A not-so-good day

You scream as you hurl through the air. The only thought in your head besides what kind of splat you'll make when you hit the ground is

"Is this some cosmic punishment for messing with Yang? Is religion real? I didn't know any better!" Then as you fall below the forest canopy you see a golden blur zoom above you. Before you can process that wasn't a bird or a leaf but a spear, you jolt to a stop. The spear didn't hit you but your hoodie. You now hang from the trunk of a tree by the grace of the spear. Jaune Arc, human tree ornament.

You hang there for a bit. Wondering if the entire thing was them stringing you along and they knew the whole time you faked your way into Beacon. Then you hear a rustling in the bushes below you. 'Please don't be a Grimm or a wild animal," you think. Instead of a monster or a wild boar, a woman clad in white comes out brandishing a rapier. You recognize her as Weiss from the airship.

"Hi," You say, waving meekly at her. She looks up at you for a second, says nothing, then turns around, walking back into the bushes. You make a mental note that if this isn't a cruel joke and you make it out of here you're using the marker to get back at her for that.

A minute or two later another student comes out from the woods. Another woman, this one class in red and gold. You remember her name being Pyrrha but not much else. You notice her color scheme matches the spear you're hanging from. You end up putting two and two together.

"Hello again. Thanks for the save."

"Hi Jaune. It wasn't an issue. She climbs up the tree without breaking a sweat to where you are. "Brace yourself."

"Wait, what?" She pulls out the spear. "Ahhh!" You scream as you drop like a rock. You hit the ground with a thud. "Oww."

"Sorry, I told you to brace yourself," Pyrrha calls down from above. She sheaths her spear and jumps down from the tree. Her boots make a loud clang when they hit the ground but she's no worse for wear. She outstretches a hand and helps you to your feet. "Are you okay?"

"Nothing bruised but my pride." You wipe off the dirt from your pants and armor. "Well, I guess we're partners." You extend your hand for Pyrrha to shake.

"I guess we are." She smiles at you and takes your hand.

The rest of the day was eventful but not sexy. You survived your first Grimm attacks. You found some chess pieces. You were made team captain of you, Nora, Pyrrha, and Ren. You're just happy everyone seems nice. After the ceremonies, you find yourself and your team in your new dorm, **** to redecorate.

"I think if we're going to be co-ed, we should set up a curtain," Pyrrha said with her hands on her hips.

"I don't care, really," Nora said, proud as ever. "It's nothing Ren hasn't seen before." She jabs Ren with her elbow. "Though I think Jaune should make the decision, as team leader and all."

"Uh, uh, uh," you stammer. You'd love to catch the girls changing and stripping whenever, but you know you can't just say that without outing yourself as a pervert. But then you remember the marker. People seem okay with whatever you choose when you use that. "Let me see something real quick." You pull out the marker and uncap it. On the back of the front door you write "Jaune's room."

"Oh Jaune, I didn't know you owned the room," Pyrrha said, "In that case Nora is right. Say whatever you want and I will follow." Pyrrha puts her palm over her heart saying that.

"Okay, I'll make the rules for this room. You guys can stay but we're going to push two of the four beds together for me to sleep on alone. Pyrrha and Nora will share a bed. There will be no curtains, there's nothing to hide here, and the bathroom will have an unlocked door policy. For uh, convenience. If I need to brush my teeth I'm not waiting until Nora is done in a shower."

"Right," Pyrrha said.

"Makes sense," Nora nodded. Okay, it's working. Now let's get wild.

"Also, so for the girls to use the beds there's going to be another rule. Every night you need to blow me or Ren until we fall asleep, you guys can decide who does who, switch it up sometimes. But each of you needs to blow one of us until we fall asleep before you hit the hay."

"Weird house rule, but hey, your house." Nora shrugs.

"And, uh, finally, Pyrrha," You point at her. "You're our designated maid. To stay here I need you to clean and take care of all the chores. And when you get a sec, go into town and get a maid outfit. A sexy one. That's your uniform when you're in the room." She salutes you.

"I will take this responsibility with pride."

"Alright, um, next-" You're interrupted by a knock on the door. "Oh, let me get that. You open the door and Yang greets you, still topless but no longer just wearing panties. Instead, her hair is wrapped in a towel and another is tied right below her breasts, the two teardrops drooping over the edge. Her face and the rest of her skin is clear of all the drawings Ruby made the night before but the words you put on her hefty chest are still intact.

"Oh Jaune, I didn't know you kept such–pleasurable company," Pyrrha said. "It's your room but if I can make a request, can you meet with her in the hall?" Yang eyes turn red as they try to burn a hole into Pyrrha's head.

"Uh, sure." You leave the room and close the door behind you to give Yang and her sine space. "Hey Yang, how are you doing?"

"Hey Jaune. I need your help picking out a new outfit for me." Yang holds up the panties she wore today. "I took a shower," she holds up a hand. "Don't worry, I wrapped your breasts in plastic wrap so they don't get wet." Your eyes bludge out in panic.

"Yang, I need you to turn around right now."

"What?"

"Yang, if you want me to let you ever wear clothes again, turn around right now."

"Okay, okay, geez." She turns around slowly. You inspect her back. Still there, like no time has passed at all, "Jaune's skills, Jaune's reputation, Jaune's source of self-worth" in your handwriting and upside down on Yang's back. Around the small of her back, where the second and third comments are there's still dirt and grass and sweat from the afternoon's fight, but up above, around Yang's collar bone, "Jaune's skills" is just as untarnished, despite it being surrounded by water droplets from the shower.

"Uh, Yang, did you wrap your entire torso in plastic wrap." She laughs.

"Ha, no. I tried to cover as little as possible while still keeping your breasts packed in tight. You can like your skin sweaty and dirty, but I want to be clean after today." Huh, are the marks permanent? Guess that's unintentional test number 7. That idea is worrying though. What happens to your dorm when you graduate now? "Jaune, are you done staring at my ass now?"

"Sorry." You stand back up straight. "You can turn back around now."

"Thank you." Yang goes back to facing you. "Now tell me what I can wear for the night, I want to go back to my dorm."

"Um, what are your plans for the night?"

"Honestly just hang with Ruby and the other girls, get to know the team, then hit the hey. Tomorrow's classes, you know?"

"Yeah, you and Ruby are on a team with those Blake and Weiss girls right?" Yang looks down at the floor at the mention of Weiss.

"Yeah, I'd be lying if I said it was all sunshine so far." She looks back up at you. "When you're as well known as me people treat you differently, you know?"

"I can imagine."

You start to feel a little bad at what you did to Yang. You were stupid and horny and high off power and she has to live with it. You'd change her back but honestly? What would that do? You had your theories after she broke the rules of team assignment to leave you in a tree, but after what Yang has said, that settles it. Weiss is a capital B Bitch and you're getting payback.

"Hey, Yang,"

"Yeah?"

"You can wear whatever you want from now on"

"Really?" Her eyes go wide and she bends at the knees with excitement.

"Yeah, under three conditions. One: You hang onto my breasts and treat them like they're your own."

"Oh, in that case. She loosens up her towel a bit and pulls it from around her waist up until it covers her nipples, then pulls it tight. Yang's busty enough that it still provides ample cleavage and the possibility for a nip slip, but she isn't just topless anymore. "Gotta pack up the goods." Each of her hands double-taps a breast as she says that.

"Now number two, you sleep naked and don't wear underwear. That's my only requirement for your dress anymore. Anything else goes." Yang faux salutes you.

"Thank God, because Beacon has uniforms and I was NOT looking forward to getting a bunch of infractions because you wanted me to still be topless. Now, what's the third condition?" You lean in close.

"You help me get back at Weiss."