That night, back at Lucy's mansion, Juvia stood in the new dress, slits parted to reveal her thighs. Lucy sat on the edge of the massive bed, robe open, thick cock resting against her stomach.
"Tell me what you need," Lucy said softly, stroking herself lazily.
Juvia's mind opened like floodgates. She sank to her knees between Lucy's legs, eyes glassy with devotion. "I need you, Lucy-sama. Not Gray. Not anyone else. I need your strength… your cock… your voice telling me I'm good. I need to be filled until I can't think. I need to be your submissive little water mage who cums only when you allow it. I've been so empty… chasing shadows. You're the one who can drown me in pleasure and make me whole."
Tears of relief slipped down her cheeks as she nuzzled Lucy's cock, kissing the shaft reverently. "Please let me serve you. Let me train with you. Let me become strong so I can take everything you give without breaking… and still beg for more."
Lucy threaded her fingers through blue hair and guided Juvia's mouth down. "Then you're mine, Juvia. From now on, this is who you are."