Peach's Escape
(Author Note: Hey everyone, its been a while, but finally made something, I unfortunately lost a mostly complete sequel to the WoW story I had as well as a bunch of story-planning and a whole mess of ideas thanks to a dead drive. Back up those files ladies and gentlemen! Let me know how you like it.)
While out on a picnic in the peaceful Mushroom Kingdom, Princess Peach has (once again) been captured by her arch nemesis Bowser. She awakens in a dark and dank prison cell, once more awaiting rescue from her hero.
The last of the golden sunlight filtered through the bars of a stone prison cell as its occupant stirred into consciousness. The woman's bright fuchsia and light pink was the only color in the dank gray of her prison cell. She rubbed her eyes and yawned, her long eyelashes opening as her azure blue eyes took in her predicament. The princess of the Mushroom Kingdom, Princess Peach, was once more captured by her enemy Bowser.
"Ugh, again?" She sighed as she rose to her feet. It was not an unfamiliar sight, the black iron bars of a jail cell in another one of Bowser's medieval castles. Situations like this were being wearily predictable and this time she was in no mood; Peach fussed with her golden locks to dislodge a bobby pin, a tool she had been practicing with for this predicament, and reached through the bars to try to disengage the lock to her prison cell. After about ten minutes of frustrated jiggling of the small piece of metal her cell door creaks open on its rusty hinges, making the princess cringe as the sound is uncomfortably loud in the silent room. She froze in her tracks, one hand squeezing the cold iron still while the seconds stretched in time with the thundering beats of her heart. Minutes passed, but nothing came to investigate the ruckus her escape was causing. With a deep breath she exited the cell and opened the heavy wood door into a featureless stone hallway.
Peach scurried through the hallway, sulking into the shadows and open doorways as she heard the shuffling steps of Koopas on patrol; the chest-height minions of her arch enemy oblivious to her escape thankfully. While she waited for a cluster to pass, she took in the room that she'd escaped into; it was oddly hexagonal in design, the stone walls surrounding a single pedestal with a green and yellow speckled egg with an almost turtle-shell like texture. Immediately thinking it was one of the Yoshi eggs Bowser was so fond of kidnapping, the princess didn't hesitate to grab it, clutching it close to her breast as she returned to the hallway and scurried down as she tried to escape the labyrinth. As her cautious escape neared its first hour the princess had to sit and rest, her body was overheating and she was forced to (very embarrassingly) shed her large fuchsia and pink dress. The princess' face was cherry red as she was now clad only in her frilly pink bra, panties, garter belt and stockings; if any Koopa were to find her, she'd probably die of embarrassment.
As she neatly folded her dress and cradled the egg in her arms the princess continued, but her body kept getting hotter as she continued. Each step became harder for her, streams of sweat dripped down her luscious body until finally she could take no more and stopped once more somewhere discrete before she examined herself and was mortified to find her panties sopping wet with "sweat". As she reached down to wring out the material her thumb accidentally brushed her clitoris and she almost doubled over in the semi-violent lightning strike of pleasure that surged through her body. Her legs trembled and she slid down the wall as she fell onto her curvaceous rear, carelessly dropping her dress with the egg safely sitting on top in front of her. The virgin princess, so innocent to the desires of the flesh, repeated the motion and groaned with pleasure as she rubbed her button through the drenched material. Her rosy nipples pushed against the thin material of her bra as she shuddered and moaned from the sensations; hungry for more Peach thoughtlessly tugged down her soaked underwear and plunged a few fingers into her honey-leaking canal. The hallway was a chorus of lewd wet squelching noises accompanied by the princess' adorable squeaking moans. Her bra was popped open and her lewdly hard nipple was being gripped and twisted with her forefinger and thumb while the bottom three fingers groped at her breast.
Even with all her ministrations, she could not go over the peak she was desperately trying to overcome; she started to grow desperate for release as her eyes scanned for anything bigger than her fingers. Her searching eyes found the gleaming shell of green and yellow and without a thought she squatted over the ostrich egg sized object and lowered her leaking virgin pussy onto the hard shell. The princess, blind in her lust, didn't think it odd that her weight should've shattered the shell of a normal egg but this one was firm and even, for lack of a better word, almost rubbery with an almost imperceptible give. Peach groaned with the effort as the shell stretched her virgin canal, and as painful as it should've been the woman felt nothing but bliss as it slid deeper into her body. After she had inserted two thirds of its size the princess started to "ride" the egg, her hand feverishly rubbing her painfully swollen pleasure bud as her hips thrust up and down while the turtle-shell like texture stimulated every pleasurable nerve inside her body. Up and down her body went, her firm CC cup breasts bobbing in tune with her riding motions, her juices puddled around her while the tip of the egg pushed and stretched her cervix open, her tongue lolled out with her eyes glazed over in the hurricane of pleasure she was weathering. The girl's furious riding made her knees buckle and right as she was about to finally crest her orgasm they gave out and she fell flat on the floor, pushing the egg entirely inside of her, her muscles reflexively clenched and the egg slid suddenly into her womb. Stars exploded across her vision as she, forgetting where she was, screamed out in an earthshaking orgasm as she went prone and shuddered with the aftershocks as unconsciousness overtook her....
While Princess Peach slumbered the egg, activated by the wet heat of her womb, started to dissolve into a thick yellowish goo and began to absorb into the spongy flesh of her thirsty womb. The overbearing sexual frenzy the princess had satisfied began to build again as in her sleep her body writhed as her thighs rubbed lewdly together. She awoke with a groggy start, her body on fire as every nerve in her body begged for attention, which of course, she did comply with her fingers pumping in and out of her shamefully stretched hole. No relief came even after twenty minutes; even with her entire fist pumping in and out of herself as she lay on her back with her legs wrapped around her head in a position no princess should be found. So oblivious and obsessed with her burning desire to satisfy her lust the princess failed to hear the patrol rounding the corner, standing in silence as the famously chaste princess of the Mushroom Kingdom was fist-fucking her sloppy hole and filling the castle with her grunt and frustrated moans. The red-shelled captain of the guard approached and wordlessly gripped her wrist, pulling it out with a squelch. This brought the princess out of her shock, her mouth opened as she began to try to bluster out an feeble excuse, but the foot and a half uncut scaled erection of the Koopa trooper was enough to keep her silence.
"P-please..." was all she could utter as she wrenched her wrist away and gripped both of her asscheeks, stretching them out to expose her dripping and quivering sex lips to the trooper. The throbbing head, peaking out below a thick layer of foreskin, rubbed against the slick wetness of the princess' abused pussy before he obliged her by thrusting in all the way to slamming her cervix with thickness that rivaled the egg she'd pleasured herself with. Peach's eyes rolled back into her head as she drooled with pleasure, her fingers digging into the pillowy flesh of her curvaceous ass cheeks as the Koopa trooper begin his vigorous and needful thrusting. The walls of the castle seemed to thunder with each thrust as her head slammed into the stone, now wet from her sweat and sexual fluids, her voice crying out senseless and shameless proclamations for how great every inch of the reptile's cock felt inside of her sinful body. Peach's body shuddered as orgasm after breath-stealing orgasm shot through every nerve attached to her lust-addled brain, her wet canal squeezing and milking the reptile's uncut girth as it thrust in every depth of her very core. A full hour passed as the princess found herself pressed against the cool wall, her hard nipples pressed into it as her legs wobbled; she was held up only by the strong arms of the trooper as he jack hammered his swollen member deep into the princess' dripping cunt. With one final, shuddering push he bottomed out and his cock erupted what felt like a liter of thick cum directly into her sinful womb, copious amounts of his seed dribbled between them. His deed complete, the trooper released her, and she shakily slid down the wall and was left exhausted in the pool of both their sexual fluids. Peach rolled onto her ass, her body filthy with evidence of their mating as she basked in the afterglow, her face a few inches from his semi-hard cock that was saturated with their fluids.
The thundering from their mating seemed to continue to her ears, she didn't even question the sense of it as she bent forward and swallowed his length, slurping up the salty-tangy taste of their coupling as she cleaned him. The thundering stopped as she looked up with half lidded eyes at the towering figure of the muscle-bound titan that was the trooper's king; Bowser had her in his grasp yet again and her escape was a failure.
"Well, aren't we having fun? Didn't think you had it in you princess, if you'd be more honest maybe your virginity could've been given to a king instead of a lowly trooper my dear...." he boomed at her, despite losing a chance at her virginity the King of the Koopas didn't seem particularly bothered. Maybe because he had noticed that special egg he'd been saving for her was mysteriously missing.
The trooper's cock pulled out of her mouth as the trooper backed away from the couple, freeing up her lips for speech. "I.. it wasn't me, you've cast some kind of spell on me you fiend!" she spat at him, her chest swelling with defiance even with her naked body coated in a shameful substance of her coupling.
"Oh my dear, I know exactly what it was you took, you've cast... well, it's not a spell, but it might as well have been. You've done this to yourself, and you've spoiled the surprise! I was saving that for our wedding night; perhaps I could've showed you how to use it properly, but this should be very interesting..." he jeered at the disgraced princess, reveling in the way her face twisted from surprise to shame at his revelation.
The curvaceous princess opened her mouth to speak, but grunted in surprise as she felt a strange pressure emanating from her crotch. Ignoring her audience the princess spread her legs and moaned in surprise as she saw her severely swollen clit, it had grown to about the size of her thumb and was elongating as though invisible fingers were tugging it. Simultaneously deep inside her midsection she felt something large sliding back out of her pussy, the feeling making her walls twitch and squeeze as the trooper's creamy seed flowed freely into an obscene puddle between her legs. Some kind of instinct overtook her as she got onto her hands and feet in a crab-walk pose with her back pressed against the stone, she started to "push" with her inner muscles while they trembled from the sensation of her clitoris extending and thickening. Whatever was inside her seemed to be stuck at the entrance to her pussy and refusing to move further, she grunted and cried out as she painfully bore down with her muscles and her labia fused just in time to catch a large egg-sized testicle that was soon joined by another one. She blinked in confusion and disbelief as she now had a pseudo ball sack, her clitoris morphing before her eyes as it stood out erect, a solid foot and at least six inches thick. One more weird instinct overtook her balls as she felt something shooting up her new length, her eyes squeezed close as a sudden blinding orgasm overtook her senses as the tip of her clit morphed into a bulbous mushroom shape and "flowered" open as the raw pink head appeared peaking out of a foreskin similar to the trooper's uncircumcised cock. A stream of milky white cum arched in front of her and she fell back onto her ass, her body itching all over as her pale white skin began to turn pink and she rolled onto her side as it started to bloat.
Her breath came out in short gasps as her body expanded, her breasts swelling to a generous GG cup but sagging down with their weight. Her soft pink flesh morphed into pink scales, her belly ballooning out into a form that'd match an eight month pregnant woman as her height increased to about a foot shorter than the King Bowser. Her back clenched with pain and she rolled again onto her stomach, a large fuchsia turtle shell growing until it matched the man who has imprisoned her with a matching spikeless tail that stretched out underneath it above her ass. Bowser stepped forth and pulled the fallen princess up, his hand rubbing the exhausted now-turtle now-male's face with glee. He licked his lips as he examined her at the end of her transformation. She was a foot shorter than he was, her GG cup breasts with their very large fuchsia nipples sagging just above her large bloated stomach. Below that beautiful belly was a flaccid foot long uncut cock, its tip still dribbling her seed down onto her ostrich egg sized testicles. Her head was free of any horns and her poofy golden hair had turned a mesmerizing fuchsia that matched the shell on her back. Her ass had grown to fit her new form, obscenely large even for her new body.
"Will you accept my marriage proposal now? I promise you a life of nothing but pleasure my 'princess'. You'll want for nothing but my length and my brood. Forget that inept plumber and his moronic brother, this is your new life now..." King Koopa sweetly whispered as he stroked her new scales.
"I..." Peach began as she opened her mouth to speak.
< One Month Later >
The castle was abustle with activity as various minions of Bowser scurried from place to place. Today was the big day. Decorations adorned the walls of pink and green, cheering up the dreary décor of the castle. A fuchsia shelled turtle-woman in a long flowing semi-transparent white wedding dress slowly walked up the chapel doors. Everyone's heads turned as she entered, her pink scaly cheeks blushed as hushed gasps echoed through the room, her wedding dress did nothing to hide the details of her transformed body; her low-cut dress was practically bursting with her unsupported breasts while her stiffening tea saucer sized nipples pressed against the fabric. As she walked her sheer panties, again very visible, were lewdly bulging with her mashed length and balls with her massive thighs contained in matching sheer stockings. At the altar one of Bowser's magicians stood as priest with the king himself at his side. Bowser's chest puffed with pride as his new bride strode forward, he didn't show a single ounce of shame as he stood there naked, save for a stylish top hat, with his cock twitching a few times as he admired his bride's ensemble. He barely paid attention to the babbling of the "priest" as he married to the two of them, only affirming his intention to marry Peach with a yes.
"I now pronounce you man and uh... wife..? You may kiss the bride" the magician said, backing well away as he knew this was not a union any ordinary kiss would seal.
Peach got on her knees and held the soft foot and half length of her new husband. She kissed the velvety mushroom tip of his exposed glans before sucking on it in front of the entire congregation. Bowser growled with satisfaction and his cock twitched and grew, hissing out with pleasure as his new wife swirled her tongue around his foreskin. When he was fully erect at his three foot long and 10 inch thick size he gently pushed her off and lifted her, his thumb tucking into her pre-cum soaked panties as he pulled them down roughly and pressed the tender virgin rosebud of her asshole onto his steadily precumming cockhead. His bride pushed her breasts out of her dress, mashing one into his face as she wrapped her legs around his waist and breathed into his ear. "Take me, my husband, my king!"
He obliged his bride, both hands on her hips as he roughly pulled her down, his royal cock entering his new queen's ass for the first time. Luckily for Peach, Bowser had been quite excited for this event and the pre-slickened head of his cock slipped easily enough inside without too much discomfort. He suckled one of her large nipples, biting it roughly as his strong arms rocked her ass up and down on his gargantuan scaly cock. Her cock twitched and dribbled her fluids mashed between them as the hot length was thrust and rubbed against her new prostate, her bottom lip tucked firmly under her front teeth as she grunted and whimpered with pleasure. Getting a little rougher with his bride he starts to slam her body up and down, each slam making her smaller member twitch with pleasure as her large balls tense a little bit. The entire congregation watches, enraptured by the mating ritual of their King, a few less disciplined troopers are stroking their erections at the display. "Now, ride your king my queen!" Bowser explains, releasing his queen back to her feet and sitting on the center of the chapel, center stage with his pre-slicked cock standing straight up.
Queen Peach stands above him, unzipping the side of her dress and letting it fall to their side, her eyes half-lidded as the eroticism of the event has overridden any shame she might have had. "Witness our union my new kingdom! I am your queen and your king is my master!" she cries out to the crowd before she squats down onto the head of her king. She proved her devotion to her king as her thick ass eagerly accepted his length, with one slam of her ass onto his lap she'd taken his full length. Her body was a blur, her hands cupping her massive bust as she roughly squeezed and groped the ample scaley tit-flesh, small spurts of her pre sprayed onto the floor of the chapel in front of them and she cried out with pleasure and made several professions of how much she needed her king's seed. The two climaxed together as all bear witness, Bowser gripping his queen's sides and thrusting her back down to rest on his lap while his thick girthy cock throbbed while pumping a solid liter of cum inside of her ass. His queen's orgasm was less spectacular, it stood stiffly in front of her with a steady and voluminous stream of cum as she had her first "bitch orgasm" that was typical of a prostate-only orgasm. The audience exploded in applause as she kissed her king in their post coital bliss....
<< Three months later >>
Deep within Bowser's castle in one of his secret chambers Queen Peach was sitting with half her body submerged in a warm pool of water. Her bloated HH cup breasts' saucer sized nipples were crimson-fuschia with a steady stream of her royal milk draining out. Her belly, half exposed over the water, expanded out to nearly double its original transformed size with a rune of an egg with a strange symbol in the middle of it glowing dimly in the room. Her mouth was occupied by her husband's throbbing cock, her eyes closed as the only sounds that filled the dim room were the soft dripping of water on stone and the ravenous slurping she was making around his member. Her king cooed softly to his queen "That's it my love, I think you'll enjoy this; that magician promised it wouldn't be painful, just nurse your king's mighty rod while you do your task...." Her midsection tightened and she continued to worship Bowser's thick scaly cock, her only confirmation of what he said was a pleasurable grunt as she began to lay her master's brood. She raised her legs out of the pool and her erection bobbed lightly, she grimaced with a minor discomfort as she felt a foot wide egg start to travel down her anal tract. Her prostate was mushed as the shell passed causing a small stream of milky cum dribbled up and down her uncut cock. She released his cock to loudly moan and her claws digging into the ground as she pushed the egg out and into the pool.
"Good my queen, that's just the first! Another eleven and we're all done my sweet Peach." Bowser said to her as he positioned himself in a squat above her head. "Now, finish your royal duties"
King Koopa thrust his cock down the throat of Queen Peach, roughly face fucking his wife's face as she laid his eggs. Peach was absolutely in bliss, loving the feeling of her husband's member in her suckling throat and the chain of large eggs making their way through her body. Her body shuddered and convulsed as the second more easily slid down her body, her testicles retracting as another mind-melting orgasm drained her reserves. As the hours passed of face-fucking and egg-laying the Queen's pool was thick with her cum and milk and a healthy clutch of eleven eggs. The last one popped out right as Bowser growled and ground his crotch into her nose, his cock twitching like mad as it pulsed burst after burst of cum down her throat. He pulled out and his dazed wife barely had the strength to lick him clean of his creamy gooey cum. She had become quite the addict to the taste, a plus to be sure for the lascivious king. His strong arms pulled her out of the water and carried her to a another, much cleaner and warmer, pool; he sat down first before he pulled her down into his lap in a loving embrace. Queen Peach curled in his grip, nestling her head into his chin. "I'm so glad you finally captured me Bowser..." she whispered before dozing off into a deep sleep.
Bowser could only smile and kiss his queen, it was the first of his brood and she had done brilliantly. In his mind he thought about how his queen would feel about him making her cousin, Daisy, his mistress to aid his quest; but that's business for another day. For now he just basked in the afterglow of their coupling in the breeding pools that would form his army....