Triple Princesses

Mere days ago, Rosalina, watcher of galaxies, could barely have entertained the possibility of returning to her home planet so soon after having already visited it.

However, one week ago she'd been summoned by a resident of that planet who had once been kidnapped, whisked into and then rescued from Rosalina's domain.

That resident had since taken Rosalina on a whirlwind tour of lands she'd not visited in centuries. It was then that Rosalina realized: while she'd changed, her home planet had changed even more.

In the space of the last few hours, she'd come to know Princess Peach--and her similarly royal best friend Daisy--in ways she never could have imagined. Ways that had been soft and tingly. Ways that robbed her of breath and energy... but which were oh, so worth it.

She was resting, bereft of clothing, in their embrace now, drifting off into slumber after finding out just what true friendship entailed in Daisy's country, in Daisy's quarters, on Daisy's bed... in Daisy's arms, and Peach's as well.

To not be alone anymore...

The concept had eluded her for so long, that it was once more new and exciting.

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As consciousness finally left Rosalina, Peach and Daisy, in the midst of cuddling her and stroking her hair, met each others' eyes. Smiles appeared, silent messages were communicated, and after making sure Rosalina was comfortable, they left the bed, re-robed, and walked briskly to the hallway outside of Daisy's room...

...whereupon Peach promptly pinned Daisy to the wall and assaulted her with kiss after kiss, completely surprising her with sheer enthusiasm. Daisy could barely get a breath, much less a word, in edgewise, so she did the only other logical thing: return every kiss she could until Peach calmed down somewhat.

"Y-... you a little hot under the collar too?" Daisy finally gasped amidst the onslaught of affections.

"Is it that obvious?" said Peach, just as short of breath. "I know it was for a good cause, but I swear, it took everything I had not to yank you off of her and onto me."

"Hah! Guess we had something in common back there. Well, I'm glad you didn't!" She walked fingers up the length of Peach's cheek. "Because I've got something in special in mind for you tonight, too."

Peach broke away from their embrace, shivering in excitement. "You... you do?"

"Don't I always? I cherish your visits, Peach. So I make it a point to spoil you during every one." Daisy waited for Peach to finish blushing before continuing with, "I had a new addition to my castle made a couple of months ago that I've been just dying to show you! Come with me..."

She walked off, not even looking behind her to see if Peach was following.

Some things, she just knew.

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"triple princesses"
a super mario brothers fan fiction
by inverse, various months 2010

chapter 2:
a princess's heart
all characters are copyrighted and owned wholly by Nintendo.
no money has been made with this, and none is ever to.
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It was only a short walk down the hallway before Daisy opened another door, gesturing for Peach to enter. Inside, another giant room greeted Peach's view. As she took it all in, Daisy reached towards the wall, fiddled with a couple of knobs, and the room in front of them quickly filled with steam as warm water poured in from above.

"New shower?" asked Peach.

"Newest shower," Daisy replied, closing the door and disrobing. Peach followed suit. "Come on over and check this out..."

Both princesses stepped into what was more of a lounge than any sort of tub or stall. Through the rising steam, Peach could make out plenty of room for several people to stand... or sit, given the built-in benches to the walls at the left and right of her.

"It's bigger on the inside," she said.

Daisy sighed happily. "I know. I love it. But that's not even the best feature of this place."

With a wag of her finger, Daisy beckoned Peach straight ahead, further on, to the far end of the shower, and the wall adorning it-

-wait! There was no wall! What the heck? Fearing for her life, Peach gasped and jumped back, while Daisy just laughed.

"Oh, don't worry, Peach! Do you think I'd ever hurt you? Look! Diamond glass." She placed her hand flat against what was otherwise a gigantic and gorgeous view of her home kingdom; still brightly lit and with the moon shining outside for extra effect. "See? Nothing to be scared of! Also, totally steam-proof. Made sure to ask for that."

"O-oh," Peach said, panting for breath as she calmed down from the shock. "Now I get it..."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Peach. I didn't think you'd react that badly."

"It's all right, really. I know you're the adventurous one between us, but sometimes I forget by just how much." Peach smiled. "My fault, not yours."

Daisy smiled back, and gave Peach a quick hug. "I love it when you understand me."

Peach hugged back. "Well, it's not all that tough."

The two stood side-by-side in front of the clear glass wall, admiring the landscape visible before them. "I like to use this shower when I'm really stressed out from the day," said Daisy. "The water relaxes me, and then I get to look outside to remind myself who I'm doing all of this for, you know?"

Peach nodded. "Selflessness amidst indulgence. An interesting concept..."

She looked down at the party below, which was pretty close to them, even from this height. She could even make out the smiles on peoples' faces.

Then Peach realized something.

"Wait, but... can't people see you?"

Then Peach remembered something else. Namely, that they were in a shower. Meaning that both of them at that very moment were completely naked and dripping wet.

"Hang on... can they see us right now?"

Peach tried to back away, only to find out that she couldn't. Her path was blocked by the only other body in the room, whose arms now held her fast in place.

Mere seconds earlier, Daisy had slipped behind Peach, and now, she was in perfect position to make sure both bodies stayed where she wanted.

Peach was about to ask Daisy just what she meant by all of this, when the answer was given in advance through an alluring whisper in her ear:

"Maybe I want the whole world to be able to see just how much I love you."

"You..." Peach paused, her breath quickening, searching for an explanation. "Wait, Daisy, you don't have to go quite so--ah! Aaaaaaahh!..."

But it was too late--Daisy absolutely refused to take "no" for an answer. With her arms already wrapped around Peach, her left hand groped her best friend's breast, letting the nipple harden between the touches of her fingertips. Her right hand pasted across her stomach, rubbing intently before slowly moving south...

"Mmmmm, don't worry, Peach," Daisy intoned, her voice laced with a lust she'd finally decided to bring to the surface. "I'm here for you, and I won't be going anywhere..."

Peach's breaths came ever faster. "Daisy... no, Daisy, wait, everyone down there, they're... they can-"

Daisy simply responded by splaying her hand over Peach's quickly moistening pussy, then slipping two fingers inside. She waited for Peach's inevitable surprised, aroused gasp, then began to pump--first both at the same time, then alternating fingers, just the way she knew Peach liked it from so many nights of exploring each other...

"D-Daisyyy...! N-n... oh! I... ohhhhhh!..."

A long drawn-out moan escaped the blonde girl seconds later, letting Daisy know that she was fully hers. Her eyes were no longer looking at the crowd, but through them. Peach was trapped, in the most wonderful way possible, and they both knew it.

After squeezing her left breast for a short while longer, Daisy slipped two of her left hand's fingers into Peach's mouth, which hung open as she panted away. Peach responded by closing her lips around them, sucking and tonguing, mewling cutely as she did so.

The Mushroom Princess's hips bucked, her moans continued, getting louder with every passing second... and as Daisy watched, she smiled. It was always fun playing the puppeteer--especially when the puppet was this willing. Not only did it bring Daisy great joy to know she could make her best friend this happy whenever either of them wished... it also got her hotter than anything.

She soon found herself grinding her crotch against Peach's buttocks, while Peach herself was plastered, arms forward, against the window, exposed against the completely clear glass for all to see if they so wished.

Little did Peach know that this sort of thing happened every time Daisy used this shower. Daisy was, for once, grateful for having someone to share it with.

They both pressed on and against each other, losing themselves to sensation after limb-weakening sensation. As she continued to gently slide against her, Daisy rested her head on Peach's shoulder, words forming in her mind that she could never bring herself to say:

Peach... oh, my Peach... remember everything I said to Rosie about how much you meant to me? I meant every word of that.

Both hands went back to Peach's breasts with renewed vigor, rolling the nipples between her fingers, squeezing and propping the flesh in her open palms.

Just how long have you been watching over me, I wonder? When my father was already gone, and Tatanga kidnapped me, I thought it was all over. I was close to giving up, to accepting that I'd failed my station and my people. But a hero came out of nowhere and saved me, giving me a second chance.

Taking a chance, Daisy removed her right from between Peach's thighs and up to her face, her fingers gliding against her cheek before being guided into Peach's mouth. Peach happily sucked on them this time, moaning onto them as she tasted herself.

Harder was Peach pressed against the glass, more firmly did Daisy grind against the back of Peach's ass as she simultaneously nibbled at the side of her best friend's neck, leaving Peach unable to finish herself off from sheer joyful weakness...

Only one person could have known enough to send him... someone who already knew me and my kingdom existed. Someone who used to play with me when we were kids. Before our carefree romps together were slowly phased out to groom us as true royal heirs.

Peach's groans grew louder, and louder still, until Daisy slowed her actions and freed her hands to reach to the side, grabbing a jar of liquid bubble soap. Squirting and mixing, she worked her hands into a fine, slippery, peach-scented lather. She applied the soap everywhere she could on Peach's gasping, huffing body, roving across silken skin and making it all the more sensitive.

"D... D-Daisy... Daisy... Daisy, Daisy-...!"

Peach chanted her lover's name as around her neck, across her breasts, along her arms, her sides, stomach, hips, everywhere was soaped up, and made slick and ready... except for between Peach's thighs, which Daisy deliberately avoided for the time being.

She still had plans, after all.

But you came back, Peach. Even after life tried to pull us apart, you resisted and returned. I never expected you to. I'd forgotten that it was possible for anyone to care enough to do what you did... form an alliance, promise your resources, invite me to every royal event... finally, finally, I mattered to someone again. Not because of my status... but because they loved who I was inside.

Extra time was given to Peach's breasts, sliding and pinching, squeezing and even gently pulling. Slickened as they were, it felt to Peach as if several tongues were tending to her at once, instead of mere hands. With her eyes closed, the very thought of it sent her into a passionate frenzy.

Perhaps if the two truly were outside...

Too soon, it all stopped again. Unable to make out her surroundings, Peach felt her body being turned around by her shoulders. She re-opened her eyes, and looked through the stream of water to see Princess Daisy wielding a heartfelt smile.

Before she could question, before she could even think of it, Peach was backed against the glass, and Daisy pounced, giving the Mushroom Princess a kiss filled with as much gratitude as she could muster.

Peach... oh, dear Peach, my loving fellow princess... if there really were a way I could show the universe my appreciation, all at once, I would take it in a heartbeat. But this will have to do..."

Truly, Daisy had been waiting for this night for months, to let Peach know just what she thought, just how she truly felt, and none would deny her--least of all Peach herself.

As the kiss continued, one of Daisy's hands finally returned to the region between Peach's inner thighs... and the visitor outright quivered as two of Daisy's splayed fingers traced along both side of Peach's labia. Up and down, lightly pressing and teasing, but all the while, staying deftly away from her clitoris or her entrance, denying--oh, God--denying Peach what she truly wanted most right now...!

And then, just as Peach's legs were almost completely unable to support her... it all stopped again.

An anguished, longing squeal escaped Peach's lips--one which almost caused Daisy to rethink her plans. Still, she pressed forward. After all, it was her motto in life.
Besides, she was almost done.

It was time to show Peach the final feature of her new facilities. She reached up, grasped one of the shower heads above them, and with a quick jerk, it came free in her hand. She made a note of the two buttons on its side, and then proceeded to bring the head closer to Peach, letting the shower stream wash all of the soap off of her body, concentrating on the same spots as she did before, in the same order.

Shower water ran in droplets along her entire body, re-soaking her shoulders, her breasts, her legs, her hair. Peach threw her head back, her back arching as she allowed the soft, ticklish drops to run their course.

"Ahhh... yes, oh, yes, Daisy, yes, yes! Mmmm!" Peach hissed loudly through semi-clenched teeth. She was shivering all over now--feverishly or chilly? She couldn't tell. She was still trying to tell... and eventually, she didn't care. All she knew was that her body was becoming a hotbed of yearning... and she was finally coming to understand just why Daisy was doing all of this.

As if on cue, Daisy giggled. "Enjoying yourself, are we?"

Peach could do nothing but moan in a breathy affirmative.

"Then come on. Tell me how much. This is your night. Tell me what you want..." She moved the shower stream across Peach a little faster, eventually stopping just above her hips. "What you desire..."

Peach's hips began to sway in response. The water... oh gosh, the water... "I... don't want you to stop..."

Daisy pointed the spray in a straight line across Peach's chest before returning it to where it was. "Done. Anything else?"

"I..." Peach clamped up again--if "clamping up" could also be described as "whimpering excitedly."

"Come on, now, Peach, don't be shy," Daisy said to the young woman catching her breath as she leaned her against the glass. "Like I said... I'm not going anywhere."

She pressed the button on the side of the shower head, transforming the water stream's nature from light and gentle, to firm and pulsating. Satisfied, she aimed it directly between Peach's legs, and waited for the inevitable reaction.

She received it, in spades. With a shattering moan, Peach's lust reached incredible heights as the water throbbed unrelentingly against her clitoris, and she officially reached her point of no return. She now no longer held any control over her thoughts or actions... nor did she want any. She now belonged to Daisy, mind, body and heart, and she didn't care how many people were witness to it.

Peach staggered forward, nearly falling into Daisy's arms with a sloppy embrace. "D-Daisy, Daisy! oh, God! I wa... I..." she babbled.

"Take your time," a smiling Daisy said, giving her a kiss. "Don't force it."

Peach did the best she could, under the circumstances of her sex throbbing and hungry as it was. "I want more..." she said, in a voice that was desperately fast. I want you on me, I want something in me, anything...!"

"I thought you'd never ask," Daisy replied confidently. She'd already planned for this outcome, too.

Daisy lay down on the floor of the shower, and gestured for Peach to kneel atop her, on all fours. After taking a few moments to marvel at the view, Daisy pulled her down to tongue her breasts while aiming the shower stream between Peach's legs one more time. Peach squealed and shuddered yet again, crawling forward on instinct despite her legs feeling like mush, looking past Daisy...

...and seeing that the ground was made of the same glass she'd just been pressed against minutes prior. What was more, the shower appeared to be built on an outcropping from the castle tower. She could see people directly below her! Currently they were milling about, oblivious to the supreme naughtiness taking place just above them... but for how long?

Wait. Did someone just look up?

Oh, no. Oh gosh, no, someone did. Someone could see her.

No, no, don't call for anyone else! Don't point up! Don't look! Wait...!

The news spread like wildfire; soon a small crowd had gathered beneath them to watch the world's two most prominent royal figures enjoying themselves in the most carnal sense. Peach wanted to stop it but she couldn't; the glass was soundproof and indestructible, and there was no way to reach them from where she was.

Besides, she couldn't really move as it was, what with Daisy... gripping her thighs, freezing her in place... shifting her body... wha-

In moments, Peach found herself in a sitting position, directly on top of her best friend's face.

After all, Peach had uttered a very specific wish earlier; and Daisy intended to grant it by any means possible. Her tongue slipped quickly inside of Peach's vagina as far as it could go... then out... then in, then out again, oh my God she was wiggling it everywhere as she lashed back and forth, swirling and twirling, churning and slurping...

...and soon, again, Peach really didn't care who could see them anymore.

Daisy held Peach's thighs fast, eating her out. She always had been the more athletic of the two--hell, the one time the Mushroom Kingdom had hosted a baseball tournament, Daisy's throwing arm had scared the assembled half to death. In this situation, Daisy's strong grip cut off any chance of Peach escaping from her long, snaking, sliding, caring tongue.

Not that Peach would have *wanted* to escape.

Her hips continued to swivel and move, back and forth as Daisy's tongue churned inside her, drawing forth and lapping up her juices as if they were the most delicious nectar on the planet... until, with a final brush of tongue against clitoris, her climax finally crashed over her, her final cry drowning out the sound of the shower cascading all around them.

After seeing her come once, Daisy considered bringing her to orgasm again quickly, but as she looked up, she saw Peach a little... overloaded, for the lack of a better term.

At least she knew the shower was still working as intended.

Leaving Peach on the floor for a few moments, Daisy rose and turned off the water. By the time she was done, Peach, while still swimming in afterglow, was slowly approaching coherency.

"You..." Peach eventually huffed. "Oh, you..."

"Yeeeeeeeeeesss?" Daisy said with a teasing, Cheshire smile.

"I-I can't believe you... wow, you've gotten better! Not to mention a little crazy! For everything's sake, woman, how long were you planning all of this? Why do you even have a shower room like this?"

Daisy simply blushed as she rattled off replies. "Thanks, I know, for a month, and, well... funny you should mention that. I've got a little confession to make about this place..."

"Oh? That being?"

"You know this 'transparent' glass? Yeeaaahhhh. Not really."

"Wh-... wait. You mean they're not..." Peach looked down, and saw ground level, along with several partygoers, plain as day. However, no one was looking up at them anymore. "But I can see... I plainly saw... okay, now I'm confused."

"It's a special security glass engineered by the Crygors, so I can keep an eye on my kingdom even in my most vulnerable moments. It's only one-way. We can see out. No one can see in."

"So, this whole time, no one saw us?"

Daisy nodded.

"But-but what about... I could have sworn I saw people looking! I-"

Daisy crawled over, and cuddled Peach. "All in your head, my little passion fruit. That's the best side effect of this thing: it sets the ol' imagination afire! Looks like you saw a few things you secretly wanted to see, hmm...?"

Peach's face turned completely tomato. "N-no way! that's just... I refuse to believe..."

Daisy laughed. "Oh, Peach, don't worry so much! Like I just said, it works the same way for me, too! It's completely normal!"

"No it's not! I'm not you! I'm not someone who gets off on a bunch of people seeing me.... doing... oh, that is it!

Daisy still did nothing but grin. She recognized Peach's reaction as her own from the first time she sampled this glass for one night. It was what had led to the creation of this shower in the first place. "Hmmmm? What's it?"

And then Daisy was forced to shrink back as Peach looked at her dead on and spoke, her royal commanding voice making itself known in full force:

"Daisy of Sarasaland! I place you under arrest for abuse of power! The trial has passed, the verdict is guilty, and the sentence... will be one of my own discretion..."

Daisy backed away further with a mock-gasp. "Oh, no! Dear Peach, Your Highness... please have mercy!"

Peach crawled towards her. "Not this time! You've had too many warnings as it is! A mind as dirty as yours needs a shower just like this... and you'll be getting squeaky clean tonight even if I have to use my tongue..."

Daisy's heart did a few flip-flops upon learning of Peach's plans. "Wow, you sound determined this time." She stopped moving back, allowing Peach to take a hold of her, and get inchingly close. "Maybe I should... finally give in..."

"Trust me," Peach said, their faces close, "it's best this way for both of us."

Daisy nodded, speaking breathily. "Yes, I... I will trust you, Peach..."

As they both kissed, an ethereal chuckle resonated throughout the shower. Both princesses looked around, familiar, until a flash of light heralded a reawakened friend.

Rosalina was levitating before them, hands on hips and smiling. She looked every bit the regality that was commanded of a guardian of space... even while still in the nude.

With a single wave of her hand, the world spun into a blur around the three of them...