A dramatic entrance

Tifa squeezed up the ladder out of the pool; grunting as she **** her wide hips past the bars. She strutted, heavily exaggerated due to her figure, to where her teammate, partner, and lover, sat. Rikku barely glanced up as Tifa's shadow passed over her, nor when her lounging chair cried as the black haired goddess sat down.

“What’s that?” Tifa asked, pointing to the drink clutched in Rikku's hand.

“Not sure. Fruity. One of the smalls brought it by.”

Tifa snorted. The smalls, as Rikku called them, were diminutive identical man shaped grey humans that, by accounts, had a need to serve the normal sized people in this world. Tifa wasn't complaining however, especially after a similar drink appeared next to her. She took a drink.

“So what should we do?”

“Well, we could stay here, or….” Rikku ran a hand to where her large member created an obscene bulge in her swimsuit.

“Mmm….that sounds nice.” Tifa felt her own member plump at the thought. Tifa cocked her head as surveyed the crowd of hyper endowed futanari around them. “Maybe we can make it even better….”

Rikku pulled down her sunglasses, “Oh, you mean….”

“I want to plow more than just your ass tonight.” Tifa grinned and looked over the ladies at the pool. Like Rikku and herself, sex was a daily, sometimes hourly occurrence for all of them. Her red eyes settled on a figure trapped in an orange bathing suit “What about…”

“Tifa look!” Rikku pointed upwards. The near cloudless day was dampened by a swirling vortex of purple magic. “Hey Y'shtola?!”

The white haired head of a…what did she call herself.. Mithra? Miqo'te? Whatever, Cat girl popped up from her seat; ears twitching. “What? I was napping.”

Tifa loved how the syllables rolled off her feline tongue. Rikku shouted unnecessarily, “Is that yours?”

Y'shtola's eyes found the mini maelstrom and flicked over it briefly. It was well known that her physical prowess began and ended in the bedroom, but she was a strong sorceress. “Nope.”

Tifa opened her mouth to respond but Rikku was already halfway out of her chair. “Come on Tiffie…”

“Please don't call me that.”

“We got a new one to meet!” Tifa watched as Rikki happily bounced her way down the concrete patio; eyes lingering on the **** wobble of her ass.

***

Lara found herself falling. Not, as she expected, through sand. Instead the tomb raider was tumbling through the sky. And here I am without a parachute. She mused, borderline panicking. Or even clothes. Lara's hyper sized form crashed through a cloud and she began to panic in earnest. Lara hoped that maybe there'd be an ocean, a lake, maybe even a swimming pool to catch her fall, but as she broke cover she just saw miles of cityscape all around. There was a beach not far but at her speed she doubted she could even get there.

“Noted archeologist Lara Croft died after skydiving naked.” That's what the headlines would read. Leaving out her exaggerated feminine body or the cock that even now left a contrail of precum behind her. Whelp. Thanks world. She thought before hitting the concrete; her entire world going black.

***

“Is she dead?”

“Nah, just knocked out.”

Lara's eyes fluttered open to see two faces leaning over her. One was a blonde with green, swirling eyes while the other had raven black hair and intensely red irises.

“Hiya.” Rikku stared down at her. “Quite the entrance you made.”

“Ugh….” Lara's head swam. Clearly I'm alive, but my head doesn't want to be.

“Name's Rikku. This is Tifa.” The blonde's voice was energized, but not discouragingly so.

“Lara?” Her lips managed to say, though she sounded unsure.

“Let's get you up Lara.” Tifa stated as she and Rikku grabbed an arm and pulled, easily hauling the British woman upright. She staggered for a moment as her balance, already ill-adjusted to her figure, reset itself.

“There we go. We good?”

Lara looked back at the monumental crater her arrival made in the concrete, but as she noticed a swarm of small grey people were surrounding it, working to undo the damage. What is this place? “I think so?”

“Alright, let's get you some clothing, and settled in.”

Lara realized she was standing in the street completely nude, her wide ass, oversized breasts, and cock on full display. Lara's eyes widened in horror only for her to look around her surroundings. Clothing was optional. Several people looked to be fully nude. Some of the people weren't even people. A grey furred bunny pushed past them; her cock swinging from side to side as she went. Elsewhere a blue skinned woman disappeared down an alley with a human. Lara blinked again and looked at her greeter. Tifa was dressed in a white and blue one piece bathing suit that barely covered her exaggerated frame. Her breasts spilled over all sides while her dick was barely contained within. Rikku stood slightly shorter but no less erotic. Her yellow bikini hugged all of her curves and acted more for thinly veiled modesty than practicality. She giggled as Lara's member twitched involuntarily.

Where the fuck am I?