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p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"emCW: breast expansion, sexual themes/em./p
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p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"emGod, she's so perfect. She's so damn perfect. How could any girl be this perfect?/em/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Hellooo? Midgar to Cloud. Come in Cloud. Do you read me?"/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"The warmth of her voice, even when edged with sarcasm, shook Cloud out of his daydream. And not a moment too soon. His eyes were already undressing her... slipping those black suspenders off her shoulders, lifting that white top up and up until those two huge, gorgeous, soft, juicy... Well, things could've gotten out of hand pretty quick. His pants were loose and baggy but he wasn't sure he could hide a stiff standing there in front of her on the steps of 7th Heaven./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""You alright, hero?" Tifa asked, bending over on a step above him to look playfully into his mako-tinted eyes. He averted them, playing cool. In reality, he knew his life depended on emnot/em looking down her shirt./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Yeah. Just tired. I guess." She always fell for the tough guy voice. Tough guy Cloud, she'd call him. Not much had changed. /p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""-been so long," she was saying, "since we've seen each other. Since we were kids."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Ok, a emlot /emhad changed. About her. He followed her into the bar, eyes grasping at anything, the dismal wall art, the graffitied restroom door, the neon signage, the sputtering ceiling fan, the glistening bottles of liquor... anything but Tifa Lockhart walking in front of him with her smooth skin and muscular back and-/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Care for a drink?"/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Cloud quickly sat down at the bar, looking the other way. "Yeah, sure. Something hard." He cleared his throat. He barely heard her mixing his drink. emSince we were kids/em./p
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p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"She wore that sky blue dress that day. Was it his last day in Nibelheim? One of his last, he remembered that. He'd made up his mind. He was going to tell her about his plans. About SOLDIER. He knew she'd come to the well that night and they'd look up at the stars in the sky... sky blue... what a dress./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"He had changed. So had she. That sky blue dress didn't fit quite the same way it used to. It looked a little worn, too. Just like everything in that dusty old town. Except for her. Those scarlet eyes. That smile./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""I gotta go soon, Tifa," he had said, "Mom is gonna be calling me for dinner."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Oh stop worrying, Cloud. Papa knows we're up here. We're not gonna get in trouble or anything," she had said./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"The floorboards creaked in her room, but other than that, it was still. Quiet. He felt like he had to hold his breath. Everything was different now. They didn't play tag in the streets anymore. He barely saw her, although they said they were still friends./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""I just wanna show you-" Tifa was rustling through her dresser drawers. "I know it's here." She pulled one of the drawers too hard and it flew out of the dresser and dumped its contents on the floor. She gasped. Cloud held his breath./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"A single pink materia rolled across the floorboards and hit the wall noisily, but Cloud's eyes didn't follow it. Tifa saw what he was looking at. She yelled some piss poor explanation and stuffed it back into the dresser, the ortho... orthopedic.../p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;".../p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""...orthopedic underwear." He said it. Out loud. Into his drink but still, out loud. Like an idiot./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"emDid she hear? Oh Ramuh please tell me she didn't-/em/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Cloud glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. Her face was bright red, just as red as it was that afternoon long ago. She set down the bottles of liquor she was organizing and turned her back to Cloud. He couldn't help it: his eyes traced the outline of her hips, the contours of her muscular back, the sides of... holy shit the sides of her bo-/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Cloud?" her voice almost made him jump. She still had her back turned. "We're... friends, right? We used to say we were best friends..."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Y-yeah," he managed, "yeah, that's right. Friends."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Can you make me another promise? Will we stay that way?"/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""I'm not going to stay in Midgar, Tifa." He tried the tough guy voice again but it wasn't working./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""I know... Look, it's uh... it's time I showed you something..."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Interest piqued, he said, "What is it?"/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""You'd better come with me." She turned and walked out from behind the bar, toward a back door labeled PRIVATE./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"He wanted to dump the cold drink on his crotch before daring to follow, but he followed anyway. At a respectable distance. It was dark in the room on the other side of that door marked PRIVATE. The label didn't lie. Tifa switched up a mako-powered neon pink and blue light. This was her bedroom!/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Cloud's eyes quickly took in the soft pillows, the heavy quilt, the thick mattress, the carpeted floor, the open closet, the pictures on the wall. Tifa reached up and took one of the framed pictures down, then walked toward Cloud. Her face was still red./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Now, another promise?" she was trying her voice out now, the sing-songy, playful one. "Don't freak out?"/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""I never freak out." emYeah, right, tough guy/em, he thought./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""This is a picture of my mother when she was in her early twenties, like me, and her mother, my grandmother... there." She handed the picture to him and pointed at the faded figures./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Cloud gave Tifa a confused eyebrow raise. /p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Just... just look, ok?" she said./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"He did. And then he was holding his breath like a kid again./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"The women in the photograph were stacked! The picture showed a young woman who looked a lot like Tifa, wearing her short black hair different but same warm eyes. She wore a black shirt cut off at the middle to show her slender midriff but the shirt was lifting up from her stomach thanks to two breasts the size of cantaloupe! She looked proud but then there was her mother, Tifa's grandmother, who looked to be in her late forties, standing a little taller than Tifa's mother, dressed in a fairly conservative skirt and blouse. The buttons were barely containing breasts the size of... Cloud's mind was spinning... watermelons? Pumpkins, even? He nearly dropped the picture frame./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Tifa caught it, reflexes at the ready, before it hit the floor./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Cloud, you said you wouldn't freak out!"/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Cloud moved his mouth but no words came out. Tifa's face was redder than ever, even in the soft blue-pink light. Her eyes were glistening a little bit./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""It's ok." He was pouring on that voice. "Hey don't worry about... uh anything. It's ok. But... I mean have you seen a doc- or what I mean is... what's causing it?"/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""I think it's... this!" Tifa held out her gloved hands, cupping a small rose-colored sphere attached to a fine silver chain. Cloud remembered it. "I inherited this from my mother. She told me it has been passed down through my family for generations, all the way back to the Ancients!"/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""It's just a materia." The question lingered in Cloud's statement. "And you think it's causing..." He cleared his throat./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"She blushed again./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"emDamn, she's so cute when she blushes/em./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""I think so..." she didn't look him in the eyes. "I'm sorry."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""For what?"/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""For telling you."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""You don't need to be. We're friends, right?" he attempted a smile, kicked himself mentally for forgetting the word 'best'. emWhat the hell is wrong with you, Cloud?/em/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Tifa sat on her bed, crossed her toned legs. She still held the pink orb in her hands, cupping it close to her chest./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""So uh... how does it work?" Cloud folded his arms./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""...I was worried you wouldn't ask." She laughed a little. Nervously. "I'm not really sure. I have a theory but..."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Well c'mon if it's hazardous to your health, you shouldn't be carrying it around like that. Magic isn't a toy, it's a weapon. They taught us that day one in SOLDIER." The tough guy voice was back./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"She laughed again, easily disarming him. "It's an independent materia, hero. It's not like it's a summon or anything. It's only supposed to... enhance you." She bit her lip./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""I'm serious, Tifa. What if that thing is doing something to you that you don't understand? It's an heirloom but it's not a toy."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""No," she said and shook her head, "It's not. But like I said, I have a theory. Based on what little my mom told me. She said it 'gives a lot, keeps a little'. Cloud, I know I've been asking for a lot of promises tonight but... you are going to have to keep this a secret."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"The ex-SOLDIER shrugged in surrender./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Ok. I want to know how it works. Mom didn't tell me before she... Well... Just follow my lead. Trust me." She stood up suddenly and walked behind a changing screen./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""What are you doing emnow/em?" Cloud said, trying to sound annoyed./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Hey, best friends trust each other, right? Hang on one second..."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"A few moments later, she slowly stepped out from behind the changing screen. Cloud's jaw dropped. Sky blue. That dress./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""I kept it... after all these years." Tifa was smiling, eyes on the floor, hands behind her back. /p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"'Little' was right. She had sewn the dress together in places, made a few alterations to accommodate her new curves, but it was the same dress. The white trim on the skirt was much higher on her legs than it used to be. The waistline pulled tight against her hips, her abs. The shoulder straps were hanging on for dear life. She was stuffed into the top and it looked about ready to give up any moment./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Thirty-six... twenty-four... thirty-six..." Tifa said with a chuckle, "I'm not quite the same and it's not quite the same dress but I knew you always liked it."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Cloud couldn't help himself, he staggered back and tripped, fell on his ass. Tifa was stepping toward him. With every movement, her huge breasts swayed and bounced, jiggled and shifted. Their perfectly round tops seemed like they would bump against her chin, putting her mouth between her deep cleavage./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Cloud was staring. He knew he shouldn't but it was too late. He just kept looking up at her. The sky blue dress's stitches whined as she strode toward him, confident. Remarkably so for Tifa. The pink materia bobbed on the chain around her neck, nestled on her impressive bust./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"She caught his gaze. "Thirty-six double D."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Cloud caught himself holding his breath./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""You were curious, weren't you?" She looked down again, hands still behind her back, pawing the floor with one foot. "I know you wanted to ask but you're too shy to. But we're best friends. And best friends tell everything."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""H-how...?" he said in a squeak./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""How does it work?" She grinned. "Honestly, I think it turns uhm... happy thoughts? Turns them into..." She let out a sigh of pleasure. Just standing there, they could both hear a creak from the threads in her dress, the straps in her black bra./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Holy-! Are you-? Did you just-?" Cloud couldn't find the words./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""I measured every day for the past week, and..." her face was redder than ever, but she sighed again and pursed her lips, "...and I'm getting bigger. It's doing it right now..."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"The little pink sphere shimmered. Cloud's dick was aching. The straps were digging into her shoulders now. Her bust stuck out from her torso like a shelf, breast flesh pushing out over the top, around the sides, wherever it could escape the confines of that sky blue dress she wore when she was a teenager. A stitch popped!/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""...I got bigger just thinking about..." She met his gaze./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Hey yo, Tifa! It's after hours! Why'd you leave the damn doors open?" The heavy voice rang through the walls from the bar. Cloud and Tifa's faces both went white. "Where you at? It's Wednesday heh heh heh... You know what time it is, don'tcha?!"/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""$#%!" Tifa whispered and threw her hands over her mouth, but her blush came right back./p
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p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"em(end of part 1)/embr /em(/ema style="background-color: transparent; cursor: pointer; color: var(-global-primary-action-default); text-decoration-line: underline !important; font-weight: var(-global-fontWeights-body) !important;" href=" pumpculture"uemread my entire story library on /em/u/aem)/em/p
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p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"emCW: breast expansion, sexual themes/em./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;" /p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"emGod, she's so perfect. She's so damn perfect. How could any girl be this perfect?/em/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Hellooo? Midgar to Cloud. Come in Cloud. Do you read me?"/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"The warmth of her voice, even when edged with sarcasm, shook Cloud out of his daydream. And not a moment too soon. His eyes were already undressing her... slipping those black suspenders off her shoulders, lifting that white top up and up until those two huge, gorgeous, soft, juicy... Well, things could've gotten out of hand pretty quick. His pants were loose and baggy but he wasn't sure he could hide a stiff standing there in front of her on the steps of 7th Heaven./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""You alright, hero?" Tifa asked, bending over on a step above him to look playfully into his mako-tinted eyes. He averted them, playing cool. In reality, he knew his life depended on emnot/em looking down her shirt./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Yeah. Just tired. I guess." She always fell for the tough guy voice. Tough guy Cloud, she'd call him. Not much had changed. /p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""-been so long," she was saying, "since we've seen each other. Since we were kids."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Ok, a emlot /emhad changed. About her. He followed her into the bar, eyes grasping at anything, the dismal wall art, the graffitied restroom door, the neon signage, the sputtering ceiling fan, the glistening bottles of liquor... anything but Tifa Lockhart walking in front of him with her smooth skin and muscular back and-/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Care for a drink?"/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Cloud quickly sat down at the bar, looking the other way. "Yeah, sure. Something hard." He cleared his throat. He barely heard her mixing his drink. emSince we were kids/em./p
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p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"She wore that sky blue dress that day. Was it his last day in Nibelheim? One of his last, he remembered that. He'd made up his mind. He was going to tell her about his plans. About SOLDIER. He knew she'd come to the well that night and they'd look up at the stars in the sky... sky blue... what a dress./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"He had changed. So had she. That sky blue dress didn't fit quite the same way it used to. It looked a little worn, too. Just like everything in that dusty old town. Except for her. Those scarlet eyes. That smile./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""I gotta go soon, Tifa," he had said, "Mom is gonna be calling me for dinner."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Oh stop worrying, Cloud. Papa knows we're up here. We're not gonna get in trouble or anything," she had said./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"The floorboards creaked in her room, but other than that, it was still. Quiet. He felt like he had to hold his breath. Everything was different now. They didn't play tag in the streets anymore. He barely saw her, although they said they were still friends./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""I just wanna show you-" Tifa was rustling through her dresser drawers. "I know it's here." She pulled one of the drawers too hard and it flew out of the dresser and dumped its contents on the floor. She gasped. Cloud held his breath./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"A single pink materia rolled across the floorboards and hit the wall noisily, but Cloud's eyes didn't follow it. Tifa saw what he was looking at. She yelled some piss poor explanation and stuffed it back into the dresser, the ortho... orthopedic.../p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;".../p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""...orthopedic underwear." He said it. Out loud. Into his drink but still, out loud. Like an idiot./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"emDid she hear? Oh Ramuh please tell me she didn't-/em/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Cloud glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. Her face was bright red, just as red as it was that afternoon long ago. She set down the bottles of liquor she was organizing and turned her back to Cloud. He couldn't help it: his eyes traced the outline of her hips, the contours of her muscular back, the sides of... holy shit the sides of her bo-/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Cloud?" her voice almost made him jump. She still had her back turned. "We're... friends, right? We used to say we were best friends..."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Y-yeah," he managed, "yeah, that's right. Friends."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Can you make me another promise? Will we stay that way?"/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""I'm not going to stay in Midgar, Tifa." He tried the tough guy voice again but it wasn't working./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""I know... Look, it's uh... it's time I showed you something..."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Interest piqued, he said, "What is it?"/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""You'd better come with me." She turned and walked out from behind the bar, toward a back door labeled PRIVATE./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"He wanted to dump the cold drink on his crotch before daring to follow, but he followed anyway. At a respectable distance. It was dark in the room on the other side of that door marked PRIVATE. The label didn't lie. Tifa switched up a mako-powered neon pink and blue light. This was her bedroom!/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Cloud's eyes quickly took in the soft pillows, the heavy quilt, the thick mattress, the carpeted floor, the open closet, the pictures on the wall. Tifa reached up and took one of the framed pictures down, then walked toward Cloud. Her face was still red./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Now, another promise?" she was trying her voice out now, the sing-songy, playful one. "Don't freak out?"/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""I never freak out." emYeah, right, tough guy/em, he thought./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""This is a picture of my mother when she was in her early twenties, like me, and her mother, my grandmother... there." She handed the picture to him and pointed at the faded figures./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Cloud gave Tifa a confused eyebrow raise. /p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Just... just look, ok?" she said./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"He did. And then he was holding his breath like a kid again./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"The women in the photograph were stacked! The picture showed a young woman who looked a lot like Tifa, wearing her short black hair different but same warm eyes. She wore a black shirt cut off at the middle to show her slender midriff but the shirt was lifting up from her stomach thanks to two breasts the size of cantaloupe! She looked proud but then there was her mother, Tifa's grandmother, who looked to be in her late forties, standing a little taller than Tifa's mother, dressed in a fairly conservative skirt and blouse. The buttons were barely containing breasts the size of... Cloud's mind was spinning... watermelons? Pumpkins, even? He nearly dropped the picture frame./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Tifa caught it, reflexes at the ready, before it hit the floor./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Cloud, you said you wouldn't freak out!"/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Cloud moved his mouth but no words came out. Tifa's face was redder than ever, even in the soft blue-pink light. Her eyes were glistening a little bit./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""It's ok." He was pouring on that voice. "Hey don't worry about... uh anything. It's ok. But... I mean have you seen a doc- or what I mean is... what's causing it?"/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""I think it's... this!" Tifa held out her gloved hands, cupping a small rose-colored sphere attached to a fine silver chain. Cloud remembered it. "I inherited this from my mother. She told me it has been passed down through my family for generations, all the way back to the Ancients!"/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""It's just a materia." The question lingered in Cloud's statement. "And you think it's causing..." He cleared his throat./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"She blushed again./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"emDamn, she's so cute when she blushes/em./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""I think so..." she didn't look him in the eyes. "I'm sorry."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""For what?"/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""For telling you."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""You don't need to be. We're friends, right?" he attempted a smile, kicked himself mentally for forgetting the word 'best'. emWhat the hell is wrong with you, Cloud?/em/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Tifa sat on her bed, crossed her toned legs. She still held the pink orb in her hands, cupping it close to her chest./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""So uh... how does it work?" Cloud folded his arms./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""...I was worried you wouldn't ask." She laughed a little. Nervously. "I'm not really sure. I have a theory but..."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Well c'mon if it's hazardous to your health, you shouldn't be carrying it around like that. Magic isn't a toy, it's a weapon. They taught us that day one in SOLDIER." The tough guy voice was back./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"She laughed again, easily disarming him. "It's an independent materia, hero. It's not like it's a summon or anything. It's only supposed to... enhance you." She bit her lip./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""I'm serious, Tifa. What if that thing is doing something to you that you don't understand? It's an heirloom but it's not a toy."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""No," she said and shook her head, "It's not. But like I said, I have a theory. Based on what little my mom told me. She said it 'gives a lot, keeps a little'. Cloud, I know I've been asking for a lot of promises tonight but... you are going to have to keep this a secret."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"The ex-SOLDIER shrugged in surrender./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Ok. I want to know how it works. Mom didn't tell me before she... Well... Just follow my lead. Trust me." She stood up suddenly and walked behind a changing screen./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""What are you doing emnow/em?" Cloud said, trying to sound annoyed./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Hey, best friends trust each other, right? Hang on one second..."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"A few moments later, she slowly stepped out from behind the changing screen. Cloud's jaw dropped. Sky blue. That dress./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""I kept it... after all these years." Tifa was smiling, eyes on the floor, hands behind her back. /p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"'Little' was right. She had sewn the dress together in places, made a few alterations to accommodate her new curves, but it was the same dress. The white trim on the skirt was much higher on her legs than it used to be. The waistline pulled tight against her hips, her abs. The shoulder straps were hanging on for dear life. She was stuffed into the top and it looked about ready to give up any moment./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Thirty-six... twenty-four... thirty-six..." Tifa said with a chuckle, "I'm not quite the same and it's not quite the same dress but I knew you always liked it."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Cloud couldn't help himself, he staggered back and tripped, fell on his ass. Tifa was stepping toward him. With every movement, her huge breasts swayed and bounced, jiggled and shifted. Their perfectly round tops seemed like they would bump against her chin, putting her mouth between her deep cleavage./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Cloud was staring. He knew he shouldn't but it was too late. He just kept looking up at her. The sky blue dress's stitches whined as she strode toward him, confident. Remarkably so for Tifa. The pink materia bobbed on the chain around her neck, nestled on her impressive bust./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"She caught his gaze. "Thirty-six double D."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"Cloud caught himself holding his breath./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""You were curious, weren't you?" She looked down again, hands still behind her back, pawing the floor with one foot. "I know you wanted to ask but you're too shy to. But we're best friends. And best friends tell everything."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""H-how...?" he said in a squeak./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""How does it work?" She grinned. "Honestly, I think it turns uhm... happy thoughts? Turns them into..." She let out a sigh of pleasure. Just standing there, they could both hear a creak from the threads in her dress, the straps in her black bra./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Holy-! Are you-? Did you just-?" Cloud couldn't find the words./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""I measured every day for the past week, and..." her face was redder than ever, but she sighed again and pursed her lips, "...and I'm getting bigger. It's doing it right now..."/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"The little pink sphere shimmered. Cloud's dick was aching. The straps were digging into her shoulders now. Her bust stuck out from her torso like a shelf, breast flesh pushing out over the top, around the sides, wherever it could escape the confines of that sky blue dress she wore when she was a teenager. A stitch popped!/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""...I got bigger just thinking about..." She met his gaze./p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""Hey yo, Tifa! It's after hours! Why'd you leave the damn doors open?" The heavy voice rang through the walls from the bar. Cloud and Tifa's faces both went white. "Where you at? It's Wednesday heh heh heh... You know what time it is, don'tcha?!"/p
p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;""$#%!" Tifa whispered and threw her hands over her mouth, but her blush came right back./p
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p style="margin: 10px 0px !important; font-size: var(-global-fontSizes-md); line-height: 1.5;"em(end of part 1)/embr /em(/ema style="background-color: transparent; cursor: pointer; color: var(-global-primary-action-default); text-decoration-line: underline !important; font-weight: var(-global-fontWeights-body) !important;" href=" pumpculture"uemread my entire story library on /em/u/aem)/em/p
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