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The Bothersome Bug	By : TimedWatcher & Witiko Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > General Views: 56394 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Raven uncurled the perfectly rolled paper. Raven looked aghast at the deed he had assigned. Her head almost whipping up towards him in disbelief then once again down. "I... I can't do this. I'll do anything but this. I..."
As she was beginning to second guess what he had asked of her, he spoke up as seriously and eloquently as a man that had asked of such an egregious task of this magnitude. "If you do not commit to what I have asked of a rather simple request, then you and I are through." He reached his hand out to her mouth in a wave like fashion. Straying his fingers to and fro across her lips, he knew her answer would come.
Raven reached up her hands in a movement that shocked even him. She grabbed upon his wandering hand which upon she opened her mouth and looked up at him as her tongue worked in his fingers into the wet warmth. He was very pleased.
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Raven was beyond fake smiles. She had become a harlequin. As empty and soulless as those dolls. As to have done this she had given up all rights to any humanity she once claimed. It didn't matter now. She wanted to look away. However she was fixed at the end of the table, looking upon her fallen subjects. Raven didn't even have the where with all to even try to turn the chair. This was her sin. She must come to terms with it. She had it all planned. A nice big feast for them on par with several kings meeting. Of course with her limited abilities in cooking, it was all summoned. Which she thought tied in quite well with the false sincerity of the whole situation. They ate and ate and ate. Then when she thought the time was right, she had revealed several goblets of smoke and color. Some popped and fizzled. Others bubbled and hummed. The ooo's and aaa's she received almost made her hands shake to the point of dropping them. It was all a haze after that. Something about making them specifically for each member of the team based on their tastes, which is why they were color coded. They were... oh they were color coded alright... Particularly her purple concoction was meant to deaden her emotions to this whole thing. However it was like a seven foot tall giant who had just eaten trying to inebriate himself off one ale. Just wasn't going to happen. Still, she tilted her head back as she held the cup above her face and waited with her tongue out for the last droplets. Maybe she had screwed up her formula much, and this would deliver the much deserved death blow. They fell unceremoniously on the tips of her tongue as she rolled it back into her mouth. Grazing them across the roof of her mouth. She sat with a pause. This would be it. She'd join her friends. As she thought this, her eyes began searching. Starfire... oh Starfire... the orange skinned beauty from Tamaran. You're a princess for goddesses sake! You deserve better than to have ended face first in mashed potatoes clutching her chalice. Cyborg she remembered was now just an empty metallic shell crumpled there on the floor. He had been stretching after he finished my drink and was no doubt about to go and maybe do some exercises with Robin... she had to move her head to the right but she could see him there on the floor. His right hand on his chest and his left at his side. She remembered him lunging forward before completely stopping dead in his tracks. The noise that was made when the side of his face collided with the table would haunt her. Loud and booming mixed with the sound of several plates smashing and utensils rattling and flying at once. It wasn't a very pretty noise but she held onto it. You knew, didn't you Robin? Even in your last moments you knew you had to do something. Heroes never live forever. She could attest to that.
The last one... the only one that was not dead. Beast Boy. As many misfires as you had you knew I appreciated at least a few of your jokes. You just pushed your plate, folded your arms on the table and went to sleep on them. You were always so rude, so crass, so... you. I don't know what he has planned for you but I'm sorry that you have to be apart of this and aren't just like the others.
She wanted one of her internal doppelgangers to laugh at her. As if lamenting it now and trying to rewrite history like she was considering not doing it made it better. She flicked her hand and the goblet flew and landed with a clang. As her face was about to escape into her palms, she saw a glimpse of the devil that bargained her into this messing about in their kitchen. What right did he have to be doing this? Was he planning something under the guise of eating? Whatever the case, she no doubt deserved it and if it was nefarious then let it be brought upon her.
Raven stood, looking over the counter. Her left hand clutching her pointed elbow, her fingers tapping against the side of her face as she watched her master gorge upon the worst of what Earth offered. The cook had just finished six brown circles of snack cakes before grabbing a rather crinkly upright package. He squeezed it for a second and there was a pop, as he reached in, pulling out a handful of orange triangles before placing them in his mouth and delivering a couple of crunches. Just as he finished the party snack, he turned to find Raven there. He wiped the residue from his lips. "Oh. Raven, hey."
"I have to ask. Why Beast Boy? I'd figure you'd want Star."
Picking his not so svelte self onto the counter. What was once a face of wonder and fun, raiding through the Titans food supply now turned to an almost business demeanor. "Yes, well. Starfire is your dearest friend. That was just part of the loyalty test - but after you told me about what he tried to do to you, I feel like I personally had to teach him a lesson. Making him into a woman will be a mountain I'm willing to climb."
Raven looked off and away from him, an image of her master mounting Beast Boy caused a blush. "Interesting challenge, but you realize you might have thrown out pure gold to try and pan for rocks instead, correct?"
"I understand your concerns." He jumped down, closing the gap between them. "As great as you are, Raven -- immediate domination doesn't always light my fire. I want someone to suffer for a long time, and then to look up to me with a grin and say 'thank you'." He pulled her in for a kiss.
She kissed him back quickly, but continued. "I wasn't immediate with you."
His voice was hush. "There wasn't much I needed to teach you." He breathed. "But a beast... needs education." He let her go.
She turned. With a sashay of her hips, she stood in the door way of the main room leading to the now mostly empty habitats of the Titans, she called back. "I'm feeling like we should celebrate." Her eyes fell back to her lover. "Do you want to join me?" She lifted her cloak like it was a skirt, exposing her fine grey legs.
"Raven... my Raven... how could I deny you?"
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Beast Boy came to. Wait a minute. He had just. Oh. Somebody must have put him to bed. That lunch Raven served was pretty damn delicious. She had even made a tofurkey for him. Or bought one. Whatever. It was delicious. Although he thought that it was that turkey put you to sleep, not tofurkey. Unless it consisted of the same stuff a turkey was made of...
Oh. Oh no. His stomach was killing him... or something was inside him trying to get out. Beast Boy put his feet at the sides of the bed. Got up for a brief second. Something was off and he was beginning to tilt back. He was swinging his arms but to no avail. He collapsed backwards onto the bed. He mustered up the strength to try again and finally pulled himself up.
"Ah. You've finally awakened." A voice called out to him. It sounded unearthly with an almost echoey effect.
"Dude whoever you are, I'm part of the Teen Titans and you need to back off." Beast Boy had to threaten the guy with something. He had just realized his powers weren't working. They were second nature to him and he could whip them out like nothing. He strained and grunted for a second but... nothing. "What happened to my powers!? You seriously better give them back!" Beast Boy yelled out to the voice. Although he probably gave away whatever advantage he had... if it even was one. This guy probably took them away. How could he do that?
"Your 'friend' helped me with that little problem you have... whipped up a little number she did... oh what was her name?" He stopped for a second. His question obviously rhetorical "Oh yes." He paused again preparing to put as much emphasis on this as possible. "Raven." He slithered out. Sounding the smuggest he had ever been.
Beast Boy couldn't believe it. "Raven wouldn't do that! She-" the taste of the drink reentered his mouth. That was the drink Raven gave him at their meal. Was that... No. No she wouldn't do that. Not even after everything she had done to him. She was a jerk, not evil! "But... even if she did it. Why would she do it? That doesn't make any sense!" Feeling something on his back, he spun looking for something. Nothing. He thought for a second. "You... you must have forced her! Threatened to kill her or the team!"
"On the contrary. She did it willingly. I gave her a choice. It was either me and the pleasure I offered her, in exchange for-"
"In exchange for what!? WHAT!?" Beast Boy couldn't handle it. How could Raven sell out her team. Just what did he offer her that the team didn't? It was killing him.
"The death of your team... besides you and her of course." He didn't want to hear the answer. Then it clicked within him. They... they killed... no... not Starfire... Robin... Cyborg!
"No! No you didn't do this! They're still alive! They're gonna find us and get us out of here!" Beast Boy began to breakdown. Robin had been teaching him to hold back his emotions under torture. The enemy would take it as a sign of weakness and break you down even further. Oh god Robin... you taught me that. Please be alive. Cyborg and I didn't even finish that game. And Starfire she was so sweet and nice and she didn't deserve this... none of us deserved this.
"I'm not particularly malicious... if Starfire had survived the poisoning we would have just locked her up for further use."
"Cyborg! Starfire! Somebody!" Beast Boy yelled at the ever blackness that surrounded him. He ran to the door of the room and began beating on it. His continued banging of the metallic door resulted in sore fists and no exits. The amount of energy he had used and the slight lightheadedness he had been experiencing resulted in an eventual tiring out. He slid down the door. His gloves making a squealing noise.
"Raven did what I had asked. They are dead, Beast. All those years of friendship traded in for the simple pleasures of flesh in an instant." He finally came out from the shadow he was hiding in. He turned the corner to find Beast on his hands and knees. The crying. He was used to it. However his was one of the loudest. He was a slim boy. Not a lot of muscle on him. Probably from his diet and lifestyle. There was a framework there that he could develop. He stood by Beast Boys side and then placed his hand on his back. "I know this is" with barely any words out of his mouth, he was struck in the face by Beast Boy.
It hurt his hand. Oh yeah it did. However Robin taught him that even vulnerability can be an asset. With a follow up kick and another bunch of blows, Beast Boy thought... no. Knew that this was his only chance at escape. However if he couldn't turn into an animal, he'd just have to improvise. Just as another blow was about to be delivered to the strangers face, it was suddenly caught in his opponents hand. He looked at his hand and the hand grabbing then tried to wrench it free. There was a pain. A large pain. Worse than when he banged his hands against the door. He let out a scream as he tried to pull away again. Just as he jerked back he was let go and flew back against the metal entrance. Beast Boy sat against it in pain getting a breath as he kept his eye on his captor.
He couldn't believe it.
It was Raven's boyfriend.
He flew forward and attempted another confrontation. He threw his left this time as he needed to give his right at least some time to rest. The intimidating figure before him once again grabbed his left before Beast Boy reached his destination with it. Seeing this he threw his right. He was caught again. He pulled his right leg back tried to kick forward but was caught by the knee of his opponent. That really hurt and he scrunched his face in pain. He made it even worse by squeezing and twisting them. He yelled out. "Stop! Stop! Please!"
"Only if you promise to never try something like that again. I don't want to damage you." 'Don't want to damage me?' Beast Boy wondered what that meant exactly. Was he being kidnapped? Oh no. Not like that alien that wanted him as a pet. He cranked his arms again.
"Okay! I promise! Please just let go!" Before he even finished he had been let loose. He wanted to rub his arms but he didn't know where to start, they both felt like hell and he didn't want to try again until he was rested. It's not like the volley he had been delivering really seemed to affect him. It was almost like punching a brick wall.
"Here. Sit on the bed and I'll see if I can explain some things." Beast Boy looked up as he saw him extend his hand towards the bed.
"No I'm good." He didn't feel comfortable in the situation he was in and certainly didn't want to accept anything from this guy. Just as he was barely starting to lick his own wounds, the man grabbed him by the arm.
"I insist" He then squeezed hard.
"Okay!" Beast Boy was flung a bit forward. He walked. Rubbing the now worse off arm with his left. As he was sitting, Beast Boy couldn't help but feel like he was being judged. He looked over his shoulder to not really see anything. Animal instinct even in this darkness.
He sat. His arms now limp at his sides. He was hoping he could get something out of him that could maybe help him out of the situation. Anything that could take his mind off things. So he sat expecting an answer or an explanation. Nothing came. Did he leave?
"A lady must always address her man first." said with as serious a tone as the cook could muster. This bothered Beast Boy.
"Whoa hey. I'm no girl or lady. Do I even look like a girl?" He smirked.
"No. But with a little work. Maybe." Beast Boy wanted to... do something. Laugh. Chuckle. Tell him 'Whatever'. There was something about what he said that told him that wasn't a joke. He had to change the subject to something he knew he had to ask.
"Are my... my friends... really dead?"
"Yes. All but you and Raven are alive." Beast Boys heart sank. He's probably lying but he seemed so sure of himself. Plus Beast Boy wasn't going anywhere for awhile. What could he do? The only thing available to him now was this guys gospel.
"Raven... she... she really did this to us?"
"Yes. I almost couldn't stop her she wanted it so much." Beast Boy knew he was just rubbing it in. No way could she... could she seriously want to kill us.
"So why am I still alive? There has to be a reason. What makes me different?"
"Actually that was at my request that you're still alive." His request!? What!? He doesn't even know me... oh no I've seen horror movies where people will kidnap people just to torture and kill them. Is... is that what he has in store for me?
"Why did-" Beast Boy groaned in pain. What the hell was wrong with his stomach? It honestly couldn't still be the food.
"I see you're feeling the effects of the concoction Raven gave you." Of course... wait. Of course? Ugh. It's like they're already together in his mind. He thought he'd never think this of her or any of the rest of the Titans.
"What was in it? What's happening to me? Is that why I can't turn into my animal forms?"
"Yes as a matter of fact. I had her slip you a herb that cured you."
Beast Boy stood up "Cured me!? That was who I was!" Beast Boy couldn't even comprehend the rage he had boiling within him now. No amount of pain could keep him down.
"That's not all. Please sit."
With teared eyes "You think this is a joke? I'm going to... I'm going to do something worse than what you did to the team!" However as he just about to lunge, something grabbed at him. He pulled. It was a rope. Where in the heck did that come from? He jerked at it and as he tried to turn, he was snagged again. His legs were suddenly constricted by something tight and he was about to fall over, the scumbag that was holding him hostage came over. He tried to get a good look but felt a hand on his shoulder place him down. On what felt like a... chair. His question is where all this came from. So he did have super powers... maybe he had controlled Raven all along? So why wasn't he just mind controlling him? Was his only power to produce rope and chairs? He'd hope so as that'd be the only villain he could take on without his powers... even then those are slim chances. His arms were pulled a little more backwards. His hands met as they too were tightened together. Struggling produced no effect but he'd stop when he was dead.
"Now... Raven also slipped you something that will take more of a gradual effect. You know those stomach pains?" Beast Boy looked up what had they done to him. "I believe those are the side effects of it." What? Beast Boy questioned. "You see... she changed how your body worked. No longer does testosterone flow from your testicles." Beast Boy suddenly felt sick. Did he really have to be talking about this? "What flows through your system is a healthy dose of estrogen... female hormones" What!?
"You sick sonuvabitch! How could you do this to me!? To anyone!?" Beast Boy was trying so hard to rock forward. To snap his ropes. To transform. Anything. Just as he was about to yell something out, Beast Boy groaned in pain again as his stomach stabbed at him.
He placed his hand on Beast Boys shoulder which he didn't seem to fight against as he seemed to be struggling with hot tears coming down his face. "I think you could make the perfect woman."
As sure as he said that Beast Boy snapped "But I don't want to be a woman!"
He placed his index finger underneath Beast Boys chin and lifted him up. "When you're the woman you're destined to be, you're gonna laugh with Raven about how you fought me about it... Beast Girl." with the speed of a mad dog or cat, he pulled back his head and snapped hard onto his finger. Teeth full bore. He wanted to tear into it. He wasn't a meat eater but if he had to eat him he would. Not even his fangs were capable of penetrating. It certainly had the texture of flesh. Still. Nothing. A strike to his face sent him reeling. He immediately let go. He wondered if he still had an eye. The side of his face was numb and was almost like his head had been sliced in half. "I'm sorry I had to resort to that. However. You're gonna have to learn."
Beast Boy wasn't hiding it anymore. He was shuddering and crying with a bit of dry heaving. His voice particularly weak "Please. Please don't do this to me. I'm-" he attempted to say in a broken string of crying.
"Shhh... shhh... it's okay." He tried to say to calm him down.
"No! No it's not okay! You're turning me into something I'm not! I don't even know what you're gonna do to me." Beast Boy tried sucking in some air and let out another crying spell. He had his whole life ahead of him. Sure he didn't have everything planned like most kids his age. It just wasn't his idea of spending his life in a dark hole with somebody he doesn't know trying to do this to him!
He didn't know how long it had been since he began crying. He almost felt like it was out of his system. A hand suddenly fell upon his head and began rubbing through his hair.
"You know you're very beautiful for a boy." He said, tracing his hands across his intriguing green skin. Pinching the bottom his ear lobe, he traced it along to where it pointed off. "I can only imagine you as a woman." Beast Boy shuddered. The cook picked up on this and kneeled down and placed his hand on Beast Boys cheek. "Now you know. You've been a very bad Beast Girl... I'm gonna have to punish you."
Beast Boy didn't know how to react. "... I... what are you gonna... gonna do to me?"
With a smile, the cook responded as he leaned in close to his ear. "I'm gonna take your boy virginity."
"What!? No. No. No. Please don't. I'll do anything but don't do that to me."
"Well you're gonna do everything anyway. Was hoping to save your virginity for our wedding night." He began to walk away "However you've been particularly bad so I think you need to associate it with pain."
"Oh come on. Not that kind of pain. Beat me up. Set me on fire. Anything but that. Please!"
"Do you promise to be good?"
"Yes! Yes!"
He was pleading. Yes. He had him. "Alright. I won't take it. However you're gonna have to do something else..."
Beast Boy looked up with mild concern "What... what exactly do you mean something else?"
He told himself he was enjoying his pain way too much. Although he couldn't keep the smile off his face. "Do you..." He stepped forward. "Know what a blowjob is?"
Beast Boy closed his eyes and his face displayed a grimace of anguish that he wish he could hide. "Uh... yeah."
"I'd like to see you perform one."
Beast Boy wondered for a second. "On... on who? Or what?"
"Oh come now. As your master, you will only ever do anything for me. You understand?"
Beast Boy wanted to keep at least one part of himself intact from this whole ordeal so he nodded in agreement. No response. He suddenly felt the ropes around him tighten.
"When you obey my commands, you must address me like I should be. Understand?"
"Alright!"
"Alright what?"
"Alright... master" Beast Boy barely choked out the words. Nobody was his master. He wasn't a pet!
He stepped in front of the trapped boy. His prick wanting so badly to escape but he needed Beast Boy to want it. Beast Boy certainly could smell it. "Undress me." Was all he said.
Beast Boy began dry heaving. "Please no. Don't do this to me." He could smell something disgusting. Like the inside of his own pants when he hadn't washed in days, only magnified.
"So I take it you want it back there..."
"No!" Beast Boy held his breath and forced his face forward. Oh god he could feel it. He accidentally nuzzled the side of his face against what he thought was the shaft and rubbed along it. He had masturbated before and generally knew what these things felt like. However his was massive. Rock hard too. Wait. What did he want him to do? Undress him? How? With his... teeth? He sat like this, face pressed against it for awhile, finally getting up the nerve to get a hold of those boxer briefs in his mouth, drooling by accident as he yanked it down inch by inch.
But when he came face to face with what the man was packing, the elastic snapped back against the cook as the cock folded out like a snake, threatening him with a kiss. He had seen it before. He was familiar with it... but not this up close familiar. It was the difference between watching a nature documentary and actually encountering a rattlesnake.
He had one last tactic.
"Dude... y-y-you're gay."
He smiled. "I don't know what cum tastes like. Do you?" That seared Beast Boy, but he had little time to show displeasure to the comment as it dangled it front of his pouting lips.
The reality of what was going to happen nearly had him in hysterics. "Dude, I can't do this. I've never touched another mans cock before, let alone sucked one!"
"It's simple... just think about what Raven would do in your position." He actually did think about that. When he was eating out Raven, he was imagining her kissing it, swirling her tongue around his head and god she would have been so sexy looking if she had done it and then...
Beast Boy kissed it... he kissed the head of a mans cock. Just as he was thinking it wasn't that bad, the man pushed it into his pursed lips, causing the stink of rancid cock to fly up his nose. "Now open wide." Beast Boy exposed his white teeth and fangs, just trying to breathe, only to receive a half expected response. "There's my girl." Beast Boy shut his eyes as he felt that throbbing meat rest on his tongue like a depressor. Sweaty and salty like he expected cured meat to taste, he didn't know how anyone ate the stuff. Or how they did this for fun. It was the little things that bothered him, like how no matter how open his mouth was, the mans cock still managed to hit the corners. He seemingly wouldn't shut up as Beast Boy sucked - or didn't, the man just humped the back of his throat and monologued. "Aw... mmmm. You're no Raven, but maybe you will be one day... I'd love to see the both of you on your knees, grey and green together. Think about it... you could finally get your kiss with her." He wished the guy would finish his business just so it could be over, as it went on longer than was comfortable, and he was surprised at how even just with this minimal amount of effort of keeping his mouth accessible was starting to make it ache.
The man was all shifting teeth and gums as he came down the green boy's gullet, firing ribbon after ribbon of cum, leaning more and more back as he did, pushing more and more cock to go deeper down. He was slow to pull out, listening to him swallow his cock forcefully one last time - that familiar gurgle noise from Raven whenever she couldn't take him entirely - eyeing up that little bit of slobber the fell onto his chin. "I thought you'd be a bit more defiant. Try to spit me up. Or even try to pretend to vomit in an attempt to protect your masculinity - but I think you're starting to get it. And no teeth. Very surprising for a first timer. You didn't give me exactly what I ordered, but you let me do exactly what I wanted, and I'm satisfied. If I had to grade you, it'd be a B-. Those A's will roll in once you're excited to give 'em." He gave the side of BB's face a light hearted tap. "You'll be a cock sleeve yet."
When Beast Boy thought he could relax as the man moved away to put his pants on, he nearly jumped out of the chair, the ropes cinching into his arms and legs. His head dipped away from the sight, but the man grabbed the sore jaw of Beast Boy, forcing him forward. "Gaze upon this horrible visage." His voice struggled as Beast Boy fought to look away, but Beast Boy eventually did give up, and he ate it up unwantingly.
Before him was his captor on top of Raven under a spotlight of bright black. His face buried deep down the side of her face, chewing on her ear and face, as she looked off in throes of passion, her lovely legs wrapped around him. God... why wasn't that him instead!? "Raven... Raven!" Beast Boy shouted out to her, trying to get grotesque love making to stop.
"She can't hear you. She's just a memory... but what a memory." His voice oozed slime like he oozed grease, Beast Boy thought. As his voice got closer, his goosebumps stood on end. "Oh Beast Boy, even if she's with me, I bet it still excites you. Don't pretend. I know what you do in the stall next door... oh she told me. You're bursting at the seams right now, wanting release... but from whom?" The man lowered his hand down, nearly pressing into Beast Boy's thigh.
Beast Boy nearly cried out as he pulled it away. "Forget it. The only release you'll have is from me fucking you." He was suddenly free again, but he felt like he weighed a ton as he was thrown face first into the bed. He tried to get back up before feeling a sweaty naked presence at his back and then...
Beast Boy raised up from his stomach, pushing back into the force behind him, expecting to press into the hardness of the cook.
Instead, it was just his imagination. Beast Boy sat up on his knees, shirtless and sweating and out of breath, looking around his mess of a room.
What the heck was that about!?
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