A pair of big, blue, shiny, jiggling cheeks was the first thing Peach saw when she opened her eyes. They were a few feet from her face; each cheek shifting as the person attached to the glorious buns shifted their hips. It was an ass of beauty, not as big as the princess', but big enough to fill both her hands. So ripe, so firm, yet they had a wiggle to them that enticed the eyes. Licking her suddenly dry lips, Peach reached out to give the tight ass a pinch.

“Ouch!”

Her grope victim spun around, removing the lovely pair from Peach’s vision. Moving her eyes up, Peach had to look past a large firm belly and two plump breasts, all covered in skin tight blue latex, before looking at Samus’s slightly more cherub face. Peach stared dumbly at her fatten friend. It was always so strange seeing someone you know gain a few hundreds pounds, not that Peach was complaining. Her eyes traveled back over Samus’s huge body, eating up every inch of her fat form. Everything had bloated out like with her and Amy, thicker thighs, rolls of fat all over and everything jiggling. Her bulging form was held skin tight in her zero-suit, only now the stretched garb couldn’t prevent Samus’s assets from shaking like jelly. Peach could see her chest shaking even as she breathed, each boob shifting up and down, up and down, up and down.

“Eyes up her princess,” Samus sharply spoke and Peach obeyed instantly. Whatever the sexy blond wanted she’s do it. Sitting up quickly, Peach diverted her eyes from Samus and checked out her surroundings. It took her a second flat to realize she didn’t recognize the room.

“Where am I?”

Samus smiled and gestured to her surroundings with a wave of her hand. “You’re on board my ship and this is my private living quarters.”

The room was empty. There were no wallpaper, just cold, stainless steel walls with nothing decorating it. No furniture, save the bed Peach was sleeping on and not a single personal touch. Peach had seen prison cells with more stylishness. It fit Samus’s personality though, functional, but nothing else. Turns out that big time bounty hunters are not big on decorating.

“So you’ve dragged me to your room have you?” Peach hotly said. Throwing her blanket off, Peach turned to her side and rested her elbow on the bed and her face in her hand to make a sexy pose that squished all her fat assets together into a tight package. “Are you going to ravage me in this cold dark ship where no one can hear me scream?”

Samus grinned at the sexy princess lewdly, leaning her own face down so she could stare directly into Peach’s starry, blue eyes. Her warm breath blew onto the princess’s face, making her shiver in delight. “I may just do that princess,” Samus said in a bold sultry voice that nearly made Peach squeal. Samus was great at turning any mood hot. The normally cold bounty hunter was a positive sex cat when she wanted to and Peach sweated heavily at the thought of their fat bodies grinding into each other. Samus leaned in, as though she was going to plat a big wet kiss on Peach’s lips. The princess opened her lips, ready for a wet, open mouth kiss, but then Samus pulled back and winked at Peach. “Maybe another time. I've got to land the ship when we reach Dreamland and I’ll need my focus if I’m going to keep this bird from crashing. I doubt that planet has any intergalactic airports so I’ll need to be careful.”

“Wait what? We’re in Dreamland?” Peach blurted out, sitting back up now that she wouldn’t be lying on her back with her legs spread. Had she missed something? The last thing she remembered was going to sleep beside Samus and Sonic, a struggling meal in each of their bellies. Now that she thinks about it, how had Samus even gotten her into her ship? The girl was strong, but Peach was hardly light. What was going on here, had she blanked out or something?

“About time you got with the program. You’ve been sleeping for twelve hours, we tried to wake you up, but all you did was roll over and go back to sleep. Nearly lost Tails when you turned over. Since we couldn’t wake you, I had my ship teleport you in so we could go. Now get ready, we’ll be reaching Dreamland in less then an hour.” Flipping her long gold hair back, Samus went to leave, but Peach grabbed her hand before she could get out. Peach didn’t like being uprooted without warning, it reminded her too much of being kidnapped. The new, fatter and more broadminded Peach didn’t like the thought of being kidnapped. She refused to be a victim anymore. Samus had better have a damn good reason for taking her without any warning.

“Why are we in such a rush? What’s the emergency? I thought we had time to spare before going to find Kirby?” Peach’s question made Samus’s good mood evaporate in a second. The blond became silent and suddenly wasn’t able to look her friend in the face anymore. Samus bit her lip in shame over her inability to speak. She was horrible at giving bad new and didn’t know how to soften the blow. Finding her voice, she just blurted everything out.

“Last night, Link and Zelda tried to defeat Rouge and Kootie Pie. The details are sketchy, but witnesses saw the fat pair leaving with bellies that moved like they were alive and since then, no one has seen or heard from Link or Zelda. It’s pretty obvious what happened to them.”

“They were eaten,” Peach said in a small voice as her eyes widened in shock and horror. Zelda and Link were gone. Peach had only spoken to Link a few times, but he seemed like a stand up guy and a real hero. She was however very close to Zelda. They had shared long afternoons together, talking about all they had in common. You don’t meet beautiful princesses of magical kingdoms who have a tendency to be kidnapped and rescued by hated heroes very often. At times, Peach even looked up to the fellow princess, seeing her as how all princesses should be, cultured and strong willed. She was her friend, something Peach seemed to be losing quickly as they were gobbled up. First Daisy and the Mario brothers were eaten and now Zelda. Who was she going to lose next?

“Oh crap!” Muttered Samus in a whisper as she saw big, fat tears swelling up in Peach’s eyes. Samus was the perfect warrior, tough as nails and twice as strong, but the one thing she couldn’t do was deal with other people’s losses. Whenever she lost someone, she bottled up all the anger and sadness inside her and used it to push herself further in battle. Somehow she didn’t think telling Peach to suck it up would work. She had no clue how to deal with Peach’s sorrow and was getting nervous watching her cry. She edged slowly towards the door, hopping to get out unnoticed, when the door slid open.

“Hey Peach! You up yet?”

Looking up, tears running down her chubby cheeks, Peach’s eyes nearly bulged out of her skull when she saw Sonic. Her first lover stood in the doorway with Amy behind him. Usually the pair stayed side by side but the doorway had no room to fit anyone but Sonic. The blue hedgehog, once scrawny to the point of having legs that resembled twigs instead of limbs was now fat. He wasn’t as large as Peach or Samus or most of the other chubby ladies Peach had seen, but he was still huge, even fatter than Amy! His pale white underbelly stuck out, dropping slightly down to his crotch. He had rolls of fat on his sides, some big enough for Peach to lose her hand in. Ironically, the thinnest part of him, his legs were the fattest now. His thighs resembled thick logs, seeming to not grow shorter until his knees. Each chunky leg looks hard and firm, unlike the more jiggly limps of the girls. Elsewhere on the hedgehog was more fat, his cheeks were pudgy, giving him an even cuter appearance that made the princesses heart miss a beat. Sonic was bigger, most likely slower, but that did nothing to diminish the joyful glint in his eyes or Peach’s own feelings for him.

“Sonic,” Peach whispered tenderly, feeling her sadness diminishing just from the sight of him. Something about the good-natured hedgehog made Peach feel more then the lust that he had first awakened inside her. It was like nothing she could quite explain. Just being in the room with him made her feel better, just the sound of his voice put her concerns to rest and when he told her something, she believed it because she believed in Sonic the hedgehog.

“Morning sleepyhead, you sleep well?” Asked Amy as she pushed past her now fat boyfriend. Peach nodded her head, finding herself able to smile just from having Sonic nearby. Peach knew she should hate Amy because as long as she was around, Sonic would only be her friend and occasional fuckbuddy, but the princess didn’t hate Amy. In fact, she cared very much about the other girl. Maybe it was their shared taste in men or wanton lust or love of pink that made Peach like her. Peach had found a true friend in Amy, someone that she felt just as comfortable talking to as she did kissing. In Peach’s eyes, Sonic and Amy were one package. She couldn’t imagine either of them being separated and when they were together, they seemed to fit as one perfectly. All that mattered is that even though Peach found herself caring deeply about Sonic, she also found herself caring more and more about Amy.

“I’m fine,” Peach said, wiping the tears off her cheeks. The lose of Zelda still stung, but it wasn’t as bad as when she first found out. She’d avenge Zelda, and Link just like Daisy, the Mario Brothers and everyone else eaten by those pair of monsters. Peach was no longer a crybaby, she’d mourn her friend, but not give in to her fears and despondency. She’d move forward, fight the good fight and keep smiling. As long as she had Sonic and Amy, she would be all right.

“Can you guys stay with me until we arrive in Dreamland?” Peach innocently asked, not wanting to lose the sense of security Sonic gave her.

“Of course,” Amy merrily laughed and sat down on the bed with Peach. A loud creaking noise came from the bed as hundreds and hundreds of pounds of woman sat down on it.

“We’ll stay and talk. It’ll give me a chance to tell you about some of the new moves I’ve come up with. Wait until Eggman gets a load of me. I’m going to squash his robots flat,” Sonic boasted as he dropped down onto the bed between the two girl’s he’d slept with recently. Another loud creak came from the greatly abused bed, but the lovers ignored it. Happy and close together, the three fat lovers didn’t have a care in the world. And that was how Samus left them. They deserved as much happiness as they could get in this cold empty universe.