Dials Set

The thought of continuing under the guise of another person was exactly what she wanted, so Tifa turned the softly glowing knob on the left to its highest position.

The second dial on the other hand was what she had agonized over. The description only talked about benefits and mentioned nothing about what the bonus items would actually be. This made Tifa exceptionally wary of even moving the dial off its default setting of 0. In the end though, the subtext of the letter had her convinced that failure was probably nearly assured if she walked away from the bonus.

She steeled herself and turned the knob. In the end, the surety of receiving the access card pushed aside her wariness over the rest of the unknowns. The knob hit its max setting and Tifa stepped back and waited for the chest to react.

It just sat there, inert.

After a while, Tifa became tired of waiting and turned towards the unopened box on the bar and went about opening and unpacking it.

As expected, there was a small locked box sheathed in latex, as well as another sealed envelope which was labeled, ‘Instructions’.

But the rest of the contents made Tifa feel sick. There were a pair of douches filled with a liquid that glowed a very familiar colour. There were also a set of five large see through bags filled with the same glowing liquid, along with a coiled tube with attachments at either end. The next item, a small squeeze bottle of glowing liquid was quickly forgotten about once she came to the last things in the box. The final items were a set of materia in a case which was packed with a strange object made of black latex that she just knew was a sex toy of some sort.

Gulping, Tifa opened and read over the letter before tentatively picking up the sex toy to examine it. The letter confirmed it as a butt plug. It had a round base with a materia slot and attached to the base was a centimetre long rigid tube that was a little thicker than two of her fingers. Attached to this was a huge teardrop of latex which at its thickest, exceeded the girth of her clenched fist. From the narrow tip of the teardrop grew a flexible, three centimeter length of latex which was then connected to the first of three fist sized spheres, each connected with another length of the flexible material.

Trying not to think about where the monster in her hands would soon be going, Tifa randomly inserted a materia into the toy’s base. Then, following the instructions, she held a materia to the side of the teardrop and watched as it seemed to phase and merge into the latex. She watched as the glow, somehow still visible beneath the surface of the toy, sink in until it stopped at the centre. From there, the glow spread until the entire teardrop was glowing softly.

The process was then repeated with each of the three balls, and once the entire toy was glowing, she placed it on the bar.

Mechanically, Tifa packed everything back into the box, before turning towards the chest. She was intent on following the letters suggestion that she take the first set of items so that they could be used immediately after the first challenge.

The chest was now lit with wire thin glowing lines of neon-pink light, spreading out from the knobs. Tifa put her hand on the top of the chest and watched as the lid cracked open along one of the glowing lines. Completely opening the lid revealed a large box that filled the chest which she carefully picked up and placed on the bar.

Tifa put the box containing the toy on top of the large box of makeup and disguise items, and then picked everything up. She then walked towards the backroom, intent on getting to the bathroom of her upstairs apartment.

In her bathroom, Tifa stood for a moment before unpacking the challenge box again, placing the douches, small squeeze bottle and bags of liquid into the bathtub. She turned on the hot water and then sat on the toilet.

With her fingers massaging her temples, Tifa tried to psych herself up, ‘It’s ok. You just have to do what you have to do. Remember, it’s so you can win.’

She stood and turned off the water as she began to mentally chant, ‘It’s to win.’ Taking some towels from a shelf, Tifa laid them onto the floor, finishing by rolling up the last one into a makeshift pillow.

She continued mentally changing her mantra.

Taking a deep breath, Tifa decided to start with the easiest part. She stripped off her dirty clothes. Deliberately taking her time, she first tossed the remnants of her torn tank top and then then tossed the rest into the hamper. She stood there for a moment, naked except for her latex collar, trying to push away her trepidation. She then plucked out the pair of douches from the water, and stepped into the shower with determination. Keeping hold of one of the douches, she placed the other in the shower’s nook.

Slowly and awkwardly, Tifa positioned and then slipped the long nozzle of the douche into her sore, cum filled pussy. It bottomed out with the tip of the nozzle just brushing up against her cervix. She squeezed hard, emptying the reservoir.

The warm liquid seemed to wash away the soreness along with the mixed cum filling her cunt. Tifa couldn’t help but let out a shivering moan, even as a faint tingling settled into her pussy. Faintly worried about what the liquid would eventually do, she none the less pushed on and swapped douches to repeat her actions, bringing a surge in the strength of the pleasant heat in her pussy, leaving it tingling pleasantly.

Not able to resist, Tifa tried to fuck herself with the douche while fingering her clit. The feeling of the douche’s nozzle occasionally bumping against her cervix was wonderful, but the nozzle was too thin to bring any other pleasure.

The still fresh memory of Rufus’ giant cock pounding away at her cunt stroked a deep yearning for something more substantial. With a frustrated moan Tifa dropped the empty douche, giving up, and walked briskly towards her bedroom naked.

Once in her room, Tifa went directly to her dresser and tore her panty drawer from the dresser. She took the entire drawer to her bed and upended it, spilling its contents across her bed. Digging through the pile, she quickly uncovered her vibrator and her larger dildo. She paused for a moment before grabbing both. She then proceeded to throw herself onto her bed.

Legs spread, Tifa immediately began sliding the shaft of her dildo across the length of her wet and swollen slit. Moaning, she brought the vibrator to her mouth, intending to lube it up a bit before turning it on and letting it go to town on her clit. Sliding it into her mouth reminded her intimately about how good it felt to be fucked there and she thrust the vibrator, deeply, into her mouth.

It felt so good, but she knew that having her pussy filled would make it better so Tifa let her tongue wrap itself around the vibrator before she took the dildo in both hands. Rolling her hips and repositioning the rubber cock took a moment. Then, she trust it in.

Frustratingly, it only sank in a few inches causing Tifa to groan. Needing to feel her pussy being stuffed, she sank the dildo in deeper and deeper with a series of short thrusts. She moaned around the vibrator as her dildo finally bottomed out.

Frenetically fucking her cunt with the rubber cock over and over again, Tifa simultaneously reached up with her free hand to fuck her mouth with the vibrator. Her lusty moans built until they filled the room and as she felt her orgasm nearing, she flicked her vibe on and popped it out of her mouth.

As soon as it was empty, Tifa’s mouth began speaking without any conscious act on her part, “Ooooh! You fuck my slut pussy soooo good!”

Sensuously, Tifa trailed her vibrator down her body, momentarily letting it buzz against one of her achingly hard nipples, forcing a throaty groan from her mouth. She then slipped it down the sweaty valley of her breasts and down her toned belly.

“Harder! Fuck my slut hole hard,” Tifa growled at herself as she thrust the dildo faster and harder into her cunt.

Almost there, Tifa slid the tip of the vibrator down over her sparse bush as she panted at herself, “Yeah...fuck it…cock…need it so bad!”

As the vibe touched her clit hood, Tifa came explosively, her back arched and toes clenched tight. She screamed in pleasure, her body shuddering as she pressed the tip of her vibrator harder into her clit. On and on it went until her climaxing body slackened as the pleasure ebbed.

Desperately gasping for air, her nerveless fingers let go of the sex toys and her hands flopped down to rest against her sweaty body. Tifa slowly opened her eyes and looked up at the ceiling, vision still blurry and dark around the edges.

The collar and the materia had been changing her and doing things that scared the hell out of her. But Tifa couldn’t deny that the results were incredibly pleasurable. She clenched down on the rubber cock still buried in her pussy and purred in pleasure, awed at how amazing sex now felt.

Letting her eyes close, Tifa ran her fingers through her sparse pubic hair and began rubbing around her clit. Moaning, she let her head roll to the side, her cheek pressed up against what felt like one of her few g-strings. She was still horny, but that was expected as she had been constantly horny since she had first put on the collar. What was unexpected was the lack of soreness.

Her pussy was happily wrapped around her dildo, eager to be fucked again. Her breasts ached to be played with and Tifa felt a deep craving for her mouth to be filled. Her body was more than ready to be used again sexually. It so hard to not just give in to her body’s desires; to no succumb to heated pit of sexual yearning that was burning just above her slit.

Breath caught, Tifa sighed wondering if she should just let go and let the pleasure overtake her one more time before going back and dealing with the rest of her unpleasant task. She trailed her hands teasingly up her body and cupped her tits.

Tifa started to gently massage them with a moan. She rolled her nipples between her fingers and pinched them, sending a jolt a pleasure through her body. It’d be so easy to give in, and it would put off her task for a time. But she knew that she really should get on with things.

Tifa opened her eyes languidly and her breath hitched with a pleasure filled gasp. Through her bedroom window, she could see a young teen boy, watching her from a window in the next building over. He was sitting on top of a table that rested against the window, stroking his cock furiously.