Lay Oopa's Admirer

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Chapter 4

Rosalina floated straight into the air, phasing through the shingled roof of the Cracked Shell Tavern. Her diminutive passenger clutched tight against her breast. His yellow skin was clammy against her warm pale bosom. With the way she was grasping him, his tiny penis was completely lost--tucked between his scrawny legs. The princess couldn't help but think of the genderless lumas from her space station as she looked at his smooth, currently genital-less crotch. Thinking of home brought her mind back to the day she and the other princesses were captured:

Rosalina had been thinking about the precious lumas she left behind as she and her friends were all standing in a long, flat field. There was Peach, Daisy, and Pauline all smiling and laughing amongst themselves. The grass around them was littered with luggage and small bags, and before them a sleek, but whimsical jet had just taxied. The girls were on their way to Isle Delfino for relaxing vacation of sun and sand. The space princess was excited to go on her first vacation ever with her first human friends ever when the unpleasantness began.

The royal jet suddenly erupted into flames with a huge roaring bang, knocking the assembled women over on their bottoms. Before they could get their bearings, a host of goombas and sumo bros. appeared running in through the smoke. In a blur, all five women were swept up and in the brutish arms of the sumo troops. A stocky, pink-skinned bowser-like koopa wearing sunglasses appeared among the tumult and laughed in a deep voice.

"Roy Koopa has hit a princess goldmine! My lord Bowser will be pleased!" The stocky monster said. "You're going on a trip, but probably not where you planned!" he laughed. "Be good and grab their luggage, boys!"

Rosalina could have dispersed the invaders in any number of ways, but she didn't. Truth be told, she was far more interested in going to wherever this Koopaling was taking her, rather than some beach. What made this scenario so appealing to the Bowser that he kept employing this same plan? She had to know. She had to see this society for herself. So rather than throwing her captors with gravity or simply flying away, she did nothing. After a long cloud ride with an extremely sweaty lakitu, Rosalina arrived at the hell hole she was currently floating above.

Coming back to her senses and to the present, the cosmic explorer heard the gong of a large bell. "No doubt that's the tolling of an hour" she thought. "How long have I been up here?" Realizing she probably had been lost in thought for close to an hour, Rosalina began to fly back to the tower she had come from, her still unconscious cargo causing her great concern. "Shouldn't he be awake by now?" she thought in a tizzy.

After what felt like an eternity of searching through the walls of the tower for the princesses' apartment, Rosalina had finally floated into her quarters. She and her companion returned to their corporeal forms, putting her feet on solid ground again. In that instant a loud "BANG BANG BANG" could be heard out in the common area of the apartment. Rosalina flung her still unconscious koopa on the bed and donned her cyan gown in a flash as she listened with her ear to her closed bedroom door:

"Ladies! Guests of Lord Bowser! I am coming in! Your presence is requested!" Rosalina could hear a female voice say. She recognized the voice to be that of Kara the magikoopa almost immediately. With a clang she heard the door open and the footsteps of the lady koopa.

"She must know I had something to do with the altercation as the tavern!" the princess whispered to herself. She stood frozen in hesitation, deciding what she must do. Rosalina remained in her bedroom and peered through the keyhole of her door.

"Wake up! You need to get up now! This is an emer--" Kara continued until she was interrupted by the sound of all three of the other bedroom doors opening at the same time.

There was Kara Koopa flailing her arms about, with her large breasts bouncing up and down. The thin magikoopa robe did nothing to contain their size or momentum. She had sweat pouring down her face as she looked at the now present princesses with pleading eyes. Princess Peach had emerged from her room in a silk two-piece pajamas, rubbing her eyes. While Princess Daisy came out in only an orange tank top and shorts, although just as sleepy as her compatriot. Lastly was Pauline, in a red bra and panties, who seemed more annoyed than tired. Rosalina still dared not enter the living room.

"What's going on?" Peach asked while yawning. "Is Mario here?"

"No, no, that's not it." Kara said in a frustrated tone. "You see there's been an incident in the castle town. A powerful assassin made an attempt on my boss's life, and she requires medical attention."

Rosalina looked back at the still passed-out koopa on her bed, displaying his tiny privates between splayed legs. "This is the 'powerful assassin' with his mighty weapon?" Rosalina tittered to herself. She quickly returned to watch the scene unfold.

"So, get her some help!" Pauline said with a huff. Her breasts heaved up and down as she sighed with annoyance. Her state of undress made her somehow more intimidating to the magikoopa before her.

"That's just it. Pom Pom, my boss, always demands a female doctor, and the only one in this whole installation is no where to be found." Kara said in a harried tone. "But I had an idea! We get transmissions from the Mushroom Kingdom on our TVs here and I have seen your work, Princess Peach! I saw a news reel of you fighting viruses in your kingdom as Dr. Peach! You even have nurse Daisy with you! Please can you help us?!"

Rosalina furrowed her brow as she remembered that her royal friends were actually quite multifaceted. Many people think Princess Toadstool is a dolt, but she's really just quiet. Mario had mentioned that Peach was a doctor before, but Rosalina had assumed it was a misunderstanding. Apparently not.

"Well, I had been planning on doing free check-ups in Isle Delfino. Daisy and I do have our stuff..." The pink princess trailed off. "How do I know this isn't a trick?"

"Please I don't know what else to say! You wouldn't let someone die on your watch, right? You're a healer!" Kara said with desperation and few tears in her eyes. Peach looked over to Daisy and nodded. They both retreated to their bedrooms and emerged in just a few minutes. Peach was wearing a tight pink dress that cut halfway to the knee, with a white coat that hugged closely at her hips. The low cut of the dress allowed a generous view of her perfectly proportioned cleavage.

Daisy followed out of her room only a moment later in orange scrubs that contoured her curves perfectly. The scrub bottoms accentuated her wide hips and the tops strained against her large breasts, making three lines in the fabric between her breasts. The two stood together back-to-back.

"Dr. Peach and Nurse Daisy are ready to heal!" The two said in unison. Kara paused for a moment bewildered by how seemingly childish the two monarchs were acting but snapped out of it.

"Follow me to this tower's infirmary, it's only two flights down. It was closed today, but totally stocked up. The paratroopas flew Pom Pom there as fast as they could."

With that the two medical professionals followed and left the apartment with Toadette in tow. Pauline shook her head and went back into her bedroom. Rosalina finally separated herself from the keyhole and turned her attention to her new charge.

"Wake up, little one! Time to get up!" She said in a panicked voice, but the little turtle did nothing in response. She began to shake him, causing his little tummy to jiggle. His tiny genitals hugged so close to his body that they showed no movement with the shake. Rosalina stared at the little one on her bed, almost admiring him.

"I don't know what I'd do if I let this little cutie got hurt. Poor baby." She said to herself, taking in his form and modesties. "He should have come-to by now. I wish there was someone who could help. He needs a doc-" she said again before trailing off. It had just come to her: Peach and Daisy could help him! "I'll just slip into the infirmary without Kara noticing and have my friends help poor Klay. "

In a blur, Rosalina wrapped the koopa in a towel and put him in her arms. She and Klay turned intangible again and made their way to the infirmary.

Chapter 5

"She's in this room!" Kara said almost out of breath. "Come quick!" She implored Peach and Daisy as they all entered the first exam room in the infirmary. The tower's medical center was similar to the apartment the princesses had been inhabiting. Imposing brick walls framed everything, and this time with far fewer furnishments. The entrance had a long desk for a receptionist, although no one was sitting there now. There were lines of chairs in front of the desk that now supported three very tired koopa paratroopas, all still panting in exhaustion. As the women entered Pom Pom's room, they noticed two other exam rooms down the hall.

Peach and Daisy soon beheld their prison warden for the first time as she lay dazed on the exam room table. Her large-lashed eyes were pinched closed and she was grimacing in pain. The pink boss was groaning softly with her hands on her head. Atop her forehead was a large lump burning a bright, angry red. Peach and Daisy soon rushed to either side of the fallen Pom Pom and began with a flurry of activity.

"Daisy, assess her pupillary response, measure the contusion, and get vital signs. Kara, grab that ice pack." Dr. Peach said calmly but authoritatively as her team followed orders. She stood up totally straight with her white coat hanging off the sides of her prominent bosom. She surveyed the situation with her hands on her hips, accentuating her curves and well-toned legs. All this combined made her white coat seem almost like a cape on a super hero.

"Do you know what happened to her? Was she struck by anywhere else but the head?" The pink doctor asked the magikoopa.

"No one was there to see the attacker, we all found her laying on the floor with a shattered shell scattered all around her. Is she going to be okay?" Kara replied nervously.

"I think so, I just wanted to get the full story. So you think this was a political assassination attempt? Hmmm, well whatever it was we need to get a closer look. Help us remove her shell." Peach said in her usual soft voice, but in a clinical manner.

With the help of Kara, the pink carapace was removed and Pom Pom was now completely vulnerable. She had on only a white bra and panties, wrinkled and worn-looking from a long day. Daisy, having performed her assigned tasks now removed the undergarments while the others looked on. Pom Pom was not waifish in anyway, but her feminine charms were still apparent without her shell. She had two large pink breasts that rolled to either side of her chest with her bra removed. Her curvy hips enveloped a wide vagina with a nest of blond hair, like that in the ponytail on her head. Peach and Daisy soon began inspecting again. Short of a few bruises around where her shell hugged her body, the boss koopa was alright. Peach walked over to the bookshelf in the exam room and pulled a rather large tome from the wall.

"I just want to take a quick glance at this as I'm somewhat unfamiliar with standard Koopa vitals." The princess practitioner said in a matter-of-fact way. She paused for a number of moments after locating the sections she needed. "She's perfectly stable from a vitals perspective and her neuro responses indicate her brain is intact. She needs ice, an anti-inflammatory super capsule, and smelling salts." And just as Peach uttered that last sentence her well trained nurse was administering her orders. Daisy's orange garbed backside on display for the other ladies as she leaned over the nude patient. As soon as the nurse put the smelling salts near Pom Pom's nose, she awoke with a sputter!

"What's going on? Where am I? What's happened? Why am I naked?" The pink turtle warrior said looking down at her long breasts and fuzzy womanhood. "Why am I with the prisoners?" She continued indignantly. "I need answers now!"

While Daisy instinctively took a step back, Peach and Kara took a small step forward. Peach remained calm with that typical small smile on her face as she and Kara quickly decided to diffuse the situation. In turns, they relayed all the information they could to Pom Pom, who had been provided a blanket by Daisy.

While all this was happening, Rosalina and her underendowed companion had finally arrived in the next exam room. Rosalina, now corporeal, went to get the attention of her friends when she stumbled into the scene in progress. Everyone turned their head quickly as she opened the door to the first exam room.

"Oh great, more outsiders." Pom Pom said rolling her eyes. "Whatever, go on about the attack--did they see who did it?" Kara and Peach continued trying to explain as Rosalina observed the angry boss before her. It was obvious now that the incident at the Cracked Shell Tavern was not going to be brushed off. It seemed like this was going to turn into a major debacle for her and her fellow prisoners. "There's no way this could get back to her, right?" she thought, then remembering she had the accidental perpetrator in the next room. She inhaled sharply, causing a few of the women to look at her momentarily.

"Well, give me my shell! I won't let the assassin get away with this!" Pom Pom said donning her clothes and carapace again. "Kara, take me to my quarters."

"Right away, Miss Pom Pom." The magikoopa said before turning to the assembled women. "There's three paratroopas in the waiting area. When you're ready to leave, they will escort you to your lodgings."

In a moment the exam room had only the Mushroom Kingdon contingent collectively sighing in relief--all except Rosalina. Peach went to open her mouth, but was cut off by an uncharacteristically hurried Rosalina: "I need your help, but it has to be a secret! I found a hurt koopa earlier this evening and I feel responsible for his injury. Please come look at him!" The space princess blurted out in vigorous whisper.

"You found--?" Pauline said having just opened the door before Rosalina spoke. "Were you sneaking around the castle? And you didn't take me? Hmph!" The imposing woman said, now clothed in a scarlet red sweat suit she had put on to join her friends. She was close to being as tall as Rosalina, but was far more buxom, and not as slight as the space princess. Tears began to well in the eyes of Rosalina, something the other girls had never seen before.

"It was on a whim! I should not have done it. The little one next door needs our help, though! I'll explain more later, but please come see." Rosalina said as she rushed out the door and into the next room. After a glance at one another, the others went and found her now clutching the swaddled koopa in her arms. The concerned women paused for a moment, marveling at their Madonna-esque friend. They noticed a new matronly glow to Rosalina now, despite the tears in her eyes she looked totally natural protecting the small one.

"We can take it from here, hun" Daisy said as she approached Rosalina. After looking at the nurse for a moment, she allowed Klay to be taken. In a moment, there was a swirl of activity as Dr. Peach and Nurse Daisy had the patient unwrapped and lying on the metal exam table. Just the tiniest tip of his short appendage could be seen in a side profile. Rosalina was relegated to sit to the side of the room in a folding chair, trying to keep up with the assessment. Rosalina's typical unfazed exterior was nowhere to be found as she fidgeted anxiously in her seat. "I've taken care of countless lumas, but I never thought I'd feel like a mommy in this place. He's just so helpless." She thought to herself as she looked on the poor little turtle. Pauline sat beside the space princess and held her hand, offering the support she could. The beautiful clinicians observed every inch, and LESS than an inch, of Klay's body before turning to speak again.

"He's not in any danger of decompensating right now, his functions seem mostly normal. He doesn't even have a contusion to his poor widdle head" Peach said, switching to a childish tone at the end of her report. "I can't find anything wrong with this little cutie!" Peach said jiggling Klay's belly with one hand while holding the koopa medical book with the other.

"The little ones really are my favorite patients." Daisy interjected mimicking Peach's tone. "They're just so cute and innocent. I didn't want to put him down when he was in my arms!"

"The only thing I could say is he's a little underdeveloped with his boy parts, but that's not from the accident. He's got plenty of time to grow" Peach said while stroking Klay's head. Rosalina furrowed her brow at Peach's "little underdeveloped" comment, as that was far too generous for whatever condition her new charge had. She chalked that up to Dr. Peach being polite and moved on:

"Please, use the smelling salts and wake him up! I have to make sure he's okay." Rosalina pleaded with her friend.

"But, I can't, it's not a good idea." Dr. Peach said with a look of sympathy.

"You did for the boss lady koopa." Rosalina responded back quickly with a quizzical look.

"But it's not recommended for him. Here I'll show you." Peach said walking over to the still seated Rosalina and Pauline. Daisy went to their other side. The pink doctor had the Koopa medical book open and turned it to face all the women. The page was dense with small text covering it in many columns. Peach moved her finger to bold section warning against smelling salts for this patient group. After reading that, Rosalina's eye wandered the page to see the words "egg shell," "developing," and "sensitive" before looking to the whole section. There was an anatomical drawing of a koopa with an egg fragment still on its head and the header "Pediatric Considerations" at the top. Rosalina looked over the top of the tome to her little one and back at the page. She pushed back in the seat of her chair slightly lost for words at her new realization.

"THEY THINK HE'S A BABY? THEY THINK HE'S A BABY! I thought Dr. Peach knew her stuff! He's too big to be a hatchling!" Rosalina screamed internally to herself. "They didn't even see him in his diaper like I did. They just saw his teeny, tiny, itsy-bitsy, little weenie and assumed he was fresh from the egg. You know..." Rosalina looked at the page again, focusing on the picture. "He does look remarkably like the drawing with his chubby tummy. And he's shell-less like a juvenile. And oh darn, even the hatchling in the picture is bigger than him between the legs. I CAN see it now. How did my little Klay get so unlucky?!" Rosalina took a deep breath and turned her head to Peach.

"He's a big boy." Rosalina said to Peach before realizing her mistake in phrasing. Peach turned her head slightly in confusion. "Well, definitely not big." The space princess corrected herself while pointing directly to the little bump that was his "koopahood." "I mean, he's a grown up--well not grown in one place--but-but..." Rosalina paused, a bit flustered. "He's an adult." The space princess said more decisively.

"-That's not possible, hun" Daisy confidently said now standing up next to the exam table. "There's no way a man could have such a lit--" she started to say and stopped mid-sentence as Rosalina pulled something out of her gown and held it up for them all to see: It was Klay's ID card from before.

"See: Klay Koopa aged 22." Rosalina said in a soft tone. A pang of guilt hit her slightly as she realized more people now knew little Klay's big little secret.