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Phytoerotic Asphyxiation	By : JayDee Category: +S through Z > Super Mario Brothers Views: 8372 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Super Mario Bros or Super Mario Land. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Content Codes: ChallengeFic, Complete, Contro, F/F, MCD, Nec, Oneshot, Oral, PWP, Rape, Solo, WS, Xeno
Disclaimer: This story contains content that should not be read by people underneath the age of 21. It is 100% fiction and has no bearing on reality whatsoever. 100% fiction means real life rape is WRONG. The author does not condone illegal and immoral actions described. If you feel rape in the real world is a good thing, bend over in a prison and whistle dixie. While I'm disclaiming, racism, homophobia and other bigotry of any kind are also really fucking stupid. I don’t own Super Mario Bros, Super Mario Land or any characters and make no profit from this story. Please read the story codes above to ensure that you are not going to be offended by, or otherwise dislike, the content. This was written for the prompts Daisy, Delight, Damp.
It was a dangerous game for a Princess to play.
Though the trained Piranha Plant had always loosened its coil when she gave the signal or passed out, Daisy still took her life in her hands every time she submitted to it. Alone in her guest chambers at the Mushroom Kingdom palace, Daisy pulled off her dress and slid her damp panties down. The eyeless plant reacted to her scent. It extended its extra long stalk from the low green pipe set in the floor, opened its wide, toothy mouth and licked through her thick bush.
The Princess's body ached with the need for a powerful orgasm. One she could only obtain close to death. Naked, but for sparkly high-heeled shoes, she humped wantonly against the deadly plant’s tongue, felt the smooth sap mix with her own juices. No matter how long it licked she always stayed frustratingly far from her peak. When she could wait no longer, Daisy pushed the bright red ‘head’ of the flower away. She knelt beside the wide pipe and stretched her regal neck forwards.
Only the eager girl’s panting broke the silence as the plant head lowered, and then looped its stalk carefully around her neck. The green ‘skin’ felt more like a vine as it slid over her pale flesh, and then rose again. Daisy’s eyes widened as she felt the plant constrict her throat. She was never as wet as when the breath was choked from her body.
The plant’s grip grew tighter still. The lustful eyes bugged out from her pretty face as milky skin flushed purple around them. Daisy’s tongue poked between her lips. Crazy with arousal, she reached for her pussy, slipped two fingers inside and...
“Poor Daisy died accidently fulfilling her perverted lusts. Yes, I will humbly become Princess of Sarasaland in her place!”
Peach’s voice sounded distant through the roaring in Daisy’s ears. She yanked her hand free and urgently hammered the release signal on the sides of the pipe. The plant squeezed tighter in response, and she knew then it was no game. She doubted she’d live long enough to find how her plant had been corrupted. She couldn’t even plead for mercy as the blonde stepped into view with the cruellest expression Daisy had ever seen. Peach was as naked as she, and fingered herself roughly as she gazed into her rival’s tear-clouded eyes.
Daisy’s head felt as if it might burst. She was going to die for real. The thought... excited her. In her fogged mind Daisy decided to chase the ultimate pleasure. She reached one hand back between her legs, found her clit; so good. The other she pressed inside, fingering deeply. Lungs burning, heart hammering, the asphyxiating Princess frigged furiously. The pain, the fear, the lack of oxygen, all enhanced her pleasure. She felt her bladder release, squirting hotly across her hands, splashing loudly across the cold tiled floor.
“You filthy animal. Use my palace floor as a toilet, will you? Only I may do that! See how you like this!”
Peach squatted close to Daisy’s darkly flushed face. She spread her thick blonde bush before the dying Princess’ eyes and released. The hot stream caught Daisy right in the mouth. The further degradation, used as a urinal, with piss flooding back over her tongue and down her chin almost sent Daisy over the edge. Her legs spasmed, kicked backwards. She slid in her own yellow pool and landed on her hands, held up against the pipe by the plant around her throat. Still fingering desperately, she wanted to come one last time before she died.
She barely even felt it as Peach grabbed a handful of her sweat drenched hair, and ground herself against her face. The tears, drool and piss gave the depraved blonde a slick ride as she rubbed herself against the girl’s protruding tongue.
Daisy’s last thoughts had no place for shame, or regret. Starved fatally of oxygen, her neural pathways exploded with one final, glorious burst of delight as her failing fingers brought her off. She rubbed spastically against her clit as pain and pleasure became indistinguishable from oblivion. Her body twitched in the plant’s coil as her bowel voided; a final stinking indignity for the dead Princess that drove Peach over the edge. She moaned long and hard, gripping Daisy’s head in white-knuckled fingers as she squirted across her distorted features. There was no pain for Peach; only sadistic satisfaction from an orgasm taken at the death of another. She’d wanted to kill Daisy since the day Mario rescued her. Once she knew how Daisy liked to pleasure herself, it had been too easy. Easier than drowning that bitch Pauline in the palace cesspool. She released her grip on the twitching corpse. Peach smiled, at total peace with herself, and turned away.
“A lakitu! How long have you been there?”
She was truly shocked. She reflexively covered her pussy and breasts, and tried to hide Daisy’s body behind her ass. Holding its camera in one hand, the flying koopa played a recording of Bower’s voice from a speaker with the other.
“I know what you did to all of those girls, Princess Peach. I know what you plan today. Once the people see what you’ve done, nobody will want you to rule, not even the plumbers. None will object to my assuming power. They won’t know I could have saved Daisy. It was my Piranha Plant originally!”
Bowser’s laugh echoed through the guest chambers, amplified over the sound of Daisy’s head bumping against the floor. The Piranha Plant coiled around Peach’s neck, and began to descend back into the sewer pipe. Her scream was choked off as her writhing body and frantically kicking legs were broadcast silently across the kingdom. Choked just like Daisy, Peach grabbed desperately for the lip of the pipe, held on for a second, and then her wet hands slipped away.
The final frame: her weakly kicking feet dragged into the dark.

A/N: This chapter written for AFF forum biweekly prompts 215 - damp, daisy, delight.
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