she did it would look more like a pair of tight shorts then anything else. A knock on the door made her jump and pray that she hadn’t returned just yet. She wasn’t ready to wear anything like that. She breathed in and braced herself for who was on the other end, and much to her relief saw it was Cole.

“What was that she said about a swimsuit?” Cole asked through the door, making the young woman relax slightly.

“She wants to get me a swimsuit,” Jaune groaned.

“A swimsuit! Why are you agreeing to that?” Cole answered disbelievingly. Out of all the things he thought that he might be buying today for Jaune, a swimsuit was not one of them.

“I was tired and didn’t feel like getting in a fight with her about it. I just wanted to get it over with and do whatever could speed this along!” Jaune replied heatedly. “After all, these clothes that she wanted me to try on I just want to be done with this already.”

“Look, just tell her you don’t want to, and if you can’t make something up if you have to. Like ask me to check the time or something, and I’ll say we need to go for an appointment,” Cole advised. “Oh and I know you said you're not happy and tired of trying on clothes, but I found a hoodie I thought you would like with detachable sleeves.”

Jaune took the jacket, and started looking it over as a small grin formed. It was remarkably similar to the one she arrived in, minus the bunny symbol and had two strings to adjust the hood. The inside was the same orangey red color with detachable sleeves. She felt the fabric and it felt just like her old one, if not somewhat softer then her’s. She could easily see herself wearing it wherever she went and whenever she wanted. 

Cole looked around and whispered. “She’s coming back.”

Jaune watched him step away and braced himself for the next part. He heard a knock on the door and Ashley declared. “I’m back!”

Jaune watched Ashley step inside the booth. To her horror, she saw that she was holding a bright white bikini with gold rings on the side and one between the cups of the bra. The thought of her in that piece of clothing made her face burn. The attention she would have gotten from it would have mortified her. It would have gotten the attention of so many boys and no doubt the will to see if she was available. 

Ashley turned to her, and opened her mouth to say something, but stopped when she noticed the jacket she was holding. “Oh where did you get that?” 

“Cole got it for me,” Jaune answered. She took off her top, and slipped on along with the sleeves it came with. It comfortably hugged her body, while showing off her bust. It didn’t show any sign of her cleavage, while showing off her figure. She rubbed it and smiled in satisfaction at how it felt. She didn’t feel any irritation and could see herself wearing it whenever she went and anytime. In all, it was perfect and everything she could have wanted. 

“It looks good on you,” Ashley said. “Awfully similar to your original one isn’t it? Think you’ll keep it?”

“Yeah, I’m keeping this one,” Jaune answered. 

“That’s great, now why don’t you put that in the to keep pile and try this on,” Ashley said. 

“Don’t you have something that’s a little less revealing?” Jaune said nervously, hoping that he could get her something else for her to wear.  “I would prefer a bottom half that looked more like shorts.”

“While those have their own appeal, we don’t sell those kinds of swimsuits here,” Ashley answered, “And besides this would really show off your body.”

“But I don’t want to show off what I got,” Jaune sighed. “I just want to wear something simple that doesn’t show off my body.”  

“Come on, it would be a sin to hide your body from the world,” Ashley groaned. “You might not need it or want to now, but it doesn’t hurt to have the option if you meet that special someone. This is perfect for you. Just try it on and see if it fits at least please.”

“…Alright fine,” Jaune sighed as she took off the jacket Cole chose and placed it with the rest of the to keep pile. She placed the cups of the bikini over her breasts and blushed in embarrassment as she watched her breasts sway side to side like a pendulum. If she had seen this on a girl, she would have found it immensely hot and arousing. She struggled to clip the top of the bikini, making her bosom bounce with much more vigor. She blushed as she tried harder, but even so it continued to move just out of the way before she could secure it over his bust.

“I got it,” Ashley said grumpily as she grabbed the clips of the bra and clipped them together.  “There we go. How does that feel?” 

“It… fits perfectly,” Jaune said, surprised by just how well it fits. It was tight, but not unbearably so, almost like a snug blanket.

“See I told you that it was perfect for you,” Ashely said excitedly as she moved a little. “That top really does make your breasts look huge!”

Against her better judgement she looked down and saw the bikini top was holding his breasts in such a way that not only were they perfectly secured, but also showed them off. Her eyes wandered over to Ashley’s and while they weren’t anywhere near as big as her, they were still nice. She felt frigid as she realized she didn’t feel anything at the perfect view of Ashley’s cleavage. She thought she would feel something from seeing Ashley’s breasts and had to stop herself from gasping when she didn’t.

“And now for the bottom,” Ashely said, making Jaune freeze.

“I-I’m sure that it fits just fine,” Jaune waved off. She didn't want to wear the whole thing, just wearing the top was bad enough, wearing the bottoms would be too much for her.. 

“Maybe but you never know,” Ashley shrugged. “One time I only tried on the top and it fit nicely. So I bought it and swore that it was trying to choke the life out of me when I put the bottoms on.”

Jaune’s mind scrambled. He hadn’t looked inside of his pants all day. He was afraid to see what was left of his old self. He had done everything that he could to hide it now and if he changed in front of her then she would probably see what he really was. He sighed and decided to just get it over with.

“Can you please leave the room?” Jaune asked.

“Any reason why. I mean we’re both girls,” Ashely said, her words piercing her heart like daggers. 

“Look just can you please just go out while I change?”  Jaune asked, hoping that she would just say yes. 

“Alright then, but you gotta let me see when you're finished alright,” Ashley said. “I have to make sure that it properly fits you and all.”

Jaune watched her leave turned away from the mirror. She avoided looking down as he took off her pants and underwear. When they were off, she put on the bikini bottom and secured the bottom. She looked at her butt in the mirror and the first thought that entered her mind was how tight it clinged to his rear, almost as if it was digging into it, and in the process making her lower cheeks look even bigger.  What she did not know was that it was designed to be as tight as possible once it has been put on to emphasize the breasts and butt of its wearer.

“Are you decent?” Ashley asked. 

“Yeah,” Jaune sighed and then muttered. “Might as well get this over with.”

Jaune gulped as the door started to open, she placed her hands over the bottom half of her outfit and her other arm underneath her breasts. Ashley smiled brightly as she stepped inside.

“Girl you’re a bombshell!” Ashley exclaimed. “You’ll be turning heads left and right. Might have to beat them off with a stick.”

The beautiful young woman blushed under the praise and shuffled in place. She didn’t want to turn anyone’s head. She looked back at her reflection and saw that with the way that her arms were positioned it made her already immense bust look even larger. She jumped and quickly put her arms down at her side, as if she was about to go for a walk.

“Think we need one more person’s thoughts on it,” Ashley giggled. 

Jaune’s eyes widened and before she could say anything, Ashley opened the door and said, “Mind telling your special friend your thoughts on what she’s wearing?”

Jaune squealed as she swiftly mushed her breasts against one arm and placed the other over her crotch.  She opened and closed his mouth, unable to form any words. She wanted to yell, but all she could do was stare at Cole, who could only look at her wide eyed. She bit her lips and resigned herself to whatever Cole had to say. 

“So, do you like the view of your buddy?” Ashley smirked.  “Because I’ll be honest it looks like she’ll be turning heads.”

Cole’s face turned scarlet. He couldn’t help but take in Jaune’s newform. The first thing that came to his mind was that Jaune might as well have been the poster child for a beach babe. He would have loved to see a woman like this in front of him. The expression of her only made his mind scream about how cute she looked. It continued on and told him that Jaune was now the perfect combination of sexy and cute. He tried to force these thoughts away as he cupped his face and turned away to calm his body down.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Ashley giggled. “I know a couple of people that would say yes as well, especially if they could take pictures.”

“Please tell me that we’re done,” Jaune groaned.

“I think that’s everything you’ll need to build that wardrobe of yours back up,” Ashley replied. “If you're ready then change back and I’ll get you all settled.” 

“Could I wear some of the clothes we are buying out?” Jaune asked.

“Sure, just slip them on and keep the tags on, until you pay.”

“Great,” Jaune sighed in relief as she shut the door, slouching over. She stared at herself in the mirror and had to admit sadly the person staring back at her was a beauty and felt hollow the woman was herself. She reached back to remove the clip of the bikini top, but once again he struggled to grab it. She whimpered as she desperately reached for it and felt tears start to form. She took a deep breath and rubbed at her eyes to force them back and when she felt them go away, she took off the bikini bottom and quickly dressed in her clothes. 

The Remantborn put on her underwear, a pair of pants that fit her, her new boots, and put on her shirt and jacket. She let out a content moan as she rubbed her jacket against her body. She always loved her jacket before, because of how comfortable it was, but now she liked it just for how much of his body it hid. Still with how much it was slouching over, if she moved the wrong way, there was a chance it would slouch too much and expose her cleavage. She took it off and put on the jacket Cole had given her and slipped it on, feeling comfortable in it and slipped on the sleeves. She opened the door and the three of them picked up the pile of clothes Jaune wanted. 

Cole didn’t dare ask why Jaune wanted that. The face that Jaune had was that of a person who was just so tired, so done with this day and desperately wanted a new one. He would keep quiet and wait for her to say whatever she wanted to, and would talk about whatever she wished.

“If you need any more clothes, then feel free to stop by whenever you can, and I’ll help you right up!” Ashley said as she scanned the tags on the items and placed them in bags.  

After paying for all of Jaune’s new clothes, Jaune and Cole stood outside the store, awkwardly standing there. The two of them still couldn’t believe what they had done. The latter wanted to go back to Cole’s house and take a nice long bubble bath as she listened to music. The former kept looking up at the ceiling, almost as if he was looking for guidance from some higher power. 

“Why don’t we grab a bite to eat?” Cole said. He honestly was a little peckish after this mentally exhausting day. He knew that what he felt was probably nothing to what Jaune felt along with whatever else was thrown in. 

“Yes,” Jaune sniffed as she raised her head high and forced herself to keep her face blank. She didn’t want to look down and see the bags that held her new clothes. She stayed close to Cole and didn’t let him get too far ahead as he led her to the food court. She didn’t want to see Cole’s lower body and see what he was holding. It would only remind him of what happened to her.

The blonde looked at the stores they passed, seeing a game store, furniture, a hobby store, cooking supplies, and more. It helped keep her mind off of what she had done, a part of her wondering what she would find in there. She stopped when she saw a pair of gloves on display in the window, which looked just like her own, except her’s fully covered her fingers. She moved closer to get a better look at them and saw they were meant for a woman

Cole looked over his shoulder and stopped when he noticed Jaune was staring at a store. He walked over and saw Jaune staring at a pair of gloves. He asked, “Do you want them?”

“N-No, you don’t need to,” Jaune said. “We...got enough stuff.”

Cole looked back at the gloves and the money he had spent getting Jaune’s clothes flashed in his mind. He went into the store, Jaune following him inside. He went up to the nearest employee and said, “ Excuse me, you got a pair of gloves in the window I would like to buy. The brown ones with the metal plates on them. Could you get them for me?”

“Of course, one moment please,” the employee said, and ran off to get them. She quickly came back with the gloves

“Well try them on,” Cole said, motioning for Jaune to take them.

“O-Ok,” Jaune said. she placed her bags down and slipped them on her hands as tight as she could. She balled and curled her hands, getting a feel for the fabric, which was comfortable, and yet sturdy.

“How do they feel?” Cole asked.

“They fit good,” Jaune admitted as she admired them. It felt good, she didn’t have to see her hands and be reminded of them. “Cole you didn’t need to, you already bought me so much stuff.”

“I just think of it as buying a gift for a friend,” Cole said with a soft smile. His stomach let out a gurgle. “C’mon let’s get something to eat after this before my stomach eats itself.”

After Cole paid for the gloves, they continued heading to the food court. When they arrived, Jaune looked at the various vendors and tried to identify where each one of the delicious smells were coming from. There was another pizza joint, and a few places that Cole had told were Chinese food restaurants, some fast food joints, and a more health-oriented restaurant that Cole’s expression made obvious that he did not like. Jaune smiled at the food that the various vendors were offering. She wasn’t sure what she wanted or even what they offered, but it all looked so tempting. She thought about getting pizza again, but it had been a while since she had a burger and some fries, or maybe she could get a nice large cold chocolate milkshake to go with it. Her head spun slightly, as she couldn’t decide what to get. 

“What are you going to get?” Jaune asked. 

“I was actually going to have some Chinese. Me and my parents don’t have it too often and the chicken that they sell here is just amazing,” Cole answered honestly. 

“I think I’ll try some of that actually,” Jaune said. She wanted to try something different and see if earth’s food was different from Remnant’s. 

They went over to the Chinese restaurant and ordered their meal, which contained a large scoop of rice of their choice, boneless ribs, a chicken of their choice, and other sides. After Cole paid for their meal, they sat down at an empty table away from people and Cole stirred his rice and chicken together. Jaune tentatively did the same. He did have chicken and rice cooked like this back on Remnant but wasn’t sure how similar it would actually taste. It still surprised him just how similar the food here was to Remnant’s own but he certainly wasn’t going to complain. . 

“What a cute couple,” a girl that passed by said dreamily. 

The moment Jaune heard that she froze as a dark blush quickly came over her face. She couldn’t believe what she just heard. She let go of her fork and thought over the girl’s words. Now that she really thought about it, the two of them must have really looked like from an outsider’s perspective.  

“Something wrong?” Cole said as he continued to eat his chicken. 

Jaune groaned as she covered his face. “Cole didn’t you hear what she said?”

He shook his head, earning a groan from the blonde. Jaune looked around and leaned in close so only he could hear. Jaune answered quietly, almost as if she was whispering. “She said that we were…a cute couple.”

Cole’s eyes widened a little and a faint blush came over his face. Now that he thought about it, he could see why Jaune was so embarrassed. To someone else they must have looked like a couple or a pair of close friends whose relationship might be taken to a new place, or to young lovebirds on a date. Cole licked his lips and looked away as he ran his hand through his hair. He muttered quietly. “Oh my.”

The two went back to eating their food in awkward silence. They would sneak looks at each other and would flush, ironically looking more like a couple, or one that was dancing around an issue. When they were finished, they swiftly threw their garbage in a nearby trash can and picked up their things. Jaune matched forward with bashful pride, keeping her head high as she walked to the car.

Cole followed the marching Arc. As he did, his eyes drifted a little lower than they should have and noticed Jaune’s buttocks, and how tightly hugged her plump buttocks was. So much so, that he could tell that her fanny’s cheeks were too large to fully grasp with one hand. He forced himself to look up and hoped that Jaune hadn’t noticed his gaze. Things were already awkward enough and if he could avoid making it even more so, he would. He had to remind himself that Jaune might be a girl now physically speaking, but she was a boy not too long ago.

As they were packing the bags in the car, Cole noticed that Jaune’s mood had noticeably dropped even more than in the mall. They went right back to Cole’s house, the mood in the car somber as if someone just died. There was such tension there that it felt like an explosion could happen and they would be safe. Both of them were grateful when they finally arrived back at Cole’s home for similar reasons. They grabbed the bags of clothes that they bought and placed them in Jaune’s room. 

“I think that’s everything,” Cole said as he scratched the back of his head. 

“Thanks, can I be alone for a little bit please?” Jaune asked with a weak smile. 

“Sure,” Cole answered as he left the room. He knew that deep down that Jaune needed space. He went to his room and lied down on his bed. He browsed the internet and played games to pass the time. When it was getting dark, he checked the time. The blonde hadn’t left the room he was using once ever since they had returned from the mall. As far as he knew, Jaune hadn’t left to do anything, even using the bathroom. He had to admit that he was a little worried. Jaune could come down whenever she wanted, and do what she wanted within reason, but thought that he might prefer to eat with company.

Cole paused his game and decided that he should at least check in on him. He walked up to Jaune’s room, partially to check up on her, and to hear what she wanted to do for dinner. As he got closer, he heard something coming from Jaune’s room and stopped. He placed his ear next to the door and heard some sniffling coming from it. The earthborn young man quietly stepped away.

Cole knew that there would come a point where Jaune would no longer be able to keep the mask and all the pent-up emotion would start coming out at once. He knew that it would come, because if he was in his place he would break. Especially if he was left in a world that was so radically different from what he was used to and only had what was on him at the top. The thing that he would love to have most would be a reminder that he wasn’t alone. Just having a friend would have helped him immensely if he was in Jaune’s place. He hoped that reminding the Huntsmen in training that she wasn't alone would help. That they did have a friend here. He wasn’t sure if Jaune thought the same since they hadn’t known each other for long and didn’t meet on the best circumstances, but he did care about her, and certainly didn’t want anything bad to happen to her.

He steeled his resolve and knocked on the door. His heart pounded in his chest as the crying stopped, he heard footsteps getting closer and mentally braced himself for the conversation he was about to have. He heard the door unlocked and wondered if he really should talk to Jaune about this. The door opened, revealing Jaune in the clothes that she had arrived in. The blonde’s long hair was still done up in the high ponytail she had put it in before they left. She rubbed her eyes, which were red and could even see tear marks on her cheeks. 

The question in Cole’s head of whether he should talk to Jaune died in nanoseconds. He knew now more than ever that he needed to talk to Jaune and truly be there for her. He needed to show the young huntsman that she wasn’t alone. 

“Is something up?” Jaune asked tiredly as he wiped his eyes again. 

“I just thought that I should check up on you. You’ve been in here ever since we came back,” Cole answered, surprised by how calm he sounded, despite the feelings of snakes crawling in his stomach.

“I’m alright,” Jaune said as he wiped his eyes again. He took a deep breath, and could Cole see that he was struggling not to cry.

“It didn’t sound like it,” Cole started quietly. He wasn’t sure if it was best to be upfront about how the Remnantborn human was feeling, but he felt that it was best to be direct about it. It wouldn’t be good if Jaune tried to hide or bottle up her feelings like she had been trying to do.

“Oh you…you heard that huh,” Jaune said softly, looking downcast. 

“Yeah,” Cole answered and scratched the side of his head. He had a feeling that he knew what she was crying about and decided to broach the most likely painful topic. “I take it that you have been feeling home sick.”

“Well that and well. The craziness with this transformation and all,” Jaune groaned as she stomped back over to the bed and curled up in a ball. “Ever since I’ve gone to Beacon it has just been one crazy thing right after another. I left my family because I wanted to go out and become a great huntsmen? Now I’m wondering how am I going to get back home? How am I going to explain to my family that I’m a girl now when I don’t even have a clue for what even caused it! It’s as if the gods are cursing me for wanting to follow my dreams!”

The Remnant born human started to sniffle as tears started to form in her eyes. They started to trek down her cheeks. The new girl buried her face into her arms and started to sob, her body shaking.

Cole slowly stepped forward and sat down next to her. He took a deep breath as he thought over his words. He wanted to make sure that he didn’t step on a landmine and make her feel even words. He wanted to pull her into a hug, but didn’t want to overstep his bounds.

“I…I’m not going to say that I understand what you’re going through,” Cole sighed. He always hated that people say that they understood or used words along those lines to provide comfort when they didn’t really know what it was like. They might have something similar, but it still wasn’t the same. “Because I don’t have a clue about what it's like. The only thing that I can think is that there is a lot of confusion, and…fear about what’s happening to you, and I would honestly be more afraid if you weren’t. It might not mean much since we’ve only known each other for a few days, but I’m going to help you however I can. I promise you.” 

The former boy looked up at him with tear filled eyes. She suddenly reached out and pulled him into a tight hug, burying her face in his chest. Jaune said tearfully. “Thank you, Cole. Thank you for everything you’ve done.” 

Cole was surprised by the sudden hug, but quickly returned it and rubbed circles on Jaune’s back. He knew that the former boy needed some form of comfort. He waited for Jaune to break the hug. He felt his face heat up slightly as he realized her breasts were pressed tightly against his chest. He had never been good at talking to girls and became a stuttering mess when he tried to talk to one he liked. When Jaune broke the hug, Cole noticed that there was a noticeable flush on her face. The young man cleared his throat and smiled when he realized what they could do.

“We still have some tubs of ice creams in the freezer. Been waiting for the right moment to have some of the strawberry, and we also have some vanilla and chocolate,” Cole said as he comfortingly patted her back. 

“That sounds really good right now. I could really use some comfort food right now, especially with some chocolate syrup and some candy thrown on it,” Jaune remarked, licking her lips in anticipation. 

“Wanna have another entertainment night? We could watch some more movies or play some games. I have a few multiplayer games that we could play?” Cole asked. He wasn’t big on multiplayer games or online games, but he did have a few fighting games that he could play like Blazblue and Mortal Kombat, along with some multiplayer horror games like Resident Evil 5.

“No, show me some of your favorite games,” Jaune said. “I want to see what games you like.”

“You got it,” Cole smiled and knew which one he would introduce him to, Final Fantasy X. It was one of his all-time favorites that he had bought for every system it came out on when he heard it was coming. He grabbed Devil May Cry 5 as well, in case she wanted to watch something a little more action packed to watch or could switch off after every after level or death. 

When Cole was finished setting up his PS4 they sat down on the couch and he pressed a new game. For a game like this he felt that the only way to truly show it off was at the beginning. He smiled as it opened with the main characters sitting around a fire. Nostalgia filled his being as memories of scenes that have touched him for years came back to him full force. 

As the opening scene began, Jaune snuggled up next to him placing her head on his shoulder. She blushed. It felt weird, but right at the same time. All her problems seemed a little farther away with him when they touched. It felt like things would be easier and happier as long as they were together. It felt nice and made her feel better, about her whole situation. He was so kind, thoughtful to her, and did everything he could to help her, despite how much money he had lost doing so.

Cole blushed slightly but didn’t say anything. He had never been in a position with a girl like this before and he had to admit it was nice, especially with how soft her hair was. He guessed that Jaune just wanted to be a little close to him, and just needed a little more contact or wanted to get in a more comfortable position. Whatever the truth was, he would let her do as she pleased, just as he would let any friend do to feel a little happier. For those he cared about he would do what he needed to do, to make sure they were alright and would help anyway he could.