Going for the next best thing, the scaver spied a bottle of motor oil and dribbled a bit onto his aching member. Spreading her ass apart, the man stood and pressed into the tiny dot of Lara’s asshole. Even in death, Lara’s rectum was ridiculously tight. Popping just the tip in took nearly a minute, with the rest of his shaft taking another 2. When the John was finally sheathed in fully however, he took to pounding the beautiful corpse with far more force that when she was alive!
Lara’s body shook with every thrust, her head banging against the railing of the ship. The John in her ass pushed in hard and fast, savagely raping her corpse with a pace that left him sweating. Rotating his hips with every trust, he sunk into his claim with another angle every time. Squeezing her tight butt with both hands, the John raised his fists into the air and kept on fucking her ass, crying out in triumph as he let loose and pumped his second load of the day into Lara’s cold bowels. Pulling out, he clapped hands with the next Scaver in line.

Over the next few weeks, the Tomb Raider’s corpse was brutally raped by the crew of survivors, her mouth and ass being the primary holes. The gaping wound in her chest did receive some attention however, namely by Mathias. As her holes became more clogged with an abundance of cum, some finally began to wonder why her remains did not rot or smell, aside from the stench of their sweat and semen. Cleaning her corpse by dragging it behind the boat, the scavers examined her remains and were astounded to see that no bruising was present. Aside from her extreme paleness, she even appeared alive from the right angle! Putting those thoughts aside, the crew simply went back to sodomising her corpse.

The port in the Philippines was a welcome sight for all. Stepping of the ship, they covered Lara with a tarp and stepped onto dry land. Forgetting all about the vessel, the survivors filled themselves with both drink and living women, unconcerned with Lara’s remains. Unfortunately for them, the unguarded ship had not gone unnoticed. When night fell and the crew was absent, several thugs and thieves snuck aboard and came upon the Tomb Raider’s corpse. Taking it with hem, along with the mass treasures they had found on board, the thugs returned to their hideout and dropped the corpse on a bed.

From that day on, Lara Croft’s remains would stay in a dingy hotel room, servicing random thugs and undiscerning Johns alike while generating much profit for her new owners.