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Chapter 17 by RequiemSoulReaper RequiemSoulReaper

What is the final fantasy (hehe) of the day?

Tifa Lockhart, surprising no one other than Vanessa

Vanessa became terrified as she once again woke up in the white room again. Her memories are telling her that she only just got here, but she keeps getting the feeling like she has been there a while. She looked down and noticed she was naked, but instead of scaring her more she just starts to giggle to herself. Which scared her most when she caught herself doing it. She didn’t get much time to be afraid, as the arms had come back to put on her new costume.

She watched the arms as they grabbed her and **** some clothes onto her, not that she was complaining about no longer being naked. They placed her in a white crop top, black panties, and a black short skirt with suspenders. She quickly figured out what she was being dressed as. They were dressing her up as one of her favorite video game characters, Tifa Lockhart. They were even putting the battle gloves on her as well. She was super excited about getting to be one of her favorite characters as they straightened out her already black hair to look more like Tifa’s, as well as put drops in her eyes that turned her pupils red. She felt herself being pricked by something, but she isn’t sure what. Her excitement was interrupted by a familiar sensation. The feeling she got when the characters’ personality and identity were being **** into her brain caused by the headset the hands had now placed on her. She felt more confident and courageous, but also the desire to want to know more about other people. Despite never having that kind of personality this felt familiar to her. She felt sultry, seductive, and sexy. She started to remember people like Cloud, Aerith, Barret, and Yuffie, and the missions she had with Avalanche. Then the feeling started to fade as she had only one thought in her head, “I am Tifa Lockhart”.

The headset is removed from her head, as new thoughts start coming into her head as she remembers what’s happening. She was tending the bar like she always does. She places her hand on her head and says “Woah I must dozed off for a second there”. She goes back to cleaning the glasses waiting for people to purchase drinks at the currently empty bar. A man walks into the bar and sits down. Vanessa or rather Tifa asks the man would like to drink. Which the man responds with by pulling out a strange looking materia and says “Breast milk pleases”. “What?” Tifa asks angrily right before being hit with a powerful light and then saying “Of course sir, right away”. She then grabs her tits and pulls them out of her crop top. As she does so she thinks to herself “Man I knew I had huge tits, but they are a lot bigger than I remember”. She then put both hands on one of them and squeezes it right above a glass, as she did so milk started to come out. “Here you go sir, fresh from the source” she said with a big smile. “Oh” he said seemingly disappointed. “What’s wrong?” She asked confused. “Nothing, nothing. It’s just well I was hoping to drink it directly from the tap”. “Not a problem, have at it.” she said gesturing her hands towards her enormous mommy milkers. The man immediately started sucking on the girl’s jiggly jugs. While he did so he was fondling away at them, playing with them like they were incredible toys. All the while Tifa just stood there staring blankly ahead, enjoying the immense pleasure having her titties played with was giving her.

After the man had his fill he got up and thanked her. To show his appreciation he started to kiss her passionately, which she returned in kind acting like this how all customers thanked her. After they were done the man gave Tifa’s tits both a nice firm slap, sending them jiggling and causing Tifa to gasp in pleasure. As the man walked away leaving the bar, but right before he left he said “It was a shame I was short on time, I would have loved to give you a big tip”. Then he left, leaving Tifa standing their blissed out with a dumb vapid grin on her face and her tits hanging their freely. She was not left there for too long though because the machine was about to send Vanessa home for the day.

(Author’s note): This may be a continuation, but it is going to be very different from the story before as some details of the story beforehand I may choose to keep or change. If you have any ideas you would like to pitch for this story branch please feel free to do so. I might just end up using it for future chapters.

How does Vanessa feel after this?

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