She gets everything she asked for.

Never let it be said that the devil doesn't keep his word, albeit in sadistic ways. Fame, fortune and beauty were given to Lara as she wished.

Beauty Lara got for sure, the next day Lara woke to find her body back to its breathtaking best. Large, firm natural tits, toned athletic curves, perfectly tanned skin. Her phone started ringing off the hook with offers for porn work and people **** to know Lara's new surgeon.

Fame came Lara's way, infamy is arguably a form of fame. Video of some of Lara's past exploits were leaked online, which led to major public backlash against her. The public were begging for Lara to face punishment for her crimes, but noone could verify in court that these videos were real, so she avoided jail or worse, but to a man every single person who knew her story loathed her and wanted to see her pay.

Fortune came her way as well, and only added to the infamy. An investment made years earlier in a potential diamond mine paid off hugely for Lara, giving her tens of millions overnight. Of course when the press did their digging they found near endless evidence of links to blood diamonds, but nothing a few bribes couldn't fix for her to let it roll on.

So Lara got everything she asked for, fame, fortune and beauty, and it left her crushingly alone in the world. Anyone near to her had left, replaced with people whose only motivation was to profit from Lara's money, status or body. Lover after lover came and went, each one her perfect man on the surface, and treating her like nothing but a fleshlight. All the money in the world can't buy love or friendship, and she had none of what she loved about her tomb raiding fame, adulation. The devil's perfect trick, to give you everything you ask for, and take away everything in life that might make you even the slightest bit happy.