Break time

Moved by her compassion, Pyrrha walks to Weiss and hugs her. Dealing with such heavy thoughts had Weiss shaken up. Weiss felt too rattled to hug Pyrrha back. Weiss was closer to her goal than ever before, but her mind was elsewhere. Having to confront herself was the last thing Weiss planned on doing today.

Weiss and Pyrrha take a seat on a bench in the corner of the gymnasium. Pyrrha takes a water bottle out of her bag and passes it to Weiss while thinking of something to say. She opted to lighten the mood once Weiss got a gulp.

"I heard that Jaune invited you to the dance. Where did that go?" Pyrrha asks politely.

"I did not know what to tell him at the time. He tried to serenade me... I was not moved by it. Besides, I had a different idea of who I wanted as my date to the Beacon dance..." Weiss responds.

"May I ask who?" Pyrrha inquires.

"I think it is best I keep that one to myself for now. I want to know more about you," Weiss says with a smile.

"Oh dear, an on-the-stop interview. Fire away!" Pyrrha replies playfully.

"Why did you enrol in Beacon academy instead of Haven academy?" Weiss asks.

"Going for the jackpot question already? I needed an escape from being treated like a celebrity. It was impossible for me to make real friends in Mistral because of the fame surrounding me. I was lonely at the top. Sound familiar?" Pyrrha answers.

"Yeah... and even if you stayed at home, you risked becoming public enemy number one for not being like how everyone else wants you to be..." Weiss adds. Weiss knew the pain of isolation so well she could finish Pyrrha's sentences.

"I was lampooned with many low-brow remarks for coming to Beacon. Even as champion, I was not immune to being labelled with all manner of slurs. The backlash I got only justified why I had to leave Mistral more. Though fame is not the only reason why I came to Beacon. Part of the issue was my moms..." Pyrrha confesses.

"Moms?" Weiss asks, confused.

"Yes, I have two mothers..." Pyrrha replies, leaning forward to give Weiss a hint.

"Is your father a futanari?!" Weiss questions.

"I prefer the term seed mother, but yes my 'father' is a futanari," Pyrrha says.

"No way!" Weiss responds. She is amazed at how Pyrrha could declare having two mothers so casually. All the concerns Weiss had regarding her gender and sexuality were a non-issue to Pyrrha.

"My seed mother did not tolerate weakness- they didn't give me any time for friendship or love even before I got famous. They were 'distractions' I could live without, she said... I was constantly under pressure to train. Sparring like how we just did is how my seed mother taught me to vent. As for my mother, she sacrificed so much for me. So, she expected me to give everything I had for a taste of glory..."

"If you don't mind me asking, was your seed mother ever ashamed of being a futanari?"

"Ashamed? Never! Not with the kind of clothes she wears around the house!"

"Dare I ask what they lounge around in? I know I shouldn't but now I need to know!"

"Her aversion to wearing pants reminded me that she was a futanari nearly every day!"

"They would walk around the house in their undies with a huge bulge poking out?!"

"Not a huge bulge, though a bulge nonetheless!"

Weiss' second hand embarrassment for Pyrrha makes her laugh heartily! Perhaps a little longer than she should have. Pyrrha chuckles along with her, though she honestly did not think her joke was that funny. Speaking freely with Pyrrha made Weiss like a great weight was lifting off her chest. Pyrrha mentioning that her seed mother has a small dick tickles Weiss' funny bone differently because of the observed contrast between futanari erotica and reality. Futanari erotica often exaggerates how well-endowed futanari are to absurd degrees!

At least Pyrrha won't be disappointed if Weiss gets to 3rd base. She probably knows to temper her expectations with futas...

"How did your parents meet?" Weiss asks, calming herself down from laughing like a goofball.

"They met on a beach in the Aphroditus isles. My seed mother, Aurum, was born in the Aphroditus isle. My mother, Helen, was enjoying herself on vacation there. However, my mother didn't tell my seed mother that she was already married when they had a love affair..." Pyrrha explains.

"This is spicy! What was going on with your mom's first marriage?"

"She was trying to escape it. A few weeks after the love affair, my seed mother and my mom eloped. The result of which led to a legal battle between my mom and her cuckold husband over their split which lasted 9 years!"

"You had to grow up with that looming over your head?!"

"Honestly, it prepared me for being famous! Dealing with people who want to take you down is part of the game."

"Okay, I have a few more questions about titles. If you call your mother mom, what do you call your seed mother?"

"Madam! In some parts of Mistral, it is a custom for futanari with female wives to use the title Madam rather than Missus"

"So it is Madam Aurum Nikos and Mrs. Helen Nikos... Does that mean two futas married together are called Madam and Madam in Mistral?"

"Sometimes. Both partners taking the title Missus is also fine if they are feminine presenting. I have seen two futanari Misters married together as well. Mistral is very flexible when it comes to titles after marriage but the main three are Mister, Missus, Madam."

"Have you visited the Aphroditus isles before? I heard they have a very low population of men."

"I have! The Aphroditus isles have a population of less than 20% men. The rest are all women and futanari. Before Mistral's conquest of South Amina, men were forbidden to step foot on the island without invitation! There are very strict rules for men who emigrate to the isles today- most are only given a temporary visa unless they are married. Tourism is also tightly controlled to stop waves of single men looking to score."

"Why did your parents choose to live in Argus rather than the Aphroditus isles?"

"My mom's job. She works in the fashion industry. They were actually a really big supermodel before I was born! She still does modelling, though her career leans more towards the business end of fashion now. Argus is such an important trade port with Atlas that she could find better opportunities there than South Amina. Argus is also far from her ex-husband."

"What do your parents think about you studying at Beacon?"

"My seed mother rarely sees eye to eye with me... She wanted me to become a legendary hero for Mistral. My mom certainly pushed me in that direction too. I just wanted to discover myself... I too needed a step back from being burdened with someone else's dreams."

"Here in Beacon, you already are the champion your parents wanted you to be and so much more!"

"I'm glad you see it that way. People have been online ranting that I'm not a 'true Mistrali' because I'm attending Beacon... Do you believe in destiny? I think we were fated to meet."

"I couldn't agree more..." Weiss responds softly.

Weiss’ chest flutters as she gazes into Pyrrha’s eyes. Her journey was symmetrical to Pyrrha's despite coming from very different backgrounds. Their extended gaze is interrupted by Pyrrha standing up.

"Let's get changed!" Pyrrha says as she taps Weiss' arm.

"Changed?! Oh... I... completely forgot my change of clothes!" Weiss replies anxiously. Seeing Pyrrha changing was likely going to make her pop an erection, so she had to lie. It could ruin all her progress she's made with Pyrrha!

"That's fine. Just come with me to the changing room. I won't be long," Pyrrha says while holding out a hand.

Weiss thought to herself if it would be better off for her to go with Pyrrha into the changing room or find another excuse to head straight to her dorm. The risks were high on spoiling her momentum regardless of which choice she made...