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Chapter 11 by Stormdragon19 Stormdragon19

How does their morning go?

An odd class, and Kitty Bitch

The girls were not thrilled about going to class. They were all on edge after the morning events. especially after Spartan Bitch's scream of panic being the 4th of them to seem to go crazy. Blake was looking particularly apprehensive, given she and Blonde Bitch were the only two of their group of 6 who hadn't done anything yet.

As they gathered for class, Blake saw how every girl seemed to have had a terrible morning. Team CMNE's Hot Bitch was glaring at Giving Bitch, Mercury and... (What was her name, again? They never said... huh...) looking relatively fine. Guess the last girl hadn't triggered anything yet. Team CVFE's Style Bitch and Bunny Bitch looked to be in a mood much like they were - she couldn't help but wonder what all the other girls did when they'd triggered themselves. Still, it's not like they were alone in their misery, after the morning RWBY and JNPR had had with Red, Ice, Pancake and Spartan Bitch's getting triggered... wait...

"Blonde Bitch, I think I figured something out." She told her girlfriend, the blonde looking annoyed at having to be called that. "What is it, Kitty Bitch?"

"I think I know how to get around calling each other... that." She said emphasizing the last word to avoid accidentally offending Blonde Bitch again. "You remember why we're called Team RWBY?"

"Yeah, It's the first letter of each are our names, why?"

"Which initial is each of ours?" Blake asked, noticing Blonde Bitch's rolling eyes and sigh of exasperation.

"All right, I'll play along. Obviously, R is Red Bitch, W is Ice Bitch, B is you, Kitty Bit... wait..." Blonde Bitch paused as realization dawned, Blake nodding enthusiastically as she understood. Blonde Bitch, meanwhile, couldn't stop herself from facepalming at realizing what should have been obvious. "Oh duh..."

"Right, just let the other Red Bitch and - I mean, R and W know, Y. We can just use our initials from the team. I'll let N and P on JNPR know as well." Blake sighed, a smile playing across her face for the first time today.

"Sure thing, Ki- er, B." Blake's hot blonde girlfriend nodded, going off to talk about it with her sister while she moved to the JNPR girls. It was good to have a plan for this. Hopefully class wouldn't be too crazy...


...Well, that hope didn't last long. With everything going on, she'd forgotten Good Bitch was still acting off. Heck, she still had her panties around her knees! Blake grumbled as she was suddenly very tempted to just put her head on the desk and sleep the rest of class. But, she was one of the better students, and from the looks of things, there were enough students - mostly the boys - who were just napping through this. Probably cause stuff like this seemed 'normal' to them.

At least Good Bitch was still teaching the class, even is she was letting people get away with a lot. She could see Neo in the corner texting away on her scroll while Cardin had his feet up on his desk.

"Oh my! I almost forgot!" Good Bitch suddenly announced, bouncing up as she raised her cane and levitated a stack of papers on her desk. with a casual flick, he sent a couple pages to every student. "This silly bitch almost forgot about the pop quiz today! Let this silly good bitch make it to you!" As she said this she stuck her cane right up her skirt, a loud ooohing leaving no room to imagine where it was going. She then hoisted up her top and ripped off her bra, letting her huge breasts escape in a flurry of motion. To complete her performative apology, she crossed her eyes and started bouncing, her chest springing along as she did so, the cane moving like a pogo stick up and down... or rather, in and out. "This good bitch will take the quiz back at the end of class, so enjoy!" She finished, sticking out her tongue and giving double peace signs to complete the ridiculous look.

Blake sighed loudly, though most of the girls in class were more in a position of having their jaws dropped in speechlessness. Blake looked over her quiz - and it was problems meant for first graders. Though looking it over, one thing caught her eye - the place to put their names.

Looking at her teammates, she made her decision. "I'm going to try something, R, W, Y. brace yourselves and hope this works." Steeling herself, She took out a pencil and began writing in the name space. In the next second, they had their answer.

"My name is Kitty Bitch, cause I'm done pretending to be smart like you humans! Nya!" Kitty bitch had jumped up from writing, ripping off her ribbon before putting her hands in a position like paws and making an overly cutesy smile as she bounced around next to Yang and nuzzled her boobs.

"What the-!" Was all Yang could get out before her girlfriend started purring as Kitty Bitch rubbed her crotch on her legs. "Pet your pet pussy pwease, nya!" She proffered, batting at the blonde's breasts like yarn balls.

Red Bitch quickly grabbed Blake's test, her eyes widening. "Yeah, this thing affects writing too." Showing the test to W and Y, they saw she had written not only Kitty Bitch, but the entire phrase she shouted as she started.

Pancake Bitch looked alarmed at Kitty Bitch's behavior. She was suddenly very glad she hadn't tried writing 'Nora' down. However, she and Kitty Bitch weren't the only ones to have this idea.

"I'm Anal Bitch, cause I love stuffing things up my butt!"

"I'm Titty Bitch, cause I'm AAAAALLL about my titanic tits!"

"I'm Cake Bitch, who just has to have all the cake!"

One girl had started putting everything she could find up her ass while another ripped their top off and bouncing it like Good Bitch was, and a third one had grabbed her teammate's ass and dove headfirst into it. The classroom had descended into debauchery, and Professor Good bitch just kept debasing herself at the front of the room like nothing was wrong.

One thing was clear to Teams RWBY and JNPR - whatever was going on, they needed to get to the bottom of it fast.

"PET YOUR DUMB PUSSY, NYAAAA!"


Unnoticed in all the chaos was a grinning mute, who had her scroll running a text to speech app that was connected to a pair of earbuds in the ears of a very good bitch...

How does class progress, or do we cut to after?

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