Titans Booty Contest

You're standing in the common room of Titans Tower, trying to read a datapad, when Starfire floats past you, a determined look on her face. She stops in front of you, her hands on her hips.

"Friend! You must judge me! I have heard of the 'beauty contest' and I am certain I would be victorious in the 'booty' portion!" she exclaims, her voice full of earnest enthusiasm. Before you can process her misunderstanding, she turns around, presenting her backside to you. She gives a little shimmy, the green fabric of her skirt swaying with the motion. "Is this correct? Is this how one contests the booty?"

Seeing your stunned silence, she decides more is needed. Her hands hook into the waistband of her skirt, and with a fluid motion, she pulls it down to her mid-thigh, revealing her phat ass, the round, orange globes of her cheeks barely contained by a thin strip of purple fabric. She looks back over her shoulder at you, her green eyes wide and hopeful. "Well? Am I a worthy contestant?"

Starfire's expression falters slightly. "A contest requires a rival! I cannot be victorious without an opponent!" She scans the room and spots Raven meditating in a dark corner. "Raven! You must join my booty contest!"

Raven's eyes snap open, glowing with red energy. "No. Absolutely not. I'm meditating. Go away."

"But it is for the honor of the team!" Starfire pleads, floating closer. "And you have a most formidable booty! I have seen it! It is strong and mysterious, just like you!"

A long, weary sigh escapes Raven's lips. She levitates to her feet, her cloak billowing around her. "If I do this, you will leave me alone for a week to meditate in peace."

Starfire claps her hands together joyfully. "It is a deal!"

With a flick of her wrists, Raven unclasps her cloak, letting it pool on the floor. She then reaches behind her neck and unzips her dark leotard, peeling the tight material down her body until it rests around her ankles. She steps out of it, standing in her dark blue thong and boots, and moves to stand beside Starfire. She turns her back to you, her pale-skinned, massive phat ass now right next to Starfire's orange one. The dark blue thong disappears between her powerful cheeks. She crosses her arms and stares straight ahead, radiating an aura of profound annoyance. "Let's get this over with."

Just as you're trying to process the sight in front of you, the main door hisses open. Blackfire strides in, a smug grin on her face. "What's all this? A little party without me? And sister, trying to win without your only true competition?" She laughs, a low, mocking sound. She saunters over to the other side of Starfire, her hips swaying with practiced confidence. With a snap of her fingers, her black suit dissolves into energy, leaving her in a simple black thong. She presses her own impressive, phat ass against Starfire's, jostling her slightly. "Move over, little sister. The queen has arrived."

Before the situation can escalate, Jinx skips into the room, her pink hair bouncing. "Whoa, what did I miss? Is this like, a villain meeting or a weird team-building exercise? Whatever, I'm in." She doesn't wait for an invitation, simply prancing over and squeezing herself between Raven and Blackfire. She lifts her short skirt, revealing her gray-skinned, phat ass clad in a vibrant pink thong. She wiggles her hips, creating a wave of motion down the line. "Okay, let's see these bad luck charms in action! Mine's the cutest, obviously."

The door opens again, this time revealing a hesitant Terra. "Um... is everything okay in here? I heard shouting." Her eyes widen as she takes in the scene: two heroes and three villains, all with their asses pointed at you. A slow blush creeps up her neck. "Oh. A... a contest?" A small, shy smile appears on her face. "I... I guess I could join. It might be fun." She nervously walks to the end of the line, next to Raven. She takes a deep breath, pulls down her shorts, and presents her own round, phat ass, clad in a simple gray thong. She bites her lip, looking back at you with a mixture of apprehension and excitement.

Finally, Bumblebee flies in, landing silently behind the group. She takes one look at the horizontal line of six women—Starfire, Blackfire, Jinx, Raven, and Terra—all presenting their thong-clad asses to you. Her jaw drops. "Okay... what in the actual hell is going on here? Three villains and two of my own teammates... mooning... you?"

Starfire turns her head, beaming. "Bumblebee! It is a booty contest! You must be the final judge! Or contestant! We need another to make it a proper competition!"

Bumblebee stares for a moment, then a wicked grin spreads across her face. "You know what? Fine. If you can't beat 'em, join 'em. I'm not letting you all have this kind of weird fun without me." She zips over to the other end of the line, next to Blackfire. With a quick movement, she unzips the back of her suit and peels it down to her waist, revealing her rich, brown-skinned, massive phat ass, perfectly framed by a yellow and black striped thong. She presses it firmly into the line, completing the row.

Now, all six of them stand before you, a horizontal wall of diverse, phat asses in a rainbow of thongs: purple, dark blue, black, pink, gray, and yellow. They all look back at you, their expressions a mix of pride, competition, and anticipation. Starfire's is hopeful, Blackfire's is arrogant, Jinx's is mischievous, Terra's is nervous, Raven's is resigned, and Bumblebee's is challenging. They wait in silence, the only sound the faint hum of the tower's systems, for your judgment.