Chapter 28 - Rapunzel and Mulan

A prestigious invitation had been extended to Princess Rapunzel of Corona, as she was asked to present the Medal of Honor to the defender of all Disneyland against eastern invaders. Rapunzel and her husband Flynn embarked on a lengthy sea voyage to the Disney Castle for the ceremony. At last, Rapunzel could see the castle's imposing spires in the distance through the porthole of their royal cabin.

Rapunzel prodded Flynn's arm. "Ow!" he exclaimed.

"But look!" she said excitedly, pointing towards the horizon. "There it is! The Disney Castle. We're here!"

"Yes, Rapunzel, I can see that," Flynn replied calmly.

"Do you think Mickey's there now? I mean, of course he is, but do you think we might meet him? Shit, what do you say to someone like him? What do you call him? Mr. Mouse? No, that seems lame. Maybe he prefers to just be called by his first name, he's probably that type of guy. Oh! Do you think we might see those exploding lights?" Rapunzel chattered rapidly, her words nearly overlapping.

"You mean those fireworks they do every night?" Flynn asked unenthusiastically.

"Yes! Fireworks! I've always wanted to see those!"

Rapunzel's background was unique. Abducted as a baby and locked away in a tower for most of her life, she was raised to believe that the outside world was dangerous and that her captor was her mother. Her kindapper was killed by Flynn, who also cut off most of Rapunzel's once-lengthy, magical hair. Now, Rapunzel had a short brunette pixie cut and was a small girl with a slender frame, fair skin, pink lips, rosy cheeks, and big beautiful green eyes. She wore a purple dress with a lavender corset top laced with a pink ribbon and a skirt adorned with swirling and floral patterns in pink, dark purple, and white.

As the ship docked, Rapunzel clung to Flynn's arm, her excitement making it difficult for her to contain herself. They were escorted through the grandest gates Rapunzel had ever seen, decorated with intricate gold designs. They entered a vast and beautiful ballroom filled with people from all over Disneyland. Rapunzel gasped deeply, feeling overwhelmed and confused by the grandeur but also thrilled beyond words to be a part of it.

She let go of Flynn's arm and asked, "What do we do now?" Her voice trembled with apprehension.

"Mingle, I guess," Flynn replied, releasing her hand.

"But where do I even begin?" Rapunzel whispered, her eyes scanning the sea of faces around her.

She recognized a few of the guests: the sultan of Agrabah, Queen Elinor of DunBroch chatting with an elderly man with a square-shaped head, Professor Archimedes Q. Porter entranced by a painting of a chimp eating a bug, King Stefan looking uneasy in a corner, and Rapunzel spotted Prince Charming conversing with a stunningly beautiful girl in full battle armor a few meters away.

Rapunzel quickly found herself cornered by a tall, muscular man in a suit and a black mask. He introduced himself as Mr. Incredible, a superhero from the Pixar district who lived in secrecy with his family. Rapunzel listened politely, her gaze fixed on the girl in armor. She realized that this was the recipient of the Medal of Honor she was supposed to present, and she couldn't help but admire her foxy appearance. The girl had dark brown eyes, straight, long black hair, and a slender figure that showcased her ample bust beneath the armor.

Rapunzel yearned to speak with her, but she didn't know how to break free from Mr. Incredible's conversation without being rude. Fortunately, Flynn intervened, holding up a large, shiny gold medal.

"Look what I got," he said, and Rapunzel's eyes widened.

"Holy shit, is that the one? It's massive! Where did you get it?"

"I won it in an arcade video game," Flynn quipped, and Rapunzel pushed him away in annoyance.

"Cut the crap, Eugene." When he pissed her off, she always used his real name.

"Where do you think I got it from?"

Rapunzel gasped louder this time, her hand flying to her mouth.

"Did you meet Mickey?"

"Nope, but I did run into his pooch," Flynn replied, disappointing Rapunzel.

"Pluto?"

"No, the other one. The more sentient one."

"Ah, Goofy."

"Exactly, it really is quite confusing," Flynn said, shaking his head.

The ceremony was about to begin, and Rapunzel knew she had to prepare herself. As she moved through the crowd, she couldn't help but notice the overwhelming sense of power and strength emanating from the girl in armor. She felt a deep admiration for her and couldn't wait to present her with the Medal of Honor.

Rapunzel turned and looked up at a big podium that was put forth. She grabbed the medal out of Flynn's hand and turned to Mr. Incredible.

"It was nice meeting you," she said politely and walked to the side of the podium where an elderly man with a long white beard stood and was about to speak to the crowd. Rapunzel recognized him as the emperor in the most eastern parts of Disneyland.

Ladies and Gentlemen," he began. "I suspect you've all heard quite a bit about the young woman named Fa Mulan. She stole her father's armor, ran away from home, impersonated a soldier, deceived her commanding officer, dishonored the Disneyland Army, and destroyed my palace! But through it, she saved us all. And that's why she is deserving of the prestigious Medal of Honor that Princess Rapunzel of Corona has graciously agreed to bestow upon her."

Rapunzel gracefully curtsied before the audience and then climbed onto the podium where Mulan stood tall. "Congratulations, Mulan. And thank you," Rapunzel said as she carefully placed the heavy medal around Mulan's neck.

Mulan looked at Rapunzel with her striking eyes and nodded. Was that a seductive wink she just sent her way? Rapunzel couldn't quite tell, but she decided to take the chance anyway. She leaned in and whispered in Mulan's ear, "Meet me afterwards."

Mulan studied her for a moment before nodding. Then, as Rapunzel stepped down from the stage, the crowd erupted into applause for Disneyland's female hero.

"Excuse me, miss," a voice said behind Rapunzel, causing her to turn around. A stunning woman with short brown hair and violet eyes, wearing a chef's uniform and holding a tray of canapés, approached her. "Would you like a snack?" she asked in a distinct French accent.

Rapunzel gladly accepted and plucked one off the silver tray as the woman moved away. Just as she was about to take a bite, another voice interrupted her. "I wouldn't eat that if I were you," Mulan said, appearing beside her once again. "I've heard the restaurant that's catering this event has rats running wild in their kitchens."

Rapunzel quickly set the canapé down and kicked it under the podium. "Do you want to get out of here?" she asked Mulan.

"Absolutely," Mulan replied.

Taking Rapunzel's hand, Mulan led her to a door at the edge of the vast ballroom. The door opened onto a wide winding staircase. "This way," Mulan said, pulling Rapunzel along with her.

As they climbed the stairs, they checked each door to ensure it was locked. Their eagerness to escape the crowd and be alone was palpable. "This one is open," Rapunzel suddenly announced, and she pushed the door wide for them to enter.

The room was small and oddly dimly lit by red lights. "This is perfect," Mulan said, and she ushered Rapunzel inside, locking the door behind them.

Mulan wasted no time in advancing on Rapunzel. She grabbed her by the shoulders and kissed her deeply, her mouth wide open. Rapunzel returned the kiss eagerly, her hands tangled in Mulan's hair.

Breaking the kiss, Mulan looked into Rapunzel's eyes and spoke between breaths. "You know, I've been with over three hundred men for the past several years. I really need this." She then pushed Rapunzel forcefully onto the king-size bed in the center of the room.

Rapunzel felt privileged to be the one Mulan chose to release her sexual tension on. She watched with desire as Mulan stripped off her battle armor, revealing even more alluring natural curves beneath it. She wore a creamy green-yellow dress with a blue over shirt, featuring green sleeves and a red waistband. Mulan climbed on top of Rapunzel and kissed her neck while groping her body, and Rapunzel retaliated by firmly grasping Mulan's lush derriere. Rapunzel looked over Mulan's shoulder and noticed a massive black chest the size of a coffin in the corner of the room.

"What do you think is inside there?" Rapunzel inquired, her curiosity piqued.

Mulan turned her head, displaying a casual indifference. "I dunno," she replied.

"I'm going to check it out," Rapunzel declared, unable to resist the temptation.

She leapt off the bed, causing Mulan to lie down. Rapunzel verified whether the large black box was locked by lifting the hinged lid, and fortunately, it sprang open before her eyes. She couldn't believe her luck and simply gasped in astonishment as she beheld its contents. The chest was filled to the brim with an array of sex toys and gadgets haphazardly piled up in a sea of eroticism. Rapunzel could see an assortment of vibrators, dildos, anal beads, nipple clamps, and various other kinky items. Rapunzel could have picked up 20 pounds of metal and they could have started having fun, but she wanted to play with her newfound lover first.

"What is it?" Mulan inquired, intrigued by Rapunzel's prolonged gaze.

"Nothing," Rapunzel replied, attempting to conceal her excitement as she rummaged through the box's wild devices with her hands.

Ah ha! she thought to herself. This will be fantastic!

Mulan's eyes widened as she watched Rapunzel approach with a sleep mask and a large black rope.

"What the hell is that?" Mulan asked, her voice tinged with delight.

Rapunzel shushed her and climbed on top of her, covering Mulan's eyes with the sleep mask so she couldn't see anything.

"What are you up to?" Mulan asked again, seeing nothing but darkness, but Rapunzel didn't answer.

Mulan simply lay back and surrendered to whatever Rapunzel had planned for her. The uncertainty made her incredibly horny. While Mulan lay there, blindfolded and unsure of what was to come, Rapunzel stripped down to just her panties.

"You just lie there," Rapunzel instructed, as she began to kiss Mulan and slid her dress down, revealing her beautiful breasts encased in a black E-cup bra. "And let me take care of you."

Rapunzel moved south and removed the bottom half of Mulan's dress, including her panties. She licked her way up Mulan's flat stomach, where a stunning red dragon tattoo adorned her pale skin, and managed to remove her bra with her teeth, although Mulan had to help by removing the straps from her shoulders.

"I love this game," Mulan said, a note of awe in her voice as Rapunzel's tongue traced over her nipples.

"I still can't believe you joined the army knowing it was illegal," Rapunzel said, her voice tinged with a mix of admiration and disapproval. She gently stroked Mulan's skin with the rope, causing her to tremble with anticipation.

Rapunzel dragged the rope down Mulan's sleek body, briefly teasing her bare pussy before crossing her right leg over her left. In one swift motion, she flipped Mulan onto her front. "Show me that ass," Rapunzel demanded, giving it a sharp smack. Mulan gasped. "Now give me your fucking arms," Rapunzel ordered, making Mulan lock her hands together behind her back, with Rapunzel holding her own wrists. "Just like that," she said, positioning herself on top of Mulan's ass and tying her arms together with the rope. Mulan was helpless, unable to see or move, but the sensations were intense.

"Mmmm," Rapunzel hummed as she licked Mulan's delectable crack. "Just the way I like it."

Mulan moaned as Rapunzel's face burrowed into her ass, her saliva dripping down through her pussy. Suddenly, she stopped, leaving Mulan frustrated and wriggling.

"Rapunzel, what are you doing?" she pleaded, her desperation mounting. "Please lick me! I'm so horny!"

"Hold on," Rapunzel said, disappearing once more into the sex chest. She emerged with a Hitachi Magic Wand Vibrator, its long handle and tennis ball-shaped head familiar to her from back home in Corona. She owned a couple of them in case Flynn wasn't really in the mood.

"Guess what I found?" she asked playfully.

"What?" Mulan asked, her excitement building. The press of a button elicited an unmistakable hum from the device. "Yesyesyes!" she chanted ecstatically, squirming in anticipation.

Rapunzel revved up the vibrations, testing them against her palm. The heat and tingles between her legs were overwhelming. She knew that Mulan would experience the same. With a sigh of satisfaction, she pressed the wand against Mulan's trembling pussy, the vibrations surging through her like wildfire.

"Ohhhh!" Mulan exclaimed involuntarily, her entire body alive and alert. The distant music from the party downstairs, Rapunzel's presence, and the sensations of the wand combined to create a heady mix that promised a sweet, cheeky orgasmic release.

"Ahh, fuck yeah! Keep going, baby, don't stop!" Mulan gasped, her voice thick with pleasure.

Rapunzel's heart raced as she watched Mulan writhe beneath her touch. Her skin was flushed, and her own arousal was becoming impossible to ignore. She needed it, desperately. So, she pressed the vibrator against her own panties, her breath catching in her throat.

"Rapunzel, no! Please!" Mulan begged, her voice hoarse with need.

"My turn," Rapunzel replied, her tone immature but defiant. She didn't want to leave Mulan hanging for long, so she used her left hand to stimulate Mulan's sensitive flesh.

They both moaned loudly together for a moment, but then Rapunzel's greed took over.

"Not until I say," she teased, her voice filled with mischief.

"Please, Rapunzel! Give me more!" Mulan pleaded, her body trembling with anticipation.

"You want this?" Rapunzel demanded, her tone dripped with lust as she clutched the vibrator.

"Yes!" Mulan cried, her voice filled with longing.

"You want this fucking toy?" Rapunzel growled, her body shivering with pleasure.

"Yesss!"

Reluctantly, Rapunzel granted Mulan's wish, returning the wand to her quivering pussy. As she rubbed the toy against Mulan's slick flesh, she traced her tongue over her tight little ass and the curve of her round ass cheeks.

Mulan's senses were overwhelmed with pleasure. The bite of her teeth on her lower lip, trying to muffle her cries of imminent climax, felt sharp and thrilling. Her body writhed and spasmed with need, her heart pounding in her chest. She was on the brink of orgasm, her mind fogged with pleasure.

"Ohhh... oh... oh...mmmnnnmmmm..."

A jolt of ecstasy coursed through her body, causing her to gasp and writhe in pleasure.

"It's... ooohhhhhhhhhh... so aaaahhhhhhhhhh... fucking goooooooooooood... ooh god, ahhhhhhh mmmmmmnnnnnnmmmmmmm..."

Mulan's body shook with delight as she was consumed by her climax. Rapunzel, watching with delight, tossed the magic wand aside.

"I think you've been a good girl," she purred, crawling over Mulan's back to whisper in her ear. "So you know what? I'm gonna let you out of this. Let's get this off, I wanna see that beautiful face of yours."

Rapunzel removed the sleeping mask from Mulan's eyes, blinding her for a moment with the sharp red light in the room.

"Are you gonna be a good girl if I untie you?" Rapunzel asked playfully.

"Yesss," Mulan said, smiling as she looked at Rapunzel, nearly nude before her.

Rapunzel swiftly untied the knot on Mulan's arms, and Mulan quickly turned around to throw herself into Rapunzel's arms, kissing her deeply. But Rapunzel gently gripped her throat, stopping her.

"Strip me bare," she commanded, standing tall and leaning against the wall at the head of the bed.

Mulan's heart raced as she carefully peeled off Rapunzel's black panties, savoring the sight of her wet pussy. She took a deep breath, inhaling the intoxicating scent before letting it out slowly. Mulan traced her tongue along Rapunzel's back thigh, avoiding her sensitive core and making the hair on her arms stand on end.

"You're such a tease," Rapunzel giggled.

"What else is in that mysterious chest?" Mulan inquired, her gaze fixed on the ornate wooden box.

"Everything your heart desires," Rapunzel replied cryptically.

Mulan spun Rapunzel around, their bodies pressing together. She pushed her playfully onto the bed. "You've earned a few orgasms, I think," she said with a wicked grin. "What do you want? Hands? Mouth? Cock?" Mulan suggested, running her fingers through Rapunzel's hair. She kissed her softly below the navel, her breath hot against her skin.

Rapunzel bit her lip, considering her options. Her eyes drifted to the chest in the corner of the room.

"Hm," she murmured.

Mulan pulled her close and kissed her deeply. "Cock it is, then," she declared.

She smirked and made her way to the chest. There were five strap-ons inside, but she grabbed the largest one - a massive, curvy black dildo. She strapped it to her hips with ease and returned to the bed.

"On all fours," she ordered, and Rapunzel obeyed without hesitation.

To her surprise, it was Mulan's tongue that entered her, not the dildo. Mulan gripped her ass cheeks, spreading them apart for better access as she plunged her tongue deep inside her, massaging her sensitive flesh.

Rapunzel moaned and pressed back into her, her body writhing with pleasure. "Oh my god. Yes, lick it clean," she begged, wiggling her ass.

How is she so skilled at everything? Rapunzel couldn't help but wonder. Mulan seemed to know exactly what she was doing, leaving her wondering how many lovers she had experienced before her.

In reality, Mulan had only been with one other girl - her longtime friend Pocahontas. But their relationship had been filled with all sorts of kinky adventures.

After a few moments, Rapunzel felt the familiar pressure building. Mulan sensed it and pulled away, climbing onto the bed so that the dildo pressed against her entrance. It was warm, as if Mulan had been handling it while eating her out. She slid inside easily, stretching Rapunzel as she pushed deeper.

As Mulan finally buried the entire length of the cock inside Rapunzel, their bodies pressed tightly together. Rapunzel wondered if there could be a more intense feeling than this.

Mulan began to thrust in and out slowly, and Rapunzel moaned softly as they found a rhythm. Mulan gripped Rapunzel's left hip with one hand and pushed her down slightly by the back of her neck with the other, allowing her hand to tangle in her hair. Rapunzel buried her face in the pillows as Mulan increased her pace, each stroke a long, perfectly measured thrust that had Rapunzel shaking in mere moments.

Rapunzel was screaming with pleasure.

"Aaaaaaahhh fuck!" echoed continuously throughout the small room.

Rapunzel could feel and hear Mulan's hips slapping against her sore ass, and her hand tightening in her short hair. She thought she would cum at any moment, but Mulan said, "Don't cum yet!", and Rapunzel forced herself to hold back. It was the hardest thing she could do right now.

She felt fireworks, not the literal kind, but the explosive sensations coursing through her body. Mulan slid the cock in all the way, pressing firmly against Rapunzel's body. Rapunzel pulled Mulan's face down for a long, passionate kiss, thrusting against her eagerly. Her legs wrapped around Mulan's waist, and she was on the brink of orgasm once more.

"Can I cum now?" Rapunzel whispered. "Please?"

Mulan replied with a soft "yes" before Rapunzel was overcome with pleasure. She shuddered, her pussy clenching around the cock as she thrust against Mulan, their lips briefly touching before Rapunzel was too lost in her orgasm to kiss her. She cried out, cursing loudly, as she came. Rapunzel wished that moment could last forever, but eventually, she was spent.

Mulan removed the massive cock and brought it up to Rapunzel's mouth, allowing her to lick her own juices off, sucking it deep into her throat.

"Okay," Rapunzel panted. "What else have we got?"

Together, they opened the black chest and discovered an outrageously large and long double-ended dildo. Excitedly, they both jumped back onto the bed, and Rapunzel held the toy in her hand, its size imposing and wobbly. Lying down, they kissed passionately, their tongues intertwining.

Rapunzel eased the toy gently into her own dripping wet snatch, pushing it in and out slowly. Mulan sucked on the other end before straddling across Rapunzel, gradually taking the rest of the toy into her sopping wet pussy, thrusting gently together.

Mulan moaned and groaned blissfully as the toy thrust deeper inside her pussy; Rapunzel thrust as hard as she could, slowly building the ecstatic sensation in her body. Hearing Mulan's elated groans, Rapunzel could no longer hold back and gave in to the explosive orgasm that built inside her.

"YES! YES! YES!" she shrieked, as an overwhelming sensation engulfed her body.

"OH...MY...GOD...PLEASE PLEASE...DON'T FUCKIN STOP!" Mulan howled as an orgasm tore through her, heightening her senses but leaving her weak from the intensity of the divine climax.

Mulan's cries stirred something within Rapunzel, and soon she too was overwhelmed by another wave of euphoria, their voices echoing like howls in the night. At that moment, they were oblivious to the fireworks and loud bangs outside their castle tower window.

Rapunzel's senses were reeling from the force of the orgasms she had just experienced, her body now limp.

They discarded the now-soaked toy onto the floor, alongside the sleeping mask, robe, magic wand, and strap-on.

As the sensations began to fade, their breathing returned to normal, and they lay entwined, kissing tenderly. Neither wanted to break their embrace. They realized it was getting late and people might be wondering where they went, but they didn't want to part just yet.

They put their clothes back on, feeling sweaty and uncomfortable beneath them, but it was worth it. Mulan decided against wearing her armor, finding it too heavy and oppressive.

Carefully, they opened the door and slipped out on tiptoe, being sure not to make any noise. However, it was too late; a squeaky voice caught them in the hallway.

"Oh boy! Someone's been using the love room! I think you missed the fireworks, ahah!" a black mouse with large, round ears exclaimed.