Tits Out For Combat Class

The third class of the day was Metalworking, which included everything from weapon maintenance and design to smithing. The professor was a man named Argyris who preferred that people not call him Professor, only Sir or to just use his name. His first class of the year was spent on taking a tour of the large workshop and going over basic safety protocols.

The moment Ruby stepped into the workshop her eyes lit up with excitement. She stared at all the workstations and the machines around the room with a buzz running through her body. Her previous worrying behavior was forgotten in favor of drooling over the cool looking equipment on the walls.

The rest of the class had watched in amusement as the younger girl made cute noises of awe at all the high-tech things around her. Even the Professor looked on with bemusement before continuing on with his lesson in safety.

When Ruby noticed the large open door in the back that seemed to lead to a large room with a forge, she almost squealed. She was about to make moves towards that room when Yang caught the hood of her cloak.

“Ghh!” Ruby choked. She turned to pout at her sister but Yang was having none of it. She dragged her sister back into the group standing at one side of the workshop. The other students chuckled.

Realizing that she was being watched, the little reaper blushed heavily and looked down in embarrassment. With a wry grin the Professor finished up his explanations of where the safety gloves and aprons were.

The Professor was a big man. A big, tall man with thick arms, likely from a lifetime of working with metal and hammering things into shape. He wore dark leathers with a thin jacket. A white tank-top was visible through the half-unzipped jacket and a little chest hair was also peeking through. The man kept his black hair short in tandem with his chin strap style beard. His blue grey eyes were sharp as he surveyed the students in his workshop.

“In a moment I'll show you the forge in the back.” He told the class with his deep voice. “But before I do, I cannot stress enough that there is to be no running in my workshop. No running, no pushing, no loitering. If you are here, in class time or outside of class time, then you are here to work. That goes double for the forge. I will have no accidents from carelessness here. Is that understood?”

The Professor eyed all the students he could with a hard stare. Not a mean stare meant to intimidate, but a firm, no-nonsense, stare. Ruby met his eyes when he got to her and nodded her understanding, most of her embarrassment faded from her cheeks.

Professor Argyris then gave an easy-going smile, completely diffusing any tension he had created with his strict words. “Alright. Now follow me.”

The class filed into the back room. Which happened to be quite spacious. As it needed to be, since one wall was taken up by this impressive looking beast. More equipment adorned the walls with cabinets and closets, no doubt containing more safety gear, lined up by the door.

As they filed in Gray took the chance to stand next to Ruby and wrap his arm around her shoulders.

She looked up at him in surprise at the sudden contact. She also relaxed a little when she knew it was Gray next to her. Ruby still gave him a quizzical look.

Gray just gave her a reassuring smile and squeezed her shoulder. After that he just rested his arm around her and went back to paying attention to the class. A moment later he felt Ruby relax into him. At the corner of his eye Gray caught Yang grinning at him from Ruby’s other side. He grinned back and looked back to the Professor.

He had to admit that simply holding Ruby like this felt nice. The warmth and softness of her body was getting him a little excited. But more than that, it felt... well... just nice.

Like they were already dating. The intimacy of the moment felt good. Even in a non-sexual way.

They stood like that for the rest of the Professors explanations about the class, even when Gray could feel Ruby’s excitement at the mention of the forge and equipment around them. She literally buzzed a little under his arm at times.

Ruby stayed on her best behavior for the rest of the class until Argyris began to show them pictures of older students works. The images of impressive weaponry had Ruby trying to contain a squeal. The class still heard though.

“I hope to see that kind of enthusiasm in every one of my classes from here on out.” The Professor said to the girl, a wry smile on his weathered face. The rest of the class made sounds of amusement.

Ruby blushed at the sudden attention again but stood straight and nodded at the teacher.

“Good,” Argyris said, nodding. He went back to addressing the rest of the class. “Now, on to waste disposal...”

More safety explanations ensued.

---

They were now on their way to Combat Training with Professor Goodwitch. Teams RWBY and JNPR were walking down a hallway and navigating their way through the crowd of other students on the way to their own lessons.

Gray hung back from the girls of his team to walk with Jeanne and Pyrrha, even as he kept his eyes on the fluttering skirts of Team RWBY ahead.

“According to our schedules we will be alternating between Combat Training and Physical Education each day of the school week,” Pyrrha was saying as she was reading through her timetable. “We will be having a different Professor for those lessons.”

“Why do they have us doing two kinds of physical classes?” Jeanne asked, tilting her head in confusion.

“Being able to run, climb and swim without dropping dead from exhaustion is also important in our line of work.” Gray answered automatically, even as he didn’t take his eyes off of the girls in front of him.

“Oh, yeah, that makes sense.” Jeanne admitted.

Gray didn’t catch Ren also nod her head, agreeing with that wisdom.

“Did you say swim?!” Nora screamed from beside Ren. To which Ren barely reacted beyond tilting her head slightly away. “We get to go swimming?!”

“Oh, yeah, I forgot to mention,” Jeanne told Nora, looking apologetic. “We found a swimming pool on the first day here.”

“That’s awesome!!” The ginger yelled in happiness. She scooted in close to Jeanne with stars in her eyes. “You gotta tell me where it is.”

Jeanne blinked at the enthusiastic girl and gave her directions while Gray just looked on at the butts of four girls. They walked the rest of the way to the Combat Hall like that. The girls of Team RWBY walking ahead with Yang and Ruby talking together while Blake and Weiss walked silently. Two of the girls of JNPR were talking animatedly about swimming while Pyrrha double and triple-checked the timetable. Ren was like Blake and Weiss and calmly followed along.

Gray, while still perving on the girls of his team, still managed to consider in his mind what he should do next. There was still much to figure out and there were many opportunities. Plus, his libido was making a comeback, which most definitely drove some of the ideas through his head.

With the next class being Combat however... He would still need to hold off for a little bit longer. Unless an opportunity cropped up in that class, then perhaps Gray could get his rocks off in some way, but he couldn’t come up with anything at the moment though.

Unless...

Gray was reminded of one of the goals he set for himself that morning. The one about using his Semblance where no one could hear and making a command to see if it still affected someone. And just then, an idea popped up in Gray's head.

Activating his Semblance, Gray broke off from the group and allowed them to walk away from him. Looking around, Gray checked some of the classrooms and lecture halls to find an empty one. The first two were filling up with students but the third one seemed to not be in use for this class period.

Gray ducked inside and closed the door behind him. He walked down the steps into the center of the tiered room and thought about what he wanted to say.

“Once my Combat Training class starts, Professor Goodwitch will flash her breasts to the whole class today as if it’s normal.”

That would be fun to see.

Although... Gray didn’t want her reputation to suffer because of the student's reactions. Could he affect all of them with his Semblance too? Could he get all of the students to treat the moment like it wasn’t anything noteworthy?

“The students of my Combat Training class will react as if the Professor flashing her breasts isn’t noteworthy or strange.”

Hopefully that will make things a little fun for Gray, and won’t make him feel a little guilty for ruining a professor's reputation. With that test preparation done, all Gray had to do next was be a witness. So, he turned to leave the classroom and head off to Combat Training. However, just as he was turning, he noticed the sole camera in the room and stopped.

Gray froze in place, a small amount of panic stirred in his stomach. That was until his logic kicked in and told him that his Semblance should still be working its magic. He glanced at his hands to see the familiar blur effect at the edge of his silhouette and he sighed in relief.

Then Gray reasoned that there might be another camera in the Combat Hall.

Gray frowned, wondering if that might be a liability. Making someone do something embarrassing, only for it to be witnessed by a camera... Would that be enough to blow his cover? Or even just create a stir?

Gray might have to nip this in the bud.

“Anyone watching footage of Professor Goodwitch flashing her breasts in front of students will think that it isn’t noteworthy or strange.”

Gray thought over what he just said and nodded. Hopefully that was all he needed to do. Giving the camera in the classroom one more look, Gray breathed deeply and left the room.

---

Gray entered the Combat Hall, after noticing that it was placed next to the locker room. Which made sense really considering that students would be fighting often and would need access to their weapons for this class. And that would also explain the extra set of doors the locker room had, both to the outside and to the adjacent Combat Hall.

Once he entered, Gray looked around the room to try and find his friends, and also to spot the professor. Teams RWBY and JNPR were finding a place to sit in the stadium seating. The room was large enough that you could host a small tournament in there. A school wide tournament. Which, honestly, they probably did do from time to time. The audience seating looked like they could fit most of the student body.

RWBY and JNPR were getting a front row seat, even though the front row was raised up above the ground floor by almost three meters. There were stairs built in at intervals around the room to allow access.

The platform where the fighting would take place was also raised above the ground floor but only by about a meter and a half. Two sets of stairs allowed access to the platform on which the blonde professor stood. She was in the exact middle and was preoccupied with her large tablet scroll. There was no sign of nudity. Yet?

With Semblance still active Gray made his way over to his Team. He walked up the stairs, only to notice that his old friends of Team TCNO were also partaking in this class, which gave him an idea. An idea that made him feel a little guilty, but he couldn’t help it.

Gray quickly jogged up the stairs to reach them in the middle row opposite the aisle from his team. The four of them were chatting, joking around, and even glancing a lot at the pretty professor.

“Man, talk about fuel for fantasies...” Orrin said almost to himself. Nero besides him laughed in a small quiet huff.

“One fantasy that can never be attained.” Nero replied almost jovially.

Orrin sighed. “Tight black skirt... black high-heel boots... stern mature face... Lords of the Valley, she’s ridiculous.”

“You’re not in love, are you?” Nero asked, side-eying him.

“No, I’m just hormonal.” The green-haired boy said in resignation.

Gray couldn’t help but laugh, as well as feel for the guy. He knew exactly what he meant. The other two guys on the other hand...

“I don’t think we’ll be fighting today. It might just be another introductory class.” Tanner was saying to Classius.

“That’s a bit of a shame. Makes sense though.” Classius replied. “Would have been nice to see or participate in a practice match.”

Tanner nodded in agreement.

Of course. Those two were more into the prospect of training. Gray shook his head with a small smile. He really needed to catch up with these goofs at some point. He might even be able to help them with the ladies in some way. Just not with Gray’s ladies.

Which is what he came up here for.

“You four are not sexually or romantically interested in the girls of Teams RWBY and JNPR.” He told them firmly and deliberately.

“Sure thing, Gray.” Tanner said, glancing his way.

“Gotcha.” Orrin replied, still staring at the professor.

The other two just nodded.

Satisfied, Gray made his way back to his team.

RWBY and JNPR were seated in a line at the front row but still had some space to spare. Gray scooted in between Ruby and Yang and settled in with his hands on their thighs before letting go of his Semblance.

Their reactions were mixed. Ruby glanced at him with a blush and tried to go back to waiting for the lesson, occasionally looking at his hand on her thigh. Yang on the other hand just smirked and scooted closer until their legs were touching fully and her own hand rested on his thigh with a squeeze.

Gray felt like a king.

After a few more moments the whole class filtered in and all the students took their seats. A moment later Professor Goodwitch looked up from her tablet scroll to survey the class. She looked at her wristwatch and nodded.

“Good,” Her voice echoed across the hall. Even speaking at a normal volume her voice carried far. Likely because of acoustics. “You are all on time. I expect punctuality in my class. Today and every other day.”

A strict start. Seems in character, Gray thought.

Professor Goodwitch collapsed her scroll and put it away before stepping forward. Her hands rose up and, to Gray’s immediate interest, pulled down her white blouse with its large cleavage cut-out. This revealed to the class her delicious looking boobs. Granted, they were still in a bra, a white one with lace, but they still had Gray popping a boner. Goodwitch proceeded to lift each tit out of her cups and expose her nipples to everyone.

Then she lowered her hands to her sides and started the class.

Gray promptly ignored her words and activated his Semblance to gauge the reactions of everyone else. He looked around, peering at the faces of Team RWBY and JNPR. They all seemed to take the woman's actions in stride. Further up, other students and even Team TCNO seemed unaffected by the nude display. Gray could see that Orrin was still leering at the professor, but there didn’t seem to be any surprise on his face, nor arousal beyond what he was already feeling as well.

Gray kept looking for anyone that might have been out of place. Someone that looked confused or surprised, shocked or embarrassed. But there was nothing like that. Just passive students listening to a lecture.

“...these mock duels are not about winning or losing. They are about improving yourself through practice and through trial and error.” The exposed titty professor was saying. “So, if I call on you on any given day to fight in front of the class, please do not be nervous about losing. We are all here to learn and grow. To become better.”

Gray turned his Semblance off again and continued to observe the students until a change in the professor’s tone brought his attention back to her breasts.

“Although, if anyone should feel the silly need to laugh at, make fun of, disparage or bully others for their fighting ability...” Her eyes turned icy as she glared at the students before her. Everyone awkwardly waited for her next words. Gray on the other hand just thought that the image was ruined with the exposed tits. “I will make an example of you.” Goodwitch said, steel in her tone.

Everyone gulped.

Good, Gray thought. There wasn’t any room for bullies in an academy that trained people to protect other people. It would kind of defeat the point. In Gray’s opinion at least.

The professor continued to eye the students for a moment longer before nodding to herself. She then took out her tablet scroll again and tapped away until a large holographic screen appeared above her head. It was large enough for all the students to see what was written on it.

“This will be the curriculum for this year.” Goodwitch announced. “In conjunction with Professor Bruno, who will be in charge of your physical education and conditioning, your schedule will look like this.”

The schedule presented on the big screen was really a more in-depth look at the students own timetables, just with a focus on both Combat and P.E. There seemed to be mention of what sorts of things they would all be doing throughout the year. Gray saw a couple things called ‘defensive measures’ and ‘evasive maneuvers' in a few blocks of the schedule for Combat. And P.E had a few things like ‘cross-country hike’ and ‘endurance sprint’ and, low and behold, ‘aquatic training.’

So, swimming was definitely part of the school course. It wasn’t just a fun recreational pass-time.

A couple things that naturally stood out to Gray, and even a few of the students, were the ‘tournaments’ listed throughout the year. There was a singles tournament, a doubles tournament and a full team tournament planned for later in the year.

Exciting stuff. Heck, even P.E had an obstacle course planned at some point. Gray was getting spoilt.

And what was that? Expeditions into the forests around Beacon? Wilderness orienteering? Camping trips? Be still my beating heart, Gray thought to himself, almost with a hand pressed to his head like an overwhelmed damsel.

“As you can see, we are expecting quite a bit from you this year,” Goodwitch was telling them. “And yes, we will be having our own tournaments. Take this as an opportunity to test yourselves as well as an opportunity to learn the rules surrounding such an event. Who knows, perhaps you will find yourselves ready to take on the Vytal Tournament when the Amity arena arrives next year.”

That had the class murmuring amongst themselves.

That reminded Gray. The next Vytal festival was being hosted by Vale next year. Which meant lots of visitors from other schools would be walking around. Which meant lots of new girls to play with for a bit. And perhaps more tests to conduct. Or perhaps Gray was getting ahead of himself.

“So, we’re all gunning for the Vytal Tournament, right ladies?” Yang spoke up to her teammates. “And Gray.”

Gray just smiled at the slight snub.

“Of course, why would we do anything by half-measures?” Weiss said with her usual pride. Her earlier funk seemed to have retreated for now.

“Yeah! Why half-measures when we can do them by full-measures!” Ruby added with a fist pump. Weiss just rolled her eyes and likely called the girl an idiot in her head.

“Blake? How about you?” Yang asked the quiet cat girl.

The girl didn’t look like she was all that moved, not like the rest of the class, but ended up shrugging.

“Sure, it could be fun going all out.”

“That’s the spirit!” Yang cheered. “And Gray? I haven’t seen you fight yet. You think you’re up for it?”

“Count me in.” He told her confidently.

Yang smiled brilliantly at the response and went on to chat with the team about the upcoming school singles tournament. Gray left the conversation and heard Nora in Team JNPR shout “...and we’ll break their legs!”

Gray shook his head and watched every other team talk animatedly about the future ****. Team TCNO looked to already be planning the strats.

“Students.” Professor Goodwitch addressed the class. Her voice, as amplified as it was by the room, cut through the chatter. Any leftover murmuring stopped when they realised that the other students had stopped to listen. “I’m sure you are all excited, however, you all have plenty of time to prepare for the Vytal Festival. Now, I’ve given you all a brief overview of what will be expected of you in the coming year. My explanation for that is finished.”

She tapped her scroll and the large screen disappeared.

“However, it seems that we still have time.” She mused as she looked at her wristwatch. “So, would anybody be interested in starting things off, with the very first official duel of the year?”