Tifa's Bra Battle III: Scarlet and Elena's Tits vs Ass (Patreon)

Random urge to go back and finish this one. The story continues after Tifa titfights Scarlet into submission and then trains Aerith to assfight Elena. The Shinra villains head back to base and decide to amplify their curves and bodies into weapons to beat them at their own game as payback. When they decide to test them in a spar on each other, things get out of hand as they get a little too full of themselves and too competitive. And an obvious sequel setup of the heroine/villainess showdown as an eventual finale. Not a lot planned for it besides how it’d go down in the end.

Scarlet and Elena had effectively vanished from the field. A scarce few of Shinra’s agents were aware that they were undergoing their transformative process that would become part of their scheme for revenge.

Scarlet had been infuriated after losing to Tifa during the terrorists’ escape from one of their facilities. To make matters worse, she had done it by breaking past her limits by removing her weighted bra and using her massive tits to rub them in her face… by which it meant the super heavy jugs literally beat her senseless. She did her best to leave that part out but rumors were still whispered between helmeted troops.

A similar fate had happened to Elena. The Turk assassin had gone after the squad while they were hiding out in Costa del Sol. It was there that she found out that Aerith had been training with Tifa for a similar technique, only she had dropped a heavily weighted thong and beat Elena’s ass with… well, her ass.

Elena was too stiff and professional to leave it out of her reports, so Scarlet picked up on it quickly when she went looking into payback on the vermin that had humiliated her. The two agreed to join forces to counteract the surprising female fighters that made up Avalanche, and that meant fighting fire with fire. Where the fire was tits and ass this time.

Shinra was famous for its weapons and wild experiments, so it wasn’t hard for a seductive executive like Scarlet to fund her project and put together a discrete team. The company was famous for its Soldier program that infused their top fighters with Mako energy and built all manner of killer robots and man-eating mutant, so this was all relatively simple. Some internal muscle enhancers, increasing the durability of their skin without losing elasticity, some light cosmetic surgery (standard fare for Scarlet), and some mental boosts to let them keep up with their own turbo boosted abilities, followed by testing and practicing with their newly enhanced bodies.

It was weeks of treatment, recovery and practice, mostly kept apart to closely monitor the vengeful women. The Shinra scientists decided it was finally enough that they could start to really put their abilities to the test and let them loose in their private training facility.

Scarlet was dressed in her usual favorite attire. The wealthy and fashionable woman wore a crimson dress and high heels, though she had to get a different wardrobe. A side effect of the enhancements had boosted her breasts to even greater proportions than they were already. She had to change up her wardrobe to accommodate them, but she welcomed the chance to still order everything a size or two too small. It left her watermelon-sized tits drooping out either side of her dress’ arm straps wider than her entire chest. She had loosened up her tied back blonde hair, letting some long strands of it drape over her deep, curved cleavage to draw the eye further into her proud new rack.

Elena was far less flashy about her style. She was much more reserved and professional as a field agent, which even her fellow combatants found to be a little dull. Her boyishly short hair had grown out in the time she’d spent being worked on, reaching her shoulders with the blonde strands. She wore her usual businesslike top of a suit and tie, but she had ditched the formal slacks that were the usual Turk uniform. She wore a tight business skirt, which barely managed to cover up her ass. It had roughly doubled in size, denying her calm nature with a booty that jiggled and bounced with the slighted shift of her posture. She could still feel the occasional draft when the powerful posterior was too much to be contained, shifting the skirt around enough that it showed the bottom of her ass cheeks and some tight panties riding up between the thick, consuming cheeks. They had given Elena her own set of reinforced high-heels, boosting her wide ass even higher and looking even thicker.

“Nice ass, newbie,” Scarlet praised as the two finally reunited in the hi-tech gymnasium.

“I wasn’t aware things were going to change that much,” Elena muttered, tugging on her skirt to try and pull it back down over her huge PAWG booty.

“But if this is what it takes to beat those rebel scum, then so be it.”

“Word of advice: don’t call them ‘rebel scum’ in front of other people,” Scarlet advised. “You absolutely sound like the bad guy.”

Elena pursed her lips and nodded firmly.

“Understood. I believe in the righteous cause that Shinra-”

Scarlet tutted and shook her head.

“Oh, don’t get me wrong. We’re the bad guys. We are absolutely killing everything and everyone we can for fun and profit. You just get good at presenting it with a nice little flourish when you get to the top~! Speaking of, check out the goods!”

Elena had been staring at Scarlet’s oversized jugs since they were first reunited. She nodded in blushing approval.

“I see. The technicians did good work increasing the mass and volume.”

“Not just that. Look what these girls can do!”

Scarlet twisted her waist, swinging her breasts to one side. Her swaying tits swept in a fluid motion and smacked into a nearby mounted training dummy. The solid hunk of wood and plastic was immediately smashed in half from the sharp impact of her tits. Scarlet brushed off some debris before cupping and bouncing her huge breasts proudly.

“Not bad, eh? Let’s see that skank Lockhart do that!”

Elena nodded calmly again. When Scarlet stared her down long enough, she blushed again.

“So? Did they pull it off on yours too?”

Elena took a short, steadying breath before she squatted down. She flexibly adjusted her hips before she set her bobbing booty on top of a hefty-looking dumbell. She clenched her ass cheeks, grabbing the handle and standing back up with it clasped between her cheeks without breaking a sweat.

“They did the job just fine,” she muttered.

Scarlet’s eyes lit up with bitter glee. She clapped at the show of bootylicious power as Elena set the weight back down.

“Very nice. And it all looks very nice with that thong of yours,” she praised.

“It wasn’t originally a thong!” Elena grumbled, picking at the underwear riding up her crack.

Scarlet chuckled and gave Elena a proud smack on the ass. The blonde jerked up in surprise while her powerful cheeks kept wobbling softly. Elena blushed again but with a more bitter glare at the mistreatment of her prized power booty.

“Well it's good to see it came out with such a gorgeous success,” she praised in her usual flirtatious tone.

Elena stepped away from the powerful chairwoman, giving a curt nudge of her elbow to bump Scarlet in the side of her tit. The modified jugs audibly bumped together as they flopped back and forth, making the normally stiff Elena crack a hint of a smile. Scarlet gave her a side-eyed glare as she picked up on the gesture.

“I guess it’s only fitting that we test them out properly. Make sure that they’re suitable for combat and not just overstuffed eye candy,” Elena said.

She stretched her arms out casually overhead while clearly eying Scarlet’s chest.

“Exactly what I was thinking,” Scarlet agreed wholeheartedly.

She threw some extra politeness on her reply to hide her bitterness over the subtle jabs. The women stayed only a couple feet apart as they fell into their fighting stances. Elena kept her legs apart, able to switch around her bottomheavy weight as she needed. Scarlet remained standing tall and straight, thrusting out her chest until it audibly stretched the fabric of her dress.

“Ready?” Elena offered, glaring in challenge.

“You better be!”

Scarlet didn’t wait for any sort of signal before she rushed in. She threw a short hook at Elena’s middle, which the blonde swiftly pivoted around. Elena dodged the blow instinctively from her Turk training before remembering who she was up against. Elena swung her shoulders to bring her wrecking ball titties smashing into the side of her incoming head. The enhanced weight and muscle behind them made them hit way harder than any blow Elena could have managed with any of her limbs. Elena stumbled hard and nearly went off her feet, but a wide, seductive sway of her hips maintained her bottom-heavy balance. Her ass jiggled around beneath her skirt as she managed to steady herself.

“I always knew these girls were my way to the top,” Scarlet purred, cupping and bouncing one of her massive tits.

“Even if I’ve had a little work done.”

Scarlet dove at Elena again. With a skilled shift of her chest muscles, she made the bouncing orbs spread apart to open up her deep and cavernous cleavage. The Turk fighter didn’t have to stretch her imagination too far to see the attack coming and ducked out of the way right before Scarlet's tits clapped together right where her head had been. Scarlet clicked her tongue in annoyance as she landed, pivoting to face Elena.

The younger blonde had already planted her heels and turned away. She thrust back hard with her amplified ass, her stocky new thighs launching her hard and fast. The big booty smashed into Scarlet’s slender stomach, making her huff loudly and double over. It made her big breasts rest atop the back shelf of Elena’s ass as she was shoved and slammed back into the opposite wall. The reinforced metal still dented inward from the noisy impact. Scarlet groaned and clung to the wall, her boobs bouncing to a gradual, drawn out stop as Elena backed off to assess her ass and the damage of her attack. Scarlet groaned as even with her strengthening enhancements, she slid down the wall like a busty slug.

“Looks like you’re all talk and tits after all,” Elena huffed as she swept her leg back, taking Scarlet’s out from underneath her.

The Shinra exec yelped and fell to her knees, just for the Turk to shove her hips back again. This time Scarlet moaned as her face was swallowed up by Elena’s ass, her skirt riding up so that the big warm cheeks trapped her between the wall and her flesh. Scarlet gave a miserable squeal as she slapped at the pinning butt, only making it jiggle around against her made-up face. Elena smirked back at her, sticking her ass out and grinding on her busty opponent’s nose and mouth.

“You think that’s bad? You haven’t seen half of what this thing can do!”

Elena bent over, making her plump cheeks spread enough to trap Elena’s nose between her buns. She flexed her modified glutes and clamped them back together, crushing around Scarlet’s dainty nose and putting its powerful pressure around Scarlet’s face. Her eyes went wide as she gave a muffled scream into the meaty ass, kicking her legs around wildly while her tits jiggled around between Elena’s legs. Elena let herself laugh at the wealthy woman’s expense.

Scarlet was suffering behind her, but she hadn’t gone through all the training and enhancements for nothing. She felt around until she found Elena’s legs and threw a double palm strike into the back of her knees. Elena gave a quick gasp as she fell forward and landed kneeling in front of her opponent. It was a minor slip up, but it cost her plenty as Scarlet rose up readily and cupped her tits. She lifted the heavy orbs and clapped them together, crashing them around the Turk’s head like a pair of cymbals. Elena’s jaw immediately dropped open, knocked silly by the jiggly impact as her eyes rolled around in her head.

“Glassy eyed and slack jawed… I’m used to them getting that response!” Scarlet gloated as she grabbed Elena by the hair.

She turned the stunned Turk around to face her, grabbing and lifting her into a bearhug. Scarlet arched her back, thrusting her huge chest out so that it left no room between her and Elena. The immediate cracking of the  younger blonde’s ribs and back under the intense pressure made Elena wince and shiver as the huge jugs oozed out to either side while ballooning up between them. The turk gurgled for air, crumbling forward. That just landed her chin on her sparring partner’s puffed up tits, drawing an even smugger grin out of Scarlet.

“Enjoying the view, are we? That might explain why you’re starting to go cross-eyed.”

Scarlet let go of her hug, seeing that her grip was no longer necessary. Elena’s face and neck were buried deep enough in her tits that she could just flex her new pectoral muscles, tightening her tits around her in a tight smothering grip. Scarlet smirked and palmed either side of her mammoth tits, jiggling them up and down to rub them over Elena’s face mockingly before she shook her shoulders side to side. Elena groaned as she was dragged along with her, stumbling and ragdolling after her jiggling rack.

“Elly, dear, if you just wanted to get your face in these world famous tits, you only had to ask rather than go through all this!” Scarlet laughed mockingly.

Elena’s face started turning red from humiliation and lack of air. She thought quickly about her predicament and swung her hips down and back, effectively just trying to sit down. Scarlet’s titty grip on her face remained, but the sudden shift in weight pulled the top-heavy woman down with her. Scarlet gasped as Elena raised and planted a palm into her stomach, using the sudden leverage to flip Scarlet completely over her head. The busty blonde howled as she went flying through the air and crashed flat on her back. The landing was bad enough, but her breasts went flopping down near her stomach before whipping themselves back up, slapping herself in the face.

While Scarlet was seeing stars, Elena rose up to her knees. The thick shadow of her ass hung over the exec long enough for her face to form a look of horror before Elena came sitting down again, this time with Scarlet’s face as a cushion. It certainly didn’t feel any softer for the titfighter, her legs flopping high into the air before crashing back down while her head was stuck buried beneath the behemoth of a booty.

“That should solve that big mouth of yours. Now let’s just make sure you stay there for a while this time,” Elena growled.

Her skirt had ridden high enough that it was basically useless. She pulled the snugly fitting panties away from her hips, stretching out the material and sitting up just enough for Scarlet to gasp for fresh air. Elena pulled her sparring partner’s head inside the oversized underwear. Scarlet managed to wail out a quick “NO!” before they snapped back into place, trapping her between Elena’s ass and thonged panties. The Turk stood back up with Scarlet’s face stuck against her ass. Elena smirked back at her, strutting a few steps to make her cheeks wobble like a fleshy earthquake around her. She stopped her pacing only to shake her hips from side to side, slapping Scarlet’s face around with the wobbling ass cheeks. Scarlet’s miserable moans and cries were buried in her booty, pushing and slapping at her uselessly.

“I thought they were tight before, but I’m starting to like this new fit,” Elena taunted her, giving her ass a firm spank to send it into a fresh, grinding ripple over the kneeling Scarlet’s nose.

Scarlet let out a long, flesh-covered growl before she swung a fist up and under Elena’s legs. The firm uppercut to her pussy just managed to fit past her thick ass, cushioning the blow with her cheeks meeting her forearm but still landing the blow. Elena gave a shrill howl of pain, clutching the stinging pain in her crotch. Scarlet started to pull at her panties, tearing them off to free herself. She wasn’t able to move away fast enough as Elena threw her own reversed kick behind her. It hooked at an angle where much like Scarlet’s own cheap shot, her leg caught on the padding of her tits but still landed her high heeled kick right into the executive’s groin. Scarlet let out a guttural scream and clutched her cunt as they both hastily retreated from each other to recover from their exchange of crotch shots.

“You dirty, fatass bitch!” Scarlet seethed as she staggered back to her feet, still hanging onto her throbbing pussy.

“You went there first, you stuck-up slut!” Elena fumed, feeling pushed way past her normally calm and professional demeanor.

“How DARE you talk to me like that, you dolled up lapdog!”

Scarlet stormed towards Elena once her legs were a little more steady. The Turk sneered back at her and threw a sharp backhand lap across her tits. It didn’t hurt much, but it still stung Scarlet’s ego plenty as her expensive new boobs went bouncing around like wild up they popped right out of her dress. The thick pink nipples were hard from all the grinding and attention she’d been getting throughout the fight. Scarlet snarled, losing her own cool smugness as she thrust her shoulders forward. The boob bump struck much harder than Elena expected, or more sharply as Scarlet’s hardened nipples had also been enhanced. The busty blonde’s nips felt like short, stony daggers that jabbed right through her blouse and into her chest, sending a sharp sting through her smaller but shapely tits. Elena’s eyes went wide and backed off with a yelp, two fresh red welts poked into her cleavage through the torn top.

“You’re just jealous because I’m more gorgeous than ever while you’re a sorry lump of lard!” Scarlet boasted.

“Gorgeous!? You look like a cartoon cow on a milk carton, you saggy monster!”

Elena growled and clenched her fists. She lunged at Scarlet and swung her hips, swinging her dumptruck ass at her. Scarlet stepped back and out of its reach but Elena followed through with a backhanded punch at Scarlet’s face. She only had to lean back slightly to let the fist fall short, getting caught between her tight cleavage instead. Elena gave her arm a tug, just to realize that she was momentarily stuck there. Scarlet smirked and grabbed Elena by her tattered collar, spinning and shoulder-tossing the Turk over her and onto the floor. Elena landed on her hip, cushioning a lot of the impact as she literally bounced off her ass and landed on all fours. She winced and rubbed her arm as she was left facing away from scarlet in as defensive a position as she could.

“Time to end this silly little competition. We both know it’s no contest here,” Scarlet purred as she strode in looking to finish the job.

“You want a contest?” Elena growled over her shoulder. “Well how about a TWERKOFF!?”

She was planted in the perfect position to throw her ass back, shaking it to make her cheeks bounce and clap together. The impact of the clashing buns was harsh and loud enough to send off a short but potent shockwave, seeming to ripple the air as it clashed with Scarlet. She gasped as her boobs were blown back by it, flattening out against her chest for a moment like two huge pancakes. The twerking attack continued, knocking over the stray training dummies while driving Scarlet back bit by bit until one especially massive ass clap boomed and blew her off her feet. She grimaced in frustration as she scrambled back to her feet and Elena jiggled back to a stop. She got back to her feet, just to squat down and clearly preparing herself for another lunge as her ass tightened and aimed for her opponent. Scarlet sneered back and cupped her tits, focusing them together into two big pale mounds of flesh to meet hers head on.

“You to go tits versus ass? Then let’s go, you mongrel.”

“Time to put your udders where your mouth is… or my ass where your face is!” Elena snapped back at her.

They both leapt into the fray as fast and hard as they could. The collision came with an even greater boom than before as they both put their enhanced strength into the charge, Elena launching herself backward in a peachy bomber while Scarlet swung her tits at her like a pair of nipply wrecking balls. The shockwave tore through the room sending sparks off equipment while it pushed at their bodies. The fighters could feel their skin tighten, then grow more sensitive as their clothes were blown completely off their body. When the clash finally stopped, their tits and ass bounced off each other with an elastic bouncing noise. They skidded to a halt, finding themselves fully nude and faching each other down. Elena’s ass was bright red as if she’d taken an especially intense spanking, and Scarlet’s big tender boobs had a few small bruises and blemishes. Nothing that she wouldn’t get from a normal night of especially rough sex, but the fact that her opponent’s super-charged hips had done that much to her reinforced jugs was impressive in itself.

“I’m done playing with you, you overstuffed skank,” Elena growled.

“I was about to say the same thing, you blubbery trash heap!”

Scarlet swung her shoulders back and forth, whipping her heavy boobs around to build up some momentum. They became a fleshy blur in front of her chest until they were a whirlwind of flesh. Elena prepared herself as well, leaping back into the air until her feet braced against the wall. She kept her hips aimed at Scarlet, rapidly flexing her glutes to make her cheeks shake until they were vibrating behind her in a constant blur of jiggling.

The women launched themselves at each other like wobbling comets. They stopped abruptly as they slammed tits to ass, their huge curves swelling and molding against each other like a fleshy car crash. Scarlet’s tits ballooned out and up until they pushed against her own chin and gritted teeth. Elena’s ass strained and expanded until her lower back and asshole ached. When neither backed off, the collision went off with explosive force and they bounced back off each other's tits and ass. Both of the shrieking, sexy Shinra super soldiers went flying back head over heels, blown away by their clashing curves.

Scarlet’s back hit the opposite wall, her tits flopping up and smacking her in the face. Her eyes rolled dizzily as she fell onto her stomach, her tits welling up beneath her and her drooling face flopping down for rough landing on her big firm pair. Elena went flying across the floor until she crashed into one of the training dummies. The prop itself went smashing to pieces, but one of its fingerless arms went shoving up the blonde agent’s overworked ass. She gasped and shook violently at the anal intrusion, her eyes rolling back in her head as the pain in her ass proved too much. She collapsed face down and ass up with her tight cheeks crushing the dummy arm inside her asshole.

None of the staff overseeing the tests had the nerve to go in and try to bring them back to consciousness. They decided to wait it out and let their installed regeneration heal them back into a more stable state. The clashing blondes didn’t have much to say to each other when they came to, trying to salvage their dignities. They didn’t say so, but the fact that they had dished out so much damage and humiliation to each other just now made them feel assured that they were more than ready to face Tifa and Aerith.