Final Feminization VII

Cloud awoke from a long slumber in a haze of grogginess and confusion. His eyes had scarcely begun to open when they shut involuntarily in pained surprise. Wherever he was now, it was bright, sunny and warm. Nothing like the dark city of Midgar and the slums below it. He wasn’t used to the brightness. Combined with his headache and nausea, it took a while to adjust. As his mental fog began to dissipate, he sat up and took stock of his surroundings. To say he was taken aback would be an understatement.

Not only was it a beautiful day, he could smell the sea in the air. From the large canopy bed where he sat, Cloud saw a set of doors and windows leading out to a wooden deck. Beyond that, the ocean stretched outward. The waves rocked gently against the massive beams holding up the villa. Wherever he was, the rent wasn’t cheap. This looked like some kind of swanky vacation resort home.

His new location wasn’t the biggest surprise. What really took him aback were the clothes he was wearing. Gone was his SOLDIER uniform. His giant Buster sword was nowhere to be seen. His materia had all been confiscated. Cloud examined his well toned, medium build frame up and down. He was wearing a dress; and not just any dress, but a dress he was intimately familiar with.

The deep blue corset was laced around his midsection tightly. The silky black dress was wrapped around his shoulders, neck and legs. Its elegant skirt flowed down to his ankles. Fishnet sleeves and stockings encased his limbs. He’d only worn a dress once in his life, before now, and this was the very same one. Even the golden jewelry fitted around his neck was the same. The necklace’s large purple gem hung down to the dress’s opening at his breast.

At least he wasn’t wearing hair extensions. The first time he’d worn this outfit they’d added long braids to match his wild, spiky blonde hair. The braids had ended in pink ribbons and his limbs were accented with black ruffles. Then there was all the makeup and nail polish. At the time, Aerith was beside herself, gushing in excitement. As long as he lived, Cloud would never understand what the flower girl found so fetching about his brief bout of circumstantial crossdressing.

How had he come to be so far away from Midgar? And wearing the same scandalous outfit he’d once donned to save Tifa? Cloud thought back, focusing on his last memory before the world went black. He and his friends had fled the Shinra building after fighting a dozen brutal battles and emerging victorious. He’d defeated Rufus on the roof of Shinra Tower. Everything was going according to plan until AVALANCHE’s helicopter was downed, preventing their extraction. They’d stolen vehicles and fled down the highways of Midgar. They were almost to safety and then... ambushed!

A pair of double doors opened and in walked the architect of his downfall. Cloud had never spoken to her before, but he would know that signature red dress and haughty expression anywhere. It was Scarlet, the Director of Shinra’s Advanced Weapons division. The front of her dress presented her massive, milky-white weapons prominently. Most of her shoulder length hair was done up in a stylish bun. The rest slipped over the left side of her head in a golden wave.

Her heels struck the floor loudly until she came to a stop a few feet away. It seemed she didn’t fear Cloud at all, despite how much damage he’d done to the organization that employed her. Her diamond encrusted earrings sparkled. The emerald pendant situated between her giant knockers glittered in the sunlit room. Her ruby red lips pursed and she murmured a throaty chuckle as she placed her hands on her wide hips.

“Hello, slut boy. Welcome to Costa del Sol!”

Cloud’s hands balled into fists. His deep blue, mako-infused eyes glimmered with anger. “My name is Cloud Strife.”

Scarlet snickered, amused to see a man in a dress so easily provoked. “I know who you are” she said pointedly before turning and heading to the room’s private bar. She began making herself a cocktail, acting as if no further explanation was required on her part. Normally she would call on a servant, but she didn’t want to spoil the mood. This was the moment to establish a rapport with her new pet.

“WHERE ARE MY FRIENDS?!? Why am I here? And wearing this... outfit???”

“Calm yourself” she stated as she added crushed ice to her glass and mixed her drink. “Your friends are safe. For now.”

“What do you mean for now?”

“I mean as long as you don’t do anything stupid, it will stay that way” she replied, staring daggers at the young man. “They’re back living their lives in Midgar. I assume the man with the gun-arm and the bar wench are trying to rebuild your little terrorist cell. The flower whore is back in our custody. She will be treated well as long as you cooperate.”

Cloud took a step forward, enraged. “Don’t talk about Tifa and Aerith like that!”

“I’ll talk about those skanks however I please! You’d be wise not to get on my bad side. I could have your little AVALANCHE buddies back in a Shinra detention facility any time I wish. Especially now that you’re no longer there to lead them. And I don’t need to tell you what Hojo wants to do to Aerith.”

Cloud gritted his teeth. “What do you want?”

Scarlet added a miniature straw and a little umbrella to her drink. She stepped out from behind the bar and took a sip of her cocktail before responding. “Isn’t it obvious? I want you. That’s why you’re here and looking your absolute best.”

The mercenary scanned his silk and lace clad form up and down. He was starting to get the picture. He looked from side to side self-consciously, unsure of what to say next. Scarlet offered a throaty laugh before taking another sip of her drink. She studied her feminized fuck toy with rising lust.

“Let me spell it out for you, SOLDIER slut! You thought you were taking down Shinra, but all you did was advance my career. My title is still Madam Director, but soon it will be Madam President.”

“President? You? Pretty sure Rufus is gonna have a problem with that. He must be in charge, now that the old man is dead.”

“Mmmm, yes, he is at the moment, but not for long! I’m taking steps to bring that cocky bitch boy under my control. He’s being dosed with the same drugs you’ve been given.”

“Drugs? What drugs?!?” Cloud asked reflexively. That explained the nausea when he woke up.

“It’s not important” Scarlet said flippantly before downing the rest of her drink. She set the glass aside on the bar before turning back to Cloud. She strode forward and parked her tall, curvy body just two feet from him. Scarlet looked deep into his eyes and spoke in her coldest, most authoritative voice.

“Kneel” she commanded.

Cloud couldn’t believe it, but he began kneeling as soon as the word registered in his mind. He briefly considered resisting, but the very thought delivered a light shock through his nervous system. The pain corrected him and he followed through, doing as he was bade.

Scarlet’s smile widened. “Excellent. It looks like I won’t even need your friends as insurance for much longer. Open your mouth, Cloud, and hold up your hands like a dog.”

He gritted his teeth and tried to fight back, but it was useless. His body convulsed lightly in painful shocks until he opened his mouth wide and held up his hands like dog paws. The silky black ruffles around his wrists created feminine flourishes, making him feel even more silly and ashamed.

The Domina in red began stroking herself up and down the front of her dress. Cloud’s eyes went wide as he noticed the growing bulge in the front of the flowing fabric. It wasn’t a small one, either. What the hell was going on?!?

“Ah, yes. It’s time I introduce you to the newest development in Shinra weapon technology. One that I’ve had the boys in the bio lab working on for a very long time. I’m going to be testing it extensively and you’re here to help me with that.”

The bulge continued to grow. As her weighty wand strained against the long skirt, Scarlet began stripping out of her dress. She unzipped herself, tore off the flashy red garment and tossed it aside. An enormously long, thick and veiny cock flopped out and pointed itself at Cloud. The colossal club of flesh twitched, its thick shaft and mushroom head growing fatter by the second. The gorgeous blonde was naked aside from a red bikini. Its thin straps barely covered her erect nipples and cradled her large scrotum below.

Scarlet masturbated herself with long, lewd strokes; her cock aimed directly at Cloud’s still-open mouth. She grinned fiendishly as she pumped fifteen inches of fuck meat that wasn’t yet fully erect. Cloud’s eyes were fearful, wondering how much bigger it was going to get.

“Lick my balls, slut” she ordered.

The cruel woman took another step forward and Cloud leaned into her crotch anxiously. He began licking, tonguing and slobbering her fat, fleshy balls with an enthusiasm that mortified him. Cloud brew hot breath across her taint and exhaled low moans as he coated her cum factories in long, wet swaths. Scarlet spoke in aroused, breathy tones as she enjoyed his oral worship.

“Yes, I’ll be doing lots of testing in the coming months and years. You’re going to be very busy. You and Rufus, eventually. I bet he’d look good in a dress too. Maybe I’ll make you two kiss and make up! You’re going to be lovers from now on, not fighters. You can take turns eating my ass while the other sucks my cock. Doesn’t that sound lovely?”

Scarlet pulled her scrotum from his sucking mouth and pointed her fully engorged super-phallus at his soft lips. She took it in one hand and began slapping the side of his face, teasing him with it. Cloud looked up at her expectantly, his mouth opening in anticipation.