Pairs of Pumpins #11: the Teleporting Tours of a Top-Heavy Teenager (06/13)

Pairs of Pumpkins, Episode 11:

The Teleporting Tours of a Top-Heavy Teenager

by Jess Faulks

Chapter 6 of 13

Anastasia followed her half-brother Duodecaplet out of the lab and upstairs to the ground floor, to the nearest of one of the large manor's many water closets. She closed the distance between them with brisk walking after ascending the stairs and was close enough to him by the time it was obvious where he was going.

The house wasn't public enough to bother with different genders but not familial enough for them to all be common. The one he went to, she'd never been in as it was only for servants and lower-status guests.

When he pushed in the door, she was three steps behind him. Any closer risked running into him.

Anastasia could give the door an extra nudge to clear it without becoming visible again as long as he didn't look back and witness the door move on its own. He didn't and she twirled the moment she passed through the threshold, smashing her chest into one wall then the other. She quickly reeled in her own tail around her waist and clutched it against her. With a look over her shoulder, she watched the door closed behind her.

A glance down confirmed the spell hadn't broken.

These water closets were private and clean, kept spotless by low-level magics like the rest of the house but they were relatively spartan. The bathrooms attached to bedrooms and guest rooms were much more luxurious in space, materials and decor.

She waited by the door and pursed her lips, never intending to be this kind of voyeur.

The Duodecaplet stood at the toilet and relieved himself with his back to her, the length of the room between them. When finished, he turned back to the counter, in no hurry to put his sheathed cock away! It was like the brother's she'd seen so many months before: a wrist-thick tube of furred flesh containing the same familial abundance as the other males of their bloodline.

Her eyes latched to it, lingering for a moment. He approached the sink closing a dangerous distance to her. If she was going to reveal herself, now was the time.

"Duodecaplet!" she blurted out and he recoiled, taking several steps back and drew his blade from his hip in a smooth, honed reflex. His other hand joined his grip, brandishing it.

His eyes widened as she became visible then dropped like stones to her exposed breasts. None of them had ever seen her without clothes.

"Anastasia?!" His discipline didn't let his gaze linger for long and he squared back into a fighting stance.

"We're not going to fight. You know what I can do."

He paused, blinking in thought. "Why are you here? Sneaking around, naked?" His brow crinkled. "Are you trying to seduce me?"

"What?! No!"

She presented her palms up and outward, as if the sorceress concealing a palm-sized weapon was somehow a concern of his when he knew she could turn him inside out.

"I'm here to talk."

"Then talk."

"I need to explain some things. First, what Zarron considers my betrayal, was not a betrayal of any of you. And you're all in the middle of betraying him. Which is good. He betrayed you more than any of us. We have a common enemy."

His eyes narrowed and the grip on his weapon tensed. She glared at it.

"Stop it. I want to help. But Eva would sic you all on me before she would listen."

"You don't think you could take all nine of us?"

"I know I could. But you wouldn't all survive. We're not enemies, brother."

He blinked and exhaled. "Why did you leave?"

"I didn't plan it. I saw what Marmalade did to our brothers. Taking their souls. Zarron caught me spying. Forbidden magic. Things I wasn't supposed to know. I had to think fast. I fled. I teleported away before he could punish me."

"Where have you been?"

"I found our mother, east of here. And we're liberating our siblingsthat Zarron sold into slavery. Most of what he told us about her were lies. She is a good person."

"Even if I believed you, Eva won't."

"That's why I'm here. With you. In the bathroom." Her eyes fell to his cock again, hanging out of his pants. It was smaller now than his brother had been a year ago. He was afraid.

"We're allies. We all have the same goals. All of us. Even Eva."

"You don't have that kind of credibility in this house. Not anymore. You should've come back."

"For what? Zarron to kill me? Something worse?"

"He's barely been here."

"How could I have known that?" Her nostrils flared and her weight shifted.  "It makes sense that for all your training, nobody taught you to question anything. You all trust Eva too much. Our sister is smart but she's impulsive. Emotional. She has every right to hate him. We all do. But she's wrong about mother and she's wrong about me."

He relaxed his posture and sheathed his sword. "What is it you want?"

Her eyes gestured to the sink. His brow crinkled before he obliged and washed his hands. "You were invisible with magic. You have to take off your clothes for that?"

She nodded. "I've been able to for years but no one knew. Zarron didn't til that night."

He went to tuck his maleness back in but stopped with his thumbs in the waistband of his pants. "Is that why this doesn't bother you?"

"Why should that bother me?" Those words sounded less confident than her last. "I've seen them before. I don't care."

He narrowed his eyes and pursed her lips. "You've watched us?"

"The ritual that stole our brother's soul: it was sex magic. With Madam Marmalade."

He slipped his hands away from himself, leaving him exposed. He took another glance at her breasts and his cock was back to normal size, the red tip now poking out of its sheath.

"Why are you here? Be specific."

"I came to make sure Zarron couldn't find mother and I. That he cannot intervene with our rescues. One of those rescues will be the other three Duodecaplets. But none of us rescuing them will do any good if we cannot undo Marmalade's magic. I needed certain spellbooks for that."

His head dipped in a nod and his posture relaxing further. He considered for a moment before continuing. "She... mother, I mean: is it true about her and Joseph?"

"Yes but it was an accident."

"How do you accidentally have sex?"

"Deliberate sex, not knowing he was hers  She did not know she had offspring at all. Zarron lied about her abandoning us so we would hate her. She had no idea about any of this. Any of us.

"Now that she knows, all she does is rescue her children that need help. Our brothers and sisters, that Zarron sold. She gave up everything else to make sure we are all safe and free. I help her with it and it's the best thing I've ever done."

She took a step forward and his eyes fell to the quake in her breasts. He tensed again.

"Duo, if I was going to hurt you, I wouldn't need to be close. I wouldn't need to be visible." She paused and took another step. "I told you: we're on the same side. We have the same goals: stop Zarron. Save our family."

He was unmoved. "The only family the Duos have is each other."

"Zarron decided that. You can decide otherwise."

"None of that matters to us, until our three brothers are recovered."

"Mother and I are going to recover them. I'm going to do my best to fix them."

"So did Mother stop?"

Anastasia tilter he head. "Stop what?"

"Fucking Joseph."

She considered for a moment. "She did." That was technically true.

Sex with her son had been an awakening of pleasure she'd never thought possible, Portia had explained to her as they traveled. No lover had ever appreciated her as throughly as her own offspring. She struggled with the forbidden urge for the taboo act for months, seeking distractions then professional help to supress it. Nothing had worked.

Their mother found herself quarantined in a plague with another son, Jasper. He was one of the Purebloods who'd developed mind magic. With her desires impossible to hide from him, she admited to caving within minutes of them being alone.

Two depraved months later, she emerged having admitted and accepted that she no longer had any sexual desire outside of her mature sons and had created a set of rules she believed she could continue to do so ethically.

Since then, Ana had watched and masturbated while her mother had sex with four more of their rescued brothers including three of them at the same time. Portia had planned another rescue this week of a pair of half-rabbit breeder sons and was sure to have sex with them too.

Unfortunately for Joseph, he hadn't seen their mother since any of that.

The Duo relaxed his posture entirely this time and his eyes fell over her again, this time more appraisingly. There was more of his red tip peeking out of his sheath. "You look good without clothes. We're only half-siblings, you know."

Her eyes dropped to the change in his body. "Of course, I know. Different fathers. Still related."

"Evageline has grown much closer with us since you've left. But you... you're basically a stranger."

Her eyes flitted to his. "How close?"

"Not as close as Mother and Joseph. Not yet. But she's lonely. She wants a family. We could give her one. And with no one around to tug our leashes, we've gotten very, very horny." He was swelling toward erection now. "Maybe if there weren't nine of us..."

Anastasia considered the lure of her mother. Portia would eagerly fuck them all, and likely at the same time. But Eva wasn't going to stop Zarron by herself. If they could neutralize his, Branka and Zentalia's magic altogether, the Duodecaplets would overtake them with ease. She'd left the Espum out. Her sister would prepare Zarron's next meal here, whenever that may be.

There was nothing more important they could do.

"Ever since you were a teenager, I've always wondered how you managed to function with breasts that big. Is that common out in the world? None of our guests have anything that compares to even Eva. "

"None of us are common. I've never seen anything like our family."

"That's disappointing. We all quite like them. Growing up in a house with only two women, you became our standard for beauty." He pushed off the counter and took a step toward her. "We were excited to hear about mother and Joseph because it meant maybe we had a chance with you and Eva. Not all of our inbred brothers and sisters are like Stone, are they?"

"No. I've only met one other. He was sound of mind, with only a minor physical impairment."

"Did our mother fuck him too?"

"She did."

"Did you?"

"No. I don't do that." Also technically true. She remembered the alkaline taste and force of Jasper's climax in her mouth, a surge of semen with volume enough to balloon her cheeks until they overflowed but she had not had sex with him.

"Why not?"

There wasn't much space left between them now and half of the gap was filled with Anastasia's breasts. She shook her head and lifted her eyes to his.

"If you stopped Zarron, I bet mother would fuck all of you." That was all but guaranteed.

"All twelve?" He raised a brow and cracked a smile. "That's an interesting idea but we don't know mother. She must be quite old. That's not appealing."

Anastasia sighed and stepped forward, blindly reaching until she took a grip of his now full erection while looking him in the eyes. It was hot and slick against the pads of her fingers. With another step, the forearm-sized cock stabbed in between her breasts and disappeared to the hilt.

"Is this appealing?" Her chest was smashed into his yet her muzzle was still so far from his.

He nodded eagerly.

"Put your hands on my breasts."

They practically slapped her, feeling their enormous, outer curves before squeezing them, his arms open wide to do so. Now she wouldn't have to worry about him drawing a blade while she was off guard. Her hand began to stroke, the other coming to rest on his shoulder. She didn't know what to do but saw enough of her mother in action: moved back and forth and he'll eventually cum.

"Listen. this is important: you need ESPUM to stop Zarron. Eva had the name wrong. It's an orange powder, sitting on a jar on Zarron's desk. Feed it to him. Bake it in his food. Use the whole vial. Make sure Branka and Zentalia eat too. Tabitha is not a mage but it won't hurt her or anyone else.

"It has a taste so tell her to mask it with some strong spices. It's going to take some time to spread to their bloodstream so don't make your move until dessert is served."

"Poetic."

"What?" she stopped stroking and tilted her head.

"Nothing. Go on. With both. Please."

He closed his eyes with a shiver, opening them to stare at her breasts, hugging them like he might hug two people at once.

"Nipples. Touch them."

Duo nodded and found a nipple with each hand, thick, short and hard. He gave them an ungentle squeeze and she gasped.

"You're horny too. Let me fuck you."

"No. Keep listening."

"Fine. But stop with the hand. Let me fuck these giant tits."

She swept her arms under her chest and squeezed them together, overflowing in all directions. His hands joined them in squeezing again, pulling her tighter around and against him. His hips bucked, his entire length consumed in the depth of her cleavage.

"Oh fuck," he hissed and closed his eyes.

"Now listen: Zentalia and Tabitha don't seem to want to be there. You might convince them to turn on him. Branka seems closer but it could be an act.  Don't take chances either way: neutralize all the magic first. They all must eat it. Talk after. Understood?"

"Sure," he said, not taking his eyes off the globes of flesh he battered waves through with eager hips.

"You need to catch them all off guard. Then the nine of you come in. Restrain all three of them at the same time, three of you each. Arms, legs, mouth. Fingers even. Don't let him gesture. Don't let him speak. Don't let him see. The Espum should last at least an hour. Wait for dessert!"

He nodded confirmation, with jaw slack and panting.

"Repeat all that back to me."

He closed his eyes and she squeezed his shoulder. "Espum. Orange. On the library desk. Hide it with spice. Doesn't take much. Make sure they all eat it." He sucked in a breath through gritted teeth. He was close. "Wait for dessert, strike, restrain everyone. Grab my balls."

"Good," she gave a nod and obliged, finding them heavy and tight. "Feels like you're almost..."

"HNNNNGGGGGHHHHHHH!"

He was wide-eyed as he rolled his head forward, stunned, while his hips bucked erratically against the soft, bulging wall of her chest. A moment later, a surge of semen flooded between her breasts and blasted her concealed sternum, gush after gush of teenage repression hidden in the tight valley of her cleavage until she felt it drippling down her stomach.

She watched his face through his orgasm, her jaw hanging slack, tongue licking over her lips, wishing he would grab her and kiss her like all of her brothers did when they fucked their mother. His eyes were closed and oblivious.

He thrusted a few more times, and jerked her closer by her shoulders, enough that the bulk of her breasts was trying to push her away. The tip of his cock emerged from her cleavage before a weak aftershock of a gush to fall on the top of them.

He held her there for a long moment, with a heavy, trembling sigh as he opened his eyes, a grin crawling across his muzzle as he saw her waiting face.

The handsome, half wolf released her shoulders and stepped back then steadied himself on the countertop, his flagging erection dribbling on the floor. She glanced away for a moment and cleared her throat.

"None of you can do anything in that lab, other than switch the eggs in the pool to the incubator. Do that when the bases glow. After that, all you can do is wait for them to hatch." She paused and added. "They're people, like us. Stop selling them. Take care of them for mother and I to return. Be better than him."

He shrugged. "Eva seemed pretty certain..."

"Be better," she repeated and waited for a nod to continue. "If she wants a family, she already has one in those eggs. She can take care of them."

"He said something about them teleporting automatically."

"They won't. I'll stop it. You'll have angry customers when deliveries don't arrive. It'll get Zarron back here faster."

He nodded.

"Get everyone to the library now. Find the Espum. If Zarron finds it first, you're done. No chance. Be ready for whenever he returns. Hide it in the kitchen. He never goes in there."

With a few deep breaths, he steadied himself then used both hands to reel his deflating erection back into his pants.

"I'll go to the library now."

"No! Lab first. Take them all with you. I told you, nothing to find in there. You can't make kits without magic."

"Can you?"

"Of course. But I never would."

He gave a crooked smile."Thank you, sister," he said, patting her shoulder as he passed her. "I always thought you were the uptight one."

"You owe us. Mother and I. You'll owe double when we come back with your brothers. Don't forget that. We'll be back to fix things with Eva. Don't say a word about this til then."

"I'll do my best. Goodbye Anastasia."

He paused with his hand on the door to look back. "I like your haircut. It looks good short."

She gave a huff of a laugh and a smile before he pulled the door and left.