Ivy Valentine has been a sad person for a long time now. Why would the woman with the greatest butt in existence be sad, you ask? It's quite simple, really... Ivy has no equal. There's not a woman in the world whose butt could match hers. And it made Ivy sad. Just once... she wanted to find someone with an even better butt than hers. Only then could Ivy truly find happiness.
ONE DAY, AT A CHEAP UNKNOWN BAR...
Ivy came strutting through the front door like she had many times before, her outfit leaving little to the imagination as usual. She was wearing a skintight purple one piece that looked like something only a dominatrix would wear. Her breasts were completely bare, save for one tiny strip of fabric that went upwards and covered her nipples. The outfit left her abdomen completely bare all the way down to her pelvis, which was only just barely covered by the thin fabric resting there. To complete the image was a sexy pair of fishnets that went up her legs and rested just below her thighs.
Everyone's eyes immediately fell on her gloriously abundant chest as she walked confidently through the bar, her huge natural mounds bouncing up and down. As soon as she walked past them, their eyes immediately fixated on her OTHER fantastic feature; her legendary ass. Luckily for them, the tiny floss-like fabric went straight up her ass crack and left literally nothing to the imagination on her backside. Her round, gigantic butt cheeks bounced freely with every step she took, sending a rock hard boner to every dick in the bar.
But Ivy didn't care about these people. There was only one person she wanted, and it was for that reason that she would visit these bars every day in her outfits that left her 90% naked. Would this be the day she found that person?
"Give me the usual." Ivy commanded as she said down on the stool, her ass fat literally hanging off the edges. As the bartender filled her glass, she took a moment to observe her surroundings: there were many faces, mostly male, that still had their eyes glued to her.
"Bah. Nobodies." she scoffed.
Suddenly, that's when she saw out of the corner of her eye... a woman!
Ivy immediately started looking her up and down: she had black hair, and an extremely long ponytail that nearly hung to the floor. She had quite a savage look in her eyes, like she would cut someone just for saying hi to her. She had great taste in clothing though: a lacy black bustier that left her shoulders and chest almost completely bare. The fabric just barely was above nipple level, providing quite a generous display of the top half of her boobs.
Ivy looked down at her legs; she didn't seem to be wearing pants. She was wearing some kind of black underwear that left her legs and thighs completely bare, all the way down to her knee high boots. But there was one thing that truly caught Ivy's attention... her ass meat was practically bursting out of the chair!
"My God... I have to see what she looks like from behind."
Her body moved on its own as Ivy shot to her feet and approached the table where the ponytailed woman was sitting. Immediately, her eyes shot up and looked into Ivy's.
"Who the fuck are you?" she said, her voice extremely aggressive.
"Ivy Valentine. And you?"
"Hmph! Shura."
"Shura, this may sound like a strange request but... could you please turn around for me?"
The request did confuse Shura greatly. A scowl immediately appeared on her face.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" she spat.
"P-please, I need to see... something." Ivy said. "Please... just turn around one time and I promise I'll leave you alone."
Shura thought about it for a second before finally getting to her feet with a scoff.
"Fine. Just one glimpse."
Ivy's eyes widened when Shura turned around and bent over. The flames of arousal immediately erupted inside her crotch when she saw the beautiful sight of Shura's backside.
"Oh my...yes... you're the one...!"
Shura was wearing a black thong-like bottom much like Ivy's, which went so far up her ass that everything could be seen. And there was a LOT to see... her ass was huge! It was the most beautiful sight Ivy had ever seen, from the roundness to the size to the way her butt cheeks were tightly woven together. Her two round humps were insanely large... she could probably balance a stack of bricks on it!
"Amazing..." Ivy whispered. She reached her hand over and touched it, and it immediately began jiggling wildly like it was made of gelatin. Her ass cheeks jiggled for nearly a whole minute before it was finally still.
"Oh my God..." Ivy gasped.
"Okay, that's enough!" Shura yelled, turning back around and sitting down. Her eyebrow raised when she saw Ivy get down on her knees.
"Please..." Ivy begged. "I've been unhappy for so long, but finally I found someone with a butt superior to mine! What's it going to take for you to come home with me?"
A sadistic smile spread across Shura's face; she liked it when people begged. She put her hand on her chin and chuckled mischievously. Things just got fun.
"Weeeeeeell... it's going to take a lot of drinks."
"I'll buy you any drink you desire, in as big a quantity as you desire." Ivy replied abruptly.
"Ooooh now we're talking." Shura giggled. "Go and buy me one of everything on the menu, then you can take me home and have your way with my backside."
"Deal!" Ivy yelled. "Let's shake on it."
Ivy extended her hand, awaiting Shura's response. Shura couldn't help but chuckle at Ivy's cleverness; she was smarter than she thought. By agreeing to her handshake, Ivy was nullifying whatever long term advantage Shura had over her.
"Very fell then." Shura said with a smile, taking her hand. "Now get that purse out and get to work!"
And so Ivy spared no expense to please this woman, who was truly her superior in the ass department. Ivy didn't care if she had to spend every cent to her name... she HAD to get ahold of that booty!
Author's note: I don't care what anyone says. Shura has the best behind in the Soul series!