Mystic Family Redux: 2 - Pixie Pranks

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#2 of Mystic Family (Redux)

A rework and improvement of Naughty Trip 3, but adjusted to our new Mystic Family twins. Not much was changed in this one, but in the grand scheme of the story, the changes are quite important. This one doesn't really focus on the sex much either.

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Sir Han, the Otter Knight of the Lava fields, peaked out of his four-story couch cushion fortress brandishing a cardboard tube sword. He held up Excalibro and faced the warrior who challenged his castle. The assailant stood her ground in her pillow armor with a giant cushion ax hefted over her shoulder. He imagined such a blade could cleave all but the most heavily armored foe in one strike and saw as the light of the lava glinted off the sharp edge and spikes. The host of soldiers she always commanded stood behind her, ready for her orders.

As the images came to his mind and appeared before him Dame Jeylin lifted her visor with astonishment in her eyes. "Han, what is this? Is, is this real?" She could see the castle, feel the heat of the lava, the weight of her armor and ax, and even hear the braying mounts of her soldiers.

Sir Han stepped up to his armor-clad twin sister and gave it a ringing wrap with his knuckles. "It feels real. But this is better than I imagined it when we played this last week." His own leather armor felt real as well and his lava waders shielded him from the heat of his moat, just as he'd always said back home.

A large black-clad soldier stepped up to the twins, "Dame Jeylin, what are your orders? Should we cut down this traitorous sibling who would challenge your rightful rule of these lands? Sir Han is alone and outside his fortifications, he is vulnerable."

Jey and Han looked up to the massive purple rhinoceros they'd always imagined as her bodyguard. She shared a look with her brother, not really sure what was going on. As she lowered her visor Han saw a wicked looking grin cross her face before she spoke up. "Um, no, Sir Bartimus. He, he's, ... take him to my court. Give him only a loincloth, and, oh, chain his foot to my bed. I'll decide what to do with him from there. Too long my brother's rebellion has challenged my rule!" She thrust the heavy ax into the air and her overheated soldiers gave a weak 'hurray.'

Stunned, Han wasn't able to put up much of a fight as the guard yanked Excalibro from his hands and carried him away on a wide shoulder. "Jey, what, what are you doing?" he pleaded as her army cheered for her victory far more enthusiastically. But as she whipped off her helmet he saw the determination in her eyes while her hair blew back, lit dramatically from the lava below.

Jeylin let the top of her axe drive into the ground, stepped upon the neck of the blade, and stood triumphantly. Lifting her brother's sword in one gauntleted hand she held it up above her head. "Finally, Excalibro is mine! I win!" As she cackled the sky lit up with lightning. Scared by the crackling thunder Dame Jey fell off of her ax's perch and she sucked her thumb, not even thinking about the fact that her hand had just barely been gloved a second before.

It took a moment for her to realize what she was doing. She looked at her thumb in disgust, scrunched up her face in determination, and pointed the gloved hand at her soldiers. "Raid this fortress and return to my castle to celebrate with my brother's orange cream soda. Tonight, my wrenches, it is ice cream and adult games for all!" She stood up awkwardly as soldiers passed to gather their loot.

The next moment Dame Jey threw open the grand double doors of her bedchamber and found her brother chained there, wearing a striped purple loincloth, as she'd requested, and holding a platter of green grapes. She walked up to the bed and slowly her armor turned into a long flowing dress she'd once seen in a fashion magazine, her bra stuffed with tissues to fill it out.

"Jey? What is going on here? And wrenches? I think you meant wenches, but that's a pirate thing." Han commented from beside the giant bed as she climbed up onto it and started to jump excitedly. Unlike a normal bed, Jey just kept bouncing and bouncing even when she wasn't trying, each time she would return to the same height.

Jey stopped abruptly and reached out to the platter for a grape. "I don't know, but it's fun! And now that I have you, I'm the queen, so I'll say 'wrenches' and 'blowdown me heartys' if I wanna."

"Fun? A second ago I was in armor, being carried away by your stuffed rhino, next second I'm in your royal bedroom, almost naked, with, with,... what are these, grapes? Skinless grapes? Weren't we just in the stairwell playing stairball?"

"Stairball? That was hours ago. We built a fort and played adult games. And Megan said I wouldn't be able to get you to do it. She is going to be so jealous, her brother can never get her to feel good like that. Not like you, my pretty boy. Your thing was sooo much fun. It's called a cock, by the way. I've also heard it called a pee pee, wee wee, penis, and a weiner. "

She gulped down a pair of the slimy grapes and reached for more, but seeing his sullen expression she stroked a messy finger across her brother's exposed chest. "Come on, why can't you just play with me here? It doesn't matter where we are, let's have fun with it. Oh, oh, I know, we could ride dragons together, or fight pirates." As she said each they heard the sound of dragon roars and cannon fire.

Han looked down at her upside down head hanging off the edge of the bed as she batted lightly at his loincloth. His tail was stark still. He wasn't playing along. She pouted and crossed her arms, accidentally pushing one of the tissue wads out of her bra. "If you don't play with me, then I'll make you sit through a tea party with my dolls. And you'll get the poisoned cup."

A tinkling bell could be heard above the pair prompting them to look up. Jey spoke up to the light they saw overhead. "You're invited too. I won't poison your cup unless you want me to."

As the ball of light settled on the bed's railing in front of Jey Han took a nearby wine glass and clapped it over the light. Jey jumped back, startled by the swift motion. Inside the glass, the light coalesced into a strange glowing yellow furless woman. "It's a fairy!" Han exclaimed. Her breasts dangled freely, yet remained rather pert despite the crouching position the curved glass forced upon her. She pounded on the glass and tinkled rapidly with a wide range of pitches.

Jey rolled forward on the bed again to look inside the glass. "Pixie," she corrected.

"What's the difference?" He moved the cup, scooping the little woman up and putting his hand on top to block the exit. The little pixie fell upon her rump from all the movement, legs up in the air.

"I don't know, but that's what she said she is. Didn't you hear when she came in?"

As the pixie rubbed her golden-haired head Han was peering into the glass and staring between her legs under the green leaf that served as a makeshift skirt. She tried to stand but had difficulty righting herself from the precarious position due to the steep curve of the glass.

"Stop that, let her go. She doesn't like you holding her in there." Jeylin reached for the glass, but her brother pulled it away.

"She can't talk, she just tinkles, like a bell. But she does look familiar." Han held up the glass again as the woman inside finally stood up, pressing her face and breasts against the glass and blowing a raspberry.

"Yes, she can." Jey pouted and kneeled on the bed holding a pile of pillows that just seemed to appear there. "She says you could hear her too if you just open up your mind. Don't focus on where we are, just be here, with me."

Han looked over at his sister sitting sullenly on the bed. Letting go of the glass he sat next to her with a sigh. "Ok, ok." He placed an arm around her back, "I want to always be with you, sis. We... complete each other."

"Excellent." the woman inside the glass said. "Good to see you are both doing well. It's been ages since I've seen your parents. They aren't strong enough to come here on their own. And sorry for the fright, but I'm ...." She was cut off by Han's exclamation.

"Oh, wow, you're Tinkle Bella, from the DySony Land movies." He clapped happily and held his sister's arm tight. The pixie flitted out and sat down on the glasses lip, crossing her legs and smoothing out her leaf skirt.

"Yes, I am Tinkle. DySony Studios insisted I needed a last name for those Philip Flute movies, so they called me Bella. You are Paulorious Tantilus Hannibal Filtdown-Bowling the Third. Such a mouthful, no wonder your parents just call you Han. And your sister is Malitrois Tantilus Jeylinara Filtdown-Bowling, or just Jey."

Han tilted his head in fascination and confusion. "Mom and dad said never to use our full names. Those are secret and sacred. Only for our family."

Tinkle nodded. "And right they are. Your names are also magic, but they are safe with me. I have known your names since before you were born. Fore I am your great grandmother."

Han fidgeted a little, the rattle of his ankle chain the loudest sound in the room. "And, um, am I allowed to ask where we are now?" He leaned over and held his sister's shoulders, moving her body a little closer to him.

"Well, this place has a few names. You might call it Never Ever Land, the Isles of Whimsy, Dream Land, or my favorite The DreamScape." The little woman flew over to them and landed on Han's leg. She forced a gap between the cubs and grew until she was about the same size as their thicc mother, her feet touching the floor easily. She dimmed her glow to a more bearable level, but without any fur she still looked weird to them. "Come on up and sit in my lap my dears. It's not every day I get to see my great grandkids for the first time. Not that days hold much meaning for me."

Han climbed up onto her lap, the chain vanishing from his foot. He nestled into her glowing lap with his sister in a way that would normally be painful, but here their large stiff tails just weren't in the way. Jey and Han looked up into her radiant face from under her breasts and asked, "Um, great grama, is it real?"

"Just because it's a dream doesn't mean it's not real. Now that you've awakened each other's inner selves you will come here whenever you are asleep. You can do and be anything you can imagine here. And since the two of you came here together, I take it you must have started having sex already."

"Anything we can imagine?" Jeylin giggled as she stroked her brother's sheath and the cock inside grew over two feet long between them. He gasped at the touch and fell forward into the enormous member, almost hugging his cock into his sister's face.

Tinkle giggled herself and sighed heavily as she stroked a couple inches of the member poking up between her breasts. "Well, it seems one of you's got the idea pretty quick." She kissed the cock's head lightly. "But, I think you'll find going to extreme sizes isn't quite as fun as you might imagine at first. At least, not until you know what to do with it. Try starting a little smaller."

Tinkle stroked their backs lightly, guiding their thoughts with her own. The giant cock shrunk down low enough for the cubs to both lick at the tip. Han looked up with embarrassment, "But, isn't this wrong?"

Tinkle smiled down, "No, my dear. Sex isn't wrong at all, especially when you two love each other as much as you do. Never think that sex is wrong. As long as you both want it, you are helping each other. Enjoy each other, take care of each other. It's what we fey folk do best. That's why you're parents are doing what they are with their music and hospital work. Others work in animation or customer service. The point is that we all.... " Tinkle stopped when she realized the cub's weren't paying any attention to her ramblings. She watched as Jey suckled on one of Tinkle's tits while stroking her brother's large member. Han was licking at his sister's little nipples while his toes played with her impossibly stretched pussy.

Tinkle hugged them close and laid back on the giant bed as it slowly morphed into the soft fluffy bark of a grand tree under a soft moonglow with birds singing in the distance. Laying on her belly the cub's felt along each other's bodies without thinking. They were enjoying holding one another so much that they didn't notice as they grew extra arms to hold on tighter.

With one of his new hands, Han bent his cock down at an impossible angle. He shifted it to press against Jey's mound. He moved his feet out of the way and pressed into her pussy. Tinkle helped push their hips together in her lap, listening to the bird's sing as the young cubs fucked on her belly, their heads bobbing under her breasts. She reveled in their youthful innocence as they experienced these pleasures for the first time. Tinkle was so happy to finally get to meet them. "Mmm, I have so much to teach you my little dears, but not right now. Just enjoy each other and know that with me you are always safe."