After teleporting from Samba's apartment, I found myself staring at a wooden door. Charlotte and Bridget would be behind this door, and I could feel all my confidence fading. How was I supposed to confront them?

I had to suspend that thought as something entered my perception. Quickly, I moved backward and stuck my hand out, catching the object without much of a problem. I blinked a few times as I felt it in my hand. Whatever it was, it wasn't exactly a threat. A turn of my head later and I was looking at a little boy, probably around nine or ten. His mouth was wide with awe before he finally said, "Wow... how did you do that!?"

With a wink, a smile, and a deep bow, I chimed, "I'm a magician!" It was a bit overly dramatic, but making eye contact with the kid again showed that he was really impressed. A self-satisfied grin painted my lips before I noticed the kid's toy gun. He had painted it black, and it looked convincingly real from this far away. A brilliant plan formed behind my eyes. "Oh, hey, do you think I could borrow that toy of yours?"

"...No." I winced slightly. The brat didn't even consider it!

Quickly, my mind tried to figure out ways I could bribe him. Candy, money? Well, I didn't have either of those on me. "What if I... uh... promise to give you a magic show later?"

He rolled his eyes and looked at me like I was crazy. Why wasn't he as easily duped as other children, but before he could speak I flung my hair back and gave a big smiled. "After all, I'm Lynn the Magnificent." This seemed to spark something in his head as his eyes grew wide.

"My sister is always talking about you! She's been to one of your shows and promised she'd take me sometime!"Now he seemed positively excited. This was easy to play from here.

I smirked and winked as I reached for a pocket. Sadly the pocket didn't exist, but I don't think the kid noticed. "Then let me play with your toy for a bit and I'll give you and your sister a private magic show." My smile was terribly cheesy, but I had a feeling it would work.

"How do I know you're not fibbing?"

My shoulders sagged as I tried not to glare. This brat was too suspicious. "Does this look like a face that lies?" I tilted my head a bit and acted hurt.

He saw right through it, "You're a magician, your job is to lie."

My mouth opened and I was about to say something, but part of me was pissed that someone ruined magic shows for this kid. That had to be fixed this instant. "No, no, no, a lawyer's job is to lie, I mean see how close 'lawyer' and 'liar' sound to one another?" He nodded. "Some magicians lie, but those are bad magicians. I do real magic!" A quick teleport had me crouched down so I was eye level and right behind him and I whispered into his ear, "See?"

His eyes opened wide and he turned around almost banging his head into mine. "Oh wow! How did you do that!?"

Adopting a very smug smirk, I laughed and stood up. "With real magic." The look of awe on his face didn't vanish as he wordlessly handed his toy to me. "So which room are you and your family staying in?"

He shuffled a bit as he tried to think of the room number. "221 I think."

"Alright, after I take care of some things I'll be right there and give you a real magic show. Oh, but you have to tell me your name first."

"Alkoden." I wondered if he was a foreigner or something, but he didn't speak with an accent of any sort. Parents just must be insane. He nodded to me as he started to walk away. "You better not be a liar!"

"I'm not! Don't worry!" I waved to him while he left. My stomach felt a bit unsettled as I shifted the toy in my hand. Doe had taught me how to use a gun, or at least I had memories of her teaching me to use a gun. Whether they were true or not was a different matter altogether. I held it as she taught me though, and tested my faith.

With the toy gun in hand I took a deep breath and prepared to kick down the door, but stopped short of actually doing it. Realizing I didn't have the physical strength to kick down a heavy wooden door ? I instead quietly twisted the knob. Taking one last deep breath, I kicked the door open, sending the knob through the wall.

"What the hell!?" Bridget yelled out from somewhere as I made my move. Quickly, I ran through the door way and pointed the gun at them. Both of their faces went a bit white when they noticed the gun.

"How could you two do that to me!?" I screamed in rage. They looked at each other before looking back to me, but neither spoke. Not wanting to let my bravado fade, I approached them and pointed the gun threateningly. "I'm waiting for an answer!"

"Lynn... what's wrong with you?" Charlotte looked very afraid now. Did she plan to lie to me though? "I never knew you would point a gun at someone..." She gulped down a lump in her throat as I tried to look more pissed off than I ever had in my life.

"You two used me since we first met! I thought it was just by chance and you were playing games, but you knew the entire time what you wanted to do!" I didn't have to pretend, I was really working myself into a rage now. "I thought we were friends, but you used your powers on me to make me prance around on stage and to kidnap women!"

"No! We didn't force a damn thing on ya!" Bridget had moved closer while I was focused on Charlotte, and she was standing right outside of my presence. "Yeah, we buttered ya up and maybe we went too far, but come on, it's nothing to kill us over."

Charlotte piped in, "We manipulated you, but we didn't take the decision out of your control... You agreed to come with us and you said you would help capture women for us when we brought that up. We didn't stop you from making that decision on your own."

For a few seconds I couldn't tell if she was lying or not. I know I would've never agreed to that, but I couldn't remember when we had ever talked about that. Even after whatever happened with Samba, some details were out of reach and I could only grasp onto the basic idea of what happened. They had used me; I was certain of it! Still, she didn't appear to be lying either...

Bridget stepped into my presence and my arm flung up and pointed the toy at her on instinct. She stopped and I could feel drops of sweat running down her neck. I had gone too far, they didn't deserve this. I shrugged my shoulders and tossed the toy to Bridget, who flinched and dropped it. "It's fake, don't worry."

Both of them glared at me as I walked back to close the door and then headed to the bedroom. I was lucky no one had come in to see what the screaming was about. They were a bit too stunned to say anything even as I picked out a bottle from my own luggage and slipped two pills into my hand. After walking back into the main room, they still just kept glaring at me. I cracked a smile and laughed while holding my arms out big and wide. "Need a hug?"

It had worked, their glare dropped and they both laughed a tiny bit before getting up and hugging me tightly. I smirked as we had suddenly moved about two feet to the left. "Lynn?" They asked in unison.

I pushed them away while a wide grin dominated my face. With a wink and a purr I said, "You have about two minutes if you want to express any complex thoughts." The two pills I had retrieved from my luggage were already inside their stomaches. Placing them inside when I had teleported us was ridiculously easy, but I couldn't help but feel a giddy sense of accomplishment.

Charlotte started to panic a little, "What did you do?"

"Nothing permanent! Promise! You two manipulated me though, so I think I deserve some fun."

Bridget growled before taking a step forward, "Not if we get ya first!" My face contorted a bit as I tried to think of a good retort. Nothing came to mind, so as if a dog was nipping at my ankles I ran to the bathroom as fast as I can and slammed the door behind me. "DAMMIT LYNN! OPEN THE GODDAMN DOOR!"

The accompanied banging didn't really convince me that opening the door would be a good idea.

Her banging on the door continued as I counted off the seconds in my head. "You're not really that mad, are you?" Charlotte's voice penetrated the door with a soft soprano mewl that made me shiver. She didn't need her whispering to do that.

Eventually though, the banging subsided and I didn't hear anything from either of them. My lungs filled with cool air as I calmed myself down; I had to realize there was a strong possibility that either of them might be able to resist the drug. A single pill also only lasted for a short time, but about an hour is enough time to properly enjoy oneself.

The door knob turned and I slowly peered through the crack as the door opened. Bridget was sitting against the wall breathing deeply. Her eyes tried to focus lazily on the wall in front of her, but couldn't quite find anything to focus on. Perfect, it had worked on her.

Charlotte was out of sight, so I opened the door a bit wider. Nothing. I opened the door a little wider until I could feel my presence envelop Bridget, but still there was nothing. Trying to be as quiet as possible, I opened the bathroom door all the way and crept slowly out of the doorway. A part of me expected Bridget to reach up and grab me, but she didn't seem capable of making a fast move.

Still Charlotte was nowhere to be seen. Part of me began to get nervous, but as I wandered into the front room I finally saw her. She had made it to the couch and was laying down, staring at the ceiling the same way Bridget was staring at the wall.

I couldn't help but laugh as a powerful sense of satisfaction swelled up inside me. "Girls!" Charlotte snapped to attention. "Stand before me, hurry up, come on." My grin refused to fade as I saw Charlotte get up, her eye's now very focused. In a few short seconds they both stood before me ? silently waiting instructions.

"Strip dance down to your panties ? slowly." Bridget responded immediately by starting to shake her hips as she unbuttoned her jeans; Charlotte coyly started pulling up her shirt. They bumped into each other and Bridget grabbed Charlotte's shirt and pulled up right as Charlotte pushed her against the couch and pulled her pants off. Charlotte's bright blue bra had a nice contrast to Bridget's lipstick red panties.

They didn't slow down at all though as Charlotte started wiggling her hips and unbuttoning her pants while Bridget reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Charlotte strutted in place as she pushed her jeans down seeming not to notice as her bra fell off. To keep pace Bridget slowly worked her shirt off and tossed it aside. Her bra matched her panties, and as I looked over to Charlotte the same was true.

Pressing their lips together for just a second, Charlotte quickly unhooked Bridget's bra as she stepped out of her pants. The twins panted and mewled at each other as they stood there in their panties. "I've seen you two kiss every once in a while, but I don't think you've ever really given me a good show..." My eyebrows raised as I tilted my head. "Tongue each other, and make it a good show."

And they did. One of Bridget's hands slapped Charlotte's ass as she pressed herself against her sister's lips. They hid nothing from me as Charlotte's hand gently found her sister's rump and tenderly kneaded, her other hand rubbing her back. My neck craned more as I watched their tongues dance. I started to feel my body heat rise as they only became more vigorous ? pressing as close as they could to each other as their legs intertwined.

Their juicy lips parted and came back together showing the undeniable softness of both sets. Even their breasts started to rub together as Charlotte stood on her tiptoes to be higher while Bridget leaned against the couch. I couldn't help but rub my legs together as I noticed how they looked at each other. Dazed eyes that saw recognition in the eyes looking back transmitted a spark of pure lust. "Ok! Enough!" They stopped within the next second, but didn't move away from each other.

This was meant for me to get something more than a show out of this. I took a step forward and almost stumbled. My face was burning and my knees felt weak. After collecting myself for a second, I blurted out more orders. "On your hands and knees and present your asses--" before I could even give the rest of my order they scrambled to obey. It was the perfect excuse to stall from what I planned, so I moved between them and placed a hand on each of them.

By this point I was ridiculously giddy and couldn't stop a few laughs from escaping. Charlotte and Bridget both had very nice figures and their asses were a statement to that fact. They were soft but firm, and perfectly round. "Now, when I spank you that's a signal to take over this little spat. I want you two to fuck me until I'm a wet mess on the floor, but no whispering! Got it?" They wagged their asses in response.

Taking my last moment of total control of the situation I brought my hands back and slapped as hard as I could, causing them both to jump up a little bit before they instantly got to their feet and turned around. Their eyes still looked dazed even as Bridget approached me quite quickly and practically picked me up as she pressed her lips against mine. They were just as soft as they appeared when she was kissing her sister and I melted into them.

My balance vanished as I felt my back pressed to the floor and hands started to work up my legs. Bridget sat on my stomach as she pinned my arms down and savagely kissed me even as Charlotte's hands started to work up the dress Samba had given me. The hands pressed into my soaked pussy much quicker than I expected, I hadn't even realized that Samba didn't give me panties.

Bridget's lips didn't let me think of it for too long though as she kissed my nose, drawing out a mewl from me. Before my mewl even finished I felt a tongue slide against my clit causing my hips to buck to into Charlotte's face. Her hands wrapped around my waist and she lifted me up and pressed herself against me.

I couldn't stop my back from arching as my legs wrapped around her, but even as I started to get used to her rhythm Bridget shifted position. Her hands slipped the dress down my shoulders and revealed my breasts before returning to holding my arms down. Lips now softly suckled at my ear before kissing down my face and planting a kiss on each of my nipples. Moans tore from my throat as Charlotte's tongue pressed into my quivering cunt and Bridget's lips teased my nipples.

Slowly, Bridget slunk her way back up and nibbled at my neck even as my toes clenched and my back arched as high as it could with her weight on top of me. Charlotte's legs wrapped around my legs and her feet passively brushed mine even as Bridget's fingers laced my fingers. She gripped me tightly as I felt Charlotte suckle at my clit until finally my body was out of my control and I helplessly shivered. My pussy wouldn't stop gushing and quivering as Bridget silenced me with a deep kiss. Even my fingers were out of my control as they gripped Bridget's hand as hard as they could.

For a while I laid there panting, slowly coming down as Charlotte nuzzled my upper thigh and Bridget nibbled at my earlobe. I took a deep sigh as time slipped away. Bridget suddenly shifted and a strong voice penetrated deeply into my head, "No teleporting, no resisting." She even kissed my ear gently as her tongue danced like a snake.

I didn't even try to struggle as Bridget let go of my hands and rolled to one side of me, rubbing the other side of my face with her hand.

Charlotte moved her way up my body and laid opposite of Bridget, stroking the other side of my face as she whispered. "Did you enjoy yourself?" Bliss and sexual satisfaction exploded inside of me to the point where I was purring from their rubbing. They both laughed small little laughs shared a glance. "What do ya think we should do with her? It's only fair..."

"True, I think we repaid everything we owed her with that fake gun incident." Charlotte mulled it over with a smirk on her face. "Well, she liked seeing us in our panties... so maybe we should go from there. Don't you think that would be a good idea Lynn?" She finished the last part with a whisper that made a desire blossom and my body shiver.

Still, their hands kept rubbing my face and I felt secure even as I nodded with Charlotte's suggestion. Bridget's lips pressed against my ear and before she even started speaking I could feel instructions being imparted to me. "Whenever ya see one of us in just our underwear yer gonna feel just like ya feel now. Horny, safe, happy, and so eager to listen." She paused for a second as she kissed my temple. When she started back up, I could tell she was proud of her own deviousness, "And if ya end up wearing either of our panties, yer gonna helplessly obey whatever command we give ya, and yer gonna love it."

Both of them wrapped their legs around mine and I could feel the cloth of their slightly damp panties. A small moan parted my lips as they grinded a bit into my legs while they shared a laugh. Before I could enjoy that feel more, they shifted positions and Charlotte rolled on top of me while Bridget placed herself between my legs. Charlotte placed her crotch just a few inches above my face, so all I could see was her heavenly blue panties and the pussy that showed through the damp cloth.

I wanted to nuzzle, to touch, to kiss it, but before I could do anything Charlotte sang out divine orders, "It's not for touching Lynn, just look." My body squirmed and I whimpered as the smell of her arousal flooded my nose.

A finger poked at my own crotch and I heard Bridget laugh, "Look how she's gushin'!" Redness spread across my face as she poked again. All I wanted to do was move my head up just a tiny bit, but then Charlotte poked me too!

"Oh my, she's taking to this pretty well." My body writhed this time as I held back from just pushing my face into Charlotte's panties. I could see her pussy straining against their cloth prison and I wished I could strain against it! Their fingers were relentless as they kept poking and prodding me until I felt fingers enter my slit.

Moans echoed through the room as I tried my hardest to focus on something else besides the fingering and the wet panties just a few inches above my face. "Alright, I think she's wet enough." Wet enough for what!? Bridget was already moving; she took off her panties in a heart beat and I felt them around my ankles in the next. "Right when they go on, I want ya to gush Lynn!"

I didn't need to be told that; when Bridget ran the panties up my legs I couldn't stop my back from arching and burrowing my face into Charlotte's cunt. Charlotte squeaked as muffled moans tore from my lips and my hips almost violently bucked in their own cloth prison.

Bridget's arousal was mixed with mine now and that just made me gush more. My body tried to turn and roll as I kept pressing against Charlotte's covered crotch, unable to find any means of escape. But eventually, it stopped and my head lulled back as I tried to curl up. They both got up and moved in response, and I thought they were going to leave me there in peace.

It wasn't quite over yet though. Charlotte stripped out of her panties outside of my view and tossed them down next to me. "Fetch girl, on all fours, with your mouth." My body responded on its own even as my mind protested. The redness had never faded from my face, but those orders intensified it.

Helplessly, I rolled over and got up to my hands in knees, craned my neck down and picked up Charlotte's panties with my mouth as my disheaveled dress hung from my midsection. They were soaked in sex and I almost fell over as my rump started to wag, trying to find a way to move to the rhythm of phantom stimulation. The twins stood together only a few feet away, but my crawl seemed to take an eternity as they both smiled down at me. The eternity passed as my ass wagged inside their cloth paradise and panties hung from my mouth, but I made it and dropped what I carried at Charlotte's feet.

"Such a good girl. Now, stand up and strip out of those, but remember if they ever go back on you gotta do whatever we tell ya." I hopped to my feet and was out of her underwear in an instant, and as they dropped to my ankles and I stepped out of them I blinked a few times.

Then I glared at the two of them, who just smiled back at me. Charlotte opened her arms big and wide, smiling wider every second as her sister mimicked her. "Hug?" My lips pouted and I stood still for a second before I practically dove between them and they started laughing.

I was absolutely mortified and finding words were hard, but I hugged them as tightly as I could even as I uttered, "I hate you both so much." The dress finally fell down and the chain Samba had put on my waist was finally noticed.

"Lynn...?" Bridget had seen it and my blush brightened considerably and even started spreading down my neck.

"Don't ruin the moment Bridget, we can talk when things have settled down a bit." Charlotte tightened her hug on us both, ending the discussion and making me feel much better.