Raven's Raunchiness, Revised

Raven strutted through the shattered front door of the bank with her usual hip-swinging confidence, upper arms trapping her cock between her tits and lower arms gliding over her body suggestively as they drew attention to her throbbing knot and aching balls. A wave of deja vu swept over her when she spotted Shimmer and Magenta, the pair who had ambushed and effortlessly subdued her faced her so many times before apparently still not having learned their lesson. Distracted by their wicked designs on the bank's sole other occupant - who Raven recognised with a start as the Secretary of Health and Human Services, Doctor Harleen Quinzel - to notice how their faux-robbery hadn't been first responded to by the DC police, who'd have been happy to wait for them to try and exit, but by a trio of ultra-fit heroines who saw nothing wrong with plunging straight in without warning.

The mystical fumes that surrounded her like a cloak grew thicker as her cock throbbed in anticipation, a deep, slutty purple haze rolling off of her in billowing clouds and dissipating throughout the room. The villainesses' cocks grew harder, their chests more visibly rose and fell with each deep breath and their pussies began to drip. Gathering the darker powers that she'd inherited from her femme-fiend 'father', Raven parted her plush lips and unleashed the most devastating weapon that she dared use from her arcane arsenal. A cloud of gold-glittering purple fumes poured out of her mouth as she moaned - long, low and above all else lewd. The cloud roiled and churned as it broke apart into four tendrils, each one flowing over the heads of the other metahumans in the room and slipping into their mouths, noses and ears until there was no evidence that it'd ever been there at all. "Make sure Secretary Quinzel is alright," Raven ordered her compatriots firmly, taking advantage of the receptive daze that everyone was in, "I'll handle Shimmer and Magenta!"

"Oh, you'll handle us, will you," Magenta asked with a sneer, as Shimmer recovered from he momentary dizziness. "Let's see how you handle this!" Raven grunted and released the grip of her tits on her cock as its multitude of piercings began to vibrate in sequence, waves of pleasure washing across the shaft like she was being stroked by dozens of soft, oiled hands. It swung down under its own weight, pulled near-horizontal by the mass of flesh and dark, smoky-looking metal. Magenta laughed, miming jerking off Raven's meat with both hands. "You like that?" She stopped her miming and snapped her fingers. "Show her what she's dealing with, babe." The pair strutted towards Raven, uncaring of the way Shimmer's power melted their latex tube tops and booty shorts off of their bodies. Perky tits bounced, broad hips swung and hard cocks bobbed as the two villainesses walked around Raven, the heroine's lower hands shooting down to stroke her balls as they started to swell - Shimmer's alchemical **** trapping them in an endless cycle of aphrodisiac-induced cum production.

Shimmer shared a smirk with her partner in crime as she watched Raven descend into a haze of tit-grabbing, ball-squeezing delirium at the hands of her own aphrodisiac fluids. Fuck, I love my powers. Circling around their foe, the pair dropped down into deep squats, brushing the curve of their bubble butts against the floor as they scoped out the Cambion's caboose. Two perfect globes of pale, plush flesh - so squeezable and spankable - deserved admiration, even on an enemy, so it wasn't long before the pair were licking their lips at the thought- CLAP! Raven whimpered as her hips jerked, raising her up on the balls of her feet for an instant before dropping her with the sharp CLAP of a literally inhuman ASS being bounced. Then she did it again. CLAP! And again. CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! The steady beat of her ASS washed over Shimmer and Magenta, causing the two to grin as they imagined taking the girl with them as they left - using her helpless rhythm as a perfect beat to accompany... well, anything!

I'm a hard bass slut - I love the sound that makes me hot
Play that noise again, again - I want the bass that makes me wet
Dirty little frequencies - I wanna feel inside of me
Big, fat, hard kicks - Oh my God, I want that shit

The words sprung unbidden into their minds, their internal monologues hijacked by the heavy beats of the heroine's booty. Oh, they were definitely going to take her with them - a beat like this was just too good to pass up! The way the perpetual work-out sheen on her cheeks shone as they bounced just added to the spectacle.

I'm a subby bass slut - I love the sound that makes me hot
Play that noise again, again - I want the bass that makes me wet
Hard, throbbing frequencies - I wanna feel inside of me
Big, fat, hard kicks - Oh my God, I want that shit

Magenta was about to pull away and deal with the other two goody-goodies, but then she caught a glimpse of something transcendent hidden between the the parting-and-clashing spheres. Raven's asshole clenched and dilated in its hunger for cocks and cum; the swollen, smooth ring of flesh in place of a normal human pucker proudly advertising her status as a buttslut without mortal equals.

I'm a subby bass slut - I need the sound that gets me hot
Squeeze my ass and call me pet - I want the bass that makes me wet
Hard, throbbing frequencies - I wanna feel inside of me
Big, fat, hard kicks - Oh my god, I want that shit

Magenta was entranced. She could have died right then and there and not noticed. Raven really was the perfect prize - a monument to the glories of ASS attached to a fit, sarcastic goth who'd just be perfect to break into their loyal cock-holster. She could practically see the future, see herself-

I'm a subby bass slut - Raven's orders get me hot
Squeeze my throat and call me pet - I want the ASS that makes me wet
Black magic frequencies - I wanna feel inside of me
Big, fat, demon dick - Oh my god, I want that shit

-disappearing under the weight of her mistress's ASS as the woman sat on her face, forcing her to french-kiss that slavering, ever-hungry hole as she tugged on Magenta's leash and tightened the collar around her throat. Shimmer was already there, she could see, hungrily making love to the goth's supernatural backdoor as her cock blasted all semblance of authority or control across the floor...

I'm a subby bass slut - Raven's orders get me hot
Squeeze my throat and call me pet - I want the ASS that makes me wet
Black magic frequencies - Pounding hard and filling me
Big, fat, demon dick - I'm a half-breed goth girl's bitch

...and then slumping back into blissful unconsciousness as she was finally overwhelmed by the ASS. A powerful, feminine hand grabbed the back of Magenta's head and stuffed her face between Raven's glutes. Sweet, salty booty sweat, vaporised by the impacts of Raven's twerking and the sheer heat radiating from her ASS, prickled Magenta's brain with its scent and taste as Raven's asshole captured her out-thrust tongue and parted lips in an obscene parody of a kiss. The heat, the lingering taste of Shimmer's lips mixed with the heady, sweet flavour of Raven's ASS, the feeling of the half-breed's glossy, swollen rim pressing up against her lips, it was all so good. Magenta's thoughts began to melt together and run out of her brain in a light, frothy pink slurry - they left her through the drool that she poured into the depths of Raven's hole, through the juices that poured from her quivering pussy and in the ropes of thick cum that sprang from the end of her cock with every thump of her racing heart. It felt like her very soul was being sucked out of her like a particularly sticky and virile load, gone and gone until the only thing in her head was the perfection of Raven's ASS...

"I... I think that got them, girls," Raven faux-panted, words laced with insidious magic that gently nudged listeners towards the idea that what had just occurred had been a genuine contest. Argent and Jinx locked lips in a celebratory kiss, the sight making Raven's overproductive balls churn even harder as each slowly slid their hands lower and lower until they were squeezing and slapping the other's ASS. Raven's upper arms ceased mauling her own tits and came to rest gently atop the pair's heads, the girls quickly dropping into deep, spread-legged squats that put their mouths level with Raven's crotch. They broke off their kiss as the Cambion's colossal cockhead pressed against their cheeks, their tongues transitioning smoothly from playfully wrestling each other for dominance to submissive, eager worship of ever inch of Raven's throbbing log of meat.

All four of Raven's eyes fluttered, as their glow grew just a little stronger...

Another gothic Good Girl joins the ranks of the Titans, and another fat-cocked femme stud joins the Starr-Prince family; all seems right with the world, for the moment.

But what goal is this new side to Raven, so full of power, working towards? What effects will Jinx's changed allegiance have on history? And who really masterminded the attack on Secretary Quinzel? It's a matter of when, not if, these mysteries collide - and when there does, there'll be Hell to Pay!