Lauren Gets Fucked

Nineteen

Nineteen, fully in control of Lauren's body, expertly guided Levi up the winding steps of his tower. The spirit put on a façade of anxiety, subtly adjusting her posture and slowing her movements to make it seem she was nervous about the inevitable intimacy she would have with Levi.

As they reached the top and stepped into his recently tidied bedroom, she caught the sound of Levi taking a deep breath, a deliberate attempt to steady his racing heart.

"Not chickening out, are you?" Nineteen asked, imitating Laurens' snappy demeanor.

Levi focused his attention on her. "No. I'm ready if you are." He scratched his neck, "You... uh... are ready, aren't you?"

Nineteen rolled her eyes in classic Lauren fashion. "I wouldn't have asked if I wasn't, dummy."

'He's not going to do it,' the true Lauren thought, projecting her thoughts to Nineteen. 'Look how scared he is. He's still afraid of me.'

'We just have to give him the motivation,' Nineteen replied, slyly. Flashing the boy a sultry smile, she reached for the hem of her tiny pink skirt, hooking her thumbs into the waistband. Levi watched, frozen, as the goth slowly, enticingly peeled the miniskirt down her creamy thighs, before it pooled around her ankles.

Nineteen chuckled at his attention as she stepped out of it. "Bet you didn't know I could be slutty when I wanted, huh?"

Levi smiled appreciatively, his eyes shining with admiration as they roamed over her frilly black panties and the smooth curve of her legs. His gaze remained fixed, unblinking, as Nineteen bent at the waist to work on the lace of her boots, swaying her hips hypnotically for him. With a series of fluid motions, she stepped out and kicked the boots away, allowing them to join her discarded skirt on the floor.

With a playful wink, she grasped the hem of her low-cut top, pulling it over her torso with a confident ease. The soft fabric briefly snagged in her glossy twintails, adding a moment of teasing friction before she smoothed it back into place. As she threw it to the ground, she arched her back slightly, pressing forward her lingerie-clad chest for Levi to admire.

"Why are you so surprised?" Nineteen laughed, confidently placing her hands on her wide hips. "You always knew I was a ten."

Nineteen turned slowly to give Levi an unobstructed view of Laurens' large, barely contained rear. She moved Laurens' body with purposeful intent, her voluptuous bottom and modest breasts bouncing as she sauntered towards the bed. She glanced back and winked at him, inviting him to follow.

Levi followed, just a step behind her, entirely on autopilot now. Nineteen sat on the edge of the bed and patted a spot for him to sit beside her, to which he eagerly complied.

Licking her lips, she began to take off her underwear mere inches from him, making sure to adjust and jiggle her assets as each article was removed. She gracefully brushed her twintails aside as she reached flung her arms behind herself, unclasping her bra and allowing her breasts to spring forward, moving freely as they escaped their confines. As they settled, it became apparent how much padding the lingerie had provided, her own bust modest by comparison, though by no means small. Her pink nipples stood out like headlights against her grey, pale skin.

She then reached down with both hands, gripping the thin straps of her panties. With a tantalizing wiggle, she began to peel the flimsy fabric down, inch by excruciating inch, revealing more of her flawless gray skin. Soon, the thin cloth was low enough for gravity to do the rest, falling into a heap upon the floor.

'Careful, you don't make him cream himself before we even start,' Lauren mentally laughed, seeing how excited the show was making him.

Nineteen ignored her. In a final act of undressing, she removed the leather choker around her neck and threw it behind her head, leaving her entirely naked for the boy to admire.

• Flashed Ass at Master: +5 VP
• Seen it Before: -5 VP
• Pussy Flashed Master: +8 VP
• Seen it Before: -8 VP
• Flashed Boobs at Master: +6 VP
• Seen it Before: -6 VP
• Striptease: +7 VP

"Holy shit," Levi breathed, the reality that his bully was naked next to him, about to have sex with him, fully registering.

"What's the matter? You act as if you've never slept with the hottest girl in school before?" Nineteen giggled. She focused her gaze intently on the area between his legs, a teasing smile playing at the corners of her lips. "Why don’t we take off those stupid jeans of yours before they give way?"

Levi nodded, feeling his hard member pressing painfully against his garments.

Nineteen's nimble fingers gracefully traced the contours of Levi's belt buckle. With an unexpected ease, she pulled at the mechanism, expertly disconnecting it with a swift motion. She then popped the button and worked his zipper down with agonizing slowness.

'Damn it, here we go,' Lauren mentally sighed in dread.

Her hands slipped into his waistband, gripping the fabric of his pants and underwear. In a fluid motion, she pulled both down, aided by Levi, who scooted himself to allow the garments to slide down his legs. His member broke free, pointing at the girl. Lauren recalled the last time he had seen it, and how her chuckle at nearly doomed her. Fortunately for her, Nineteen was running the show now, and she managed to give an impressed, flattering grin.

"Might as well warm you up," Nineteen said. "Lean back."

“Oh, okay,” Levi replied, doing just that. He let his back fall onto the bed while his legs hung over the edge.

Nineteen nodded and stood up before dropping to her knees, bringing her face to his exposed shaft, brushing her cheeks against it teasingly.

'Wait, we're blowing him too?' Lauren asked, surprised.

'You want to get the most out of him, don't you?' Nineteen responded, continuing to nuzzle against Levi's erection. 'None of the others have given him oral yet.'

'I guess. Just some warning would have been nice,' Lauren conceded.

"You're so hard already, Levi," Nineteen teased. "Be honest, you've been thinking about this a long time, haven't you, perv?"

"I..." Levi started, but any thoughts he had were lost as she took his shaft into her warm, wet mouth.

'Gross,' Lauren thought, tasting his flesh as Nineteen swirled her tongue skillfully down his length. She wanted to gag, but the entity controlling her was able to suppress such reflexes.

Levi moaned softly as Nineteen took him deeper, her black lips stretching to accommodate his girth. Her tongue moved masterfully, lapping at each sensitive spot as if memorized from countless intimate encounters. She bobbed her head with increasing enthusiasm, reveling in his taste and texture.

'Jesus Christ, you're going to town on him. Don't tell me you're actually into him,' Lauren lamented. 'You planning to make me swallow too?'

'We won't be swallowing,' Nineteen retorted. 'As I said, this is just the warmup.'

As if to prove her point, she pulled back, releasing Levi's throbbing member with a lewd pop. "Nice and ready, Levi?" she asked, seductively.

“Oh, um, yeah,” Levi murmured, a dreamy expression spreading across his face as he lost himself in euphoria.

Slowly, teasingly, Nineteen turned around and bent at the waist, presenting her juicy, barely covered ass to him. "Get off the bed, Levi," Nineteen instructed. She turned, pointing to where Levi was sitting, on the edge of the bed. "And let me take your place."

Levi nodded dutifully, not daring to disobey. He got to his feet and stood beside Lauren, his hardened dick nearly brushing against her side. With a chuckle, Nineteen leaned over the edge of the bed, her long hair cascading over her shoulders. She arched her back slightly, presenting her backside with a teasing elegance. "Come get me, perv," Nineteen teased.

Levi felt himself throb at the invitation, realizing he was about to do it doggy style twice in one day. He grasped his dick and positioned himself towards her damp pussy, but Nineteen shook her head.

"No, dummy. Aim higher," she said, pointing a thumb towards her backside. To help demonstrate, she grabbed her ass cheeks and parted them for him. "Take the back door."

'Wait, what the hell are you doing?' Lauren asked in alarm.

Levi nearly lost his breath, eyes snapping to her tight, puckered hole nested between her doughy globes. "Are you sure?" he asked.

'No! No! No!' Lauren mentally screamed. 'I never agreed to anal!'

'You want points, don't you?' Nineteen asked. 'You're about to get a major bonus, dear.'

'No one has ever... I can't!'

'Just relax, Lauren. You'll thank me later,' she assured her.

'Wait! Hold on! Don't you fucking dare!' Lauren panicked.

Nineteen pretended like she couldn't hear Lauren. "I'm sure," she told Levi. She then pointed at her long pigtails. "Go ahead. I got the handles right here."

Levi didn't need any convincing; the boy was hardly able to contain himself as it was. He grabbed her by the hair and yanked her ass back onto his throbbing cock, triggering a muffled moan as the goth pressed back eagerly. Her tight ring of muscle parted around his thick head, allowing him to pass through inch by excruciating inch.

'AHHH! NOO!' Lauren mentally screamed. Nineteen, simultaneously, let out a piercing cry of pleasure.

Instincts overcoming him, Levi straddled the naked girl, pressing his weight upon her as he slammed his manhood deeper into her back door. In response to his aggression, Nineteen rode his dick in kind, moving like an anal mistress. She arched her back and allowed her massive, jiggling ass to cushion his groin, as her walls further enveloped his shaft.

The sound of wet squelches and slaps of flesh filled the air as her ass rippled with each powerful impact, the boy continuing to impale her impossibly deeper with each thrust.

'NO! HOLY! FUCK! AHH! TOO MUCH!' Lauren cried, desperately trying to regain control, but was powerless under both Nineteen’s influence and the growing passion and stimulation nearly shattering her mind. She had never felt so objectified. So used. So fucked utterly.

Nineteen threw her head back in ecstasy, her pigtails whipping wildly as she rode him harder and harder, as if in a contest with Levi’s sexual boon. “IS THAT... ALL YOU GOT?” she moaned between each strike, her velvety walls clenching and rippling around his pounding shaft.

Levi, lost in the passion, smacked Laurens' ass in response. Nineteen let out a squeal of delight at the impact, the stinging slap sending shockwaves through her voluptuous cheeks. “Oh my! You're so forceful,” Nineteen squealed, arching herself forward onto the bed and allowing Levi to utterly dominate her above her, pinning her deep into the cushion. "You're like a fucking demon!"

'STOP! STOP!' Lauren begged.

"Don't stop!" Nineteen screamed. "Oh god! Don't stop!"

“Fuck! Fuck!” Levi grunted in wild exclamation. “Can’t… hold on… much… longer…”

As the seed began to build up inside his balls, Nineteen felt something that nearly gave her pause. A strange magic began to flow through her body from where Levi was piercing her, searching and analyzing Laurens' soul. It only took Nineteen a split second to realize what was happening. Levi's boon, his Master's Seal, was scanning Lauren to determine which archetype she would be branded with.

‘I need to leave,’ Nineteen announced, worried. 'You can take it from here.'

‘WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SAYING! ' Lauren seethed, mind nearly shattered from the raw rutting she was receiving. 'DON'T... YOU... FUCKING... DARE!’

But she received no response as Nineteen's spirit left her body. Lauren was thrown back into control right as her body and Levi’s were at the peak. She couldn’t throw herself off even if she wanted to, as she felt her climax begin simultaneously with Levi.

“Ah! AHHH! AHHHHHHHHH!" the two teens cried.

Levi was pushed over the peak. He let out an intense cry and shudder as he unloaded himself into her, just as she hit her own orgasm. Lauren threw her head back and screamed in both humiliation and ecstasy, her pale body shaking and shuddering with the **** of her climax. Her ass clamped hard upon his spurting cock, milking him for every last drop as her own release came out onto his balls. Their combined fluids squirted out obscenely, running down both of their thighs.

• Blowjob: 10 VP
• Mod: Incomplete: -5 VP
• Bonus: First to Blow Master: +5 VP
• Anal Sex: +20 VP
• Bonus: First to Do Anal: +5 VP
• Bonus: Gave Anal Virginity to Master: +5 VP
• Mod: Catharsis Moderate: +5 VP
• Hair Handles: +3 VP
• Dirty Talk: +4 VP
• Title Unlocked: Levi's Bottom Bitch

As Levi slowly withdrew from the goth's thoroughly used hole, a river of juices poured out, coating her legs and the floor. Lauren panted into the bed, arms trembling as the aftershocks continued to rock her body. With shaking arms, she tried to get herself up, driven by an instinctive desire to get away, yet lacking the mental facilities to do so.

“What… I… shit…” she stammered, head spinning. She felt like she was about to throw up.

Levi was not paying attention to her distress, flopping onto the bed next to her with exhaustion, while simultaneously savoring the afterglow.

“I... I need to go for a moment!” Lauren managed, struggling with all her might, not to break character, knowing she was seconds away from screaming.

“Are you okay?” Levi managed to groan.

Lauren remained silent as she fought to stand on her unsteady legs, anxiety coursing through her. With great effort, she began to make her way toward the restroom, but she barely reached halfway when a sudden, intense burning sensation flared up just above her rear. She let out a loud cry, nearly losing her balance, as a tattoo, etched in red, began to form above her backside.

“Lauren, you…” Levi began, but time suddenly stopped.

Levi Summers

The colors of the world faded away, and everything around Levi came to an abrupt, monochrome standstill, suspended in a moment of eerie silence.

A deep, commanding voice echoed through Levi's mind, cutting through the stillness with an intensity that sent shivers down his spine.

"Thou hast claimed Lauren Peterson!" it informed him. "You may now choose. Will thy brand her with the old seal, shocking her into obedience, or shall thy take her virtue, The Archetype of The Socialite, for thyself?"

Levi thought back to earlier that day, when he had fucked Sophia and absorbed her knowledge. If he was understanding correctly, the voice was giving him the same option now. To give her the old version of the Master's Seal, or to take on an aspect of Laurens.

"I'll take the archetype," he said, his voice steady despite the uncertainty swirling in his mind. He was unsure of what this choice would entail, but the idea of adding the old shock-treatment curse to Lauren filled him with guilt.

As he gave his answer, a whirlwind of knowledge entered his mind, transforming his understanding of the world around him.

Knowledge of fashion filled his mind, giving him the ability to mix garments to elevate his appearance. However, there was more to it. He suddenly grasped the rigid rules of high society, including its elaborate gatherings, social hierarchies, and unspoken etiquette. He became acutely aware of how to conduct himself with an air of respectability. He understood the significance of good posture, the subtle confidence in his stride, and the expressions that could portray him as a member of the elite society.

Or, on a smaller scale, how to be elite of highschool.

Yet that was just the beginning. In that moment, Levi experienced a profound realization as he categorized the women in his harem. He imagined a hierarchy where each woman was assigned a specific class and societal standing.

At the top, he placed Lauren and the newly crowned princess, Elena; their status and privilege clearly marked them as high class. Just bellow them he placed Ji-Woo, her role at a prominent corporation elevating her financial standing. Nora occupied the third tier, reflecting her status as a middle school teacher. Finally, despite his limited knowledge of their personal lives, he felt confident in placing both Tomoko and Olivia at the bottom of his mental ranking, the duo giving every sign of a modest upbringing at best, to say nothing of Tomoko's status as a single mother.

With that, though, solidified, he instinctively categorized himself, placed himself above everyone else, in his own special tier. At first, he did not understand why, since Lauren had reclaimed her fortune and he was no longer a millionaire. But a split moment later, it all clicked.

His mind understood, even if he wouldn't admit it, that as Master, anything his harem had was also his. Lauren might have owned a fortune, but Levi owned Lauren. Thus, everything she had was his as well.

'Where to place Sophia, though?' he caught himself thinking, going back to his tier list. 'She may just be a student, but she has the potential to get a lucrative tech job, making her a sound investment.'

He shook his head, trying to stop himself from this sudden urge to categorize others financially.

'What am I doing?' he asked himself. 'Don't think of them like that. I don't own them.'

'You own Ji-Woo!' his thoughts countered. 'She deserves it. Lauren too. Have you forgotten how she treated you?'

He shook his head again, trying to ground himself in reality. 'Don't let this change you,' he told himself, taking in his surroundings. His entire mental journey had lasted only a few seconds, despite years' worth of thoughts and knowledge flashing before his eyes.

He took a deep breath to calm himself. As he did, he noticed Lauren closing the bathroom door behind her.

"Everything okay?" he managed to ask.

"I... just need to... uh... take a piss, Master!" Lauren insisted through the door, not noticing the title she had given him.

Lauren Peterson

Lauren turned on the tap, the sound of rushing water filling the bathroom. She stared into the mirror, her reflection showing a face flushed with anxiety, beads of sweat trickling down her forehead. She gulped, trying to restrain her feelings of distress, knowing that Azure was doubtlessly watching.

With a sudden jolt, Nineteen's voice echoed in the corners of Lauren's mind. 'I'm back. I apologize,' she said, a mixture of relief and guilt lacing her tone.

Lauren's thoughts raced. 'What the hell was that?' she shrieked silently.

'I'm sorry for leaving at the climax. Levi's seal was analyzing your soul to create your archetype, and I couldn't risk detection.'

'I'm not fucking talking about that!' Lauren snapped. 'I told you I didn't want to do anal.'

'You wanted to maximize your points, didn't you?' Nineteen countered. 'No one else has done anal. You secured a major bonus, putting you in third place!'

'You went against my orders!'

'I did what I knew you'd want, even if you couldn't see it at the moment,' Nineteen assured her. 'If we didn't take the opportunity now, someone else would have stolen it.'

Lauren barely stopped herself from punching the mirror. 'I didn't want that, you cunt! I never would have wanted that!'

'I see,' Nineteen paused. She the sighed. 'I didn't realize how little you loved your sister.'

Laurens eyes flared. 'What the hell did you say?'

'Do you have any idea how much suffering she's going through?' Nineteen asked. 'You've seen how Nora sexually tortured her during her challenge. To say nothing of what Azure is doing to her while you're not looking.'

Lauren averted her eyes from her reflection. 'That's...'

'Yet, here you are, acting like you're the real victim,' Nineteen accused. 'I thought you were prepared to do anything for her.'

Laurens felt her legs grow weak. 'I am. I just...'

'Don't you remember the last conversation you had with Katelyn?' the spirit interrupted. 'Your sister thought you hated her—such a sorry thing to see that she was right.'

Lauren gasped. 'What?! I... I don't hate her!'

'So you claim, but apparently dignity is too high a price to pay to rescue her?'

Lauren felt a pang of guilt. 'No! That's not it.'

'Of course, if this is all too much for you, and if you don't want my help , we may part ways,' Nineteen offered. 'Though we've seen how well you've been able to handle this on your own.'

'Wait, no! Don't leave,' Lauren panicked. 'Damn it, fine. You were right,' she conceded. 'I... I'm sorry.'

'Oh my poor dear. Apology accepted,' Nineteen sighed sympathetically. 'I understand you are under so very much stress. I forgive you.'

'You owe me for this,' Lauren threatened, though it lacked all of her usual ****. 'And, just, warn me next time.' She added, deflating.

'Of course. You've been so strong, child. You don't deserve to suffer like this.'

'Thanks,' Lauren replied, half heartedly. With still shaking hands, she turned off the tap and grabbed a nearby towel to dry the sweat from her face.

'Would you like to handle the remainder of the date with Levi?' Nineteen asked, already knowing how she would respond.

'No! You just... handle the rest,' Lauren practically begged. 'But you only take control when trying to seduce that freak, got it!'

'Of course, I would never dream of doing less,' Nineteen insisted. 'Now then, you should pee like you said you were going to, to avoid suspicion.'

'Oh, right.'

As Lauren sat down to use the toilet, still feeling Levi's spunk inside her, Nineteen thought back to the encounter with Levi.

'That boy wasn't bad,' Nineteen privately thought to herself. 'Perhaps I'll keep him when I'm done.'

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