Lucy the Unforgiving - vengeful lesbian

Lucy had always been an unfortunate soul, God or the unfeeling cosmos gifted her with nary a talent or skill. Mediocre height, breasts, ass, and personality; merely an observer to life around her. She discovered this and accepted it early in life and was content to live and die without ever being truly "alive."

Lucky for Lucy, there is no predetermined fate, the world would soon open up for her...

Lucy jerks up from sleep, her eyes adjusting to the light cast from her window. She scratches at her pudgy stomach. Stretching, she reaches for her glasses, bumping her pinky against her nightstand. After shaking the pain away, she puts them on, lies back down, and scrolls her phone. "Damn, class is in 2 hours," she mutters, scrolling through Discord. "Nothing," she thinks. She scratches her scalp, her long black tangled hair catching her finger for a sec.

As Lucy rotted away, she thought of the dread of class. College had mostly been fine, but it turned for the worse when she took Biology 2 and got stuck with Sarah Silverman, the biggest bitch known to man, as she would put it.

Sarah, in essence, was Lucy's opposite. Tall, impressive rack, rocking ass, and a lovely personality. A gentle soul that'd make you believe in intelligent design. To Lucy, such a perfect being awoke deep insecurities she had thought she buried years ago.

She knew it was irrational, Sarah never flaunted or taunted, but she hated her. She hated the people who adored her even more. To Lucy, it made her believe that the Devil was after her.

In a fit of annoyance, Lucy opened up an ero-doujinshi site and flicked through some mind control comics. Masturbation was one of her few retreats. "This one is good, God I wish I could do that," Lucy was reading a particularly nasty piece of work of a Japanese mother being manipulated into fucking her son and offering sex to any man she saw. Lucy wanted ever so badly to have dominion over someone like that, to at least be significant to one person, to be their God. She spent a lot of time these days reading stories like these, she had become something of an expert.

Reaching climax, Lucy's brain short-circuited and she passed out. When she awoke, she found a pen in her hand, kind of like a Sharpie but the cap had runes on it. It looked like stone but felt soft. The base was normal, strangely. Lucy curiously took the cap off, a burning need to write came over her.

"I...why...why...do I want to write...," a fire was lit and she ran out of her dorm room and into the world, not bothering to shower or change her clothes she'd worn for two days. "...Need a canvas...I need flesh," Lucy rushed down her dorm's hallway and spotted a peer she didn't know tying her shoes. She was bent down, her ass crack showing a bit as the fat of her ass tugged on her shorts. Lucy, in a manic state, wrote the first thought upon viewing such a glorious sight: "LUCY'S ASS ****." As soon as the pen finished the "E," the woman jumped up and turned around.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING," she grabbed Lucy by the collar and raised her almost a foot off the ground. She towered over Lucy, her sharp black eyes looking into Lucy's own sopping pupils. "Uhhh..well...haha..," Lucy had no retort, she could only squirm as the tall girl slammed her against the wall. Despite the circumstances, Lucy took a moment to admire her tomboyish face, short spiky hair emphasizing her forehead and all. She leaned her face close as she shouted, "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU," as she raised her fist in order to make good on her word, a good Samaritan happened by.

"ALEX, what are you doing?" Turning over a bit, Lucy spotted an average-looking girl who put her hands on the gorilla assaulting her. "THIS BITCH WROTE SOMETHING ON MY ASS," she screamed, enough to make Lucy's ears ring and regret doing something so stupid. She'd ruin her life for nothing. She could see it now: expulsion, family disowning her, jail.

But unexpectedly, the passerby, after examining the writing, simply retorted, "Isn't that normal? You are Lucy's Ass ****, isn't it normal to mark properly like that?" She cocked her head slightly, truly confused. Lucy's heart was racing, and Alex's eyes went bloodshot as her grip became tighter. "WHAT," she screeched, loud enough to reverberate around the whole building.

Alex, for the first time, craned her back to look at her own ass, sealing her fate. It was like she awoke from a dream, her grip loosened, Lucy fell to the floor confused. Alex, taking two steps back, fell to the ground soon after, placing her forehead squarely on the floor, prostrating herself. She shouted yet again, "I'M SORRY MISTRESS, THIS ASS **** DOESN'T KNOW WHAT CAME OVER HER," this was the loudest of them yet.

Lucy's mind froze, the information before her too incomprehensible, her brain stopped working. Thankfully, her body was willing to fill in the position. Adjusting her glasses, Lucy's entire demeanor changed. She raised her foot and stomped Alex's head into the ground further. "Damn right you should be sorry. I gave you the privilege of being my Ass **** and this is how you repay me. Learn your place, you worthless cow. Your only worth in this world is how well you satisfy me. The second you fail, your existence is not needed by anyone." Lucy began twisting her sole into Alex's scalp. Her friend, getting bored at what she perceived to be a normal sight, simply walked away.

"I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY, I'M..," Lucy squatted down and whispered, "Shhhh, you're too loud, talk like that again or I'll free you from being my ****."

"Ah N..," Alex paused, finally speaking in a normal voice, "no please mistress, I'll be good, I promise, let me serve you." Alex turned her body, presenting her ass to Lucy. "Please use me," she sobbed. Lucy, not one to disappoint, started manhandling Alex's ass, feeling its weight and elasticity in her hands. It wasn't rock hard but had a firmness that pushed back a little, like a memory foam pillow. Lucy pulled Alex's shorts and panties down to admire her pink asshole. Like a child playing with her toy, Lucy began fingering around it, causing Alex to spasm with pure delight. "A..Ah..Mistress," she moaned, trying not to be too loud.

Lucy was in her own world as she started ramping up her play, soon shoving her whole fist up Alex's willing asshole. Alex jolted forward, biting into her arm to not scream as she climaxed. "Hahaha, you little freak, you like it rough, don't you," Lucy jabbed. Alex, barely conscious, slurred out "..y-yesh."

Lucy rudely gave no warning and pulled her fist out as quickly as she had jammed it in. Alex, almost passing out, let go of her bladder and pissed herself. Sniffing her fist, Lucy skipped over and presented it to Alex, demanding she clean it. Obeying, Alex started licking the juices of her body with her own tongue like a cat, sitting in a warm pool of her own piss.

Lucy rubbed Alex's hair, "good girl, good Ass ****." Alex blushed in response, feeling genuine happiness and contentment. Her whole life was worth living for this moment. She couldn't even feel the urine getting cold.

Lucy grinned down at the giant-made ****, thinking about all the possibilities that lay before her.