Tifa's Backstory

The three landed in a heap on the stone floor, saved from **** only by the Protect materia woven into their gear. Cloud looked around hazily, then almost wretched.

"Damn, it reeks," he said to himself. He looked over to Tifa, helping her get up. She wrapped her hands around her legs, before suddenly looking panicked.

"Cloud… We have to get back to the slums─right now!" she looked over at Aerith. "I didn't wanna drag Aerith into all this..."

"She'll understand," Cloud said.

"How do you two know each other?" Tifa asked.

"I saved her, she saved me… Round and round it goes," Cloud demurred.

"And… that's all there is to it? Sure there isn't something else going on?" Tifa asked pointedly. Was she ... jealous? Aerith stood up, brushing the muck off her skirt.

"Tifa ... why were you like that before the Don?" Aerith asked, broaching the subject carefully.

"I ... I .... Cloud, can you show us your ass?" Tifa said, flushing suddenly. Cloud looked at her, jaw wide open.

"Why?"

"Just do it," Tifa said, in a tone that brooked no argument. Cloud faced away from the girls, self-conscious about his cock now ... errr ... penis ... and dropped his pants enough that he could feel Tifa's fingers gingerly trace his fresh tattoo. She then took a few steps away, and pulled down her own shorts, exposing her ripe, round ass, with an identical tattoo. Cloud looked at it, excitement and confusion on his face.

"I'll explain on the way," she said. They started to make their way towards the Sector 7 side of the sewers. "Five years ago, after Nibelheim, I was brought to Midgar by Hojo. Back then, he had an enterprising colleague ... Master Don Corneo."

Why was she calling him Master, Cloud wondered. Well, maybe he did understand, he thought, blushing.

"Corneo proposed an idea he'd long had. Chip girls. Program their minds. Program their hormones. And Hojo, that pervert and sadist ... was on board," Tifa said, climbing a ladder. "So Corneo became my pimp. And I was their guinea pig."

"Is that why your tits are so much bigger than I remember?" Cloud asked abruptly. Tifa sighed.

"Yes, Cloud. Why my ass is big and round and juicy too. Why I get instantly wet and horny around certain men. Why I'm never truly free," she sighed, opening up a big door. She was almost sad about it, Cloud thought.

"So ... what kind of men put you in that state?" Aerith asked.

"Mostly specific men. Clients. Johnny. Johnny's dad. The Shinra middle manager. Some of the Shinra execs. 'Cocks of Unusual Characteristics and Size' though I don't think I've been around one. I served with another girl briefly, but the brass had higher aspirations for her."

"So ... Barret?" Cloud prompted.

"Well, I've always had a thing for Black men ... ever since the Kalm mayor came to Nibelheim. I think sometimes the chip adapts itself to natural preferences. Before the sector 6 plate fell ... some really rough thug wanted to kidnap me...make me service his gang. Barret saw my distress ....rescued me...then he went into Master Don Corneo's place and shot up the controller. The programming .... the ... instincts are still there, but I'm only a puppet to my body now. And I'm Barret's now, full stop."

Cloud swallowed uncomfortably. Two of the hottest girls on the Planet, and he was still pussyfree.