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Mar10 Day Celebrity DeathMatch Princess Peach vs Princess Daisy
Shadow Arena was bright and festive for a Mario Day celebration event. Celebrity DeathMatch hosts, Johnny Gomez and Nick Diamond sat at a long table center stage in front of a boxing or wrestling ring on a raised platform. They wore business suits and ties as usual. Nick, the shorter man with brown hair and mustache, could not make sense of how March 10th was Mario Day, but he had been drinking a lot already. Johnny, the taller host with short black hair said, “The one is an ‘i’ and the zero is an ‘o’, but that’s besides the point.”
“The point is the ‘o’ faces me, Mario, Luigi, and the fans have seeing the topless princesses in the ring!” Nick said. “Royalty never looked so good! I’d ride up behind Peach’s peach bottom or cut a hole in Daisy’s daisy dukes to get behind her too!” Fans cheered.
“No you won’t!” Daisy the feisty tomboy brunette said. Daisy had a crown in her hair, daisy earrings with a green center, blue eyes, white gloves, and short tight yellow shorts. She and Princess Peach had taken the Shadow Enterprises FRS (Fighting Recovery and Strength) serum which made them even more combative. Daisy punched her fists together. Luigi tried to rub her shoulders over the ropes, but she elbowed him in the gut and knocked him off the ring ledge. Luigi, the lanky plumber bro in the green cap and overalls, wore no shirt or underwear and was packing wood. When he hit the ground he accidentally spit a green fireball which the small island men staff put out with a fire extinguisher.
“I gotta say,” Nick said, “the Mario brothers look pretty good with mustaches for boring and otherwise average looking plumbers. To land babes like Peach and Daisy is impressive.”
“We spend time with them for the publicity,” Peach said. The blue eyed blonde glared at Daisy. “I’ll prove once and for all that I’m the strongest princess and the strongest in the Mushroom Kingdom! Mario isn’t saving me all the time, and he’s a terrible plumber, but his family’s rich, and his Italian sausage is… above average on shrooms. They’ve got fun drugs.”
“Mama mia!” Mario said, rubbing Peach’s shoulder’s. Peach also wore her golden crown as usual and had on white gloves that extended down to her elbows. She had blue earrings in the shape of balls and tiny pink shorts to complete her sexy outfit. “You show her and everyone, Peach!” Mario said, winking and trying to sniff her hair and kiss her neck. Peach was used to pretending to like Mario’s advances, but looked sort of stiff and ready to fight. Mario looked short, fat, and hairy wearing no shirt and his usual red cap and overalls. “Don’t forget, Luigi, the losing brother buys a new castle for the winning woman and doesn’t get to pork the loser.” Mario chortled and blushed, imagining getting to fornicate with a mostly dead and defeated Daisy. The princesses were attractive women and Shadow Enterprises serum and healing technologies had made them even bustier and the ideal supermodel shapes.
“What?!” Peach asked. “I don’t want pork and sausage on my pizza! You’re so dumb, Mario! When will you learn?! If we have dinner together later, I’ll make the order. And I was talking about your penis earlier. It’s pretty gross unless you take those enhancement mushrooms. When we’re tripping on all that, almost everything seems awesome.” That sound of coins being collected chimed. Mario grinned, rubbed his hands together, and then pulled a bag of mushrooms out of his pocket to show fans.
“At least that whiny little twerp, Toad, isn’t here,” Nick said. “We were going to let him be the ref, but he complained about everything, and didn’t want to see the princesses topless.”
“Our videos show that he is high in his room on weed and shrooms, was freaking out, and then passed out,” Johnny said.
“I don’t think this sort of thing really needs a ref,” Donkey Kong said, walking down the runway to the commentators’ table with his buddy Yoshi. They carried a pitcher of beer and some rounds of drinks for watching the battle. “Me or Yoshi could step in as ref if need be.”
Peach and Daisy dropped their hard demeanors, giggled, blushed, clapped, and said hi to Donkey Kong and Yoshi. Daisy had a deeper voice than Peach and said, “Winner gets to ride Yoshi and experience the fabled mighty Kong Dong right here and now! And I don’t mean saddling poor Yoshi and sitting on his back. He’s strong and a stud too, but… I’m so glad you guys actually came! Peach was just bragging and thinking she’s better than she is as usual. I’m so much hotter and more fun than Peach! She’s trying to act like she’s always been tough and athletic now. That’s always been my thing!”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” DK said, sitting down next to Johnny. Nick was on the end of the table with his jaw agape. “People can change personalities,” DK said. The big monkey man wore a red tie, no shirt, and some red shorts. He had short brown fur and a sort of stylized Mohawk up top and huge muscles. Yoshi was a green human dinosaur hybrid wearing a Mario Day t-shirt and jeans. Yoshi stretched his tongue up to lick Daisy’s face. His long pink tongue slobbered onto and into her sweaty cleavage. Yoshi gulped his tongue back down and then chased the titty juice with some beer. “My man Yoshi is getting to second base already!” DK said.
“You guys look real!” Nick said in disbelief.
Yoshi looked at Nick and did a double take. “You guys look real!” Yoshi said with wide eyes. “I thought you were fake clay people! This is awesome! … I’m not trippin like Toad am I?!”
“Nah, we’re all real,” DK said calmly.
“They can be anthropomorphized any time,” Johnny said, “but it nevers happens for the Mario video games.”
“They’re going to fight with anthrax?” Nick asked.
“You’re several decades off with that fear and reference,” Johnny said.
“Not even this century,” DK said.
“We’re going to fight too!” Luigi said, storming over to the commentators’ table. He took a plastic solo cup and stuck it into the pitcher of beer to drink some, spilled all over himself, and tried to crumple the cup threateningly. “These are our women! Don’t butt in and steal them from us like always!”
“It’s not on purpose or that serious, for real,” DK said.
“Go beat up Mario, Luigi!” Daisy ordered. “I don’t like the way he’s looking at me!”
“Yes ma’am!” Luigi said. “Well, maybe when the fight officially starts. I don’t want to take the spotlight off you… and Mario is me brother!”
“You won’t take the spotlight off us even breathing fire,” Daisy said.
Mario spit a red fireball at Yoshi and DK out of jealousy to ruin the commentators’ table, but Yoshi slurped up the fireball, leaned back, and shot a fireworks display up into the dome arena. Fans cheered. Peach and Daisy clapped, getting rizzed up already.
“Is all that applause and those lights for me?!” Bowser asked, rolling a keg on a dolly. The hulking pointy shelled Koopa King wore a Hawaiian shirt open, a Dayton Flyers red and blue tie, and jeans shorts. Bowser was very wide and had some muscles, but could afford to lose his beer belly. His voice was deep and gravely. He was way more bashful than you’d expect a villain with lots of power to be. Bowser blushed and added, “I bet it’s for something else… just the timing… I wanted to join you guys… Is that ok? Do you like my outfit?! Was I supposed to be casual or formal? DK wears a tie and no shirt and looks cool all the time! … My oh my… The princesses look beautiful… Shouldn’t they be… covered up?!”
Bowser sat down next to Yoshi. Yoshi gave Bowser a high five and then said, “Chill, Bowser. You’re cool. You don’t have to try and impress anyone here. I’ll get the keg tapped! It was pretty cool to bring that!”
“Oh,” Bowser groaned. “I’m stuck.” He tried to move and the entire table almost fell over. DK began to lift the table, and Bowser shook his head vehemently. Bowser was stuck because he had a massive boner, and he didn’t want anyone to see it. So instead, DK helped tap the keg and went into the stands to pick fans to join them drinking before the fight started. Daisy and Peach hopped down from the ring to get some suds squirted into their mouths and onto their succulent bodies. They were jealous that DK picked out the hottest chick in the front row and lifted her under the arms over the railing and fan dividing wall. He had also selected a guy wearing a Donkey Kong t-shirt along with some other fans. Mario and Luigi watched and glared, plotting to kill everyone and to get a swap of girlfriends. They didn’t get to hook up with princesses often unless they were all too messed up to feel much of anything, so they both were secretly hoping to kill the other brother and hook up with both princesses here at the Death Match. They both had also taken serum and neither looked near as buff or in shape as DK, Yoshi, or even Bowser. None of those guys had taken serum either as Mario and Luigi had.
Peach and Daisy started shoving one another and pulling hair near the commentators’s table and the keg. Daisy slugged Peach in the belly. Bowser winced. Peach hunched. The blonde clawed for Daisy’s eyes. The brunette, Daisy, palmed Peach’s head and tried to slam her face onto the table. Peach’s boobs got in the way and billowed out over the table. There was a thunk from the underside of the table, and Boswer’s red eyes and Koopa face looked guilty. “I’m not letting DK pump anything else for you, or pump you!” Daisy said, kneeing Peach in the spine.
“Um… Miss Princess Peach, if I may,” Bowser stammered, trying not to ogle the mounds the guys and even the hot chicks close by stared at. “We’ve known each other since childhood, and any castle in the Koopa Kingdom of mine can be yours. Daisy, the same goes for you. You don’t have to fight. Let Mario and Luigi battle for superiority themselves.”
“You’re simping hard there,” Nick said. Bowser looked confused.
Mario looked like a cat about to spit up a hairball. He shot a fireball at Daisy’s back from his mouth. Yoshi saw it coming out of the corner of his eye and stuck out his tongue. The hot chick thought he wanted to kiss, and she tried to French with him. The fireball hit Yoshi’s snout and went out. Yoshi placed the hot chick into his seat and sprinted at a fast pace towards the runway opposite the table. Yoshi’s tail smacked Mario in the belly and Mario slammed into the side of the ring. Yoshi ran up to the dividing wall and said, “Hot! Hot! Anybody got some water?! Oh wait, I can just cool off with some beer!” Yoshi sprinted back to the table. Mario got up and tried to punch Yoshi. Yoshi punched Mario in the eye with his tongue. The back of Mario’s head hit the steel step unit leading up the ring. Mario groaned.
Peach managed to stomp Daisy’s foot and then kick her back heel up into Daisy’s crotch. Peach rolled her eyes at Bowser and said, “Why don’t you capture me again you bashful big dino boy?! Tie me up and put a ball gag in my mouth and whip me! I’ve been naughty! I steal from you all the time!” Bowser shrugged.
Bowser said, “It’s not theft if I don’t care if it’s gone, but I really don’t want to have to jump through all those hoops. I don’t want to hurt you or do that sort of kinky roleplay all the time.”
“DAMN!” Nick said. “Peach is a masochist.”
“I’m a sadist where it comes to women,” Peach said, elbowing Daisy in the face. Peach whipped around. Her long blonde locks hit Daisy in the eye. Peach grabbed Daisy by the crotch with one hand and socked Daisy in the mush with her other hand. Blood spritzed off Daisy’s lips, staining Peach’s white gloves.
“I’ll tie you up and do whatever you want!” Luigi said, sneakily sidling behind Peach. He grabbed her hair and bumped his tenting crotch into her tight buns.
“You’re too normal and I can beat you up,” Peach said. “Where is the fun or danger in that?!” Luigi snarled and punched Peach in the ribs. Peach grabbed Luigi’s wrist and slung him head over heels onto the hard ground. Luigi’s butt hit down hard. He yelped as his spine ached. Luigi fell over. Daisy stomped Luigi’s genitals.
“Oof!” Luigi said. “Do it again, bae! You never touch me there anymore!”
“I’m not your bae or your girlfriend!” Daisy said, balling her fists. “I don’t need your help to beat Peach!”
“As if!” Peach said. She leaped up to the table gracefully, and then sprang off. The topless blonde kicked Daisy in the jaw. The busty brunette went down. Peach landed and dove atop Daisy to wrestle her. Bowser looked up at the giant TV screen over the ring where one of many drone cameras had captured video footage mostly of Peach’s breasts jiggling and an erotic front angle. Seeing Peach from behind with her ass presenting atop Daisy was also a fan favorite angle. DK helped Yoshi get a milkshake to cool off his mouth and snout.
“Why don’t you milk those princesses?!” Nick asked.
“I think I will!” Peach said, groping Daisy’s large knockers. She raked her nails into the curvy mammary flesh. “For Yoshi!” Fans cheered.
“As if your tits are better than mine,” Daisy said, slinging a right hook into Peach’s sideboob. Daisy leaned up and headbutted Peach. Blood squirted from Peach’s mouth. Daisy wrestled Peach and sprawled out atop her. The brunette rammed her rack into Peach’s supple bosoms, and smacked her exposed sweater puppies side to side into Peach’s breasts with an epic titfight.
“We’ve actually seen broads lactate on serum around here,” Nick said. “This is awesome!”
Luigi and Mario had already prematurely dampened the fronts of their overalls, but they were on serum too, and needed no refractory period. Mario lost his breath jogging over to Daisy. He pulled down on the yellow waistband of her shorts and tried to depants her. Daisy elbowed Mario in the gut. She sat up straight with her Glutes on Peach’s lean belly. Peach honked Daisy’s hooters and gave the brown haired lass titty twisters. Daisy yowled in pain. Mario took a mushroom from his pocket and chewed it up. His entire body and specifically his fist enlarged. He punched Daisy in the jaw out of Peach’s grasp. Daisy’s jaw looked to smush and disfigure momentarily, but there was healing magic in the serum and Daisy still looked pretty despite flopping over the floor.
“I’m a Mario!” Mario declared, flexing his biceps. “I’m a gonna win-a!”
“I’ve got this myself, Mario!” Peach said, folding her arms and sitting up. “Why do you have to come in and hog all the glory all the time?!”
Mario tried to slap Peach with his dong, but she stepped to the side and tripped him. Mario almost fell over, with a drug induced vertigo from the mushroom. Luigi tackled Peach from behind. Mario winked to his mustached brother and stalked Daisy. Daisy shook her head and began to get up. She slapped spit and a tooth out of Mario’s mouth. Mario uppercut her in the navel, making immediate bruises, and launching Daisy up over the ropes and into the ring. Daisy writhed on the springy mat up there. Mario did a triple jump to get up there and tried to flip like an acrobat. His foot clipped the top ropes and he spread his arms wide yelping. It looked like he purposefully hit Daisy with a cross body slam to some fans. Mario grabbed Daisy’s hair and punched her in the face.
“I can’t just sit here and watch this!” Bowser said, watching Luigi slam Peach’s pretty face into the concrete while sitting atop her bare back.
“I can!” Nick said. “The Mario bros are tag teaming the princesses! I’d like to be a part of that too as an honorary Mario bro with a mustache!”
“I think the girls will get out of this predicament,” DK said.
“Well, we have some extra mushrooms, powerups, and daisies to drop into the ring,” Johnny said, pressing a button on his phone. The giant TV over the ring dropped giant flowers and some small edible mushrooms from an inner compartment. Mari screamed and leaped off Daisy. The topless brunette was spread eagle in lala land with lactate budding on her teat from Mario licking and biting there.
“Achoo!” Mario sneezed so violently, he went backwards into the ropes. He bounced off and then dropped his elbow into Daisy’s belly button. Daisy moaned and unbuttoned a strap of Mario’s overalls, wrestling him. She shoved a giant daisy into his face. Mario sneezed again and flew out of the ring. Luigi was dragging Peach around by the hair and punching her in the face or body. Peach’s skin was smoldering and bright pink in spots from Luigi’s green fireballs burning her as well. Luigi smacked Peach’s butt, and tried to rip off her pink shorts. Peach blocked that and kicked Luigi in the balls.
“Luigi!” Daisy shouted. “Mario’s killing me over here!” Luigi turned around and went to go help. Mario’s butt hit Luigi in the face. The plumbers crashed into the ground and were too tangled to both stand up at the same time.
“Why’d you attack me?!” Luigi hollered, poking Mario in the eyes.
“Cheap move!” Mario shouted, stomping Luigi in the chest with a giant foot.
Bowser had been on the phone with Shadow Enterprises staff to get Peach some healing lotion for her burns. They had reminded him that this was a death match, but he didn’t seem to get the implications of it. When the healing lotion bottle arrived, Mario and Luigi were shooting fireballs at one another, cursing, ranting, raving, and attacking one another.
Daisy ducked the ropes in the ring and hopped down to the floor. Her milky jugs jiggled. Peach pointed, laughed, and said, “See! My body is way better than yours, Daisy! You’ll always be second to me! But… I could get some of that lotion before I kill Daisy. It would be hot for you all to watch me put it on, or Yoshi and DK could apply it!”
With staff members running around to put out Mario and Luigi’s poorly shot fireballs, and Luigi having grown with a mushroom as well, there was so much steam and distraction, Mario and Luigi continued to fight one another, losing track of the sexy ladies. Yoshi opened the healing cream, slathered it on his hands, stuck out his giant pink stretchy tongue, and dumped the rest on there. Yoshi slurped Peach’s sizzling hot body and curves, and the blonde princess began touching herself down low before Yoshi even got out of his seat to use his hands on her body.
To be continued...
