RWBY Hyperverse

In the World of Remnant, anything is possible...in this universe of the former, everyone is massive, thicc, and full to the brim with milk and fat. Welcome to the RWBY Hyperverse~! MINORS DON'T INTERACT, GO AWAY & PLAY MINECRAFT!

[rwbyhyperverse]

Masterpost of the Hyperverse

Rules:

https://www.tumblr.com/rwbyhyperverse/797140603807858688/rules-of-the-hyperverse?source=share

Kinks:

https://www.tumblr.com/rwbyhyperverse/797140613019648000/the-good-list-of-kinks?source=share

Muses:

https://www.tumblr.com/rwbyhyperverse/797140578326413312/the-massive-muses-rwby-edition?source=share

[sunsleptos-deactivated20250610]

Thinking about how equally awesome and frightening the idea of an actual wg shake would be.

Imagine if you really could make a milkshake, one that could be easily drank in one sitting, packed with enough calories to fatten you by the second.

If you could literally FEEL your waistline slowly spreading out with each passing moment. Feel the tangible sensation of your pants tightening against an ass noticeably wider than it had been ten minutes ago.

If you could feel your breasts filling out your bra, OVERFILLING your bra, by the time you were taking down the last mouthfuls of the drink.

A single drink dumping 50 pounds if not more on your body, and the only thing stopping you from doing it again within minutes is prep time and a warning on the gain shake mix that says not to exceed a once-per-week usage.

That kind of thing is awesome to me for obvious reasons, but I think it's frightening for the aspect of impulsivity. It's easy to convince yourself to DRINK that kind of thing when you're all worked up, but maybe when you're more leveled out you wouldn't want to do something that hasty.

Maybe you're horny enough that, just to fulfill an indulgent fantasy, you drink too much too quick. 50 pounds giving way to 100 pounds, or 200, or more. It gets you off, but once that haze clears you realize you're immobile if not close to it --- you didn't consider the repercussions of more than doubling your weight in minutes.

A large share of my enjoyment of WG is in fictional settings just because it's those long-term consequences of actual gain that scare me conceptually, but at the same time, applying the rules OF realism to an otherwise unreal scenario can hit just as hard.

[rwbyhyperverse]

It is a damn shame SunsleptOS was outed as a groomer, they made banger art even when I'm not one for weight gain at all. Just a shame to see talent given to someone who hella fell to depravity/showed their true colors.

[catchameme]

Reblog to let your mutuals know. . .

that they are appreciated. that they are important. that they are amazing. that they are creative. that they are loved.

No matter how long you take to reply, what mood you are in, how insecure you are feeling about your writing, or how active you are — your presence is still very much enjoyed. You never have to apologize or feel bad for taking a while with a reply, or not answering an ask right away. Life can get busy, energy can fluctuate, interest can shift, and emotions can change. You are human and these things do not make you a bad person/partner.

We write together because it is fun and enjoyable, not because it is expected of you to answer every little thing at the snap of fingers.

[readyplayerziggy]

rwbyhyperverse

5 feet tall and 10 feet wide.

That's just her ass, can't even try to measure the rest of her.

[rwbyhyperverse]

Just a mass of tits, gut, and ass. 🤤

[readyplayerziggy]

The reason Er.za isn't banned from all her favorite bakeries is cause the fortunes she pays them is the only way those places can break even after she goes through with how many ingredients are used for her orders.

[rwbyhyperverse]

Also who's gonna G-Check the Titania of Fairy Tail?

[readyplayerziggy]

Being the Control Devil, does that mean you can make yourself grow on command Makima, or do you prefer stuffing your face silly and then using your powers to shift the weight, or just stuffing your face period? @rwbyhyperverse

"Actually I can't use my powers on myself."

Why would she need to? It's not as though she's not in control of anything she does or says. There's no spontaneity to her actions, no sudden urges from nowhere that direct her, every 'whim' is carefully calculated and course plotted.

So if you see her sticking her face in a foot tall pie wider than two couches wearing a cowprint bikini and wiggling her fat ass upon a group of groaning and moaning souls, remember she thought every step through.

[rwbyhyperverse]

The Sin of Gluttony is not lost on the strongest Devil I see?

[bigrwbywomanenjoyer]

Weiss is beginning to think that all of these birthday presents are just trying to make her ass bigger

   Weiss hastily gulped down another sizable bite of the Dorbos Torte that team CFVY had given her and panted lightly. “They aren’t even really trying to hide it…” she grumbled as Nora squatted down behind her and observed her barely-covered cushion with narrow eyes and a broad smile. 

   Weiss hadn’t thought much of anything when her team had given her a cheesecake for her birthday. It was comically large, yes, but they’d invited quite a few teams to join them at the pool to celebrate. It was a bit more of a surprise when team JNPR had given her a mud cake, when she assumed they would’ve run that idea by her team before committing to it. It became less surprising and more suspicious when that Penny Polendina girl arrived with three cakes of various flavors balanced between her arms with her team leader in tow, who had been awkwardly averting her eyes. 

   It had become an undeniable fact that something was afoot once it was made clear that every single team that had been invited had brought her veritable towers of freshly-baked sweets, and not a single one of them seemed surprised when they were asked to add their contributions to the pile. 

   Their guests had barely even touched the wide assortment of cake, with even the resident sugar fiends like Ruby, Nora and Neo only having two or three pieces on their plate each. Whereas Weiss was having entire cakes pushed in front of her with eagerness, with the rotating cast of huntsmen and huntresses-to-be taking turns feeding her massive slices eagerly. 

   Not 3 seconds passed between Weiss downing the full slice of the buttery desert and Coco waving another oversized piece in her face like jangling keys. 

   “C’mon ice queen, don’t skimp out on your own birthday! We’ve got plenty more where that came from~”

   Weiss held a fist up to her mouth and quietly suppressed a belch as the contents of her bloated stomach shifted. Pyrrha was sitting to her side and treating her abused, overworked stomach to a belly rub, trying to help in any way she could with the overstuffed ball of chyme work away at its contents. The drum-tight lard balloon had swollen up to the point that it was filling her lap, spilling over the sides of her thighs (which was no small feat) and pressing up against the edge of the table even when she leaned back. 

   The heiress stole a quick glance to her side at her muscular masseuse, who was handling her with an impressive level of care. Pyrrha looked uncharacteristically sheepish as she dug her fingers into Weiss’s sensitive stomach, the corners of her mouth twitching and her lips pursing at every little blurble and blorp that it made as the food within stewed away. 

   Weiss gasped as a soft yet strong arm flung itself around her shoulders. “C’mon Weiss, eat up!” Nora cheered heartily as she materialized between them, reaching up to Weiss’s mouth and prying her lips apart with her fingers. 

   “Open nice and wide for Coco!” the redhead chuckled as Weiss gawked before her gaping maw was stuffed full again with cake, cheeks bulging out and caramel dripping down her chin as she tried desperately to inhale the sweet slice. 

   “We all know a body like this,”—Nora delivered a hearty SLAP to the heiress’s thronebreaker, causing the meaty mass to jiggle madly, and her amazonian teammate to blush deeply—“Doesn’t come from eating light. Just sit back, relax, and let us do allllllll the work for you~! Isn’t that right, Pyrrha?” she asked as she turned to the taller woman, fluttering her eyelashes innocently. 

   “Mmhm.” Pyrrha responded so quietly that Nora doubted anybody else could hear her. Her fellow redhead’s hands were continuing their task diligently, but her eyes were still glued to Weiss’s fat-sloshing dump truck, which still hadn’t totally ceased wobbling from when Nora had disturbed it. 

   Nora had, of course, been the mastermind behind this whole scheme. It was obvious that her amazonian friend was head-over-heels for the prissy pear-shaped princess, but it seemed even the invincible girl didn’t know how to tell somebody she wanted her head between their thighs. 

   The solution, Nora had realized, was shockingly simple; make Weiss even more stupidly sexy than she already was by stuffing her silly with cake to make her cake even more colossal, until Pyrrha couldn’t hold it in anymore and confessed her feelings! Or snapped and pinned her down and did unspeakable things to her! Whichever one happened first. 

   Given how heavily Pyrrha was breathing and how intently she was staring, the latter definitely seemed plausible. 

   Either way, Weiss got the gift of an even more excessively thick bouncing bubble butt! And if everything went really well, she’d get a gift that nobody could resist; a hot amazon girlfriend! It was the perfect setup!

   And if Nora was deriving fun of her own from hefting another heaping handful of Schnee-brand ass fat as CVFY’s diva of a leader was busy mashing more sweets down the rich girl’s gullet, was that really so wrong?

[rwbyhyperverse]

Well Weiss, at least you'll have an adorable belly to go along with your Thronebreaker!

[gluttonygirls]

Obese snake women send post

[rwbyhyperverse]

You mean Saa?

[rwbyhyperverse]

Broke: Throw it back

Woke: Make it clap

Bespoke: Make those things slosh

[bigrwbywomanenjoyer]

With Winter added to the roster, what was her worst growth spurt/incident? @rwbyhyperverse

   Winter’s shoulders stiffened. “Ah. Well…” she shifted slightly from one foot to another and averted her eyes. “If you must know, I had a… slight mishap fairly recently, actually…”

~

   Winter stifled a yawn as she followed closely behind Professor Goodwitch, who was currently giving her an in-depth tour of the school grounds. She’d only just arrived from Atlas for the Vytal Festival, and had barely finished unpacking before the woman had kindly offered to show her around. 

   “Over to your right is the mess hall,” Goodwitch pointed off towards a standalone building, “which has recently undergone renovations. Atlas’s students are, of course, free to help themselves to the…” 

   Winter put her fist up to her mouth discreetly as she held in another yawn, and began to feel her eyes watering. Brothers she was tired. She’d barely slept during the preparation for the festival. Ironwood had warned her about the paperwork, but no amount of warning could have aptly prepared her for the mountain she had found on her desk a few weeks ago. And having to help wrangle the students had almost been worse, and then the ride to Vale had been long and tedious and left her feeling stiff and irate, and it was so much hotter here than it was in Atlas…

   She felt like her uniform was smothering her in this heat. Boobsweat was bad enough for a woman of her build. It was made much, much worse by the dramatic shift in temperature.

   Eugh. 

   She straightened her back as she walked, trying to keep her composure. Winter was fairly sure at this point that she’d seen most of the school. The tour wouldn’t go on for that much longer, she was confident. Then, once she was done, she could go and retreat to the room that had been set up for her for some much-needed time to herself. Focus on all of the personal care that she had neglected over the last couple of weeks. She was going to crank up the AC, take a long shower, get caught up on her book, and…

   Winter blinked as a thought suddenly struck her. 

   Had she milked herself this morning? Before their flight?

   …

   She hadn’t.

   Winter’s stance changed dramatically as she looked down at herself, and sure enough, that smothering feeling wasn’t just the heat. The woman’s uniform was straining around her chest, and now that she was conscious of it, she could hear the fabric tightening against her breasts. 

   Winter wore unique undergarments that utilized gravity dust to compress her curves down to a more manageable size. Though she had to be cautious when wearing them, as that dust could easily be compromised by, say, an excessive amount of liquid washing it away. Which was why she normally made sure to drain herself in the morning to ensure that her day went smoothly. 

   This morning though, in the rush to get to Beacon on time, she had completely forgotten. 

   The dampness she’d felt was just her sweat, it was also two darkening spots in her shirt from where her nipples were pouring out excess liquid as her dairy tanks churned. 

   “P-Professor-“ Winter tried to keep her voice tempered, but failed utterly as a thread snapped, and her tits sloshed as they ballooned outwards several inches, ripping a small hole in her shirt that showed off her cleavage. She gasped as her glistening mammaries were exposed to open air, and her bra strained even harder to keep her chest in check. 

   “Is something wrong miss-“ Glynda turned to face the woman, and blanched at the sight of her partially exposed bosom. “-Schnee…?”

   “Mmmph~” Winter’s face went red with embarrassment as the professor stared at her with wide eyes, her vision glued to Winter’s sloshing, jiggling udders as they surged forwards and rapidly doubled in size. Little spurts of white were squirting through the fabric of her bra, which was miraculously mostly still intact, save for just one little hole, and digging sharply into her sensitive flesh. Her tits were big enough now that they were almost completely covering her torso. 

   “I-I don’t want to alaaAAArm you, h-haaah, but I ttthhhhink you should run.” Winter’s body shook feverishly as she spoke, threatening to give out under her as her girls fought to be free. 

   “Ms. Schnee, what’s happening?! Is there anything I can-“

   The expensive bra had finally had enough. One more tear was all it took for the following cascade of titflesh to tear the whole thing asunder, and the specialist’s boobs bubbled and glorped like twin cauldrons with decompressing milk and fat as they expanded at hypersonic speeds. 

   Winter moaned as her globes grew fat enough that her nipples touched the earth beneath her, and quickly expanded forwards. Foot upon foot upon foot of land was engulfed beneath her cataclysmic chest in seconds as it swelled, the Schnee quickly switching between hunching over from their weight to bending backwards as they rose higher into the sky, quivering. Milk poured out like a bursting dam, turning the soft earth to warm mud beneath her as she plowed through it. 

   Goodwitch took a step back, far too late, as Winter’s tremendous milktanks were moving faster than Ruby could with her semblance. The teacher was absolutely steamrolled by Schnee titmeat that only seemed to be growing more quickly as time went on. She tried to use her semblance to lift it, but it was swelling at such a rate that she couldn’t even properly grasp it, her telekinetic hold breaking before she could even try to get a grip on it, leaving her to lose herself in the tidal wave of flesh, unable to hear anything to roaring sloshing in her ears. 

   ‘Don’t cum,’ Winter thought to herself. She splayed her legs as wide as she could and sank her hands into her breasts to keep them all as far away from her lips as possible. ‘Don’t cum, don’t cum, don’t cum, don’t cum, don’t cum…’ 

   Because if she came, then it wouldn’t just be sweat in her pants. And then this would happen again. And she couldn’t let that happen. She couldn’t. She couldn’t. 

   Good fucking Gods above breasts weren’t even halfway done yet this was IMPOSSIBLE. 

   The woman whimpered as her giant fucking boulders just kept on swelling, filling up more and more of the courtyard, drawing the eyes of more and more of Beacon’s student body. The damn things were the size of the mess hall together they were still going. She could feel every single speckle of dirt and grass and stone being pulverized beneath her and sending jolts down her spine. 

   But the worst part of all was that huntress that she had TOLD TO MOVE and she HADN’T LISTENED TO HER and now she was squirming and writhing and causing her sloshtanks to undulate and Gods she was leaking and she was going to cum fuck fuck fuck-

   Winter silently squealed in ecstasy and defeat as her quaking pussy exploded in her underwear. Soaking the fabric, and destabilizing it’s dust mixture as well. 

   She could barely even register it when her pants began to tear and her fat blubber butt began to split through the rips like dough rising. Didn’t even care anymore when she heard students shouting at each other to back up, having seen what had become of her breasts, and knowing that it was about to happen a second time. She was utterly defeated, and knew that there was nothing she could do now as her panties were reduced to shreds by her legs and haunches, determined to make up for lost time. 

   All she could do was sit there and cum her brains out until she finally, finally stopped, after she’d grown thick enough to level the entire courtyard, including the recently-overhauled mess hall, which had been reduced to rubble. 

~

   Winter scraped her hands down her face at the memory. Her complexion was crimson red from embarrassment, remembering the faces of the teachers and student body alike as they’d stared at her. 

   “It took them an hour to find compressors that would fit me,” she bemoaned quietly. “Another hour to actually get them on. It’s been weeks and there are still new pictures being posted online. The staff can’t do anything to stop it.”

   She saw a student pass by her out of the corner of her eyes. Vacuo, based on the uniform. The student met her eyes for just a second, stiffened, and quickly turned their head away as they walked briskly by. 

   Winter’s blush deepened. She was never going to live this down. 

[rwbyhyperverse]

Jesus FUUUUUCK this was a lovely read!!!

Idgaf how long or short your stories are I need to learn this level of detail in your writing dude, that was incredible to take it all in!

[rwbyhyperverse]

Pyrrha upon learning that her ass can, in fact, stop traffic, as seen when she bent over and her skirt slipped up enough that her butt decompressed with enough force to literally flip a car.

It all happened in an instant.

Pyrrha had been on her usual walk around the city of Vale on her weekend off when she finally had gotten her homework done, enjoying the sights and sounds, but especially the crepes and ice cream served at this time of year! The spring weather was unusually warm, if not humid this year however, so what better way to cool than a frozen treat?

Pyrrha however, wasn't particularly mindful of her weight this year, for she was packing on incredible weight in her curves, but their truly incredible size was packed away thanks to Schnee Dust Company brand compression garments for women. Unfortunately for the bra and panties, Pyrrha was really slacking on keeping her curves at a... manageable size even for a hyper woman. The girl was the picture of peak physique; she was a prodigy after all!

...but even prodigy's have their "Hindsight is 20/20" moment, and Pyrrha was about to have one of her worst ones yet.

The redheaded spartan strolled her merry way to a crosswalk, licking away at her delicious sorbet scoop on a cone with a few little seedless cherries on top. Whilst she was licking the ice-cold confection Pyrrha had knocked one of those little red fruits off and onto the cement below. "Oh no! Well, uhh, I guess the five second rule still applies to the outdoors? ...Brothers, has Nora really rubbed off on me that badly?" She shook her head and decided to hope she was wrong, and bent over to pick up the slightly splattered cherry.

And then, it happened...her skirt became taught as her hips started to flare outward, hell, they slowly ballooned out into their true size if only a little. Until her skirt gained the tiniest of tears, and all hell broke lose.

it started with a sharp shrrrip, and then-

GLRK-BLUUUOOOOORSH

Literal kilotons of blubber-filled booty blobs burst forth from Pyrrha's poor panties, finally succumbing to their frayed fate. In aforementioned instant, Pyrrha's calamitous kester crushed one car, barged it's way against another one smashing it into a building, glunked itself onto a poor corner store making the windows bend, crack, and/or finally break under the pounds of Pyrrha Nikos, and flipped a car upside down after it was launched a solid mile. The screams of panicked pedestrians began to quiet down as Pyrrha was the only person, or rather several tons of a person, left at the crosswalk saying nothing for she was too embarrassed to even speak.

No, she was too mortified to say a word, and it was only the groaning, churning, glorgling of her titanic tushie that towered over the buildings she was bulging around. The spartan could hear and feel her cheeks creaking from the remaining contained clap machine meat and everything (maybe a few citizens as well) trapped beneath her bloated behemoth buns, her blushing face just about roasting her to a first-degree burn. All Pyrrha could utter out, between the endless noise of her liquid fat mind you, was her simple trademark phrase;

"...I-I-I'm s-sorry...!"

[readyplayerziggy]

Women that can tip over buildings with their hips.

[rwbyhyperverse]

Even better if they just engulf the smaller buildings in their churning, jiggling, blubbery cheeks.

[ziggyincognito]

Dai.wa Scarlet in the Mai Shira.nui fit but her boobs get bigger with every jiggle. And the growth is a multiplier not an addition so each growth spurt is larger than the last one.

[rwbyhyperverse]

Goddamn Ziggy, she's just gonna flood the track with milk at this rate with how much she's jiggling!

[readyplayerziggy]

What's the absolute biggest you've ever been Samus? I can only imagine the many times you were visible from a planet's surface as a pair of leaking boobs, jiggling ass, or groaning belly. @rwbyhyperverse

"You ever heard of how Throcalsyx 4 was cracked in half from the inside? Yeah..."

She had to go underground and wound up outside of her suit for just a few minutes. Next thing she knew she sunk a couple hundred meters below and expanded a few thousand in all directions and. Well let's just say she had to lay low for a long while after that.

[rwbyhyperverse]

Jesus fuck that's such a hot visual...

[ziggyincognito]

Zhu Yu.an with a sticker that says 'Highway Obstruction' on one giant, three lane blocking ass cheek and an 'If you can't see my mirrors, I can't see you' sign slapped onto the other.

[rwbyhyperverse]

"Wife of Wise Arna" is plastered on both cheeks, coupled with thousands upon thousands of advertisements to shop at Random Play.

Now if only anyone could read them when Zhu Yuan's ass isn't rippling and sloshing with every little movement...

[reality-breaking-ran-yakumo]

source

[rwbyhyperverse]

I think everyone within a 100 mile radius is gonna need to evacuate...

[notfatweeb]

apologies for my radio silence as of late- have a Frieren sketch as compensation

[rwbyhyperverse]

Average binge from Frieren.