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The mission had been simple; infiltrate the Don's mansion, then corner and interrogate him for information behind the shady activities of his men and any greater connections they might have to the powers that governed their society. For most women, being put up as a candidate for one of Don Corneo's bridal auditions was to be sentenced to a fate worse than death. But to the long haired beauty currently shut away within one of the Don's carriages, it was an opportunity to carry out her mission without trouble. Confident in her abilities and believing that the Don was a powerless fool who only did well for himself off the work of others, the beautiful resistance fighter walks right into the lion's den, unaware that this would be the last time anyone would see her ever again.
Maybe things could've played out differently if her comrades had turned just a bit earlier to catch her being whisked away inside a carriage, or maybe she really could pull this daring operation off solo if the Don hadn't acquired a strange new Materia from an unknown benefactor, but like all possibilities that existed across space and time, this was simply just one ending to the story of Tifa Lockhart.
Being chosen by the snob had been a cinch once she had him all figured out; he was a lecherous oaf who pushed others around, so a little bit of playing meek around his big powerful guards during the audition had been more than enough for the Don to choose her, laughing all the way as he shooed the other girls away much to their relief before leading Tifa by hand to his private quarters.
And just like the lavish clothes he dressed in, the man's bedroom was decorated from floor to ceiling in glitz and glamor, no doubt built off of blood money and countless evil deeds. She shivered just from the suffocating air alone.
"I'm sorry dear, but I'm afraid we'll have to skip the pleasantries tonight…the people I work for are mighty particular about success, and I ain't about to let 'em down!"
Too caught up with the Don's tastes on interior decor, Tifa had tried to spin on her heels to avoid and counter the incoming attack she had anticipated right after Corneo's ominous warning, but with fists as her only weapon, the imperiled resistance member was helpless against the magenta hued miasma released by the ominous Materia held in the Don's grip.
The last thing Tifa could see before the smog consumed her and shrouds her vision was Corneo's piggish face grinning victoriously. But Tifa could not let things end, not like this. And so she continued to fight, holding her breath while moving fast to escape the expanse of the unknown gas, but no matter how far she seemed to run, the fog seemed endless, as if she was no longer in the Don's quarters. She couldn't even hear his annoying laugh anymore.
It was a futile effort against an inescapable trap. Against a Materia so foul and devoid of light, Tifa's limited time only drew shorter the more effort she expends in looking for a nonexistent escape route as the enchanted smog begins to seep into her body, altering everything about the person known as Tifa Lockhart, from her genetics right down to her very being; erasing memories, implanting new ones, dulling her senses while sharpening her libido, eating away at trained muscle while imbuing supple limbs with jiggling fat to mold her from an unrelenting powerhouse to a walking wet dream, trading her superb capabilities for a rather mundane skillset expected of anyone who had graduated college with a decent score. And where she could once pull off a bevy of martial arts skills without breaking a sweat? Only debauched skills and a preference for sweaty, steamy tussles in bed with big strong men remained, eliciting a subtle sputter from between her legs and an overenthusiastic moan from between pert lips slick with saliva.
By the time an opening in the cursed fog makes itself known, a complete stranger emerges in place of the Half Wutai/Nibelheimer, dressed in a sexual mockery of Tifa Lockhart's casual wear, sporting plentiful cutouts and gratuitous alterations that leave her bulging breasts and toned midriff exposed for all to see. And in place of the steadfast beautiful face of the freedom fighter laid the perfect caricature of every man's dream babe, complete with slant eyes that radiated a strong sultry energy and a soft blush to puffy cheeks, masking the wanton ire burning in her eyes with a little bit of innocence as the nameless woman looks around the dark room she found herself in, feeling both isolated and at home as her numbed, adrenaline stricken brain conforms to her new reality. Clicking with memories of a new life as an ordinary Asian woman living on Earth instead of some fictional world. Because where she lived, Tifa Lockhart was nothing more than a fictional creation beloved by many. And for the right businesses, that meant money to be made, especially when said characters were smoking hot women ripe for lewd cosplay shoots like the one Mei currently starred in.
And as the cameras around the buxom Asian cosplayer begin to flash and click sporadically, the thought of where her dress had gone was instantly shut down as Mei takes over, posing in erotic stances for the camera, accentuating her already pronounced curvature while revealing illicit lingerie the real Tifa would never be caught dead wearing in public.
All thoughts of saving her friends from Don Corneo's schemes and halting Shinra's destruction of Gaia were emptied out of Mei's vapid little brain. And as her wanton eyes gaze over an exceptionally hunky crew member, she knew who would be the lucky one to pluck the clothes right off her dripping body once this shoot was done. Freeing her forever from the remnants of Tifa Lockhart while embracing her new role as just another internet gal making dough off her looks while dabbling in the carnal act of sex every so often. She did love her men after all, and for their hard work taking the perfect shots that captured her otherworldly beauty, Mei found it natural to reward them with the real thing…just as long as they came packing of course!
"A few more pictures boys and we'll call it a day…Kevin? Mind seeing me at the back once we wrap up?"
"Anything you say miss, anything you say~"
Watching the dashing young man a few years her senior stirs something in Mei's heart for just a singular moment in time before that pure emotion becomes swamped by a deluge of erotic bliss, already envisioning herself naked in bed with that big blonde hunk pinning her down. And in the process of doing so, gives her mindless drones something to look out for as a tiny trail of precum blends in with the sweat trickling down her thighs midway through a particularly raunchy pose.
Mei loved this life of hers, and there was nothing she would ever accept in exchange for it…
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Something short I had an idea for after coming across the cosplayers pictures.
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