"Tifa Lockhart?"
Daniel nods with a straight face. "I've decided I want to try a oil painting of this video game character."
After eating breakfast, the artist shows her a picture on his phone. Specifically, it's the Final Fantasy 7 remake version of the character.
Anne widens her eyes as she recalls some past. "Mama remembers! This is from that RPG game you used to play when you were young!"
The artist smiles a little sadly. "I don't play games often anymore, but yeah. In this case, this rendering comes from a remake of the game."
The slime claps her hands together, then pulls the phone close so she can examine the image. "Wow...mama remembers it when it was more blocky! So then, you played this remake?"
Daniel shakes his head as he leaves his phone in her hands. "Unfortunately no, but I've heard a lot about it. In any case, I want to draw her like a traditional self-portrait where she's just sitting in a chair and smiling slightly off from the viewer. I could do this by using references online, but...maybe you can transform into a version that would provide me an exact reference."
Also, he really wants to see if his slime mother can pull this off.
Anne narrows her eyes at the picture before handing his phone back. "What about the outfit?"
"No need for that. It'll be a closeup from the upper shoulder and I can draw that in later."
"Mama understands. Then, can I look her up more on your computer? There's videos of her, right?"
Daniel nods. "Sure, go right ahead. Remember, no need to try hard, okay?"
The slime nods excitedly. "Yes, no problem!"
It's been fifteen minutes since Anne left. After some time, Daniel feels nervous about the slime's transformation and how it'll turn out.
This is a video game character. While there have been many cosplays of her, an accurate human representation will probably never exist. That goes pretty much for most characters in general since there's inherent facial perfections as part of their designs that just can't exist in real life.
Still, Anne might possibly be the best person to bring the character to life.
Yet, the transformation could also turn out uncanny.
The artist buries his head, wondering if his idea might've been stupid. Tifa is a classic character, so he thought it would be more interesting to draw her than a real person; however, even he's having a hard time envisioning her in front of him. It would be up to the slime to make that determination in how she forms herself.
He would find out soon as a knock comes from the studio's door, then comes a different voice.
"Daniel?"
Ann's voice is slightly lower and mellower than her usual upbeat tune. It sounds like the English voice actor for Tifa in the game's remake, based on what he's watched, but can't be for sure. In any case, he's not sure why the she's being reserved instead of just walking in.
"I've set up everything, so come on in," the artist urges.
Anne opens the door and enters. Upon seeing her new form, Daniel's jaw loosens. In his shock, the brush in his hand drops.
Uncanny - Thankfully, no.
Real - Nearly.
Wearing the same tank top she had before, Anne changed her height, skin tone, hair, and everything seemed to be a blend between the remake and the Advent Children version: She now has straight dark brown hair tied at the end, reddish-brown eyes that really speaks up but not as much as the remake and more in line with the movie, then along with the correct head shape, she sports a rare, perfectly angled nose.
She screams Tifa, but against the room's lighting and even with some micro details of the skin, she has a comparable sense to Alita from the Alita: Battle Angel movie minus the big eyes.
In order words - she is insanely good, but there's still something off about her presence. Compared to how Anne looked previously without her micro-roughness, this Tifa looks more natural than her, but...honestly, the facial features of the franchise women are simply too perfect.
Overall, he can't complain since his drawing wouldn't even be capturing her in a photo-realistic manner. It honestly feels like he's wasting Anne's effort here.
The slime girl seems a little self-conscious by her son's intense staring and looks away a bit. However, she seems to know his thoughts.
"It's not perfect - I know, but this is the best I could do. Still, it's not bad, is it?"
Daniel gulps and has to stand to get a closer look. As he moves in, Anne takes a small step back and looks off a little in a different direction with a slight shuffle. Her dark brown hair hides some of her eyes, making her look mysterious.
Her change in mannerism causes him to pause. Is she worried? No...instead, Anne is being timid somehow.
"You look amazing actually," Daniel finally reveals, trying to bury the excitement in his heart. He quickly clears his throat before continuing. "I'm going to have to take some pictures of you for keeping because honestly, the oil painting is going to be quite the downgrade compared to how you look now."
"I see," she answers with an embarrassed smile. There's some silence before she motions to her son's setup with her hand.
"Er, shall...we start?"
Daniel blinks, then raises his voice hurriedly. "Uh...sure!"
He feels somewhat self-conscious all of a sudden. The way his slime mother is acting gives off a slight air of awkwardness, like she's not sure how to react to being drawn. She was so into the idea before, so...what happened?
As "Tifa" moves to sit in the chair in front of his easel, he figures out what might be going on with her.
'Could it be she's trying to mimic Tifa's personality from the game?'
As Daniel wonders, he also realizes she's changed her form of speech too!
While the fighter reclines into the chair in front of his easel, he has to confirm. "Mom, don't tell me you're trying to act like her?"
Anne tilts her head and lowers her thin brows. "I'm not sure I follow."
The artist breathes in slowly, then exhales while shaking his head. "I've said you don't need to go hard on this."
"Tifa" frowns before breaking into a small smile. "Really, Daniel...is there anything wrong though with a mother doing her best for her son?"
Hearing a game character refer to him as her son sends unexpected tingles down his spine. Suddenly, this feels weird, which is saying something given a slime girl has been acting like his mother so far.
His heart beats a little and takes another breath to cool down. He gives in, seeing how she's adamant about staying in character.
"Alright, fine. First, follow my finger."
Daniel extends his arm out and stops halfway. From his index finger, the Avalanche member stares just a little away from him. This gives the artist a nice rotation of her looking out into a distance while still mostly facing the viewer once drawn on the canvas.
"Okay, in that position, just stay like that!"
She does as told, but her eyes glance at him, then she smiles warmly. "I hope this won't take too long. I do have a bar that I'll have to get back to after this."
Daniel snorts. His lips turn up as his hand starts the underpainting. "Of course you do. I won't be long, Ms. Lockhart."
Since she's in this, he figures he can play into her character a bit. Otherwise, the silence that's unlike Anne makes it rather uncomfortable to paint.
"So...how is business?" he starts off after a small cough.
"Tifa" hums. "Going well. I've been receiving complaints about my delivery boy though."
Daniel chuckles as he draws a stroke on the canvas. "Is that so?"
The in-character slime girl lowers her gaze, then lets out a small giggle. "People say he needs to smile more."
"Accurate."
Her voice turns more subdued as she thinks more of the SOLDIER. "Sometimes I don't know what's going through his head though. He still has a hard time opening up to people."
"Tifa" sounds genuinely sad. Honestly, Daniel is somewhat amazed by her acting, so it takes some effort to keep his focus on the painting. He forces himself not to stare too much, burning into his head the character's sad smile and facial structure as she thinks of her friend.
'Anne's not only an artist but a performer too. I don't know whether to be amazed or frightened. How did she gather this much of the character within 15 minutes?' the artist thinks, curling his lips.
"What about you?" Daniel asks as he finishes up with the general shape of her head.
"Ah, well..."
"Tifa" sounds a little embarrassed again being analyzed, but she answers honestly with a sad smile. "I suppose it goes both ways. Each of us lost something in our own way, but we're trying to hold on and make do with what we have."
Her eyes smile at the artist as she slightly leans forward. "But that goes for us too, right Daniel?"
The artist nods, suppressing his own disbelief at how she's trying to relate. "What an incredibly generic statement, but yes, that does apply to us in a way."
The slime girl hums again, satisfied by her son's response. Like this, Daniel continues talking with this character, testing her and having her adjust her position from time to time. In the end, the artist has a good enough outline on his canvas with a level of shade and important facial features. Later, he'll bring the character portrait to life when he's ready to fill in.
"May I see?"
Daniel nods, then the bartender comes over while keeping her excitement held. When she sees the first layer of the canvas, her eyes widen. "It's beautiful."
"Yes, you are."
At this, "Tifa" turns away and clears her throat. "So, you need to take pictures of me now?"
Daniel nods and motions her to a blank wall. "Just stand over there, please."
The character follows as her son pulls out his phone. She shuffles her feet as he begins snapping photos around her, getting a good look at Anne's design decisions regarding how she formed herself. As he does, she smiles weakly, and although she's posturing herself confidently, a character like Tifa wouldn't be someone to pose for a camera unless it's needed.
When Daniel has all the photos he needs, he feels a strange power coming over him.
'What will happen if I posted these online? People will call it fake somehow, right? Or would it draw unwanted attention?'
The woman pokes at his shoulder, breaking his thoughts.
"So, are we done?"
Daniel shakes his head. "Y-yes! Anne, you don't need to stay in character anymore. You were wonderful!"
However "Tifa" remains, smiling appreciatively. "I still need to pay you back."
At this, the artist raises his eyebrow. "Er, not really? In fact, shouldn't I be the one to-"
His words halt in his throat as the bartender grabs his hand and squeezes. She gives a pleading look. "Daniel...we're family, aren't we? Even though you're far away from the rest of us, Denzel and Marlene are always..."
She pauses, then shakes her head. "Those kids miss you as well, but if I'm honest...I...miss you more! So since I'm here, can't I show my appreciation to my own son before I leave?"
Daniel's mind is in disarray. Tifa has always been a motherly figure, but he's not sure what fanfiction cringe universe he's managed to find himself in her mind. Still, he gets Anne's intention while she remains in character.
He clears his throat. "Well, in that case, should we head to the bedroom?"
The bartender cocks her head. "What do you mean?"
The artist blinks, wondering why he has to say it so explicitly. "I mean, you want to have sex. That's what you're implying, isn't it?"
"Tifa" gasps, then looks away while holding onto her arm by her side. As a result, she makes her large chest more noticeable as her arm tugs the tank top she's wearing.
"Daniel, that's..."
The artist frowns. Did he say something wrong? Clearly, this is what Anne is going for, so why is she pretending to be shocked?
"Tifa" bites her lips before staring into his eyes. "Daniel, I love you, but you're family like Marlene and Denzel is to me. Even though we're not related by blood, I can't betray Cloud like that."
Daniel exhales in disbelief, then raise his voice with his hands up. "Then what did you mean by appreciation!?"
"Tifa" pretends to be ashamed from the misunderstanding. "I just meant that I take you out somewhere or spend good time with you before I go!"
Daniel can't take this anymore and rubs his temples. "I'm so done with this. Please change back now, Anne. Your acting has gone overboard and is stressing me out. I can't-"
Before he could finish, the Avalanche member hugs him in a panic and buries her head into his shoulder. "Wait! I...I understand! I'll always be here if you need me! I just...I didn't know you felt that way for me!"
While hearing her pained voice, Daniel shuts his eyes and lets out an annoyed sigh. He wraps his arms around her frame and shivers as he feels her large chest pressed against him. Naturally, his cock hardens inside his pants.
After calming his nerves, Daniel reopens his eyes to "Tifa", who looks up at him with a resigned smile.
"Well, it can't be helped. Just be sure to keep this a secret, okay? I don't want Cloud to know about this."
She breathes softly as she leans closer. Daniel slides his hands to her hips as he awaits her lips. He feels oddly guilty about moving forward since "Tifa" is acting like she's about to cheat on the blond-haired man she loves.
Well, staying in character, she is cheating on him, but Daniel isn't going to let a fictional man stop him. "Mom..."
They lock lips together slowly while holding each other tight. Their tongues familiarly touch each other while their breathing becomes more erratic, or at least truly on Daniel's side. After enjoying a few more seconds of kissing, they part and stare into each other's eyes before locking lips again.
The kissing slowly moves into the bedroom with a trail of clothes that follows them until they're left naked and passionately embracing each other.
Daniel's hands travel down her curves while the fighter wraps her arms around his neck. They continue, moaning into each other's mouths.
After some time, they break away. The 7th Heaven bartender's hand moves down his neck to grasp her son's cock. Slowly, she strokes away in a gentle manner.
"You've been eying my chest a little," she notes with sly eyes.
Daniel hums, not denying it.
"Tifa" stops her hand movements and lowers herself to her knees. "Then, let me give you something special. Come closer."
The artist obeys as the fighter holds her chest with both hands, then snuggles her son's cock in between. As she does, her son groans a little from the soft feeling of her breasts.
With his cock buried between her mounds, "Tifa" squeezes her breasts, rubbing them over his shaft. The fact that his cock can slide within her chest without any lubricant is only possible because she has loosened her skin density around the area, making use of her slimy body to decrease friction.
For a few minutes, she strokes him in this position while the artist's cock adds its own lubricant on the surface of her bust. He can feel some sweat forming on his forehead as he strives to meet the busty bartender's strokes with his own hips.
Eventually, he slows down his thrusts and works out long strokes against her chest while holding her head for support. Then with her head pushed down, "Tifa" opens her mouth and sticks her tongue out, "tasting" the tip of her son's cock when it peeks through each time.
Daniel groans in pleasure as he feels her tongue licking his sensitive tip. At this point, the bartender has stopped moving her chest and only holds them together as her son does all the thrust work now.
"I'm going to cum soon," he announces after some time.
"Tifa" lifts her head up against her son's hand, then smiles warmly. "Go ahead and put into my mouth all the way."
The artist agrees and stops his thrusts. His mother unwraps his cock, then strokes his member with her hand to maintain the pressure until she lowers herself further on the ground and opens her mouth.
Normally Daniel would have to be careful, but since "Tifa" is ultimately a slime girl who can't feel as normal humans do, he tightens his grip against her head and pushes forward without concern.
The slime girl has learned her mistake the last time she downed her son's cock all the way. This time, the walls lining her pseudo-throat are reinforced as his cock comes in at an angle, then is properly swallowed down within her neck. As a result, she engulfs his cock without it blasting out of her and to Daniel's surprise, she goes even further.
The bartender opens her mouth wide. Then with her tongue, she pulls his balls into her mouth, causing her to thoroughly flush up against his crotch with eyes staring at him with love.
Seeing her son shiver in response, her eyes smirk. Daniel grunts as his shaft is squeezed while the slime tightens her mass. Already near the edge from the titfuck, he groans out into his room as the slime girl begins absorbing his cum as she has done before.
He slowly pulls out of her mouth when he's done spraying his load into the busty bartender's body. "Tifa", with her reddish-brown eyes, continues to stare at him lovingly while letting out a gurgled groan until his cock pops out. She leaves her tongue hanging outside for added slutty effect.
It works as Daniel feels his excitement not leaving him, which is rare. Such a unique experience, and seeing a famous character still raring to go after downing his cock keeps his libido from falling.
"Tifa" smirks and stands up as he tries to catch his breath. Without further warning, she pushes him down to the bed and gets on top of him with her legs straddling around his waist. She then kisses him once again, this time much longer than before. Her tongue presses against his lips in ways Daniel hasn't experienced in real life.
'Oh god, should she be this dominating?!' Daniel thinks.
After their tongues separate, the artist remains the only one panting as the bartender hums, wiggling her hips. "It can't be that my son is getting tired already? I might have to train you to hold up better."
Her teasing words hit him hard, causing his cock to dribble pre-cum again in preparation for another round in this fighter. This is only natural to the slime girl as she lifts herself a little and positions his cock right at her opening with a long stroke of her hand.
"It'll be okay, Daniel. I'll take good care of you. It's clear how much I need to protect you so that we can remain together," she declares, unwavering.
At this point, Daniel is unsure whether this is still "Tifa" speaking or if this is coming from Anne.
In any case, "Tifa" slams down onto his member. The bartender is so tight right off the bat that his breath is taken away. His dick stretches out within the tightness of her psudo-pussy and it feels like he's getting pounded inside her. As her pussy squeezes every inch of him, she moves her body back and forth while bouncing her chest on top of him.
Hearing moans from the game character are enough to send chills throughout his body. As he grabs her hips, he holds her close against his own body as they bounce together.
"Tifa!!" He groans as her slime internals squeezes around his cock harder than ever before. "I'm going to cum again!"
The busty Avalanche woman responds by smiling down at him. "Yes, that's so good, Daniel!"
She begins humping faster now while meeting each thrust until she finally comes across his clear orgasm. Daniel's legs tremble against the bed and soon falls limp under the impact of pleasure.
"Tifa" giggles at the artist's dazed eyes. She wiggles her hips a little until his cock slowly falls out, then flops next to him on her side with an arm raising her head. Compared to him, there's no exhaustion on her face. It's not surprising given Anne's nature, but it's possible such a bout would be nothing to the fighter as well.
"Better, Daniel?" she asks, humming while rubbing his chest.
"Yeah," the artist answers with a heavy breath, "Are you this aggressive in bed with Cloud?"
At this, she seems to grow embarrassed, then clears her throat. "Honestly for that man? If I don't, nothing will progress. I learned that pretty quickly since he's so hard-headed."
Somehow, that makes sense.
"Anyways," she starts, lifting herself up and stretching, "It's time for me to get going. Make sure to call me and the gang from time to time, okay?"
"Er...sure, I guess."
"Tifa" smiles warmly, then winks. "See you."
"Tifa" returns to being Anne and witnessing such a transformation for the first time, Daniel's mouth opens in awe. He can see her long hair shortening and becoming wavy in structure, all the while her height grows a little. Her face morphs ever so slightly, becoming cuter yet more grounded to reality.
Before long, Anne's olive eyes, which resembles his birth mother, stares back at him.
"Well? Did mama do good?"
At this, Daniel breaks out of his stupor and places a hand against his forehead. "You went way above and beyond."
Anne giggles happily and lies on the artist's chest. "Mama had so much fun becoming Tifa! I want to play more characters soon!"
Daniel closes his eyes and sighs, the thought somehow dreading him. He places an arm around his slime mother's back. Clearing his throat, he tries his best to detract the prospect with sugary words.
"Look mom, the only character I want is you."
Anne smiles sweetly. "Mama is happy, but I can be other characters from time to time!"
'God damn it,' the artist thinks as his cheesy line is completely dismissed.
Like that, their creative break has ended, although Daniel feels like he needs a bigger break now. With another breath, he gets up from the bed. They change back into their dropped clothes left throughout the apartment.
"So, whose sword was bigger?"
Anne hums. "Well, Cloud obviously!"
Daniel opens his mouth for a moment, wanting to make sure Anne understood his innuendo, but shuts his mouth. Innuendo or not, he resigns easily to the fact that it's probably true.