Your little brother should know our size

"Do you want to play, Tristan?" Lyla whispered.

Tristan's eyes widened at the sudden intimacy of the whisper, and he found himself momentarily speechless. He quickly regained his composure and responded with a nod, his eyes never leaving Lyla's mischievous gaze.

"Excellent," she purred, her hand sliding down his arm before letting go. "We have just the game in mind for you."

"We need you to play a guessing game!" Lily exclaimed excitedly. They were now only inches apart and stared at Tristan with lustful looks on their beautiful features. Their lips were slightly parted and they were breathing heavily through open lips. The two sisters were practically panting with anticipation and excitement. "I promise it will be enjoyable and thrilling," Lyla added with a seductive smile, her voice low enough to tease Tristan's ears.

'A guessing game?!' 'This is a recipe for disaster!' But then again... what kind of games are these ladies going to make me guess?! ' He pondered what perverse things these twins may come up with if left alone for too long.

Lyla takes Tristan's hand and lays it on her right breast as she bends ever so slightly and whispers into his ear, "can you guess what my breast size is?" She giggles as she feels his fingers softly pinching around the delicate flesh beneath the fabric that covers them. Under his touch, her nipple stiffens.

Tristan is taken aback by the question. He looks down at Lyla's breasts, seeing how her dress has ridden up, displaying more than half of her breasts, which were very large for her slender frame.

Lily steps closer, placing her hand against Tristan's cheek, turning him toward her sister while keeping her eyes locked onto Tristan's own.

Lily responds quietly, "I think we should start easy. What about this one?" She reaches for hers and gradually pulls back the fabric of her top so that he can see her magnificent cleavage in its entirety. He would always recall the moment!

The twin girls' bodies were remarkably similar; both had small waists and big, rounded hips, which were emphasized by the tight partly transparent gowns that precisely fitted their curves. Their breasts appeared to have been sculpted from marble, with flawless pink nipples standing upright on their firm mounds, begging to be sucked on. Their skin was smooth and faultless. Their faces were wonderfully framed by the waves of hair that draped over their shoulders.

"This ought to be a simple guess," Lyla remarked, scarcely raising her voice above a whisper. "Your little brother ought to know the letter that comes after one of its names."

"What will it be?" While pulling Tristan's face towards her for a passionate kiss, Lily asked excitedly as she put her hands behind his head. She gave him an intense, sensual kiss while pressing herself up against his body. Being so close to these two stunning women, who appeared eager for more intimate contact, caused his cock to twitch inside his pants.

Lily blushed and giggled after Lyla drew her aside and said something in her ear. With another seductive smile, she then turned back to face Tristan. "Well? What will it be?" With a passionate gaze, she inquires.

When he anxiously attempted to stop staring at her chest, Tristan's mind went blank. His train of thought was interrupted when he heard Lyla speak again. "You have ten seconds... or you lose your turn," she added. He knew the intended response, but he didn't want to reveal it by speaking too soon.

'Ten fucking seconds! I don't even need that much time!" Tristan struggled to remain cool while he thought. 'I'll simply give them my best guess right now,' before saying, Tristan inhaled deeply and said, "I guess it starts with a double D, but I'll go with an E to be specific."

Lily giggled and gave him a playful slap on the shoulder. "Lyla, what do you think?"

"He has it right! I believe he has handled sizes similar to ours before; am I mistaken?" Lily made fun of him while giving him an innocent expression, which only served to heighten his desire for her. She asked her sister, who responded with a beautiful grin and a nod of consent.

With greedy eyes fixed on his crotch, the twins wanted to see whether they could already get some action from their new acquaintance. They exchanged knowing glances as they shared knowing glances with each other. They had been waiting for this moment for quite some time, and they weren't going to let it pass them by.

Lyla stepped forward and reached for Tristan's belt buckle and unclasped it quickly so that he would be able to remove his pants without having to take off the rest of his clothes.

"Wait!" Lily said suddenly, stopping Lyla mid-motion. "We can't just jump into things so quickly, can we?" she teased, tracing a finger along Tristan's jawline.

A dark cloud surrounded them as they withdrew and snapped their fingers simultaneously. There was no longer any indication that either of the twin sisters was around when it was scattered enough for him to see again.

'Did I miss the bit where they can perform magic?' He thought to himself as he stood in a garden shrouded in a heavy fog that never seemed to clear, even on the brightest of days. The garden's plants and flowers are colorful and lush, but they're also unusual, glowing, and foreign, unlike anything Tristan has ever seen.

He looks above the timer which now reads forty-four hours remaining before his time runs out.

As he looked around, Tristan noticed several unusual features in the garden. The first thing that caught his attention was a fountain in the center of the garden, which had an unusual design. The water in the fountain seemed to be shimmering with a strange, otherworldly glow.

Then he saw a pair of stone sculptures of women with prominent breasts and long flowing hair standing next to one another by the edge of the pool. They had lovely, feminine faces, as well as slender, toned bodies and legs. Their feet were bare, and their toes curled slightly inward toward their palms. Just tiny strips of fabric that were firmly wrapped around their hips, resembling belts or sashes, were the only items they wore.

'What is this place?' Tristan thought to himself as his eyes roamed across the garden once more.

Tristan couldn't help but feel like there was some hidden meaning behind these features, and the twins seemed to be testing him in some way.

Tristan approached the two sculptures closely, trying to learn as much as he could about them. He suddenly felt a chill run down his spine as he discovered the lady's skin was chilly to the touch as he drew near enough to be able to touch the hand of the closest statue! Also, he saw that the water in the fountain appeared to be flowing oddly. Tristan struggled to understand the message that it seemed to be giving out.

The twin sisters suddenly appeared from a nearby hedge, each of them sporting mysterious smiles. "Tristan, do you like our garden?" Lyla probed.

Tristan nodded, still attempting to decipher the meaning of the fountain's message. He said, "It's lovely. But I think there's more to it than that."

The twins giggled simultaneously and Lily remarked, "You're really observant. With our enigmatic garden, we try to put our guests to the test."

Tristan arched his brows and asked. "What do you mean by enigmatic?"

"We wanted to see how perceptive and conversant you are with the female body, so we decided to present you with a real challenge this time. The little guess you did previously was just a warm-up exercise for us." Lily excitedly explained.

Tristan nodded in agreement before stating tentatively, "but I need a reason to play your game. What will I get if I win? What occurs to me after I stop playing, then?"

Lily said with a smile to Tristan, "you have complete control over us! We'll gladly fulfill whatever desire you choose in any way we can, but don't worry about being punished or anything... unless, of course, you lose." She finished with a sultry smile on her lips. Her sister followed suit, wearing a similar expression.

Tristan awkwardly swallowed. He wasn't sure he could handle two women who were open to his devious ideas. No matter where their desires led them, it was obvious that these ladies would not hesitate to get their hands nasty.

Before pointing out the statues, which each feature a different twin sister, the twins shared knowing glances. One of the sculptures had a calm smile on her face, while the other appeared to be more mischievous. "We are represented by these monuments," Lyla said. "Yet, they also stand for something else. Identify that, if you can."