Tifa felt the splash of water on her nude form and smiled. She wasn't sure what had made her decide to strip down and take a dip in the pool; after all, she had just been transported to a strange mansion by someone with motives that she could only think of as odd. Going for a swim might have been a foolish thing to do, but then again...
Ooh, this water feels nice... Tifa dipped her head under the pool's surface, soaking her long, brunette hair. I wish there was a pool I could use near 7th Heaven. I could use it after long days at work. Though maybe I'd bring a swimsuit... She giggled to herself, bubbles escaping from her lips, and stroked her bare nipples with her thumbs.
Mmm... Tifa bit her lip as she continued to stroke. Ooh, wow... A mild hint of arousal began to burn within her, and she poked her head out of the water. "Ah!" She giggled again. "God, I feel horny all of a sudden." She brushed water-matted hair from her face with one hand as she tweaked a nipple with the other. "I wonder if it's something in the water."
The sound of footsteps on the tile floor reached her ears. Someone else is here? Tifa looked up, over the lip of the pool. Daisy, Chun-Li, or...uh... She blinked as her eyes locked on the approaching figure. ...someone else.
The woman Tifa saw looked at least a few years older, with dark, shoulder-length hair. Dressed in a dark blue one-piece swimsuit and an unzipped warm-up jacket, she had a definite swimmer's build, with powerful thighs that reminded Tifa of Chun-Li.
Unlike the average competitive swimmer, however, the woman's chest was large. Even larger than Tifa's own admittedly big tits, her breasts were easily as large as her head. Her one-piece stretched tight over them and looked almost as if had been painted on. The woman stopped and glared at Tifa, arms crossed beneath her tits. "Miss Lockhart! What do you think you're doing?"
"I, uh..." Self-conscious of her nudity, Tifa blushed and stammered. "Well, I, I didn't mean to--"
The woman stomped a sneaker-clad foot. "Out of the pool this instant, Miss Lockhart!"
"N-No!" Tifa said. The initial shock of the encounter faded as she remembered her original goal of escaping this strange mansion. "Just who the hell are you? And how do you know my name?"
The woman's glare grew colder. Her lips curled into a sneer. "You don't know the name of your own instructor?" She reached up into her cleavage and pulled out a whistle that hung by a cord around her neck. With a deep breath, she blew.
"Ah! Ow!" Tifa covered her ears as the shrill noise rattled inside her head. Her thoughts of disobedience evaporated, and she swam to a nearby ladder. "Y-Yes, Ma'am! Coming!"
The chill of cool air hit Tifa as she climbed out of the water, and her already aroused nipples stiffened further. She set foot on the tile, careful not to slip on her bare feet, and stood at attention. "O-Out of the pool, Ma'am!"
The instructor raised an eyebrow. "Miss Lockhart, where is your swimsuit?"
"M-My s-s-swimsuit?" Tifa bit her lip. "I, I didn't bring one, Ma'am. So I just thought I'd--"
"Disobey pool rules?" The instructor shook her head. "Miss Lockhart, you insult me."
"S-Sorry, Ma'am!" Tifa reset her stance. Her tits bounced in the cool air.
"Sorry will not cut it!" The bark of the instructor's voice sent chills down Tifa's spine. "Now..." She crouched down and gathered Tifa's folded clothes. "I will hold on to these, and you, Miss Lockhart..."
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