Chapter Three: Assemblance

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Gazing out the window, Taylor and Victoria only saw empty fields of vibrant, green grass that was finely trimmed. Silenced floated in the air throughout the vehicle, which pestered with Victoria's gregarious temperament.

"So, um, Cassandra, you may be aware that I don't possess any magical abilities whatsoever... But I would be very grateful if you could lend me some! If that's possible!"

"Of course, but we need to assemble your team, give you weapons, and explain exactly how to execute this mission." Cassandra replied.

After a quarter hour of driving through empty meadows, the girls arrived at Rachael's house, which is suited perfectly for a large family, complete with two stories, and an enclosed space in the back filled with debris, and a large swimming pool. Cassandra decided to stay in the car while the girls grab Rachael. As Taylor and Victoria stepped out of the car, the gravel driveway crunched beneath their feet as they walked toward the front door darkened by the duskiness of the sky. Taylor raised her dominant hand; her left one, and gave three heavy knocks. Before the door was answered, arguing and yelling stemmed out from behind the door. It was finally opened by one of Rachael's brothers, Dustin; who has the nickname "Dirty Dustin" for obvious reasons.

He answered the door with, "Oh, if it isn't juicy booty, and her sexy green-haired friend...~"

Obviously, Dustin was referring to Taylor's callipygian attributes, and her smooth, undulating thighs. "Sexy green-haired friend" was undeniably directed to Victoria's vivid lime green hair, and her modestly titillating demeanor. Without any warning, Taylor shoved Dustin to the ground and entered briskly after greeting Rachael's father and stepmother. Victoria held out her hand to help Dustin off the ground, but after he suggested something else she could do with that hand, she let him collapse back to the floor. After ascending up the stairs, Taylor knocked on Rachael's door.

"Hey, Rachael. Victoria and I have some big news!"

From her room, Rachael responded without getting up, or answering the door, "Hey, y'all. Be out in a second."

It was obvious why Rachael didn't answer the door, especially for Taylor; she was masturbating.

"Rachael, you're masturbating, aren't you?" Taylor asked.

After hesitating to speak, Rachael stated she was not, and became irritated because she could not focus on lustful thoughts for jerking off. Taylor too, became vexed because she was jealous Rachael did not let her enter the room to watch. Becoming fed up with the two of them, Victoria barged into Rachael's room and stood with her hands on her hips. Stupefied and abashed, Rachael grabbed the nearest pillow and covered her crotch pre-orgasm.

Inundated with a sensation of displeasure, Rachael shouted, "WH-WHY WOULD YOU FUCKING DO THAT?!"

"Because this is important, and we could really use your help!" Victoria supplicated.

Rachael crammed her dick into her panties and pulled her jean pants back up, which made Taylor sigh. After telling the girls to sit anywhere in her exceptionally cluttered room, Rachael sighed and stared at the girls with her brown eyes and her furrowed eyebrows, and flipped her shoulder length dirty-blonde hair.

"Why are you behaving so haughtily?" Taylor questioned after sniffing the pillow Rachael's balls rubbed against.

Misunderstanding the definition of the word haughty, Rachael asked, "You think I'm hot?"

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