FF Pimp Cane: Ribbons and Mammaries

Lightning fought against the growing compulsion as she sat on a chair while the three girls hovered over her.

They'd decided on pigtails. Vanille and the lithe blonde were busy making that happen while the third girl seemed to be watching with an odd look, almost a mischievous glimmer to go along with that oh so slight smirk. Lightning didn't like the girl. Something about her was setting off Lightning's Guardian Corp. instincts. Thief. It was there in the nimble fingers, never quite still as they played along her hips. It was there in the attitude. Lightning sensed from that growing expression over the last few minutes and from a few 'innocent' comments, that the petite yet athletic girl was wondering at the possibilities for truly enjoying Lightning's strange request.

That's what made containing the inexplicable urge all the harder. The bastard's orders had been to ensure they treat her like a twelve year old. That wasn't really happening and even though she truly didn't want them to treat her that way she couldn't resist the command growing ever insistent in her mind.

"OW! You bitch!" cried out Yuffie as Lightning's fingers finished pinching the taut flesh of her ass hard. The ninja's hand was already coming up to deliver a reprisal before she caught herself, "Why the fuck did you do that?!"

The pulse native was disappointed that the girl restrained herself. A hard slap across the face sounded like exactly what she needed right now. Still, she wasn't prepared for what came spilling out of her mouth, "Oh! I'm sorry. Were you not expecting that? Wearing such skank panties, I thought you were asking for it." Her voice was dripping with sarcasm.

Rikku's hands dropped Lightning's pig tail to go to her hips, "Hey! I'm wearing a thong too!"

Lightning cocked her head to the side and appraised the girl with a haughty look, trying to channel some of Sera's brattier behavior of her younger years, "And you look like a slut, congratulations."

Vanille stared at her friend with concern and dismay, "Light..."

The pig tailed pinkette rounded on her, her voice full of censure, "And I'm very disappointed in you, Van. I asked you to treat me like a twelve year old and you're doing a very poor job. How am I supposed to learn to relax if you're not going to even try?" Lightning boiled inside at the hurt look that spread across the pretty girl's face. Damn it! She was going to kill that fucking clown-

Her thought was interrupted by the surprisingly strong black haired girl jerking her out of her chair, "Hah. Okay! I say we spank this naughty little girl's ass, yea? Teach her a lesson!"

Rikku nodded with a smile getting into the spirit, "Yea! And I think we need to update her underwear to something more freeing. She's got a total ugly Yevonite thing going on..."

Vanille still looked hurt and troubled, "I don't know..."

Tifa approached the refreshment table, her eyes on a pair of carafes which she hoped contained water. Cosmos had furnished her strange party with all manner of drinks, the majority alcoholic. Tifa assumed it was to loosen everyone up but she still found it odd. Even if they were all women, such a set up made her think someone was trying to get into her pants. Which was silly, given this was a party thrown by a goddess of goodness or whatever. But how do you explain the lingerie? Granted, Tifa enjoyed the chance to flaunt her beautiful body every once in a while but there wasn't much point if Cloud wasn't around to enjoy it.

She did look dead hot in this lacy black little number.

On the other Aerith was here, coincidentally wearing the exact same thing in purest white. Tifa instantly felt guilt at that unworthy jealous thought. Cloud should be here. Too spend time with Aerith and it kind of pissed Tifa off that Cosmos so casually called them here for this slumber party and yet hadn't thought that the rest of her friends wouldn't like to spend time with their dead friend. Though, of course, she wasn't dead. Just 'one with the lifestream'. Which made Tifa wonder why couldn't the goddess bring back a host of lost comrades or I don't know...let Aerith go back to Gaia...

The busty fighter was so deep in her thoughts that she was simply standing before the table with her hand clutching the carafe that did happen to be full of ice water. This made it absurdly easy for a white painted arm with bright pink finger nails clutching a decadent cane to reach up from underneath the table cloth and gently rap her shoulder with an jaunty bounce.

"Hee HEE hee! You're my pet, now! Stay just like that!"

That hated voice was impossible to forget and Tifa's heart seized up one moment before her entire body did likewise. She looked down while keeping her head still and watched as the white table cloth was lifted by...something. She could detect its passage but not see it. Then she felt it as both her breasts rebounded and jiggled as someone's invisible face rubbed past them on its way up. His breath was sickly sweet, of bubble gum and rose petals but she couldn't lean away. She recoiled inside as the soft abundant flesh of her chest was deformed and manipulated by his hands. His touch was soft, too soft and she hated the way her sensitive breasts reacted, her large upturned nipples pressing out against his palms, impossible to miss.

Kefka made a tsking sound as he saw the dismay in her eyes, "Awwe... Don't be sad. Of course a pet's body reacts to its owner's loving touch! Mmmmm...such huge funbags you have, my dear!" He tittered softly as if that were a hilarious joke.

Tifa could do nothing. She wondered why no one was seeing anything strange about her just standing here with her back to the room. She had been talking with Aerith. She'd said she'd be right back after getting a drink.

Kefka's hands continued to caress her breasts, sending light shivers down her spine. Damn it! Cloud had been out of Midgar for two weeks, her body was way overdo for a release and now it was apparently willing to settle for any port in a storm. Fuck.

"Do you like your large breasts? Speak truth." A flash of a plan and Tifa gathered air in her lungs to shout her answer and draw attention- "-quietly. Speak sensually, like a lover to me and- For trying to do something very naughty- let's play a game. Use that reaching hand and try to find my hidden tally wacker. Be nice and gentle when you find it. Return my caress."

Tifa's hand slipped down automatically as she found her self able to lean forward slightly towards where she guessed his right ear was. She railed inside and willed her body to fight but it was to no avail. Her hand found his lean stomach covered in several layers of cloth and started to trail down, she slowed its progress as much as she was able as she spoke in a low throaty purr, "Mmmm...I both love my big beautiful boobs and-" she was utterly mortified by the words she found herself choosing, "-hate them. They get in the way and can be very painful when I train and fight. They draw all sorts of lustful gazes from undeserving men. But-" Tifa's eyes went wide as she caught a flash of what she was about to divulge but was unable to stop herself, "I absolutely love making my lover's big hard cock disappear between them..."

Tifa stifled an inward grown as her hand found Kefka's penis or at least what she was expected to believe was his penis. Her fingers had to spread wide to encompass the absurdly wide shaft of the strap-on. Her hand went down its length and kept going down towards his knee. She stopped momentarily when she realized he was wearing a skirt and there was no longer any cloth between her and the toy. Except it wasn't a toy. She could feel hot flesh and thick upraised veins underneath her palm. As her mind contemplated the size of the invisible cock she was holding something else was happening. He was getting hard, the shaft swelling and pressing against her hand as it slowly rose. He was big. Incredibly big. Bigger than she'd ever imagined. No doubt he'd used some dark magic to acquire such size but that didn't do anything to change her body's instinctive reaction. Cloud's fat ten incher had always turned her insides to jelly the moment she laid eyes on it and she frantically stomped on a treacherous thought that wished this cock wasn't invisible so that she could feast her hungry eyes on it.

"Tee hee... what a horny little minx, you are! I've done so little to that pretty mind of yours and already so ready!" Tifa couldn't move as she felt the fat head of Kefka's cock pressing up against her asscheeks, the massive thing so big that it felt like she could sit upon it. She pushed it down and away as she continued to stroke, ignoring the fact that she was getting wet down there. His hands were still playing with her breasts and it still felt way better than it should. "Anywho... I know you're having a lot of fun right now but its time to spice this party up! Get back out there and socialize, sister! But there's only two things you want talk about: Cocks and tits! Steer everybody's conversation to either discussing the sizes of their male paramours or getting everyone to compare boobs. That's cause you can't stand not having the biggest boobs in any room and you want everyone to know it! By the way, I'm pretty sure that hot goth Lulu's got you beat."

Tifa's stomach dropped, only to be further leaded by his next words, "Oh and don't forget to be real cruel in disparaging Cloud's dick. I think we all know that huge Buster sword is compensating for something but its nice to have his girlfriend confirm it, don't you think?"