A Tamaranean Feast (Teen Titans WG)

Today started out as a quiet morning at the Titan Tower, at least for Raven that is. She meditated upon the rooftop, perfectly perched in the center of Jump City. Today wasn't exactly a day for crime, rather than a day for peace and relaxation. She could sense it in the air.

The sun slowly crept over the horizon and pierced through her eyelids with warm, blinding light. Unfortunately, her cloak couldn't conceal her eyes. Raven was tempted to use her demonic powers to cause a solar eclipse, but she figured that meditation time was over with.

Down at the main floor, the usual slow day activities were taking place in the central room. Cyborg and Beast Boy (or as Raven refers to them as Cyboob and Beast Brain) had finished breakfast (while making a massive mess in the kitchen) and now veg out on the couch playing video games on the jumbo sized television.

Alternatively, the ever-vigilant Robin sat at the Titan Computer scanning the city for crime. Raven shook her head, "You're just wasting your time, Robin. Hm,..?."

Raven looked around the room, "No Starfire? This doesn't look good at all”.

The only reason Starfire wouldn't be present with the rest of the Titans would either be that she A) Is taking care of Silky or B) Has another Tamaran Feast that everyone has already rejected. "I might as well see which one it is."

Once Raven started hovering down the hall, a familiar aroma entered her nostrils. It certainly didn't smell appetizing, but it didn't smell bad either. Upon coming closer to the smell, she could see it bellowing from Starfire's room, "Of course," she murmured glumly.

As Raven approached, the door respectfully slid out of her way. Inside Starfire's room, piles and piles of cooked Tamaranean food laid about. To Raven, most of it still looked alive and untouched.

On the bed sat Starfire, who looked as sad as ever. Raven placed a caring hand on her shoulder, "Oh friend Raven. I wish people could enjoy Tamaranean food as much as I do..." Starfire huffed. Raven figured the guys must have really put down Starfire's offer. Then she thought, "Oh, how bad could it be? It might look gross, but...who knows?"

"You know," Raven smiled with a twinge in her voice, "I wasn't offered any food."

Starfire beamed liked a lighthouse. Her green eyes grew as wide as emeralds, "Wonderful, Raven! Sit down and I'll bring you some food!" Starfire forcefully seated Raven and flew around the room with lightning speed to get Raven a sample platter. The plate she used was quickly stacked full of extraterrestrial ‘food’. She brought it to Raven who distastefully gazed at it, "Come on, friend Raven. Try some."

Raven gulped, her hand quivered when she reached for the spork, "A-Alright..."

The first object or 'food' that her spork headed for was something that resembled a human brain with black peach fuzz covering it. She ate it, chewed it, tasted it, and...taste? It didn't really have a taste. Raven thanked her lucky stars.

"Hm, no taste...well then..." Raven thought to herself and brought out her inner actor.

"Mmmm, delicious!" Starfire smiled, "I'd knew you like it! Now finish your plate and I'll get you more."

"More?" moaned Raven already feeling a little full after her first bite, "Oh, no."

Raven, not wanting to disappoint Starfire, prepared her stomach for a stuffing. She promised something nice in return later.

Sporkful after sporkful, Raven ate whatever Starfire placed in front of her. Food came and went. Plates came and went. Painful stomach cramps came and went.

For a few split seconds, Raven swore that her body was expanded to compensate for all of the food being eaten. She even heard a few ripping sounds, but before she could investigate Starfire would throw more food at her, "Wow, I had no idea you'd be so hungry Raven. I would've gotten more!"

Soon, she lost track of time, how many plates she had eaten, or whatever else was going on, “This has got to stop!” she thought.

Raven swallowed a mouth full of a two-armed squid, then, finally with a clear mouth she shouted, “ENOU-URP-GH!”

Starfire stopped her buzzing around and blankly stared at Raven, “What is the matter? Don’t you like my cooking?”

"Urrrrg..." Raven’s sense came back to her, why did she feel so heavy? She tried to stand and head for the door, “What pinning me down?...!” In front of her, Raven could see an expanse…nay a globe of purple, stretched leotard and two purple beach-balls resting on top, “Is that my? Starfire!”

Starfire place a hand on Raven’s belly. It felt incredibly soothing, yet her rage kept Starfire from going further. Raven placed her own hands on her belly and belched, the pressure made her feel like she was going to explode any second.

“Sorry, Raven. I guess I should have said my food is high in the ‘calories’ for you humans. You also dropped your belt.”

Starfire handed Raven her belt, “What the use?” Her hips were practically as wide a Cyborg’s torso, “Just help me up.”

Using her great strength, Starfire was able to get Raven onto her own two feet. Or should I say tree trunks? The two pale limbs that were once shapely now rubbed against each other. Raven cradled her aching ball of a belly; there was just too much pain.

Raven waved a meaty arm at Starfire, “I think I’ve had enough. I need to go lie down.” She took slow, but steady steps toward the door. Shoot, she wasn’t sure if she would be able to fit through! If that wasn’t bad enough, Raven could feel her whole body bouncing with each step. She crossed her arms to keep her breasts from jiggling, yet it didn’t stop her belly.

"Really? But, I just finished baking desert." Starfire said pouting while holding a plate of cookies.

“No, Star! I don’t want any-woah!” she only took her eyes off the destination for half a second and ended up tripping on something cold and slimy. She landed belly down and groaned in pain. Raven felt eyes crawling over her rear end.

Starfire blushed and giggled, "Friend Raven, don't be silly. Here, try one." Starfire forcefully shoved a cookie into Raven's mouth. Again, it tasted like nothing, but if it was anything like the other food Starfire fed her. It would surely be fattening.

After a baker's dozen and a few gallons of milk. Raven felt larger than before. Her leotard had a hard time stretching like her figure making more and more tears appear. Her belt had snapped off and hung loosely around her wide hips. She could feel silky crawling along her massive ass. Raven protested against the feeding, but Starfire wasn't hearing it.

Starfire took a seat on one of Raven’s pale moons, "Don't worry, Raven. More cookies will be cooked soon. I'm happy that you enjoy these."

"No, I don't want-"

"And there will be more...lots more."

The End.