Cloud's Revenge!
Chapter 8- Tifa Loses her Titties
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Cloud Strife our revenge seeking, unfortunately stupid hero. (He got hit on to many times on the head by Sephiroth.) Has decided that Tifa's annoying worrying has gotten to him. She apparently goes on and on about how she isn't sure if guys find her attractive enough. So to solve everyone's wondering as to whether or not Tifa's tits are real our Hero is going to steal her silicon pads that make the double D cup that everyone loves and loves to hate. Bet you didn't know that she is really an insie weinsie A cup.
"Knock! Knock! Is anyone home!" Cloud shouted at Nibelhiem's well.
"No one's home." A voice replied.
"Oh okay then I'll go to Tifa's to see Tifa."
"Alrighty then you lame brain, spikey headed noodle legged biped." The voice replied.
"Knock! Knock! Is Tifa home!" Cloud shouted a door which opened to reveal Tifa's bountiful breasts.
"Why hello there Tifa and my little friends." Cloud said to Tifa and her tits.
"Oh hi Cloud, It so great of you to drop by." Tifa squealed hugging him. His face was mashed against two silicon cushions.
"Nice to see you three too! I mean nice to see you two too! Or I don't know what I mean." A blushing hero mumbled into silicon.
"Come on in. I was just going to take a shower but... I'll have a few drinks with you first." Tifa told him.
Cloud followed Tifa into her house which she had turned into a bar after Meteor failed to hit and kill everybody, or melt plastic. So they went up to her bar and got rip roaring drunk. Just kidding they only got a little drunk. Being saviours of the world means that they can really hold they liquor, even our Canadian liquor. Soon Tifa decided that she really had better take a shower, since she had been rolling in the mud all day. Well it mighta've happened.
Cloud listened until he heard Tifa singing in the shower. Oh course who couldn't hear that god awful screech. Then he quiet as a moose and quick as an elephant snuck upstairs. He carefully opened the bathroom door and slithered across the floor to where Tifa's silicon pads were sitting. He carefully put them in a box after he had stared at them for awhile. Then quick as a bunny he ran downstairs and out the door. He forgot to shut the bathroom door. Tifa heard him looked out of her shower and screamed in horror. You know why.
She then ran out of the bathroom regardless of her state of dress, or rather undress to chase after Cloud. Cloud was climbing up the well. When he tried to climb into it though he stopped by a furry paw.
"Who do you tink you are!" A squeaky voice shouted.
"I need to hid from Tifa. Let me in!" Cloud demanded of the little furball. The orange tabby dressed in boots and a white peasant shirt, started to push out of the well.
"Now who do you think you are?" Cloud asked.
"Lonesome's the name, insultings the game, or pranking depends on the players."
"Really well I could use you help." Cloud said and the two of them sat in the well in knee high water and discussed their partnership until the wolf whistles and cat calls drove Tifa who is now an A-cup inside to hide in shame. Needless to say the hard hitting bar hostess had a number of different torture techniques in store for Cloud if she ever got a hold of his scrawny neck.
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AN- Next chapter Aeris has a gambling problem and maybe a whoring problem, tell which do you want more.
