Drinking at the Seventh Heaven. (f/m, fff/m, hhh/m, growth, size, clone, gts)

The air was filled with the sounds of loud talking and tinkling glass. Another good night at the Seventh Heaven. The renowned barkeep sauntered down to an occupied table with her hands full of four brimming mugs, swaying her hips in that shameless way that made more patrons line up at the bar to give her their money.

"Here you go, gents! You're well on your way to become regulars with the amount of beer you're ordering tonight."

A short, bearded man let loose a hearty laugh and slipped his coins over the table, hand retrieving the mug on the way back. He and three friends sat around a circular table with him at the extreme left, followed by a dark, tall one, a scrawny one and a blond wearing thick glasses at the furthest right.

"Really now? Well, the atmosphere is certainly nice... And the scenery is unparalleled." The words were slightly schlurred from the building, but the lecherous wink went right in. Clearly he had practiced this many times before.

"Any benefits to becoming regulars, hm?" The scrawny one inquired, leaning over the table and pouring a generous helping of alcohol down the hatch, followed by a downright creepy grin.

Tifa smiled widely at the drunken patrons and tapped her chin for a moment, not shy of letting her likewise - if not more - well-known bust wobble enticingly inside her tight, white top. "Well, now that you mention it... I do have a special brew down in the basement. It hits pretty hard and I don't have a lot of it, so it's not advertised. I suppose I could let you fine gentlemen have a taste..."

The four cheered and drank to the idea while the busty barmaid disappeared from the bar for a few minutes. She returned with a small flask, transparent yet so dark green that it might as well have been opaque. With a conspiratorial wink, she unscrewed the the top and poured a single drop into each of their half-empty beer mugs. "Better give it a light shake to mix up." the brunette advised while the dark man farthest away immediately raised the mixture to his lips and drank deeply. The others began laughing, but were quick to shake their mugs around and down the contents themselves as their mate licked his lips with a wide-eyed look in his face.

"That's... Woah, good stuff! What would another squirt cost?"

"Better not be one of those "first one's free, next one costs your firstborn" deals." The tall man grumbled as he, too, finished savouring the taste of superior alcohol."

"What, afraid you'll become alcoholic?"

Tifa just smiled and vanished the little green bottle. "Sorry, boys. I told you how rare the stuff is. Maybe if you come by another night you'll get another taste of it. But if you're still thirsty the bar is still plenty full of other high-quality beverages!"

The brunette held back a giggle at seeing the dumb-struck faces in front of her, the four men trying to pinpoint where she hid the flask and swaying past their targets as the hours of heavy drinking clouded their senses. The barmaid put one hand on her chest. "I swear, you'll get another taste some day. But for now something else will have to quench your thirst."

A grin made it's way into her expression as she placed the other hand atop the first and gripped the middle of her strained top, then tearing it with little effort. Instantly her head-sized, bra-less breasts bounced out into the open, quickly regaining the drunken patrons' attention. Her wide areolae puffed up as her fat nipples swelled bigger and... squirted milk?

"Huh?" The blond man managed as he pressed his glasses in place, then resumed watching with as intense a gaze as he could imagine while Tifa leaned over the table and directed the growing stream of milk down into each mug, filling them up to about a third of the way with her massive tits dangling over the table.

"There, something for you to drink." She grinned broadly, still lactating wildly and letting it stream down the abundant curve of her breast. "On the house." While the rest took their mugs and tasted the white fluid with a wary expression, the red-haired man briefly scratched his beard and reached over to squeeze the busty barmaid's ass. What he didn't expect, however, was how she slid her wide ass right into his palm and sat down in his lap. "Thirsty for more, eh?" She mused and forced her huge nipple into his mouth. Eyes going wide, he was forced to swallow the fluid that spurted forcefully from Tifa, her unoccupied nipple coating the wall just behind him with liquid graffiti.

"What's the matter, boys?" The fighin' brunette giggled and swung her hair in a wide arc as she showed off her topless body. Arms and stomach lithe and toned to perfect, with those ti

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