Neo's live

Neo's smirk widened as she peered through the glass of the small, reinforced jar in her hand. Inside, the Butt Bug twitched irritably, its tiny pincers flexing in anticipation of its next… assignment. Three weeks of torment—countless bites delivered to unwilling victims, all just to condition this little monster for the perfect moment. And now, that moment had arrived.

From her hidden perch atop a Beacon Academy rooftop, Neo watched as Ruby Rose skipped obliviously down the courtyard path, her red cloak fluttering behind her. The young Huntress was laughing at something her teammate Yang had said, completely unaware of the humiliation that was about to befall her.

Neo's gloved fingers twisted the lid of the jar with deliberate slowness, savouring the final moment before chaos unfolded. The moment the seal broke, the Butt Bug shot forward like a black speck of vengeful darkness, its tiny wings a barely audible hum as it zipped toward its unsuspecting target.

Ruby's cheerful chatter with Yang didn't falter as the Grimm closed in, expertly weaving through the air currents to avoid detection. It circled once, twice—adjusting its trajectory before making its final approach from behind.

The first warning Ruby had was the faintest brush of movement against the back of her thigh, just beneath the hem of her skirt. Ruby's fingers then twitched toward the spot instinctively, but she dismissed it as a stray breeze or a loose thread from her skirt. She shifted slightly, her boot scuffing the pavement as she turned back to Yang with a grin.

Then, with practiced precision, it slipped beneath and then Ruby’s next step had faltered.

A sharp, stinging pain suddenly flared at the most unexpected place—her backside. Her silver eyes widened in shock, her breath hitching mid-laugh.

For a second, she stood frozen, unsure if she’d imagined it. Then—another bite.

Her entire body jolted. A strangled gasp escaped her lips before she finally let out a high-pitched scream, her hands flying behind her in a **** attempt to swat at whatever had just assaulted her.

Yang whirled around, her lilac eyes wide. "Ruby?! What the—" Ruby didn’t answer as she was too busy trying to stop the burning pain in her rear.

Instead, her legs buckled as the itching sensation erupted like wildfire, a thousand invisible needles pricking at her most sensitive spot. Her hands scrabbled uselessly at the back of her shorts, fingers clawing at fabric as if she could somehow dig the unseen assailant out.

"Yang—something bit me!" she shrieked, voice cracking mid-sentence.

Yang panicked before then lunging forward, but Ruby was already twisting, her body betraying her as she dropped to the ground in a frantic, wriggling heap.

Then with a **** yank, Ruby tore at the waistband of her shorts, fingers trembling as the unbearable itch intensified. The fabric snapped against her thighs before sliding down in a crumpled heap around her ankles—her tights following in a frantic peel. The courtyard air hit her bare skin just as another vicious bite sent her staggering forward, palms slapping against the pavement to catch herself. Causing her to scream louder in pain

Yang's jaw dropped. "Holy shit, Ruby—! What are you doing?!"

But Ruby was beyond embarrassment now. Her knees scraped against the cobblestones as she twisted, one hand futilely swiping at her exposed backside while the other clawed at the ground for any semblance of relief. She then screamed "HELP ME!!!" as she then began to butt-scoot across the ground, pain from such an action be damned.

Neo's grin stretched impossibly wider as she had then begun streaming the whole thing; she then adjusted the high-powered zoom lens on her scroll, the image stabilizing to crystal clarity just as Ruby's **** squirming hit its peak as she fell to her face with her butt in the air. The camera captured every twitch of her toned thighs, the way her flushed pink slit glistened with nervous sweat as she ground against the cobblestones in frantic circles. But the real prize was the tiny black speck wedged between her clenched cheeks - the Butt Bug's pincers buried deep in Ruby's quivering anus, its segmented abdomen pulsing with each new bite.

Yang's shocked sputtering turned into horrified realization as she spotted the Grimm as she yelled "Hold on!".

Neo's gloved fingers danced across her scroll screen, her mismatched eyes gleaming as the live viewer count ticked upward with dizzying speed. The camera's autofocus tightened on Ruby's spasming thighs, capturing the way her toes curled in her boots with each fresh sting from the Grimm burrowing deeper between her cheeks. A particularly vicious bite made Ruby arch backward, her entire body lifting off the cobblestones for one suspended moment before collapsing again - her naked rear bouncing against the pavement with a wet slap that sent the Butt Bug's barbed legs skittering for better purchase.

Yang finally snapped into action, her Ember Celica cocking with a metallic click as she scanned the courtyard. "Who the hell—?" Yang exclaimed but knew she had better things to worry about; like how she's supposed to get the bug off Ruby.

Yang's gauntlet hovered just inches from Ruby's bare skin as she hesitated—one wrong move and she might crush her sister's very flesh along with the Grimm. Ruby's choked sobs filled the courtyard as her hips jerked involuntarily, her sweat-slicked thighs leaving smears on the cobblestones. The Butt Bug's barbed legs flexed obscenely between Ruby's clenched cheeks, its swollen abdomen pulsing with each new injection of venom that made Ruby's back arch like a bowstring.

Yang's fingers twitched—then struck like a viper and the precision strike should have been enough to vaporise the Grimm instantly.

Yang's fingers plunged deep—but met only quivering flesh. The Butt Bug had darted aside at the last millisecond, its spindly legs skittering up Ruby's sweat-slicked crack as Yang's gauntleted digits accidentally speared straight into her sister's clenched anus. That moment is when it made its leave and when Yang hit the wrong target.

Ruby's scream shattered the courtyard air, her body jack-knifing off the ground as if electrocuted. Her hands flew to her violated rear, fingers clawing at Yang's wrist in a frantic attempt to dislodge the unexpected intrusion.

Yang's gauntleted fingers twitched inside her sister's clenched passage, the cold metal knuckle dusters scraping Ruby's sensitive inner anal walls as her scream dissolved into hyperventilating whimpers. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" Yang babbled, her face scarlet as she tried to retract her hand, but Ruby's convulsing sphincter muscles had locked down like a vice around her wrist. Each **** tug made Ruby's legs kick wildly, her bare heels drumming against the cobblestones as tears streaked her flushed face.

Neo's shoulders shook with silent laughter as she watched the Butt Bug skitter back into its hidden compartment, its tiny body engorged from feeding. Her scroll screen flickered wildly with notifications—10 million live viewers and climbing, the chat exploding with emojis and frantic comments. With one even questioning if she was ok? She bit her lip hard enough to taste blood, her mismatched eyes watering as Ruby's muffled sobs still echoed from the courtyard below.

Yang's gauntlet finally slipped free with a wet pop, sending Ruby collapsing forward, her bare rear twitching in the open air. The moment Yang yanked her hand back, Ruby's body seized—another wave of venom from the Grimm's lingering bites making her spine arch violently.

Before Neo could finally end the stream, her **** more than complete; both her, Yang, and her audience heard Ruby let out a loud, wet fart; which Neo knew was the final nail in her small social coffin.

The wet, bubbling sound tore through the courtyard like a deflating balloon, Ruby's sweat-slicked thighs trembling as an uncontrollable spasm **** hot gas erupting from her violated backside. The sound echoed off the academy walls—a humiliating, drawn-out blat that left Ruby frozen in horror, her tear-streaked face burning crimson as the vibration rippled through her bare cheeks.

Neo’s scroll then vibrated violently in her grip, the live chat exploding with crying-laughing emojis as the microphone captured every wet, squelching aftershock. Causing the like count to immediately go from 10,000 - 30,000 to a full-blown 30 billion, making it the most well liked live video on the platform.

Neo's ribs ached from suppressed laughter as she finally swiped to end the livestream, her knuckles white around the scroll. The device slipped from her trembling fingers, clattering onto the rooftop tiles as she doubled over, her silent giggles turning into full-body convulsions. Tears streamed down her face as she clutched her stomach, her tongue lolling in a soundless scream of delight while Ruby's final, mortified whimpers still carried on the breeze. She never expected it to go this well!

Yang’s fingers trembled as she wiped them on her combat skirt, the metallic scent of sweat and something far more intimate clinging to her gauntlet. Ruby lay curled on the cobblestones, her cape tangled beneath her, every ragged breath hitching with the aftershocks of humiliation. The air between them was thick with the musky, unmistakable aftermath of Ruby’s involuntary outburst—a scent that made Yang’s nose wrinkle even as her stomach twisted with guilt. “We—we never talk about this, EVER.” Ruby choked out, her voice raw.

Yang swallowed hard, her throat clicking as she nodded. "Never," she agreed, voice thick. Her fingers dug into Ruby's armpits, the fabric of her sister's combat dress damp with sweat as she hauled her upright. Ruby's legs wobbled like a newborn fawn's, her knees knocking together with every shuddering breath. The moment she was vertical, a fresh wave of venom-induced cramps made her bow forward with a whimper, her clenched fists pressing into her lower abdomen as her backside gave another wet, traitorous sputter.

Yang's grip tightened, her metal fingers leaving crescent-shaped indents in Ruby's sleeves as she steered them toward the dormitories at an awkward shuffle.

Neo's grin stretched impossibly wider as she rolled onto her stomach, peering over the rooftop ledge with predatory focus. Her gloved fingers twitched toward her scroll again—she couldn't resist capturing the grand finale. Below, Yang half-dragged Ruby toward the dormitory steps, her sister's trembling legs leaving a glistening trail of sweat on the cobblestones. The best part is that Yang didn't realise she was dragging her sister to a social **** sentence and Neo loved it.

The moment Ruby's boot touched the first step, a fresh spasm wracked her body. Her thighs clamped together with a wet squelch, her backside convulsing as another burst of trapped air escaped in a choked, shuddering gasp. The sound bounced off the academy walls, far too loud in the evening quiet.

Neo's fingers hovered over her scroll's recording button, then stilled. There was no need. The damage was irreversible—Ruby's choked sobs, the way her fingers clawed at her own skirt, the wet imprint left on the stone steps—it was all burned into Beacon's collective memory forever.

Yang's voice cracked as she whispered reassurances, but Ruby wasn't hearing them. Her silver eyes were wide, unfocused, her breath coming in shallow hitches between hiccuping cries. Every muscle in her body was locked tight, as if she could physically hold herself together if she just clenched hard enough.

Neo’s smirk lingered as she pushed herself up from the rooftop ledge, dusting off her white pants with a satisfied flick of her wrist. The muffled sound of Ruby’s whimpers still carried through the air, but she’d had her fun—no need to stick around for the sobbing aftermath. Once she heard the sound of bellowing laughter from all around of Beacon is when she decided to make her leave.

She twirled her parasol idly, the tip scraping against stone as she sauntered away, the rhythm of her heels clicking a mocking little tune. Her mind wandered to the livestream—how Yang’s face had twisted in horror, how Ruby’s entire body had betrayed her in the worst possible way.

Oh well. Maybe next time.