The end of Lara the gutter rat

It had been years since Lara had been kicked out on the street by Carlos. She was lying in a ditch by the side of the road, struggling to move her broken body. It was hard to say what was killing her. It could have been the years of lower and lower quality ****, it could have been any of her numerous STDs, or maybe her gangrenous tits were killing her. It didn't matter, all she knew was that people had been walking by her living corpse writhing in the ditch for three days, ignoring her attempts at calling for help. She could only reflect what had become of herself in the last few years.

She had existed as an object of pleasure for the lowest in society. They would fuck her, **** her, and **** her to injure herself for often only cents at a time. Her once tight body was now a wreck. She was missing a hand, and the words THIEF tattooed into her wrist stump gave away how she lost it. She was still missing an eye, and was often humiliated being called the pirate slut and having various fluids poured into her socket. She had finally got her heels off her feet, but only because she was paid two dollars to melt them off in a fire, something Lara did without a seconds thought. Ever since being wrecked by the cone her pussy had been completely useless even to the biggest of cocks, so her asshole and throat were her most used holes. She had very few teeth left, one of her clients gave her 50 cents a tooth for each of them she pulled out herself so she made a few dollars that day. Barely an inch of her body wasn't covered in some sort of bodily fluid, mostly semen. Guys would mostly just leave her a few cents to jerk off all over her these days, noone wanted to touch her.

Lara stared up at the billboard across the road as it was being changed. The new poster had a picture of Sam on the front, and a title "The new tomb raider kicks ass". Lara let out a muffled moan, expressing her deep pain at seeing the poster.

The noise alerted a homeless man who was scavenging further down the ditch. He came over and saw Lara's naked writhing form, and she looked at him, her facial expression pleading for compassion. The man simply took his cock from his trousers and started to stroke it. He walked around the back of Lara, but thought twice upon seeing her slimy diseased asshole seeping all over her legs. "Not that hole then", he said, moving back to Lara's head. He crouched down in front of her, and she muffled a moan, not wanting him to fuck her mouth. He ignored her pleas, and took hold of the back of her head, but not into her mouth, rather, into her empty eye socket. Lara gargled and her tongue lolled as the man's filthy cock pushed its way past whatever tender flesh it found, his cock delivering a humiliating lobotomy as he fucked her brain. It didn't take him long to reach a climax, and he filled the inside of her skull with his seed.

Lara was still alive as he left, her tongue lolling from her head, her mind shattered. Her body started to wretch involuntarily. She was in this state for a few hours, before a gang of teenagers came across the sorry sight. She didn't have the capacity to ask for help, and only gargled nonsense. Like pulling the wings off a fly, the teenagers dared each other to prod the almost corpse with sticks, until one final bet had them pour acid onto her. Lara's last sight was the billboard across the street, Sam the perfect young and talented tomb raider standing over her as the acid slowly melted her face and body into oblivion, ending her pathetic existence.