Reminscing
Under normal circumstances she would have been flown back to Midgar with Rufus for an evening romp. However there were things in Junon that still needed her attention. And the most important detail involved a trip to the Security Room.
*****
Muttering to herself Scarlet slammed shut the door to the room she'd seized for her own back when the cannon was being built. She'd had it furnished with amenities and niceties she decided against placing in rooms back in Midgar. She dumped the contents of the bag she'd been holding onto her bed. Three disc cases tumbled out.
Security discs. Already done in triplicate.
She cursed to herself. She was lucky to have intercepted the grunt carrying them.She gave a small, grim smile. There were so many soldiers already dead or missing in the wake of Weapon's attack...who'd miss one more. With a small chuckle she slipped the first disc into her personal player.
"This'd better not have been a waste of effort" she thought to herself.
The screen blurred for a second before focusing. It was the camera posted along the cannon to keep an eye on the workers who maintained the weapon. The camera toggled back and forth, possibly with relief since Weapon's head had just been blown off. Then the camera tilted down at a small running figure.
"Tifa!"Scarlet's hand curled into a tight fist as she stared hatefully at the woman on the screen as the camera zoomed in.
She noticed, with grim amusement, that the camera alternated between the heaving breasts and the fluttering mini-skirt bottom of her young rival. Scarlet made a mental note to check the grunt's quarters in case he'd had some personal copies made up.
*****
(Three Hours earlier)
Scarlet walked up to the younger woman, who was nonchalantly rubbing the back of her left foot with her right, and delivered a hard slap to the bitch's left cheek.
"Stuck up till the end," she sneered.
Holding her cheek Tifa stared back at her, "Stop hitting me you old BITCH!"
Before she could respond Scarlet felt Tifa's palm crack against the side of her face. So stunned was she that Tifa got in a free hit before, with a look of determined outrage, she began swinging back. Besides slaps, punches began to get mixed in. But Scarlet didn't concern herself with that. Her only concern was the slaps and punches that rained on her face and shoulders as she slapped and hit and scratched at the face surrounded by a mass of dark, brown hair.
One hit struck an unintended mark.
Tifa gasped and retreated as one of Scarlet's fists had struck her bouncing breasts. Scarlet smirked as Tifa collected herself. Then she did a strange thing...Tifa sucked in a breathe and stuck out her chest.
"I expected no less from you, you old whore,"Tifa smiled. "Was that it? Why you put me first instead of Barret, when he was obviously the bigger threat."
Confused now, Scarlet stared at her rival.
"I've seen the way you stare at Rufus. And I've seen the way he, Heidegger and the rest of them stared at ME!!!" Tifa traced a finger over and under her large orbs, locking eyes with Scarlet. "It's to be expected, though. You're old and he's young. I'm sure those things you call breasts're probably as fake as Shinra's morals."
Now THAT was uncalled for. Not breaking their staring competition, Scarlet reached for the straps of her dress and the the bra underneath. With one smooth, slow, movement she pulled it down baring her proud DD-cup breasts to her rival. Tifa's face and eyes showed no reaction, but there was slight sucking sound from her mouth. Scarlet smirked.
Her breast were in no way as large as Tifa's, but she was positive they were firmer, considering how much bounce Tifa's breasts had to them, her pink nipples pointing right at her.
"Well?" she asked, holding up her breasts. "You were saying something about my beauties?"
Tifa gave an unladylike snort and pulled at her t-shirt till it rested at her neck, baring her own monsters to the world. Scarlet's blonde lashes soared till they almost merged with her hair, and for a brief moment she felt that she'd misjudged the situation. Easily an E, if not a double, but you'd be forgiven for thinking they were an F-cup. But she'd committed herself and there was no way she was going to back down from this stuck up gutter trash
.
She took a step forward.
Tifa mirrored the move.
Their eyes locked as they moved forward, no hurry in either's step. Scarlet gasped and Tifa's face flushed as their breasts brushed for the first time. Biting her lip, Scarlet moved her hips in a side to side motion that had one, then the other breast mash up against Tifa's. Tifa however took a more direct approach and shoved her breasts forward as they were nipple to nipple. The sudden electric surge that shot up her nerves at that caused Scarlet to hurriedly back up. Angry at herself, came back forward eagerly pushing her rack into her rival's.
Tifa winced, but shoved back, digging in her feet and swinging her massive orbs back and forth. Mimicking the action Scarlet placed her hands on her hips also swinging her breasts in an, almost as if agreed up on rhythm, pleased at how her rack was holding up.
"Old indeed," she snorted to herself. "I'll show her old..."
Running a pink tongue over red lips, she looked up from the raging battle to look at her opponent. Tifa's flushed face was a mask of concentration as she took their womanly battle up another notch. She threw her arms over Scarlets shoulder almost as if in a lover's embrace, before slamming both of her breasts forward with a loud SMACK that was easily the most definitive sound of their ongoing match. Scarlet yelled in pain before reacting purely on instinct. She threw her own arms around Tifa's neck before heaving her own monsters into the underside of Tifa's still quivering orbs. Now it was Tifa's turn to scream in pain before retaliating. Bodies quivering in unexpected pain both women began slamming their breasts together with abandon now curses, sobs and insults spewing from mouths that under normal circumstances you would never have heard them from.
"Give up you little Avalanche whore!"
"Shira slut!"
"Bitch!"
"cxnt!"
"She-male!"
"WHAT!!!!!"
Surprised at the outburst, Scarlet was unprepared as Tifa seemed to get a second wind as she slammed her tits forward savagely. Once...twice...a third time. Tears dripped from her eyes from the pain as Scarlet tried to retaliate. Tried, because after all four breasts slammed together agonizingly Tifa didn't away this time. Instead she shifted her thin, deceptively strong arms down and around Scarlet's upper body and squeezed their bodies together painfully.
"Ugh...let...go. "Scarlet grunted, her arms falling to Tifa's waist as she tried to push her away.
Tifa gritted her teeth and squeezed, pulling the blonder in even closer. Her breasts ached but the groans and cries from the blonde bitch who'd dared hit her while she was helpless made the pain bearable.
"Did you...really think....you could beat me? You pampered granny." Tifa whispered as she squeezed yet again, looking down for the inevitable give. "By the time I'm done with you you'll be the one paying the soldiers to get into bed!"
Like throwing gasoline on a fire sudden rage blocked out the pain as Scarlet threw her own arms around her hated adversary and squeezed for the first time.
"Nngh..."Tifa groaned in surprise. Then gasped as she felt Scarlet give a powerful thrust almost feeling as if the blonde had forced her glands back into her chest
Scarlet's expression was murderous as she locked eyes with Tifa. But her voice quiet...almost conversational "I'm going to fucking break you. And when I'm done I'll give whatever's left over to Hojo to play with."
Shaking her head Tifa snarled in response to Scarlets threat before bashing her own boobs back into the blonde's. For her part Scarlet bared her own teeth in a silent snarl returning the squeeze even as they spun around atop the cannon.
Now...not counting their brief slap/fistfight, the two women had been battling for just over twenty minutes. Sweat-drenched and hurting, Tifa and Scarlet grunted fiercely, driving their breasts forward, each seeking to prove her superiority over the other. Eyes locked the two continued to seek any sign of weakness through teary eyes clenched teeth.
Scarlet had refused an escort of Shinra troops, believing she could handle the escaped woman. Possible, considering the gas and Tifa's fall, but that was not the only reason. She had intended to execute the brute first, as Tifa had alluded to. But something about the brunette hadn't sat well with Scarlet and the few times they'd made eye contact she'd recognised the same realization in Tifa.
An enemy. Not Avalanche against Shinra, but a personal enemy. The two of them recognized something in the other that set them on a collision course with the only question being when...and where. Now atop the windswept Mako cannon of Juno was the where, and the when was now. But again, none of that matter to either woman as all they care about was feminine destruction of the one causing them pain. Sometimes Scarlet would shove Tifa back, blue eyes glimmering in sadistic glee as she tried to use her slight height advantage to bend Tifa back and cause the brunette even more pain. Other times Tifa used her lower centre of gravity to almost force Scarlet to a knee before they blonde powered herself back up and the two once more to an even position. Other times they shifted their grips the shoulder, banging their boobs in painful, yet methodical repetition. But this was more of a way to get a brief relief from the constant compression as inevitably one would start to grind at the end of a slam, arms would slip over shoulders and the agony would begin again.
How long this continued neither knew, only that voices had become hoarse from screams and cries and groans while bodies were now slick with sweat and faces with both sweat and tears. Tifa felt Scarlet push forward again and she set her feet, sobbing in agony as she managed to halt the older woman's progress after a couple of steps even as she heard her opponent's own whimpers of pain and felt splashes of what was either sweat or tears. Maybe both. She wanted this to end. To just release the hug and slug the blonde and kick her into submission. But part of her wasn't sure if she still had the energy to and the other knew that doing such would be an admission of defeat and she'd be damned before she let this Shinra slut think she was better. But it was hurting so much, her breasts felt as if they had swelled to almost a cup again while almost doubling in weight.
Scarlet was operating almost on auto-pilot now. She gritted her teeth and squeezed while putting her height and weight into shoving the miserable brunette back. One step...then another shuffling step before her progress was halted again. She could hear the slut sobbing and feel the drip of the tears on her shoulder but it was of little consolation as she blinked tears and sweat our of her own eyes as Tifa slowly powered her back three steps before in turn stopped her rivals progress teeth clenched and breasts quivering. You could just end this, her mind reminded her. Just press the button in your earing and troopers'll be here in five minutes. But that would be both a humiliation and an admission of loss. And Scarlet didn't lose. She's clawed her way up the Shinra and now, sharing Rufus's bed she was poised at the top. No way she'd let some tramp from the Lows get the better of her. But the pain, her mind reminded her, THE PAIN.
While their breasts battled gamely on Tifa cried out again as Scarlet drove her breasts forward and squeezed even as Scarlet in turn cried out as Tifa's retaliation. No tricks, both women determined that their breasts alone would determine the conflict, but as she cringed waiting for Scarlet to squeeze back Tifa felt a slight hesitation in the blonde before she did so. Tifa then banged her own boobs forward in retaliation and once again Scarlet delayed her counter. This time Tifa continued her assault despite the ever growing pain managing two more thrusts before Scarlet squeezed back and ground their tits together painfully...as if trying to delay Tifa's response. The brunette raised her tired head from her rival's shoulder and stared hard at the blonde. Behind the mussed up hair and makeup Tifa could see the unmstakeable look of fear in the blonde's blue eyes.
"No," Scarlet mouthed, tears and sweat running down her face as Tifa squeezed and pushed. One step. A second.
At the third Scarlet stumbled and dropped to one knee, but neither woman released their grip. Their eyes locked and through the exhaustion and pain the defiance was still there. Only now it was more than just defiance. It was hate. Not a hate to kill, oh no that would be too easy and both women knew it. This was a hate to humiliate. To ruin. To destroy the other in a manner than death would be considered a kindness.
Tifa hefted Scarlet to her feet, finally understanding what she wanted to do, what she needed to do giving her a second wind. She squeezed their bodies together as close she could, arms tight as she ground away savagely. Scarlet's face went white from the pain as she tried to retaliate shoving and grinding her own breasts, but Tifa seemed to be drawing on a reserve that Scarlet lacked and that became the determining factor.
Not firmness of breasts, or lack thereof. Simple youthful conditioning and though she didn't know it at the time, experience.
"Oooooooooooh GGGGGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDD!!!" Scarlet wailed, removing her hands from around Tifa's body, instead placing them on her shoulders seeking to push away and gain some relief. Confused, since her opponent's breasts were still firm against her own, Tifa paused momentarily then smiled maliciously and drove forward again.
"Say it," Tifa gritted out through clenched teeth. "Say mine are better."
N.n...no." Scarlet managed. "Fuck...fuck you."
"One of us it fucked, but it's not me," Tifa panted then grinned. She shifted Scarlet's exhausted form lifting her off the ground with another powerful squeeze.
Scarlet kicked desperately, seeking freedom. Yet, through the pain she felt pride at how her breasts continued to battle evenly against the slut's. But for how much longer. Already she was having trouble breathing.
"SAY IT!" Tifa shouted at the blonde as she continued to shake her head in defiance. The adrenaline was wearing off Tifa realised and the pain was returning with a vengeance. If Scarlet realised it she might get it in her head to continue fighting. And the thought made Tifa almost sick with fear.
The roar of engines surprised them both and Scarlet took a deep breathe of fresh, pain-free air as Tifa released her onto her ass. As her rival, hurriedly lowered her t-shirt, Scarlet smirked at her grimace of pain, the Highwind rose up behind them. Spinning around Tifa sprinted for the ship as Scarlet painfully got to her feet and adjusted her straps, but left out the bra this time.
*****
(Present Time)
Scarlet watched as Tifa paused as the large gorilla, Barret was it, tossed out a rope. Spinning around Tifa again thrust out her breasts, a hateful reminder of her defeat.
"You didn't beat me," she whispered, as she pulled off her dress and stood before her mirror. Red and painful to the touch her breasts were still firm. "And you didn't beat these."
Sighing, she set about editing the discs to include only their brief scuffle. They WOULD meet again...of that Scarlet was sure. She'd seen the hate in the other woman's eyes, mirroring her own. There would be no closure until they decided once and for all WHO was the better woman. Scarlet smiled coldly.
She had so much to do. So much to prepare.
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Newbie to the board, but I figured since the request for this story came from this board I'd upload it here. I originally wrote this back in 2003 so when I looked over the original the only thing that popped in my head was..."Nope." So re-write and hopefully completion it is then.
