Eighteen
Aunt Violet crossed the small distance and stood before me. Her arms lashed out, grabbed me and hugged me to her bountiful bosom. I leaned my face into her cleavage, remembering her hugs and basking in the small memories. The women in my family were rubenesque, but Aunt Violet was thicker than my mother and Aunt Lily. Her breasts were slightly larger, as were her ass and thighs. She held it all well, her body dripping with social and sexual energy.
"It has been so long, my dear nephew," Aunt Violet hummed as she kept me close.
I struggled and pulled my head back just enough to breath and talk, "Aunt Violet, I just saw you in the dream city."
My aunt pulled back, but kept her hands on my shoulders. She blinked in slight confusion before a wide smile appeared.
"Was that recently? I must say, time is so strange in the dream cities. It felt like it was years ago. I'm happy to see it was a short time. My memory can be a little off some times.
"But not to fret, we are together again!" Aunt Violet said with boisterous energy.
My aunt lifted her gaze to her sisters. She kept her smile as she let go of my shoulders and walked to them.
I turned and watched with a warm heart as the three sisters embraced each other. They held each other for a long time, basking in the reunion. When they broke apart, they each kissed each other on the lips and their eyes shined in cheery excitement.
Theo was to the side, his head bowed and shadows covering his eyes. Dana and Beth were nearly jumping in place, seeing Aunt Violet returned from to our realm.
Aunt Violet pulled away from her sisters and looked at Dana and Beth. She held out her arms and beckoned with her hands. My cousins rushed our now tall aunt and mobbed her. She held them close, kissing the tops of their heads like when we were younger.
"You two have grown to be such beautiful women! I always knew you both would be stunning and I'm happy I wasn't disappointed."
"Aunty Violet," Dana said shyly.
"We missed you," Beth smiled.
"I missed you both so much!" Violet said and gave them an extra big hug.
When they broke their embrace, Aunt Violet looked over to her son and her smile weakened. She stared at him for a moment, her smile melting into a small frown. Theo didn't look up as I could tell he felt his mother's gaze.
"Aunt Violet turned away and looked at everyone else, "Are we to celebrate? To come back to my loving family is enough to celebrate for a few nights?"
I nodded and smiled.
From a side corridor, Victoria stepped out. She had her hair in a bun and dark rimmed glasses rested on her nose.
Victoria bowed as she spoke, "The dining room is ready. It is well stocked with food and everyone's favorite drinks. If you will follow me."
Victoria stood up, turned on her heels and began walking.
The whole group followed. Beth walked beside Aunt Violet and leaned on her. My aunt put her arm around my cousin, telling her how beautiful she was.
It didn't take long for us to reach the dining room. It was one of the smaller, cozier ones on the main floor. It has a lit fireplace, a long table and many paintings on the walls. Unlike the dining rooms back at the mansion in the states, this one has stone walls instead of wood. They had been sealed from the elements a long time ago, but the cold air from outside still dripped in from the stonework. The fireplace roared, chasing away the cold and keeping the room comfortable.
Bottles of wines and spirits crowded the table. Among them were glasses and robust plates of food. The energy in the room only grew as Violet crossed the chamber, snatched an open bottle of wine and began to drink from it. My mother and aunt Lily giggled as their sister continued to be the life of the party.
Violet put the bottle down and let out a burp. Everyone laughed as she treated the burp like it was the most aristocratic burb in the world.
I looked around at my gathered family and smiled. "Everyone, eat and drink."
Victoria bowed as she left the room and closed the doors. The rest of the family moved to the table. Drinks were poured and food nibbled on. No one sat down at first, treating the moment like a small party.
My mother walked over with a glass of red wine and pressed it to my hand. I took it and took a ling sip.
"You did this. Your will brought us back from the dead. I have never been so proud than I am now. You understand what it meant and followed through," my mother said softly to me.
I watched as my family laughed and talked. Drinks flowed and hearts lifted in chests.
"We still have to prepare for the aspect ritual, but we can do that in a night or two. For now, I think we all earned our family reunion," I whispered to my mother.
"Understanding and wise. You have become a great high priest and we are happy to serve your will and the will of the dark gods," my mother whispered back.
I looked over to my mother. Her beauty captivated me as she sipped on wine and looked at the family with loving eyes.
"What if I make you my High Priestess?" I asked in a low voice.
My mother's eyes shifted to me and a dark gleam filled them. "You don't mean that," she said playfully.
"I'm serious. They all look to you when I'm not around, I know it. Even Aunt Lily looks to you for guidance. It only seems natural for us and our coven."
My mother turned to me with endearing eyes. "It would have to be made official at some point, just so the coven is clear on the hierarchy. I did wonder if you would choose a high priestess. I had thought it might be Violet."
I let out a small laugh. "I love everyone here, but I love you the most."
"And I love you too. Let's enjoy the gathering and we can talk about it in bed," my mother smiled and sipped her wine.
Time slowed as the dining room grew hazier. I noticed the drinks were hitting harder. I thought I would be exhausted after last night, but after a long sleep and plenty of food, I felt fine. There was no soreness of oddness. The drugs had long left my system and I felt completely normal. I did, however, feel my urges growing with each passing drink. My happy gaze turned darker as I pictured everyone in the room fucking, licking an sucking on each other. My demons were rattling the cage once again and I was relaxed enough to let them out for a few hours.
"There is no wine in the dream cities! It was the only thing I truly missed from this realm. I had to ask a few powerful denizens and all they could give me were foul concoctions. Sure, they opened my mind and send me on long weeks of bliss, but it wasn't the same as a tall glass of red," Aunt Violet said with boisterous energy.
