This choice: A slice of cake for Peach • Go Back...Chapter #3A slice of cake for Peach by: Ninten   Mario himself felt rather gooey, not exactly a liquid, but not a hard solid either. And there was a heavy object weighing on top of him that pressed into his body with its weight. He'd need some help if he was gonna get out of this one.
As the plumber assessed his situation, he saw someone entering the gym's break room. It was Princess Peach! Mario was extremely relieved to see someone he knew. Peach had helped him plenty of times before, surely she'd get him out of whatever situation he was in now. She was not dressed in her usual regal attire, but an outfit more sensible for working out in. She wore pink yoga pants and a white tank top with a sports bra underneath. Her hair was tied in a ponytail and she wore a pair of old-looking white sneakers with worn out pink treads. Usually her Toads would make sure she always looked presentable in public, but this was a gym for the best fighters in the world, she had no need to play the princess role there. Peach grabbed a towel off the rack and began wiping down the immense amount of sweat on her body. Mario almost found himself drooling at the woman's curvy figure.
"P-Princess! Princess Peach! It's-a-me! Mario! Over here!!"
She seemed confused at Mario's words seemingly coming from nowhere and looked around the empty room.
"M-Mario? Where are you?" the princess worriedly called out.
"I'm-a down here, on the table!"
Peach walked over to the break room's table and saw a wide assortment of neatly arranged and delicious-looking dishes. The dishes ranged from mushroom pâté to tanuki udon, and even unagi sushi! But the thing that caught Peach's eye the most was a lovely piece of strawberry shortcake that laid perfectly pleasant on a fine piece of china. It even had a cute red strawberry and whipped cream on top!
The princess was delighted, who could have brought this in? Everything left in the break room was usually meant to be shared between the fighters, so she wouldn't have to feel bad about eating it. Though she was watching her calories... Recently, she overheard a few Toads making some rather astute observations about the size of her rear... Aww heck, what's one little piece of cake? Peach grabbed a dessert fork and knife and waltzed over to the plate containing her delicious treat.
Peach lowered the knife into the cake and cut a triangular piece off from the tip. This end piece had a delightful dollop of whipped cream on it. Meanwhile, Mario was mortified at what was happening.
"Princess! I-I'm-a the cake! Don't-a eat me!!" he pleaded as Peach raised him towards her mouth.
"...? Mario...? Is that really you...? How are you... a piece of cake?" the peachy princess wondered.
"I don't-a know... It must have been that weird mushroom I ate... B-but anyways, ya gotta help-a me!"
The princess gave a skeptical look at the piece of cake trapped on her fork. She was really craving sweets right now, and she was so tired from her gym session. Her body needed these calories (well, that and a shower). Plus, Mario had gotten out of jams like this before, she recalled a time when they were all swallowed by Bowser. Surely if he really wanted to he could get out of this as well, Peach reasoned.
"Hmm... sorry Mario. You just look too good! Hehe~" with a delightful giggle that would make any plumber swoon, Peach opened up her mouth and placed the piece of cake on her tongue. The princess proceeded to do this with the rest of the cake, easily gobbling it all inside her within a minute. All the while ignoring Mario's pleas for help.
Mario experienced the feeling of being inserted into Peach's mouth over and over as his senses were spread across the entire cut up cake. Back to back he would be pressed up against the princess' luscious pink lips, slurped up by her tongue, mashed to goo by her teeth, and swallowed down her gullet. He experienced falling down her throat into her stomach seven different times. And when it was all over, and he was laying in Peach's dark stomach, that same strawberry came falling back down on top of him, also reduced to a pile of chewed up goo.
"I hate to admit it Mario, but you were absolutely delicious! Hands down the best strawberry shortcake I've ever eaten! I guess this might be considered payback for all the cake I've made you over the years, hehe~"
The princess giggled to herself and rubbed her belly. Mario had stopped complaining a while ago and seemed to accept his fate, but now the princess wondered what he would do trapped within her. But she knew he'd find a way.
Deep inside the pit of Peach's stomach, inside the mashed up soggy cake laying in the corner, Mario sat pondering what to do...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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