Confronting the Don

Aerith looked at the snoozing Scotch. It was late in the night. Everyone was probably crashed out by now. She was surprised Tifa wasn't already in here, kicking ass. She snuck to the door, opening in. The men there were drunk, crashed out, waiting their turn. There'd never be a turn.

Aerith went into the other bedroom, to see Tifa still riding the cock of Kotch. The man was practically comatose underneath him, his cock wobbling as Tifa's cunt almost undulated around it, swallowing it whole with each thrust, trying to get out another drop. Aerith watched her in action for a moment, mesmerized. Kotch stared at Aerith drunkenly, his eyes widening.

"Wait .. I know you… The colosseum!" Aerith giggled .. then picked up a folding chair, crashing it down on him as Tifa rolled out of the way.

Leslie came into the room.

"Wondered when you'd finally get started. Andrea filled me in on the situation. I come bearing gifts─your gear. I'll do what I can to clean this up. Just finish the job," Leslie admired Tifa for a long moment, then exited.

The girls got dressed into their usual clothes and equipment.

"Aerith ... about Corneo. I was hoping I was strong enough. But I don't think I am," Tifa said, her eyes soft.

"Leave it to me!" Aerith said brightly, high fiving her. They ran into the Don's room, to find him behind Cloud. Cloud's dick ... no, penis, Aerith corrected herself, looked small and weak compared to the Don's swarthy tool. Cloud looked like he was packing no more than four inches now. And his body looked ... curvier and more effeminate suddenly.

A look over to Tifa showed she was faring no better. Her pupils were dilated, her breathing was heavy, and her tits looked even bigger than normal. It sounded like she was saying 'Master' under her breath. The Don looked at the doorway, growling.

"Who's there? Hah, you bitches already lost out, but I could use you ..." the Don chortled.

"This is a rescue, not a surrender," Aerith said confidently. "Cloud! Your clothes!"

It was a testament to the Don's control that Cloud was almost **** to put on the clothes. They weren't soft like the lingerie. They didn't even fit right any more.

"So you guys are a team," the Don said. "What are you three up to?"

"We'll ask the questions," Aerith said. "Like: why'd you have men in Sector 7 asking about Tifa and Barret and Cloud?"

"Huh? Dunno what you're talking about," A bead of sweat. Good.

"Spill the beans or ..." Well, Cloud wasn't in condition to cut off balls. Only Aerith was in a decent state right now. "Or I'll cut them off with Cloud's sword."

"Alright, alright! I'll talk! I'll talk! Some guy with a gun for an arm─I was paid to find him"

"Paid by who?"

"I can't tell you that! They'd hunt me down like a dog!"

"Well you better… 'cause if you don't…I'll rip them off!" Aerith could be a damn good enforcer, she thought.

"It was the director of Public Security! Heidegger! It was Heidegger!"

"And what were they planning?"

"Some things are better left unsaid, ya know!?"

"See, I'm not so sure they are. Better keep talking…" she paused. Aerith was a ripper type. Smashing was more Tifa's strong suit, but given that even Aerith could smell Tifa's pussy, Tifa was in no condition to threaten. "I'll smash 'em. I'm the champ, don't forget."

"Heh. Alright, you got me. I could never say no to a sexy girl. Since AVALANCHE blew up two reactors, Shinra's decided they ought to stamp them out, home base and all. And I mean "stamp out." By targeting the support pillar and blowing it up."

"The pillar?" Tifa asked, suddenly present again.

"Did I stutter? The plate will come crashing down! It'll be Sector 6 all over again. I'm sure you've been there and seen the wreckage for yourself. So you know exactly what Sector 7's gonna look like!" he cackled, moving further back on the bed.

"They wouldn't…" Tifa said, disbelieving.

"Before you go," the Don said slyly. The three looked back at him, Cloud mostly staring at his cock ...

"Please! This won't take long! As everyone knows, villains only divulge their plans in a certain situation. But what is that situation?"

Cloud looked at him.

"When they think they've already won?" he asked slowly.

"Ding Ding Ding! You were good enough to be a good bride Cloudette ... but two mistakes and you're gone. Bye bye now!" He pulled a lever, and a trap door opened under the feet of the three.

They heard his laugh as they fell, "

Hee hee hahaha! Enjoy the sights and smells!"