Tifa’s Big Bovine Breeding (Final Fantasy VII)

Tifa’s Big Bovine Breeding (Final Fantasy VII)

A/N: Tifa's Big Bovine Breeding was a commissioned one shot originally written back in June of 2021. Posting it up here and now for people to enjoy!

Summary: In which our favorite big boobed barista gets bred by a big bovine bitch breaker.

Themes: Monster Sex, Mind Break, Breeding

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The situation was about as bad as it could get. Looking around herself at the rest of her comrades, all laid out on the ground in defeat, Tifa swallows thickly, knowing that they're all thoroughly in over their heads. It was just supposed to be another monster fight. Sure, none of them had ever encountered a minotaur before. The hulking creature was a figure right out of legends.

But when they'd come across him, they'd thought they could handle it all the same. With their camaraderie and their teamwork, surely, they would prevail, right? Wrong... so very wrong. Tifa herself was exhausted beyond belief at this point, the beautiful young woman feeling a bone-deep weariness in her body. She was barely standing, while everyone else was already downed. Worse still...

The minotaur had Cloud. Standing there as if he already knew he was triumphant, the monstrous beast has a hoof pressing down on Cloud's skull, ready to pop the downed warrior's head like a grape... and yet, not actually going through with it. Instead, the minotaur stares at her in silence, a terrifying intelligence in his eyes, as if he's waiting to see her next move.

Beyond a shadow of a doubt, Tifa knows that if she moves to attack here, Cloud will be dead. She can't fight back, not anymore. The minotaur has a hostage, and her only choice is to hope that she's not mistaking the intelligence she sees in his eyes for some sadistic primal instinct to play with his food. Dropping her fists, Tifa puts her palms out in abject surrender as she begs for mercy.

"W-Wait! Please... don't kill him. We're sorry if we intruded upon your territory. It wasn't our intention to make a ruckus or disturb you! If you'll let me take my friends and go, I promise we'll never bother you again!"

Tifa feels dumb even as she suggests that. It's not like they tried diplomacy to begin with, now did they? From the moment the mythological monster had shown up, they'd attacked rather than trying to talk it out. Not that any of them had suspected they even COULD talk it out, for even a moment. Still, the minotaur seems to consider her words for a moment, or at least doesn't use his hoof to crush Cloud's skull.

Finally, he steps over Cloud, removing his hooves from the downed blond warrior and walking over to where Tifa is standing. Red eyes wide, the young brawler swallows nervously. Part of her wants to try and strike now that Cloud isn't in danger... but no, if her and all of her friends together couldn't beat him, there was no way she alone could do it. Especially not when he'd healed all of the wounds they'd managed to inflict upon him, seeming to have some sort of regeneration that made chipping away at him until he was dead an impossibility.

Tifa was dexterous enough to be able to dodge a lot of his blows, but if she couldn't do enough damage to hurt him and take him down for the count, that didn't matter, now did it? And so, the bar hostess swallows thickly and tries her best to relax her stance, completely surrendering or at least attempting to present something to that effect for the minotaur now looming over her.

"W-We can give you tribute, if you want. I don't... anything we have, i-it's yours! Just please, let us leave in peace..."

He just snorts, the exhale of breath from his massive nostrils washing over her as Tifa stands there, still as a statue, afraid to offend or insult or do anything that might cause the hulking monster to attack again. As unoffensive as she's trying to appear, her guard is completely down... which is why there's nothing she can do but react after the fact when the minotaur suddenly reaches out and tears her top right off her body.

RIIIIIP!

"O-Oh!"

Tifa's hands immediately raise to cover her impressively massive mammaries. His huge fingers hadn't just turn off her white tank top, they'd gone further than that and ripped through her sports bra as well. The very same sports bra that the young brawler uses to keep her big ole titties from getting in the way when she fights. Compressing her breasts down to a more manageable size has been something Tifa has done for a long time, as if she didn't, they'd be flying everywhere whenever she had to throw a punch or do a spin kick.

But now the top and sports bra have both been destroyed, revealing the true size of her incredibly impressive rack. When Tifa tries to cover her tits, she doesn't even do that good of a job with how big they are compared to her gloved hands... and besides that, the minotaur growls and bats her hands away, gently enough that he doesn't dislocate her arms or something when he does so, but sharply enough to make his meaning clear.

"I-I see. This... this is what you want then?"

Rather than answer verbally, the Minotaur reaches out and grabs one of her tits with one of his large bestial hands, easily palming her massive mammary like she might an orange or an apple, such is the size difference. Where her hands couldn't even cover her own chest, he easily grabs one up and begins to mold her breast flesh, playing with it with ease and drawing a whimpering moan from Tifa as she... props up her tits for him to do as he likes with.

It's not as if the young woman has any other choice. This isn't some guy who'd had too much to drink back at Seventh Heaven. Those, Tifa would just knock their lights out and drag them out back to sleep it off in the dumpster. This minotaur, however, could easily kill her and all of her friends without a second thought. She had to do whatever possible to... to appease him.

"G-Go ahead then. Play with them to your heart's content. W-We really are sorry for trespassing. I'm sorry for... f-for intruding upon your privacy."

The minotaur still doesn't verbally respond, and Tifa isn't sure he CAN speak their language at first. Until finally, his massive cock begins to rise from betwixt his furred legs, revealing the true size of his member was definitely proportionate to the size of the minotaur himself. Towering above her, his cock is actually level with her chest as she stares down at it in abject horror. How... how is she going to handle that?

"Suck."

It's the first thing that the monster has said so far, and yet... it's certainly decisive. Swallowing thickly, looking between the minotaur's face and his flared cockhead, Tifa gulps.

"O-Okay..."

Leaning forward, she does her best to wrap her lips around his dick tip, taking the flared cockhead into her mouth with great difficulty, but managing to do more than she expected all the same. Running her tongue across his glans, she whimpers as he places his other hand atop her head, still molesting and kneading her breasts with the first.

Bobbing up and down his cock isn't easy. He's far too big for her, but Tifa finds she's capable of handling more than she previously thought. Her jaw strains dangerously, and she gags a bit as his cockhead hits the back of her throat... but she can't go any further than that as it is. He's just too damn big, a fucking thick-ass cylinder of a cock, all the way from one end to the other.

"Mmmngh!"

Eyes watering, Tifa looks up, trying to see if she can make eye contact with the minotaur so he'll recognize her plight, but his massive arm is in the way, his fingers braced on all sides of her skull as he growls lustfully. In that growl, Tifa reads the obvious... this is not enough. He wants more, and if she doesn't give it to him, who knows what he'll do with her and the others.

Thinking fast, the big-breasted brawler eventually comes up with an idea. Pushing upwards on the bottom of her breasts, she lifts them until the soft mammaries touch the underside of his cock. Letting out a surprised noise through his flaring nostrils, the minotaur grunts and let's go of the tit he's been molesting finally, allowing Tifa to properly raise her chest up and wrap her rack around his shaft.T/his chapter is updated by nov(ê(l)biin.co/m

His hand leaves her head at that, and she's finally able to look up at him as she pops her spread mouth off of the head of his cock for a moment to give him a tentative smile as she begins to run her breasts up and down his monstrous shaft.

"L-Like that? I thought you might. My big fat breasts, wrapped around your throbbing c-cock..."

"W-Wait, no-!"

But it's too late. The minotaur lifts her up... and then drops her back down again, starting a stand and carry fuck right there in the middle of his lair. The first drop slams against Tifa's cervix, choking her and taking the air out of her lungs as she gurgles shamefully. The second drop goes right through the cervix, leaving the minotaur to finally invade her womb as he impales her to the base of his massive titanic cock, the shape of his huge length clearly outlined in Tifa's taut, toned body as he holds her aloft.

Then he begins to really bounce her, and that's when Tifa breaks. She can't help it, no woman was meant to experience such pleasure, no human was made to endure such ecstasy. Her eyes roll back in her head and her tongue lolls out of her mouth for a bit, but physically, she recovers quite quickly and is even capable of speech within ten minutes. Mentally... she'll probably never be the same.

"Y-Yes! Yes, yes, yes! More... g-give me more of your big fat cock! Fill me with it! I want it! I want your dick! I don't care if it kills me! DO IT! POUND MY PUSSY INTO THE SHAPE OF YOUR COCK!"

The no-nonsense bar hostess of the Seventh Heaven acts like a total slut for the minotaur as he continues to ram her down onto his dick, fucking her womb directly and using it as a bit of a meat condom as it stretches and wraps around his flared cockhead. Beyond a shadow of a doubt, he's ruining her for any normal human man, and ruining every normal human man for her at the exact same time. Tifa will never be able to enjoy a cock again, and no average sized cock will be able to enjoy her pussy, now that it's being reshaped into a proper cocksleeve for the minotaur.

But that's okay, because he has no intention of letting her go... and the newly broken Tifa Lockhart has no intentions of trying to leave.

"You're destroying me! Your big fat dick is wrecking my tight little pussy! Stretch me out you beast! Ruin me with your cock!"

The minotaur does exactly that for some time more, with Tifa crying out and singing his praises all the while, until finally the two cum together, Tifa reaching one final mind-bending orgasm as she feels the minotaur positively FILL her womb with his seed and then some. Her once chiseled abs and taut abdomen balloon outwards, distending massively from the sheer amount of seed that he pumps into her.

It leaves a singular thought in her head as Tifa comes down from the latest pleasure high and the minotaur slowly lifts her off of his cock. Turning around to face him, she manages an extremely high kick that takes the unsuspecting monster right in the chest, knocking him over onto his back. Of course, before he can respond in violence to her sudden display of violence, Tifa hops on top of him... and happily impales herself once more on his messy member.

"We're not done yet, you and me! I-If you're going to just... take me back to your lair and have your way with me, t-then you have to take responsibility, husband!"

The minotaur grunts at that, looking up at her with those intelligent eyes, even as Tifa begins to ride him, bouncing her fat ass up and down on his even fatter cock.

"W-We aren't stopping until... until you knock me up, you got it? You... you can do that, right? Breed me? You better be able to, buster! F-Fuck this feels soooo good~"

Eyes rolling around in her skull, Tifa shudders in abject ecstasy for a moment. The minotaur doesn't answer her question verbally, but he does reach up and grab her by the hips, driving her down onto his cock and making her go absolutely wild for a second before she's able to recover and give him a rosy-cheeked grin from on high.

"Hehe, I'll take that as a yes! Give it to me, hubby! Give me your dick! Give me your seed! I want you to knock me up right here and now! I wanna be bred by your big fat minotaur cock!"

Anyone who knew Tifa Lockhart would be shocked and dismayed to see how far and how fast she was falling. But none of those people were around, and Tifa couldn't bring herself to care anymore. Part of it was the minotaur cum in her belly, part of it was the minotaur cock in her cunt. In the end, all that mattered was getting more of this beautiful dick... and slowly growing heavy with her new mate's children.

Seemingly agreeing with the sentiment, the minotaur uses his grip on her hips to help her ride him fast and hard. Gasping and groaning, Tifa spends the entire time egging him on, begging him for more of his dick, begging him to seed her and breed her right then and there. She cums who knows how many times on his cock, orgasming again and again and losing a bit more of herself each and every time. It's so much easier just being this, instead of being who she was before. It's so much easier being a minotaur's fuck toy, cum dump, and broodmare.

When he starts getting close, Tifa is startled to realize that after just two times, she can actually tell. He's about to cum, his cock is throbbing and pulsating with the buildup, and she can sense his balls churning every time her backside smacks into his nuts with every downward stroke. Speeding up her riding, Tifa's eyes might as well have hearts in them as she leans forward, offering the minotaur her massive tits to suck and slurp at.

"Give it to me baby! Give me your seed! Breed me! FUCKING BREEEEED MEEEEE!"

He cums inside of her a moment later, and the two of them experience pure nirvana with one another as he fills her with yet another huge load. By the time he's done, Tifa looks like she's already seven months pregnant. Even though she's not, she still passes out atop his chest with a smile on her face and a hand on her gravid, distended, cum-filled belly...

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Three months later, the woman formerly known as Tifa Lockhart hums to herself as she continues to make some new clothing, having to constantly adjust what she's making as her belly grows larger day by day.

Luckily, she doesn't have to wait much longer for her 'husband' to come back to her, as the minotaur enters his lair a second later, a massive deer over his shoulders, a fresh kill. Getting to her feet, Tifa lets out a little cheer and claps happily at the sight, causing her massive tits and her three months pregnant belly to bounce and jiggle at the same time.

"Oh, what a magnificent kill, hubby! Look at that gorgeous specimen! Bring it over here and we'll get all ready to cook it up~"

Grunting, the minotaur does exactly that. Of course, before she does anything regarding the deer, Tifa turns to her husband as soon as he's deposited his kill and drops to her knees, beaming as she grabs ahold of and begins to tug at his massive, hardening cock.

"But first... I have to give my hubby a welcome home treat, don't I?"

Grinning up at him and batting her eyelashes seductively, Tifa soon has the minotaur's cock in her mouth, sucking on it dutifully as she bobs up and down the first portion of his length while using her massive tits to jerk off the rest.

Tifa doesn't need to be saved. She doesn't need to be rescued. She's right where she belongs, and she wouldn't change it for the world.

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