Pink Materia Ch. 1

Chapter 1: Enlarge

The meeting room below the Seventh Heaven was for all of AVALANCHE, but Tifa's room above was for invited visitors only. Aerith didn't really know what she'd done to be given permission to enter, but she loved it.

Her place wasn't like this. It was a quaint cabin so far from the urban sprawl beneath the plate that it was practically not even in Midgar. It even got natural light most of the time. If she wanted, she could go out and stand in the rain.

It was furnished quaint too. Wood and wicker, wool blankets, neat and tidy because her mom liked to keep everything clean. At home, Aerith was a good girl, and only the occasional trip to Wall Market had ever let her be anything else. Deep down, however, she felt like there was a bad girl in her, a rebel, and she teased herself with the thought that joining Cloud and AVALANCHE, striking out at Shin-Ra, was a step in the right direction.

That had changed somewhat when she'd met Tifa. Bar owner, fist fighter, eco-warrior--she was everything Aerith wanted to be. Her room was filled with weights to lift and dummies to punch, grunge posters and graffiti. It was messy and lived in, not at all quaint, and Aerith felt a thrill just standing in it.

She also felt a thrill looking at Tifa. She had the most amazing hair--long, black and lustrous--and her body was made of lean, compact muscle, from her firm biceps to her powerful thighs to her ripped abdomen. But she also had the largest, softest-looking breasts Aerith had ever seen, and her figure had been a constant distraction since they'd first met.

She tried not to be distracted while they chilled out together. Tifa was shadow boxing and Aerith was reading a pamphlet the other woman had written slamming Shin-Ra for its harmful business practices. Actually, she was trying to read it, but her eyes kept straying back to the way the other woman's chest bounced with every movement, the way her butt looked in the tight skirt she wore. She kept her face hidden behind the pamphlet so Tifa wouldn't see her blushing furiously.

She didn't know why, but she also kept adjusting the neckline of her dress or where it sat around her thighs, like she was trying to guide Tifa to look, to notice her. She thought her so beautiful, she would have died to hear her say she felt the same about Aerith.

Tifa threw some final hands, then grabbed her towel, sponging sweat from her face and neck, her collar and stomach. Aerith watched the way her white top, turning transparent, stretched and shifted around her body, teasing what lay beneath. Then Tifa flashed her a smile and Aerith had to go back to pretending she wasn't staring like a pervert.

Something hung in the air between them. Something unspoken. Aerith felt a warmth building between her thighs and she shivered, crossing and uncrossing her legs. Tifa watched her, silent, for a moment, then threw her towel down. She shifted her stance to face Aerith, making it obvious she was her focus. She hid behind the pamphlet, rereading the same sentence for the thirtieth time, and waited for the penny to drop.

The door burst open, and Aerith gasped a sigh of both relief and disappointment. Whatever might have been about to happen, it would have to wait now.

"Jessie?" Tifa asked, frowning as the other woman stumbled in and kicked the door shut behind her. "What's up?"

"Not much. Just got something I wanted to show you. Oh, and I guess the kid can stay for this. Might broaden her horizons."

"Kid?" Aerith huffed. "I'm probably the same age as you."

"Physically, maybe. Not up here."

She tapped her temple and Aerith folded her arms annoyed. That just made Jessie grin. It probably made her look childish, to fall for the teasing, but it annoyed her.

She didn't have a problem with Jessie per say. She was one of Tifa's oldest, closest friends and a warrior for the planet. She was also fit, capable and cool. She was just kind of antagonistic in the same breath.

"Leave her alone," Tifa insisted. "She's cool."

Aerith felt herself flushing and knew she couldn't afford for either of them to see it, so she pointed at the box Jessie was carrying, changing the focus of the conversation.

"What's that?"

"It's a box we dug out of one of Don Corneo's little playhouses. I got it open and looked inside, and when I did, I knew I had to bring it back here so we could take a look together. It's nuts."

"Why?" Tifa asked curiously, stepping closer to examine the box.

Aerith followed suit. It looked like a jewellery box, hand-carved and lined with velvet. There was an ornate clasp with a lock, but presumably Jessie had already picked it. Aerith took the initiative and lifted the lid right away.

Inside was materia, perfectly formed orbs about the size of marbles with the texture of glass but with a strange inner warmth that betrayed their true, magical nature. Aerith had seen materia before. AVALANCHE used it extensively to turn the tide against Shin-Ra. But she'd never seen pink materia before.

"Why the hell is it pink?" Tifa asked, and Aerith felt a surge of satisfaction that they'd had the same thought at the exact same time.

"That's why I wanted to let you guys see. It's weird, right? I wonder what this stuff was used for."

"Knowing Don Corneo?" Tifa said. "Nothing good."

Aerith picked one of the orbs up and rolled it in her fingers. A glyph appeared on its surface to identify it. This was normal, and usually gave a clue to its nature--Ice, Fire, Heal, All. That kind of thing.

"Enlarge?" she read, frowning.

Tifa laughed incredulously. "Really? Is that what that one's called? What even is that?"

"I guess that might be useful," Jessie said, with a shrug. "I mean, I've always wanted to be taller."

"No way. It can't be that simple or that innocent. This is Corneo we're talking about."

"Only one way to find out, I guess," Aerith said.

She held out the bangle on her left wrist and went to insert the materia. Tifa and Jessie both gasped in alarm, and she felt a surge of delight. Her boldness was paying off. They were going to think she was fearless, a real member of AVALANCHE, even if she was actually... kind of terrified.

She slid the pink materia into the socket on her bangle. The other two watched her closely, both alarmed and curious. For a moment, she felt nothing. Then a warm, pleasant sensation filled her chest. It didn't feel like the warmth of a mother's love or a good deed. Actually, it felt more like the feeling she got when she slid a hand into her bra while she was stroking between her legs.

She let out a small, breathless moan, then a gasp as her skin tightened and tingled. A moment later, she felt her clothing pulling around her in a way that shot right down to below her stomach. She pitched forward and Tifa caught her like she thought she was going to fall.

She stared up into the other woman's eyes, but Tifa wasn't meeting her gaze. Instead, she was staring right at Aerith's chest. She felt it before she checked for herself. Her breasts were growing, expanding until her dress couldn't contain them anymore. She pulled at the laces holding her outfit together and let them swell free, outgrowing her bra in only a few seconds. They swung out, heavy and sensitive, and she felt her nipples stiffening in the cool air of Tifa's bedroom.

She probably should have been mortified, but the tingling sensation filling her body combined with Tifa's eyes on her only made her hungry.

"It... looks like they've stopped," Jessie pointed out. "Damn, Tif. They're bigger than yours."

"Yeah, I think you're right," Tifa said, with an amused expression. "How do they feel?"

"Oh, th-they feel... amazing," Aerith moaned. "I've never... felt like this before. It's... incredible."

She wanted to ask if this was how Tifa felt all the time, but she knew this had to be some strange effect of the materia, making her so sensitive, so pleasured. She lifted her hands to touch herself, but she didn't have to.

Tifa's hand slid up around one of her enlarged breasts, palming it, weighing it, running her fingers up over the silken skin to pinch at her nipple. Pleasure arced through her like lightning, running down into her stomach and right between her legs. She shivered and gasped propping herself up on Tifa's bed.

"Damn. Sensitive, huh?"

Aerith nodded weakly. She straightened up as best she could, pulling her shoulders back. The view of herself was completely different. Her breasts were full and round and hid the rest of her body. She ran her hands up her stomach and under them, lifting them to test their heft. A shiver ran throught her just from that.

"Interesting," Jessie said, sliding forward with dark, intense eyes. "I wonder how they..."

She trailed off as her lips parted and closed round Aerith's other nipple. In a heartbeat, Tifa did the exact same. They sucked in unison, and her hands flew up to cradle them both to her chest. Their eyes met hers, looking up with something she thought might be lust and adoration. And that was really all she needed.

Something swelled inside of her in an instant and crested the next. She let out a shuddering moan and felt suddenly damp in her underwear. She held the other girls to her for a moment longer, then sighed happily.

"Did you just cum?" Tifa asked, surprised.

"You both felt... so good," Aerith gasped.

She fumbled the pink materia out of her bangle, but the effect didn't diminish. She remained large and round and voluptuous. More importantly, Tifa still didn't seem able to take her eyes off her.

Jessie grabbed the pink pearl out of her fingers and smirked as she pushed it into a slot on her bracer. A moment later, she gasped and groaned, knees rubbing, before she yanked up her top to reveal her breasts swelling out of their cups. They reached the same size as Aerith's in a heartbeat, hardening with the pleasure she was feeling.

"Wow. Sometimes it's worth taking the plunge. This feels incredible."

"They look incredible," Tifa said, pinching at one of Jessie's nipples too. "Put them together. I want to size them up."

Jessie obliged with a nod. She squashed her breasts into Aerith's, and the effect was attractive, just curves swelling and rubbing against one another. She could feel where their nipples were touching and it made her tingle all over, but especially between her legs. She slid a hand down and into her panties to rub. For relief, she told herself, but it was more like stimulation she was seeking.

"You should use it too," Aerith said, eyes turning to Tifa. "Imagine how big they'd get."

"Yeah, too big," the other woman insisted.

"No such thing," Jessie smirked. "Come on, Tif. Do it. Join us. Like she said, it feels amazing."

Jessie removed the materia and held it out to her. Judging by the look in her eyes, she was just as eager to see its effect on Tifa as Aerith was. She felt part of something vibrant and sensual, no longer the outsider but the inner circle. They were sharing something no one else in AVALANCHE, in Midgar, had ever shared.

It would be their secret forever. Maybe it would even be a regular thing.

"What do you think would happen if I combined it with 'All'?" Tifa asked, inspecting the materia with a desirous sparkle in her eyes. "Do you think we'd all grow bigger?"

"Only one way to find out," Jessie said, winking at Aerith.

That seemed to be enough to convince her. Tifa set the materia in her wristguard, next to the blue one in the joined slot beside it.

Aerith waited to feel something, but all she felt was the same, persistent pleasure of her growth, the gentle friction of Jessie's soft, melon-heavy breasts against her own. Jessie also didn't seem to feel anything new, but she'd joined Aerith in slowly touching herself.

But something happened to Tifa. She gasped and threw her head back, hair whipping around her, then started to grow. It wasn't just her chest but all of her that seemed affected. Her breasts swelled and split the material of her top, her hips widening to tear apart her skirt, thighs thickening, biceps growing, height surging upwards. In less than a minute, she was nearly three feet taller and more voluptuous than ever. She gave a giddy, sensual laugh that filled the room, and Aerith realised she was gaping in amazement. Her hand had doubled its speed against her sensitive clit.

"Wow, Tif," Jessie breathed. "Just wow."

"How do I look?" she asked, smiling broadly and fluffing out her raven-black hair.

"Like a goddess," Aerith told her.

"Come here then," she chuckled, pulling them both tight to her plush curves. "Time to worship."

She drew them onto the bed with her, moving them with ease in her newfound stature. She pressed Jessie between her thighs, and the other woman buried her face in her slick slit, tongue working against her swollen entrance. Her hands were busy around her own breasts or sliding between her thighs to find her own pleasure.

Tifa pulled Aerith to her chest, and for a moment she was perched on the undulating mounds of her enormous breasts. This wasn't where she let her stay, however. Instead, she pulled Aerith astride her mouth, staring up at her with warm, dark eyes. She couldn't tell the other woman that she'd longed for this, even if it wasn't exactly this.

Although, if she'd known this was a possibility, it would have been exactly this.

A large, wet tongue snaked up into her, brushing over her entrance once before slithering inside her. She gasped and came immediately, and almost climaxed again when she heard the moan of pleasure rising from between her legs.

Strength failed her, and she leaned back into the pillowy softness of Tifa's mountainous bosom. She fumbled behind her until her hands took hold of the other woman's nipples. She squeezed them tight in her fingers and Tifa's licking took on a new, desperate edge.

A moment later, she tensed her muscular stomach and bucked her hips, and Jessie cried out as both she and Tifa orgasmed in unison. The giant woman's lust-glazed eyes locked on Aerith's, and with another languid flick of her tongue, she finished her one final time.

They sprawled into the bed, boneless and panting. Tifa gathered them in, moving them easily thanks to her newfound size and already-considerable strength. She cradled them in her massive arms, their soft flesh moulding together around their chests. Aerith felt spent, yet somehow full. Satisfied.

"Hope this wears off soon," Tifa muttered. "It feels amazing, but I don't want to have to change all my clothes and furniture."

"It should be a limited effect," Jessie said, sliding a hand up over Tifa's rippling breast, "so let's enjoy it while it lasts."

Tife laughed softly. "You girls are something else."

"Can't wait to find out what else is in that box," Jessie said. "But this is our secret. We don't tell the boys."

"Agreed," Aerith whispered, curling her head against Tifa's other breast and feeling the giant fingers curling in her chestnut curls. "This is just for us."