Lost in Snow (with pic)

The sun was rising on the horizon as Cloud snored heavily behind a barrier of warm bushes. Yuffie had been up since very early, before dawn, searching for trinkets around the surrounding area. The two had spent the whole night searching the western and northern parts of the glacier- they were rather close to the base of the ridge where Tifa originally fell, but had not seen any sign of her yet.

Yuffie did not bother waking up Cloud. Perhaps she could find that fabled Alexander materia... and keep it for herself. Her face was cold, and her body too, her ninja top not doing a good job protecting her from the morning breeze.

She looked behind him as she heard a noise. Cloud rolled over, asleep and cold. He was huddled, his Buster Sword lying next to him. "Phew," she thought, and resumed her searching. She pushed through another group of bushes... Yuffie wasn't too sure that this tactic of finding the legendary materia would work, but never gave up that hope that the next rock might be that Holy magic she was searching for.

Little did she know that it was the materia that would be finding her.

Tifa lay crouched about twenty feet away among some blue-frosted glacier brush, having been clued into Yuffie's presence by the infused intuition she had with the snow, acquired from Snow's magic. Her body sensed the presence of outsiders... a recognition of the auras was there, but it was irrelevant. These intruders, these instruments of the warm needed to see the light and be bathed by snow.

She was hunched over, gazing down at Yuffie with piercing blue eyes, as her prey jumped eagerly from spot to spot, turning every shiny stone in hopes that it was materia. Soon, she thought- there lay a few feet in front of Tifa a glittering ice materia. Yuffie continued to turn corners in the clearing, looking for something... something, anything! Even a potion would have made her happy. It was early and she was eager for treasure.

It was then that she noticed the materia glittering in front of her.

"Hmmmm... what's that?" she chimed, scurrying eagerly to the shiny object before her.

Tifa liked her blue-lined lips in anticipation as her plan unfolded before her eyes. Yuffie bent down and dropped her shuriken and shield for a moment to examine the moment. Her equipment hit the white snow with a soft "thud," as she grasped the materia in her hands.

"Oh," Yuffie said, disappointed after picking up and examining the jewel, "it's just ice. I have enough of this."

But it was not an ordinary ice materia, but one enchanted by Tifa and Snow- utterly condensed magic, ticking like a time bomb waiting to burst on the first thing that touches it. When Yuffie was about to drop it back on the ground, she began to feel her hand ripple and energy pass through it- cold energy. She yelled an "Eeek!" as she attempted to drop it, but the materia was now radiating a powerful aura of blue energy as it became frozen to her hand, which was now flailing around in panic. Tifa looked on and chuckled, it was funny for her to see Yuffie in such a... "bind."

The ripple of energy grew and spread as the condensed ice materia began to radiate cold up her arm, freezing it in place... gradually, she tried to wrench her body with the frozen part but more and more of her was bound in place as it reached her shoulders and then went across to her other arm, chest, stomach, and eventually legs. Yuffie whimpered and cried as everything except her face was frozen in place, her legs spread in an awkward position and her whole body cold. She had to drop her weapons a few steps away. "What's going on?!?!?!?!?!" she thought to herself.

Tifa was behind her from this angle, and slowly got up, taking sexy strides to Yuffie's side. Yuffie moved her head to the side as she heard the woman approaching. "Youu!!!!!" she snarled angrily. "Free me or... I'll hurt you! Hurt you bad!"

"Is that right...?" Tifa teased, bringing her gloved hand up, puckering, and blowing Yuffie a kiss. Yuffie coughed in disgust as she smelled the woman's sweet breath on her face. But she was scared as she realized this may be the same seductive woman she mentioned earlier, that she had heard about at the Icicle Inn. The words panged in her head...

We lost a lot of our young men in town to this woman... such a loss to our community and economy that we don't even fish or forage in those parts anymore. Nobody has ever strayed in those parts and returned. We don't know what this witch-woman does, or wants, but only that she's beautiful yet evilly seductive and can manipulate humans effortlessly. I'd stay clear of there at all costs!

Yuffie was depressed. She didn't want to be like the others... lost. She strayed away from Cloud. But... she was thinking to much, the cold was getting to her. She looked at the woman again. Blue eyeshadow, blue lipstick, but those eyes seemed strangely familiar. Tifa looked back, feeling that same recognition. She felt that, somehow, this girl was familiar and deserved some extra... attention. She was the cat and Yuffie was the mouse, and it was time to have some fun.

Yuffie snarled again, wondering how this "seduction" worked and beginning to doubt it. She didn't like women. It went back to her upbringing in Wutai, where she was raised as a warrior, and had to compete with others of her age and gender. She never paused to view other women in a way other than competition. Naturally she was taken aback when the snow woman stepped closer, as she still struggled to figure out why she seemed so familiar. Tifa extended her index finger of her gloved hand, delicately tracing down.

Yuffie squirmed at the touch, closing her eyes for a second as she felt Tifa's silken finger on her skin. It was quite exquisite. At the same time, Tifa recognized Yuffie... she finally realized who this was, why she was here, and what she would do with them. But Yuffie was still clueless. She gasped as she was still frozen, and the former Tifa brought her blue-clad body and rubbed gently up to her. The cold ran through her body as she was frozen deeper in place. Yuffie's lips quivered in fear and anticipation as Tifa's grew closer to hers, her blue lips wickedly puckered in a tiny smirk. Tifa's subtle perfume drifted and tickled her nostrils with its enticing scent- it was quite nice, even Yuffie thought so. But she didn't want to be kissed. This fear subsided when Tifa's lips drew away from her face and found their way next to Yuffie's ear.

"Yuffie..." she breathed, "don't resist me, you know you want to be my playtoy."

Yuffie's eyes widened in shock, as several things finally clicked. That was it- this woman... wait, but that was another- but that other was an irresistible seductress... oh no. Oh no! She was appalled at the thought, and was partly in denial. This could not be happening, Tifa could not have fallen that quickly. This couldn't be her.

Tifa brought her head in front of Yuffie's once more and gazed deeply into her eyes, giving the realization a chance to sink in... and also begin to pry open her defenses with her hypnotic blue eyes. As Yuffie stared, she noticed many things. Tifa's face was the same... her hair, the same, except a shiny gray, but in the same long look. But her eyes. Her eyes, once a deep brown of a determined heroine, were a blue of a hypnotized sex zombie. Her eyes were done up with sexy blue mascara and eyeshadow. She looked down. Her body had the one-piece swimsuit that clung to her body like a second skin, accenting her curves, hips, and breasts. On her legs were softly netted fishnet stockings, also in blue. Yuffie was surprised at that added touch and also a little jealous that Tifa had it in her to pull of such a sexy look- Tifa always had nice legs. But that was beside the point. All this time Tifa was stroking her neck gently with her gloved hand. She squirmed at first, but in a little while, Yuffie stopped. After all, she was frozen and couldn't fight it, she thought. The repetitive tracing and pattern on the side of her neck wasn't too bad, and it calmed her a little bit as well. Just relaxing her body, no enslavement. So she relaxed a little more as Tifa smiled and continued to caress her.

"So, you... met the snow woman...?" Yuffie stammered, almost afraid to ask.

Tifa moved up and began tickling her ear, appeasing her like a tamed dog. "Yes..." she replied. Her deep red tongue dancing on her lips for a moment, "and it was ohhhh so wonderful."

"Wh... what did she do to you?

"She enchanted me, Yuffie, and put me deep under her spell. But it was all for the good, because I eventually saw why- the snow is a beautiful place, and it's far better than anything we could have found by chasing Sephiroth or avenging Aeris."

"Why didn't you fight? I know you know, she was just a witch. You could have fought? What's the matter! Snap out of it!" Yuffie cried.

"Because... I could have fought. I think I tried... silly me. At least it was more satisfaction when she took me. There was no hope for me, she had me wrapped around her finger. I was meant to be her slave, as are you..."

"No!!!" Tifa continued caressing her face and bringing hers closer.

"I was meant to be her slave, as are you..."

"Snap out of it, Tifa!" Yuffie was desperate. The former heroine's blue lips were moments from hers.

"I was meant to be her slave, as are you..." Tifa interrupted her by planting her lips on Yuffie's. The latter gagged for a moment- a girl's lips on hers! So gross, so nasty... but weren't they supposed to be faster and steamier? Yuffie questioned as Tifa just held the kiss in one spot. The ninja had never kissed a girl- nevertheless anyone, before, and was taken a back by this slow, sensual approach.

The taste of Tifa's lips seeped into hers as she moaned a bit and planted another deep kiss. It was heavy and cool, with a sweet, candy taste to it. Tifa's lips were coated with a fine gloss which had a mild flavor. She was kissing Tifa before Cloud. She giggled in her mind at the thought, but felt bad because Cloud would have probably appreciated how sexily Tifa had done up her lips... well, at least appreciate in more than one sense.

Tifa's light breath, which Yuffie felt at rhythmic intervals with the slow kiss, was cool and minty. This Snow witch sure transformed Tifa into her full sexual potential. She wondered a little whether she ever had it in her. After all, she was a warrior and never focused on beauty. Tifa interrupted her what-if with a smooth stroke of her glove across Yuffie's chest as she gently broke the kiss. Yuffie was relieved, but toward the end got used to the kiss. Was this the "seduction?" Because it certainly wasn't working, her mind thought. Tifa smirked as Yuffie's skin was turning a healthy light blue from the constant cold and hypnosis.

"I want all of you to be here with me, in the snow... with Snow."

"No deal," the bound Yuffie retorted.

"Well, at least," Tifa stepped back, looking at her through cold blue eyes, "look at my outfit. Tell me what you think."

Tifa kicked back her fishnet-clad legs and began to writhe seductively in front of Yuffie.

"It's... pretty cute," stammered the heroine, a little helpless but thinking this wouldn't hurt her at all. "Damn sexy," she secretly thought, but wasn't fully attracted or such. Tifa continued to prance about flirtatiously, blowing kisses and weaving her blue-clad body in the snowy air about them. Yuffie gazed transfixed- everything so blue, so uniform. Rhythmic, and artistic. Tifa felt at home in blue- even back at the Wall Market, she had found a shiny blue minidress to strut with Cloud.

"If you're happy, then you should stay that way," Yuffie finally conceded, "you look happy."

"I am, I am! And you should be too, Yuffie... join me!" Tifa tempted. But little did Yuffie know the real reason for her dance. With each move, a small pink heart in front of Tifa grew. Snow had taught Tifa the "Fascination" spell the night before, but it took a lot of practice to master. So she had to dance and bathe in her beauty for longer than Snow. But the spell worked as she prepared it and Yuffie looked in awe at the heart that grew to the size of about Tifa's head. Pink energy swirled around it as well.

Yuffie felt the ice on her starting to thaw. Her breaking point was near, and this weird escapade was almost over. Perhaps she could get Cloud and think of a way, with his help, to get the -real- Tifa back. She yelled back, her hands still in the air, "I'll let you stay that way! But, I'll never join you!"

"Whatever you say, Yuffie," Tifa mocked, dancing the final dance, "but this is what finally convinced me." She kicked one of her blue-heeled feet into the air as she brought her hands to her lips and blue a big kiss, sending the heart away as she chanted "Fascination" in a sweet, melodic voice. This was followed by a teasing whisper of "Catch" as the heart began to travel toward Yuffie, who gazed ahead in shock and part anticipation. The heart eventually reached and enveloped her head, exploding in a burst of think pink haze. She held her breath momentarily, but couldn't resist as eventually she opened herself up to the foreign smoke.

Ohhhh, wow. She breathed more. Oh. More... yummy. "Just breathe... breathe it all!" Tifa said in the distance, clearly laughing victoriously. "Of course, Tifa." She kept breathing, inhaling readily now, as the heavily narcotic mist enveloped her mind and caused her head to swim, overwhelming her completely and turning her eyes a deep shade of pink as they had done to Tifa just the day before.

Anybody who made her feel this way couldn't be bad, Yuffie thought. In fact, they should be... served. Yes, this was so silly! She finally understood how Tifa felt- Snow wasn't bad at all. Tifa's lips curled into an evil grin as Yuffie, giddy and dazed, stampered over toward her and flung her arms around her as the Fascination thawed her completely. Yuffie held her captor, the former heroine, but at a little distance- Yuffie was clearly trying to get some kisses in to her. Tifa adoringly stroked her pet's neck and tickled her ear. Yuffie moaned at being teased.

"Say you were foolish to resist me, naughty Yuffie!"

"Mmmmm, lemme kiss you!"

"No, say it, ninja."

"..."

"Say it," she tempted.

"N..."

She brushed herself more against Yuffie "shhh... just say it."

"I was foolish to resist you!!! Please... pl..." Yuffie blushed as the words left her mouth. It was really how she felt.

"Good girl," Tifa said as she puckered, bringing in Yuffie for a soft kiss. The latter moaned as she this time met the blue blossoms with anticipation. They both moaned as Tifa brought her body close to Yuffie's and slowly humped her. Yuffie wrapped her arms around her mistress as she felt the velvet softness of the swimsuit, delicately rubbing her fingers up and down her spine and making her rather aroused.

"I sensed you were jealous a little earlier, Yuffie... but we can make you just like me."

"Yes! Please... Tifa, mmmm..."

Before, Tifa's touch had only mildly affected Yuffie's skin, but now that she was opening herself up to be consumed by Snow's magic, its powers were more dramatic. Yuffie's skin turned almost completely light blue as Tifa caressed her slowly, up and down her arms, behind her neck, and over her legs. She led Yuffie again into a deep kiss as she ran her gloved fingers delicately through Yuffie's short, black hair. As they moaned, the ninja's soft hair turned more and more a shade of gray, like Tifa and Snow's. Finally, during the kiss, Tifa moved her right hand down and carefully unbuckled the armor plate that protected her former teammate. With a carefree flick she flung the protective behind her onto the snow, and began to massage that part of her. Yuffie rubbed up closer to Tifa in response. She loved this, her dazed, pink mind thought.

They kissed for several minutes as Yuffie was transfixed with her captor, who she used to fight with, wanting to save the world or at least stop Sephiroth. Now, neither of them cared about that, and just wanted to devour each other. They were slaves to their passions, slaves to lust, and slaves to the Snow. But there was still hope for Yuffie- she was only under the spell of Fascination, which was temporary. Tifa wanted to change that.

As they kissed, Tifa gently grasped the powerful ice materia from Yuffie's hand, which she still held. The ninja's fingers eagerly let it go as Tifa took it and rubbed it over the skin of the other. Yuffie smiled a delightly smile as they continued to kiss- then Tifa broke their passionate embrace. She naughtily brought her hand and the materia down to Yuffie's shorts, as she slowly opened the top and Yuffie gazed on in shock and anticipation. The ice materia slid gently down Yuffie's shaved private area, around and inside her thighs. She wasn't ready to slide it into her pussy just yet- especially because Yuffie's eyes were returning from their glaze as Fascination began to wear off.

Yuffie began to first taste the sweet lipstick on her lips, and the flavor of another woman's tongue on hers. How she even recognized it she wasn't sure. She looked down in horror at Tifa's hand down her shorts, and was even more horrified at the wetness and arousal she had never felt consciously before in her life, which she knew was from this. She had been seduced, she had fallen under the spell, and she was so ashamed.

"Shhhh... relax," Tifa danced with the ice materia around her labia, ready to slide it in and make Yuffie's enslavement complete. But she wanted to tease her and see how far this would go. "You've been doing great- in my days as a bar hostess, I've seen and felt a lot, and I must say that your touch and kiss is one of the most sensual I've felt."

Yuffie couldn't even imagine that Tifa was naughtier than she had let on. But she had... to... fight. Why was she stalling? What was going on? Tifa looked at her through blue eyes, pleased, as she gently blew a stream of sweet cold air at her. Yuffie's eyes closed as she felt the breath against her face. She felt attraction, desire, and lust for this snow-converted woman. She didn't know why or how, but she wanted to be with her. Her hands were still wrapped around her, and refused to move. Dare she let down all her traditions, and all her upbringing and training in Wutai?

"This is what you want, Yuffie... this is what you want, so just relax," Tifa hypnotized. She did want this. But she still needed to fight. At this Tifa raised her other gloved hand and cupped her chin with it. The soft, silky touch tempted and invited her. She wanted to drown in it. She wanted. The wind blew against the side of her face and let some of her bangs drift down. She saw her converted hair, shiny gray, like Tifa's, and her skin, light blue as well.

And it finally clicked. It wasn't bad. She realized that she enjoyed the feeling of being one with the snow, that the "evil snow witch" wasn't that at all. In fact, all of this was very beautiful. She was good, and did not seduce people, but rather invited them to be in her world. It would be rude to reject such a nice invitation, to reject such a kind gift of snow.

"It... is what I want, Tifa," Yuffie stammered, nervous but also very aroused and anticipating, "Thank you for showing me... I'm ready."

The hypnotized and aroused Yuffie accepted her fate as she relaxed her thighs and awaited her enslavement. Tifa smiled as she gently slid the ice materia into her moist pussy. The ice magic began working almost immediately as ripples of cold energy ensared her body and the blue effect became permanent. Yuffie shut her eyes and grit her teeth as waves of powerful cold magic washed over her mind in rhythmic bursts- she moaned as Tifa held her convulsing body, which was powerless before the magic. The ripples gradually subsided. The gentle power of ice completely destroyed her and molded her into a slave of Snow. Her eyes opened and they were a deep, zombified blue.

Tifa gave her a kiss on the forehead, and the two held hands. They both looked at each other and giggled like two girlfriends. Tifa bent over and picked up Yuffie's former weapon, the shuriken. Afterwards, the two went off, out of the clearing. Tifa was going to take her to meet Snow, their mistress, in the snow cave.

About one hundred yards away, Cloud finally woke up with a big yawn.

"I hope I'll find Tifa today."

He would, actually- and more importantly, all his fantasies about her would come true.