Chapter 1-Tifa
Tifa hadn't meant for things to get this far. She really didn't. It was done out of desperation, the kind that everyone eventually falls into once or twice in their life, and her and her bar were no exception, especially to the corruptive members of even the lower cities.
The 7th Heaven survived off of little, so she needed money. She couldn't make money while helping out the resistance...so she may have sneaked a word about them to Don Corneo. He wasn't the head of Midgar, or the head of any organization that could kill them all. He was just a sex and drug dealer, the owner of a cabernet that did better than it had any right to. He asked her once, while she was forced to work with him, if she knew anything. She didn't tell him. Not then.
Tifa told him about Avalanche when she was 10k in debt and close to losing the only safe haven the resistance had.
He paid her twice for the information, and they were able to stay alive a little longer. Tifa was wondering when that information would come back to bite her. When it would result in the death of one of her teammates or the loss of their operation. Oddly enough, it never did. Not that she could see. She had told him about a plan to raid one of Shinra's bases, to stall their search of a resistance member's house.
Nothing had come of it. The member was able to escape, no one was killed, not even the Shinra agents. It just...happened. She had gone back to him to demand what he had done with the information, and the Don had only laughed and said that it was nothing she had to be concerned about, so confident even in the face of a woman able to throw the buildings they were in. Maybe it was because he had his arms around two other women while he talked to her.
Tifa stormed out, trying to put it out of her mind, but so unsuccessfully it was almost humiliating. She had been prepared for something to go wrong and lay the blame at his feet to absolve herself of any guilt, but now she left his little sex club a couple thousand Gil richer and with only the stain she put on her own soul to blame.
However, after a mission went terribly wrong, the need for medical assistance and supplies was crucial. Tifa had went back to the Don and told him about how they were going to blow up one of the reactors, making him laugh and say that she had balls planning something like that. Even went further to comment that they might have been the same size as her tits. She was ready to kill him, until he had given her enough gil to pay for the medical expenses, twice over. But just as she expected, it came with a catch. One she could have, and should have, seen coming.
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Tifa stepped out of the expensive wash room after getting herself prepared. As expected of a man of the Don's ilk, he brought her to the Honey Bee Inn to complete their little "transaction". Even in the bathroom, Tifa could hear the sultry moans and wet slaps of flesh coming from the Honey Bee girls servicing their clients in the adjacent rooms. Tifa always hated this place, but she had no choice, even as she was forced to put on the skimpy see-through negligee that covered absolutely nothing and bared her to unwanted eyes.
Disgust and revulsion propelled the lingerie-clad female into getting the night over with.
The piggishly fat male she had given herself to laid upon a horrific neon red heart-shaped bed. His lips curled into a grin that made her sick to her stomach. His wide stomach failed to cover his erection, his cock standing straight up from his lap in stark defiance of anything Tifa expected of him. The damned thing was humongous! Thick and long, nearly as long as Tifa's hand, with a massive head that was already oozing with a bit of precum. Tifa forced herself not to visibly shudder in disgust and fear.
"Well?" He asked, and grinned. "I'm waiting for my payment. If you don't get sucking, then I'm sure you'll be looking somewhere else for some pocket change."
Tifa glared, and moved forward swiftly to get this over with. She dropped to her knees before the Don and moved up to grasp his cock at the base. Too thick to wrap her hands around, she could only pull it forward and line it up with the front of her lips. She glared at him harshly from there, making no bones about the fact that she was doing this despite her distaste for hi; his cock was only getting sucked because she still needed his money.
Her point made, she went to work. Tifa started off lightly, kissing Corneo's cock up and down, pressing her lips full and flush against his shaft and pursing them enough to leave a lipstick mark. Red kiss marks started to litter Corneo's cock and his heavy hanging balls underneath; the desperate attempts of a whore trying to get off a client. Even she had to admit that his cock was simply too big to stuff into her mouth, so she had no option but to play it safe by kissing it up and down while her hands worked along his shaft.
One scooped underneath his sack and cradled his balls while she licked all over them, but by the time she looked up again, it was clear her kissjob wasn't doing it. Sure, he was clearly excited and his cock was throbbing and hard, but if she was going to get him off and move onto her next job she had to try and tackle the beast. With a deep breath Tifa drew strength from within herself, and looked at that monolithic prick as it cast a shadow over her face. She could do this. She was a part of an organization fighting to save the world! She could handle one cock.