Forbidden Fruit 69

"At last, someone has reached my lair!" Boo cheered as he floated over to Princess Daisy. The brunette stood in front of the ghoulish entity with beaming pride. She was excelling at this game, with 100 coins in her inventory, but without a star they were meaningless. She had no question about parting with half of her coins for an opportunity to earn a star of her own.

"Who would you like to steal from?" Boo inquired. The answer was too obvious; Daisy selected the player who was the only one to have earned a star thus far.

"Your sister!" Boo grinned, "How could you be so cruel?"

"She'll get over it," Daisy shrugged. Anyone who'd be scared of confronting Princess Peach didn't know how much of a wuss she was when it came to conflict.

"Excellent! I'll get it for you right away, Ma'am!" These tricks were always so fun for the sneaky spirit. There weren't many consequences in the afterlife for being a little shit, so Boo was more than happy to be someone's hit man to shake things up.

He appeared in front of the highest ruler of the Mushroom Kingdom with a flurry of smoke, along with two clones he created just for this moment. They circled around her like a pack of hungry sharks.

"Oh my!" Princess Peach crouched down, pressing her delicate hands together as if she were praying to exorcize the ghosts- but she knew better than that. It is impossible to control the actions of someone who can travel through walls and sneak up behind others without so much as a squeak. Boo laughed his nonexistent heart out, for Princess Peach was gobsmacked that her own sister would betray her like this. Even if she had 100 stars, Princess Peach had faith that Daisy would spare her of such a painful loss.

The blonde victim reeked of fear, and it entered Boo's core. The scent transferred into his body and out, an overwhelming toxin that made the ghost shudder with desire. No living being has the ability to taste this precious peach.

"Please, please, please," the princess whispered into her hands, a last-minute attempt at salvaging her star. She'd almost do anything to keep it in her inventory; Boo could smell the desperation.

"Is there anything else that I can steal from you?"

The princess lifted her head, her heart throbbing at the suspicion that this ghost actually read her mind. "I can offer coins."

There were too many coins in Boo's cave to count. That wouldn't do. What a pleasant coincidence that the root of her fearful essence spawned from between the lips of her perfectly bald pussy.

Boo would bet money on the princess being a full-blown virgin: no sex, no kisses, zilch! The thought circled his mischievous head; it had been hundreds of years since his last get-together with the Toadstool whores at the brothel, where they always knew how to make him explode. He would rather hurry over there to get a release- if only he weren't dead. But just as the deceased had the privilege of smelling scents that went unnoticed by the living, Boo was sure that his ghostly abilities could bypass whatever hesitation this cowering princess may've had.

Peach gasped as a Boo clone swept under her dress, and spooked her enough to make her land on the floor with her legs spread. There it was, that precious star that her sister longed for- Oh wait! That was simply the star shaped hole that protected her innocent rectum from being demolished. Boo scanned past her white, lace panties to stare at that hole, along with the one above it that was soaked with cum.

There was nothing sexy about playing a game that was suitable for all ages, so the wetness could be a result of only one thing: being utterly entranced by Boo's domineering presence. Being ganged up by three of him in a tight circle had the princess gushing in her panties. Boo saw how wet they were, a dark spot growing the longer she lied there. Her chest heaved in her thick pink dress, a terrible wall that blocked the world from seeing her voluptuous body.

Try as she might, but not enough layers in her outfit could trick the ghost. She was a woman through & through, with a chest so large it could rival the humans in those silly plumbers' universe. Boo had snuck up there a couple times during the midnight hour; all the females he encountered in that filthy city were strutting about with enhanced busts and butts. There was enough plastic to suffocate all of the land's Koopas! But the princess was authentic as they come; just the blessing of genetics bestowed upon her creamy bosoms with budding pink nipples that were erect as he approached.

She raised her hand in defense, yet her legs remained spread. "Get away from me!"

"Do not worry, Princess," Boo beamed, "I will do you a favor and let you keep your star. In return, I will steal one orgasm from you!"

Boo laughed cheerfully, as if that wasn't the most asinine sentence in the world.

Princess Peach reacted accordingly, with a loud expression that read shock & disgust; it's so rare for Boo to look upon his ruler with an unflattering face. If he still had his mortal cock, it would've grown three sizes.

Off he went, disappearing into thin air, while his two minions lingered behind the young woman. "What is happening?" she said. But then, she felt it. A long & surprisingly warm tongue tasted her exposed butthole, thanks to the ghost's ability to eat past clothing. Her panties did not need to be removed, for Boo could pry himself past her anal walls with ease. "Oh!" Peach's face flushed with a deep pink as a sudden delight surged from her core, "Oh my...your tongue is..." He pressed harder on her rim, poking an inch past her tight hole. Since his tongue was so big, the tip of it slithered inside her while the remainder massaged along her sensitive taint.

"Please don't..." she whimpered.

"Don't what, Princess?"

"Don't...stop."

Her hips instinctively thrusted into Boo's tongue, and her delicate, gloved hand fondled at her breast, which was shielded by her frustrating gown.Boo giggled at the sight, and summoned his two clones to join the party. Each one claimed a nipple, their tongues moving past the clothing to moisten the princess' stiff buds. Peach threw her head side to side, her muscles clenching to hold in the arousal that ignited in her soul. It spread everywhere, tickling her insides, scorching her veins that beckoned her to just lose control. She couldn't believe that with just a little attention to her most private of areas can have her coming apart like this.

A small cackle escaped Boo as he used his skilled tongue to move deeper into her rectum and felt a hard ball nestled at the dead end. This was a surprise to the entity; no woman he has ever slept with carried such a unique item in their body. He wondered how hard he'd have to press down on the knob for her to break.

It took one gentle touch.

All of the Boos jumped away as Peach violently arched her back, her mouth opening in a solid O and her legs shaking like she had been struck by lightning. "Ohhh YeSsS!" She shuddered in a pitch so high that her sister, the other players on the board, and the audience watching this game heard with ultimate clarity.

Peach was ashamed, so very ashamed of her secret. Her reluctance to marriage came from her intersex genitals that made her live with a vagina and a prostate. He may be kind, but never did Peach think that Mario would still want to be with her if he knew of the situation; not even Bowser would take a chance. But the feeling of Boo's tongue caressing her prostate with eager intent brought her to glory. Someone effortlessly rubbing up on her sensitive knob sent her to great heights. It didn't bother Boo one bit, licking upon her hardness that lay between the depths of her cheeks. Her heart felt like bursting, as relief washed over her frame, realizing that this condition wasn't a curse- but the universe's greatest gift.

"More!" Peach barely had enough time to recover from her orgasm before the Boos pounced on her again. They were more assertive, taking what they wanted with glee. "Right there! Harder!" Peach fondled her breasts some more, pinching her stiff nipples with unabashed joy, while the Boos went to work below. One continued to stretch out her asshole and another claimed her pussy; its folds were slippery and glistening with ooze- give it time, and it could refill the kingdom's water supply. The third Boo was a watcher, panting his tongue like a Chomp Chomp over a piece of steak. He waited for his turn, and it would come quickly, as Peach shouted through another orgasm- tears of joy spilling down her face.

"Hehehehe!" The third Boo replaced the other that covered her mound, taking time to rub around her clit that was throbbing for attention. Around and around his flexible tongue went, his drive building as the princess moaned. The ghost that had been replaced wasn't going to stay idle; he went to Peach's drooling mouth and shoved his tongue down her throat, making her twist her own appendage with his in a terrifying dance. All of this is done without a shred of clothing being removed; things have to remain professional for the audience. Although, if Peach would keep her eyes open, she'd spot a Shy Guy or two adjusting their pants in an effort to not stroke themselves. Her kingdom would be paradise if she could have the courage to tear off her pink dress and show off her equally pink labia.

The Boo violating her mouth was driving himself too deeply, thrusting harshly as if his tongue were a thick cock, eager to burst and let its semen be consumed. Oh, how Peach longed for that! But it was then that the Boos stopped. They abruptly pulled away from her disheveled body as a glittery, bright light glowed between them.

"You promised you wouldn't steal my star!" Peach shot up to her knees, a juvenile pout aimed at the spirits. Boo gave off a prideful cackle and licked his ghostly lips. "You really expect me to tell the truth? Look at you, cum spilling down your legs...I say we stole far more than a star!"

They disappeared in a collective howl, leaving Peach to continue the game in cum soaked panties. The performance she displayed brought the competition up in ratings. The whole kingdom expects the next one to be topped.