Reborn as Raven in Dc... But as a Futa?

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Raven sat cross-legged on her bed, the weight of the past few hours still lingering on her shoulders. In the moonlit room, the quiet of the night offered no solace. It was an unfamiliar quiet—a hush that didn't quite belong. Beneath her, the cool silk sheets pressed against her skin, sending shivers of discomfort and anticipation down her spine. Her cock, barely concealed beneath the dark loincloth that draped between her legs, twitched with residual arousal from earlier that evening.

She cast a glance across the room, where Starfire lay sprawled on the couch in a post-orgasmic daze. The alien's naked body glistened with sweat, her orange skin still flushed from the intensity of their last encounter. Her lips were parted in shallow breaths, and even as she lay there, she seemed to glow with the aftermath of pleasure—Raven's cum dried on her thighs and stomach, her pussy still slightly swollen and tingling from the relentless pounding it had taken. Nightgwing managed to piggyback the alien princess back to the tower only to find her with enough energy to run into Raven's room to sleep.

The events of the night had left the Tower in a strange state of uneasy calm. Starfire's submission had altered the dynamics, and Raven could feel the shift in the air. Her control over Starfire was absolute, and it made the rest of the Titans cautious around her. Everyone knew Nightwing had a thing for Starfire but were surprised to see her run into Raven's room rather than her room. The tension within the group was almost palpable, with Dick—Nightwing—at the center of it all.

Raven's mind wandered to Dick, whose silence had been unsettling since she had dominated him alongside Starfire. Even though he'd been bound and humiliated, and ultimately forced to taste Raven through Starfire, he had not shown signs of anger or retaliation. Instead, he simply avoided eye contact, often leaving the room whenever she entered. But Raven knew better. It wasn't shame that lingered in his gaze; it was acceptance. Although Nightwing still kept his wits about him, he had to make measures for the new change in Raven.

Raven sighed, running a hand through her dark hair. Her eyes flickered with a faint, violet glow as her cock stirred beneath her loincloth, the events replaying in her mind like a never-ending loop of desire. 'If this is what I am now, so be it,' she thought, feeling the power course through her veins.

Morning brought light and clarity to the Titans Tower, but the air still held a tension as heavy as iron with Nightwing's sudden silence. The team wondered if there was enemy out there that would require the justice league now as such thoughts filled their head. Dick being this quiet was not usually a good omen.

Downstairs in the common area, the team gathered for their usual meeting—a ritual that felt more like a formality now. Raven's presence loomed over everyone, and Starfire's usual bubbly energy had taken on an edge that made the atmosphere prickly. And then there was Dick—perched stiffly on the edge of the couch, his eyes carefully avoiding both Raven and Starfire, as if the very sight of them was too much to bear.

"Morning," Raven greeted, her voice even and calm as she walked into the room. Her cock swayed beneath her long loincloth, moving subtly with each step. There was no missing the way it drew the gaze of those in the room. Even as they tried to act naturally, she could see their stolen glances—at her, at the noticeable outline of her dick, and at the way it seemed to brush against the fabric with a languid grace that screamed sensuality. Was Raven trying out a new spell?

"Morning, Raven," Dick replied in a strained voice. His eyes darted around like a cornered animal's, and he fidgeted with a loose thread on his shirt. Starfire, however, did not shy away from looking. Her eyes locked onto Raven's form, a mix of admiration and desire glimmering in her expression.

Raven allowed herself a small smile, turning her attention to the team meeting. The words washed over her, unimportant details about the city's patrols and potential threats. What truly held her attention was the way Starfire seemed to inch closer to her, her fingers brushing against Raven's thigh as though they had a will of their own. And Dick—how his shoulders tensed each time Raven shifted her weight, causing her cock to sway just a little more noticeably under the fabric.

"Is... is there anything else we need to cover?" Dick's voice wavered slightly, betraying his unease, it was as if he just wanted to give her what she wanted so she could leave. This Raven was different. A Raven who selfishly indulged in her desires is already a compromise to world peace given her immense power. He might have to get Batman in on this to develop counter measures.

"Actually," Raven said, her voice laced with a sultry edge. "I think it's time we had a little change in assignments."

Everyone's eyes snapped to her, the tension in the room tightening like a coil. Raven's confidence was intoxicating, her words carrying a promise that none of them could quite decipher, but they could all feel it.

Since when did Raven call the shots? Since when did she get so confident to speak out like this? And why was Dick going along with it?

"Dick," she continued, her tone firm yet enticing. "I need you to handle... a special task for me. Think of it as a personal mission." She watched the flicker of confusion cross his face, the way his hands balled into fists, before he nodded slowly. There was no protest, no fight left in him. He was already hers, whether he acknowledged it or not.

Later that day, in the solitude of her room, Raven meditated. The magical energy within her pulsed like a living thing, and the shadows that often accompanied her powers seemed to dance and sway in rhythm with her breaths. She had to focus—to clear her mind from the storm of thoughts and desires that clouded it. Yet no matter how much she tried, the image of Dick and Starfire from the previous night clung to her consciousness like a wet garment.

She was training herself to think less of sex which was impossible now given that her libido is even more than in her past life. With Nightwing's calm mind and mental training, it was getting better than she expected.

The humiliation, the dominance... and the taste of power it had left in her mouth.

A soft knock on the door broke her trance. "Raven?" Starfire's voice was playful, melodic, and laced with curiosity.

Raven smirked to herself as she rose from her seated position, allowing her long loincloth to fall into place. She opened the door to find Starfire standing there, eyes bright, her body covered only in a thin, loose robe that did little to conceal the curves underneath.

"Starfire," Raven greeted, her voice low and teasing. She stepped aside, letting the alien princess in. Starfire's energy filled the room as she danced inside, her movements light and fluid, as though gravity had no hold over her. But her smile faded slightly as her eyes fell to the floor.

"About Dick," she started, twirling a strand of her red hair nervously. "I... I just wanted to make sure he was okay."

"Why?" Raven's voice was a purr, walking around Starfire in a slow circle. She brushed up against her, letting the side of her cock press against Starfire's thigh, feeling her shiver in response. "Are you feeling guilty?"

Starfire's breathing quickened, but she shook her head. "No... not guilty. I just don't want him to be... in pain."

Raven chuckled, her lips brushing against Starfire's ear. "Don't worry about him," she said, her voice dripping with sensual authority. "He'll come around. They always do."

'Gosh, I am sounding like a villain! I am sure Blackfire and all of villainhood would be proud of me! I never wanted to be a hero, they rarely get the girl! But with all I have been doing so far, is that even hero-like? I guess I am the bad guy now, who's going to stop me?' Raven thought.

The words hung in the air as Starfire turned to face her, her eyes wide with longing and uncertainty. And in that moment, Raven knew—Starfire didn't care about Dick. Not really. She was here for one reason only: the thrill of submission, the allure of power, and the irresistible pull of Raven's presence.

Raven reached down, tilting Starfire's chin up to meet her gaze. Their eyes locked, and Starfire leaned into her, their lips brushing together in a gentle, electric kiss. It was soft at first—tentative—but then it deepened, becoming hungry, desperate. Raven's hand tangled in Starfire's hair, pulling her closer, pressing their bodies together until she could feel every curve of the alien princess's frame against her own.

The kiss broke, leaving them both breathless, and Raven's eyes darkened with the promise of what was to come. She gripped Starfire's hips, pressing their bodies together more firmly, the outline of her cock pressing against the thin fabric of Starfire's robe, and whispered, "It's time you truly learned what it means to serve me."

The room seemed to thrum with magic and heat, and Raven's smile grew wider as she imagined the delicious chaos that awaited them. Tonight, there would be no restraint, no holding back—and Starfire would submit, completely and utterly, to the dark desires that pulsed between them.

She would use this chance to get used to her cock's sensitivity and train her endurance, she can't afford be easily defeated in this art of war.

There's your break for now. Now things will get into play.

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