She has an idea.

A lesser person would have caved in already, but Tifa possessed a warrior’s spirit. With a growl she made it back to her feet. Her body was still hot and needy, but she was still herself. She had to get to the Materia shop, but she couldn’t very well go with the **** Materia wreaking havoc on her like this.

And then it came to her. The perfect solution. She turned and hurried back inside, doing her best not to blink, and locked the door behind her. She went behind the bar and pried up a false floor panel, revealing a safe. Her pussy was still throbbing needily, but she grit her teeth, input the code, and opened the safe. A variety of multi-colored lights glowed in the darkness. Tifa hadn’t had much use for her Materia collection since she’d gone back to running the bar full time, but now seemed like the perfect time.

She searched for a moment, trying to ignore how sensitive her breasts had become, and there it was. She’d traveled the world with this particular Materia, and hopefully it would be able to save her now. Materia granted it’s user abilities they wouldn’t normally have, and if you used them enough, their abilities got stronger. Tifa gulped, considering the implications of that concept applied to the stone strapped around her neck. She popped the Materia into a ring, and slid it onto her finger.

And to her infinite relief, it worked. In battle, the Stop Materia could freeze an enemy in it’s tracks, but here, it had stopped the effects of the insidious effects of the **** Materia. She no longer felt a corrupting influence in her mind, and her traitorous pussy stopped oozing. Her nipples were finally allowed to relax. She closed her eyes, and saw nothing but darkness. She breathed a sigh of relief, but was already formulating her next move. This wasn’t a permanent solution. The effects of the Stop Materia were only temporary.