Yes - after another push...

She couldn't.

She was a Titan. She was the daughter of Trigon. She had endured worse than this. She wanted it, yes, but - she grit her teeth and glared at Dominance. It was weak. She knew it. Her eyes showed more lust than defiance. Dominance, for her part, seemed not to notice, or care, and then the latex reached her waist.

Raven gasped, feeling the liquid latex flowing inside her, pushing into her pussy and ass at the same time. Dominance yawned melodramatically.

"I'm waiting."

Raven tried to **** a snarky response out, but she was now being **** by two fat cocks, one in each of her holes, which were twisting and flowing and reshaping themselves rapidly. The latex flowed up and over her breasts, her arms, her neck - forming a smooth latex bodysuit, thin and impossibly snug. It felt amazing. As the latex cock in her pussy swelled again, pushing into her womb this time, the size and shape of a horse cock, she screamed out.

"PLEASE TAKE ME!"

"What was that, slut?"

"Please, Mistress - Mistress Dominance-"

"Mistress Raven, slut."

"Please Mistress Raven - break me, take me, make me yours - please - p-please m-make me your sex ****!" And it was so easy. So. Very. Easy. Raven - no, Submission - felt everything that made her who she was violently torn from her soul. Her love of reading, her breakfast fixation, her romantic fantasies about Starfire... she wasn't a person anymore. She was just a fragment. She was Submission. And the thing that was Dominance was Raven.

She watched as Raven laughed. And then for the first time, she heard silence. The other fragments were gone - and then they were behind Raven... all changed. Their latex suits had been warped into dominatrix outfits, corsets and/or stockings and opera gloves, leaving everything bare that could be bare. Half of them had gleaming latex-coated (or latex-formed?) cocks jutting from their loins. They descended on Submission, hands squeezing and stroking, as she felt the latex flow up again, forming a hood that she couldn't see through.

"You are mine, whore. My dirty little weakness. But the rest of me shall keep you in check. And don't worry... I'll take care of Starfire."

"Thank you, Mistress." Submission whispered, as she felt one more distinct thing before the other fragments began a mind-numbing session of endless teasing and tormenting and fucking... her limbs being stretched spread-eagle, as dense ropes of latex formed and bound her.

In the waking world, Raven opened her eyes and looked in the mirror. Red skin, white hair, four eyes. All was as it should be. She flipped up her communicator.

"Guys? My, uh. My demon side is being more... assertive than usual. No problem, but I'm going to look pretty weird this week. Just wanted to let you know ahead of time." She barely listened to the response. Robin was all business, Beast Boy cracked a joke, Cyborg offered mild support - and Starfire seemed gently concerned, as she did.

Mmm. Starfire... she decided quickly that she'd visit her 'dear friend' soon.