Releasing her inner goth slut.

Raven let out a surprised squeal of pleasure as her body began to change. Her breasts began swelling up, ripping her leotard and continuing on until a set of triple D cups rested firmly on her chest. Her hands shot to them, squeezing them. Her bluish, inch long nipples reacted to her palms rubbing against them by sending delicious bolts of pleasure to her brain.

"S...stop!" Raven shouted, trying to maintain control of herself. It was almost impossible to do so. Her scalp tingled as her hair grew down to mid-back, black streaks running through it. Her ass plumped up, straining her leotard. Staggering to her mirror, Raven watched herself change in shock...and to her horror, ever increasing arousal.

Her eyes gained a dark shadow around them, as though Raven had covered the surrounding flesh with black eyeshadow. Her lips went from blue to almost tar black and swelling up. Licking them, Raven realized that it wasn't lipstick, it was her natural lip color. She also realized that she felt a tingle in her lips and licked them again. It felt...good. Staring at her reflection, she realized her hands had yet to stop playing with her new jugs. Summoning her will, Raven pulled them away, grasping the armband and pulling.

It didn't budge, of course, and as she watched, the nails on her fingers grew out, coating in a shiny black polish. If her lips were any indication, Raven was sure that it wasn't polish...it was her natural nail color. She assumed the same had happened to her toenails. "P...please...no more," Raven whispered, losing conviction.

Looking back into the mirror, Raven watched twin "T"s form on her body. They were tattoos, one on each swollen mammary. Her...her nipples...they called for her...for her to pinch them...to tease them. They wanted to be licked, kissed, and sucked. Shaking her head, Raven tried to **** these alien thoughts out. "Don't fight it," the voice pleaded. "There's no need. Let me show you what you can have with me."

Images flashed in her head. Hot sex...sweaty, hot sex with her friends, her enemies...even fucking strangers! Every hole, every inch of flesh pleased and satisifed! Raven body exploded in a symphony of pleasure. Her mind overwhelmed by these new feelings. Deep inside, Raven had always wanted this...to be able to control...oh, how Raven loved control. After being denied it so long, it was all Raven truly craved. And with this armband...th...this armband...

"OH FUCK!" Raven wailed as her resistence faded to nothing and her body spasmed. Falling to the floor, Raven writhed in blissful orgasm, drenching her panties. After a few moments, a very new Raven climbed to her feet. Looking at herself in the mirror, she shook her head. "No, this won't work," she declared. "I need an outfit more...fitting, both to my new size and personality, don't you think?"

The voice chuckled. "Of course, Ms Raven. I'll be happy to help." Raven's torn clothes vanished, replaced by a new wardrobe. Her top was nothing more then stretched latex over her ample tits, squeezing them delightfully. All she had to do to expose her pale lovelies was undo the buckles that held it on. The back of the top was nothing but straps. Easy to remove, both for herself and whoever she was going to fuck. New gloves formed on her hands, leaving her fingers exposed and traveling up to her elbows. A tiny thong covered her hairless crotch and over that was a tiny latex skirt. The socks were nothing special, but the new leather boots were nice, reaching up to her knees.

Nodding in approval, Raven licked her lips. "And if you can do this to me...I can't wait to see how we can remold my useless fuckwad teammates!" Raven sneered with a wicked laugh. From now on, Raven was going to protect her city her way. Yes...HER city. HERS!