Aerith and Tifa's Infiltration Part 2 (Patreon)

Getting into Don Corneo’s palace was rather easy for both Tifa and Aerith. They were beautiful women dressed in elegant dresses that would appeal to anyone. Within moments they were standing before the large man and his pencil-thin mustache.

He licked his lips at the sight of them and it made Tifa shudder a bit as she pulled at her dress’s hem. She hoped that Aerith had taped her diaper tight enough to keep it close to her so that the sheer weight of its padding didn’t cause it to dip lower than the edge of her short purple dress.

“Well aren’t you two beauties!” the Don exclaimed, waving his hands ecstatically. Unexpectedly though, Corneo’s lecherous smile twisted and he reached for a button underneath his desk. “It’s too bad I know exactly why you’re here! You shouldn’t have been so loud-mouthed in town!”

Tifa’s attention snapped away from her diaper to the man laughing in front of them and she jumped into a fighting position. Aerith did the same next to her, reaching for a nearby chair. Unfortunately, before they could move to attack the man the floor fell out from under them and they found themselves free-falling.

The chute the pair were dropped into was almost completely pitch black. They couldn’t see what was happening around them, but they fell for several seconds before being caught by something that held them aloft in the darkness.

Tifa could feel it all over her: soft material was cupping parts of her body and keeping her in place, they were almost like hands running over her form. She shivered at the thought, looking around nervously.

“Aerith, are you okay?” she called.

A short distance below her a voice answered. “Yes, I’m just being held in place but whatever’s holding me feels wei— AHHHHH!”

For whatever reason Aerith screamed, motivating Tifa to struggle against the strange groping force. She realized what was likely happening to her friend as she heard a loud *RRIIIIPPP* and felt a piece of her clothing pull away from her skin, exposing her midsection.

The short skirted part of her dress fell away, leaving her with a small portion of her dress covering her bosom and her diaper completely exposed. This was a short-lived comfort that she was quickly relieved of as the remains of her dress were pulled off, leaving only the padding around her waist. Whatever had taken her clothes stopped at her diaper, cupping the padded crotch momentarily before pulling away.

She was slightly relieved until she felt something encroach on the garment itself and fold over it, securing it around her waist.

Then Tifa was moving again, passed downward by the various groping appendages until a bright light came from under her and she was dropped down through an opening.

She landed on a padded pink floor in a room thick with incense and lit by lantern light. Next to her sat Aerith, blushing and naked save for the thick diaper wrapped around her waist.

Tifa’s state was no better, maybe even worse as her padding was significantly thicker and she soon realized why–whatever was in that chute hadn’t just taken her clothes, but also double diapered her!