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The Mushroom Kingdom was a land of many strange characters, but none so famous as Mario. The handsome hero had saved the land from all sorts of monsters and dark forces, always ready to rescue the various royalty that would happen to be kidnapped. It was why it was so surprising when the villainess showed her face to kidnap him instead.

Peach's castle suddenly shook, interrupting her and Mario's breakfast as a huge airship crashed through the wall. A quick swarm of goombas and koopa troopas piled out of it, knocking the assorted Toad guards aside. The goombas were a tribe of outcast barbarians of the Mushroom Kingdom, the short warrior women clad in their telling brown leathers and sharp tusks. The koopas were a longstanding enemy of the other kingdoms ever since they sided with Bowsette's army, the ladies showing their loyalty by wearing nothing but a turtle shell from hips to neck.

"Geez! Sorry! I'm still learning to drive this thing!" A redheaded woman kicked some of the rubble off the deck of the ship before hopping down in the wake of her troops. She had a long mane of spiky red hair and a black leather corset with matching studded boots and gloves. She was tall while slightly chubby around the middle but with muscular arms and legs. Her skin was tanned in a way that came from a life in the lava-filled kingdoms. but more notably a pair of horns sprouting from the sides of her head. A pointed pink crown topped her bushy hair and a spike-tipped tail wagged behind her. A spiky green shell grew out of her back, making it unclear where the shell and the leather started or ended. She flashed a fanged grin, puffing a spurt of fire from her mouth as she huffed.

"Queen Bowsette!" Peach and Mario gasped.

"So you came here for another fight?" Mario demanded. The Koopa Queen had already made a few schemes to conquer the land, usually by forceful invasions that were also usually halted by Mario's singlehanded efforts.

"Oh I came here for more than that!" Bowsette crowed. "I came here... for YOU, Mario! You sweet little slice of cutie pie~!"

"...come again?"

"Oh, I have! And all while thinking of you!" Bowsette purred, rubbing her hands over her big breasts (while her minions politely averted their eyes). She blushed at whatever perverted thoughts went through her head. "It's why I've decided to stop worrying about other kingdoms and just settle into mine with you as my husband!"

"You can't do that!" Peach objected, but a large cannon popped out of the airship. Bowsette winked and flipped her off.

"Watch me, bitch!" The cannon fired, launching a large net out that caught Mario in its clutches. It reeled him back inside as Bowsette hopped up onto the ship in one mighty leap. "We got what we came here for, ladies! Give 'em a few more noogies or whatever and let's get outta here! I got a dreamboat on my airship, and I mean to ride 'em both!"

"That does it!" Peach snatched her skirts, tugging them up enough to rush after her kidnapped crush. A few goombas leapt at her, the pint-sized amazons yanking on her dress to hold her back. Peach kneed one in the groin, tagging her beneath her loincloth as she squeaked and curled up into a ball. One of them jumped up and pulled on her hair, but she elbowed them in the nose as the short, brown-skinned monstergirl tumbled back into a chair. A third one tackled her from behind, briefly pinning the princess while the others made a break for the ship.

"I said hurry it up! I'm not getting any wetter!" Bowsette barked at her minions. The last of the troops bolted onto the ship, allowing it to take off. Peach grunted and pushed herself back up to a sitting position, watching the airship fly into the distance and veer off towards the lava-filled Koopa Kingdom.

"Geez, that sucked!" Toad observed. Peach scowled at the short mushroom man and he quickly shut his mouth. Peach got back up, dusting herself off from the debris and pieces of breakfast. Her helpful but largely useless followers waited for her decision.

"Toad, get a team working on fixing the damages. Then go ready my wardrobe." Toad saluted and started towards her bedroom until she caught him by the top of his head. "I mean my other wardrobe. I'm getting my Mario back..."

Peach was always viewed as an idol to her people. They assumed she belonged up on a pedestal, or at least up in her castle. She was one of the wisest and kindest leaders they'd had in years (a welcome change from their dark and dreaded times under the reign of Warlord Shitake). She kept up that appearance as much as she could, but she had gotten tired of being kidnapped so many times. She had trained in private from what few self-defense instructors and martial artists she could find and trust. For all the cases when she was taken hostage or abducted by monsters, there were another two or three cases where she had discretely beaten her assailant to a pulp and tossed them in the dungeon. It left her dainty and gentle with her people, but far more fit and muscular underneath all the layers of pink and lace.

For all her fancy gowns and parasols, she kept a more plain look stashed away elsewhere in the castle. She definitely wasn’t going to save Mario in that constricting and fluffy old look. Normally she reserved them for the rougher sporting events, but this seemed suitable enough. It was how the pretty blonde princess suited up in a set of tight jeans, a battered old souvenir shirt from a concert she'd attended in Water World, some practical sneakers, and some sweatbands for some comfortable street clothes. She loaded some quick supplies into a backpack before she checked herself in the mirror. She was confident that this was as tough and armed as she could get without going full on suit of armor (even then, they didn't have any that fit her and it would just slow her down). Her toned muscle made her ass and chest stand out more pronounced beneath her clothes, something she was fairly proud of. She thumped one of the bricks on the wall, opening the secret passage from her room as she hurried off towards Bowsette and her castle.

Bowsette all but pranced through her private quarters. The ship had landed at one of her fortresses she'd built across the land, acting as small footholds for her army. She stopped in front of her full length mirror, posing in the lingerie that had replaced her usual leotard. She squeezed her arms together to puff up her breasts while blowing a kiss at it, some flickers of fire escaping her lips. "Damn, you're a sexy queen! Anyone ever tell you that?" she giggled to herself. She turned around and raised her tail, adjusting the thong back underneath it. She wanted to look just right for her first time.

It was tough being both a virgin and a tyrant. She had to keep up appearances and try not to come off as a desperate slut to her kingdom. Still, there were only so many nights she could spend with her black iron vibrator before things started to get lonely. She was always a cut about your common troopa or goomba so they were far too lowly for her to settle for. But a big strong hero who was tough enough to beat up an entire army by himself... he had to be suitable! There weren't a lot of eligible men in the land, so sure her choices were a little limited, but that cute butt from all that jumping around and the well-groomed moustache and all the rumors about his growing mushroom...

"I can't take it!" Bowsette squealed, blushing and bouncing in place. She threw open her bedroom door, starting a number of gooma guards in the hall. "Guards! Is my man ready yet!?"

"Er... not yet, your majesty. He's proving very difficult to work with," one of the brown-skinned barbarians said meekly. "Very jumpy. We finally got him to eat the lust shrooms, but they haven't kicked in yet."

Bowsette pouted as the goomba girls braced themselves for a monstrous tantrum from their mighty queen. "Fine. I'll wait," she said rather calmly, though a blush was still heavy on her cheeks. She turned and slammed the door shut, just to fling herself onto the bed. She was blushing with anticipation of her former enemy falling in love with her. It was a forbidden love, just like in the romance novels. In fact it was so forbidden that Mario didn't even realize he loved her so she had to chemically convince him that he did... so  by her logic it must be extra romantic! It had the curvy queen writhing in bed as she slid a hand under her leotard, running her clawed hand over her breast before sliding down to her incredibly wet crotch.

Bowsette started to finger herself just from imagining her first time with her husband. Him half-mad with the lust shrooms and pinning her to the bed, ripping off her wedding dress to get at her eager and yielding flesh. She spread her legs wider as she reached deeper into herself, the fantasy growing more and more involved now that she was so close to obtaining it. She arched her hips, pushing off the bed with her spiked tail as she bit her lip. Her eyes started to roll back, barely able to contain her monstrous lust. While the Koopas could pass for a human in the right situations, their was no real hiding a genuine queen of their people's wild heat. She was just getting to the part where Mario would pull her horns like handlebars and fill her up with exactly seven children when there came a knock on the window.

"Excuse me, your highness..." came a familiar and mousey voice.

"Dammit, Wanda!" Bowsette didn't stop her masturbation session as she glared out the window. "I'm busy!"

The meek Magikoopa cleared her throat as she floated by the window. The bespectacled woman wore some loosely hanging and heavy wizard robes, a slightly-off center and pointed cap on top of her dark hair. She sat sidesaddle on a broomstick that hovered just outside the castle. "I'm sorry, my lady. You didn't have your usual sign up."

Bowsette frowned. She did have that little sign made for a reason... she usually propped it up on her door or window with "Gone masturbating. Come back in 15" carved into it. "Fine. Just a second..."

She always had her old favorite. Bowsette pulled aside the crotch of her corset as she curled her tail, rubbing the rough and spiky appendage over her naked pussy. Her fangs bit into her lip as she blindly lined her tail spike up with her clit and started pumping it rapidly. Her strong hips bucked until they arched off of the bed, squealing and spewing a stream of fire into the air as she came on her bedsheets.

"Is that better?" Wanda asked quietly from the window. The woman was constantly adjusting herself, whether it was her seat on the broomstick to hide any upskirt peeks, her cleavage poking out of her robes, or just her hat or glasses sliding off her pretty face.

"Okay... yea..." Bowsette panted. "Remind me to warn my husband to watch out for that later..."

"About how you breathe fire when you cum, my queen?" Wanda asked dryly.

"Yea. That one. So what's the big deal. Is Mario in the mood yet?"

"I’m afraid we’re being followed. Pursuers from the castle. You might want to see this." Wanda handed her a telescope and pointed off down the road. Bowsette raised it and saw Princess Peach charging down the road, kicking up dust when she wasn't just kicking bitches' heads in. Bowsette had left a smattering of guards for such an occasion, but the blonde was tearing through them. Peach jumped in mid-charge and kicked a koopa troopa in the chest, cracking the shell armor as she went tumbling head over heels down a nearby hill. A couple of goombas pounced out of the bushes, tackling her from behind. Peach easily elbowed one in the face and grabbed the other short girl by the hair, chucking her off with a swift shoulder toss.

"What?! Since when did the princess go punk?" Bowsette snapped, looking over her new jeans and shirt look. "Whatever. Our army's strong enough to fend off a whole army of mushroom heads. Tell the guards to bum rush the slut. I'm not gonna have my wedding night ruined by some needy skank."

A quick flood of minions went pouring out of the castle. It was a good ways away from the actual Koopa Kingdom so it wasn't her full force, but more than enough to handle one nosey princess.

Peach went about dispatching a few more attempted ambushes. The troopa girls were too slow in their bulky armor and the goombas were strong but small, so they were proving easy to knock out and toss around with her superior speed and strength. She caught two troopas in a headlock, burying their faces against her breasts before knocking their unarmored heads together. A goomba dove at her legs to try to trip her up, but she hopped over her and stomped down on her crotch with a satisfying squeal. Another goomba pounced out of a tree, sitting on her shoulders and pulling on her hair. Peach winced but she easily rushed forward and ducked, the goomba just high enough that her pussy ran right into a low-hanging branch. She was left gagging and hanging from it, the wood buried between her legs as Peach went on running down the path. Bowsette's fortress was in her sights!

The only thing in her way was a large grassy clearing, a few of the familiar floating blocks, about a hundred more minions. Bowsette's high and booming laughter could be heard from the highest tower, even from here. The assorted armed women focused their gaze on the outnumbered princess, but she glared right back at them. "It's a pretty weak queen who lets all of her subjects to her fighting for her," Peach huffed, scouring the battlefield while cracking her knuckles.

The princess broke into a sprint, surprising the mass of enemies. They still rallied and shouted as they charged right back, Peach ducking under a grabbing troopa and shoulder checking her in the stomach. She had practiced enough to know just how to strike them, connecting with the center of the armor shell with a loud crack. The troopa gagged and went flying back into her teammates as her shell split open from the blow to its weak point, leaving her a naked heap among her comrades. Peach quickly picked up the busted shell and swung it like a club, striking two of the incoming goombas across the face before it broke apart in her hands.

"Little bit further," she told herself as she spun around and kicked a koopa troopa in the head. The turtle-clad woman's head actually flew off of her shoulders from the blow in a bloodless act of violence. Peach winced from that as she faltered. "Oh gross! What was that?" She gasped as a pair of goombas jumped on her back, the stumpy barbarians clawing at her and taking several tears out of her top. Peach managed to turn sharply enough to whip one off of her, getting the other in a headlock that had her gagging and gasping for air.

"That shirt was a gift, you bitch!" Peach snapped as she kicked out at another troopa. She took out her leg and as she fell to her knees, Peach's own knee rammed into her chin.

"Death from above, slut!" Peach looked up at the obvious battle cry as one of the paratroopas came diving from the sky. Made to be more lightweight than their comrades, her armor was more of a bikini made of red shells than a full set of armor. A pair of angelic wings flapped from her shoulders, folded back to dive down at her target.

Peach simply lifted the goomba out of her chokehold, holding her in front of the falling winged warrior. Their faces smacked together and both fell unconscious to the ground. "Only about 90 more to go," Peach panted, jumping aside at the last second to dodge a jab of a spear from another troopa. She punched her across the jaw, flooring her in one hit before making a break for it. She tripped over and hit her chin in the grass, dirtying up her clothes and exposed skin a she saw the hand around her ankle.

"Got you this time!" Peach turned to see the headless troopa she'd taken out before. Her armor looked gray and withered now that she looked at it, and she was skinnier than the rest. Her head came rolling back around and popped onto her neck, her eyes glowing as she grinned.

"Oh shit. Another Dry Bones," Peach hissed.

"Exactly. You're not getting past me!" she hissed as she grabbed higher up Peach's leg, pulling her closer.

"I don't have to do it for long!" Peach pulled hard on her leg, the grabbing skeletal troopa's hands tearing off her pant leg. Peach ignored the exposed bit of thigh as she reared it back and kicked into the dry bones' jaw, sending her head bouncing off again as a few other minions made a point not to step on it or trip over it. 

Suddenly freed again, Peach didn't even bother getting upright before she bolted. She ducked under a taller troopa's legs and when a goomba got into her way, she jumped and kicked off of the attacking bitch's shoulders. Peach's memory had served her right as the floating question-mark block was just within her reach. She jabbed it with a quick punch as its content flew out into her heads; a bright pink aluminum baseball bat.

"Seriously?" Peach hissed as she landed again. "I could have used something a little more useful right now." Still, she turned to face her attackers again with the bat raised like a sword in both hands. The minions didn't hesitate to continue their charge... at least until she smacked one of the troopas in the stomach. She let out a squeal and went flying out of her armor, leaving the shell and her naked body to fly in opposite directions. They took off like a shot, meaning they mowed down another five or so apiece.

"Okay! I take it back," Peach laughed. She jabbed the butt of it into the forehead of a goomba, sending her tumbling head over heels into the others like a busty little bowling ball. She had been through enough sporty get togethers that she knew her way around the improvised weapon and tore through them with a few more swings. The underlings were starting to second-guess her until Dry Bones burst from the small army's ranks. Peach just smirked and wound up for a homerun swing.

"Good luck finding your body again after this one!" she called, but a koopa troopa grabbed her from behind. She held her spear's shaft around her chest, pinning her arms down while Dry Bones moved in.

"Go get her, ma'am! I've got her!" the troopa announced. Dry Bones landed a punch across Peach's face, getting her to grunt and her head to snap away from her. She dug her claws into Peach's top, bracing her for another punch that ripped her top clean open. Her royal breasts bounced out into view, getting a few envious looks from the other minions. Where a lesser princess would have cried and called for a knight, Peach spat on the ground and ducked low, slipping out from behind the spear. She rammed the butt of the bat backward, nailing her troopa captive in the groin. She let out a long wail as she flew through the air from the minor momentum, spiraling out of control as she crashed through the remaining paratroopas.

Dry Bones had barely looked down as her when Peach slammed the bat into her boney face, launching her head through the horde of troops. A few of them went flying as Dry Bones' disembodied head let out a long squeal as it flew into another kingdom entirely and her body slumped to the ground. Peach smirked after the speck in the distance that her target had become, but when she looked back to her surroundings, she saw her bat crack in half in her hands.

"Well fuck me," Peach sighed. She bolted away from the scene, trying to regroup as she rushed the castle by circling around the remains of the army. It was only another twenty or so, but she was effectively topless and unarmed, and her cheek still stung from that boney-fisted punch. One of the goombas intercepted her and tackled her around the waist, but still Peach didn't go down. The short warrior bit into her breast, making Peach let out a quick "AHH!" before palming her face and driving her into the ground. Peach rubbed her sore tit, deciding that took priority first. She caught the torn edges of her top and tied them in a quick knot beneath her breasts, serving as little more than a bikini top. It was more than what she'd had covering her, anyway.

She had finally covered enough ground outrunning them to reach the last question block before the castle. She jumped up and punched it as a rewarding little sparkling noise sounded. "Perfect! It's about time," she said, grabbing the falling Super Star. Her skin glowed and an impossible surge of energy rushed through her. Gold and orange lights flashed from her body as her clothes vanished, leaving her a naked demigoddess of raw power. Her eyes were crystalline and pupiless as they set on her enemies, her long blonde hair flowing behind her as a radiant mane.

"Nope!" one of the goombas blurted. "Fuck this!" She turned to run, several of the other soldiers following her lead. Peach covered the ground between them in no time, punching at ridiculous speeds. The world had seemed to slow down for her, so she could see every blow landing and its results while still striking the next. She saw the spit fly from the goomba's mouth as she punched the troopa so hard in the chest that her shell shattered and her fist flattened her breast instead. Peach threw a barrage of high kicks into one troopa's face, juggling her in the air as she knocked her higher with each leg-spreading kick before she could start to fall. She kept her leg raised in her euphoric state of maddening power, swinging it around and hooking it around another two minions' necks. She dropped to the ground and with one iron-thighed squeeze, they choked and passed out from the golden headscissor. "WHO IS NEXT TO SACRIFICE THEMSELVES TO MY POWER!?" Peach boomed in an echoing voice as she turned to her next victim.

Peach tore through the troops as a one-woman fighting machine, invincible and untouchable to their blows. When the glow faded and her senses returned, she shivered and blinked away the flickering remains of lights. She was back in her battered clothes, surrounded by KOed foes. "That's the good shit," she muttered, shaking her head. It was always jarring to go back and forth between the surge of power from a star. It made her wonder where the hell they came from.

Peach reached the castle gates, storming her way over the open drawbridge. With every troop dispatched, there was nobody to get in her way as she marched up the steps. She gave a quick search of the top floor before hearing the noise coming from the roof. She kicked open the door and saw Bowsette with a bound and gagged Mario, riding in her weird floating mechanical clown head.

"You let him go, Bowsette!" Peach demanded.

"Oh why should I?" Bowsette snapped back. "You're a prude skank who's been with him all this time and never put out! I'm the only one who can give him what he really wants!" The koopa queen hugged her captive tight, burying his face between her wobbling breasts. "So get lost."

"Not a chance, you thieving bitch!" Peach charged at her as Bowsette's odd vehicle took off. She jumped for it and was about to grab the edge of her ride when there was a clattering of metal. Peach jerked to a stop, looking down to see a length of chain wrapped around her stomach. She snapped back to the fortress and landed roughly on her hip, bouncing out of the chain's coils.

"Oh right! I left you a playmate to keep you busy while we're having our first date!" Bowsette called back, laughing at her pink rival. "I've trained her to only attack dirty sluts, so you two should get along great!"

Peach got back up as she looked over at the wild-eyed woman who had attacked her. She had tanned skin and frizzy black hair, making her large eyes and sharp, white teeth stand out even more. She had a long, thick chain shackled to her neck and two shorter ones attached to manacles on her wrists. She wore a black dress that was low enough to show a lot of her perfectly round tits as she bounced excitedly from one bare foot to the other. Peach had heard enough of Mario's adventures to recognize an unleashed Chain Chompette.

"Yummy nummies!" Chompette raved, drooling as she stared at Peach. She dove at her with arms outstretched, licking her sharp teeth. Peach bound out of the way of her grabbing hands, but Chompette's head snapped at her as she passed. Peach had to twist her body out of the way just to avoid the needly teeth piercing her skin. They still managed to catch onto the belt loop of her jeans, ripping them off in one hungry bite. Peach gasped as she landed on her feet wearing nothing but her panties and the torn remains of her top as Chompette happily wolfed down her jeans.

"Mmmf! Good!" Chompette cheered. "I want some more!!" She spat a button out of her teeth before diving for Peach again. This time Peach dove between her legs, turning and kicking her in the back. Peach winced as the monstrous woman's tough skin actually stung her foot as it connected.

"No more running!" Chompette snapped impatiently. She turned to face her again, but she pulled suddenly on her leash. Peach hadn't noticed that she'd stepped into a loop of chain, tightening it around her ankle and pulling her off her feet. Chompette came charging at her with her fangs bared, leaping with her mouth wide open to take a finishing bite out of her.

Peach suddenly leaned back on her shoulders and raised her legs to get in the way. "OOF!" Chompette blurted as her round boobs were squashed into her ribs. Peach's eyes flashed with inspiration. Even if her skin was like iron, those tits didn't jiggle if they were made of metal. She braced herself and started to kick repeatedly into Chompette's dark mammaries, bouncing them rapidly against her chest. The fanged woman let out a jabbering cry, her voice vibrating along with her chest as Peach flattened one tit after the other in rapid succession. Her fanged mouth hung open witlessly from pain and hunger until Peach gave one big shove with both of her shoes. Chompette went staggering back until she had to lean on the stones at the edge of the castle roof. Peach rose back up, wiping the drool from her chest and crotch as best she could.

"You hurt too much!" Chompette snapped. She thumbed thoughtfully at her collar as she scowled at Peach. "Food shouldn't fight back!"

"I must be a little too spicy for you," Peach scoffed, taking up a stance with her dukes up. Chompette sized her up a moment before she jerked on her chain again. Peach's legs were braced firmly enough that she wasn't taken off her feet again, but the chain tensed up beneath her. It had been strategically hooked on various cobblestones, gargoyles and torches so that it formed a web-like grid around the rooftop, tightening the chain as it shot up between Peach's legs. She gasped as the chain links started to grind into her crotch, stunning her long enough that Chompette could swing her hands forward. The chains at her wrists extended and wrapped around her body, pinning her arms to her sides and starting to squeeze her tits together.

"My meals should sit still," Chompette said, flashing a hungry grin. She flicked one of the interlocked chains, making Peach gasp as it vibrated  against her crotch. She was powerless to escape it, the iron chains holding her just as tightly as they were meant to on the beastly woman. She grinned wider and drooled through her thick, shark-like teeth as she stepped through the web of chains. Chompette had no real grace or care to her approach, making her constantly bump against the other chains. They would always make the web twitch, crushing or grinding her breasts while pushing them deeper into the wet crotch of Peach's panties.

"Come on... let me go," Peach muttered, her unwilling arousal taking the bite out of her demand. Chompette just smiled and ran a fat tongue over Peach's face. Even in her predicament, the uninvited slurp still made her whole body tingle after so much teasing.

"I like it when my food's pretty," Chompette chirped. She lowered herself to her knees, running her tongue down between Peach's breasts and over her stomach. Peach bit her lip, trying to will herself to break out as Chompette reached her final destination. She gave a long lick up Peach's crotch, her tongue rubbing between the chain and her soaking wet panties. Peach squeaked quietly, biting back a scream but unable to keep herself from cumming over Chompette's probing tongue.

"Tastes like peaches!" Chompette gushed as Peach gushed over her tongue, wincing as she orgasmed in shame from the forced stimulus. "Good juicy meat! I bet I can make this meal last for days!"

"Let go... you dirty psycho," Peach grunted, but she was even weaker after that shaking outburst.

"Oh I definitely won't be doing that." Chompette gave a cracking laugh when Peach saw a shadow fall over her head She glanced up to see... an orange thong up someone's skirt.

"Then allow me!" Daisy dropped from above, undoing her parasol so that she landed firmly on top of Chompette's head. The reddish-brown-haired princess stomped hard enough on her with her high heels that Chompette's face smacked into the stoney roof. Her lowered head loosened up the chains, several of them popping loose and Peach able to free herself. She leapt back and flashed Daisy a grin.

"Good to see you, neighbor," Peach greeted her. Sarasaland was a friendly desert country nearby, so the two had gotten to be quite friendly with each other.

"Good to see you naked after all these years," Daisy laughed, making Peach blush. She hopped off of Chompette's head, flashing another glimpse of her thong. She was dressed in a sleeveless shirt and a high skirt, something Peach felt like she'd be more at home playing tennis or waiting tables at a dubious bar. "I was on my way over for a visit when I saw Bowsette's fucked up clown thing. I thought she had you, but when I saw Mario in there, I thought I'd stop on by."

"Good call. Appreciate it." Peach nodded towards their foe as Chompette stood back up, shaking her head dizzily. "Let's take care of her first before we catch up. Watch your step, and don't get caught in her chains."

"Yea that looked pretty apparent." Chompette got back up and dove at them, but they both lunged out of the way. She whipped her wrist chains at either of them, but Peach jumped up and pinned it to the ground. Daisy slipped aside and let it wrap around a torch instead. Both of the princesses rushed in while her arms were busy and jump kicked her in the chest, flattening her breasts and sending her tumbling towards the edge. She caught the stone again and snapped her teeth at Daisy, but she popped out her parosel and shoved it into Chompette's mouth. She choked for a moment before crunching down the extended umbrella, too busy chewing that up when Peach charged at her.

"Now that you're mouth's full... how about some dessert!? Peach Bomber!" Peach leapt and turned away from her, slamming her butt into Chompette's face. There was a loud clang as Peach's wet, lacey pink panties smacked into Chompette's face, hearts flashing in front of her eyes before she went tumbling off the castle walls. The chain went slithering after her, the princesses careful to step aside and not get caught up in it. The last link snagged onto one of the gargoyles shaped like a more monstrous Bowsette, leaving the chomp dangling over the edge by her collar.

"Is she gonna be okay?" Daisy asked, wincing over the edge at the hanging fanged woman.

"Ack! This is kinda hot!" Chompette gasped. Peach worried for a moment, but he kept on gagging and gasping for another minute. The creature didn't seem to be actually breathing, just enjoying the choking.

"She's fine," Peach huffed, turning away just as Chompette writhed and squealed as she squirted into the moat from beneath her ratty dress. "The fort's empty. Let's just leave her here and go rescue Mario."

"You mean your boyyyyfriend?" Daisy teased, hands on her hips and smiling knowingly.

"He's not my boyfriend!" Peach snapped. "Not at all! He's just a hero to my people!"

"Really? Bitch, you work slow," Daisy smirked. "But whatever you say. Here. I brought a spare." Daisy threw Peach a bundle of clothes from a pack she hadn't noticed before.

Peach caught the pink skirt and tank top, frowning at them. "Maybe I'll just sew up my other clothes..."

"Your call, but you can't save your hero looking like that." Peach looked down and it properly hit her that she was naked except for her cum-soaked panties. She hurried to throw on the fresh outfit.

"There! Fine! Maybe I'll find somewhere to change later. Let's just get going!"

Bowsette flew away on her clown head, catching up with her airship that was already on its way back to her kingdom. The clown was faster, but definitely smaller and harder to control. She had more than a few bumps and low flights along the way, leaving a trail of occasional wreckage that made her easier to follow.

It was what caused the rumbling in a large cave below her escape route...

"I'll get that Mario yet!" barked a low and angry woman's voice. She paced around the cave, her wide hips and big stomach jigglin almost as much as her huge breasts. She wore a set of purple overalls over her yellow shirt, and even the straps of the overalls weren't far enough apart to fully contain her swelling rack. A large and straight nose was obviously a focus on her broad face, short dark hair still hanging messily around her eyes. "What do you think he's into these days?" Waria demanded. "Golf? Business? Board games? Hardcore soccer? I'll beat him in all of them that jerk!"

"Uh huh." Waluina nodded wearily. She was most of the way through a six-pack, the scrawny partner in crime nodding off and coming back periodically on their beat up sofa. Waria was more into the rivalry thing than she was, and she just liked causing trouble. She was Waria's opposite, her face narrow and pronounced while her body was too long and scrawny with hardly noticeable breasts. Waria had a crush on Mario in the old days, but after being turned down she dedicated herself to showing him that she was too good for him anyway! It just happened to involve a lot of convoluted plans, dirty tricks, and stress eating... "Why don't you just go get a bunch of money? Does he like...?" Waluina took another swig of her beer. "Like... get picked up by all those rich chicks? He's always saving that princess what's her name from that queen of whoever."

"Good idea, sis!" Waria cracked her knuckles, making her pudgy arms bulge. Despite her soft looks, she was packing a ton of muscle from all her dedicated practice and adventuring of her own. "You always have the best plans!"

"Well there's this one where I get to hypnotize the world with my sexy dance moves..." Waluina muttered.

"Okay you SOMETIMES have the best plans," Waria corrected. She dug around in her old treasure chest where she horded the loot from her various adventures. "Aha! Here she is!" The pudgy woman held up a small gold statue of a posing naked lady. "The totem of Coinsamelia! The legends say she'll always point the way to the nearest mountain of treasure! All we need to do-"

The cave rumbled suddenly. Waria stumbled and dropped the statue, smashing it to bits on the floor. She stared at it, her broad face turning red with anger. She hurried out of their cave/apartment, seeing the flying clown head and the crowned figure veering back upward. "That... that royal bitch!" she growled, veins bulging in her forehead and thick biceps. "I'll get her for this!"

"Yea, you do that," Waluina yawned. "Do that petty revenge thing you do."

"Thanks for the support, sis! Now FUCK this scrawny little cunt!" Waria went charging into the woods at top speed after the one she blamed for her latest failure. They were heading right for the seaside, which some knew better as World 2...