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Wall Market was a strange place. Tifa stepped out of the chocobo carriage in front of Don Corneo’s palace, and gazed at the huge residence. As the carriage drove off, she turned around and looked on the town of Wall Market. It was a strange mix of glitz and garbage. There were fancy neon lights, strung lanterns, and shops and entertainment, but also multiple food stands, seeding shops, and trash littered all over the place. The pathways looked as if they had featured a hundred parades that have never been cleaned up after. Cigarette butts, and God knew what else, were crammed in between the cobblestones. There were people crowding the pathways, either drunk or high, or running, or passed out. And of course, there were the people there for the ‘entertainment’ at the Honey Bee Inn, or one of the secondary establishments. Tifa shuddered at what might actually go on in those places, apart from the dancing and drinking. A while back, some idiot customer had come into her Bar in Sector 7, and told her she had the perfect body to work at the Honey Bee, and while she had smiled graciously at the time, she knew what he meant; she had the perfect body to wear the bee costume...and then to not wear the bee costume.
Tifa knew her body, and she knew how people looked at her, and she took pride in the shape she was in. She had trained hard in her martial arts to keep herself fit and toned. She had been blessed with a beautiful face, piercing red eyes, jet black hair, and long legs. Her breasts, which men coveted and women wee jealous of, were a great point of pride with her. She couldn’t change the genetics of her figure, but it didn’t matter, as she loved her body.
Tifa was wearing a long satin Qipao dress, with a black and silver leopard print. The long dress featured very short sleeves, and a wide cut out below her neck that showed off an amazing view of her cleavage. The dress fastened with a single button behind the neck, and then opened deep down her back. She had done up her hair a style tradition to her dress choice; two buns on either side, done up with frilly ribbons. She wore a large deep pink flower near her right shoulder. The satin pattern hugged her rib cage and waist, and stretched over her muscular hips, when long slits of either side of the dress opened right to the bottom. This showed a LOT of her long legs, and Tifa wore sexy light-coloured fishnet thigh-high stockings. Her white heels kept her calf muscles taught and alluring. To preserve the lines of the dress, she had to be very selective with undergarments. She settles on a black lace strapless bra and panty set. High-cut panties so that its lines wouldn’t be seen from the dress slit, and a bra that barely contained and concealed her breasts, but did push them up to give her epic cleavage. With the dress so tight on her body, she wanted undergarments that gave the illusion that she was naked underneath. She needed Corneo and his men to believe that illusion; anything to complete her espionage mission.
Her mind jolted back to the mission. She needed to infiltrate Don Corneo’s palace as a potential bride. She needed to win the bridal audition, and then get Corneo alone so she could grill him on his interest in Avalanche. His men had been snooping around sector 7, and questioning residents. She needed to find out why. Turning around to face the palace, Tifa sauntered over the guard at the front entrance.
Needing to make sure she won over the guards, she made sure to sway her hips in a sultry manner as she approached. The three men at the door watched her intently. As she neared entrance, Tifa reached on hand up to her neck and let it slide down the front of her body, over her breasts (tugging at the cut out ever so slightly) and then down to rest at her hips. As she stopped in front of them, she did small shimmy with her hips. Tifa mustered up her cutest, flirty voice, “Hi boys, I’m here to meet with Mr. Don Corneo. My name’s Tifa, hee hee hee.” She felt adding the giggle was cute, and also gave them a wink.
The middle guard walked closer to her and spoke up, “I’m Leslie. Do you have an invitation?” Tifa widened her stance, allowing her left leg to pop out from the dress slit, and asked, “Do I really need an invitation?” Leslie gazed hard at the bombshell in front of him. Man, the thoughts that swirled around in his mind. The two other guards could only stand there drooling over Tifa. Regaining his composure, Lesile answered, “Sorry babe, but you have to have an invite.” With that he turned around and walked back to his position. Tifa dropped her small clutch purse, and feigned shock. ”Oh my, I’ve dropped my purse,” she exaggerated, and then bent over slowly to pick it up. All of the men stood in silent awe as Tifa’s profile folded over, accentuating the curves of her body. “Oh my god,” she heard one of the guards say under his breath. She came back up and addressed Leslie again, “Are you SURE I need an invitation,” she flirted as she toyed with the cut out of her dress. Leslie took a big gulp, and then said, “The only way girls get in here is with approval from two of Madam M, Andrea Rodea, or Chocobo Sam.” With that, he crossed his arms and looked elsewhere.
Tifa smiled coyly at him, and turned and walked away back towards the town. She felt all of their eyes on her body as she left. ‘Boy,’ Tifa thought, ‘I didn’t expect it to be this difficult to get through the door.” She had been sure she would have been able to sweet talk her way past them, especially considering how she was dressed. She realized she probably could have seduced them a bit more to get inside, but for what they probably wanted in exchange, she would have probably ended up naked, and giving a blowjob, or worse. Tifa wasn’t ready to sacrifice her innocence for this. She would investigate the possibility of getting an invitation.
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