With the walls of the room covered in white splatters and the bodies of the twins smudged in slimy lotion, Leo continued to enjoy the flimsy texture of their stockings caressing the rough exterior of his towering rod. The two pairs of feet danced skillfully around the gigantic pole; they even agilely stroke the sensitive gland with their naughty toes.
The obscene girth of the rod provided ample surface for the sisters to place their feet on. When the tremor began again, Yuria tried to cover the mushroom cap with the sole of her foot and it was quickly soaked through by Leo's viscous seeds.
"It appears the young master has a fetish for feet and stocking." Thick strings of heavy cheese were stretched long between the drenched fabric and the throbbing gland as Yuria lifted up her foot.
"Sister, please let me help you clean up." Filia swallowed down her saliva at the appetizing sight
Yuria re-positioned the cum soaked stocking on her delicate foot to the eager young sister; the viscous long strings were still hanging on the fabric. Erotically stuck out her tongue, Filia displayed quite a lecherous performance in front of the boy.
"Let us finish up the rest, we need to prepare for today's gathering soon." Yuria reminded her sister that there was more to the buffet.
With their busty rears facing the boy, the twins crawled down towards the ooze dripping tower. Leo could clearly see the heavy wet stains on the thin panties covering their plump flower, steadily flowing down clear fluids along their meaty thighs. Soon, he felt the tickling texture of their small tongues brushing against his veiny member.
It was then, the door of the room was opened and a tall figure nonchalantly walked in.
"Leo, I brought you breakfast!" It was a certain cheerful big sister.
"Anna, please address the young master with honorifics while in the main estate." The twins lifted up their heads in unison and spoke with lewd smears on their mouths.
"My apologies, Lady Yuria, Lady Filia. Please allow me to tend to the young master as well." Anna lasciviously gazed at the gravitating presence.
And thus, the three women and one boy happily enjoyed their breakfast together for the rest of the morning. With only one portion of the breakfast, all four of them were fully fed.
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In a large meeting room, numerous women dressed in traditional attire sat orderly around the tables and enjoyed their tea. All of them had overly ample assets that tightly stretched the front and bottom of their clothes. In this room, it would be near impossible to find a pair of bust that never broke a button or two in their lifetime.
The women's eyes were all discreetly peeping at the boy sitting next to the two sisters, curiously speculating what kind of person their future lord would be like. Leo was the only male to ever be born within the household, a prophesied existence that will one day grant them salvation from the darkness that haunted them to this day.
"Young master, be prepared to greet them." The twin advised.
"Abiding by our sister's will, we spent the following years casting a forbidden spell that she prepared from the dark book". - Yuria
"The spell tempered her soul and reforged her body, morphing her existence into an animated doll that's neither dead nor alive..." - Filia
"So that she can serve the young master even in the afterlife and assist in the endeavor of breaking the curse." The twins spoke in unison.
They entered into a basement that had a freezing temperature even with the summer heat outside. Conjuring a small fire on their fingers, the twins lit up the surrounding candles one by one. At the center, there revealed a sleeping beauty resting on a flat altar. Without a doubt, the boy immediately recognized the dynamite figure of his mother.
Carefully examining his mother's body, Leo could not find a single detectable mark or blemish over the smooth skins. Almost like a porcelain doll, there was no rigor or livor mortis, nor any signs of damage or degradation despite being devoid of life for so long. If there were any words to describe the current state of Maria, it was that she resembled the work of an impeccable piece of art and a beauty sculpted to perfection.
"When will my mother wake up?" The boy felt perplexed seeing mother in this state.
Just like a corpse, her body was freezing cold and there were no breathings or heartbeats.
"The spell is still incomplete, young master. The final missing piece is you." - Yuria
"Young master's Anima is full of vitality and potent life force; it shall be the source of energy to our sister's animated body." - Filia
From the explanation, Leo already had a rough idea of what was asked of him. Maria used to experiment all kinds of spells from the grimoire onto the poor boy, and the procedures were often, in all honesty, surprisingly pleasant. It was until the day she passed away, did he notice an inexplicable swell of energy suddenly growing within him.
"Tell me what I must do."
The boy had been cultivating diligently following his mother's wish. Perhaps everything was for this moment. The seeds planted inside him had grown spectacularly. He felt a strong responsibility to resurrect Maria with everything in his power and repay her in kind.
"Before you can revive our sister, the young master must first inherit the family and consume its curse." At the same moment, Yuria and Filia shot each other a determined glance.
Out of nowhere, the twins together held a giant bowl made of clay in their hands. The vessel contained a large volume of dark red and ominous looking fluids. A steep aura of evil steadily emanated from the content inside, bringing more chill to this already freezing room.
However, for some very odd reasons, the content looked strangely delicious to the boy. In reaction to the appetizing aroma perceivable only to him, his body heated up and his tummy grumbled. Leo quickly wiped his mouth, a clear drool almost escaped his lips.
"Now, young master. Will you take up the curse and inherit the will of sister Maria?" The twins drew intimidatingly closer with the vessel.