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Chapter 15 by Haoro Haoro

What do the twins do now?

They play with him more, but accidently help him get his magic back

"I think we should play with him more." One of the twins cooed above the tiny Marcus. She bounced her boobs, sending him tumbling even further into the channel between them. Gasping frantically, the young prince grabbed at handfuls of soft, freckled skin, **** to stop his naked body from slipping through and falling to the floor. They wouldn't hurt him like that, would they? Mistress wouldn't let them!

"Yeah, it's time he make us feel good!" The other nodded. She reached up and plucked him out of their boobs between two fingers, leaving him dangling helplessly from her grip. She was holding him gently, and with nothing but a long, impossible drop below him Marcus was way too scared to fight.

"Katie, Lucy, please stop!" He gasped frantically in his tiny squeaking voice, but neither of them seemed to even hear him. As the twin holding him smirked playfully, poking his tiny body with her finger, he saw that silvery thread again running from her to Mistress. Blinking blearily, he struggled to focus on it as she prodded at his belly. Mistress wasn't making the twins act this way, was she? Katie and Lucy had teased him a lot, but they'd never been this cruel!

Before he could figure it out, the twins stepped apart and the one holding him wrapped his body in a gentle fist. Giving him another cheeky grin, she moved him down her body. He saw the pale skin of her belly flash past, so much naked, female body on display it made his ears burn. Then he realized just where she was moving him and struggled frantically in her grip. It was useless. He couldn't even lift one of her fingers off him.

Sure enough, to the young prince's horror, his childhood friend held him right in front of her drooling pussy, slick with clear juices. He could see every detail, the plump, pink lips and the wet slit between them. The smell of her was arousal filled his every breath, leaving him gasping and blushing. Bullying him had made her this horny? Or was it Mistress playing with them again?

"Okay little Marcus." He heard the twin purr above him. "You've teased us sisters enough over the years. Strutting around looking so cute and never even kissing us! Time for you to pay!" The young prince screamed as she shoved him against her pussy, rubbing him like a toy over those swollen lips. He wriggled frantically, struggling to get out from under her hand, but it was like trying to life a massive boulder off his back. His naked body was drenched in her juices. He could hardly breathe, kicking and waving his hands as he gasped for air through the cloying smell of her arousal. "Oh yeah, that feels so nice." She squealed. "He feels so good there!"

"I knew he would." The other twin was crouching down, watching all this with a hungry smile. "Hurry up! I want a turn too!" Marcus moaned in despair. Not the other one as well! The girl holding him rubbed him even harder, her hips bucking forward to press herself down into him. He could feel himself slipping inside that wet slit, the walls throbbing hot against his skin. As he tried to breathe, he got a mouthful of her juices instead, coughing and spluttering as he tried to swallow them.

"Oh yes, Marcus!" Muffled, he heard her shriek with delight. Her pussy squeezed even tighter, so hot it almost burnt his skin. He tried to scream, but got drenched in her juices again, frantically swallowing to stop himself from drowning. Was Mistress going to let him die like this? Suffocated by his own childhood friend?! At last, she pulled him free with a hoarse moan, and he found himself limp and twitching in her gentle grip, utterly drenched. He gasped for air, wheezing hoarsely. It was hard to even think. His hair was wet, his naked skin slick and sticky. All he wanted to do was cry. "You're such a good toy, Marcus." The twin holding him purred, grinning down at him like a cat. "I've never cum that hard before. But now you have to satisfy Lucy too. Otherwise it's not fair, see? If one twin gets you and the other doesn't."

The thought of going through that again made the young prince shudder in terror. As he was held out towards his next tormentor, he scrabbled desperately for something, anything that would help him. Just like that, he felt it, the strange hum of power simmering away under his skin. His magic! But Mistress had said he didn't have any left. Then how? The musky taste of pussy juice filling his mouth gave him the answer. His goddess had told him sexual secretions contained energy. Somehow he must be tapping into it now!

He had to make himself big again and quick. Closing his eyes, Marcus thought up an image of himself growing larger, just to his normal size. He tried to make the vision as clear as possible, focusing only on that. Even as he felt his little body be passed over to another huge hand, he just kept thinking about getting back to normal again. He could feel the power responding, tingling over his skin. It didn't burn this time. Instead it felt like a hot bath, covering every inch of him in comforting warmth.

"What's going on?" He heard the girl holding him gasp. Her grip was loosening, and he could feel her fingers getting smaller against his body. It was working! He kept his eyes shut anyway, just focusing on the power singing through his veins and the vision he was directing it towards. "Marcus...oh no!" He slipped from her loose grip, and suddenly he was falling through the air. In just a second, his feet hit the ground, enough to jar but not hurt. He focused just a little more, until he felt that simmering energy ease away like it knew its work was done.

Just like that, Marcus opened his eyes. He was standing right between the two naked twins, only he was his normal size now, just a little bit shorter than him. They were staring at him in shock and awe, mouths hanging open and pretty green eyes wide. They weren't scary anymore, even if he was still naked and shivering. He could still feel a little magic burning away inside him, like a small fire warming him up. If he reached out and touched it, he felt like he could do anything at all.

How does Mistress take this development?

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