Princess Peach glanced up at the in-game timer hanging over her head. It was a constant reminder that, as much as she wanted to adjust her outfit, she just didn't have the time. Of course, the thought of pressing the pause button had occurred to the Princess, but that didn't exactly help much either. A flick of that switch and then the beauty would be left staring vacantly, frozen in place!
What a hassle! Peach understood that as her first major release in a while, she had to look good, but she'd developed a lot since her last game! Unfairly so! Princess Peach was still synonymous with "elegance", of course, but now a few other words seemed preparing to elbow it out. "Stacked", "Thick"..."Jiggle-doll"...They fit her to a T- unlike her dress!
The Princess was still wearing her trademark pink, but the normally regal dress had been redesigned with a few upgrades to accommodate all her new curves. The most prominent of these new, blood-pumping changes had been reimaging its upper half as a tight, tight bustier. And of course there was no way her new racy wardrobe could be complete without a promiscuous boob window... one her pink-capped melons were constantly struggling against!
No doubt whoever had designed it wanted her to look a little more exciting for her adventure, but she'd have to have words with that particular pervert sooner or later... They obviously hadn't anticipated her huge new figure in all its curvy softness!
The Princess busied herself raising her silky white gloves to grip, and playfully smoosh, her own enormous Princess pillows. With one eye on her endowments and the other on the game's timer, she worked her bosom over again and again in an effort to ease them back into the pink cups woefully unsuited to containing them. She didn't have all day, after all~
After a few seconds of wrestling with her soft, supple tits, Peach was given no choice but to either start moving forward or risk losing on the first level, even if she could barely run without spilling out. So the curvy dame of dames set herself forwards, immensely-fertile royal hips bustling seductively with each step. She focused on doing her absolute best to keep her swaying figure contained, reminding herself she wasn't exactly the spitting image of a capable hero yet!
But that was fine! After all, first levels were in video-games for a reason, weren't they? They were there to carefully and gently ease the hero into their journey, help them learn the most basic of mechanics... The road to take was clearly laid out without a single twist or turn, and all the enemies had uncomplicated AI fit for even a toddler to tackle with.
Even the most bubble-headed, brainless nymphomaniac blonde could surely take five minutes out of playing with her own overabundant curves to focus on these simple concepts? To lose on the first level, why, one would have to be little more than an object at that point. Only the most vapid of dopey, giggling bimbos couldn't do this.
Well, Peach had better get started, then! She cast her eyes down the path that stretched intimidatingly ahead of her, thankfully with only a handful of bottomless pits dotted here and there. A trio of Goombas steadily patrolled back and forth down the brick road, two on the ground and the third waddling along a mixture of Question Blocks and bricks floating in mid-air.
This was it! Peach's chance to prove she could be an independent, free-thinking woman, and not just a trophy for the boys to fight over! She was more than a plaything on par with gems, crowns or canine companions... Peach wanted to show everyone she wasn't a fun, cuddly blow-up doll that bobbed her blonde locks in men's laps... She could do that, couldn't she?
Peach briefly considered simply jumping over the Goombas, before glancing down at her abundant cleavage - then back to the encroaching enemies. No, absolutely not! If she tried that sort of thing in these clothes, the game's rating would go wayyyy up! And the chances of any of the boys who actually played the game completing it would plummet - there'd be thousands of horny males hitting the jump button over and over, one hand on the controller and the other down their shorts... until the timer really did run out!
But she couldn't exactly sidestep, either. The bouncy blonde had no choice. She'd just have to do it with her typical aura of demure, classy confidence!
Peach lifted her dress above her ankles so that she could actually get a running start, her pouty lips pursed in an expression of determined focus - as if willing her tits to stay restrained! She almost looked heroic for a second, silky gloves gripping her dress to keep herself from tripping, pink fabric clinging to the shape of her slightly - well, okay, fully - outrageous heart-shaped butt...Then everything went wrong!
In a split second, Peach's full breasts popped right out, at the very same second that she tripped! She could see all those Goomba's menacing faces looming closer as she fell, tits-first, right against the first of their number! With a big, undeniably forceful swing, her hefty left melon fell first upon the creature's head, followed by the slightly bigger right one knocking him senseless! The little goomba was rendered out cold, but Peach's momentum kept her going, tumbling into the second one with her voluptuous rear-end. A puny little enemy like that couldn't possibly take all that bounce!
With cute, comical sound effects, the pair of defeated Goombas were squashed flat as pancakes. A moment later and they'd poofed out of existence entirely! It would have been a delightful victory for the Mushroom Princess, if not for her completed debauched posture moments later. With a panicked cry and an end over end roll, Peach ended up lying prone in front of the third goomba, ass in the air and tits cushioning her fall. She was thankfully fine, with only her long blonde locks slightly ruffled.
But what a sight she made of herself! What a completely undignified, slatternly look, colossal panty-clad behind up in the air and petticoats up around her hips. Peach couldn't even excuse the way she arranged on being brained by colliding with the Goomba... The only thing her head had hit had been a pair of breasts soft as clouds, big enough to conjure images of melons, grapefruits, watermelons... Appropriately so! They were healthy, naturally grown and very ripe for feasting on.
As it turned out, that was exactly what that fiendish Goomba did! He hopped down from the higher up platform and flopped face-first onto Peach. His little teeth, despite being so small and unimpressive he could barely chew through paper, were now biting into the lacy material of her pretty pink dress, eagerly struggling to get at the creamy pale flesh within. "Grrr!"
Peach might have been done for, if she hadn't suddenly remembered those Question Blocks nearby. Perhaps one of those held a weapon she could use to defend herself!
