Well simmy is the one who chose his form this time, so its probably part of the reason
Broken Adventure
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Jonn Wolfe
(Verified Sarcastic) (Not a Wolf)
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I just imagine the biggest bodybuilder possible but actually proportioned well grey the skin a bit with a trunk instead of a nose add a one damn fine suit and there ya go.
I'd also make a joke about him having a shoulder angel or in this case soul-der angel but she fills in for both devil and angel at the same time.
as for that soul prison part she flew the coop a long time ago.
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I've been imagining him as a cross between a body builder and Rumsshi from DragonBall Super.
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- To the right of the left of here
You sick monster, how could you ever think of that!
Thanks for the great story, I'm loving it!
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- The Void
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- Canada
Another fic had the Simurg as 9 years old during Canon. Would this mean Variance has a two for one special on shoulder lolis? 🤓
Nice Weather Up Here.
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The gate was too small.
The tiny leader, Ghira, was also noticing that the massive 17 foot tall gates only came up to Adam's waist.
Adam gently moved his tree sized trunk to tap the arch... which felt far too flimsy to handle him bumbling into it if he tried to crawl under the thing. Not that it would matter, his shoulders were too wide. And he was slowly damaging the pathway just trying to walk here.
He glanced down at the leader of the city. "I uh. I think it would be best for me to relax out here for a while." Where everything wouldn't crumble. Like the streets. And any houses he bumped into. And these tiny, easily missed people that were scurrying about.
Ghira glanced at the slightly cracked archway, and nodded. "Doesn't mean we can't show you some appreciation Adam." It really made his throat a bit sore having to be this loud, but his new friend was around 35 feet tall. Almost eleven meters of muscle and awkward 'I can sit over here' in one package. So one had to adapt.
The ground vibrated as Adam used the defensive wall as a back rest, thankfully far more sturdy than the gate structure section. He felt his body almost hissing as the hot muscles finally began to relax, his battle fever cooling while Simmy hummed softly on his shoulder.
Side note, she was like 9 feet tall or so and was refusing to wear clothes while 'on the clock'. Apparently when you were THIS tall, everyone else just felt super tiny.
He was brought out of his thoughts by several large Faunus, bull related based on the horns, bringing massive cask barrels and making a stack nearby, one guy was helpful enough to rip one end off a barrel for easier consumption.
Adam blinked as he inspected the thing. His hand easily wrapped around the person sized container, it felt like an egg or so in relative size... a quick toss back and he hummed. Some sort of alcohol, but not one he recognized. "Hmm. The taste is fine, but it would be best to hold off on drinking this stuff until I am small enough to enjoy it for a while."
Ghira looked up from directing his people, the tent still being restructured to help their new guest at least get out of the sun. "What do you mean, small enough?"
He looked down at the busy crowd, mostly military as the citizens were still busy manning the walls until the threat was completely gone. "I came here for a good fight and to learn stuff, like how to make weapons or how healing people is different depending on body types. I can't exactly examine Dust or work a forge when I can't even squeeze through the damn streets."
Simmy tapped his head and he blinked before nodding. "Ah, you meant more 'how' than 'why'. I have a series of skills and abilities that are not normal, as I am sure everyone noticed at this point. The ability to control my own biology is one of my oldest, most practiced abilities. I learned how to heal others and work with plants and stuff thanks to that same skill. Making a new body, much less modifying my own, is simple in comparison."
He frowned at his massive arm as it flexed, ignoring the stunned soldiers. "No, I could shrink down instantly if needed, but I am doing this slowly so that my powers can adjust, hopefully keeping some of the advancements in body reinforcement I made during that fight." Being torn apart for that long, while not a huge issue at the time, still was annoying enough for him to want to keep the improvements made.
He gave a weak smile, trunk absently brushing potential dust off his shirt. "At least I am already down to 35 feet or so, in an hour or two I should be down to 30 or better. That said, I do appreciate the effort with the tent... I would like to take a nap after that workout."
A black-eared cat Faunus sauntered in, leading another squad of warriors who were carrying food supplies for their guest. "I'm back! I am pretty sure at this point we can call off the emergency crews and go into repair and recovery stages of emergency."
She blinked as cloth suddenly blocked the sun, tent finally in place over the group that still bustled about setting things up. "Ah. That's actually pretty nice, I hadn't been in the shade for hours now."
Adam slowly nodded, his blue hair brushing the fabric even as ropes were being tossed to secured it. "You would think fighting in this weather would have been very heat intensive, but Grimm blood is surprisingly cool towards the center. Wasn't really trying to treat them as water balloon temperature controllers but it was a lovely side effect."
He saw confusion in the woman's eyes and carefully shrugged, the tent shifting in response. "Grimm tend to pop if you aren't careful swinging them."
Ghira laughed loudly as he pulled the woman into a tight hug and fierce kiss. "My woman can fight an army herself, but I had to force her into leadership to show everyone else how to do things right." He moved from the glowing with embarrassment Faunus and sat at the brought in table. "That said, even her battle record rarely involved 'Grimm Popping', an oversight I am sure she will rectify at some point."
Adam looked down at the conference table... It still looked like doll equipment.
The chieftain looked up. "So. A bit of serious stuff before we relax and call today a glorious victory and all that."
Ghira drank deep from the flask passed to him by his people. "What the hell is that black fire wall, and how dangerous to our people is it?"
Adam blinked. "Ah, the defensive ward." He pointed the tip of his trunk at Simmy. "I had my secretary defend the city so I could focus on punching stuff. She decided to use the Grimm as a fuel source for some modified Glyphs, designed to use the blood of the beasts as a collection array and purification system. This ward is one that grows stronger with time and food supply while defending the city."
Simmy gave a short bow, her assets causing Ghira to lose focus a bit until his wife smacked the back of his head. Not that she hadn't looked too, but honestly. Time and place.
Adam winced himself, though less from sympathy and more from feeling his bones restructure with 'Recovery' and his height start shrinking again. Hopefully he would lose a couple of feet or more this time. "Anyway, negative energies will trigger the barrier. It will eat whatever monsters are near by, then when everything is dead or scared off it should go asleep until needed again."
The woman (Simmy mentally informed him her name was 'Kali') seemed interested. "So it doesn't need Dust for power?"
He started to shake his head before feeling the tent tremble. Right. "No. Dust may enhance the barrier, and some Semblances may empower the thing, but the default Glyph sequence just requires an initial donation of Aura and some Grimm to consume before it is self sufficient."
Kali's attention was focused. "Can you make more of these 'wards' as you call them? And what would we need to do the same."
A small pile of blue feathers poofed on the table, leaving behind a bound book. Thank you Simmy. "My secretary wrote up some educational material. It's enough to teach people how to draw Grimm blood without it evaporating, how to solidify it into the correct Glyph shapes, and how to empower them until they gain enough momentum to stand alone."
He sighed. "Again, I am a bit of an amateur with anything not biologically involved. Simmy loves Glyphs so far, and has been redesigning them since we got here. I should also point out that the wards in this book are far weaker than the ones around the city."
Seeing the looks, he carefully shrugged. "She is able to bleed an army of Grimm into massive, redundant, and individually custom designed Glyphs. I have enormous power reserves. You would need a LOT of people, resources, and time to duplicate even simple protections around your city without me."
He pointed his trunk at the book. "So best to start off with the basics. I'm sure your people can improve them in time to something even better than what Simmy put together." In a few hundred years or so.
Adam reflexively released a yawn... and nearly collapsed half the tent. "Crud. Look, the wards will only attack Grimm and people who intend harm to this city. The bullheads of hunters should be fine to cross over?" He glanced at Simmy who nodded. "Yes, they will have no issues. Can we continue this conversation after I sleep for a while and shrink a few tons?"
Kali blinked. "What?"
Right, she hadn't been here for that. "Ask him. I'm done for now."
Thankfully months of practice as a Baku had trained him for this moment.
The soldiers and their leader eventually left the massive tent, even as snoring echoed out from the shifting cloth. It wasn't like they didn't have mountains of work to do themselves, after all.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Sienna looked at her girls. "I know, but this is a special case. I need support."
Tawna rolled her eyes. "Girl, if you want another lesbian orgy there is no need for all the bluffing."
The group blinked when Sienna Khan pulled up an image and emailed the group. "Our target is between 30 and 40 feet tall and covered in muscles. Masturbation alone will need to be a team effort, and I need people I can trust."
Suzanna gaped at the massive muscled man in a wonderfully white suit. "Girl, he would rip you apart!"
Fever burned in her eyes. "I've always loved a challenge."
Tawna scoffed. "Eating a hotdog in one bite is a challenge, trying to have sex with a building, regardless of attractiveness, is just stupid. And yes, likely lethal. There is not enough Aura in the world to heal you if you tried to climb this mountain."
Several other girls nodded. Suzanna sighed. "At least voyeuristic stuff is possible, I guess, but at his size you might end up drowning at the height of your victory! And again, I hate to point this out, but you WOULD BE HIGH UP! Falling or being squished would be a real, possible concern."
Betty was tapping her chin and nodded. "We need scaffolding and safety lines."
Tawna jerked and glared at her. "NO! Do NOT encourage this Betty. I don't care how much of a size queen you are, his unit is probably the size of an ACTUAL MILITARY UNIT! And for all we know he could be gay or even non-sexual. Has anyone actually talked to the guy yet?"
Sienna sighed in romance and lust. "He speaks the language of violence like a poet blessed by heaven."
The crowd paused.
Tawna nodded. "Right, she's lost it. Does anyone NOT lost in sexual fantasy know any ACTUAL information about the man?"
A hand near the back went up. "I helped bring the celebration kegs to his tent. His giant form may be a type of Semblance. I mean, some of the other girls heard him say that he can change size."
Betty nodded. "Dibs."
Suzanna groaned as the girls went back into debate, watching Sienna lose track of the conversation while mumbling about 'Suplex God' and 'Abs you could grate trees on'. At least it seemed like conflict in general was done for today, even if she really wanted to check on her squad and head home already.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Simmy wouldn't stop humming until Adam snagged her with his trunk and wrapped her up in some sort of hug.
Seriously, he COULD go without sleep but 'Recovery' was taking forever on this and he couldn't even enjoy a nice meal until it was over.
There. He absently snuggled the smug angel until she gave up the noise making and relaxed into his embrace. He could worry about politics and all that crap later.
The tiny leader, Ghira, was also noticing that the massive 17 foot tall gates only came up to Adam's waist.
Adam gently moved his tree sized trunk to tap the arch... which felt far too flimsy to handle him bumbling into it if he tried to crawl under the thing. Not that it would matter, his shoulders were too wide. And he was slowly damaging the pathway just trying to walk here.
He glanced down at the leader of the city. "I uh. I think it would be best for me to relax out here for a while." Where everything wouldn't crumble. Like the streets. And any houses he bumped into. And these tiny, easily missed people that were scurrying about.
Ghira glanced at the slightly cracked archway, and nodded. "Doesn't mean we can't show you some appreciation Adam." It really made his throat a bit sore having to be this loud, but his new friend was around 35 feet tall. Almost eleven meters of muscle and awkward 'I can sit over here' in one package. So one had to adapt.
The ground vibrated as Adam used the defensive wall as a back rest, thankfully far more sturdy than the gate structure section. He felt his body almost hissing as the hot muscles finally began to relax, his battle fever cooling while Simmy hummed softly on his shoulder.
Side note, she was like 9 feet tall or so and was refusing to wear clothes while 'on the clock'. Apparently when you were THIS tall, everyone else just felt super tiny.
He was brought out of his thoughts by several large Faunus, bull related based on the horns, bringing massive cask barrels and making a stack nearby, one guy was helpful enough to rip one end off a barrel for easier consumption.
Adam blinked as he inspected the thing. His hand easily wrapped around the person sized container, it felt like an egg or so in relative size... a quick toss back and he hummed. Some sort of alcohol, but not one he recognized. "Hmm. The taste is fine, but it would be best to hold off on drinking this stuff until I am small enough to enjoy it for a while."
Ghira looked up from directing his people, the tent still being restructured to help their new guest at least get out of the sun. "What do you mean, small enough?"
He looked down at the busy crowd, mostly military as the citizens were still busy manning the walls until the threat was completely gone. "I came here for a good fight and to learn stuff, like how to make weapons or how healing people is different depending on body types. I can't exactly examine Dust or work a forge when I can't even squeeze through the damn streets."
Simmy tapped his head and he blinked before nodding. "Ah, you meant more 'how' than 'why'. I have a series of skills and abilities that are not normal, as I am sure everyone noticed at this point. The ability to control my own biology is one of my oldest, most practiced abilities. I learned how to heal others and work with plants and stuff thanks to that same skill. Making a new body, much less modifying my own, is simple in comparison."
He frowned at his massive arm as it flexed, ignoring the stunned soldiers. "No, I could shrink down instantly if needed, but I am doing this slowly so that my powers can adjust, hopefully keeping some of the advancements in body reinforcement I made during that fight." Being torn apart for that long, while not a huge issue at the time, still was annoying enough for him to want to keep the improvements made.
He gave a weak smile, trunk absently brushing potential dust off his shirt. "At least I am already down to 35 feet or so, in an hour or two I should be down to 30 or better. That said, I do appreciate the effort with the tent... I would like to take a nap after that workout."
A black-eared cat Faunus sauntered in, leading another squad of warriors who were carrying food supplies for their guest. "I'm back! I am pretty sure at this point we can call off the emergency crews and go into repair and recovery stages of emergency."
She blinked as cloth suddenly blocked the sun, tent finally in place over the group that still bustled about setting things up. "Ah. That's actually pretty nice, I hadn't been in the shade for hours now."
Adam slowly nodded, his blue hair brushing the fabric even as ropes were being tossed to secured it. "You would think fighting in this weather would have been very heat intensive, but Grimm blood is surprisingly cool towards the center. Wasn't really trying to treat them as water balloon temperature controllers but it was a lovely side effect."
He saw confusion in the woman's eyes and carefully shrugged, the tent shifting in response. "Grimm tend to pop if you aren't careful swinging them."
Ghira laughed loudly as he pulled the woman into a tight hug and fierce kiss. "My woman can fight an army herself, but I had to force her into leadership to show everyone else how to do things right." He moved from the glowing with embarrassment Faunus and sat at the brought in table. "That said, even her battle record rarely involved 'Grimm Popping', an oversight I am sure she will rectify at some point."
Adam looked down at the conference table... It still looked like doll equipment.
The chieftain looked up. "So. A bit of serious stuff before we relax and call today a glorious victory and all that."
Ghira drank deep from the flask passed to him by his people. "What the hell is that black fire wall, and how dangerous to our people is it?"
Adam blinked. "Ah, the defensive ward." He pointed the tip of his trunk at Simmy. "I had my secretary defend the city so I could focus on punching stuff. She decided to use the Grimm as a fuel source for some modified Glyphs, designed to use the blood of the beasts as a collection array and purification system. This ward is one that grows stronger with time and food supply while defending the city."
Simmy gave a short bow, her assets causing Ghira to lose focus a bit until his wife smacked the back of his head. Not that she hadn't looked too, but honestly. Time and place.
Adam winced himself, though less from sympathy and more from feeling his bones restructure with 'Recovery' and his height start shrinking again. Hopefully he would lose a couple of feet or more this time. "Anyway, negative energies will trigger the barrier. It will eat whatever monsters are near by, then when everything is dead or scared off it should go asleep until needed again."
The woman (Simmy mentally informed him her name was 'Kali') seemed interested. "So it doesn't need Dust for power?"
He started to shake his head before feeling the tent tremble. Right. "No. Dust may enhance the barrier, and some Semblances may empower the thing, but the default Glyph sequence just requires an initial donation of Aura and some Grimm to consume before it is self sufficient."
Kali's attention was focused. "Can you make more of these 'wards' as you call them? And what would we need to do the same."
A small pile of blue feathers poofed on the table, leaving behind a bound book. Thank you Simmy. "My secretary wrote up some educational material. It's enough to teach people how to draw Grimm blood without it evaporating, how to solidify it into the correct Glyph shapes, and how to empower them until they gain enough momentum to stand alone."
He sighed. "Again, I am a bit of an amateur with anything not biologically involved. Simmy loves Glyphs so far, and has been redesigning them since we got here. I should also point out that the wards in this book are far weaker than the ones around the city."
Seeing the looks, he carefully shrugged. "She is able to bleed an army of Grimm into massive, redundant, and individually custom designed Glyphs. I have enormous power reserves. You would need a LOT of people, resources, and time to duplicate even simple protections around your city without me."
He pointed his trunk at the book. "So best to start off with the basics. I'm sure your people can improve them in time to something even better than what Simmy put together." In a few hundred years or so.
Adam reflexively released a yawn... and nearly collapsed half the tent. "Crud. Look, the wards will only attack Grimm and people who intend harm to this city. The bullheads of hunters should be fine to cross over?" He glanced at Simmy who nodded. "Yes, they will have no issues. Can we continue this conversation after I sleep for a while and shrink a few tons?"
Kali blinked. "What?"
Right, she hadn't been here for that. "Ask him. I'm done for now."
Thankfully months of practice as a Baku had trained him for this moment.
The soldiers and their leader eventually left the massive tent, even as snoring echoed out from the shifting cloth. It wasn't like they didn't have mountains of work to do themselves, after all.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Sienna looked at her girls. "I know, but this is a special case. I need support."
Tawna rolled her eyes. "Girl, if you want another lesbian orgy there is no need for all the bluffing."
The group blinked when Sienna Khan pulled up an image and emailed the group. "Our target is between 30 and 40 feet tall and covered in muscles. Masturbation alone will need to be a team effort, and I need people I can trust."
Suzanna gaped at the massive muscled man in a wonderfully white suit. "Girl, he would rip you apart!"
Fever burned in her eyes. "I've always loved a challenge."
Tawna scoffed. "Eating a hotdog in one bite is a challenge, trying to have sex with a building, regardless of attractiveness, is just stupid. And yes, likely lethal. There is not enough Aura in the world to heal you if you tried to climb this mountain."
Several other girls nodded. Suzanna sighed. "At least voyeuristic stuff is possible, I guess, but at his size you might end up drowning at the height of your victory! And again, I hate to point this out, but you WOULD BE HIGH UP! Falling or being squished would be a real, possible concern."
Betty was tapping her chin and nodded. "We need scaffolding and safety lines."
Tawna jerked and glared at her. "NO! Do NOT encourage this Betty. I don't care how much of a size queen you are, his unit is probably the size of an ACTUAL MILITARY UNIT! And for all we know he could be gay or even non-sexual. Has anyone actually talked to the guy yet?"
Sienna sighed in romance and lust. "He speaks the language of violence like a poet blessed by heaven."
The crowd paused.
Tawna nodded. "Right, she's lost it. Does anyone NOT lost in sexual fantasy know any ACTUAL information about the man?"
A hand near the back went up. "I helped bring the celebration kegs to his tent. His giant form may be a type of Semblance. I mean, some of the other girls heard him say that he can change size."
Betty nodded. "Dibs."
Suzanna groaned as the girls went back into debate, watching Sienna lose track of the conversation while mumbling about 'Suplex God' and 'Abs you could grate trees on'. At least it seemed like conflict in general was done for today, even if she really wanted to check on her squad and head home already.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Simmy wouldn't stop humming until Adam snagged her with his trunk and wrapped her up in some sort of hug.
Seriously, he COULD go without sleep but 'Recovery' was taking forever on this and he couldn't even enjoy a nice meal until it was over.
There. He absently snuggled the smug angel until she gave up the noise making and relaxed into his embrace. He could worry about politics and all that crap later.
"Simmy wouldn't stop humming until Adam snagged her with his trunk and wrapped her up in some sort of hug. "
~Bloodhound Gang - The Bad Touch (Official Video)
~Bloodhound Gang - The Bad Touch (Official Video)
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Hahaha I clicked on the link in the humming at the end and I was halfway through the video before I got the joke with the the sex like animals and Faunus XD
love the chapter with the whole female group part in the end.
love the chapter with the whole female group part in the end.
Jonn Wolfe
(Verified Sarcastic) (Not a Wolf)
- Location
- Beyond Sanity Since 1971
You definitely captured the cattiness of that gaggle.
Fragnostic
Cheshire
- Location
- Neko City
I want to read about that lesbian catgirl orgy!
- Location
- Canada
Hence the LOL
go asleep until
Love the chapter. Just a little change for your next editing pass.
DualEquinox
Verified Smartass
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- Australia
I feel I can quite confidently claim that the nascent but steadily forming Animal Girl Harem/Orgy is most definitely a Simmurgh Plot.
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LostArchivist
Sane, unfortunately.
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- The State of Confusion
...What did I just read, and how is that particular part NOT on QQ?
Interesting to see that the passage in question has made it full circle. Sadly I ran out of signature space, and am not sure what I did with them while I find a solution. P.S. There's a link there now, if you want to help.
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- United Kingdom
How will they react when they find out that he's actually a human.
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- Here
Well, he is actually a collection of Eldritch soul pieces and power, but CURRENTLY he is biologically a Faunus.
Jonn Wolfe
(Verified Sarcastic) (Not a Wolf)
- Location
- Beyond Sanity Since 1971
A Faunus that has all the girls drooling, and possibly wondering what that trunk of his can do...
Short Nap.
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- Here
Professor Ozpin flinched as the Bullhead crossed the black flame boundary. Thousands of unseen eyes watched him with hunger as they crossed, and he felt the edges of the world full of fire and rage.
The other side was nearly as bad a shock, as purified energies filled the massive pillar of flames. An unconscious sigh ran through his students even as everyone confirmed that there were no casualties during the crossing.
He checked his scroll. The fire kept the majority of the Grimm away, any getting too close being consumed while screaming. It meant his people could nearly relax, relying on the high ground and firing from the Bullheads as they flew the perimeter.
Now that hours had passed and the vast majority of Grimm had either died or wandered away, they had to risk the black flames to enter the formally attacked city.
Yes, that was unpleasant.
He nodded to Glynda, who managed the multiple landings with the now mostly stable Cross Continental Transmit System back online.
He himself went to find Ghira and find out what the hell was going on.
The Hunters and Huntresses jumped dozens of feet to the ground from the ships even as they landed, moving with purpose as they began disaster relief efforts and standard reinforcement procedures for an area surviving conflict.
He smiled at the busy mass of society. At least those classes were clearly doing their jobs.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Ghira snorted. "No."
Ozpin frowned, before glancing back at the massive tent with multiple guards standing around it. "Did he request solitude?"
His friend clapped Ozpin on the shoulder, directing him away from the interesting person. "The man in there saved my kingdom, my city, my people, and most importantly my baby girl. The least we can do is let him sleep in peace until he wakes."
Ghira ignored Sienna and a crowd of suspicious women, a glance with his wife having Kali run interference. He smiled at Ozpin. "You can wait for any interrogation, why not review the videos we recorded instead? The Giant fought for literally hours after all, we have more than a few popular films making the rounds at the moment."
Ensuring the busybody was distracted would be annoying, but keeping people away from Adam's nap was literally the least they could do at this point to show gratitude. That, and annoying a guy who can rip a building in half seemed foolhardy.
Ghira sighed. "While we walk, I am afraid we must talk about recent... negotiations we attempted with the detachment from Mistral. I am unsure if the individual I worked with was working with official direction or on his own prerogative... either way, he did not leave a good impression as he ran from battle and left us to die."
Ozpin's gaze was now sharply focused and intense. "Indeed? Tell me more."
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Simmy hummed, gently brushing Adam's hair as he was firmly held to her chest.
It wasn't HER fault he left the 'Shrink and Optimize' function of 'Recovery' running while asleep. As it was, the man was down to a foot and a half tall, his body so compressed and optimized that he was slowly becoming unable to move.
The perfect plushy, at least until he wakes up and undoes the changes.
She snuggled with the tiny guy, his reinforced trunk idly wiggling as soft snores vibrated from his dreams. Maybe she should convince him to be a snuggle pillow more often.
Her feathers continued to slowly fill the massive depression in the ground that had been caused by Adam sitting earlier, slowly converting the sink hole into a feather floor for her and her toy to relax in.
Then again, her man was currently so compressed that she could drop him from a building and probably not wake him up. Depending on the building, initial velocity, etc and so forth.
It was of course impossible to squish 35 feet of anyone into less than two feet of height, so the majority of mass was burned in the process of experimentation with different muscle densities, formations, enhancements, and so forth.
And at this tiny level, the compression was selected to ensure that the important inner organs and brain and so such would remain safe, unpressured, and undamaged even with so little space available. Sure his limbs couldn't bend, but aside from that small issue his body was fully capable of surviving a train impact without armor. Also, his nerves had adapted in the process... so he was perfectly comfortable snoring away while a massive Endbringer cuddled him with human squishing level of forces.
Aww, look at his wiggling nose!
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Kali was tapping her feet very impressively.
Sienna was mostly able to ignore it, but the other girls were rapidly falling into awkward shuffling. "I'm just saying that he may need assistance relaxing. Music and stuff."
Kali glanced over the girls, not one holding an instrument. "So... singing then?"
Sienna flinched. Yeah, she knew that wasn't a talent of hers. "Uh... Massage! Right, we were going to work together cause he is a fairly big guy. Big. Those muscles. Damn. Mmm."
Tawna snapped her fingers in front of Sienna with no effect, then sighed. "Sorry, mam. We don't mean any harm though. And we won't try to force anything, but could we at least say hello?"
Kali sighed and glanced towards her husband, having an intense discussion with the visiting Professor as they walked towards a more secured location. "Maybe later. I won't go into detail, but Giant Adam has requested a bit of a nap to adjust after the fight. Apparently the process of getting that large is easier than returning to a reasonable size."
Betty pumped her fist in the air. "YES!"
She froze when the group turned towards her. "I mean... uh." She wilted... then rallied in confidence. "No. No apologies, FUCK YEAH! Go big or go home!"
Tawna pushed her aside. "Back on topic, can we at least help out in the general area until he is available?"
One of the girls near the back whimpered. "And can I put this climbing gear down somewhere? I can't keep this junk off the ground for much longer."
Kali turned from the drooling Sienna, to the small girl Betty doing some sort of celebratory dance, to the overwhelmed Tawna and her girls trying to bicker quietly.
Screw it. It was her Husband's job to handle the strange crap anyway. "Tawna will be in charge, you girls divide up any jobs that come up, if an issue happens let Ghira know and my hubby will handle it."
Cause SHE wasn't going to.
Kali sauntered back to the technician teams to see what long term modifications and replacements would be needed to keep the network running for the next month. An instant message via scroll was good enough heads up to Ghira about the small army of lecherous women trying to molest their new hero.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
The girls cautiously entered the absolutely massive tent... the soft echos of snoring ringing within.
Aside from the piles of packaged food, the barrels of good alcohol, the tent was surprisingly... empty.
Tawna pulled the group further into the dim lighting, the Dust in the lamps hid by the lamp shade to ensure a more relaxing atmosphere. "Hello? We are looking for Mr. Adam Burns?"
From deeper in the tent a musical tune rose from a pit of blue feathers, blue arms holding aloft a toy Elephant Faunus.
...It was adorable.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Thank everything good and innocent that 'Recovery' didn't prevent sleep.
Seriously, powers that prevented or got rid of the need to sleep seemed like a negative option, who wouldn't want to snooze a bit?
Mind you, half the joy of sleeping is the ability to rest among beautiful women and soft stuff... so if he was stuck somewhere alone and rocky, maybe skipping a nap or two would seem like a good plan.
He snuffled, trunk wiggling a bit before it wrapped around something warm and squishy. The moan was ignored as not relevant, and he wiggled a bit to find that comfortable spot.
Right, goals for the near future.
First, once he shrank down to something more reasonable (six feet or so would be fine, he could likely adjust it easily enough once 'Recovery' experiments a bit) he would take some time to explore this city.
Designed for Faunus, there was a whole section in this city that was partially flooded for the aquatic creatures! That sounded neat!
He would likely need money though.
Adam pushed against the warm fingers stroking through his hair.
Flame Metal and Null Metal wouldn't work here. Found that out during the fight, if it got too far from his body the materials would turn into liquid, then explode into pyres of fire and frost. Still not sure why an insulator like Null Metal would spew ice everywhere, but the spikes of frost were quite impressive.
So to get some cash, or lein in this Realm, he would need to borrow some raw material. After he made better tools (Extra suit arms work fine if they don't reach out too far, so that should save lots of time making less dangerously unstable work assistants), then he could build a few Conversion Generators and get going. No galactic sized military to invade THIS area if he built some impossible things. Probably.
He grumbled a bit when someone poked his cheeks and trunk.
Hopefully that would work fine. Everything here was saturated with Soul energy though, so best do some experimentation and make sure the Gather and Construction beams work as designed first. Could a soul be Gathered? Well, yeah, probably. Kami was usable in a conversion generator, so it should all work out eventually.
He blinked awake.
"Oh! He has bright blue eyes! He's so adorable!"
He blinked VERY awake.
Why was he surrounded by sexy giants!? Wait, when did Simmy get so big!? And why can't he move...
...Uh.
Crud, he left the power working and didn't set a timer.
Even as he winced his body made nearly inaudible cracks and shrank another fraction of an inch. Yeah, better turn that off.
With a flex, his body and outfit grew to a comfortable six feet... and then collapsed into blue arms and blue feathers, the ground replaced with a slumber pit of some sort.
And... Completely covered by squealing Faunus girls.
His eyes bulged. "Hey!"
Someone spoke above the din of noise. "Dang it Betty, don't jump the queue!"
Simmy snickering was NOT helping him get free. "Hang on, what's going on right now!?"
He felt the angel petting his head as a serious tiger woman leaned in FAR TOO CLOSE, rubbing her cheeks against his and purring. "Hi. We are part of the service staff selected for the temporary tent residence you are currently using. We welcome your attendance and wish you a pleasant stay."
Her eyes glowed with a dangerous light. "Now, Mr. Muscles McGee, we are just going to verify that you are uninjured, or if more medical attention is required."
He yelped, ignoring Simmy giving the cat eared beauty a thumbs up. "Can I get a bit of space first!? Last thing I remember is trying to take a nap."
The girls 'examining' his torso pouted, but did give him some room. Mostly.
"Betty you slut, get off him!"
"NEVER!"
Adam felt his chin pulled away from the sight, focused back on the woman with bright orange eyes. "Ignore them." HOW!? "Listen, your guardian angel Simmy gave us this letter from a 'Narwhal' that she claims would explain everything."
Adam focused with difficulty, opening the blue letter. "Dear Darling, make sure Simmy records any orgies from the good angles."
...Yeah, that sounds like Narwhal.
He sighed, suit forming multiple limbs that gently moved the surprised women off his (now well handled) body. "Girls, I am more than surprised and grateful for this kind of attention, but I am not comfortable with random sexual encounters. I want to actually get to ACKH!"
One of the cow girls smacked a wiggling bottom. "Off Betty! Dust, you weren't this uncontrolled an hour ago."
He glared over his shoulder at the still three-foot-taller-than-him blue angel, her sexy smirk NOT helping him stay calm from all the stimulation. "You know I won't do anything without Narwhal's explicit permission. I didn't do squat with the other dream girls before I talked to her last time, I won't do anything without her consent now either."
Her smug look grew wider as a letter was held up.
Adam's expression went a bit blank as he read the long note from his girlfriend. Whom apparently had a bit of a fetish for a long list of body types. And requirements needed to be met, personality types acceptable, and so on and so forth. Not to mention the personal incentives she would give if he hit certain goals. Like he was some sort of intergalactic realm wandering pimp.
He looked at Simmy. "This is... a bit offensive."
A second note. "Oh." That girl. "So she is trying for punishment games. Fair enough."
The third note covered the issue with a more serious tone, and included input from CD and Nightmare Moon. While his girls in Worm had no issue keeping urges within the group, so to speak, they had laid out guidelines about what kinds of activities they felt were 'fair game' when traveling to new realms.
Not nearly as 'Collect them all!' attitude as the first letter suggested, but far less restrictive than he was expecting.
He looked at the awkwardly shuffling girls, mostly lined up except for the two pulling Betty away from his lower region. "Right, got some notes from my girlfriends. Basically I don't personally like the idea of 'no string' relationship encounters. Full stop. However, I am willing to try talking a bit and seeing if any of us actually have the potential for a longer term relationship."
Keep focus, ignore Simmy's leer, ignore Betty's... everything.
Adam honestly never saw a conversation like this happening, but his life had always been weird so... whatever. "I feel I must mention that my girls always come first, and until you are accepted by them don't really expect much 'action', so to speak."
This got him more than a few pouts, but he had felt blessed enough with just Narwhal. The letters were enough to keep him from giving an instant and default 'No' to everyone, he could read between the teasing to see that Narwhal found the group idea pretty sexy, but he came to this Realm for a reason. An actual reason.
Harem collection wasn't it. No matter WHAT Simmy implied.
He clapped his hands, muscled limbs flexing. "Right, I've shrunk over 30 feet and slept for hours, anyone know where to get some food?" He winced. "And a bathroom. In fact, restroom first, then water, then food, then maybe I will be awake enough to understand where all you girls came from and why."
One of the girls with a cat tail raised her hand. "The belly dancer outfits came from Ms. Angel."
He gave Simmy a deadpan look... and she just puffed her chest and looked even more proud. Her nude chest.
Damn it.
The other side was nearly as bad a shock, as purified energies filled the massive pillar of flames. An unconscious sigh ran through his students even as everyone confirmed that there were no casualties during the crossing.
He checked his scroll. The fire kept the majority of the Grimm away, any getting too close being consumed while screaming. It meant his people could nearly relax, relying on the high ground and firing from the Bullheads as they flew the perimeter.
Now that hours had passed and the vast majority of Grimm had either died or wandered away, they had to risk the black flames to enter the formally attacked city.
Yes, that was unpleasant.
He nodded to Glynda, who managed the multiple landings with the now mostly stable Cross Continental Transmit System back online.
He himself went to find Ghira and find out what the hell was going on.
The Hunters and Huntresses jumped dozens of feet to the ground from the ships even as they landed, moving with purpose as they began disaster relief efforts and standard reinforcement procedures for an area surviving conflict.
He smiled at the busy mass of society. At least those classes were clearly doing their jobs.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Ghira snorted. "No."
Ozpin frowned, before glancing back at the massive tent with multiple guards standing around it. "Did he request solitude?"
His friend clapped Ozpin on the shoulder, directing him away from the interesting person. "The man in there saved my kingdom, my city, my people, and most importantly my baby girl. The least we can do is let him sleep in peace until he wakes."
Ghira ignored Sienna and a crowd of suspicious women, a glance with his wife having Kali run interference. He smiled at Ozpin. "You can wait for any interrogation, why not review the videos we recorded instead? The Giant fought for literally hours after all, we have more than a few popular films making the rounds at the moment."
Ensuring the busybody was distracted would be annoying, but keeping people away from Adam's nap was literally the least they could do at this point to show gratitude. That, and annoying a guy who can rip a building in half seemed foolhardy.
Ghira sighed. "While we walk, I am afraid we must talk about recent... negotiations we attempted with the detachment from Mistral. I am unsure if the individual I worked with was working with official direction or on his own prerogative... either way, he did not leave a good impression as he ran from battle and left us to die."
Ozpin's gaze was now sharply focused and intense. "Indeed? Tell me more."
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Simmy hummed, gently brushing Adam's hair as he was firmly held to her chest.
It wasn't HER fault he left the 'Shrink and Optimize' function of 'Recovery' running while asleep. As it was, the man was down to a foot and a half tall, his body so compressed and optimized that he was slowly becoming unable to move.
The perfect plushy, at least until he wakes up and undoes the changes.
She snuggled with the tiny guy, his reinforced trunk idly wiggling as soft snores vibrated from his dreams. Maybe she should convince him to be a snuggle pillow more often.
Her feathers continued to slowly fill the massive depression in the ground that had been caused by Adam sitting earlier, slowly converting the sink hole into a feather floor for her and her toy to relax in.
Then again, her man was currently so compressed that she could drop him from a building and probably not wake him up. Depending on the building, initial velocity, etc and so forth.
It was of course impossible to squish 35 feet of anyone into less than two feet of height, so the majority of mass was burned in the process of experimentation with different muscle densities, formations, enhancements, and so forth.
And at this tiny level, the compression was selected to ensure that the important inner organs and brain and so such would remain safe, unpressured, and undamaged even with so little space available. Sure his limbs couldn't bend, but aside from that small issue his body was fully capable of surviving a train impact without armor. Also, his nerves had adapted in the process... so he was perfectly comfortable snoring away while a massive Endbringer cuddled him with human squishing level of forces.
Aww, look at his wiggling nose!
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Kali was tapping her feet very impressively.
Sienna was mostly able to ignore it, but the other girls were rapidly falling into awkward shuffling. "I'm just saying that he may need assistance relaxing. Music and stuff."
Kali glanced over the girls, not one holding an instrument. "So... singing then?"
Sienna flinched. Yeah, she knew that wasn't a talent of hers. "Uh... Massage! Right, we were going to work together cause he is a fairly big guy. Big. Those muscles. Damn. Mmm."
Tawna snapped her fingers in front of Sienna with no effect, then sighed. "Sorry, mam. We don't mean any harm though. And we won't try to force anything, but could we at least say hello?"
Kali sighed and glanced towards her husband, having an intense discussion with the visiting Professor as they walked towards a more secured location. "Maybe later. I won't go into detail, but Giant Adam has requested a bit of a nap to adjust after the fight. Apparently the process of getting that large is easier than returning to a reasonable size."
Betty pumped her fist in the air. "YES!"
She froze when the group turned towards her. "I mean... uh." She wilted... then rallied in confidence. "No. No apologies, FUCK YEAH! Go big or go home!"
Tawna pushed her aside. "Back on topic, can we at least help out in the general area until he is available?"
One of the girls near the back whimpered. "And can I put this climbing gear down somewhere? I can't keep this junk off the ground for much longer."
Kali turned from the drooling Sienna, to the small girl Betty doing some sort of celebratory dance, to the overwhelmed Tawna and her girls trying to bicker quietly.
Screw it. It was her Husband's job to handle the strange crap anyway. "Tawna will be in charge, you girls divide up any jobs that come up, if an issue happens let Ghira know and my hubby will handle it."
Cause SHE wasn't going to.
Kali sauntered back to the technician teams to see what long term modifications and replacements would be needed to keep the network running for the next month. An instant message via scroll was good enough heads up to Ghira about the small army of lecherous women trying to molest their new hero.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
The girls cautiously entered the absolutely massive tent... the soft echos of snoring ringing within.
Aside from the piles of packaged food, the barrels of good alcohol, the tent was surprisingly... empty.
Tawna pulled the group further into the dim lighting, the Dust in the lamps hid by the lamp shade to ensure a more relaxing atmosphere. "Hello? We are looking for Mr. Adam Burns?"
From deeper in the tent a musical tune rose from a pit of blue feathers, blue arms holding aloft a toy Elephant Faunus.
...It was adorable.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Thank everything good and innocent that 'Recovery' didn't prevent sleep.
Seriously, powers that prevented or got rid of the need to sleep seemed like a negative option, who wouldn't want to snooze a bit?
Mind you, half the joy of sleeping is the ability to rest among beautiful women and soft stuff... so if he was stuck somewhere alone and rocky, maybe skipping a nap or two would seem like a good plan.
He snuffled, trunk wiggling a bit before it wrapped around something warm and squishy. The moan was ignored as not relevant, and he wiggled a bit to find that comfortable spot.
Right, goals for the near future.
First, once he shrank down to something more reasonable (six feet or so would be fine, he could likely adjust it easily enough once 'Recovery' experiments a bit) he would take some time to explore this city.
Designed for Faunus, there was a whole section in this city that was partially flooded for the aquatic creatures! That sounded neat!
He would likely need money though.
Adam pushed against the warm fingers stroking through his hair.
Flame Metal and Null Metal wouldn't work here. Found that out during the fight, if it got too far from his body the materials would turn into liquid, then explode into pyres of fire and frost. Still not sure why an insulator like Null Metal would spew ice everywhere, but the spikes of frost were quite impressive.
So to get some cash, or lein in this Realm, he would need to borrow some raw material. After he made better tools (Extra suit arms work fine if they don't reach out too far, so that should save lots of time making less dangerously unstable work assistants), then he could build a few Conversion Generators and get going. No galactic sized military to invade THIS area if he built some impossible things. Probably.
He grumbled a bit when someone poked his cheeks and trunk.
Hopefully that would work fine. Everything here was saturated with Soul energy though, so best do some experimentation and make sure the Gather and Construction beams work as designed first. Could a soul be Gathered? Well, yeah, probably. Kami was usable in a conversion generator, so it should all work out eventually.
He blinked awake.
"Oh! He has bright blue eyes! He's so adorable!"
He blinked VERY awake.
Why was he surrounded by sexy giants!? Wait, when did Simmy get so big!? And why can't he move...
...Uh.
Crud, he left the power working and didn't set a timer.
Even as he winced his body made nearly inaudible cracks and shrank another fraction of an inch. Yeah, better turn that off.
With a flex, his body and outfit grew to a comfortable six feet... and then collapsed into blue arms and blue feathers, the ground replaced with a slumber pit of some sort.
And... Completely covered by squealing Faunus girls.
His eyes bulged. "Hey!"
Someone spoke above the din of noise. "Dang it Betty, don't jump the queue!"
Simmy snickering was NOT helping him get free. "Hang on, what's going on right now!?"
He felt the angel petting his head as a serious tiger woman leaned in FAR TOO CLOSE, rubbing her cheeks against his and purring. "Hi. We are part of the service staff selected for the temporary tent residence you are currently using. We welcome your attendance and wish you a pleasant stay."
Her eyes glowed with a dangerous light. "Now, Mr. Muscles McGee, we are just going to verify that you are uninjured, or if more medical attention is required."
He yelped, ignoring Simmy giving the cat eared beauty a thumbs up. "Can I get a bit of space first!? Last thing I remember is trying to take a nap."
The girls 'examining' his torso pouted, but did give him some room. Mostly.
"Betty you slut, get off him!"
"NEVER!"
Adam felt his chin pulled away from the sight, focused back on the woman with bright orange eyes. "Ignore them." HOW!? "Listen, your guardian angel Simmy gave us this letter from a 'Narwhal' that she claims would explain everything."
Adam focused with difficulty, opening the blue letter. "Dear Darling, make sure Simmy records any orgies from the good angles."
...Yeah, that sounds like Narwhal.
He sighed, suit forming multiple limbs that gently moved the surprised women off his (now well handled) body. "Girls, I am more than surprised and grateful for this kind of attention, but I am not comfortable with random sexual encounters. I want to actually get to ACKH!"
One of the cow girls smacked a wiggling bottom. "Off Betty! Dust, you weren't this uncontrolled an hour ago."
He glared over his shoulder at the still three-foot-taller-than-him blue angel, her sexy smirk NOT helping him stay calm from all the stimulation. "You know I won't do anything without Narwhal's explicit permission. I didn't do squat with the other dream girls before I talked to her last time, I won't do anything without her consent now either."
Her smug look grew wider as a letter was held up.
Adam's expression went a bit blank as he read the long note from his girlfriend. Whom apparently had a bit of a fetish for a long list of body types. And requirements needed to be met, personality types acceptable, and so on and so forth. Not to mention the personal incentives she would give if he hit certain goals. Like he was some sort of intergalactic realm wandering pimp.
He looked at Simmy. "This is... a bit offensive."
A second note. "Oh." That girl. "So she is trying for punishment games. Fair enough."
The third note covered the issue with a more serious tone, and included input from CD and Nightmare Moon. While his girls in Worm had no issue keeping urges within the group, so to speak, they had laid out guidelines about what kinds of activities they felt were 'fair game' when traveling to new realms.
Not nearly as 'Collect them all!' attitude as the first letter suggested, but far less restrictive than he was expecting.
He looked at the awkwardly shuffling girls, mostly lined up except for the two pulling Betty away from his lower region. "Right, got some notes from my girlfriends. Basically I don't personally like the idea of 'no string' relationship encounters. Full stop. However, I am willing to try talking a bit and seeing if any of us actually have the potential for a longer term relationship."
Keep focus, ignore Simmy's leer, ignore Betty's... everything.
Adam honestly never saw a conversation like this happening, but his life had always been weird so... whatever. "I feel I must mention that my girls always come first, and until you are accepted by them don't really expect much 'action', so to speak."
This got him more than a few pouts, but he had felt blessed enough with just Narwhal. The letters were enough to keep him from giving an instant and default 'No' to everyone, he could read between the teasing to see that Narwhal found the group idea pretty sexy, but he came to this Realm for a reason. An actual reason.
Harem collection wasn't it. No matter WHAT Simmy implied.
He clapped his hands, muscled limbs flexing. "Right, I've shrunk over 30 feet and slept for hours, anyone know where to get some food?" He winced. "And a bathroom. In fact, restroom first, then water, then food, then maybe I will be awake enough to understand where all you girls came from and why."
One of the girls with a cat tail raised her hand. "The belly dancer outfits came from Ms. Angel."
He gave Simmy a deadpan look... and she just puffed her chest and looked even more proud. Her nude chest.
Damn it.
"From deeper in the tent a musical tune rose from a pit of blue feathers, holding aloft a toy Elephant Faunus."
~Legend of Zelda - Chest Opening and Getting Item.
~Legend of Zelda - Chest Opening and Getting Item.
Fragnostic
Cheshire
- Location
- Neko City
Catgirls... mmmm.
To quote Sheev 'The Senate' Palpatine: Good, good!
To quote Sheev 'The Senate' Palpatine: Good, good!
MBsymphony
Just an awkward person here
- Location
- Asia
I didn't like this chapter, don't know why
Guess it's probably because the Mc is acting pretty OC here
Guess it's probably because the Mc is acting pretty OC here
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