This choice: A combination of several • Go Back...Chapter #6The start of something... BIG... by: Nicol B.   Though it was early morning, Titans’ Tower had only one person occupying its massive T-shaped structure. Cyborg was with Fixit at Titans’ East, the two of them installing and upgrading the east-coastal Tower to match that of the original in Jump City. Beast Boy was aiding Doom Patrol with a mission located in a supposed “Lost World” wherein animals long thought to be extinct still roamed. Robin had suddenly up and left for Gotham where news of a young girl bearing similar powers to the villain Clayface had arisen amidst various social media outlets. No one knew when he’d be back but only the promise that he would return was all that kept Starfire from following after him.
Well, that and the chance to have more of “talking with a girlfriend” in the form of a visiting Jinx whose relationship with Kid Flash had reached third base if the Cheshire Cat grin and rather lewd gestures she made at the breakfast table was anything to go by. Once the dots connected in her head, Starfire had outright snatched the pink-haired witch up and flew them both off to “sharing the details” at a café in the city. Only Raven was left in the Tower, and she was finding herself busy with eating breakfast.
Normally, the teenage half-demon satiated herself on the lightest, if not the absolute smallest, of portions of food. The tiniest slice of pizza, a solitary flapjack, but more often than not a warm cup of herbal tea. Recently though, Raven was finding that her appetite for food was growing enough that she’d actually fill her plate before promptly filling her belly with food. Unfortunately, her appetite wasn’t the only thing about the teenage girl that was growing.
Raven arose from the breakfast table with her plate of waffles in hand, fork in her mouth as she delightfully swallowed another large piece of syrup-laden goodness down her throat. Though there were a few pieces of waffles still left on her plate, Raven knew she’d finish them off by the time she’d reach the sink in the nearby kitchen. However, Raven found herself stopping after a few steps. Placing her fork down upon her plate, the ashen-skinned girl looked over her shoulder as her arm reached under and moved her cloak aside. It was only because she was absolutely certain that she was alone in the Tower that Raven allowed a small pout to form upon her face as her hand gently cupped the curvature of her butt. She hefted the cheek up and let it fall, watching silently as it and its compatriot jiggled for more than a few seconds before settling.
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It had definitely grown bigger again. She was absolutely sure of it. By how much, she didn’t really want to know but her imagination, having been tempered by several library’s worth of reading materials aided further with years of study in the sorcerous arts, provided an image of her trying to put on a pair of pants, jeans to be precise. The same jeans that still rested somewhere in the depths of her closet that she had only worn the one time for an uncover mission and had felt uncomfortably tight upon her derriere back then. Now? She couldn’t even imagine herself raising them up more than halfway up the curve of her ass, at least not without some serious damage to the pants themselves.
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One last mighty pull may bring the waistline up to her actual waist but she would certainly be rewarded for her effort with the seat of those pants tearing itself asunder. She could almost hear the nonexistent seam in her leotard tearing apart and allowing the cleavage of her ass to burst forth and reveal to the world that in more recent days Raven had been forced to go without any undergarments. Not without giving herself either the mother of all wedgies or feeling like she was wearing a skimpy thong instead of actual panties at any rate.
“Of course, that’s not the only thing that’s been… swelling…” Raven murmured, her eyes moving from the hills of her behind to the peaks of her breasts that sat unimpeded by any bra beneath the skintight material of her leotard. She gently bit at her lower lip as her hand rose and hovered uncertainly over a breast. Not too long ago, during one of Starfire’s “girl time” with an invited, or perhaps kidnapped, Jinx, the pink-haired witch had gotten a bit… grabby with the two veteran Titans, and had expressed more surprise than actual jealousy over the fact that the two girls were far more blessed in the breast department than she. Jinx had said, with one hand grasping, squeezing really, upon a breathless Starfire’s breast and the other stroking across the surface of Raven’s, that she could almost feel Raven’s breast swelling beneath her hand.
Raven was just grateful for the fact that Jinx hadn’t noticed, or at least mentioned, the fact that Raven wasn’t wearing a bra at the time… or since…
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Again, Raven’s traitorous mind took her to dangerous places as she imagined both Jinx and Stafire taking hold of her bountiful breasts in hand, each boob being so bountifully big that the two Titans needed both hands. One of Starfire’s warm hands hefted a breast up with superior Tamaranean strength whilst the other trailed lightly upon Raven’s stomach. Orange lips gently encircled the hidden tip of Raven’s hardened nipple, the material of Raven’s leotard already moistened by the droplets of milk that was waiting to be drunk by the eager redhead. Jinx meanwhile held Raven’s other breast firmly in her hands, lips having already suckled quite a substantial amount of milk. The pale-skinned witch’s stomach already quite full, visibly swollen and swelling even further with every eager swallow as there was no limit to the amount of nutritious liquid sloshing within Raven’s expansive, and still expanding, breasts. Especially not when a familiar heat was coursing its way through Raven’s loins and she realized with a start that she was actually feeling it for real and not just imagining it.
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Raven shook her head rapidly, blushing vividly as she hastily resumed finishing her breakfast with manners only marginally better than Cyborg when presented with a meat-lover’s pizza. Forgoing walking lest she become even more aware of her body than she was already, Raven telekinetically placed her now empty, and thoroughly licked clean, plate into the sink before teleporting to her room. With a gesture, the multitude of candles scattered throughout the room ignited and Raven looked into the mirror atop her dresser. Another flick of the wrist sent her cloak flying to the rack at her room’s doorway and allowed Raven to see her body in full.
Her breasts, E-cup in size where once they were C-cups at most, were conformed tightly by the materials of her leotard, their shape on full display from how tightly the material hugged her flesh like a second skin. Raven’s violet eyes trailed downwards and she frowned as she saw that the size of her hips, and by extension her buttocks, was now so great that her vaginal lips were plainly evident against the material of her leotard. Raven reached back and felt along her butt cheeks, feeling more than seeing that the material left little to the imagination in the way of covering her expansive rear.
“This is what you get you know,” She lectured her reflection, eyes set in a disapproving glare that had been well practiced against a certain green-skinned shape-shifter, “Eating as much as you have been lately, you’ve no one to blame for this but yourself.”
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Being so focused on her self-reproach, and truth be told the feeling of her hands gently massaging of her butt, Raven never took notice of the fact that her reflection in the mirror was several inches higher than it should be. Standing where she is now some several days’ past, the top of Raven’s head was nowhere near the top, angular frame of the mirror. Now, a few locks of violet-tinted hair were teasingly near the topmost edge of the reflective glass and even as she uttered condescending remarks and further degradation upon her eating habits, was drawing even closer…
For though she did not know it, something deep within the realms of Raven’s psyche had… not truly awoken, but rather had been unnaturally strengthened. Just as anger had turned into rage to make Raven’s demonic side more predominant than should be possible and just like timidity becoming fear made her terrors and horrors into reality, so too did yet another emotion, another piece, of Raven had taken the reins of her powers and without the dread demon whom sired her forcing her to curb her emotions any longer… She wanted—no. She desired more.
So, she would have it.
Realizing she was getting a little too into her verbal tongue-lashing, and enjoying it in ways she did NOT want to think too much about, Raven hastily removed her hands from her behind and walked away from the mirror to…   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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