Final Fantasy VII: Tifa's Meat


Tifa Lockhart didn’t want to die, but with the slums completely out of edible food, desperate choice had to be made. When her number came up in the lottery, she did her best to maintain a calm bravery, even as she went crazy on the inside with nervousness. Removing her clothing, she stood awkwardly in front of the starving crowd as cooking oils were thoroughly massaged into her busty, athletic figure. She did her best to forget about what was happening and focus on how nice the hands felt against her flesh. The distraction didn’t help when she was put into position and the tip of the metal spit prodded at her upraised ass. Tifa closed her eyes and focused on thoughts of Cloud. He was starving just like all the others. In a bizarre way, her becoming a meal would finally give her the opportunity to be with him forever. The pain of her spitting left her silently crying, tears rolling down her cheeks as the bloody spit rolled up the back of her throat. The stabilizing post jammed up her cunt jolted her body into an aroused state, thick nipples tightening as she was carried to the roasting pit and set over it. She breathed steadily through her nostrils, embarrassed by the tingles of ecstasy radiating through her as the heat washed over her. When the starving residents of the slums carved into Tifa’s well-roasted carcass hours later, they whispered to one another that they were certain she’d gotten off on her own cooking towards the end. Her juicy meat would keep the hunger at bay for some time, but it would not last them forever. Another lottery would have to be arranged soon enough.


Final Fantasy 7: Tifa Bleeds


When Tifa Lockhart first found the gruesome remains of Lara Croft, she feared the tribe responsible. But they'd not appeared savage in the least. She wasn't entirely certain how they'd convinced her to strip nude and join them in their carnal games, but once she had, she found herself overjoyed as the men of the tribe took her one after the next. They seemed to particularly enjoy her massive breasts, and she was more than happy to squeeze the soft mounds together around their hard pricks. They knew enough English to communicate reasonably well with her, but for the majority of the night, they spoke only in physical actions. By the time the sun was rising and Tifa was delightfully tingly and sticky, she was quite open to the experience of becoming the tribe's next meal. She giggled as they tied her ankles together and strung her up from a tree branch, dangling with her head in a large bucket. The dagger that slit her throat was sharp enough that she barely felt any pain, hot crimson washing over her face and filling the bucket as her eyes fluttered back into death.


Final Fantasy 7: Tifa Cooks


Once Tifa's blood finished draining, the tribesmen lowered her to the ground with gentle ease. They slit open her slim belly and tugged out her innards. Once she was hollowed out, they stuffed her with diced vegetables and breadcrumbs and stitched the wound closed. Basting her in their cum, they trussed the large breasted woman like a succulent pig and slid her prepared body into the roasting hovel made of hardened mud. The tribe kept their appetites in check by picking over Lara's leftovers as the aroma of Tifa's roasting meat filled the air. When they finally pulled her golden-brown carcass free of the hovel, they were all ready for a proper meal. They carved her up and dined on her meat, finding her oversized tits even more delicious than Lara's had been.


I remember getting these from a site somewhere but cannot find the source. Anyone knows where these stories come from?