Chapter 4 - The Wall Market Incident

Note: This chapter will not be quite canonical, but I wanted to take advantage of one of the very few loose-ended parts of the story when she goes off on her own

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After Tifa and Barret's initial romp, the two reached a much lewder level in their relationship. Over the next week, he bent her over the bar, a table, or shoved her against a nearby wall every time they were alone and gave her another large load in her ass or cunt, uncaring of the consequences. He didn't care, at least.

Tifa got a hold of a somewhat pricey materia that would prevent pregnancy and she kept it on a small armband which she never took off. That being said, there's no guarantee she wasn't pregnant from the soldier gangbang, or the first time Barret fucked her...

At any rate, she resolved to deal with it if and when the time came. For now, any time she was alone too long, she started to think about Cloud and became quite sad. Tifa would then find Barret and tease him until he unsheathed his meat monster and made her feel better. It was a symbiotic fuck buddy relationship that helped her work through the grief, and she enjoyed the sex more than she could admit in mere words. Once it became common knowledge among the Avalanche, Barret brought in Biggs and Wedge a few times and gave Tifa a whole night of group fucking. She already had some experience in it and the bar tender reveled in the attention by the three men. Now, when she made food or served drinks, they thanked her every time - sure, maybe it was in the form of pulling her into a passionate kiss, pushing her panties to the side, and sticking their dick in her, but that thank you was way better than mere words for Tifa.

Seven days after blowing the Sector 5 reactor, Tifa is carrying out the trash after a particularly busy night. A man is waiting for her and she recognizes him after a moment.

"J-Johnathan? The um... SOLDIER?"

He grins, "I said I'd be back in a week, but I lied... I watched your place each day since and found out this was Avalanche headquarters after all."

Tifa clenches her fists and takes a fighting stance, but he doesn't flinch at all.

"Calm down. If I'd reported it, your place would be destroyed, and everyone in the area would probably be caught up in the demolition. Now, you're going to do something for me..."

She slowly drops her arms to her sides, having little doubt as to where this was leading based on the gang bang from before.

"I'm listening."

"In Sector 5, there's a placed called Wall Market. I want you to earn me some money. Earn enough and I'll not only bury the information, I'll tell you who I was reporting to."

"Why would you do that? Discovering Avalanche could get you a bonus, or another promotion."

He scoffs, "Yeah, another promotion in a business with a ceiling. Even the legendary Sephiroth only made 3% of what President Shinra makes. I'm looking to cash out and leave this dying city."

"Maybe... How do I know you'll keep you word?"
 
"Like I said, I'm leaving. You can watch me leave if you don't trust me. Otherwise, you really don't have much choice."

Damnit, he's right. If I don't do this, Avalanche is finished for sure, and even if we flee, the people here will suffer the consequences. At least if I cooperate, I might have to chance to protect them.

"Fine," Tifa says, crossing her arms. "But, nothing weird, right?"

"Oh, I'm afraid that's not an option."

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Tifa explained to Barret and the rest of the group that she was leaving to visit a sick relative. It was a really good thing nobody except Cloud knew she had no remaining family members. Instead, the martial artist found herself walking alongside this SOLDIER named Johnathan Stoews through one of the more seedy parts of Midgar - the Sector 5 Wall Market, known for its vice and diversity. Honeybee Manor was a popular spot for men with plenty of money to get women to do almost anything, and their richest patron was an obese mob boss named Don Corneo. Tifa secretly hoped she wouldn't have to deal with that scumbag.

Apparently, Johnathan already had a deal worked out with a former Honeybee Manor employee, a man named Devin. His job was to arrange appointments for the women and protect them from harm when necessary.

"So you're a former pimp?"

"I prefer Date Manager. It ain't exactly legal, but most of what happens in Wall Market ain't exactly legal, babe. John, let's talk for a moment."

Devin and John take a few steps away from Tifa, who gets sidetracked when a guy approaches her and tries to hit on the busty bar tender.

"Damn man, you weren't kidding. That's Grade A ass you got for me. Big ass, big titties, flat stomach, and no visible scars. She can make us a lot of money."

John nods, "I know. Like I said, I'm not looking to get her a job. Honeybee has their girls trained and in line, we can't compete with them. I want to go through with your other idea and hopefully make big money, fast."

Devin narrows his eyes, "And she said she would fuck things like that?"

"She'll fuck anything."

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After a few hours of preparation, Devin rented out a building that used to be a small restaurant. Him and some labor help he hired re-arranged the entire place very quickly, centering the chairs, tables, and bar around a rough wooden stage. Johnathan spent the time informing all of his fellow Shinra troopers and other SOLDIERS to be at the grand opening of a new bar and that there'd be an unforgettable show. Intrigued by this, many arrived early in preparation for the opening. Devin hired a bar-tender, who wasn't a great mixer, a chef who wasn't a great cook, and miraculously, put together an entire business in a matter of hours. The lack of the jobs in the slums left a lot of people with skills unemployed and now they would take advantage of it. It was all banking around their main event, scheduled to start at 8:00 PM sharp. The only one who really wasn't aware what was going on was Tifa herself, even as she anxiously waited in the backroom wearing a sexy pink bikini completed with a thong to show off her ass. 

"So... you still haven't told me what my job is. Am I... sleeping with every customer?"

John laughed, "Not a bad idea, but I have a feeling a few of them might be squeamish to fuck a cunt filled with twenty to thirty different loads."

Tifa shrugged. The thought kind of turned her on. Five was mind blowing, what would thirty be like?

"Then, what am I doing?"

"It'll become apparent once the show starts, trust me. Just do what you do best."

In the main room, a voice amplified by a microphone calls out the martial artist at last.

"Now, our main event, the lusty, the busty, the slutty, Tifa Lockhart!"

She takes a very deep breath to calm herself and struts out into the restaurant. To her surprise, there's over 100 people here, nearly all men, and many of them wearing Shinra trooper uniforms. Every one of them is centered around the stage as she takes slow, sultry strides toward it, doing her very best to be the sexy main attraction - even if she had slipped, it would still likely excite the men in the room.

Cheers erupt followed by cat calls and hooting at the busty main attraction. A few of them give Tifa a smack on her thong-clad ass as she walks by, but any that try to do more than that are quickly pushed back by Johnathan who walks out a few feet behind her. Once she reaches the stage and climbs the small stairs to the center, she truly soaks in the applause and stares. 

They all want to fuck me.... I'm getting really wet!

She gives the slightest of waves to the audience and takes a small bow. A particularly feisty customer yells, "Bend over some more!" and some laughter erupts from a few men.

Tifa looks at the man who made the comment and yells back, "Sure!"

She turns her back to him and bends over as far as she can, touching her toes and more whistling and cheering erupts as the men visually feast on her big, round ass, with only the crack covered by a thin pink g-string.

Devin steps next to the stage, microphone in hand, "Now, now! No more delay, you guys came here for a show, and a show is what you'll get! Tifa "Busty" Lockhart versus the Marlboro!"

What the hell is a Marlboro?

Lowered slowly from the ceiling in a cage is a writhing mass of green tentacles and it thuds loudly on the wooden stage. Some of the boards creak underneath the sheer weight of the 14ft tall plant creature.
 
Johnathan leans over to Devin and whispers, "Doesn't this thing kill people?"

"Some breeds. This one is much more interested in impregnating females."

"Wait, impregnating?"

"Yeah, it can impregnate human women."

Johnathan scratches his chin, "I should've let her keep that materia on I guess. How do we stop it once it's done?"

"The plant becomes docile and unresponsive once it uh... blows its load. I think."

Tifa is quite shocked at the big monster infront of her, but she was told that this was about sex, so she must be expected to let it... do stuff to her. Devin jumps up on stage and lifts the latch on the cage and kicks the door open. Now, nothing lies between the monster and the busty martial artist.

"Let the show begin!"

A round of cheers and applause erupt as Tifa takes a fighting stance, determined to make it a good show since she's up here anyway. The Marlboro snaps at her with several green tentacles and the martial artist swats each one aside with ease, her breasts and ass jiggling as she does so. More and more come at a time, but to everyone's surprise, she continually defeats its attempts to restrain her for several minutes. Johnathan was halfway through stepping up there to tell her let it grab her when suddenly, under the mass of green tentacles, a large fanged mouth emerges and blows blast of purple gas right into Tifa's face. She coughs and sputters, dropping to her knees. It was making her dizzy, light-headed, and... horny.

Tifa moaned as her whole body heated up from this intense, burning, passion in her pussy and with rapid speed, the martial artist drops to the stage floor and slides her hand into her thong to rapidly rub her clit. She bites her lip from the pleasure and euphoria induced by the plant combined with her own masturbation. Many more cheers erupt, complimented by a "I'll scratch that itch for you!"

The monster seems to savor the sight, if it even had eyes, and several tentacles very slowly wrap around her wrists and ankles, and once secure, they yank her into the air. The Marlboro easily holds Tifa above the stage and spreads her legs and arms wide open. Many more tentacles spring into action, with one pushing against her panty-clad pussy, another pushing against her anal opening, and two more wrap around each of her breasts while the appendage tips, which resemble cock-heads, rub her nipples. The last tentacle to act is one that wraps around her neck, not enough to choke her airway, and pushes the appendage's tip between her breasts. It seems even this thing wanted a titty fuck from her large rack.

Devin's voice rings out to Tifa, "Tell us how you're feeling, Busty Lockhart!"

"I... I feel good!" she tries to yell.

"And what do you want more than anything right now?"

Tifa responds instantly, "I want these tentacles to fuck my holes!"

Somehow, the Marlboro understands and rips off her bikini. The tentacles prodding and teasing her lower orifices thrust in without further hesitation. The long appendages are certainly thick and require some adjustment, especially in her anal cavity, but the slimy nature of the monster makes the transition from pain to pleasure very smooth. Two tentacles rapidly piston in and out of Tifa's holes and within minutes, she's moaning loud enough for everyone in the bar to hear.

The tentacle between her breasts seems to reach an 'orgasm' first and spurts our white gooey jizz all over Tifa's neck, face, and cleavage. The liquid feels incredibly warm and seems to serve the same purpose as the monster's gas breathe - it induces its captive into an even further state of arousal and maintains it. At this point, the busty woman required no further incentive to want every drop of the Marlboro's cum.

Another cock-appendage shoves itself into Tifa's mouth and muffling her moans. That tentacle orgasms almost right away, shooting jizz straight down her throat and to the martial artist's surprise, it goes deeper and deeper into her body. She could swear the liquid was being pumped straight into her stomach, but because of how slimy the appendages already were, Tifa doesn't gag very much and adjusts much easier to this creature's deep oral penetration. As if on cue, the tentacles in her pussy and ass delve deeper inside of her and reach the very limits of what's still physical pleasure. Even if Tifa wasn't choking on a tentacle cock, her lewd moans would be mostly incoherent anyway as she tries to process everything that's happening to her right now. Her entire body shakes and shudders as she climaxes around the long, slimy cocks. This continues for over a full hour, three massive appendages pistoning in and out of her ass, throat, and pussy and the number of the woman's climaxes crosses into the double digits.

She cries out in complete ecstasy as her vaginal and anal walls clench around the plant dicks. The creature finally reaches its limit and also begins climaxing, pumping liters of the ecstasy jizz into her holes. The torrents of liquid is so much, that Tifa's belly begins inflating and the appendages only finally withdraw once her belly resembles the size of a woman just about to give birth, leaving a trail of monster cum leaking from her holes. A few extra spurts of the withdrawing cocks spray jizz mostly over her large tits and belly. The monster gently sets Tifa down on the floor and seems to halt fucking her for a few moments.

Devin is about to announce the end of the show when a much larger cock-like appendage emerges from the mass of tentacles. The last two feet of it is purple in color and has bumps and ridges along the length. The head itself has a sizable hole and doesn't resemble a penis as much as the others. Tifa remains on the floor on her back, looking anxiously at the newcoming purple cock. The Marlboro rubs Tifa's vaginal entrance for a few minutes, until the martial artist has had enough.

"If you're going to fuck me, do it! Please, give me more of your tasty cum!"

The creature thrusts the long purple cock inside of her as Tifa holds her own legs against her chest and ballooned belly to allow it better access. The martial artist whines, moans, screams, and pants as she reaches yet another orgasm. This cock finishes much quicker, to her disappointment, and after only about half an hour of fucking Tifa, it ejaculates inside of her, except this time, she feels many round objects being pumped directly into her womb. She certainly doesn't complain and whines in lust from the sudden intrusion. After what feels like dozens of the things are inside of her, the creature withdraws the long purple cock and seemingly stops moving altogether, except for the occasional tentacle twitch. Tifa crawls over to it and grabs one of the creature's plant cocks, sucking the remaining jizz off of each tip, seemingly addicted to the taste and feeling it provided her.

"That's it for our show, everybody! Now-"

Johnathan taps Devin on the shoulder and whispers something into his ear. The SOLDIER might as well put Tifa's own idea into action and see what money they can make.

"Ahem, now for our grand finale! Tonight we have a one time special. 50 gil gets you one fuck with Tifa, the only catch is, five at a time. Form a line at the stage!"

More than half the men in the audience of now nearly 200 jumped up and formed a line at the stairs. Some of them even began stroking themselves while waiting. Johnathan grabs his four friends that banged Tifa a week ago and has them organize and play temporary bouncers, on the condition they get first fuck. John approaches the busty martial artist, once it looks like she had her fill of the creature's leftover jizz. Tifa lays sleepily spread eagle on the stage floor.

"You won't ever see me again after tonight, Tifa. I'm getting my advance and my buddy Devin will mail me a percentage of his profits going forward. You're contracted for three shows, so make them good."

As he starts to walk away, Tifa suddenly remembers, "Wait.. didn't I... something from you?"

John laughs, "I was reporting to a SOLDIER First Class who really doesn't matter, since he knows nothing. I was reporting to Don Corneo on the side, who seeks the good graces of Shinra Inc. I'll keep my word and won't report to Shinra... but I will take a fat lump sum of gil from the Don and desert this worthless city. He'll probably tell Shinra himself, but you'll have some time to either kill him or scare him."

Tifa's head hurt, it was hard to think right now with the Marlboro's lust drug running through her. Tifa has to tell somebody... Barret! However, at this moment, she felt excited when she saw the first five men climb up the stage, stroking hard cocks.

"Mmm! All for me? I have only one rule, use every hole!"
 