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Princess Peach’s cheerful and straightforward way of thinking made her a perfect candidate to be monarch of the magical Mushroom Kingdom. However, when travelling to other realms, this quality of take-it-as-you-see-it optimism, mixed with a heavy dose of naivety, could get her into trouble. One such incident occurred during her vacation in the human world, the original birthplace of her longtime friend Mario. This is the story of that event, the details of which have become legend throughout the multiverse.

Not normally one for exercise, the increasing number of tennis, golf, go-karting and other competitive pursuits to which she kept getting invited convinced Peach that she should venture outside her castle and pay a visit to one of the “gyms” she’d heard so much about. Dressed in her pink shorts, cute pink runners, and pink tank-top with giant and inconvenient blue crystal inlaid in the front, she made cute grunting and exhaling noises through an extremely non-grueling workout consisting of 1 pound weights and treadmill walking.

“Whew!” she chirped, wiping her brow extravagantly even though she hadn’t started to sweat at all. “Going to a gym in the human world is hard!” Despite the alleged rigorous nature of her ‘workout’, she was wearing her crown atop her unmussed hair. “One more five minute walk on that moving conveyor machine and I’ll be all finished!” Her bright blue eyes beamed with pride. She would have to recommend that Mario also visit a gym. Though ageless, he had always been a bit pudgy around the edges. Peach, on the other hand, was as shapely as she’d been in 1985, a fact betrayed by her sporty attire. She managed to make it through the five minute walk, passing the time by thinking about new umbrellas she might like to purchase.

It was when she stepped off of the treadmill that things took an odd turn. Unaccustomed to segregated change rooms, gyms, or, really, human-world facilities of any kind, Princess Peach walked nonchalantly into the men’s locker area at the gym. Whistling and strolling across the tile, she was soon surrounded by a large number of incredulous, athletic men wearing towels or less. They all seemed to tower over her!

“This room has a peculiar smell,” she commented, searching around for a towel with which to mop her brow. “It’s like someone left some fungus in the cellar too long.” Men gasped as she leaned past two stark-naked athletes to take a towel from a nearby bench.

“Is this bitch crazy?” someone commented. “Lady, don’t you know that this is the men’s locker room?”

Peach, surrounded by at least eight nearly-nude men, simply put a regal finger to her chin and looked up and to the right, thinking hard. “Is that bad?” she asked. The men closed in on her, forming a closing circle of rock-hard abs, muscled thighs, and chiseled chests. “I’m not from around here. I’m Princess Peach, from the Mushroom Kingdom!” She offered a wide smile.

“Shit, is this the dumb bitch who’s dating that fat Italian plumber?” came a voice from the back. “She’s hot as fuck!” There was a murmur of agreement, and large, turgid penises in a variety of skin colors and textures began to rise around Peach in all directions.

“I might not be a plumber, but she can fuckin’ clean out my pipes if she wants,” a muscled jock murmured to a companion. Peach, for her part, seemed blissfully unaware of the rising sexual tension in the room, and continued to smile her sweet smile at her “new friends”. She would certainly have to tell Mario that she’d met some nice men the next time she saw him!

“Well, if you’re from the Mushroom Kingdom, maybe you can handle OUR mushrooms,” came a cajoling voice. Large, spongy cockheads began to encircle Peach’s face, each one with a long shaft as thick as her arm and a pair of massive, indecently-sized balls. “It’s an emergency.”

Peach put a hand to her mouth. “Oh no!” she gasped, glancing around at the ring of engorged dicks. “These mushrooms look completely swollen, veiny, misshapen and gross! It’s some sort of strange disease!”

“Only you can cure it, princess!” one of the men said, earnestly, obviously trying not to laugh. “You need to use your mouth to drain all the white stuff from these… uh… evil growths, and we’ll be totally free of this curse,or whatever!”

Peach took a deep breath, and looked determined. “For the sake of peace between our two worlds,” she announced importantly, “I’ll do it!”

There were approving nods from all around here. “God, this bitch is stupid,” someone whispered. Resolutely, Peach took to her task with grave seriousness, kneeling and narrowing her eyes as her dainty hand took hold of the first massive cock encircling her. Her fingers couldn’t even get halfway around the shaft, but her mouth seemed talented enough to swallow the entire fat, sperm-leaking mushroom tip. She began to bob up and down, letting the fat penis pound into the back of her throat while she milked the shaft, trying to relieve the monster dong of every drop of “accursed white stuff”.

“Fuck, this hot-ass slut sucks dick like a porn star!” moaned the target of her ministrations. “Her throat is so tight, I’m about to bust a huge nut already!”

Peach pulled her mouth off of his cock with an oral popping noise. “Does that mean I’m doing a good job?” she asked, hopefully. Her opposite hand was already jacking another grotesquely large, hairy penis. A powerfully-built black man standing beside her dropped his heavy balls on top of her head, piling them on top of her crown. “W-wait!” she said, alarmed. “I can’t handle so many mushrooms at once!”

“Oh, I bet you can!” came a voice from above, and they closed in on her further. Soon, Peach was making GLURK! and SLLCH! noises as her face bobbed in and out on a huge pole, while simultaneously jerking two dicks off on either side of her face. The black man took her crown and slid it around his massive penis like a cock ring, laughing as he did so.

“Guess I’m the new Mushroom King, you dick-suckin’ ho!” he crowed, tea-bagging her forehead from behind. Peach gasped as the heavy, leathery, sweaty black ballsack fell over her eyes like a pair of goggles. Or would have gasped, if she didn’t have a fat, stinky dick jammed all the way down her throat. She dutifully continued to jerk off the other men, not missing a stroke as the cock in her windpipe shuddered and twitched, unloading what seemed like a gallon of slimy goo intop her stomach. The cock was so thick, it bulged out her normally slender throat obscenely - one could even see the shaft veins and rim of the prick helmet through the surface of dick-choked gullet!

At last, the man pulled out, and a torrent of white goo splattered out of Peach’s mouth as she coughed, unable to swallow so much thick cum. White strands hanging from her pretty lips, she looked up at the man’s softening-but-still-huge dong with hopefulness. “I got all the white stuff out!” she said, brushing the heavy black balls away from her field of vision. “You’re cured!”

“Good job, stupid! Err… I mean, princess!” someone said, and before Peach could respond, two more huge cocks were immediately jammed into her mouth and her sporty pink top was torn from her body, exposing her almost-never-seen-by-anyone chest. She wasn’t much in the tits department, modest busts being the rule for women in the Mushroom Kingdom, but what was there was pert. Peach moaned and made choking, gasping noises in desperation as the duo of fat, eighteen inch prongs ravaged her mouth, stretching her lips wide and inflating her petite upper body into a double-dick silhouette. Other men stroked off using her hair and the friction between her smooth, alabaster underarms and her torso, basically defiling her entire body with cock.

These men must be really eager for a cure! she thought to herself, like a complete idiot. I have to do my best!

She began pressed her arms against her sides to provide dick-friction for her armpit-fuckers while struggling to breath around the arm-thick lengths of mouth-pounding meat assaulting her face. Her blue eyes rolled back into her head with semi-conscious and overwhelmed ahegao-osity when both cocks drilled into her to the balls and their pissholes pressed against the bottom of her stomach, erupting two powerful streams of gooey ball juice into her guts that instantly filled her up and caused jets of wad to explode from her nose and from the tight seal her stretched lips made around the thick shafts.

“Look at this cum-puking whore!”

Assuming that was a compliment in the human world, Peach felt a sense of pride and accomplishment. Only seconds later, dicks started exploding their yellowish, porridge-thick cum all over her topless body from every direction, plastering the diminutive princess completely with criss-crossing ropes of ball broth. Peach felt triumphant.

“You’ve covered me with a huge amount of gross, yellow goo from your mushrooms, and my belly is totally filled with it!” she said, as if congratulating the men. “You’ll be cured in no time!”

The men laughed and glanced at each other. “Yeah,” came one man’s reply. “But we ain’t cured just yet, Princess. You got more work to do.”

Peach’s jizz-soaked face took on a determined look. “I’m ready!” she said, eyes narrowed, in her best action-heroine voice. The black man placed her jerked-off-on, cock-ring-repurposed crown back on her head.

EPILOGUE

Mario received an envelope with a packet of photos a few weeks later. His high-pitched exclamation of alarm upon viewing the contents was heard all across the Mushroom Kingdom.

Dear Mario,

I met some people in need during my vacation to the human world, so I’ve stayed a bit longer than I expected. Don’t worry, you don’t have to come and rescue me or anything - I’m just here on a humanitarian mission to relieve a group of men who are suffering from having too much white liquid in their big mushrooms!

Just to prove to you I’m okay, I included some pictures of what I’m doing.

The first picture showed Peach extending her tongue toward a muscled black man’s sweaty asshole while he pulled his butt cheeks lewdly apart in front of her. His cock hung between his legs like an onyx firehose. The caption read: “Visiting the Chocolate Donut Ghost House!”

The second picture showed Peach petting some dogs… while naked and covered with dog cum, on her knees. One of the dogs was knotted in her pussy and dragging her around as she tried to pet another. The caption read: “Touch Fuzzy, Get Jizzy!”

The third picture showed Peach naked and slurping a huge mouthful from an overflowing bowl of sperm. “Dear Mario, please come to the castle. I baked a cake for you! Using some delicious cake batter these men gave me!”

Mario fled the Mushroom Kingdom soon after, and Luigi took over as Peach’s main squeeze. Until he got viciously cucked by the black guy from the locker room, who Peach also invited to the Mushroom Kingdom, to be her ‘Mushroom King’.
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