"Any luck, Cy?" Robin asked
"Nah, man!" Cyborg responded loudly. He had to shout, because he was deep inside the T-Ship, cramped in a small space too tiny for his large body. Even with his prehensile extensions attached to his arms, it was difficult moving anything around in here. "The Rift Amplifier's just too alien. I have to make adapters for adapters for adapters if I'm ever going to get anywhere with this!"
"May I be of assistance now, friend Cyrborg?" Starfire asked.
"No, Star," Cyrborg replied monotonously. "I already said I got this."
Starfire looked worriedly into the bowels of the T-Ship. She could barely see Cyborg's form among the mass of pipes, wires, and machinery. It honestly looked as if he was stuck in there.
"Leave him," Raven muttered. "He won't ask for help even when he's being choked by the cables."
"I will NOT be choked by my own cables!" Cyborg replied angrily. "Oi! BB! Where's that laser lance?!"
Starfire watched as small green monkey jumped up into the access hatch of the T-Ship, carrying a small drill-shaped device. The monkey chirped cheerily as he handed it to Cyborg. "Thanks, dude," Cyborg replied. Starfire heard what sounded like a welding torch, followed almost instantly by a clatter of tools and a surprised shriek from the monkey.
"BB! Don't touch the Wormhole Moderator! NO!"
There was a small explosion inside the T-Ship, and instantly a cloud of black, putrid smoke began billowing out of the hatch. Beast Boy dashed out of the hatch a moment later, while behind him there was a series of banging as Cyborg made his way out of the ship.
Starfire caught a whiff of the smoke and immediately pinched her nose. "Ugh. It smells like the smoke blubbers of Barhee'sleth."
"Fans on!" Robin shouted. A faint hum became audible, and soon the smoke was being pulled up to vents in the roof.
Cyborg climbed out of the hatch, coughing heavily. "Beastboy, when I say don't touch the Wormhole Moderator," he got to his feet, "DON'T TOUCH THE WORMHOLE MODERATOR!!!"
"Sorry, man," Beastboy replied, sitting on the edge of once of the work tables. "I just wanted to get that screwdriver."
Cyborg face-palmed and shook his head. "Ugh... well, now I have to get the Wormhole Moderator repaired before I even think of getting the Rift Amplifier hooked up. T-Ship's grounded for a week, guys!" he announced.
Robin sighed. "Hopefully we won't need it before then," he said. He turned around and walked out of the hangar.
Cyborg placed a small device down on the nearest work table. It immediately caught Starfire's attention, as its design was obviously not Cyborg's. "What's is that?" she asked.
"This is the Rift Amplifier, Star," Cyborg said. "I picked it up in that last fight with Overload. He couldn't get it to attach to him either. Obviously some friends from out of town designed it, but Robin can't get any matches on any of the designs."
"What does a Rift 'Ambifyer' do?" Starfire asked, looking at the small device.
"Well, Overload said it targets space-time foam and amplifies the minor cracks in it, in a sense expanding space itself into a bubble that can move about the dimensions freely," Cyborg said.
"Hmm..." Starfire hummed. "I do not see the froth of liquids in space ever."
Cyborg shrugged. "Nah, it's not like that," he said. "Basically, it makes really really small parts of space into really big bubbles, and we ride the bubble." He tapped the device. "I just need to make it hook up, that's all."
Without warning, or perhaps in response to the tap, a whirring rose up from the device, causing both Cyborg and Starfire to look at it. There was a click, and then a small port opened up on the side. "Wha?" Cyborg said. He picked it up to look at it.
Two yellow beams shot from the device, and thanks to the angle Cyborg held it at, they went straight to Starfire's chest, striking her breasts.
At first she felt nothing. "What happened, friend?" she asked.
"I don't know, Star," Cyborg said, looking closer at the device. "You okay?"
Starfire looked down at where the beams had struck. "I appear unharmed," she said.
Suddenly an aura of pleasure welled up in her breasts, causing her footing to become unsteady. She grabbed the table she was next to in order to keep from falling. "Oh..." she moaned.
"Whatsa matter?!" Cyborg asked, shocked.
Starfire found she couldn't reply. The feeling was becoming stronger, and she was breathing heavily because of it. She shut her eyes and her head lolled back. "Oh... ooooooh," she moaned, even louder than before. "My... my grumplins," she said. "They feel so... soooooo..."
The aura of pleasure suddenly exploded in her, and her spine arched backward. Without any control, she screamed in ecstasy.
"Whoa!" Cyborg exclaimed, as suddenly he noticed a physical change occurring in Starfire. Her breasts, underneath her latex clothing, were growing at an alarming rate. Within seconds, they had doubled in size.
The incredible pleasure surging through Starfire continued to grow, and as her mind was lost to it, she let go of the table. Her hands wandered up to her expanding bosom and began massaging them. The incredible feeling grew even faster than before, and so too therefore did her breasts, doubling in size once again after only a few seconds of the massage. She was unaware of how much noise she was making; the moaning, the screaming, the laughing, it was all out of her control. She was lost in the intensity of the pleasure. And the more she massaged, the more her breasts grew and the more compelled she became to keep rubbing her breasts...
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