Raven was about to wish for Robin to become a girl when she paused, looking at herself in the mirror. Her figure was plain...her breasts average. Her face was cute...no, fuck that, she looked sexy in that department...and she sure as hell couldn't fault her smooth legs. Lifting her cloak, Raven turned and looked at her butt. Hmm...yeah, she liked her ass too.
How was Raven going to look good with all these fucking hotties all over her if she was such a Plain Jane? That was no good at all. Of course...it also wasn't a problem. Raven clenched her hand.
"I wish I had the body and clothes that would make me look as hot as I feel I should be," Raven declared. Her clothes vanished from her body as orgasmic pleasure began to pulse through her. Moaning, she collapsed, writhing around in estacy. Her hands squeezed her breasts as they began to swell. Her hair began to grow out, gaining black streaks through it. The more she came, the hotter she pictured herself, making the changes continue. Tattoos...oh fuck, she always wanted tattoos but was afraid the pain would be too much. She didn't care for pain. There was no pain at all as "NEVERMORE" was tattooed along her bust line in an "U" shape, the "NEVER" and "MORE" one seperate breasts. She could feel another one forming just above her ass, but couldn't see it. It was a black bird in flight.
Tongue studs...Raven had once heard that tongue studs feel really good for giving oral, regardless of which gender you give it to. Her tongue was pierced and a stud appeared, her mouth adapting to it instantly. Her nails turned black. She had wanted to buy black nail polish, but it sounded like such a hassal, applying, reapplying, removing and so on. Now she wouldn't have to as her nails were permanently black. Her body toned as her waist shrank slightly and her hips widened just a tad, giving a slight hourglass shape to her body. After what had to be her fifth orgasm, it stopped and Raven felt clothing on her body again. Staggering to her feet, Raven examined herself and smiled.
Her new clothes were a tiny little black shirt that barely covered her new triple D cup breasts. If it wasn't for the part around her shoulders, it would be more of a strap then a shirt. Over that was a fishnet shirt. She had fingerless gloves that reached up to her elbows. She was wearing a black latex skirt that shimmered in the dim light of her room. Lifting it up, Raven found a blue thong, damp with her juices. Her tiny shoes had stretched up, about halfway to her knees. She still had her blue cloak though...but that was okay. Raven really liked her cloaks.
"Now then," Raven whispered, still admiring her body, "I wish Robin was standing before me." Robin appeared in front of her, confused.
"Wh...what the...? Raven?! Is that you?!" he looked stunned...but Raven could feel him growing aroused. Now that she thought like a guy, however, the idea of turning "another" guy on wasn't flattering.
Sun Jul 20 12:05:01 2008