Lara Croft

"Lara Croft!" You exclaim the first name that comes to your mind.

With a faint grin on her face, Ava says, "At last. This actually sounds fun. Which version do you want? The new movie, the old movie, straight from the games, or from some obscure media like comics?

"I dunno, perhaps an amalgamation of some sort."

"Oh, you need to learn to express your wishes better. On other hand, guessing your wishes is a good change of pace after that boring omniscience. Take a look."

You blink and find yourself in a bedroom of some luxurious mansion. There, on a large antique bed, a topless woman sleeps on her back. Your heart skips a beat as you recognize Lara Croft. She is a blend of young Angelina Jolie and Alicia Vikander, with some other bits thrown in. The gorgeous long dark hair could belong to any of those two women, but full red lips are definitely Angelina's. Other facial features make Lara look like a daughter of the two female Hollywood stars as if this was somehow possible.

As for her breasts, fully exposed to your view, those watermelons are far larger than even Angelina's beauties that were made even juicer by the magic of the Holywood in the first movie. Looks like it was taken straight from Tomb Raider 1, rerendered to the real-life 'graphics' standards. Not only do they have a perfect shape, but there is also no single imperfection on them - Just perfect skin, with no blemishes, marks, or veins visible. Two delicious-looking nipples protrude proudly from the mounds, as perfect and symmetrical as the rest of the tits.

The rest of Lara Croft's body is exactly what one could expect from an action hero, an alluring feminine athleticism: smooth and firm abs, perfectly toned thighs, ankles of a goddess. Black panties cling around her crotch; leaving some room for your imagination.

"Well?" You hear Ava's voice in your head. Only now, after more than a minute of ogling, you notice that your girlfriend isn't even there and you are naked again. "Like her as she is or do you want some adjustments?"

You stare at the sleeping beauty with a hard-on throbbing painfully between your legs. The thought that she was created only to please you sends ripples through your mind. "She is damn perfect. Thank you!"

You hear a giggle followed by a question "What scenario do you want, honey?"

"Uhm?" You ask, slightly confused.

"I mean you can **** the shit out of her here, in her bedroom. Or I can put her in a dungeon full of toys, bound. Or you can defeat her in combat while she is on a mission. Or whatever you wish. Be creative!"