Tifa Takeover - Tifa TGpov (Patreon)

(Ending is a WIP let me know your ideas if you have something better.)

“Yes!” you shouted with a pump of your fist.

You couldn’t help yourself. It was about time Drey was finally going to write a Tifa TG! 

You stared at the poll on your phone that preordained the coming story, and laid your head back against your pillow. Your eyes were heavy from the many passed hours of the day, and you let your mind drift, as it often did, to how it might feel like to become a babe like Tifa… 

Of course, it wouldn’t be a willing thing, even if you were okay with the end result. You would much prefer if there were some panic involved and stakes to go along with it. Like maybe you’d be doing something, somewhere, in front of a bunch of people, and suddenly find yourself slowly transforming into her… tingles racing across your body… softening your skin while you notice your body hair start to plink off to leave the plush skin completely exposed for your fingers to touch. 

Your breath escaped shakily as you thought about it. You could imagine the transformation feeding into a growing lust that triggered adverse reactions across your body. Shorter arms, longer legs, narrower shoulders, thin fingers topped with perfectly shaped nails… It was crazy to imagine how much of you could change, even though that was only the tip of the iceberg…

…

“Alright… time for bed.” You groaned, breaking from your mind and adjusting the blatant erection in your pants. You were too tired to continue thinking, suddenly nodding off mid-thought. There’d be time to think of all that later when you weren’t so exhausted, then you’d really take care of yourself, but until then…

YAWN 

You were better off just hitting the lights and going to bed.

…………

“Engh…” 

You stirred as the grating sound of your morning alarm rang loudly… and abruptly hit snooze.

Your eyes were hardly open, and it was a struggle to keep them that way, but you were awake… kind of. You teetered between states of consciousness, struggling to break from either.

‘C’mooon sleepy head~’ A sweet sing-songy voice called. 

Oh, you were hearing things now… Must’ve fallen… back asleep… 

The second blare of your alarm startled you awake, your body spazzing as you shot up in your bed. Ok, you were awake now. Rubbing your eyes, you turned off your alarm and swung off the side of your bed, making sure to grab a towel as you walked to the bathroom to get ready for the day.

What did you even have to do today? Work, obviously, but any important tasks? You let the warm drops of water splash against your face as you think, and remember your team was having a meeting right at the start of the work day, but that was really it. Not too bad. 

You sigh as you get out of the shower and towel off; wrapping the towel around your hips, you head for your closet to grab your fanciest… uhh… white tanktop and leather skirt? 

“What the hell is this?!” You shout as you move hangers aside to find copies of the same outfit on every hanger, and it wasn’t lost on you who exactly the outfits belonged to. 

“Why are all my clothes Tifa fucking lockhearts stuff?!” 

‘It’s becauuuse you’re supposed to be me, silly,’ a voice from behind said softly.

You gasped, as you weren’t expecting an answer, and spun around to find nobody but your empty bedroom. 

You got nervous, a twinge of nauseousness slipping in as some of your wildest dreams would begin this way, followed by a very arousing bodily change… Aghh, but there was no time for that! You had work, a life to live, and all that stuff! 

“Listen, can we do this later?! I’ve got stuff to do today.”

You braced yourself for a voice from nowhere, your heart pounding as you waited for a response…

“Hello?” 

…Nothing.

Maybe you were losing it, but the clothes in your closet were still all skirts and tanktops so… maybe not. Whatever the case, you still needed to get dressed, and with your usual wardrobe gone, you’d have to wear something from your– shit… Even your dirty clothes were skirts and tanktops. This is so fucked! You clutch your head as your mind races for a solution so you won’t be late for work, and… DING, yeah… that should work.

………

You hurry into your office building after getting dressed in your car. It was a good thing that online ordering and curbside pickup were a thing now, otherwise you’d have been completely screwed. 

You sighed deeply, trying to brush wrinkles out of the new long-sleeved button-down and black pants as you entered the building, your brain drifting into work mode as you did your best to compose yourself on the way to your cube. You couldn’t help but linger on the events of the morning as you passed and waved to Barry (a work friend) in his own cube. 

“Hey! Ready for the meeting this morning?” He called after you.

You stopped in your tracks and popped back around. “Yeah, I’m ready.” 

“I heard they were going to be giving out bonuses to everyone,” Barry said excitedly, adjusting the glasses on his face. 

“Oh, that’s cool,” You said, scratching your head, your thoughts slipping back to the events of the morning, not realizing your roots were in the midst of inking themselves black. “That would be nice to get…” 

“So, what’s goin' on with you? You seem a little out of it.” 

Caught… You were never really good at hiding your bothered look, and you couldn’t bring yourself to tell Barry exactly what had you shaken up…

“Ehhh, I dunno… I kind of had some weird paranormal stuff happen to me this morning. Swore I heard someone talking to me.” You told him, leaving out the part about all your clothes being switched for Tifa gear. 

“Whoa! Holy shit, dude, what’d it say?” Barry asked, intrigued.

“I don’t know. It was kind of hard to hear, haha…” ‘You’re supposed to be me,’ Tifa’s words floated through your head as you lied…

“Whew man… scary stuff. I had some ghost stuff happen to me when I was younger, it was–”

“Guys. The meeting’s about to start,” One of your co-workers said, giving you a pat on the back as he walked by. You returned your attention back to Barry to hear the rest of his story, but you could tell the meeting took precedence for him. 

“I’ll tell you after the meeting. It’s a crazy story,” he assured. 

You gave him an affirmative nod as you both headed toward the meeting room and adjusted the sleeves of your shirt, which were riding up a little. 

As you approached the meeting room, you could hear chatter from a handful of individuals– random conversation about sports, children, and projects… You entered and found an empty seat with Barry near the door, behind almost everyone else, doing your best to get comfortable as your riding sleeves continued to irritate you. You silently lamented the loss of your old wardrobe as you popped the sleeves open and rolled them into a bunch in the crux of your arm, abruptly hearing the clap of your boss's hands through the conversation as he hushed the room. 

“Hello, team! As you all know, it’s time for our bi-annual general meeting, but this one’s special…” 

You did your best to tune in, but man, did you hate meetings…   

‘So… ’ Your heart started to pound the moment you heard her, the nausea already settling in as her next words gave you something to really panic about. ‘You wanted it to be in front of people, right?’ 

There was so little time to react, your scalp like a faucet as strands of hair were volumized and started to flow like water around your head. You stayed quiet and stood up as quickly as you could, your first steps headed directly for the door as your growing mass of hair hit and broke around your shoulders. 

You were out the door in seconds, your lengthened hair blowing behind you as it poured down your back down to your ass, your hands reaching to grab and bring locks of silky black hair in front of your face. You didn’t dare stop, your quick walk turning into a jog as resistance from your hair caused it to billow behind you. 

“Nughhhhh…”

Tifa’s voice giggled softly as your pace slowed, your cock inexplicably stiffening as it grew tight against your pants. You moaned and gasped as your knees grew weak and stumbled for the support of a nearby wall, your hard cock only half the story as slow phantom strokes debilitated your progress forward with bursts of pleasure that made your guts churn. 

“Ohhh god~” You shuddered, trying to continue to make progress toward the exit with wiggly knees, noticing that your rolled-up sleeves had lost their bunch and were now just that short, and getting shorter. 

“Please just let me get home for this,” you begged quietly, noticing the buttons on the front of your shirt falling to the floor, serving no purpose on a shirt that had no opening to hold closed, the button-down now solid as the sleeves crept up past your biceps. 

“Hey, are you okay, Miss?!” a familiar voice called from behind, confusing you for an ‘in distress’ woman… no doubt on account of your long hair as you stopped in your tracks and held your hands over your throbbing crotch, hearing his steps close in on you. 

“Barry, help me get to my car!” you shouted, not wanting him to find out who you were on his own. 

“What? Dude, is that you?!” You heard his confusion in his footsteps even before he asked, and you simply nodded, hanging your head so that you could hide your face behind Tifa’s silky black mane. 

You groaned as another bout of pleasure rocked your body, the hem of your shirt feeling a little short as it scrunched just barely over the waistband of your pants, your sleeves already a thing of the past as you felt your soft hair brush against your exposed arms. “I can’t explain, just help me…” you whimpered, holding your arm out so he could help you along.

Barry slung your arm over his shoulder without a word and helped you trudge outside, the gentle stroke making it almost unmanageable as every step made you shudder in pleasured weakness, but you eventually made it to your car…

“Are you going to be okay?” Barry asked as you unlocked your car door and threw yourself into the driver's seat, your body writhing as you try to get comfortable sitting in tightening pants whose legs were already halfway to your knees.

‘Oh, he’s nice…’ 

“Iiii’ll be fine~,” you moaned. “Iiiiii don’t live tooooooohoh– far away… so I should make it~.”

You tried to force a smile as your legs were suddenly pulled together for a moment, the cloth merging into one piece and opening as it turned into a rubbery leather skirt, the indents pushing in to make it pleated as you looked down in a panic. 

“Ohahhhhh! I’ve gotta go!” You said quickly, feeling your underwear starting to soften and shrink around your throbbing manhood, the breeziness of the skirt doing you no favors as you slam the door and fire up the car. You look in your rearview mirror to see your manly face framed with silky black hair and flecks of red mixed into your irises– a bewildering sight that freaked as well as excited you… you needed to get home! 

The car barks at you to put on your seatbelt as you speed away, the dings only making the situation more dire as you’re forced to stop at a red light, your feet being smothered by the chunky red boots that were forming from your previous footwear, the collars growing high on your ankles as you feel the weight on the soles grow.

“Teeeeefa~! Please stop this!” Your hips ground into your seat as you gripped the leather steering wheel hard enough that it felt like some of the material came off on your hands, the slick consistency sticking to your skin as you lifted your hands to see black spreading over your palms. You desperately picked at the spreading material, helpless as it coated your hands and the bottom half of your fingers, continuing to grow up your arms as the light turned green. You didn’t notice the light, too concerned with the gloves climbing your arms as they passed the crux of your elbow and tightened halfway up your bicep. 

HONK!  

‘Better hurry up, I don’t know if a car is where you’ll want to be once you really start to become me…’        

Two suspenders suddenly lept from your waist, wrapping around your shoulders and hooking up to the back of your skirt as you started to feel the gentle caress of your socks rising up your legs.   

‘That’s the last thing~’ Tifa sang, ‘better huuuurrrry~’ 

You yelled in frustration and hit the gas, your stomach starting to churn and your fingers beginning to itch. One look in the rearview mirror showed the desperate furrow of your brow, your eyes now fully a deep red like Tifa’s. You were almost home, your socks at your knees, and continuing to climb as you pulled onto your street.

POP!

“Ehhahhh!” you screamed as one of your fingers flew off the steering wheel, the finger stretching at the knuckle as it slendered and thinned to a decidedly feminine point. You had to hurry! The stockings crept up your thighs, the fabric gently squeezing as they neared their final location! 

You swung your car into a parking spot as you reached your building and exited as fast as you could, holding the skirt to your groin as you stumbled your way into your building with your black hair blowing behind you… 

…The stockings squeezed your mid-thigh as you reached your door while you fumbled for your keys… 

‘Time’s up~’

You suddenly couldn’t get your hands to stop shaking, your fingers cracking off the keys as they were turned skinny and feminine, the keys falling from your grip completely as you were shocked watching your palms be squished petite.

“Dooohhh shiiiiiit~!” 

The mild stroking you’d been feeling blisters in speed, your groin being rubbed like someone was trying to jerk you off as you moan loudly and hit the ground.    

You scramble to pick up your keys, scooping them from the floor as your nimble fingers easily find and stick the correct one into the lock. Gasping in relief, you fall inside and kick the door closed, your body alighting with tingles as your balls tighten, and your cock grows out from the top of your panties. 

“Sooohh this is what you mehhhhn’t ahhhhhnnn~!” 

Your hips heave and buck as you try to keep yourself propped up against the floor, your forearms constricting as they’re wrung thin, your biceps shrinking as the smooth deflation rode its way to your shoulders.

“Nnnnghhh mmmy materiaaahhh” CRACK! CRACK! 

‘Whyyy did I call them that!?’

Your orbs puckered against your groin as you cringed at the feeling and choice of words while your wide shoulders broke themselves narrow.

Your lithe arms shook trying to keep you upright, your legs and hips shifting as you tried to resist the sensation of your materia trying to slide themselves into another slot. 

You grunted and moaned as your materia grated against themselves, both trying to re-slot at the same time as each failed attempt made you thinner– your pecs deflating, the skin tightening against your ribcage as your stomach convulsed and pulled in. 

“Pleeeahhhhs I- I’m gonna cum!” you screamed, the quick stroking inching you to climax as you clenched hard to hold on. You panted through the pleasure, your toes curling as you felt a few of them pop in your boots, followed by your soles as a reverberating crunch was sent through both of your calves. 

‘I like your spirit, but what if I do… this~.’ 

You gasped as pressure mounted on one of your materia like a thumb pushing on a grape.

Your hips bucked trying to get Tifa’s thumb off, your body thrashing as the materia half sunk inside. Your body loosened in reaction, the resistance already squirting from your cock as your voice cracked an octave up while you screamed. 

POP

With another forceful press, your materia was reslotted, popping into your body with a pleasurable, cock bursting thunk that had your hips bucking streams of cum into your leather skirt, which it thirstily absorbed. 

‘There. Better, wouldn’t you say?’       

A shuddered moan in a higher register was your only response, your body shivering in orgasmic release as you watched your left arm sleeve glow red, the black pushing out a hard red-plated material that coated the entire sleeve. 

“Nnnnuhh~”

You could feel your skinny arms swell slightly, your propped-up position becoming easier to maintain as your stats rapidly increased with the newly slotted materia… It did feel better…–No! 

You pushed the thought out as your abdominals firmed, your shifting knees sliding across your carpet as you tried to crawl away. 

‘Stiiiiill resisting…’

Your remaining materia puckered simply hearing her voice, your cock throbbing in anticipation as your body echoed the intense pleasure that rocked you only moments ago… you whined as you continued your slow crawl, your body aching for additional stats as your nipples throb and lower half shudders, the remaining piece of materia sucking to your groin to stop you in your tracks. 

‘Hehe, I guess not.’   

“I-I a–! ahhhhhhughh~!” You tried to protest but found the words caught behind the sensation of your materia pulling into you, your sac sliding against it as the little orb was gradually worked in.  

POP

Your hips jerked as the orgasm hit with another successful reslot, more cum splattering against the inside of your leather skirt as you moaned loudly, your voice careening to Tifa’s sweet pitch as your nipples thrust against your tanktop and your groin split, the remnants of your sac reforming to something more suited toward the Tifa you were becoming. 

“Nnghhh noooo” You pawed at your chest, feeling a gentle squish of the added fat as your cock was suddenly wrenched at, dragged toward your forming slit with a pleasurable tug. 

“Aghhhahhh~ please! My dick~” Your moans followed the tugs as you felt each lost inch slide against the soft waistband of your panties.

You could only gasp lewdly as the inches slinked away, each one lost like a small orgasm that fucked another inch of depth into your forming tunnel, your folds twitching as your dick finally slipped back inside your panties. You knew that was only the beginning of the end, your writhing hips bouncing as your cock pulled even smaller and shorter, your tits jiggling with another influx of fat as they protruded from your chest a little more. 

“Nnnngghhhhhahhhhh!~” 

Your back arches, your rear lifting as the last bit of your cock begins to be slurped into your wet folds, the feeling of it sucking inside making you clench your thighs together as the last bit of it gratingly pulls its way inside you.

Your screams and movement make your chest wiggle as more stats pour to your person, your body aching to receive them as your pussy gushes in ecstasy.

Your thighs and ass suddenly clench, the skin gurgling as the thigh highs emphasize the sudden bulge of fat that just entered while your butt cheeks escaped just a tad from the panties that held them.

You groan as the pleasurable filling of your thighs and ass takes place, Tifa whispering that you were so close to being her as you feel your legs growing round and meaty, bulging into the tight stockings and bloating above them.

Your inner thighs quickly hit with a soft clap, the outer parts jiggling as your ass grows, the skin stretching as wobbly flesh fills it. 

“ahhhhhh~ soooo biiiiiggg~” 

You feel your ass cheeks swallow your panties, your quivering body making them shake as you feel the telltale stretch of leather, the growing weight stopping before they became completely uncontainable by your skirt.

You could feel your Tifa tendencies growing and stretched forward… Cobra, you were pretty sure the stretch was called, as you moaned, enjoying all the added stats that filled your lower half.

The stretch really hit your hips, the tension close to breaking as you pushed hard to relieve them of all that pressure…

CRUNCH

 You squealed as they burst wide, your new thighs and ass jiggling with the pleasing reverberation. You panted and moaned, the weakness leaving your body as you shakily got to your feet, the newly acquired weight on your legs and behind sloshing around in your tight clothes as you breathed only to have your chest pleasurably bounce forward another cup size.

More stats?! God, your level was so high!  

“Ahhhhhh!”

You teetered forward in your chunky boots, your hands squishing into your breasts as you heaved them together, staring down into cleavage that made you blush. You’d never turned yourself on before, and now the feeling of it was very different, the soft bags you were squishing in your hands making the wetness between your thighs grow, a deep throb inside sending tingles to your incredibly hard and prominent nipples. 

“Shhhiiiiiittttt mnnnnnn~” 

You couldn’t help yourself and tweaked one, the sensitivity making you moan loudly as your jaw clenched and crunched, the feeling masked by the heat that was permeating through your cheeks, though it did feel smaller, one of your delicate hands wandering from your tits to poke your rounded jaw. Your touch only managed to make you cringe as your face suddenly undulated with the contact, your cheeks puffing round as your cheekbones rose, your nose undergoing an extreme vibration before letting out a devastating crunch as it was sucked from your view to a much smaller button. 

“WHAAAAAA OHHHHH!~”

GSH!

Your chest heaved as your tits were suddenly filled with another rush of fat, blowing up from your chest like a couple of massive squishy balloons that blocked your lower body from view, all while the sensations that were plaguing your face continued. You needed to get a handle on something, so of course, you chose your chest, the things heavy and jiggling wildly from their latest growth. Your lips mashed lustfully as your hands did the same, the big melons somehow even more sensitive as the feelings they were giving you made your lips quiver.

You stifled a moan and pursed your lips, the thin things warbling before swelling to a sensual pout as your eyes fluttered, the lashes darkening as they grew long, the flutter turning into more of a bat as your face became the epitome of beauty with the slight slant your growing eyes took, your bushy eyebrows a thing of the past as they pulled thin. 

“Fuuuuhhhhhkkk!~ Mnnnnnn~” You found the nearest wall and slid down to a crouch, your hands working their way past your breasts to press gingerly on the moist pair of lips between your thighs.

You moaned, your slim feminine fingers working their way under the band as your own touch made you squeal, your mind going blank for a moment as everything you knew became everything Tifa knew because that's who you– 

“Ahhhhhhnn!! Nnnnnghhh!!~” You clutched your head with your free hand as you tried to remain yourself, your fingers still toying outside your folds as you held them from going any deeper. 

‘You want to be me, don’t you?’

 “Ha ahnnnghh, I-I…Ahhhhhnn~” Hearing your sweet voice sync with the one in your head made your fingers slip, your hips bucking as they sunk a little further inside. You swore something important was just erased, but you couldn’t put your finger on it. Of course, it was hard to think with how horny you were, you should really stop teasing yourself and just– 

“N-no!! Ahn~ Ahn~” 

You were drooling, your resistance faltering as more of you started to slip. Your n-name was Tifa a-and… You couldn’t help but feel like that wasn’t right, your pussy distracting you as your fingers slipped in a little more, your eyes rolling back as you started to bounce on your fingers like they were some dude's cock. The remaining experience was flowing in, Level 99 only a few more thrusts away as your fingers pumped you with it, the aggressive schlicking mixing with your moans as your pussy clenched, your entire body tensing as you came out anything that wasn’t Tifa.

“KYAAAHHHHHHH AHhhh ah…~”

Tifa’s moans tapered off as her strong legs shook from the climax, a satisfied coo one of the only things she could manage as she recovered.

“Mmmm, that was nice,” Tifa said panting, her hair clinging to her sweaty face as she brushed it away with her free hand. “Now that I have a real body, I can open an actual bar… but I will miss Cloud and everyone… Maybe I can get that Drey guy to bring them here too…”