The Don's Bride

The three trudged up the stairs, the ominous dark basement fading to gilded golden opulence. At the top, Kotch, the Black man with the blonde mohawk from the Colosseum awaited. He guided them to a back room, one room away from the Don's personal quarters.

"Okay, my beautiful ladies! Time to line up for the don!" he said. He looked at Cloud curiously. "Wait. You look kinda familiar. We haven't met before, have we? Eh, whatever. Alright! Y'all good to go? Then let's do this thing! Introducing Wall Market's most eligible bachelor… The one and only Don Corneo!"

The Don was about fifty pounds overweight. He wore a red velvet jacket, and a white undershirt that was unbuttoned to expose his unruly dark chest hair. He had a shaved head with a tattoo of a heart with an arrow pierced through it and the letters 'Love'. He had a thin, wispy mustache that was oiled and curled on the ends. He had a greasy, manipulative air about him, but a large bulge in his pants that was piqued by the three beauties before him.

"Ladies! Nice. Very nice!" the Don said, complimenting them. He grinned a nasty smile, his chuckle guttural and obscene. "Whichever one shall I pick?"

He inspected Aerith first, leaning down to sniff her clean body from bottom to top like a filthy animal, then nodding approvingly. "So fresh!'

Then he went to Tifa. To Cloud's surprise, Tifa was in heat around the pervert. Her large breasts were heaving, her eyes were dilated, and he could smell her sex as she overheated. The Don squeezed a breast, delighting when her kimono had a wet stain from her hormonal excesses. Then he turned to Cloud. Cloud looked at him with unremitting hostility.

"Ooooh I like a girl with a little fight in her. Conquering that spirit is one of my favorite things!" The Don squealed. He grabbed Cloud with both hands, shaking him joyously.

"Oh yeah! I've got it! I've got it! Today's bride-to-be is…" The Don intoned.

"Today's"? Aerith said sharply.

"And tomorrow's or the day after's─if the don takes a shine to you," Kotch said, chuckling knowingly.

"Pathetic," Cloud hissed.

"Hey, which one of you said that?" Corneo said. He walked up to Cloud, staring him in the eyes, then a menacing smirk appearing. "Was it you? Ohhh, you got a mouth on you! I'm gonna enjoy breaking it in! Today's lucky lady is the big-boned girl! Guys, the leftovers are all yours!"

The lackeys cheered, grabbing Aerith and Tifa and hoisting them over their shoulders. Cloud was about to save them when the fat man put him into a headlock, placing a handkerchief over his nose.