As Tifa's disgusting flesh mass continues to conquer more and more of Midgar, a squad of black helicopters swarm around the massive meat mountains. These helicopters were sent by Shinra, not to save the citizens or get and understanding of the situation, but to see how well their plan has gone so far.
The remote Tifa used was a product developed by a specific boob obsessed Shinra scientist. His theory goes that the breast milk influenced by the remote, which contains mako energy, would be far more delicious than the milk currently on the market. It was a plan so insane, president Shinra himself had to see it go into action. Perfectly enough, the scientist knew a certain well endowed sow that would make the perfect subject.
That leads everything back to now, the first phase of the plan has gone better than he expected, getting a front row to the crying cow and her oversized milk bags crushing buildings and people. The causalities did not mean much to Shinra as these were the slums, and if all goes according to plan, the women of the slums would work well to be the new producers of their product. As he was thinking all of this, lost in the thought of having an army worth of women producing delicious breast milk, the helicopters were able to get a hold of Tifa's massive breasts. It was difficult and going to even moreso to transport her to the drop spot as her beasts were still growing. Either way, with that the squadron of black helicopters began to carry her away to the location directed to them by the scientist, a facility that is pretending to be a farm in the outskirts of Midgar.
Tifa woke up to the feeling of straw and cold steel under her gross boobs, and thankfully for her, they have seemed to stop growing. As she was thinking this though, she noticed she was in some sort of facility, and as she looked around she saw scientists writing notes, climbing her breasts and analyzing her nipples. "Ah I see you're awake." the scientist said in a smug voice. "What's going on here? Wh-what do you plan on doing with me?!" Tifa said while trying to be as intimidating as someone in her position could be. "Ah you see, you fell right into our plan. We knew someone as vain and stupid as you would be interested in a product to increase your already sizable bust. You can try to feign the tough girl act but the lack of blonde hair isn't fooling any of us, we all know you're a slutty bimbo!" as he said this with a mixture of venom and humorous intent in his voice, all of his other colleagues laughed while poking and prodding her boobs.
"That... this is horrible...!" Tifa yelled out, just having learned what they plan on doing with her. "That's inhumane! It's disgusting!!" "Humane? Have you looked at what is attached to your chest? At what you have become?" the scientist said, while approaching her nipples. "You are no longer human, you are my milk factory from this day forward. A cow that once had the title human, rich with milk." Saying this, he began to rub Tifa's gigantic areola. "St-stopppp it!!!! aahhha a!!!" Tifa couldn't even bring herself to properly attempt hiding her moans. As she was feeling this rubbing on her nipples, the scientist pulled out his stiff johnny, and rubbed it all over her, using her flesh well of an areola to masturbate. Of course to Tifa, it didn't feel much different from a third hand rubbing it, but all the same her moans became a mixture of sobs, as she realized in that moment what kind of treatment she was about to subjected to.
Once the scientist finished, having his way with her mounds, he informed his group to prepare the milk pumps. Two firetruck sized vehicles, carrying what appeared to be breast pumps of equal sized, approached Tifa's breast, and through a vacuum like function, attached themselves to her nipples, stimulating Tifa a good bit. The pumps had very large hoses attached to them, and while Tifa was using that way to distract herself from what was about to happen, it began. It was instantaneous, the sloshing sound from her breasts became intense and loud, louder than the actual devices about to suck the milk from her monstrous breats. With that, like a dam wall breaking, her breasts began to squirt out milk. Well, squirting downplays exactly the noise it was making. It was more akin to the noise of a fire hydrant shooting out water at an intensely high pressure, and while settling in the tanks, made an extremely thick glopping noise.
As this was happening, Tifa was moaning and crying out. While it felt good, she realized she was less than just a man using her body to get off, she was now something akin to a farm animal. A tool, less than human. She felt so stupid, because something like this could have been easily avoided if she just didn't buy the product, if she was so infatuated with getting bigger. Was this her punishment?
As the pumps extracted more and more milk, they had to turn them off quicker than they projected. The scientist decided to take his bottle and use it to sample the liquids they just extracted from the cow known as Tifa. Once he filled the container to brim with her thick milk, he decided to show his tool what she was able to accomplish, or more accurately, what he was able to force her to create. As he approached the exhausted Tifa, he stepped through many puddles of discharged milk from the extraction, sticking to his shoes as he walked along. Once he finally reached her, he decided to raise her a toast. "To me, and my wonderful advancements in science." He took a sizable chug of the milk from his bottle. "Ah, that... is the most delicious milk I have ever had, you should try some." He noticed that she was ignoring him, either due to exhaustion or hatred, most likely a mixture of both. So he pulled her head up by her hair, took another large swig, and spit her own milk in her face.
Inching closer to her face he asks Tifa "Now I know you have two other female friends of yours, if you want to turn back to normal, i suggest you tell me where I can find them." Tifa's eyes widened at the proposition of escaping this nightmare, which would involve selling out her friends. While thinking on it, the scientist began to lick the milk he spat on her off of her face. "I'll.... I'll do it... I will...." she said obviously broken. "That's a good cow... but until we find them, we're going to have to keep using you, understand?" Getting up after having enjoyed licking every bit of milk off of her face, he signaled the scientists to turn the pumps on again, and the same feeling ran through Tifa's entire body once again.
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