All buts about it

The team was well into their second round of Monopoly when Starfire began to feel a heat in her backside again. It started roughly the same at first, a quiet simmer, and then before she could even think about how to address it, it roared to life. She let out as quiet a moan as possible, but Beast Boy still picked it up - his pointed ear twitching at the noise.

“You okay, Star?”

“Yessss.” Starfire clenched her teeth. Her tongue stuck to the top of her mouth. “I’m fine.” She managed between heaving breaths.

“Oh. Is it happening again?” Cyborg raised a singular brow.

“Noooo.” Starfire was just about to fly away when Cyborg pulled out a holo screen full of text.

“If it is, then you’re required by law to put your ass on display. Section 765.” He pointed to a block of text. Starfire knew he wasn’t lying. Though why and how and when the government managed to account for situations like this, she’d never know.

Gritting her teeth, her ass still burning hot, she climbed on top of the table, careful not to disturb the board. She got on all fours, sticking her rear out into the air. It was a ‘booty’ as Cy had classified it, and as such, there was a lot more skin showing than she would have normally liked. But nothing to do about it. All she could do was grin and bear it.

The team was mostly silent in anticipation. The only sounds were Starfire half-moaning as the transformation revved into gear. Finally, after a sudden tense period of inferno-like pressure, her ass began to expand again. Slowly at first, and then with a lightning quick burst, it ballooned into being. Orange skin that was once tight if spacious, became bubbly and pudding-like. Starfire came. She came multiple times in fact. Each jutting spurt equated with an intense tugging of her inner core and an equally intense release. She cried out in ecstasy, unable to even do the bare minimum to hide her helpless new state.

After what seemed an eternity, her ass expansion ceased. What were once slightly small basketballs, now were almost beach-balls in size. Globes in truth, mapping continents of Tamaranean flesh.

A wolf-whistle from Beast Boy, and then a polite round of applause from the team.

“Wow, didn’t know Tamaraneas were built like that.” Terra eyed the alien from between her bangs. “Wish us humans were as… malleable.”

“To each their own.” Robin politically remarked.

Starfire, for her part, was basking in the afterglow. Half in pleasure and half in embarrassment at being the center of attention again. It was bad enough that she now had to show off her ass every time she entered the room and go through the whole spanking rigamarole; this extra attention was killing her.

So it was of course at that point that Cyborg let out an ‘aha’. “What?” Starfire found her voice.

“It looks like your butt is now classified as a ‘badonkadonk’. Congratulations.” Cyborg scrolled the text. “Along with that new classification, there’s new laws that apply to you as the bearer of that ass. Section 904. Any ass of size badonkadonk or higher must be twerked in front of an audience of no less than one person for a minimum of three hours per day.”

“What?” Starfire repeated.

“Don’t believe me?” He asked.

“No… just, what’s twerking?”

Cyborg gasped. “Geeze Star. I thought you would have picked that up by now. Here. Let me get a quick vid tutorial for you.” He typed a few keys and then up on the main screen a video began to play. A woman in a sharp business-suit appeared, seated at a classy looking desk. The room she was in was full of mahogany furniture and bookcases stuffed to the brim with old-fashioned looking covers.

“Hello. My name is Amelia Waters. As the chairwoman of the Commitee for Ass Affairs, let me welcome you to this introductory video on how to twerk.”

Unfortunately, while there was a real woman named Amelia Waters and she was an elected representative, the simulacrum on the screen was just that, an illusion Mumbo was weaving into being. He had been doing some power testing and while his control was powerful, it was limited in both range and strength. He could only really affect the area around him. So while he would love to transform the world into a paradise, he could only construct an illusionary semblance of what the politician would be like in his preferred reality. Same with the made-up book of law. Still, it served to push the scene forward, and of course his puppets were none the wiser. Starfire was watching rapt, paying the strictest attention while the fake woman detailed the basics.

“For those of you who are hesitant, I will first stress that this is the law and you must comply. Secondly, have no fear. I was actually one of the few who voted against the bill containing the laws on ‘badonkadonk’ ass-sized women. As such a woman, I was wary of enforcing more regulation on our class of people. However, I am glad now that the measure passed, so much so that I’ve taken up the cause of its enforcement as committee chairwoman myself. You will find yourself, I hope, that twerking is both an effective exercise and a pleasurable, almost addicting, activity.”

Amelia got up from her desk and walked to the wall. She put her hands against it, pressed firm against the dark brown surface. Starfire noted that the representative had a similarly sized ass to her own. It stretched her tan pantsuit to the breaking point, such that Starfire was unsure how she had managed to even fit it in there in the first place. “Please, follow along at home. Mimic my movements and you’ll be twerking like a professional in no time. First, we’ll be doing stationary twerking. This can be done free-form or with structural aid, like I’m doing here. We place our hands against the wall to stabilize our main body while we focus our attention on our ass.”

Starfire got off the table and floated over to the white stucco wall of the common room. She put her hands against the wall and looked over her shoulder to see what the representative was doing next.

“Next, and I stress this, we will slowly begin with the basic movements. Rotate your hips from side to side.” She demonstrated, her clad ass cheeks swaying horizontally. “If there are any others in the room with you, ask them to compare your movement to mine.”

“Robin.” Starfire wanted his opinion. “How’s my twerking looking so far? Is it like hers?” She tried to move exactly as she saw on the screen. Her ass jiggled slightly.

Robin couldn’t look away. “It’s… great.” He gave a thumbs up.

“Great!” Starfire cheered outward and inwards. She wanted to get this right. Not just for the purposes of following the law, but as a personal thing too. If she was to have her ass this big, she wanted to make sure she was utilizing it correctly.

“Now, speed it up. Previously we were just swaying, but now we’ll begin twerking for real.” The representative started shaking her hips at a furious pace. “At this point, you’ll begin to hear…” She paused for a particularly ferocious session of movement. *CLAP* “Ah there. Your ass cheeks should begin hitting each other and producing a clapping sound. *CLAP* *CLAP* *CLAP*

Starfire nodded her head. She could do that. She rotated her hips and started shifting from side to side at an equivalent speed. Her skirt which had barely covered her ass before now flew up entirely, baring her orange globes and her purple thong entirely. She was rewarded when her ass begna to clap in turn. *CLAP* *CLAP* *CLAP* *CLAP* She bounced in such a rhythm that she matched the woman on the screen, doubling the clapping sounds of flesh slapping flesh.

“Good! If you’re hearing that sound then that means you’re doing it right. It’s harder for those with smaller asses, but with asses like ours, asses that were made for twerking, it’s not that hard to produce such a sound. Now this is only one way to do it. Another is like this,” the woman stopped and then she started jumping up and down. “Jumping is a great way to get that cardio working while presenting our asses for others to enjoy. Just make sure to flex your ass cheeks while doing so.”

Starfire nodded again. She could do that. It was just really jumping jacks but with a new bent. She started hopping up and down. Her ass cheeks clapped again and again.

“Damn girl, you’re a natural.” Cyborg complimented her and she beamed. It felt good. Addicting even. She could see herself doing this for three hours a day no problem.

“Now I don’t have anyone here, but twerking is not just a solitary thing. If you have any partners around, feel free to twerk your ass in their face or on their dicks.This has the benefit of fulfilling your legal requirement while also giving pleasure to your dear friends and coworkers or whoever may be around. Additionally, while this is only a more recent addition, twerking asses again other woman who are also twerking or just baring their buttocks is a good means of satisfying the fairer sex. It used to be a more masculine dominated feature to be the recipient of twerking, but nowadays women can be partners as well! That’s it for the introductory session. For the more advanced courses, please check out the official committee channel.”

Robin dashed up to Starfire’s ass. He stuck his head in there before Starfire could even begin to bring up the subject. “Robin friend, do you like this?” She kept on twerking as he let out a muffled, “mmhmm”. She rubbed her cheeks against his head as he kissed the inside of her ass cheeks.

“Yo it’s your turn Robin. Get back here already!” Beast Boy called out. Robin retreated for a big breath of air. He cast a longing gaze at Starfire’s jiggling ass before retreating to the game table. He rolled his dice quickly and moved his piece up the board. As soon as his turn was done he dashed back to her and stuck his head in the crevice again.

“Your turn Star.” Starfire found herself in a predicament. She had to keep twerking, since she was already probably behind on her three hours and she only had so much time left in the day. Aha. She started floating, leaving Robin on the ground. While floating she used her powers to manipulate her ass as well. It was like she was using invisible hands to push her ass this way and that, and it was basically a perfect replica of her grounded ass shaking, so much so that she was able to clap her ass as she floated over. Sure it was a little straining using her powers continuously like that, but it did let her take her turn normally while still fulfilling her obligation. Poor Robin though couldn’t partake though, so he returned to his chair all dejected looking.

This continued for another half hour or so until Starfire felt that telltale heat again. Except, how could that be? No, she must just be imagining things. It was just the exertion of her constant twerking that she was feeling.

She told herself this, but before she knew it, the simmer ratcheted up into a conflagration. This… this was more than even before. Her knees buckled, preventing her from even twerking.

“Star!” Robin cried out in concern. She wanted to tell him it was okay, but as she collapsed faced first on the ground, she wasn’t sure. All she could think about was the heat, the blistering heat and her ass. Was it growing again? She couldn’t tell. Everything was a haze.

Time passed. She wasn’t aware of how much, but eventually she woke up. Had she been sleeping? What… what time was it? She opened her eyes. The windows were dark. The only light was the pale orange of the common room. Her friends were standing over her. She felt… heavy.

“Star, are you okay?” She felt like she had been asked that before. She tried to say something, but her throat was parched. She was handed a cup of water by Raven, which she gulped down.

“What happened?” She managed.

“Your ass… it’s uhhh.” Robin struggled.

“It’s huge. It’s beyond huge.” Terra was a bit more straightforward.

“It’s legally classified as a ‘gigadonk’ now. Didn’t even know that was a term before I looked it up.” Cyborg looked halfway surprised at its existence.

“What…?” She realized that she was lying face forward on her stomach. She tried to stand up, but she couldn’t. There was something too heavy pressing down on her back.

“Here.” Mumbo passed her a hand mirror. She took it and angled it up to look at her back. There, resting without a care, were two gigantic orbs of meat. Where before they had been beach ball sized, now they were double even that. What was this? She could believe it before, but this was frankly ridiculous. This couldn’t be normal for Tamaraneans.

She tried to get up again, but she simply couldn’t. She felt like a turtle. No, she could do it. She just had to use her powers. With a brief exertion of willpower, she summoned her energy to float her body up into the air. And then remembering her legal obligation, she started twerking her dumptruck of an ass.

*CLAAAAAP* The globes resounded with a thunderous crack. Okay, it wasn’t really that loud, but it was still quite noisy. A more bassy noise than the lighter knocking sound of her previous ass clapping. *CLAAAAP*

“So uhhh… now that your ass is a ‘gigadonk’, there’s another new law you have to follow.” Another!?!? Starfire wanted to go hide in her room, but she had to hear her friend Cyborg out.

“Section 1004. Women with asses of size ‘gigadonk’ or larger are legally required to use their ass to fight crime.”

“Oh. That’s it? I’m already a superheroine!”

“Yeah, bit of a gimme.” Cyborg shrugged.

“I guess for other normal people though it’s a bit tougher. Maybe they’re just used to distract villains.” Terra didn’t sound too concerned at the hypothetical person’s plight.

“Lucky you!” Mumbo congratulated her. “Now if you don’t mind,” he waved his wand and started floating in the air behind Starfire, “rub that ass on my dick.”

Starfire floated on over and sat on his blue dick. Her cheeks were so big now that she could fully engulf his dick in her ass cleavage without a problem. Still using her powers, she began to jiggle her ass on his dick, rubbing it between her mounds. Although she wouldn’t say it out loud, it reminded her a bit of a hot dog, the way it stuck between her buns like that.

It didn’t help that her ass was so sensitive now. Every stroke of his dick on her bare skin reignited that earlier flame. Her pussy was leaking something fierce. Both her normal mouth and her pussy lips were drooling like the niagara falls at the constant motion.

“You’re more ass than woman at this point.” Mumbo helpfully pointed out. “A parody of your former self. Say it. Loud and clear to the audience at home.”

What was Mumbo getting on about? Something about his magic or something. She couldn’t quite hear him over the sound of her own ass clapping. But then she had the idea that she should clarify her situation.

“I’m an ass-slut. My ass is more important than I am. I exist only to have my ass spanked and clapped and fucked. Mumbo’s so great and powerful he made me like this and I don’t even realize that I’m saying that. I’m too brainwashed to realize I’m just a toy for him to play with and no one will save me. Isn’t that right Robin?”

“Yeah Starfire, your ass is pretty amazing.” He gave her a thumbs up. She smiled in response while Mumbo withdrew his cock from her butt and came, erupting onto her pale orange globes, coating them in much the same way he had with Raven’s tits earlier. The sensation was quite pleasant to Starfire, sort of like having a freshly dried pair of tights covering her ass.

“I’m glad we all understand each other.” Mumbo said magnanimously. “Ah. What a perfect showing. But we’re not done yet. In fact…”, he paused and then a moment later the intercom beeped.

“Hello? Is this the Titans? I’m a… well I used to be a superheroine. Went by the name of Jewel. Now it’s just Jessica Jones. I’d like to meet with you. Figure we should get everything straight, being neighbors and all now.”

“Get the door, won’t you Raven? I’d think we’d all like to meet this Jones.”