Raven's Inner Struggles

“The Titans couldn’t save us, so it looks like it’s up to us to save our mind! Who’s with me!?”

As usual whenever Green suggested anything, the result was much quieter than the echo she loudly enacted.

Though that didn’t mean the sentiment was completely lost on those she tried to rile. This was the future of their collective mind here, so to say that none were concerned was a gross understatement. Almost as gross as the fat nerd that had captured their heart in the first place.

“I dunno, I think he’s alright.” Burped Orange, picking her nose while watching Control Freak lazily lounge on the sofa with Starfire’s mouth bobbing on his cock. The gross side never being one against a fellow lover of degeneracy.

They could all see through the real Raven’s eyes, represented by a giant screen above them. The one that had mind controlled their true self using fuckery was just lounging on the digital couch while scrolling the internet, having found a downloadable Hentai game for them to live inside for the last week. It had everything they needed and kept the three constantly horny, but now it was clear that Control Freak wanted to go for another round of videos.

“I say we kill him for ever trying to fuck with us!” Red angrily barked, though not as sure of herself as the others could tell. She’d already failed to stop him in that repetitious reel they had gotten stuck in, though obviously her rage was still present towards Control Freak… the worry she’d turn Pink was starting to grow.

Case in point, the rattling cage behind her loudly shook again, “Let us out~! We wanna suck his cock too~!” Whined the dual pink caped Ravens.

“No way! You already converted Graphite to this shit!”

“I was way too timid before, why can’t I be happy?!” Pouted the usually reserved member of the emoticlones. With their escape attempt foiled, the two quickly returned to their previous position of making out furiously with each other. Twin grey bodies delicately pressing into each other with duelling tongues sloppily escaping their moaning mouths.

There were no more timid feelings inside Raven. The mind control of the porno universe had infected her totally, and they were running out of options. Worst of all was Purple had escaped the capture, acting very similar to Pink as soon as that man had made them call him ‘master’. It was only Green, Orange, Yellow, and Red remaining as the last vestiges of the Titan’s soul.

“Hehehe! Got the next few videos lined up, girls!” Said Control Freak, finishing up what he was doing on his smart television while also finishing up inside Starfire’s mouth.

“He is getting cocky. We must find a way to break his control before it is too late.” Surmised the knowledgeable Yellow. Already the scene was beginning to shift as the digital landscape took them away from the game and into the video world again.

Bravely, Green stood proud, “I’ll do it! I’ll take over as leader and make sure we escape the next video!”

Blinking into a new digital existence, Raven found herself with two items she’d never held before in her life. Pom poms.

A Mad Mod U shirt tightly hugged her grey curves. The pure white always managed to make her dark skinned cans look much more pronounced, though it wasn’t like she didn’t have the tit flesh to back it up. If her nipples weren’t gratuitously poking against the material then the strained fabric would certainly fall away the first time her jiggly flesh moved. A thin uncovered waist was all that separated the layer of underboob the tiny cheerleader shirt provided before the smallest red miniskirt was wrapped around her hips. Barely managing to cover her pussy with such short material, showing off the red thong underneath.

Green was unperturbed. Her eyes glowed with magic as she looked around the empty locker room she was apparently starring in, no way someone as brave as her would fall to this malarky! “Come out, Control Freak! I’ll win the day by defeating you!”

“Oh? Going off script, Ray-ray?” A strangely arousing voice called off from off screen, “Don’t worry, I won’t keep that needy slit of your waiting! Your hero has arrived!”

Stepping around the corner was the high-school jock. Star quarterback for Mad Mod U, his tight fitting track jacket already unable to stop his gut poking out. Not to mention that bulge his tracksuit trousers clearly showed.

“Well my little slutty cheerleader? If you give me a C, I’ll give you my D~”

So.

There’s a bit of context to explain Green’s reaction.

Raven has spent the longest part of her life fighting her inner demons, specifically anger and rage tied to her demonic half. It took a lot of training and self discipline to rein in these parts of her, the one side of her she feared taking over her entire personality, that she had no preparation at all for happiness and pleasure to take over.

The hypnotic sway of the video she was in made her instantly wet and deeply aroused by the sight of the man. A thorough ache in the hero’s pussy after being pleasured by him across the internet had already set in to her soul, her body knew exactly how fun spreading her legs and letting him ravage her would be, and again, she had no defence against the thoughts of happiness spreading through her mind.

“Yes! Oh my gawd, I want your D so ba~ad!” The woman moaned while sliding to the floor, legs going wide so her pom-pom hand could attempt to stroke the burning of her loins. “C! O! C! K! I want cock, in my va-jay-jay! YAAAYYY!!!”

“Hmm, was hoping for a ‘Control Freak’ but I’ll take that, my eager heroic puppy.”

Raven leapt forward as soon as he sat down on the creaking wooden bench. Her hands quickly peeled down the dark blue fabric and unleashed the true monument of her desire. That thick smelly meat pole, dripping with precum, with its diamond hard rigidity.

Bravely, the hero went all the way in on the first stroke, and the ginger man’s bulbous glans were soon scraping along the deepest part of her throat. The sour tastes of his manly girth spreading once more across her mind, pleasure of the porno cheerleader’s empathetic connection to the video they were stuck in feeding her desire for the ‘jock’s thick strap. No matter what role he played, Control Freak always had a perfect cock for her to suck or fuck. Even just giving him this degrading blowjob was making her eyes roll into the back of her head and pussy gush across the school room’s creamy tiles.

After massaging the uncleanable cock against her tonsils, the video quickly moved onto the next position. Pure bulk stood up as she fell to the ground, scrambling to flip herself over and spread herself wide, wagging that leaky peach shaped rear towards her man.

“Master! Master! My pussy’s hyped! It’s super ready, for your thick pipe!”

As he lined himself up behind the woman, he couldn’t help but be impressed, rubbing himself against her entrance, “Ooh~ very nice. Got another rhyme in you?”

The teased heroine spread her aching pussy lips, “Leaky, drippy, and needy buzzin’. Master save me, with your lovin’! NYA~!” She gasped out in glorious rapture as soon as his cock split her slit. The wonderful thing about being stuck in a digital world was the constant rebooting of your body, meaning she was basically always virgin tight whenever they entered a new world, “F-fuck~! Yes! I goddamn love it! Make love to me, your willing puppet!”

Their doggy style filled the video’s runtime. Raven could only revel in the chaos of pleasure, each cunt stretching slam causing more rapturous pleasure to overwhelm her being. Not helped by a strange memory of Control Freak winning the final touchdown of the big game, making her remember how much of a virile pinnacle of man he was in the porn video’s strangely deep world building.

Inside her mind, the emotion of bravery, represented by the green caped version of her personality, quickly began shifting to match her fellow pink emoticlones. The shade of her cape glowing brighter and brighter the more Control Freak fucked her. Though it still affected all the emotions, Green had taken the lead and was now the most enamoured by the thorough cocking in her cunt.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck fuck fuck! He’s so fucking BIG! Ah~! Ah~! Ah~!” Green moaned on the spot, rubbing her pussy under her leotard to the images on the viewing screen. Feeling deeply connected to their true self and her wild actions in the video.

“Be brave, Green!” Yellow tried to call out, but to no avail.

“True bravery… was accepting the happiness my Master gives me! OH! OOHHHH!!!!”

Red threw her into the cage when Control Freak came hard inside her, finishing the video with a full creampie of the girl’s unprotected pussy. Green had fully converted to another Pink by that point, and the other two quickly descended upon her to add their counterpart to the growing orgasm.

“1… 2… 3… 4… did Master like… this filthy whore…?” Mumbled the original Raven, lying face down on the floor.

“Of course! I’ll never get tired of my Titan prizes!” Control Freak chuckled while pulling up his pants, “Though, I have been thinking about how much fun it would be to get a few new conquests too~”

Yellow was next up to bat. Their numbers were falling fast, but surely Raven’s sense of knowledge would arguably be the best shot of escape?

The low budget world digitised into view once more, showing a fairly boring plain white space. Clearly someone’s basement that had been converted into a faux doctor’s office? Or, maybe a laboratory? With how little furniture was around it was hard to tell.

What Yellow hadn’t been expecting in the next video was a new outfit that was strangely familiar.

“Friend Raven! You are dressed like the Girl of Power!”

She almost hadn’t spotted Starfire there, but she quickly made herself known by flying around the wizard happily. Raven wasn’t the only one in cosplay, as the Tamaranean had become donned in the surprisingly lewd outfit of the Amazonian Princess, Wonder Woman. “I am dressed up too! Did these two heroes really perform in pornographic videos like us?!”

“It’s cosplay, Star. We’re connected to two pornstars who are pretending to be Power Girl and Wonder Woman. Usually for the titillation of those who find super heroes attractive.” Raven matter-of-factly pointed out.

Nodding at the new information, the alien seemed to understand quickly, “I see! That is why you are wearing an outfit with such a big inviting hole to your grebnacks!” She beamed while poking said cleavage lightly.

“No, this is how she always dresses…” Raven sighed quietly.

She looked down at the blue glove atop her hand, clenching it tightly. Strangely, she almost did feel more powerful in this outfit. Perhaps the internal logic of the world had made the magic affect them in a strange way? The difference between Starfire and Wonder Woman was negligible, but with Power Girl’s super strength, perhaps she could catch Control Freak off guard? One kryptonian suckerpunch would be all it would take…

“Mwahahaha! Welcome to die!”

The two quickly snapped into combat positions. Turning to see their ‘enemy’ in this world walking casually towards them.

“Who are you, handsome stranger?” Starfire asked, probably not supposed to be sounding as horny as she was.

Raven didn’t have time to ask questions, she knew that logically the video wouldn’t give her many more opportunities to strike without potentially succumbing to lust once more, so without waiting for her queue she rushed forwards. Hand ready to strike, to knock this fatso into the middle of next week.

What she forgot to calculate was that the internal logic would affect him too, and soon Power Girl was stopped in her tracks by him simply touching his forehead. Quickly making her kneel in front of him.

“Dahahaha! I am Mentallo! Master Mentalist Supreme!! ” The imposing bulk boomed, “you two were stupid to try and interfere with my business! Now you shall pay the ultimate price!”

Raven grit her teeth in annoyance. The rules of porn were so inconsistent. Surely there was still some way to escape? As soon as he lifted his finger away from his temple then she’d-

A single coin on a string fell in front of her.

The knowledgeable part of Raven believed the most rudimentary form of hypnosis was stupid. There was surely mind control, but to believe that anyone could pick up a pendulum and control another was fundamentally impossible.

Too bad she wasn’t in her usual realm of reality.

That swinging coin was beautiful. Completely enrapturing her attention and turning her brain off like a lightswitch. Had she the thoughts, Raven would have been angry at the sheer overpowered nature of Mentallo, but right now all she could think about was watching that coin like it was controlling her breathing.

Behind her, Starfire fell into a similar trance. Both ‘Wonder Woman’ and ‘Power Girl’s were glazed and blankly staring at the swinging coin, drool just leaking from their mouths while listening intently to Control Freak’s scripted words.

“You have a Master. You are owned by your Master. You love your Master. You just want to have sex with your Master every day. Your Master’s cock makes you so horny, you can’t do anything but beg him to fuck you. You’ll know who your Master is as soon as you see this cock.”

A sweeping disappointment washed over Raven when the coin was taken away, but it was soon filled back up with the thoughts she’d dropped all over the floor.

Shaking her head, trying to remember where her mind was, she quickly came to the conclusion that she still needed to knock Control Freak out. “You… you evil man! I will stop you!” She mumbled out the scripted words while clenching her fist tight, ready to strike.

Too bad her Master’s cock just appeared.

“Fffuck me! Fuck me, please!” Power Girl begged, not even managing to stand up before the overwhelming urge to serve brought her to her knees again. “Master! Your perfect cock will feel so good inside me, I promise!”

“No! As an untouched Amazonian, The Master will have much more fun plorking my sex hole!” said Wonder Woman, butting in and ruining Power Girl’s chances of hours of fun with her Master’s cock. Maybe Raven was supposed to punch Starfire out, so she could fuck her Master more?

“Girls, girls. I want both of you!” He chortled in happiness, suddenly falling to the ground and lying on his back, “Double titfuck ple~ase!”

No need for convincing here.

The brasier with a yellow W was pulled down to unleash perfect orange bosoms, while the kryptonian tithole was ripped open wide enough to let grey breasts through. Raven and Starfire wasted no time in rubbing their knockers against his manly pole, languishing and licking the stick to cover it with their spittle. The cacophony of soft skin was heavenly. The Titans had no shame anymore, their Master’s cock had made them too horny for thoughts. Just the idea it would soon be filling their cunts made each lick they gave bring them shockingly close to orgasm. It was so hot and hard between their joint titery, pleasing the Master’s cock was the best feeling the heroine’s had ever felt.

By the time his thick ball slime was shooting out his spasming cock, Yellow was already in the cage.

That sense of degradation had made the smart side of Raven too happy. She surmised the smart move WOULD be to give in to the pleasure of having a Master. The splatters of cum against her face felt perfect, and she almost couldn’t understand why Red was still fighting this feeling.

She was just happy that she was still technically driving for the remainder of the video. All the Pinks were in joint control, moaning and contorting when Control Freak allowed main Raven to jump up onto his cock to ride him.

Fake Wonder Woman had the joy of drinking a man’s seed straight from the leaking source of their sex, stimulating Mentallo’s massive balls with her Amazonian tongue while her sister in arms felt the joy of her Master’s sexual dominance.

The video was long, longer than any video they’d been in thus far thanks to Control Freak springing for the ‘premium’ edition of the fake heroines’ defeats, and the amount of positions the two went through was shocking. The dialogue had been kept to a minimum after the initial plot, meaning only moans and ‘Masters’ really followed for the majority of the hypnotic themed porno. Raven and Starfire could just enjoy being totally dominated by Control Freak’s cock again and again.

Fucking Power Girl in a full nelson. Sitting his balls on Wonder Woman’s face while fucking her tits. Watching two heroine’s 69 eat his cum out of their pussies. A duo buttfuck. Giving a rimjob to Power Girl while Wonder Woman gave you one. All these situations and more were very enjoyable to Control Freak, but eventually the video had to run out of footage, leaving the two slaves a drooling mess of nerves and his cum.

“Don’t rest too long, Titans! I still have even more videos in store for us!”

Two emoticlones remained.

Red had made the hard choice to sacrifice Orange to the next video to give herself time to think… okay, the choice wasn’t THAT hard.

Right now, main Raven was dressed as some sort of anime character while multiple Control Freaks were gangbanging her and Starfire. Apparently cosplay had titillated the man so much he’d figured out how to improve his skills with cloning his cock. It wasn’t an anime Raven had ever watched, but was sort of familiar with. Beast Boy had tried to argue that the skimpy clothes the girls of the anime wore were ‘part of the plot’ when he attempted to get her to watch it. Raven admitted the animation of Kill-something was slick, and sort of liked the red streak in the main girl’s hair, but refused to watch the show out of principle. Either way, she knew she was dressed like said main character in her tiny skirt while Starfire was dressed like her overactive best friend.

None of that really helped Red though.

Orange was already turning, indulging in the grossness of Control Freak like she wanted with minimal resistance. They all knew Orange was just going to add fuel to the fire, which is why Red made her start in the overstuffed cage of the rest of the pinks.

It also meant she was the last emoticlone to free Raven from this asshole.

Though she was having a deeper problem.

“Grrr… why can’t I get angry at him…?” She hissed, staring at the screen of multiple ginger fatsos and being unable to get even the smallest of feelings towards him. “He’s mind controlled me, scattered my friends to the edges of the internet, and absolutely ruined my life… but…”

“But you love him.”

Red squeaked as hands wrapped around her body, gently squeezing her large chest before the moaning clone leapt out of her arms.

“You!” Red snarled, turning to see the missing emotion that smiled happily back at her.

Purple, aka the passion and love side of Raven.

“Master is perfect, isn’t he Red?” Purple said in such a plain stated way that Red had no idea how to respond. “All these years trying to keep you under control, the demon side, our father’s side… yet the lovably squishy nerd manages to do it with only his penis and an outdated piece of physical media.”

“No. I won’t be contained!”

But despite her protests, Red found her body gently enraptured yet again. Not by Purple this time, but by all the Pink coloured emotions that Purple had let out. None of them **** her to stay, but only offered pleasure to the angry emoticlone. Gently squeezing her chest. Nibbling at her ear. Kissing her neck gently like a lover. And taking extra care to rub her thighs/rear, building the heat that had been present for a while in Red’s loins.

Already the harsh colour of her robe was beginning to fade, moving the redness to her face while her fellow spirits lead her onto the path of happiness.

“S-stop… p-please…” was the last half attempt at resistance, but it was only a reflex of a previous version of herself. Red knew she’d feel deep sadness if the other clones actually stopped, and it was so very present in her voice.

The final moments of anger were a fading sense of belonging, as she was defeated by love through a powerful kiss.

She was also the only other emoticlone to turn into not another Pink form of happiness, but a Purple hue of love. Love for her Master. Smiling as she was embraced by her fellow Ravens, demons defeated, and only the feeling of an amazing cock rampaging in her pussy.

The group of emoticlones quickly devolved into mindless selfcestual love making. Each feeling the same ravishing heat that the main Raven felt in the gangbang video, but also stimulating each other's hot bodies as best they could. Pussies were rubbed, licked, and creamed. Dark grey nipples were nibbled, suckled, and loved. It became hard to track which Raven was fucking which, but in the end it didn't matter to them.

They were all happy or loved now, and they all felt the same way. Breathed in tandem amongst the chaos of life. "There’s no point fighting anymore.” Said one Raven, and they all already knew that she was right.

Without saying another word, the emotions shone brighter and brighter, until only pure white enveloped the dark broody space they’d spent their existence in. It never got dimmer, and only a single white robed Raven remained inside Raven’s head.

Inner peace, funded through the power of a fat man’s cock.

The video was winding to a close, all the repititious Control Freaks were fading away, and it was clear that he may have overdone it a little with that specific video as he was panting wildly. Starfire was praising him with her usual misworded flair, but Raven couldn't help but gently take her master's hand and help his tired bones up to his feet. Smiling warmly at the man that had calmed her thoughts.

Though it didn’t last long, as a yellow bolt of energy struck said man in the chest.

“GYAH!”

“NO!” Raven yelled, watching his body bounce along the floor, “MASTER!”

“We got him!”

She wanted to go over and check on him, but an explosive arrow was aimed directly at her face, preventing her from moving.

“Don’t even think about it, Raven.” Growled Speedy, the short haired, red clothed, archer. Ever stoic and firm, yet compassionate in his reasoning, “Titans East will have that asshole’s control on your mind removed before you know it.”

She couldn’t move, but she could tilt her head to see that the video space they were in had faded away. Leaving only a strange and robotic digital void for them all to stand in. Starfire was being similarly threatened by Aqualad, with Bumblebee and Mas y Menos approaching the crumpled form of Control Freak.

“Dammit… should have checked on reality more… didn’t have time to set up more traps!” Grumbled the nerd as he struggled to bring himself off the floor. The relief Raven felt seeing him move was enough to make her weep in happiness. “Foiled again! I may have lost now, but this isn’t the last you’ll see of me!”

“Gran perdedor.” said both Mas y Menos, shaking their heads in stern disappointment at him.

“You’re going away for a long time, Control Freak.” Hissed Bumblebee, aiming her glowing yellow stingers right at his whimpering face, “We’ll free the other Titans, then I’ll personally make sure you never see the light of day again, you absolute scumbag.”

Had this plot twist happened a day ago, things may have been different. Hell, even ten minutes ago could have saved the Titans East from their fate.

But as Raven rose from the ground, easily reflecting the arrows and water thrown at her, the whole group knew things were well and truly fucked. The power inside of Raven, both the peaceful Rachel and the demon Raven unleashed in unison, and now she was fully and desperately protective of her Master.

“AZARATH METRION ZINTHOS!”

“I, uh, I really wasn’t expecting this.”

Control Freak had gone into this plan believing it would fail. Trapping Raven inside a VHS? Following it up with Starfire? Getting to have sex with a woman? All of it was an unhinged fever dream that would never happen… until it did.

He’d rolled with the punches, taken what he wanted, tried to make sure the ladies were moaning and pleased with his performance like so many thought he’d be incapable of. But ultimately he knew it wouldn’t last forever. There were too many factors that would definitely go wrong for the nerd.

And yet, now, here we were. Two Titan teams defeated, while he sat on a throne like a King.

What had happened to Titans East? Well, basically the same thing that had happened to the original Titans.

Speedy, ever the sharp tongued boy, was relegated to X. A similar fate to his counterpart Robin, he now spent his days being angry over whoever was chosen as the target of that day’s lynch mob, sniping them with mean comments. Aqualad was trapped as a mascot for a newly formed aquarium/water park in Australia. He at least got to appear in a few bonus kids games as well. Mas y Menos were tied to the YouTube channel for Marca. A Spanish sports website where the two’s speed were put to the test, starring in many match of the day clips for various Spanish fans around the world.

And Bumblebee? Karen Beecher was bound in front of the King, kneeling in front of him due to the orange skinned knight that had bound her.

Though the King was clearly weirded out by this. Surely they were getting too bold with their placements, right? Pornhub was one thing but they were now invading an episode of Game of Thrones?! Sure, it was season 8 where no one was watching, and it’s nice to sit on the Iron Throne even if it didn’t make sense in the show, but with all these eyes on them, weren’t they going to piss off everyone? Including Amazon?!

“My King.”

He tilted his head to the woman that had led him here. His grey skinned queen, dressed as the dragon tamer herself, who refused to leave his side.

“I want you to know that I will stop at nothing to protect you. No matter who comes onto the internet to attempt to stop you, I will be here, by your side, forever.” She didn’t even let him respond, taking him by the head and passionately kissing the crowned nerd. Raven meant every word of it, and it was almost enough to warm the bullied and shrivelled heart of the z-list villain. “I love you, Master Control Freak.”

“...i-it’s David.” He blurted out, unable to stop the surge of emotion, “David Dudley.”

“Then I love you, Master David Dudley. And I am going to help you take as many sexy powered women as we can handle together.”

Their attention turned to the brown skinned girl, struggling in her binds but unable to break free from Tamaranean super strength. Karen wanted to run, wanted to turn small and fly away, to be anywhere but here, but she knew that there was no one coming to save her.

Silently she begged with her eyes up at the friend she used to know.

Raven just snapped her fingers.

Around them the scene shifted. No longer in fantasy attire, Raven and Starfire now wore pure heroic cosplay outfits resembling two fairly obvious heroines. Bumblebee had but a moment to look down to see her own Vixen costume before she looked up… at the coin on a string that hung in front of her.

“Let’s talk about your new Master.”