Bonus: You take another look at the picture that Marcy sent you*

As you’re walking to the convenience store, you pull out your phone and decide to take another gander at that picture that Marcy sent you of her and Mavis sitting by what looks like an indoor pool.

You open the picture that Marcy sent you again, Mavis and her at some kind of indoor pool. Marcy is smiling, her tongue playfully sticking out at the camera as she takes the selfie. Her bikini top is doing its best to contain her ample bosom, which seems intent on breaking free based on the underboob poking out from under it. Either that or the bikini perhaps has gotten too small for her. Again.

Mavis is sitting beside her, a wide grin on her face and throwing up the peace sign at the camera. She is wearing a black bikini, which has no issues with containing her comparatively modest breasts, though you can clearly see down her front to her hip cleavage, where her swimsuit disappears between her thick thighs. Her hair is slicked back, her lightly tanned skin still visibly damp and shiny.

You pop your phone back into your pocket, wondering impure things about Mavis, then Marcy, and then Mavis and Marcy together with yourself in the middle of the sister sandwich. Your cock throbs in agreement.

You breathe out, trying to exercise some restraint and keep your lust in check as you walk to the convenience store. It would certainly be worth a shot, though you imagine that you probably ought to at least figure out how to use your powers a little better before you make any big moves on either or both of them.