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raven and starfire directed by gridanon
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Super powered snuggles!

Based on Teen Titans Season 3 Episode 11, titled "Bunny Raven... or ... How to Make a Titananimal Disappear." The original Teen Titans animated series is still good! Check it out if you haven't seen it.

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This was made with a local install of Reforge using the model StableMond: https://huggingface.co/Xeno443 . I'd recommend any or all of the 'Mond models, they're all some of the best furry SDXL models.

I used Tail Tagger for tagging assistance: https://github.com/renfald/tail-tagger . Along with the JPT-3 model for AI generating tags: https://huggingface.co/RedRocket/JTP-3/tree/main/models?not-for-all-audiences=true

AI Story - Bunny Raven... or ... How to Make a Titananimal Blush

In the dim glow of Titans Tower's living room, where the afternoon sun filtered through half-drawn curtains like a lazy promise of warmth, Raven sat huddled on the oversized black couch. The transformation curse from Mumbo Jumbo's chaotic magic show lingered stubbornly, even after the villain's defeat. Her once-human form was now a whimsical blend of girl and bunny—soft white fur covering her arms and legs, long floppy ears twitching involuntarily atop her head, and a tiny puff of a tail hidden beneath her navy cloak. The red gem on her forehead pulsed faintly, a reminder of her suppressed demonic heritage, but today it was her emotions that threatened to unravel her control. She felt exposed, vulnerable, the plush fur making every brush of fabric against her skin feel like a whisper too intimate.

Starfire, ever the radiant contrast, lounged beside her—no, more like enveloped her—in her own altered state. The Tamaranean princess had become a striped tiger-girl, her orange fur patterned with bold black stripes that rippled like flames under the light. Her long red hair cascaded wildly, framing those bright green eyes that sparkled with unbridled joy. Ears perked forward, tail swishing lazily behind her, she exuded a predatory playfulness that matched her warrior spirit. Her purple outfit clung to her curves, the silver accents catching the light as she shifted, her gloved hand resting possessively on Raven's shoulder.

"Oh, friend Raven!" Starfire purred, her voice a melodic trill that vibrated through the air like a warm breeze. She leaned in closer, her breath hot against Raven's sensitive ear, carrying the faint, exotic scent of Tamaranean spices—cinnamon and something floral, like sun-kissed petals. "You are the most adorable of bunnies! Your ears, they flop so delightfully, like little flags of surrender. Does it not tickle when I do... this?"

With a mischievous grin, Starfire reached up and gently tugged one of Raven's floppy ears, the soft fur brushing against her palm like velvet. Raven's eyes widened, a flush creeping across her pale cheeks, turning them a rosy pink that stood out against her white fur. The sensation was electric—a mix of tickle and tease that sent shivers down her spine, her body arching slightly despite her best efforts to remain stoic.

"Starfire... stop," Raven murmured, her voice low and husky, laced with that signature sarcasm, but there was an undercurrent of breathlessness she couldn't hide. Her purple eyes half-lidded, she felt the heat of Starfire's body pressing against her side, the tiger-girl's arm wrapping around her waist in a hug that was both comforting and intoxicating. The couch cushions sighed under their weight, the fabric cool and smooth against Raven's thighs, contrasting the warmth blooming where their bodies touched.

"But why, my dearest Raven?" Starfire cooed, her green eyes gleaming with playful innocence, though the way her tail curled around Raven's leg betrayed a deeper intent. She nuzzled closer, her nose brushing Raven's neck, inhaling the subtle aroma of Raven's herbal teas—chamomile and lavender—that clung to her cloak like a secret. "You make such the cute sounds when I tease. Listen—your heart, it races like the drums of Tamaran during festival! Thump-thump, thump-thump. It is music to my ears."

Raven's breath hitched, her hands clenching in her lap as she tried to summon her mantra. "Azarath... Metrion... Zinthos," she whispered, but the words came out more like a sigh, her voice trembling with a mix of annoyance and something warmer, deeper. The air in the room felt thicker, charged with an electric tension, the distant hum of the tower's systems fading into a soft background murmur. She could taste the faint saltiness on her lips from nervous biting, and the way Starfire's fur grazed her arm felt like silk threads dancing across her skin.

"You're impossible," Raven replied, turning her head slightly to meet Starfire's gaze, their faces inches apart. Her bunny ears flopped forward, brushing Starfire's cheek, eliciting a delighted giggle from the tiger-girl. The sound was light and bubbly, like champagne fizzing, but it sent a ripple of heat through Raven's core. "Always so... touchy. Feely. It's distracting."

Starfire's smile widened, her fangs peeking out in a way that was both adorable and alluring, her striped fur shimmering as she shifted to pull Raven into a fuller embrace. "Distracting? Oh, but that is the point, yes? On Tamaran, we express joy with the touches and the closeness. Your fur is so soft, Raven—like the clouds of my homeworld. And your scent... it is mysterious, like the shadows you command, but with a hint of sweetness. May I... taste it?"

Before Raven could protest, Starfire leaned in and planted a light, playful kiss on her cheek, her lips warm and soft, lingering just long enough to make Raven's pulse quicken. The kiss tasted faintly of the fruity gloss Starfire favored—strawberry and something alien, tangy and sweet—leaving a tingling sensation that spread like wildfire. Raven's hands instinctively rose to push her away, but they ended up resting on Starfire's arms instead, feeling the firm muscles beneath the fur, the steady rhythm of her breathing.

"Star... what are you doing?" Raven's voice was a whisper now, laced with a playful edge she rarely allowed, her sarcasm melting into something softer. The room smelled of their mingled essences—Raven's earthy herbs and Starfire's spicy warmth—creating an intoxicating haze. Outside, the wind whispered against the windows, but inside, it was just them, the couch creaking softly as Starfire adjusted, her tail now fully wrapped around Raven's waist like a living belt.

"I am making you feel the joy, friend!" Starfire exclaimed, her voice rising in enthusiasm, but she lowered it to a sultry murmur as she traced a gloved finger along Raven's collarbone, exposed just above her cloak. The touch was feather-light, sending goosebumps across Raven's skin, the fur on her arms standing on end. "You hide so much behind your hood and your words of the dry wit. But as a bunny, you cannot hide your blushes. They are like the roses of Earth—pink and pretty. Tell me, does this make your powers tingle? Or is it something... more?"

Raven let out a rare, soft laugh—a sound like wind chimes in a storm—her body relaxing into the hug despite herself. "You're going to make me lose control if you keep this up. My emotions... they're not toys, Starfire." But her words lacked conviction, her purple eyes locking onto Starfire's green ones, the intensity like a spark igniting dry tinder. She could feel the heat radiating from Starfire's body, the way her stripes seemed to pulse with energy, and the distant taste of anticipation on her tongue.

"Then let us play with them together," Starfire whispered, her breath fanning Raven's ear again, causing it to twitch adorably. She pulled back slightly, just enough to cup Raven's face with both hands, her thumbs stroking the soft fur on her cheeks. "You are strong, Raven. Stronger than any demon or curse. And in this form, you are... irresistible. Your ears, they move when you feel the flutters inside. Like now—see? They perk up for me."

Raven's ears did indeed betray her, standing straight for a moment before flopping back, and she rolled her eyes, though a smile tugged at her lips. "Flattery from a tiger princess? How original." Her voice was teasing now, playful in a way that mirrored Starfire's energy, her hands sliding up to tangle in Starfire's red hair, feeling the silky strands slip through her fingers like liquid fire. The sensation was grounding, yet exhilarating, the room's air humming with unspoken desires.

Starfire laughed, a rich, throaty sound that filled the space, her body pressing closer, their legs entwining on the couch. "Original? On Tamaran, we say such things with the truth of our hearts! You make me feel the warmth, Raven—the kind that starts in the belly and spreads like starbolts. Your touch... it is cool, like the night, but it ignites me." She nuzzled Raven's neck again, her nose tracing a path that left a trail of warmth, the faint purring rumble from her chest vibrating against Raven's side like a gentle massage.

"Starfire, you're purring," Raven pointed out, her voice breathy, a hint of amusement breaking through her reserve. She tilted her head, allowing the contact, her own hands exploring the stripes on Starfire's arm, feeling the texture—smooth fur over taut muscle. It was like stroking a living flame, warm and inviting, with a subtle musk that was uniquely Starfire: wild, free, and utterly captivating. The couch seemed to sink deeper under them, cradling their forms as if encouraging the closeness.

"Am I? Oh, glorious!" Starfire beamed, her eyes half-closed in bliss, her tail tightening its hold. "It means I am content... and more. You make the purrs happen, bunny Raven. Now, tell me—what does it feel like for you? This fur, these ears... do they make everything more... sensitive?"

Raven paused, her breath coming in shallow waves, the sensory overload building like a spell she couldn't dispel. "It... heightens things. Every touch feels amplified. Like your hand here—" she guided Starfire's palm to her side, feeling the glove's cool material against her fur—"it's like sparks. Not painful, just... electric." Her words were soft, inviting more, her sarcasm giving way to honesty in the intimate bubble they'd created.

"Then let us spark together," Starfire murmured, her lips brushing Raven's ear in a whisper-kiss, the sound wet and teasing. She shifted, pulling Raven onto her lap with effortless strength, their bodies aligning in a tangle of fur and fabric. The air tasted charged, like ozone before a storm, and Raven's mantra faded into oblivion as she leaned in, her floppy ears framing their faces like a curtain.

"You're incorrigible," Raven teased, her voice a playful growl, her hands roaming Starfire's back, feeling the arch of her spine, the swish of her tail. The room spun with their laughter and sighs, the sun dipping lower, casting golden hues that danced across their forms. In that moment, transformations be damned, they were just two souls entwined—Raven's shadows embracing Starfire's light, in a dance as old as the stars.

As the evening deepened, Starfire's purrs grew louder, her affections bolder yet always playful, drawing out Raven's hidden smiles and whispers. "More, my bunny? Or shall I stop?" she'd ask, her voice a siren call.

"Don't you dare," Raven replied each time, her resolve melting into delight, their playful exploration a symphony of senses—soft fur against skin, spicy scents mingling, sweet tastes on lips, teasing touches that promised without demanding, and dialogues that wove their personalities into a tapestry of sensual connection. The tower's lights flickered on automatically, but they paid no mind, lost in their private world where curses became blessings, and opposites ignited in perfect harmony.

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