Peach and Daisy Quicksand Princesses

Disclaimer: The characters in this story are not mine; they are the property of Nintendo and should not be used in any illegal way in order to make money out of them. AdultFanfiction.net is a public domain site where fans can write what ever they want as long as they acknowledge where the characters come from.
If any character is used in order to gain money then Shigeru Miyamoto will not be happy.

Note: This story was inspired by one of the quicksand stories from Black Squirrel's Archive of quicksand stories called "That's what friends are for". I had partly rewritten the characters to Peach and Daisy and added Mario references. (I also had to get permission from the original author)
I plan to make other Peach and Daisy stories but this story will explain what the other stories would be like.

Peach and Daisy
Quicksand Princesses
TBone Tony
Based on the events of the story “That’s what friends are for” from Black Squirrel.

Peach Toadstool was sitting at her royal desk and listened to the soft music of Kondo while doing the taxes for the Toads of her mushroom kingdom. Just at this moment the phone rang.
"Peach? This is Daisy. Would you like to come over and have some coffee? Or are you too busy?"
Peach grew excited with the sound of her friend's voice.
"Of course I come," Peach answered immediately. "You just picked the right time to call."
"Fine. See you later then."
Peach hung up the phone and got herself ready. She changed into some nice looking outfit and gave her blonde hair an extra dress-up. Daisy Flora was a good friend of her since she was ten years old. They had shared all the years of growing up as princesses of Mushroom and Flower kingdoms and never lost contact. When their boyfriends Mario and Luigi died in the koopa wars three years ago they had come closer even more. They had received tribute money for their bravery, and it was useful for rebuilding their kingdoms after all the destruction King Bowser caused, but it didn't make up for the love the Mario Brothers they had given them.
Peach had been eighteen years old when she realized that she loved Daisy. By that time she had a relationship with Mario and thought that it was just a fascination to her life long friend. When she finally became aware of her true feelings after Mario died, she didn’t dare to tell it Daisy. What would she think if she confessed this desire to her?

Her heart was beating faster when she set off to her friend’s palace in Flower kingdom at the other side of the small pipe world. She opened the small Iron Gate and walked up the small path to the door. Then she rang the doorbell. Just a moment later Daisy opened and smiled at her. She stood 5'4'', had short curly brown hair and a slender body. Her face was cute and the shining blue eyes always showed her mischievous temper. Peach's heart couldn't help but missing a beat every time she met her.
"Peach! Come in! The coffee’s just ready." She gestured her to enter the hallway and closed the door.
Then she led the way to the expensively furnished living room where a pot full of steaming coffee had been put onto the table. They took their seats on opposite sides of it.
"You look really nice today," Daisy said while filling their cups. "Maybe we should go to town tonight. The shopping crowd will get crazy in the afternoon!"
"Yeah, maybe." Peach took her cup and sipped the hot drink.
"Or maybe not. I don't think, I'm in the mood for this now."
They talked about two hours. Peach just enjoyed talking to her and soon they switched to fashion, television series and movies. Then suddenly a beeping noise interrupted their conversation.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Daisy, said. "I seem to have received some mail."
She stood up and went over to her computer. She switched on the monitor and began to fiddle around with the mouse. Peach never quite understood the computer technology or the fascination Daisy saw in it. But then she rose too and went to her friend. She stopped standing behind her and looked incidentally over her shoulder at the monitor.
Many cryptic messages appeared and vanished while Daisy swiftly moved the mouse cursor around. It all went so fast that she couldn't make head or tail of it. Then she froze when a sentence caught her eye.
"In no time the quicksand entrapped me up to my ample breasts," said the letters and Peach indented to continue reading but Daisy just skipped this message by one click of her finger. She couldn't help but let out a disappointed sigh.
"What is it?" Daisy asked and turned around in her chair.
"I - I was just wondering about the topic you're discussing on," she said a bit embarrassed.
Daisy smiled. "It may seem a bit odd to you. This group is dedicated to quicksand and deep mud lovers. This one was a first-hand report of a successful sink."
She looked into Peach’s face and seemed to understand immediately what was going on.
"Did you like what you read?"
"Well ... I - It’s just...” she stammered, unable to express her true feelings.
"Hey, don't worry. It's okay. I like it to be in quicksand or mud. And judging by your expression I would say, it doesn't leave you untouched, does it?"
"Daisy, I - Well ... Alright. I admit it. But isn't it weird to feel like that?"
Daisy shrugged.
"Why? It's just fun. Tell me. Didn't you play in muddy puddles or similar when you were a kid?" Peach nodded. "You see! By that time you of course didn't know about sexual arousal. You just did what made you feel good."
Daisy looked at her best friend who seemed to be completely puzzled.
"Come on, Peachy. Sit down here and read some of the mails I recently received. And maybe you'd like to see some pictures, too."
"You mean you've got photos of...”
"... People sinking? Yeah. Just let me show you how to use this program."
Daisy made room for Peach to sit down and watched her, while she - slowly at first but more and more confident - browsed through some of the messages. She could tell by the expression on her face that she was getting excited.
"I never thought, there were so much people interested in this," Peach said quietly. "Would you mind to show me the photos?"
Finally Peach had seen the whole collection of Daisy's quicksand and deep mud scans. Then Daisy led her to a shelf near the television and showed her some self-made tapes featuring her sinking in quicksand. Peach watched in fascination while Daisy silently packed some equipment into her big knapsack.
After that she turned back to her friend.
"You seem to like it, don't you?"
Peach turned around with a start - her pretty face was blushed with excitement. "Yes, definitely,” she said with short breath. "Who took these shots?"
"I mounted three cameras around this spot," Daisy explained. "Later I just cut together the scenes and copied them. How about a visit? Would you like to see that place?"
"Oh, yes," Peach replied, almost shouting. "Where is it? Is it far?"
Daisy grinned. "No, just ‘bout half an hour car ride. Come on, then. The weather’s fine and it’s still pretty early." She shut down the computer and switched it off.

Less than fifteen minutes later they set off in Daisy's flame-red Yoshi. It was a fast ride over the long winding road leading into the woodland. When they reached a muddy path Daisy stopped her dinosaur and pulled up alongside.
"Well, here we are," she announced. "Just a few hundred feet down this track and we made it. You maybe better take off your nice clothes. They may get ragged or stained in the forest."
She took a pink bikini out of her knapsack and reached it to her.
"Put it on. It won't hinder you in the woods like your outfit would."
At first Peach stared at the swimsuit as if she didn't know what to do with it. But then she started to undress, making sure that nobody was near to see, and put on the bikini. "I'm ready," she said.
"Let's go, then."

Daisy left the Yoshi and led the way down the muddy path into the woods. She felt the warm ooze suck at her feet with every step and enjoyed it squeezing through her toes. When they had entered the forest she made sure Peach went a few feet ahead of her.
"Look over there," she said after a few minutes. "That’s the place. Do you see it?"
Daisy stretched out an arm and pointed forward.
"Yes, there seems to be a clearing. We're almost there."
Peach hurried her pace and Daisy sneaked off the trail into the undergrowth.
"Yes, I remember this place from the video," Peach said when she reached the small round open space in the forest. "But where's the pit? I can't see it." When there was no answer she turned around. "Daisy?"
She looked around but there was no trace of her friend. "Dai? Where are you?"
"I’m coming," a voice from the woods, said. "Just go on a few steps more. Then you'll see it."
Peach smiled and turned around. But when she had walked to the middle of the clearing still no signs of the quicksand pit showed up. "Daisy? Where is it? I still don't-"
Peach broke off short when she realized that the ground beneath her feet suddenly felt moister. She looked down and saw her feet sticking ankle-deep in soft wet sand. Startled Peach tried to step back but her feet refused to lift. They went down into the sand instead and soon she was buried up to her shins.
"Daisy! Help me!" Peach called. "I found it but I’m stuck!"
Peach desperately tried to free herself but only succeeded in sinking deeper another few inches.
Still no answer from her friend.
"Daisy, please!" she called. "Help me out of this! I'm sinking!"
Again and again Peach tugged at her legs but the quaking mire showed no intent of letting her go ever again. She felt panic rising inside her when the tender sand rose over her kneecaps. Her legs were firmly stuck in the quicksand now and she rocked back and forth in a futile attempt to loosen the sand around her thighs. That is, the mire of course loosened but it only helped her downward motion. When the wet grip of the quicksand reached up to her hips she felt a tingling sensation in her stomach. Slowly Peach settled deeper, the mire rising over the panties of her bikini and trickling through the fine fabric. She could feel its moist touch against her crotch and for a moment she forgot the danger she was in. With a sensual moan she slid one of her hands into the quicksand and into her panties. A soft moan escaped her lips when she touched her wet regions and felt the sand pouring in. Slowly Peach moved her fingers in a way only she could do and threw back her head in excitement. Her soft rocking motions buried her deeper and deeper into the soft warm yet inescapable grip of the quicksand but she didn't notice at the moment.
Peach's fingers below the surface and the tight embrace drove her crazy. Her other hand slid over her breasts and finally put off her bikini top to reveal her hard nipples. Peach caressed herself with sensual motions and enjoyed the feeling of being sucked down into the quicksand. It wasn't before the mire engulfed her breasts when she noticed that she couldn't move anymore. Her arms were stuck in the wet grip and her shoulders just disappeared into the pit. Now that her mind cleared a bit she noticed that she got herself trapped to no escape.
"Oh, shit," Peach, whispered to her when she felt her continuous descending.
"What have I ... Daisy?" she asked again, not able to shout anymore.
"I'm here, honey," a voice said. Then Daisy stepped out of the woods onto the clearing. She was completely naked and stepped up to the edge of the quaking pit.
"Daisy! Please! I can’t move! My arms are stuck! Help me out of here!" Peach struggled to free herself but instantly sunk two more inches again.
"Shit! Help me Daisy! I'm still sinking!"
Daisy smiled. "Yes, you are," she said softly. "Just don't move too hard and enjoy the feeling."
And to Peach's horror Daisy took a few steps more and started sinking, too.
"No! Daisy! What are you doing? We'll never get out of here!"
"Do trust me, Peach," Daisy said smiling. "I know what I'm doing."
Slowly Daisy pumped her legs up and down to settle deeper into the mire. Her wonderful shaped body gradually moved forward to the middle of the pit, where Peach was stuck.
Peach watched the well-shaped legs slowly descending before her until the hairy chocolate triangle of her friend's lower regions softly tickled her face. Peach's fingers began moving again and her arousal took over. Tenderly she kissed the skin of Daisy’s belly as it went down in front of her face. The hands of her friend touched her cheeks and stroked her long blonde hair. Finally Daisy's breasts were level with Peach's face and she kissed them passionately - eager to feel as much as possible of them before they were sucked under and gone for good. Finally their eyes met and Daisy, who had held her arms over the mire, ran a finger down over Peach's moist and demanding lips. The princess of Mushroom kingdom desperately sucked at it but Daisy pulled it slowly away. Instead she let it slip down her neck and pushed it down to touch the submerged skin of her breasts. Her other arm slid down Peach's back and she pulled close to kiss her friend. Their lips met with the hot fire burning inside their bodies. Their moans intensified the longer the embrace lasted. Peach still couldn't move but she felt secure and taken care of in the presence of her best friend Daisy.
The quicksand however didn't care for her feelings but sucked at the two princesses and pulled them deeper until their necks disappeared. When the wet sand touched her chin Peach climaxed with such power that she nearly fainted. Daisy broke the edge just a few moments later and their screams mixed in a weird sound of joy and lust. Time after time they climaxed, forcing themselves deeper and deeper into the deadly grip of the quicksand.
When their fire finally ceased they kissed exhaustedly and then their lips separated. They were up to their chins in the slowly rippling mire and both truly trapped to immobility.
"Daisy ... I have to tell you something."
"What is it, honey?" Daisy asked, still enjoying Peach's body in her embrace.
Peach hesitated. "I never had the courage to tell you, but I love you. I don't mean you just being a friend to me.
I really /love/ you. I - I'm sorry, if I-"
"Shush...” Daisy hissed and gave her a brief kiss. "It's okay, honey. I feel the same for you."
When Peach's eyes opened in surprise she continued.
"I always knew that you didn't really enjoy the time you spent with the Mario brothers. But I thought you should get yourself clear about your feelings. I'm happy that you finally told me."
"You and me, trapped helplessly in quicksand and yet I'm happy," Peach said passionately.
"Oh, it feels so good. How can I ever pay back to what you showed to me today?"
Daisy laughed softly. "Don't worry. That's what friends are for."
At this moment Peach recognized that the quicksand just had reached her lower lip. "Daisy! I think it's time we got out of this now. I'm still sinking."
"Uh ... It might be hard now. We're mired really deep. I can't move."
"But...” Peach's eyes widened in fear. "You said, you knew what you were doing."
Daisy grinned. "Maybe I lied?"

"Daisy, please!" Peach said with fear. "I don't want to drown in here! I-"
"Peach, stop fighting against it! If you struggle, you will sink faster. Just calm down and relax. Nothing will happen to you."
Daisy tightened her embrace of Peach's body to make her feel better.
"Do you really think I'd risk it to lose you? Everything will be fine."
"But how? I can't even move my arms."
Daisy smiled and kissed her briefly.
"Just let an old pro show you how this works."
She let go of Peach's body and with slow movements raised her arms until they broke through the surface. This caused her to sink up to her nose but only a second later she bobbed up to her chin again.
"You see? Just don't make fast movements. Take your time and you will work it out."
Slowly Daisy made swimming motions that indeed took great efforts but finally got her to the edge of the pit where she touched firm ground.
"Got it?" Daisy said. "Just try it. I'll help you."
About ten minutes later they lay panting side by side. It took Peach a few minutes to recover but then she started to scold.
"What did you think you were doing? You really frightened me to death! You ... you..." She looked into Daisy's face and started to laugh. "Ah ... shit! Forget it! It was wonderful!"
"You really thought we were stuck for good, didn't you?" Daisy grinned.
"Yeah, you creep! But it was kinda exciting, too."
Daisy nodded. "I’m sorry if I went too far. But I just couldn't resist the opportunity."
Softly Daisy strokes a strand of hair out of Peach's face.
"You looked so damn cute in that mire!" Tenderly Daisy slid her hand over the muddy skin of Peach’s body. They enjoyed the feeling of their slick bodies touching each other a short while before Peach finally sat up.
"We really should set off now," she said. "Otherwise I'll probably catch a cold, sunny weather or not."
"Then let me show you a place where we can wash this stuff off."
Daisy rose and took Peach by the hand. A few hundred feet farther into the woods they came to a small pond where they cleaned themselves up. Peach enjoyed the sight of Daisy's naked and wet body while they returned to the clearing.
"I just go and get my clothes," Daisy said. "Would you come with me? I want to show something to you." Together they stepped between the trees and soon came to the spot where Daisy had undressed. She put on her shorts and tee shirt while Peach wrapped a blanket around her bare breasts. Then she saw that a small tripod was standing here too, surrounded by some kind of wire cage and covered with a sturdy foil of plastic. Peach held her breath when she saw the camera that was mounted onto it. She lifted the coverage to look into the viewfinder and saw the word "record" flashing.
"Daisy? Did you-"
"Oh, yes. I nearly forgot! That's what I wanted to show you. Thank you for reminding me."
Daisy walked up to the camera and switched it off. Then she took out the tape and put it into her small bag.
"There are two more cameras around here, as you know." She smiled and winked at Peach.
"Don't tell me that you recorded everything we-" Peach's face blushed.
The flower princess laughed softly. "Of course I did. Three copies of it! I don't want to miss a single thing about it. Do you want to come with me and check the other two?"
When Peach didn't move Daisy looked into her eyes.
"Listen, honey. If you don't want to be filmed, I'll erase the tapes immediately. Just tell me."
Peach hesitated a few seconds before she finally said,
"Maybe we should have a look at them first. Then I'll decide what to do with them, okay?"
"Yes, agreed." Daisy smiled and took her friend by the hand again. "Come on then. I can't wait to see, if the shots are good. Just remind me the next time we got here to bring three new tapes with me."

When they reached the Yoshi Peach put on her clothes and then they drove off. About half an hour later they reached Daisy's palace.
Peach inserted the first tape into the recorder and rewound it while Daisy fixed some coffee. Then they sat on the comfortable couch and watched the tape. Peach felt a bit embarrassed when she saw herself step out into the clearing, slowly sinking and then putting off her bikini top to touch herself. But then she remembered the sensation and felt the arousal rising again inside her. Peach watched herself sinking to her shoulders when Daisy appeared on the clearing. She said some words and stepped into the quicksand too. From the heavy breathing next to her, Peach could tell that the videotape didn't leave Daisy unaffected. The following struggle to escape ended the scene and Daisy quickly changed the tapes.
When the three tapes were through Daisy took out some covers and labelled them "Daisy and Peach" with the numbers "View 1" to "View 3". Peach's thoughts of erasing them were completely gone by now.
"I think this will do great," Daisy said. "If we cut them together we could make a fine sinking scene out of it
For the next WAM-Tape."
Janet looked up in surprise. "You want to publish them?"
"Only with your permission, of course. And only to the people on the list. Some of the tapes I showed you earlier are from my WAM-Tape series. The group loves them and I think they would appreciate it to see more than just me alone. By the way: Would you like to join the group? I hope the things you said were not just because you were aroused."
"Of course not," Peach whispered.
"Stay with me tonight,” Daisy said. "I was waiting for this to happen so long."
And they once again got lost into each other for quite a time.
*
After Daisy showed Peach how to edit on the computer she took a shower and left Peach to surf the net for other quicksand web sites. Many of them had women sinking in quicksand up to their breasts, necks and even all the way under.
After her shower Daisy approached Peach from behind and wrapped her arms around her chest.
"It's late, dear. Why don't you take a rest?"
"I was just up to," Peach replied. "Uh ... my neck's all stiff from sitting at this table."
Daisy’s hands tenderly stroke the skin of Peach's neck.
"How about a massage? Just lay down on the bed and let me do the rest."
"That’s a great idea. Talking about this I now feel my whole body aching for relaxation."
Peach smiled roguish and went to the bedroom. There she undressed and lay herself flat on her belly onto the bed. Daisy joined her a few minutes later, holding a small brown bottle in her hand. She let a few drops of the liquid fall onto the palm of her hand and briefly rubbed her hands together to warm it up. Then Daisy started to move her hands over Peach's neck, quickly finding the cramped knots and loosening them with her fingers. Peach moaned with pleasure when the pain ceased. Daisy took another load of massage oil and spread it over her friends back. Peach's skin started to shine in the dim light.
"Oh, this is great," Peach, purred. "Your hands are so smooth."
Peach closed her eyes while Daisy continued to stroke her.
"I’m glad you like it," Daisy said with a smile on her face.
Then Daisy silently removed her tee shirt and poured some of the oil onto her firm breasts.
Slowly Daisy bent over, rubbing her cushions over Peach's back.
"Mmmh," Peach hummed. "This really feels good."
Peach opened her eyes and saw Daisy's oily hands beside her while something was moving on her back.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Turn around and you’ll see." Daisy watched while Peach's slick body moved.
Then Daisy poured even more of the fragrant liquid onto her breasts and lays her full weight onto Peach.
"Oh my god! You're driving me crazy." Peach squirmed under the oily pressure of Daisy’s body.
She cupped her breasts with her hands and squeezed them gently. Silently she enjoyed the ginger kisses and strokes. When they were done with this Peach would truly be relaxed, for sure.
The End.

PS. After Daisy posted the film on the Internet, an independent movie producer saw it and was amazed by the potential talent both Peach and Daisy had. He hired them both to do movies that involved quicksand perils and Peach and Daisy became a popular duo together.