Reborn as Raven in Dc... But as a Futa?

Batgirl tensed, feeling the energy in the air grow more electric, more charged. Ivy's presence was intoxicating, and she could feel the seductive pull of the pheromones Ivy exuded. Even Raven seemed to be slightly affected, though the dark sorceress remained composed and controlled even with her raging sex drive and boner.

Raven finally pulled out of Harley's mouth, letting her cock sway freely between her legs, thick and glistening with Harley's saliva. "The same thing I offer all my conquests," Raven said, taking a step forward, her aura flaring around her like a dark flame. "Power. Pleasure. Purpose."

A bead of precum glistened at the tip, catching the light as it dripped to the ground.

Ivy's eyes narrowed, and for a moment, it seemed like the entire amusement park held its breath. The world seemed to freeze, as if waiting to see what would happen next. The both of them could cause a lot of a damage here if they went at it. This was not a playing field for the likes of Harley and Batgirl. Soon enough Ivy laughed—a soft, sultry sound that seemed to wrap around Raven like a vine.

"Alright, dark queen," Ivy purred, her voice dripping with challenge. "Show me what you've got. Let's see if you can make this flower bloom."

But she (Raven) kept her dark, intense eyes locked on Ivy, her expression unreadable yet powerful. "Poison Ivy," she murmured, her voice like velvet. "What brings you to interrupt my little... playtime?"

'As much as I welcome this challenge, I don't like getting interrupted even though Harley's oral service was mediocre at best.' Raven calmed her rage in her thoughts as she stared down Ivy.

 "You really think you can control her?" Ivy took a step forward, closing the distance between them, her presence electric. "Harley's a wild one. And I... well... I don't really like sharing."

"Oh, we might have something in common after all you little green tease." Raven laughed softly but that laugh was anything but friendly like those wives who laugh but their husbands know that's just a warning to not do that or this.

The air thickened with Ivy's pheromones as she neared, filling Raven's senses with a heady sweetness that could turn any person's will to mush. But Raven, grounded in her dark magic and power, remained steady. She wasn't just anyone; she was a dark queen, the Futa Goddess or well on her way on becoming one.

Ivy's fingers brushed against Raven's robe, parting it slightly to expose more of her taut, muscular and rounded chest. "What's the deal, huh?" Ivy whispered, her breath hot against Raven's neck. "You think you can handle both of us? Make us... yours?"

Raven's eyes glittered with amusement and challenge. Her fingers twined into Ivy's hair, giving a hard, possessive tug. Ivy's eyes widened in surprise, but a breathy laugh escaped her lips as if she relished the rough touch. "I know I can handle you," Raven said in a voice that thrummed with power. "I'll make you beg to be mine."

"Hahahahahaha! Are sure you want this? You can still walk away with your dignity intact because you won't handle me. You will end up a hot throbbing mess sprawled beneath my feet begging me to stop draining you for everything you have." Ivy laughed in defiance in Raven's face.

'Just like my dear plants I control everything about my body, no man or woman stands a chance against me. But really, why am I so open to talking sexually near her? I don't think her pheromones are anywhere near my level.' Ivy thought cautiously as she sized up Raven in he rmind.

'If she's anything like Star when giving a blowjob in other areas… I might need to take this a little seriously.' Raven tensed a bit but soon relaxed, keeping a smiling face.

The shadows around them flickered and danced, responding to Raven's growing desire. She could feel Ivy's body heat against her, the swell of her breasts pressing into her chest. The heady smell of Ivy's pheromones filled the air, wrapping around them like a lover's embrace, making even Harley—now kneeling nearby—shudder with need. Batgirl was already a mess and sexually frustrated, she had prepared herself to be taken tonight only to be sidelined by some clown and a green activist.

Ivy tilted her head, her eyes half-lidded as she peered up at Raven, fingers teasingly brushing over the swaying cock that hung between the dark sorceress's legs. "Such confidence, Dark Queen... but can you back it up?" Ivy's tone was playful, but the underlying challenge was clear. She was no stranger to dominance, no stranger to the seductive dance of power and control.

Raven's grip on Ivy tightened, and with a sharp tug, she pulled the woman close. Their bodies pressed together, the friction and heat sending sparks through them both. "Let's find out," Raven whispered, her breath mingling with Ivy's. "I'll show you what real power feels like."

In a flash of movement, Raven's shadows wrapped around Ivy's wrists and ankles, binding her in place. The vines of the amusement park crept to life, intertwining with Raven's magic to form a makeshift throne—a bed of plants, shadows, and sin.

Harley giggled, watching with wide eyes as Ivy was maneuvered into place, bound but not helpless. "Oh, Red... you're gonna love this!" she chimed, still high on the mix of lust and pheromones that filled the air.

Raven's cock hung heavy, already hardening again from the thrill of Ivy's challenge. She climbed over Ivy, her shadowy tendrils pinning Ivy's legs apart as the sorceress's hand trailed teasingly over Ivy's body. Ivy shivered, her skin electrified by Raven's touch, and she arched her back, trying to press more into the sensation.

The soft vines that wrapped Ivy's body tightened, accentuating the curves of her hips, the fullness of her breasts. Raven's fingers danced across Ivy's exposed skin, teasing over her nipples, drawing out a gasp from the redhead. "Tell me, Ivy... are you ready to be conquered? You will address me as goddess."

'I can't believe this is happening. Anyway the mood has already been set and I like that hungry look on that batslut, it seems she has been waiting her turn all this time only to be pushed aside by a newcomer. Hahaha, I might enjoy this afterall.' Ivy thought as she relaxed her body and prepared herself for Raven.

"Only if you can prove you deserve to be called a goddess..." Ivy purred, her voice a whisper against the dark night. "But don't think I'll break easily."

Raven's smirk deepened, and she leaned down, letting her cock press against Ivy's inner thigh, a whisper away from the moist heat of her core. The length of it throbbed with anticipation, its girth thick and heavy, leaving a wet trail of precum as it moved. "Wet already? That makes things faster and easier. Then let's see how long you can last."

With one fluid motion, Raven gripped Ivy's hips and thrust her cock against Ivy's entrance—not entering, but teasing, rubbing against her folds, smearing more precum until Ivy's slickness mixed with her own to ease her entrance, making the perfect lube. Ivy gasped, her body responding immediately to the pressure, the heat, and the tantalizing denial of full penetration.

Harley already helped lube up Ravens cock thus aiding in Raven's smooth penetration.

Batgirl, standing nearby, swallowed hard, her hands clenching into fists as she watched the display. Her mind was screaming at her to intervene, to do something, but the seductive power of Raven's aura was too strong. It held her in place, made her want to watch... made her want to be a part of it.

'She never did…' Batgirl looked longingly at Raven's cock that entered Ivy smoothly.

"Is… this… all you've got?" Ivy challenged, though her voice trembled with the desire thrumming through her body, arching and moving away a bit. "I expected... more."

Raven chuckled softly, and with a flick of her wrist, the shadows gripped Ivy tighter, holding her in place. "Oh, there's more... so much more." She moved her hips with slow, deliberate movements, letting her cock glide against Ivy's entrance, nudging it with just enough pressure to drive the woman mad. Ivy's breath hitched, her eyes fluttering shut as pleasure and frustration warred within her.

Every drag of Raven's cock against her wet folds sent jolts of pleasure through Ivy, and the tease was unbearable. She wanted more—needed more. Her hips bucked, trying to force Raven inside, but the shadows kept her firmly in place. "Please..." Ivy finally whispered, voice heavy with need. "Stop teasing me..."

Raven sure does have a thing for cucking the batfamily indeed.

Did you know Ivy's pheromones are so strong she could control Superman with it? 

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