Chapter 12 - Costa Del Sol / The Next Big Show

Tifa was in the changing room, getting into her new bikini. No matter what she did, the smell of Minotaur spunk did not come out of the other one. Of course, she didn't throw it away, that'd be a waste, but the martial artist did buy a new black one. It was a little bit less string and the top piece wrapped around her neck. 

She eyed her new tattoos in the mirror. They'd be pretty open to be seen by anyone on the beach and even though it was nice to have something to remember one of the most mind blowing fucks of her life (thus far), Tifa bought a materia to remove them. Before going outside, she quickly uses it by activating the magic within and rubbing the green stone over the tattoos in question. Just like erasing ink from white board, it's as if they were never there at all.

Tifa takes a few deep breaths and steps out of the beach changing room, but before she can, somebody grabs her from behind and forces her into one of showers, closed off from the rest of the room by a small curtain. As with most men who jump her, Tifa feels a hardon rub against her ass.

She was a split second away from spinning and kneeing him in the groin, until she hears his voice.

"Miss me?" Rude whispers into her ear.

Tifa's desire to fight quickly dissipates and is replaced by a greater desire to see where this would go.

"Aren't you hunting Sephiroth?"

"Yes. We both know he came to this continent."

Tifa bites her lip as his hand reaches into the front of her swim suit and his strong hand begins rubbing her clit.

"Just here to see me, huh?"

"Yes. Tifa, I'd do anything you wanted, if it got you to change sides. That night we spent together was amazing."

Tifa is actually quite flattered, and getting more aroused by the second.

"Rude, you're sweet, and god knows you know how to fuck, but I can't betray my friends."

The Turk sighs and says, "I know, but I have to try."

"Are my friends captured again?"

"...I'm the only one who knows you're here, if that's what you're asking."

"Can we keep it that way?"

"Depends. Can we make this count?"

"Fair enough."

Tifa begins grinding her hips against his hardening erection and she turns her head enough to see him. Shockingly, he's not in a suit. Rude's wearing a simple black speedo and his signature sunglasses. His muscular body melds with hers as they start to dry hump in the shower stall.

After a few minutes of this, the martial artist gets tired of the foreplay and reaches back, pushing her thong to the side. Rude grins and slides his speedo down, revealing his huge brown member. The Turk easily pushes it into her wet snatch and Tifa moans at the penetration, feeling that great dick in her once more speeds her closer to climax.

The martial artist places her hands on the wall and begins bouncing her ass back against Rude's pistoning cock. The Turk keeps his body pressed against hers and reaches around to pull her boobs out of her top, in order to rub and knead the large flesh globes. Before long, Tifa was panting and moaning like a bitch in heat. The two of them fuck like this for an unknown amount of time, but when they finally reach their orgasms, Tifa's hair is matted against her forehead and both lovers are covered in sweat.

"I'm... gonna blow, Tifa!"

The martial artist flips around and drops to her knees, taking his cock in her mouth and sucking on it vigorously while massaging his balls. Rude cums with a loud groan and shoots a dozen or so spurts of thick, viscosy, man goo to the back of her throat. After Tifa takes a few more loving sucks of his dick, Rude pushes the busty woman to her back, grabs her legs and lifts her in the air. The former bar tender is forced to use her hands to support herself and it looks similar to a hand-stand, which the athletic woman performs with ease, while Rude begins licking her clit and pussy between her legs. The Turk wraps his arms around her thighs and lifts her completely off the ground, all of her weight being supported by his arms, and buries his face in her pussy. Tifa was already very close and she whimpers and moans as she reaches her climax, fem juice covering his face and dripping down her stomach.

He gently sets her down and she climbs back to her feet. The two embrace one another and makeout for a little while before Rude reluctantly breaks it up.

"I'll see you around, Tifa."

Tifa re-arranges her swimsuit to the right place and replies, "I hope so, Rude."

Just before he steps back out to the beach, Rude says, without looking at her, "If anyone brands you again, I'll kill 'em."

"I'd love to see that."

The slightest of grins appears on his face as he disappears into the beach crowds.

* * * * * * *

Red XIII was content to lay in the shade and lazily hit a large ball back and forth with a few kids. Barret was also having trouble dealing with the heat and tried to stay in air-conditioned buildings. Aerith convinced Cloud to wear some swimming trunks (she originally wanted him in a banana hammock), the same navy blue as his normal uniform, and join her in the sun. Aerith wore a simple one-piece swimsuit that was bright red with pink stripes on the side. Even so, Tifa's dirty mind thought about using that materia and pushing that strap over to plunge into the slut's cunt. Or maybe that was Tifa wanting revenge for once again getting first dibs on Cloud. The flower girl and her bodyguard swim together and sunbathe for a number of hours. Tifa might've made a move, but she had somewhere else to be.

Johnathan made quick re-arrangements for the show to happen today, a ways up the beach, and in the sun. They setup a number of bleachers and chairs, enough to seat a few hundred. The whole thing was makeshift, but impressive considering it was done in a few hours.

Then, there were the cameras.

Johnathan and Devin's business now had its own channel that always did pre-filmed shows, but this would be their very first live-streaming performance. Thousands were tuning in to watch the return of their most loved sex addict, Tifa Lockhart. Pre-orders for the show on tape also numbered into the thousands and grew by the day. Everyone had high expectations.

Tifa began to feel pressure and had to mentally calm herself down. There was gil in it this time, gil that would help their group significantly. On top of that, it was only a matter of time until the group found out she did the original three shows, may as well own the gimmick and benefit from it.

"Two Ropers this time, Tifa. Know what those are?"

"No." 

Tifa was removing her swimsuit, apparently it wasn't sexy enough, and put on a red and pink bikini that was all string with heart-shaped buds for the top that barely covered her areolas. It was one percent better than being naked, but the martial artist figured whatever was worn would get lost anyway.

"You liked the marlboro a lot, right?"

"Yes."

Do I still masturbate about it at least once a week? Yes.

"Then, you've got nothing to fear."

* * * * * * *

Aerith finishes applying sunscreen to Cloud's abs, pecs, and arms. Her eyes and hands trace every single toned muscle of the Ex-SOLDIER's up and down, left and right, and several times over. She straddles his hips as she applies it, occasionally grinding her crotch against his, claiming she was 'repositioning.'

Cloud, trying to ignore his massive hard on, asks, "Finished?"

The flower girl rubs out the remaining lotion on herself and lays down on top of him, nuzzling her face into his neck, "Mmm, yes. Unless there's something more..."

Cloud's hands slowly wrap around her body and reach to grab her perky ass. Aerith's face slowly looks up and meets his eyes. Cloud slides one of his hands underneath her swimsuit and he uses his index finger to slowly circle and poke her anus. A small grin spreads across the flower girl's face and Cloud knows it'll only get better from here.

Before it can go any further, a female voice interrupts, "Ahem."

The mercenary sees Elena, standing in a dark blue bikini showing off her impressive cleavage, with her arms crossed.

"Hey, Cloud."

When Cloud stares for too long, Aerith looks back and when she sees it's one of the Turks, she jumps up and reaches for her staff. Elena holds up her hand to stop her, but it's not enough. The flower girl takes a few swings at her, which she dodges fairly easily, and Cloud is forced to stand and get between the two of them.

"Look, calm down, Aerith. Elena is... she's fine."

The Turk grins and reaches for Cloud's crotch, brazenly reaching under his swim trunks and stroking his already hard dick.

Cloud grunts, "Fuck..."

Aerith scoffs, "Really? Her? And not me?"

The flower girl also reaches into his swimming trunks and begins rubbing his testicles.

"Cloud, tell this Shinra person to get lost."

"No, Cloud. Tell the naive flower girl that you like a woman who likes it rough."

"Who said I didn't like it rough?"

"Your dainty pink dress and holier-than-thou attitude, flower bitch."

Cloud yells, "Stop!"

"Look, we can... go to the room and talk this out."

Both of them are reluctant, but Aerith says "Fine," followed by Elena's "Okay."

Cloud does everything he can to not smile like an idiot.

Yes!

* * * * * * *

The crowd cheers as Tifa comes out on the beach. The cheering and clapping only subsides once Johnathan begins speaking over the mic.

"Alright, you've all been writing letters, e-mails, daily to get Tifa back. Well, here she is folks! Tifa "Big Breasts" Lockhart, and she may meet her greatest adversary yet. Tifa versus The Ropers!"

Two 9ft tall pale blue creatures, who had wide fanged mouths and black pits for eyes, with several dozen red tentacles coming from their backs, approach the virtually naked martial artist. One is within ten yards or so of the busty woman, but the other was purposely let loose a few hundred yards away. Just as with the marlboro, the closest Roper lashes its long, slimy appendages at her and Tifa side-steps and dodges most of them, her tits and ass bouncing as she does. However, she slips in the sand, not accustomed to unfirm ground. The Roper uses the opening and quickly wraps his appendages around her ankles. The monster effortlessly lifts her in the air and holds her upside down. The creature pulls Tifa closer until she's a mere foot from the thing's body.

Two tentacles remove the bikini and afterwards, wrap around her massive breasts. The tips of the appendages flick and rub her lactating nipples. Two more begin rubbing their tips around her lower holes. Tifa is confused, thinking if this thing wanted to breed her, where's the cocks?

Her question is shortly answered when cock-like tips unsheathe from the ends of the appendages. The two that'd been smearing her anal and vaginal openings plunge inside in a single unified thrust. Like two jack-hammers, they piston in and out of her with relentless speed.

A larger and thicker blue tentacle plunges into her pussy as well for an early double vaginal penetration.

Tifa's barely able to comprehend how fast everything is moving. She was already fucked as deep as she could take it and the second Roper was still sluggishly moving toward the action. Then, she notices the liquid.

The blue cock starts blasting her womb filled with a strange liquid. Her belly inflates to look absolutely pregnant within minutes. She looks over at John, thinking it was already over.

I was close to an orgasm! That's not fair.

The blue cock pulls out and the martial artist learns it's only the beginning. More cock appendages thrust into her pussy and ass, for a total of three in each, and they all thrust in and out at different times. She screams as she reaches her first climax, but another tentacle pushes itself into her open mouth and Tifa, starting to get lost in arousal once more, wraps her lips around the penis tentacle and sucks out any juices it can give. 

Two tentacles with mouths and tongues at the end, instead of cocks, attach to her nipples and begin sucking and licking her nips and areolas. A third one attaches to her clit and the creature licks it furiously. Another appendage begins spanking her, just enough to give her pleasure without hurting her. Somehow, this creature was in her mind, reading her every single desire and fetish. 

The creature finally flips her from being upside down and the martial artist, though light-headed, reaches out for two more cock tentacles to stroke. The creature reads her well and pushes one in each of her hands. She strokes it vigorously and for the monster's own amusement, it ungags her mouth and allows her moaning and string of profanities to echo out for all of the viewers.

"Fucking... God damnit... So good! No, keep spanking me! There, now give me another cock in my ass and pussy! Oh god, yes! Just like that!"

The second Roper arrives and shoves it's blue tentacle into her four-stuffed ass and begins pumping large amounts of the same liquid inside of her. Tifa still wasn't sure what it did, but she didn't care. Being degraded like this drove her crazy.

Once the second monster thrusts some of its own appendages into her holes and forces the martial artist to stroke two of its tentacles at the same time as the other, she's in a literal mid-air clusterfuck of dozens of slimy monster cock appendages.

The loud, lewd, fucking lasts hours. Wet schlorps accompanied by flesh smacking against flesh, and Tifa's regular orgasmic moans, make for a very lewd show. Some of the members of the audience begin fucking, and those who aren't fucking begin masturbating. Johnathan hands out complimentary lube for everyone watching and more or less does his best not to talk, since people want to see Tifa get fucked, not hear him give a play-by-play. That was only for their Friday show.

The creatures blast their semen into her many holes and all over her body. A unique purple tentacle emerges from both Ropers when the creatures finally reach their physical limits. They withdraw all of their cocks from Tifa's abused snatch and ass and shove the arm-thick purple appendage into her anus and pussy. Instantly, eggs are deposited into both holes. Tifa looks bloated beyond anything when they finally withdraw for good and set her on her back. A gibbering mess of ecstasy and orgasms, Tifa can barely roll remain conscious.

Johnathan announces, "Thanks everybody! It looks like Tifa bested the beasts once again. Tune in next week for the Gold Saucer special!"

After people begin to leave, Johnathan and a few of his hire hands approach the barely conscious martial artist.

Before they can ask her if she's okay, Tifa asks, "How long 'til these eggs hatch?"

John looks at his watch, "Any minute now. The liquid is required for its eggs to grow and hatch, so the Roper pumps you full of that first, then gives you the eggs.

Tifa already fills them coming out. The real thing that bothers her is it feels amazing!

The martial artist begins panting and moaning. She rolls to her side as eggs begin sliding out of her ass and pussy. They come out one by one and it seems like there's dozens to be had. The blue impregnating fluids also squirt out with each egg. After a full hour and several more whining, gibbering, orgasms, a pile of Roper eggs covered in blue fluid lie in the sand. Her belly is returned to normal and Tifa's whole body is completely exhausted.

John's men begin picking up the eggs and bagging them, for one reason or another. Tifa regains her feet, barely, and that's when the Ex-SOLDIER Stoews hands her a fat envelope of gil.

"That's your ten percent, 5,000 GIL. You'll need to get to the Gold Saucer for the next one in a week. Now, you can either-"

Tifa punches him flat in the nose and Stoews is floored by the unexpected strike.

"Ten percent!? I give everyone the fuck of a century and you give me ten percent? If you want me in the next show, you have the other forty percent when I get to Gold Saucer. Just because I loved every, amazing, second of it doesn't mean I should get ripped off! And also, I'm taking a few of these eggs!"

John slowly regains his feet, his nose definitely broken and bleeding.

"Fifty percent, you got it."

When Tifa departs, one of John's help asks, "Aren't you going to tell her the next show is a gauntlet?"

"Fuck her. She'll learn when she gets there."

* * * * * * *

Cloud spent about an hour sitting there in his hotel room, enjoying a drink, while Elena and Aerith argued next to him. He was waiting for the right opportunity, and when it finally came, he jumped on it.

"There's only one way to know," he says as he stands from his chair and slides his swimming trunks off, revealing his thick half-hard member.

Aerith and Elena both stare it, before looking back at each other.

"I can do anything the slum girl can do, and better. I'm one of the Turks."

Elena drops to her knees, grabs Cloud's cock and begins sucking on the tip without hesitation. She squeezes and mashes his huge testicles while the Ex-SOLDIER throws his head back in pleasure.

Aerith drops to her knees and after a minute or so of allowing her to harden Cloud up completely, she pushes Elena off of his dick.

"That doesn't mean anything. If you've come here to get Cloud, you clearly can't get any men to stick around in Midgar."

The flower girl takes her turn at sucking him off and having reached his goal, he figures he doesn't care if they argue anymore. 

Aerith is much more slower and sensual in the act, skillfully moving her tongue around his penis head.

Elena shoves Aerith off and pushes her mouth back on the Ex-SOLDIER's cock. Even though Elena isn't as good with her tongue, the Turk easily deep-throats the entire member and Cloud's balls repeatedly slap against her chin as she coats his whole member in spit.

Aerith decides to try a different strategy and starts sucking on Cloud's sizable balls. The two of them continue their individual lewd acts for several minutes, until they finally agree to alternate on his parts, and the Ex-SOLDIER just relaxes as he enters heaven.

It could only be better if... Tifa... Ah, forget it.

Cloud reaches an orgasm when both of them begin speeding up and just when he's about to cum, he pushes them both off of his cock and says, "Open wide!"

They both sit on their knees and open their mouths as Cloud's jerks his load all over their faces, their necks, some of it in their mouth, and a few spurts are purposefully aimed at the tops of their breasts and swimsuits. 

Aerith begins wiping the cum off of her with her fingers and licking it up.

"No way, flower girl. You're going to share."

Elena presses her lips against Aerith's and forces her tongue into her mouth. The two quickly wrestle over the semen the slum girl began licking up. Once their steamy, wet kiss, is over the two begin licking each other's bodies clean like happy sex kittens. Another wet makeout follows involving swapping the Ex-SOLDIER's cum. Cloud, in the meanwhile, pours himself another drink and enjoys the show.

When the two of them finally realize that Cloud isn't participating, Elena stands up and sits on his lap.

"So, flower girl, who gets first ride?" She grabs Cloud's uncovered, limp, cock as she says it.

"Rock, paper, scissors?" Aerith says as she also starts stroking his member.

"You're on."