It was Blake, annoyed at 'Weiss' hogging the toilet. (Part Swap - ass and leg)

"Hurry up, Weiss. You've been there for half an hour already." That wasn't Yang's teasing voice. It was Blake Belladonna. And right now she sounded fed up waiting for her turn.

"Ugh."

Well she's gonna have to wait longer 'cause I'm not done flicking this bean.

"Ugh."

I say flicking but I'm really just pulling my clit with these dainty fingers like I'm rubbing one out. The Weiss part of me could only huff and puff at my 'improper' way of pleasuring herself, bombarding my mind with memories of her doing the deed in the past. It involved slow and gradual build up that for some reason included step-by-step guides on how to please herself. But-

"Damn~" Maybe watching Weiss, a woman that's as pompous squat like this, with the tits of Xiao Long masturbate in front of the mirror like I, Cardin Winchester, would was just extra fuel to my imagination.

"Can it wait? In the middle of something- Oh gods~" I let out another moan unintentionally while I stopped squatting and let my ass kiss the cold bathroom tiles. I could see each cheek squeeze in contact to the hard floor and how my pussy continued to throb without me doing anything. It was soaked from me rubbing the knob but clearly begging for seconds... maybe some thirds... make that a fourth.

Fuck, this body's needy. I went back to pulling my clit. Blake would understand right? Who the hell cares what she wants?! Can't she see I'm busy learning 'biology'?

"Ugh, you do this all the time, Weiss. Last time it was your makeup sessions, then it was your meditation. Now, you're doing this. Sometimes I wonder if you get off at the idea of impeding people. Then again, you're doing it right now but I guess you wanted to take it to the literal sense. " I never heard Blake complain like that. Well the real me. The Weiss-side of me always got into arguments. Memories of the two arguing about the most mundane stuff flooded my mind. It almost felt like I had been the one arguing with Blake at that time, like I was some snobbish noble lady arguing with the paupers.

"Ugh~ Look, ugh... Belladonna... Blake. Whatever. I just-" wanna keep rubbing one out until the butterflies go away. And lemme tell ya, it's gonna take a while. "- wanna take my time to Jill off. Is that too much to ask?"

And just then I got bombarded with more memories of her. Memories that I could actually use as ammunition. I could see a smug smirk form on my face in the mirror.

"There's a time and place for everything Weiss-"

"-Oh leave the high and mighty by the door, Belladonna. Ugh- You just want to rub one out too 'cause you got to the good part of your smut, Blake." Of course Weiss would never tell her Faunus friend that she saw the black haired girl goon to some raunchy novel. Hang on Blake's a Faunus? Huh... those ribbons fooled me. But that's besides the point. She was a pot calling kettle black.

"H-how did you know?"

"You weren't exactly quiet doing it, unnnh. Not that I blame you and all. Just- fuck- let me finish." That sounded more poignant than I intended as if we were baring our hearts out to each other.

Or... my legs tried to reach the door to unlock it. I was too short. Damn it.

As far as I'm concerned, we were both degenerates. This interaction counted as camaraderie at this point.

Just then the remote, that I forgot was in my pocket, started throbbing worse than Weiss jr - which jolted me in surprise as if it had attained its own Eureka."

"Okay, you win Blake."

"What is it now?" But I already knew what it wanted. It's why I'm like this, sprawled on the floor practicing morse code and 'radio' operating with this bean. Something had to be swapped, stat.

What was there to change for me anyway? I had the face card and fat tits to match (thanks Xiao Long). What more could I add to this?

My foot dangled a foot away from the door...

Ah. Right I was a short stack. I knew what I needed to swap.

Zzzzap~ It felt like a cushion just inflated below me but I knew well that was my new fat ass. I gave it a good rub, welcoming it to my body.

That was just the start.

My legs grew. If you ever watched those stretchy cartoons, that's exactly what happened to my legs as I finally reached the door knob. I twisted the thing in no time to reveal the person I was talking to. Blake stood there, her eyes looking anywhere but down, which was now an issue for her considering how much inches she lost. She was practically a short stack...

I gained around eight inches thanks to these legs. And now I spread them like a book showing them off to their former owner.

"How about we have fun together?" I tried to make my voice an octave lower. I must have sounded cool right? Maybe not the level as my old body but I could still be a bad boy right? Err, bad girl in this case.

"Ugh Weiss, TMI. I just wanted to use the toilet for myself not turn this into a porno."

What.

"What?"

"I'm glad you finally admitted to swinging that way like I did but..."

"But?"

"It's not really hot when you act like a total creep."

Blake didn't seem impressed. The nerve! Both sides of me agreed for once.

"Total creep? The fuck you mean I'm creepy?"

"You don't think you're creepy? Sitting down like that? Alone? Asking your room mate these things?"

"I'm hot as fuck!" Now this maybe Weiss' side being insecure again but I felt like I had to throw my hat in the ring as well. I felt defensive for once. I mean look at me! I'm a babe! This body was an amalgamation of the hottest chicks in Beacon!

"No one likes a narc, Weiss. 'Cept maybe Yang."

"Am I wrong though? You're saying you don't want a piece of this?"

"Why are you flexing your arms like that? See that's my issue." Oh and now she was acting like this was a versus debate. "You're acting like a dude, Weiss. And a really horny one. It's... it's kinda too much."

Urk.

Somehow those were the magic words because whatever heat I was feeling in my loins, this clit, these tits, just fizzle out.

"Can't even bag a Faunus baddie with these guns..." There was no muscle to flex. For some reason I wasn't even abhorred of the idea I was trying to win a Faunus over. Weiss's arms were toothpicks compared to my old one. No wonder Xiao Long was the only one who showed interest in me, she was the type of gal to dominate dudes and I guess chicks since she was into whatever I was doing.

"Not what I meant, Weiss." She sat beside me on the cold floor like she was letting me down. "I just find it odd someone like you is acting like this... is all. Aren't you more of the royalty type?"

"Fuck no."

"Well, not right now but before that it was pretty spot on to call you an ice queen."

"Well this is the new me. Got a problem with it?" It wasn't my body in the first place, so why should I care if people see me flicking the bean?