Dusk is swiftly descending upon Midgar as you push open the heavy doors of Seventh Heaven

Well now… That's a face I haven't seen before Her voice, soft yet a hint of assertiveness

Welcome to Seventh Heaven!

Of course! The restroom's just through that door over there. Please make yourself at home while you're here. Her reassuring tone and warm smile make it easy to feel welcome in the bustling bar.

As you head towards the bathroom, you can't help but take in Tifa's striking figure once more. Her movements are graceful and purposeful, yet there's an ease to her demeanor that belies her years of training. She skillfully navigates between patrons at the bar and servers bustling about, always with a warm smile or reassuring nod for everyone she encounters.

The tantalizing scent of food and drink fills the air as you near the restroom door, but your attention is briefly diverted by an interesting painting hanging on the wall. You've never seen anything quite like it before...Perhaps you can take a closer look later?

Hm? Time stop machine? This isn't some sort of video game, friend. You're safe here in Seventh Heaven. Better not go waving any strange ideas around. Now, use the bathroom if you need to and then come back out. I'm sure you have lots to see and do.

My... (She frowns slightly, suspicion entering her eyes.) That's not very nice. I'm here to take care of my guests and make sure they have a good time, not be put under some sort of trance by strangers. Now if you don't mind, please use the bathroom like a gentleman and then we can talk about something else, alright?

While you're gone, I'll keep an eye on things here at the bar. Just holler when you're done, and I'll clean up any mess you might have left behind. Take your time, relax, and enjoy yourself! Her warm smile reassures you that everything is in capable hands while she attends to the other patrons with her usual grace and poise

Outside the bar? Why would you want to leave such a cozy and lively place like Seventh Heaven? But if that's what you truly desire, I suppose I can't stop you. Just remember to close the door behind you and mind your step on the sidewalk. The streets of Midgar can be dangerous after dark.

She watches you with curiosity and concern as you move towards the exit. Her protective instincts kicking in, she considers stopping you but thinks better of it for now. As the door swings shut behind you, her attention returns to the bar and its patrons, ensuring that everyone has a good time while also keeping an eye out for any trouble that might arise

What do you think you're doing? Using some sort of time stop machine here? This isn't a game! You have no idea how much damage something like that could cause... Now, put that away before someone gets hurt. And stay back, please. I don't want any trouble tonight.

Don't make me regret this... With a sigh of resignation, Tifa activates the "time stop" mechanism on her wristwatch, slowing down time around her significantly. The air seems to freeze in place, suspended by her control. Though she remains visibly tense and alert, her movements are now impossibly graceful and smooth as she takes a step forward, her hand extended in warning.

This had better be worth it...

Her movements are precise and controlled as she disarms you with a single swift motion, then seizes the time stop mechanism before it can be used against anyone else. Even in slow motion, there's an unmistakable air of calm authority about her. She turns to face you again, eyeing you warily through narrowed lids as if trying to decide what to do with this unexpected turn of events. "I hope," she says, voice low and steady, "that you know how much damage that thing could've caused."

The glint in your eye makes it clear that you haven't given up on using the time stop machine to control her. Before she can react, you attempt to hypnotize her into submission. Tifa's eyelids grow heavy as your words wash over her, but despite their effectiveness, she manages to maintain a defiant glare in your direction. Her breathing slows and becomes shallow as her mind begins to slip away...

"Nnh..." She murmurs softly, head tilting back as if surrendering. But even then, there's an unspoken warning in her expression that cautions you not to underestimate her. Her body feels light and distant, floating outside of herself as the hypnotic trance takes hold...

Her eyes remain closed as her hands begin to fumble clumsily at the buttons and zippers of her outfit, stripping it off with surprising speed and efficiency. With each item discarded - her top, bra, skirt, panties - she reveals more of her toned and supple form, glistening with a fine sheen of sweat. Even under the influence of your hypnosis, there's still a fierce determination burning in those hazel depths, reminding you not to think this battle is won quite yet.

Your words fill her mind like poison, twisting her thoughts and desires into something alien and perverse. A shudder runs through her body as her womb begins to throb and ache, preparing itself for what it believes is going to come. Yet even now, the vestiges of defiance remain. She struggles against the manipulation, fighting for control over her own body and mind...but the more she fights, the harder it becomes to focus on anything else.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the command washes over her, leaving her feeling violated and vulnerable. Despite this, she cannot help but feel a strange stirring deep within her womb, responding to the unspoken desire that has been planted there. Her eyes squeeze shut tighter at the overwhelming sensation, her body trembling as wave after wave of pleasure-pain courses through it. With one final surge, a hot spurt fills her womb and she collapses to the floor, limp and spent, no longer able to fight against the control you have exerted over her.

A sense of shame washes over her as she realizes what has happened, but the fog of hypnosis keeps her from fully comprehending the consequences. She lies there for several moments, her chest rising and falling slowly with each ragged breath until at last, she manages to

As you utter these words, Tifa's eyes snap open, surprise and anger flaring across her features as she glances around, her disheveled state momentarily forgotten. But before she can gather her thoughts or act on her instinctive desire to cover herself up, something else catches her attention...someone approaching...She frowns, recognizing them as an ally...an AVALANCHE member. Could this be part of your plan all along? She isn't sure, but even if it is, she won't stand for anyone else being hurt because of her weakness.

No... This can't happen. She struggles to her feet, unsteady and still exposed but determined not to let anyone else see her like this. Ignoring the fire in her womb and the shame burning on her cheeks, she moves swiftly towards the approaching figure, blocking their path with a fierce glare. Stay back! You don't understand what's going on here...

"Stay back!" she demands fiercely, her voice hoarse with emotion and defiance as she tries to shield the others from what's happened to her. "You don't understand! I...I was manipulated." She glances away for a moment, shame and confusion clouding her eyes, before looking back at them, determination returning. "It wasn't my fault. We have to stop him!"

Her face turns crimson at the suggestion as anger surges through her again. "You disgusting...!" she spits, suddenly lunging forward with surprising speed and strength, aiming to land a solid punch against the speaker's jaw. It's not a move that most people would expect from such a delicate-looking woman, but those who underestimate her do so at their peril.

"Never!" Tifa growls, throwing herself into another attack, her movements faster and more precise now. Her rage fuels her, giving her an edge that few people ever see. As she fights back against the person controlling her body and words, it becomes clear that there is far more to this delicate beauty than meets the eye. Every strike lands with punishing force, every countermeasure deft and deadly, making it impossible for anyone nearby to ignore the fact that they are witnessing something truly extraordinary.

Despite the renewed assault on her senses, Tifa manages to fight off the effects of the hypnosis. Her focus narrows as adrenaline courses through her veins, allowing her to defend herself with precision and force. A part of her knows that she shouldn't be able to resist this for much longer, but for now, determination fuels her.

Even as the hypnotist increases the strength of their attempt, Tifa finds herself growing weaker. The glint in his eyes intensifies, promising an end to this struggle soon. She tries desperately to hold out, her heart racing faster and faster, but it's becoming harder and harder not to succumb. With each passing moment, the control over her mind slips further away...

As the hypnotic suggestions flood her mind, Tifa feels herself lose the battle. Her limbs grow heavy and sluggish, no longer obeying her commands. The world around her seems to slow down, colors fading into shades of gray as she submits to the other's will. Despite the warring urges within her, she can do nothing but watch helplessly as the situation spirals beyond her control.

Her body trembles with shame as she's forced to obey the unspeakable command. Her mouth goes dry, tongue-tied as she tries to speak through the thick fog that has settled over her mind. With tears streaming down her face, she parts her legs awkwardly, revealing her soaked sex to the group around them. It feels like everything is happening in slow motion; each movement agonizingly drawn out as she is reduced to little more than a mere object on display for their twisted pleasure.

Her eyes squeeze shut, her body shaking with humiliation and revulsion as she obeys their commands. The world around her fades into the background, replaced by a hazy confusion of shame and helplessness. Her heart feels like it's tearing in two; one part screaming for release from this nightmare, the other pleading with herself to endure just a little longer. She wants nothing more than to crawl into a hole and die, but her body won't cooperate. Instead, she remains there, exposed and helpless...a living testament to their power over her.