''Seriously? Our school's rivalry started over a science project involving ants?'' Kristoff gasped in disbelief.

''I know right? Who'd have thought?'' I couldn't help but giggled as he and I strutted down the school hallway to our respective lockers. I shifted my body so that it was easier for me to carry my stack of reading material and due-in assignments. At least by now, I no longer struggled with a tower in my hands that rested under my chin. Working out has many benefits that I didn't consider at the beginning.

Kristoff snickered next to me. ''Hey, do you think when we play Dreamworks I should dress up as an ant to spite them?''

''I'm not sure many would get the joke.'' I told him as we finally reached our lockers. It was so helpful that they were right next to each other. That's actually how Kristoff and I ended up talking for the first time. It wasn't hard to bump into his big body when I rushed into him one day. He was so apologetic like he thought he killed me when he knocked me over. It makes me laugh remembering that and how long ago it seemed to be.

After opening his locker and stacking his work away, he turned to me. ''So...how did you and this Dreamworks student meet again?''

I looked away from him as I fumbled with my books so that I could reach my locker and get my combinations. ''I told you. I met her on the bus on the way home.''

''And?''

''And nothing.'' I spluttered, hoisting my books higher. ''We were on a public bus. We couldn't do anything that would get us caught.''

I felt his hand touch the top of my books and move them aside slightly. ''Don't think I can't see you blushing.''

I forced a stout expression. ''I don't kiss and tell.''

''Nah, I know. I'm just teasing feisty pants.''

We ended up sharing a laugh together as I was finally able to get my combination right. ''Have you seen Rapunzel by the way?'' I asked, hoping to change the subject.

He shook his head. ''Not since this morning. She said she had something to sort after class.''

''Hmm, okay then.'' I shrugged, thinking nothing of it. With how active that girl is, I'm surprised that she's not busy all the time. After I finally got my locker opened and quickly set my books inside, Kristoff and I noticed something falling out. ''Dang it, I dropped a note.''

''That came from in your locker.'' Kristoff told me suspiciously, picking up the note and inspecting it carefully. I watched his face twist and turn as he read it to himself, leaving me itching to find out what it was. Did someone leave me a note in my locker? Who would do that and why? My mind was racing with possibilities, and it wasn't helped when Kristoff's lips curled upward and he smirked in my direction. ''Looks like you got a secret admirer.''

''Wait, what?'' I stuttered and took the note as he handed it to me. Upon reading it, the first thing that I noticed was the neat handwriting in fine red ink. I didn't recognize it though, so it seemed like the secret was going to be staying. It wasn't a long message. Nothing about expressing feelings or even giving me a poem to read. All it said was to meet up after school at some random bar addressed at the bottom that I've never heard of before. ''Well, this doesn't seem suspicious at all.''

Kristoff rolled his eyes at my sarcasm. ''Dude, how can you be so blind? It's obviously a girl hitting on you.''

''No it can't be.'' I stressed.

''Come on, with the way your luck with girls has been, how can you think it would be anything else?''

''Because I don't recognize the handwriting and why would a girl ask me to meet them up at some random bar without any other bit of information. I've never even heard of this 7th Heaven place. How can I trust it?''

''I can go with you.'' He said like it was the easiest decision in the world for him.

''I don't even know if I'm going.''

''Okay, then we won't go.''

''Fine by me. It sounds dodgy.'' I was about a second away from crumbling the note in my hand. Every bone in my body was screaming to me that there was something fishy about this. But the longer I thought about it, the more I wondered if it really was a genuine note from a girl in my school wanting to meet up with me. It would crush them if they went to all this effort to ask me to meet them and I don't even bother showing up. My heart was in pieces thinking I could hurt someone like that. I sighed heavily and checked the address on the note one more time. ''But...on the chance this is legit.''

His grin returned. I think he never doubted me. ''Looks like we're heading to the bar after school. It makes us sound like a bunch of rebels.''

I laughed and brushed a strand of hair out of my face. ''Actually, I was thinking of doing this alone. We don't want to spook whoever wrote this.''

Kristoff looked at me with concern. ''Are you sure? I mean...it's not entirely out of the realm of possibility that it is something bad. I could go with you as back up.''

While I probably would have been more comfortable having one of my most trusted friends accompanying me, I didn't want to make the writer of this note uncomfortable by showing up with more people than expected. I shook my head and showed my bravado by pumping my arms up to show my biceps. ''I'm a big girl. I'm sure I can take care of myself.''

''I don't know. If that's what you want I can respect that. But at least keep your phone on hand, just in case.''

''Will do.'' I assured him.

XXX

As I got closer to my destination, following the address with the help of my phone map, I tried my best to calm my erratic nerves. I kept trying to reassure myself that this was a nice and friendly meet up. Nothing bad. Sometimes the best way to combat anxiety is to not think of the worst or the best case scenarios. Worst case scenario would be me falling into a trap and having some mad scientist turning me in a donkey or llama to ship me off someone to be someone's rug. The best case scenario would be...well, I don't think I need to explain what that would be. So, I thought of the middle ground. I thought of this being just a nice coffee date with a girl who just wanted to talk. Though, my nerves weren't helped by the fact that it was a bar that wasn't even open at the time of the meetup and was currently going under renovations from what I've seen on their website. Still, it at least seems like a real thing.

I rounded the corner and finally came upon the 7th Heaven. It was too quiet for my liking. The door was open, no doubt getting ready for the rush that would be upon it after working hours a bit later on. For the moment however, there wasn't a soul to be seen, and I wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing.

Stepping inside, I could see that the place seemed to be still going under some renovations in certain areas, but was more or less pleasant for anyone who wanted to stop by for a drink. Speaking of, I could see someone drinking something whilst sitting in the shadows. I didn't have a clue who it was from where I was standing. Taking a deep breath, I stepped inside and approached. ''Excuse me? Can I say something crazy? I got this note in my school locker telling me to meet someone here, would that be you?''

The person turned to face me, and my heart stopped when they revealed themselves out of the shadows. ''Can I say something crazy? It was me.''

''Hans?'' I shrieked. I almost wished it was a kidnapper planning to sell my organs instead.

I heard the door slam shut behind me, and I turned to see Gaston and LeFou staring back at me. ''With Gaston!'' The giant bellowed.

''And I'm here too.'' LeFou chuckled sinisterly before he earned a harsh slap atop the head from Gaston.

''LeFou, how many times must I say that I get the last word? That way, the name Gaston lingers longer.'' He puffed out his big, hairy chest, as if that was going to impress me.

Trapped in this empty bar with them, I was now afraid that they were going to kidnap me. It was like having a nightmare while suffering in hell. I looked back over at Hans. ''What's going on here? This is some kind of trick isn't it?''

Hans held up his hands defensively, though his slimy smile never left. ''No tricks. I only want to talk with you.''

''Oh yeah? How do I even know this note was written by you?''

Without a word, he grabbed a pen and a small sheet of paper from his pocket and wrote the same exact message on it. To my shock and anger, it matched perfectly. I eyed him suspiciously. ''You've either made my life a misery or acted like I don't exist for years, now you want to talk?''

''More like ask you a question...'' He leaned over the counter and stared intensely at me. ''How did you do it?''

My brows were raised. ''How did I do what?'' I asked, genuinely puzzled. I really wish Kristoff was here with me now. Although, better just me get hurt if need be rather than anything happen to my friend.

Hans sighed in frustration and stood up so that he could slowly walk over to me. ''Don't think I haven't noticed a change going on at Disney. Before, I was the one everyone talked about.''

''I guess it helps when you make yourself the center of attention all the time.'' I remarked.

He ignored my taunt and continued moving closer. I folded my arms across my chest, silently warning him not to get too close to me. ''Now, all the girls seem to have an eye for you. You! The freak who wasn't even born right.''

My chest tugged at his snide comment. I was supposed to be used to this at this point, but there was something particularly venomous about his words today. I must have really done something to tick him off. ''What are you getting at?''

''I want to know what you did that made every girl in our school turn into your gang of sluts.''

Oh no he didn't! I was about to take a step towards him to confront him before he wiggled a finger at me and then pointed over to Gaston. I turned and saw Gaston cracking his knuckles together. I hated to admit it, but I wasn't actually looking for a fight, especially with someone who wasn't afraid to beat me black and blue. However, I also didn't want to let Hans off for insulting my friends like that. ''I don't have to tell you anything. Nothing's changed.''

''You're either lying or you're blind. There's something about you that's changed. It's like your another person. Girls now seem to find you charming and confident.''

I scoffed. ''Me? Confident? Now I know you're pulling my leg. I'm leaving now. You can't keep me here against my will.''

''I can as long as no one else knows.''

Now I was scared. This was different from the other times Hans has picked on me. Even when Jasmine and I shot back at him, I still only got the impression that he would have Gaston throw me in a dumpster or something. Now, I was afraid that they would throw me off a building. I tried to shake away my fears, even though at this point it was impossible to not show how scared I was. ''What do you want me to say?''

Hans looked at me intently for a moment then shrugged. ''Fine, let's say I believe you. Let's say that you really haven't changed and luck has just been on your side. What are we going to do now?''

''I'm the captive, you tell me.''

''I always get what I want, Anna. Do you know what I want right now? I want you to walk out of that door, pretend this little meeting never happened, and stay out of my business.''

Okay, now I couldn't hold back. ''Your business? Is that what you call the girls at our school?''

''Is it any different from your business with them?''

''I'm still not going to tell you anything. But what I will say is that if I see you ever treat anyone like property again...''

''You'll what?'' He laughed like I posed no threat to him at all.

I felt a shadow overwhelm me and I turned to see Gaston was towering above. I didn't stand a chance. But I at least held my ground. I don't care what Hans plans to do to me, I couldn't stand the thought of him hurting any of my friends.

''What's going on here?'' A voice suddenly called out from further inside the bar. All of us looked over to see someone emerge from another room behind the counter. ''We aren't open yet. If anyone is causing troubles, I plan to have some choice words for you.''

I felt my breath taken away from me as a young woman came into view. She looked slightly older than me. Taller as well, with a lean but muscular figure. Her hair was dark brown, almost looking black, and I think her eyes were brown too, but in the light, they almost appeared red. She wore a white tank top that exposed a strong midriff and also wore a black miniskirt. She was beautiful, but also looked like someone you didn't want to mess with. She was looking at each of us when her eyes fell on me, she appeared sympathetic. Like a mother who found a lost child that wasn't their own but wanted to help.

Thankfully, Hans backed away from me. ''No trouble. We just needed a quiet place to talk, and your bar seemed like a perfect place. We were all leaving now.''

The woman narrowed her eyes at him. ''Fine. You gents leave first. Then the lady can leave afterwards. Separately.''

Hans looked offended. ''Excuse me? You don't tell me...''

''I'm the owner of the 7th Heaven. My bar means my rules. Do as I say or I'm calling the police.''

I couldn't stop myself from smiling. It was always wonderful to see Hans get put in his place, and to see such a strong woman doing that too was the cherry on the cake.

Before Hans could say anything, Gaston stepped forward, approaching the counter and putting one of his big meaty claws on the woman's shoulder. ''Now little lady, there's no need to cause a fuss. Let Gaston calm your nerves.''

I wanted to do something. I couldn't have Gaston leering over a woman like that, especially if she was just trying to help me. Then, in the blink of an eye the tables were turned...almost literally. The woman grabbed Gaston's hand and pinned it to the counter, throwing the oaf who was twice her size down and holding him below. He whimpered while the rest of us looked on in shock. She didn't even look like she was putting any effort into subduing him. I know for a fact that Gaston is a strong guy, so seeing him be so easily pinned down was shocking.

Hot, but shocking.

When she finally released her grip on him, the message was clear. Gaston leapt to his feet and marched to the door in hurry. ''Come LeFou. Gaston has had a change of thought and wishes to leave the woman alone.''

''Right, Gaston. You sure showed her.'' LeFou tried to motivate his partner in crime as they disappeared outside of the door.

Hans gave me one final smirk. ''See you at school Anna.'' He left soon afterwards.

Finally able to collect my thoughts and calm my nerves, I turned to face the woman who helped me, only to find that she was already standing next to me. I didn't know if I was thankful or intimidated that she was standing so close. But the kind look in her eyes warmed my heart. ''Are you okay?''

''Huh...'' I stuttered, lost in her amazing eyes. Remembering where and who I was, I cleared my throat. ''Oh, I'm fine. Thank you for asking, and thank you for helping me back there. I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't shown up.''

She smiled at me. ''Don't mention it. I wouldn't be a responsible owner of the 7th Heaven if I let someone get hurt on my watch.''

She walked back over to the counter, taking a cloth and wiping the surface of it while looking up at me. I really hope that she didn't notice how much I was staring. I looked away from her, trying to hide my blush in the shadows. My eyes scanned the little ornaments decorating the place. ''So, you're the owner of this bar?''

''That I am.'' She said proudly. ''It's going under some works, but we're still open for now.''

''Renovations?''

''Think of it as a long overdue remake. I'm Tifa Lockhart. And you are?''

''I'm Anna. Anna Arendelle.'' I greeted and walked closer to her. ''The way you showed up Gaston back there was amazing.''

She laughed, somewhat shyly. ''Think nothing of it. I have to really put my back into my work. I can't have people see a weak and shy girl they think they can walk all over.''

''You shy? I don't believe it.''

''It's true. But working this kind of job just helps me learn to hide it better. I'm an introvert at heart. Although, I don't mind meeting interesting people.'' She smiled at me. ''If you don't mind me asking, what was the scuffle about?''

''That's a long story.''

She shrugged her shoulders. ''We don't open for another hour. I've got time.''

I probably should have said that it was a long, very M rated story. But I don't want to shock her, especially after just meeting. Drumming my fingers together, I decided to take a seat on one of the stools next to the counter while she cleaned a drinking glass and listened with keen interest. ''So, the redhead is Hans. He's like the rich big shot at my school. And he considers me the freak.''

''Why would he do that?''

''I'm intersex.'' I can't believe I just dropped that bombshell so casually to someone I just met.

Tifa's eyes glanced at me. ''That guy sounds like a real asshole to treat you like that.''

My heart fluttered seeing how well she took that. I decided to not drag on that thought and so I continued with my story. ''So, in short, he's the one at the top of the food chain while I was supposed to be the soil that feeds what's at the bottom.''

''What changed?''

''That's what Hans wanted to know, and to be honest, I don't even know. Girls would be flocked towards him but now...''

''They want you.'' She finished, a hint of a smile was faint on her lips, making me blush harder. ''He sounds like the jealous type who's not used to losing. Don't let him get to you.''

I sighed. ''I try not to, but it's hard. I'm used to the taunts and lack of confidence, so when things go my way, I'm not sure how to handle it.''

Tifa looked to be considering my words carefully, wanting to think of the right response that would help me. ''While I think it's good to have a duck's back and let troubles brush off you and live life your way, it's not healthy to keep that bottled inside. I see you blushing quite a bit, do you mind me telling you a bit of a personal story?''

I felt my throat get tight at the suggestion, but I was curious about her story. ''Go ahead.''

''A comment that gets thrown my way quite a lot is about my body. Particularly my breasts.''

''Oh.'' I said. My face bright red no doubt. I was doing my best not to look downwards at her chest. She was sharing a story with me, and I didn't want to disrespect her in any way.

''People say they should be bigger, and that I should have work done to them.''

''What?'' I gasped. ''The nerve of them. They shouldn't tell you how you should look. It's up to you how you want your body to look. If you find there's nothing wrong with your breasts, then that's that. Your breasts look great.'' I bit my tongue. ''That was really inappropriate. I'm so sorry.''

Tifa giggled sweetly. ''Relax, many men and women have told me that. And you're right. I shouldn't have to change if I'm happy with the way I am. But for a long time, I was hurt by it, and I still am sometimes.''

''What did you do to help?''

''I find strength in myself. It doesn't matter if you think that's impossible. You just repeat the words, strong and confident. You keep thinking that, and you will your mind to believe it. Step by step, I worked to do things I never thought possible. I help with protest rallies. I learnt how to horse ride, and now I own a bar. Years ago, I never would have believed I could do it.''

I listened to her story from start to finish, feeling my heart being tugged in every direction. I could picture myself in her shoes, being the girl who felt held back and afraid because of what others said. I wanted to believe that I was worth something. ''Strong and confident?''

''Strong and confident!'' She nodded. ''Now repeat it after me.''

''Strong and confident! Strong and confident!'' I said, trying to motivate myself.

Tifa set the glass down and leaned over the counter so that she was facing me fully. ''It will take time. You don't fix doubt overnight. You battle it over and over. Sometimes it might win a fight, but you mustn't let it win the war. Change starts with you. ''

''You're right.'' I whispered, both to her and to myself. ''I don't want to be afraid of who I am when meeting new people. I'm not a freak. I'm a bit of a perv, but I'm not a freak...again that was so inappropriate, why haven't you kicked me out yet?''

She laughed again but then locked eyes with me again. ''No, strong and confident remember?''

''Strong and confident.'' I confirmed, already feeling like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders.

Tifa winked at me then stood up straight, eyeing me up and down. ''And don't apologise about the perv thing. You're nothing compared to those guys?''

I stared at her in confusion. ''Huh?''

''Those jerks from your school. I could see their eyes were cast downwards. They only cared about one thing on me. Two things, sorry to say.'' She said, blushing slightly at her own remark. ''And you were looking too.''

''I was?'' I winched. Now I felt like a jerk. She was trying to help me, and here I was staring at her with hungry eyes.

To my surprise, Tifa didn't seem annoyed. ''But, there's a difference from the way you were looking at me, and the way they were. Your eyes didn't stay on one place. You were also looking at my hair. My eyes. My face.''

''You're pretty.'' I babbled out before I could stop myself.

I was then lucky to witness one of the cutest blushes I have ever seen from Tifa. ''Thank you. I also noticed you were looking at my arms quite a bit too.''

''How could I not when you have guns like that?'' I blurted out, already feeling confident enough to express my feelings.

''You have some impressive guns yourself Anna. Do you do sports?''

''Not really. Maybe I should take up boxing so that I can deal with Gaston similarly to how you do.'' I snickered.

Tifa seemed to be pondering something. ''That's an idea. Stand up for a second.''

''Wait, what?''

''I'm going to give you some tips.'' She said and was already walking around the counter before I could protest. I did as she instructed, still not sure what I was even signing up for. ''Raise your fists. What would your fighting stance be?''

Hesitantly, I tried to picture myself as a boxer and took up a fighting pose that I thought worked really well. However, I could see that Tifa wasn't impressed but she just didn't have the heart to tell me. She got very close to me, and tingles rushed over my body when I felt her surprisingly soft hands run along my arms and moving them into a more solid position. ''Are you going to teach me to fight?''

''Again, that won't happen overnight. But I can teach you the ropes if you're interested?''

''Yes please!''

Her body was very close to me, it was unbearable. I was fighting the urge to say or do something that would result in me getting a deserved punch to the jaw. But, I know that I can't rely on others helping me against Hans forever, especially if he was going to go through with his threat of forcing me to stay away from the other girls. I have to learn to defend myself, and Tifa looks capable of teaching me some tricks that might prove useful.

Still, that didn't mean my body was cooperative in being respectful, because the erection growing under my clothes was too difficult to ignore. Tifa saw and seemed surprised at first, but then probably remembered my Intersex reveal I mentioned earlier. I gulped. ''I'm not bothering you am...''

She pressed a finger against my lips. ''None of that. Strong and confident.''

I almost argued with her, but I resisted. I wanted to follow her advice. I shouldn't be afraid or ashamed. If Tifa was comfortable, then I should also get comfortable. I want to combat this. My mind, my body, my rules. No one else should tell me how to live my life.

Those thoughts were hard to keep focused on though when Tifa's hands were moving around to get me into a solid stance until she was finally happy. She didn't stop there though, she also wanted my legs to be balanced, and that meant her hands were trailing downwards. She began massaging my thigh through my jeans, working her way up and down my leg. I could feel myself trembling under her firm grasp as she gripped my legs a few times, feeling the muscle before she came back up to my thigh again, dangerously close to my growing bulge. Needless to say, my cock was already attempting to stand at attention. It was agony feeling Tifa's touch through my clothes. I think she might have realized that because it wasn't long before I could feel her hand move over to the buttons on my jeans, undoing them ever so slowly. Bliss shot through my body as I knew what was about to happen. I guess it was a good thing that I did follow the note.

''You're looking a little restricted here,'' Tifa whispered, pulling my jeans down. There was nothing shy or innocent about the way she said that, or the way she was looking at me as her hand moved closer to my bulging cock buried underneath my boxers. ''I hope that you don't mind.''

I gulped. ''Not at all. Uh...should I still keep the pose?''

A gasp escaped me when her hand cupped me through my boxers. I could practically see the naughty thoughts in her mind through her gorgeous eyes. ''Take a position you're comfortable with.''

My erection was aching for more. I needed to remove my clothes before I went crazy. However, something came to mind before we continued further. ''Can we close the door first? It's just I seem to have a thing with people stumbling in and finding me in awkward situations. Not that this is awkward, I didn't mean it in that way. I'm rambling again sorry.''

Tifa looked at the door. I could see her cheeks flush red. She probably wasn't keen on the idea of someone barging in, wanting to keep this moment strictly between us and I wanted to respect that. She got up and headed for the door. It was saddening to not have her touch, but it only lasted a few seconds as she quickly locked the door and strutted back over to me. She smiled sweetly at me before getting back on her knees again and running her fingers over my covered bulge. Her touch was like electricity surging throughout my body. ''I didn't think one could get this big.''

I shivered at her words and touch. Then I looked down at her curiously. ''Are you a virgin?''

She nodded. ''You don't mind?''

''Not at all.'' I said quickly. ''That doesn't bother me. Whenever you want to and with whoever you want to. It should only matter for you. Although...''

She noticed my hesitation. ''Although what?''

''Me? You said that you've had guys and girls interested in you before. For your first time, you could probably do better than...''

''Hey!'' Tifa stopped me, raising her clenched fists and pumping them up. ''Strong and confident. Remember?''

I fought back the urge to argue. I was sick and tired of always having that part of my mind doubting myself. I shouldn't have to live with doubt like that any longer. I wanted to take Tifa's advice, along with the kind words others have given me. I held up my fists and repeated her words. ''Strong and confident.''

She grinned at me. ''Don't worry. I won't be mothering you during the next part.''

''Actually...'' I held my tongue before I could say anything else.

Thankfully, it seemed like she didn't notice my hesitation because her attention was drawn back to the bulge between my legs, threatening to explode out of my strained boxers. She continued rubbing it before her hand reached in to fish out my cock. It was already wet with so much precum that I could feel it spilling out onto Tifa's hand. At least the tension had been eased now that I was free. I felt my boxers slide down my legs until they joined my jeans nestled around my ankles. I could feel the adrenaline rushing through me. Tifa wrapped a hand around the shaft and used her other hand to massage my thigh. Soon she began running her hand up and down the shaft, the precum serving as enough lubrication for her fingers to glide up and down the length.

I couldn't stop myself from moaning, biting my bottom lip to suppress any dirty talk. I didn't want to overwhelm Tifa. I don't know what she likes and doesn't like, so I let her take the lead and go along with whatever she wanted to do.

Tifa lowered her head and her lips parted around my cock. I couldn't stop myself from throwing my head back in delight. She continued to massage my thighs as she worked her way down my lengthy shaft. The warmth of her mouth felt so hot. Waves of pleasure shot across my skin at her touch and the way she slowly started to get the hang of what to do. Ecstasy was overwhelming me as Tifa began t enthusiastically bob up and down. I couldn't believe she hasn't done anything like this before. She was so skilful with her tongue. Her warm, wet mouth delighted me to no end.

It felt so amazing, I couldn't resist asking her. ''Sorry if this is personal...have you...done this before?''

She dragged her tongue along the bottom of my shaft before she took me out of her mouth. ''I've practised on toys before. Am I doing good?''

''Better than good. Do you want me to return the favor afterwards?''

Her face turned bright red. ''You don't have to...''

''I want to!'' I blurted out a little too enthusiastically. ''Sorry, I don't think it's fair if I don't make you feel good too. It's up to you.''

''I'm willing to give it a go.'' She said with a smile before turning to suck my cock.

I was twitching as she picked up the pace. I felt confident enough to run my hand through her hair, encouraging her to keep going while I slowly thrust my hips back and forth to time with the way her head bobbed up and down. I wasn't certain what she expected from giving her first blowjob, so I was careful not to make her gag. I actually found it funny trying to be as soft and gentle with her as I possibly could considering she could probably turn me into dust faster than Thanos snapping his fingers. My point was proven when she reached a hand behind me, rubbing my back and pulling me forward with no effort so that she could take more of me in her mouth, right up until the tip was leaking down her throat. She was rapidly sucking my cock with no hesitation, over and over again.

''Wait.'' I said. ''What do you want me to do when I cum? I can pull out.''

She released me quickly. ''I don't mind trying the taste.''

I couldn't even argue as she took me back on her mouth again more aggressively. I was moaning louder as I could feel myself almost ready to erupt. Her lips were sealed tightly around, telling me that she was serious about taking my release in her mouth. She didn't have to wait long for me to come to a powerful orgasm. I let go of her hair and gripped my hips. She stopped bobbing her head and leaned forward as thick loads of cum squirted down her throat. My hips involuntarily bucked making Tifa jump in shock, but she maintained her position, holding almost all of me inside her mouth, sucking down around the thick shaft, milking every drop I had to offer her. I stared at her in stunned silence until I finally stopped painting her mouth and throat with my release.

Tifa held me in position until she was certain I was finished. She lifted her head and licked her lips. ''Not a bad taste. Better than I expected.''

I couldn't help myself. I grabbed Tifa and pulled her up for a kiss. Her lips were so sweet and soft. Tifa darted her tongue out to explore my mouth. I could taste both myself and her together. The kiss was wonderful, passionate, sensuous and many other nouns that I couldn't think of at that moment as my mind was still buzzing.

We pulled apart. I stared into her eyes. ''I want to taste you now.''

She stared at me intently. Smiling, although I could tell that something else was on her mind. ''Do you want me to undress?''

Every fibre of my being was screaming yes. But I held off on that remark. ''It's up to you.''

''I've always liked the idea of trying to have sex with my clothes on. I know that doesn't make sense but...''

''No, no, I get it!'' I stopped her. ''Clothed sex is awesome too. We can do that if you want.''

''Thanks.'' She smiled and kissed me again. I happily returned it, pulling her body close to mine. I felt her breasts pressed up against mine. I couldn't understand why anyone would want her to get her boobs fixed. They felt fantastic. Whatever the size, a girl's boobs were her own and no one had to right to tell them they should have them bigger or not.

We stumbled around for a bit as we kissed until I had her up against one of the bar stools. I helped her to sit down before my lips trailed downwards, kissing her neck and listening to her moan. My hands caressed her breasts through her top, feeling their softness fill my palms. It didn't take long for her erect nipples to poke through the material. I wished to see them, but I held off for now. However that didn't stop me from biting them through her shirt, earning a sharp, very excited gasp from Tifa. I wanted to keep doing this for a little while longer, but I knew of something that would really make her squirm and feel like she was in heaven. So I continued to move downwards, planting tender kisses across her midriff before stopping once I reached her skirt. She pulled her legs apart for me as I lifted her skirt up, keeping it on her, before I saw her cute black panties already damp underneath.

Licking my lips, I dug my finger underneath and moved them over so that I could see her glistening pussy inviting me, a small bush of hair sat just above. With an eager smile, I leaned in and brushed my tongue against her clit, making her jump and squeak. She grabbed the stool hard enough for me to hear. Her bottom lip quivered, unable to stop the moans escaping past her lips as I gave her some much needed and deserved attention. I licked her pussy up and down, pushing my mouth over her to suck tenderly. She couldn't stop moving as I licked her harder.

My tongue was beginning to probe her entrance, almost buried inside of her. Her juices were flowing down my chin. She bucked her hips into my face. For a second, I thought that she would wrap her legs around my head to lock me in position. I really wanted her to. She could crush me with those thighs and it would be the happiest death I could imagine. I finally inserted my tongue inside of her, thrusting it in and out, and that's when she really couldn't control herself. She almost fell off the stool a few times as I ate her out for a good few minutes.

''Fuck!'' She gasped before slipping off the stool and falling right on top of me. We collapsed onto the floor in a heap, laughing while she was still shaking. ''Sorry, are you okay?''

Her words after were incoherent, because on this position I was able to pull her along until she was sitting on my face, giving me a great angle to lick her pussy. She rotated her hips, wanting me to taste every little, wet bit of her, and I was more than happy to satisfy her needs. I held her hips while she continued to grind herself on me. The bottom part of my face was completely wet because of her.

It wasn't long before I could tell she was about to become undone. ''Anna!'' She moaned. ''I'm...I'm gonna...'' She didn't even get to finish before screaming and nearly falling off me again from the pleasure. She planted her hands on the ground just above my head to keep herself balanced, panting heavily before she moved herself off of me, probably afraid that I wasn't able to breathe. ''That was amazing.''

''I agree.'' I said with the biggest, goofiest grin possible.

She rolled over next to me and came over until she was leaning down and kissing me on her lips, tasting herself off of me. I felt her tongue roll over my lips and down my chin, cleaning me of her juices, mixing our tastes together. My eyes wandered downwards slightly, seeing her cleavage under her shirt. She caught me looking and smiled. ''You're definitely a boobs girl, ain't ya?''

''I'm an everything-on-a-girl girl.'' I chuckled.

Tifa gave me an infectious laugh too before she got back up onto her knees, staring down at me seductively. I watched her, admiring her curves. I couldn't help myself again. Her cleavage was so tantalizing, I wanted to fuck her tits on the spot.

It was like she read my mind. She remained on her knees, cupping her breasts through her top and tilting her head towards the stool. ''Sit down. I've got an idea.'' She said with a sexy grin.

''Okay.'' I whispered, having a very strong idea of what she was planning, and ready to give in to the desire.

Tifa's smile widened when I stood up and sat down on the stool in front of her. My cock was still wet from her mouth earlier. She shifted closer in front of me and pulled the bottom of her shirt forward and my cock disappeared underneath. I moaned as I felt my cock nestled between Tifa's breasts. She drooled down onto the shaft, lubricating it further. I started thrusting upwards, filling the space between her tits. The tip would come up into view, bumping into her chin. She let out the cutest yelp and giggled as I continued thrusting, probably not expecting me to be big enough to still be able to reach her mouth, even with my cock buried between her fantastic boobs and under her shirt. She turned her face downward, opening her mouth, letting me slide up and down her chest and making an absolute mess of her smooth skin and clothes. As I slid my cock up and down, the tip just reached her parted lips, and each time they met, we both moaned.

''Hold on.'' Tifa said before she lifted her shirt. She didn't take it off completely, but now her breasts were revealed to my eyes and I could feel my mouth watering just staring at them. Glorious wouldn't be enough to describe how wonderful they looked and felt. She grabbed my shaft and ran the length up her stomach, then up her chest, swirling the tip around each breast. She smiled up at me and held her tits up, inviting me to continue titfucking her without the shirt getting in the way as much.

I eagerly obliged, lost in my lust as I thrust. My eyes swam all over the exposed part of Tifa's amazing upper body. I took in every muscle, every freckle, every scar. Seeing more of her encouraged me to rock my hips back and forth, enjoying the unbelievably smooth skin between her breasts and the drop dead sexy look on her face as she threw her head back and smiled.

It was too much for me. I was unable to warn Tifa that I was about to explode before it was too late. Thick cum suddenly shot out. The first shot sprayed across Tifa's face, making her squeal in surprise with a huge, amused grin taking over her features. Load after load painted her neck and chest. I was about to move my body away so that I didn't drench her any further, but she gripped my shaft and angled it to mark every inch of her upper body. Both breasts were covered.

We were panting heavily between moans. I could see intense pleasure and deep satisfaction all over Tifa's face. I gasped for breath as I finished shooting my load, unable to take my eyes off of the beautiful sight before me.

Tifa interrupted my thoughts with a tantalizing smirk. "So...I think I'm ready one more round. If you know what I mean.''

It was taking all of my will power to tone down my desire. I hungered for more, wanting to take Tifa in every way possible and any way that she craved. ''Do you want us to face each other...or take it from behind.''

I feared that I was being too forward with the suggestion, but Tifa answered me by lying on her back and spreading her legs for me. Her shirt remained folded over the top of her breasts and her skirt had been pushed up her stomach, leaving on her panties still moved to the side and exposing her waiting pussy for me. I got into position without delay, leaning on top of her and rubbing my cock against her entrance.

"I'm ready for you," Tifa whispered, staring at me with those dazzling eyes of hers.

I pressed forward, moaning alongside Tifa as I slid smoothly in, using my strength to push further and further inside. Her walls clamped down on my length. My cock reached inside of her, making her gasp. We gave in to the desire. I was thrusting full speed ahead within a matter of seconds, rapidly pounding Tifa into the floor, desperate to fill her to the brim. Her legs wrapped around my waist and her fingers clawed my back, leaving marks that I was more than happy to keep.

"Fuck! Oh, fuck, Anna!" Tifa screamed as I slammed into with renewed speed and strength.

''Tifa! You feel so good!'' I grunted. All I could do was moan as I drilled harder and faster, completely lost with intense urges. I watched her breasts bounce with every thrust. They were too enticing to ignore, and remembering how much she enjoyed the attention they received before, I figured it would feel twice as good for her now that her shirt wasn't an issue. I leaned down and flicked my tongue over the erect nub. Her nails dug deeper into my back upon contact. I kissed and licked and sucked her full globes before I pulled her nipples with my teeth, gently as I could while still fucking her.

I was rocking her world...and probably the bar too with the intensity of my thrusts. Her back arched and her toes curled. For her first time, she was doing incredible, but she wasn't going to last much longer, and seeing her reach the sweetest bliss imaginable filled my heart with joy and was bringing me to my own release once again. I had to wait until she was satisfied first. I could see the stars in her beautiful eyes as they widened, and her body quivered with intense pleasure, feeling her wetness dampen my cock and thighs. As she rode out her orgasm, I pulled out from her and not long after, thick strands of my cum splattered over her body.

We collapsed and I gave her a chance to relax, laying down next to her, wrapping my arms around her and holding her warmly as we embraced.

I felt her run her hand up and down my back. ''I'm going to need to clean up before I open.''

I nodded. ''I need to head home. My mom will wonder where I am as I haven't texted her. I should probably text my friend too, tell him that I'm still alive.''

Tifa shakily got up to retrieve a cloth, cleaning herself over before adjusting her clothes and handing me the cloth. ''Don't be afraid to come around sometime.''

''I won't.'' I said, cleaning myself up. ''I need to come back to pay for that chocolate shake.''

''I'll put it on your tab.'' She winked.

XXX

I walked home feeling rejuvenated. Not only because I spent the afternoon with an amazing woman, but because of the new sense of confidence I was feeling. Strong and confident. I don't need my doubts holding me back. I don't need Hans holding me back. I want to do things my way and be the person that I want to be. I'm happy with who I am and where I'm at right now. It was nice to feel that way. All it took was me having a harem to realize that.

Did I just admit to having a harem?

I entered my house. ''Mom, I'm home!''

''Hi honey.'' I heard my mom calling me from the kitchen. ''There's a surprise waiting for you upstairs.''

''Really? What's the...'' I didn't get to finish my question when I walked into the kitchen. My curiosity was replaced with worry when I saw my mom standing on one of the counters to reach something on the very top shelf. The way her foot was teetering on the very edge had me panicking. ''Mom, be careful.''

''Don't worry.'' She reassured me, though she didn't even seem convinced. ''The chair broke earlier so I needed to improvise, and I didn't want to bother...''

Suddenly, she had dangled herself a little too close to the end of the counter and I could see her ready to fall. I leapt into action, holding my arms out and catching her just in the nick of time. Mom gasped in shock and instinctively wrapped her arms around my shoulders to hold me. Although I was strong enough to hold her, I didn't have the best position to keep her above me, so I rolled over to take the force of the fall and she landed on top of me.

I groaned and tried to get my racing heart back down to normal speed. I felt something shift on top of me. ''Oh my God, Anna are you alright?'' I heard mom asking me, her voice filled with concern.

''Don't worry about me. Are you okay?'' I asked.

She sighed with relief. ''Yes thanks to you. I...''

We both froze. The realization of what position we were in suddenly dawned on us both. I was lying with my back on the kitchen floor, with my mom sitting on top of me. Her lap right above a certain area that was already beginning to harden. As if that wasn't bad enough, I had a pretty great view of her cleavage just about hidden under her top above my face, and worst of all...from the way I caught her, one of my hands had found its way to cupping her backside. Though she was wearing trousers, I had a good firm feel of her ass cheek.

I was frozen on the spot and so was she, staring down at me, lost for words.

Then, another voice cried out. ''Mom! What's...'' Elsa darted into the kitchen, stopping in and staring at mom and I. ''Anna?''

''Elsa?'' I gasped. ''What are you doing here?''

Mom smiled bashfully. ''Remember that surprise I said was waiting for you upstairs? Your sister is visiting, and she brought guests.''

''Guests?''

Before I could react, two other people ran into the kitchen, standing next to Elsa. My throat clenched when I saw Merida and Rapunzel were with her, and they also were looking at me as I still had my mom straddling me with one of my hands still planted over her butt.

''Did we interrupt something?'' Merida joked trying to defuse the situation, though that earned a sharp glare from Elsa. While Rapunzel pursed her lips, not wanting to add another comment to that statement considering what she knew about my feelings.

My mind was a blur as I somehow found myself standing back up along with my mom, our bodies no longer in contact with each other. ''I was clumsy. I tried to get a bowl from the top shelf and fell off the counter. Luckily Anna was here to catch me.''

''What?'' Elsa took a step closer to her. ''Mom are you okay?''

''Don't worry. I'm fine.'' She patted herself down and stepped aside. ''Don't let me distract you. You four get ready and have a nice time out.''

''Time out?'' I squeaked, still trying to get my thoughts back on track after the closeness I just experienced with mom.

''Aye,'' Merida said. ''The three of us got together and decided to plan a double date to the movies.''

A double date? Me, Elsa, Rapunzel and Merida going to the movies together? My mind was not on track anymore, it was veering off course and into a rubble of sinful thoughts. Come on Anna. Strong and confident remember? A trip to the movies sounds nice, and it might actually help get my thoughts of this mommy situation.

Even if I have a pretty strong feeling I know what's about to happen later on, and I couldn't wait.

''Sounds like fun.''

XXX

Hello! I hope that this chapter was good. I know that Tifa has been requested for a very long time but a number of people so I wanted to make sure this chapter was as good as possible. Did you enjoy the smut? And how are you also enjoying Anna's development? I am more comfortable with writing smut, but I don't want to just have this story be lemon only, I want to thank everyone for all their support by giving you the best possible story I can write. I hope that I'm doing a good job so far.

Before I forget, there is still a poll going on my profile to choose a story you'd like to see me write. Remember you have 6 choices. If you have already chosen, you can maybe get some of your friends to vote if there are any stories that tickle their fancy or share the stories between fandoms to help this story reach a bigger audience. I want to deliver the best stories I possibly can for so many characters that I love.

I also wanted to add a little Anna x Iduna moment too. I don't want to rush them, but some kinky moments sprinkled in I thought would be nice.

The next chapter is the big one. Number 50. I didn't think this story would reach that number. Thank you all so much. I want to thank you by giving you one that I know a lot of people have been waiting for. Anna x Elsa x Merida x Rapunzel. I want to write the best chapter ever. It'll be the longest one so far. It'll be the smutest one so far. I know this because it's almost finished. I wanted to give myself a head start so that I could prepare it and you wouldn't have to wait as long. In fact, I'm about to do something that I haven't done before, I'm giving you a release date.

Sunday July 14th is when chapter 50 will be released. Mark your calanders and be prepared.