Raven & Starfire

Kori Anders, AKA Starfire.

Rachel Roth AKA Raven.

That's who you ended up selecting to be your... "personal attendants" tonight. Every girl presented to you was absolutely stunning, and you were tempted to select the duo of Gwen Stacy and Gwen Tennyson, mostly because they shared the first name. But there was something about these two in particular that convinced you to pick them. Something alluring. Something so startling familiar.

There was a scratching sensation in the back of your head. Childhood memories of reading comic books and watching some cartoon. But nothing clear of distinct enough. You chose to ignore it.

Five minutes passed after your selection, and you could hear and feel the place get busier. The buzz of conversations beneath the loud, mind-numbing, skull-rattling club music. Indistinct forms moving on the floor below the balcony; waitresses and dancers and other girls, starting their night's work. You were so distracted trying to parse out what was going on below, you were unaware when your order finally arrived.

"Greetings to you, kind customer!" A cheery voice cut through the din of the club. "We are oh so overjoyed you selected us to serve you tonight."

You looked up and your jaw drop. Images and videos were one thing. Real life was an entire other story. These girls weren't just beautiful. They were gorgeous beyond belief. Two impossibly sex and attractive women stood before you...

...And you suddenly came to realize, they would be at your beck and call for at least the next hour.

You had no idea how to react to that one.

Starfire must have been an angel delivered to you from the heavens. Tall and graceful, with long, slender legs ending in golden platform heels which must have added another six-inches to her height. The orange-skin should have looked tacking and garish, but on her, it just looked right. Less like she tanned too much and more... natural was the only word that came time mind. Her hair and eyes only complimented her complexion, with her dark red tresses swept back and worn long, descending all the way past her buttocks, while her green eyes were so big and vibrant, full of love and wonder and pure, unadulterated joy.

And the angel comparison wasn't just a metaphor, either, as that was her get-up tonight: a white-minidress with a haltered top, hugging onto every inch of her torso and not wanting to let go (you couldn't blame the fabric for that). The hem of it was dangerously short for any activity besides erotic dancing and fucking, while the chest area was covered in a white, gauzy mesh-like material, giving you an obscure view of her cleavage. And - holy shit - her breasts. No, her tits! That's what those things could only be called. Monstrous is size, yet perfectly proportioned and balanced. Star finished off her angel costume with a glittery halo attached to a headband, and fluffy white wings that extended beyond her crimson mane. Something gave you the sinking feeling Starfire was no angel of chastity and temperance, though.

Starfire was the most beautiful woman you ever laid your eyes upon... for about five seconds, as you turned about an inch to the right to see the ravishing Raven herself. Shorter than her friend (most people would be, standing next to Star), Raven had her beat in the curves department, with wide, child-bearing hips and thick, plump thighs. Those attributes were only exaggerated by the strappy black stilettos the gothic woman wore, spiked heels doing little to close the gap between herself and her friend. Unlike Starfire, Raven seemed almost reserved and distant; amethyst eyes narrowed in enigmatic emotion, with plump, painted lips pressed together.

And while Starfire was an angel descended from on high, Raven was a temptress hailing from the darkest corners of your mind. Everything she wore was fishnet mesh - stockings, gloves, and dress - with a garter belt to hold up her stockings and another leather harness wrapped underneath her equally titanic tits. That was it; no bra, no panties. Raven bared it all beneath her fishnet dress, arms crossed and confident. She too finished things with a few accessories to complete the devil look: bat wings were attached to the harness around her midsection, a devil horn hairband to compliment Star's halo, an a spade-tipped tail that bobbed behind her, attached to the backside of her garter belt.

Carrying a drink tray, Starfire set your second drink down next to you. You could hardly react, still in shock over their appearance. Raven smirked and Starfire giggled.

"Allow me to introduce us, most valued guest." Almost as if she were flying, Starfire slid into the booth, pressing her body against yours. You almost had a heart attack. Your arms was stuck deep in the valley of her cleavage, and oh boy, was that a deep valley! Starfire rubbed and nuzzled up against you, smiling rapturously all the while. "I am known as Koriand'r, but must simply call me Starfire. You may also refer to me with any sort of derogatory nickname like the other customers. Some popular suggestions for you are 'dumb cunt', 'cock socket' and my personal favourite, 'Slutfire'!"

"Ahem... I think I'll just call you 'Star' for now..." You finally managed to find your voice. Star giggled in agreement again, as you pounded back your drink in a hurry. Your throat was dry, that was all.

"And this is my best friend in the whole world!" Starfire cried, motion to Raven. "Friend Raven is such a wonderful person, even if she seems like such the grump." Raven frowned slightly, only deepening when Star added, "We are also - and I apologize if I misuse the term - the buddies that fuck in our home life. Why, just last night, she had me bent over the counter, legs spread, with my gragzn'k wide open and-"

"Enough Star..." Raven mumbled, somehow audible enough to cut through chatter and music. She approached the table, looming over both of you despite her lesser stature. Her shadow seemed impossibly dark and massive, cast over you specifically. "Our... guest," she tensed out the word, "has paid for us. And I doubt what we wanted to buy was - h-h-HEY!"

Your hands found themselves on top of Raven's tits, palms pressing into the pale flesh. No, you were not so bold as to that. Starfire had instead grabbed your arms and pushed them into Raven's rocking rack. She smiled like a loon, Raven bit her lip and squirmed, and you struggled to process it all. Almost on instinct, your fingers curved around the mounds of soft, spongy flesh, squeezing them softly. They were...magnificent. You didn't think such large breasts could be natural, but they felt perfect! Like a puffy cloud made of marshmallow fluff and memory foam. You wanted to bury your entire self into these two fat tit-pillows and just sink beneath them.

You felt Raven's small, dark nipples grow hard, rubbing against your palm. Quickly, in response, you yourself went hard.

"You are most correct, friend Raven." Star said, not relinquishing control of your hands. Raven only moaned in response, low and throaty. "This wonderful person has bought us for the evening. We are to serve at their pleasure." Finally, Star gave one of your arms back to you, as she place a hand on your cheek and turned your head to face her. She smiled at you, something so gentle and beautiful you forget where you were and what she was. Her eyes dazzled in the lowlight setting of the club, almost luminous.

"Please, tell us what you want to do. With us. To us. Anything..." Star's lips then curved. The beauty of it vanished, replaced with something more sinful. "Tell us what you want. We are gladly at your command, most handsome and sexy stranger..."

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POLL CLOSED

I am only now just realizing that Starfire and her people are a bunch of spice puns. Coriander! Tamarind! It's like reading One Piece or Dragonball.

No shock that the popularity of the Teen Titans availed them to another victory; they racked up over twenty-percent of the vote.

Runners-up were Gwen & Gwen, Hermione & Ginny, Luz & Amity, and GoGo & Violet, all with at least ten-percent.

This poll you'll only be afford one vote and there are less options. There is also an "Other" option. If you do vote for that one, be sure to leave a comment/suggestion on either here on on Strawpoll, please and thank you.