“So how big were her breasts?”

Tails groaned and rubbed his forehead, trying to suppress a headache he suddenly felt coming on. Tails, Birdo, Sonic and Peach had all left the bedroom together after the princess had finally gotten dressed and Tails had gotten his hormones under control. Amy had been forced to stay and wait for a new dress to be made for her more bulky frame. Staying behind didn’t bother her too much because it gave her more time to study her new bootylicious form in the mirror. They had headed towards the royal dinning room right away, having Peach send orders for a massive feast to be prepared for her guests. By the time the hefty princess had sat down the food was ready and she dove in. Everyone else had seated themselves as far away from Peach as possible to avoid getting covered by flying saliva or food.

“This is serious Sonic. Can you not think of sex for one minute?” Tails exasperatedly begged, realizing a second after that he was asking for the impossible. Sonic always thought with his other head ever since he first started banging Amy like a drum. Speed, friends and sex were all Sonic really cared about lately. If something wasn’t connected to one of these things, he tended to drift off.

Looking tiredly at his oldest friend, Sonic shrugged nonchalantly and took a bite out of his eight chilidog of the meal. Swallowing his food quickly, he patted Tails on the back in solace. “Relax, I was listening. Some big fat turtle shows up on the golf course, eating some flower girl and threatens to eat you before disappearing. Doesn’t seem that odd, a lot of people seem to be fat and getting eaten lately.”

“First off, she wasn’t fat, she was HUGE! I’ve seen busses smaller then Kootie Pie,” Birdo explained, getting frustrated herself from the lack of concern Sonic had about the situation. Aren’t heroes like him supposed to get all self ritious and go running off into danger without a second thought when a villain appears. This was why Birdo preferred being a bad girl, it was so much simpler. “Secondly, she didn’t eat ‘some flower girl’. Her name was Princess Daisy and she was a close friend of to Peach.”
Sonic’s carefree attitude dropped immediately and his eyes narrowed as he became completely solemn. “Why didn’t you say that from the beginning? If you had told me one of Peach’s friends was eaten, I would have paid more attention. Nobody messes with my lover’s friends, not when I’m around.”

Birdo and Tails gaped at the sudden change in attitude Sonic had once finding out someone close to Peach had been hurt. The complete turn around confused Birdo, but Tails recognized the significance right away. The fact that Sonic cared so deeply about Peach’s feelings sent alarms off in Tails brain. Sonic was always protective of his friends, but he only got this serious when one person he was close to in particular was in danger, Amy. It could mean nothing or everything; all Tails knew was that Sonic cared for Peach greatly. Either as a simple friend to fool around with or something more had yet to be seen.

Turning to his right, Sonic looked across the table to Peach and his expression softened. “Lets keep flowe…. Daisy’s fate a secret for now. Peach is having such a great time, I’d hate to ruin it for her.” Sonic smiled softly, taking in the sight of Peach eating with joy. Peach was great, cute but incredible sexy, with a blissful attitude that was contagious. Seeing her happy somehow made Sonic feel happy.

Also taking in the sight of Peach was Tails and Birdo, who looked on with mixtures of disgust and fascination. Peach’s face was covered in half chewed food, gravy and saliva. She had forgone with using utensils and was cramming food in one handful at a time. They couldn’t tell what she was eating because the mess she was making was covering everything. A turkey was spotted in the pile of food Peach was gorging herself on, but that was quickly gobbled up by Peach in a few seconds. Her fat form shook under her dress as she ate, making her fidget her huge ass on the small chair she was sitting on. Some how, Sonic found this sight appealing, but Tails and Birdo had no idea why. Who enjoys watching someone sloppily gorge themselves on fine food?

“Wooooohooooo!”

“Hubahuba!”

Stomping into the royal dinning room were two men not usually seen inside Peach’s castle unless they had broken in. Bowser and Wario surveyed the portly princess with joy as they saw her chug a gravy boat filled with thick, fatty juices. Some of the gravy ran down her multiple chins, getting onto her blouse. Now an even bigger mess, Peach creased her gorging and turned to her guests.

“Hello boys, how was golf?”

“Gooooood,” the pair of villains answered together, never taking their eyes off Peach. They both nearly collapsed when Peach forced herself up, making her whole body jiggle as she pulled her massive bulk up right. While Bowser and Wario grinned happily, Peach had her own mischievous smile. She used to dislike Bowser and Wario back when she was prudish and proper, but now that she was free of the restraints of formalness, maybe she could give them another chance. Or at least mess with their tiny heads. That sounded funnier.

Moving towards Bowser, Peach lightly put her hands on his cold, scaly shoulder and winked at him. “So nice to see you Bowser. We only seem to meet when you kidnap me. One of these days, I must kidnap you. We have a nice dungeon in the castle where I can shackle you up and give you a very physical ‘interrogation’.”

Peach blew into the Koopa Kings ear as she sultrily whispered interrogation, leaving Bowser with the clear idea of what she was insinuating. Trembling all over, Peach moved away from Bowser and slid behind Wario. Wrapping her arms around his bulky back, she grinned as he visible tensed underneath her. Pushing her breasts into his back, she cheerfully started speaking to him.

“We’ve never really spent any time together Wario, why is that? I can think of so many things we can do to have fun. Like…. Oh… a farting contest!” Wario blinked, not expecting to hear a suggestion like that from of all people Princess Peach. Before he could ponder any more, Peach leaned in closer, purring into his ear like she had with Bowser. “It’ll be fun. We’ll see who can fart the loudest and the smelliest. You’ll have to keep your nose near my big booty to test my farts, but I think it’ll still be fun, huh?”

Across the table, Tails and Birdo were laughing their asses off after hearing what Peach had told the two villains. If her words weren’t enough, the two tough villains were gapping like fish, unable to function after hearing Peach tease them both. Sonic only grinned and shook his head, enjoying the sight of Peach finally being a free spirit, but also feeling a little troubled. He didn’t consider Peach his, just like he didn’t consider any of his lovers solely belonging to him. If Peach wanted an Ménage à trio with Barney and Captain Stink, he wouldn’t complain. But he still needed to lay down the law. Him and Peach were friends, very close friends. If those two get any funny ideas about trying to force Peach into anything, they need to know there is going to be trouble. Maybe Sonic would just have to tell them right now.