It was another tiring day for Brian as he pushed open the doors before heading out into the cool night air. Fresh out of college, the young man had taken to pulling part time gigs while hunting for jobs, from convenience store clerk to supermarket stock counts, Brian had never really felt satisfied working each ship he jumped to as he continued to send out resumes to any game development team in the country he could, while getting rejected or put on hold just as fast as he sent them..

And even with the tidy sum of money he was getting working this new plumbing gig, the effort needed to put up with the oftentimes incredible stench and grime associated with the job coupled with the way people a mile away seemed to steer clear from him made him want to quit, before second guessing himself as he contemplated whether jumping over to another job that would probably never pay as good as this was really worth it.

Maybe if something exciting were to happen every so often to break up the monotony of rushing to different locales that all came in the same boring layout with barely anything except the intricate system of pipes worth looking at, then maybe Brian’s interest in this well paying yet loathsome job would remain.

“Damn it, I'm gonna run myself dry at this rate…”

Shaking off his worries as the street lights began to blare with the turning of the lights from red to green, Brian strode quickly down the crossing, eager to get himself some takeaway from the local Chinese store near his apartment block. Until he notices something in the corner of his eyes, glancing downward in surprise to see a circular abyss where ordinary tarmac once was.

‘Strange…was there always a manhole there?’ But by the time the thought clicked in his head, Brian’s foot had already slipped past the polished leaf-green rim and into the hole, falling forward with nothing to grab on to as his head smacks hard against the polished metal walls of the seemingly endless drop as his consciousness takes a hard hit, struggling to reach out for anything to grab ahold of while fighting away the throbbing pain in his head.

But with how smooth and linear the drop was combined with how fast Brian was falling, it didn’t take long for his vision to fade to black, the dwindling sunlight above shrinking away to a tiny dot with the wind whipping past his hair, leaving him blind as he struggled to get a bearing on where or what he was even looking at while continuing to free fall down the impossibly deep pit he had assumed to be a manhole, falling way past the point where he would have expected to land in a pool of grim and dirty water

When he had hoped for a more thrilling time while on the job, falling down a surprisingly deep pit to his presumed death wasn’t what Brian had in mind.

“Y-You’ve gotta be shitting me!” But shouting in such a tiny enclosed space only resulted in his own voice bouncing all around him in an endless echo, hearing the metal begin to creak as his terrified shout begins to sound like the roar of an enraged bull. Clenching his eyes shut as he waited for the inevitable to happen with the warm tingle of wind against his face growing stronger and stronger with how fast he was falling, it wouldn’t be long till he came flying out the other end and into a fine red mist on the ground.

Except the afterlife wouldn’t be where the unfortunate Brian would soon find himself as he feels himself spin rapidly just before exiting the rim of the green pipe he had unknowingly been sent through, a strange sense of weightlessness catching him mid air as his eyes snap open, taking in the warm orange glow of the lit scones hanging on the sturdy gray stone walls, weirdly familiar dwarvish people returning his shocked gaze with beady eyes that sparkled in excitement. Before tumbling back down to the ground with the return of gravity taking hold of Brian once more, slamming down onto the soft carpeted floor, knocking the air out of him as he rolls over onto his side, clutching at his aching chest while coughing out the saliva and phlegm that had snagged in his throat.

With the initial adrenaline rush at having to face his own death fading away as he struggled to catch his breath from how panicked his breathing was, Brian looked up and around him at the small humanoid entities murmuring excitedly among themselves, all of them wearing strange form-fitting white clothes that hugged their orb like torsos snugly, peachy arms stretching out from sleeveless shirts that came in a variety of colors. But most eye-catching of all though, were the giant spotted caps all of them wore on their heads…which instantly gave Brian a clear idea of where he was, as much as he refused to believe it.

Crawling up to a seated position as he leaned against the cool metal pipe behind him, Brian dared himself to speak as he eyed the curious video game characters before him. “You…You guys are Toad aren’t you? F-From Super Mario!”

At the mention of their name, the two Toad’s closest to him turn their heads toward him with a smile on their faces, the one with a spotted pink mushroom cap nodding in affirmation with a curious staff held in her hand. A very familiar staff that seemed to be very far away from its intended holder.

“That we are kind sir! But how’d you figure us out? We haven’t even spoken a pip to you!”

Ruffling his head while unsure of what to say, Brian shrugs his shoulders, giving the best he can as he tries to explain himself. “Well…you guys are sort of ‘popular’ in my world I guess? Mario and the others too. Don’t think there's anyone who doesn’t know who or what you guys are.”

Expectedly, he was met with a chorus of ‘ooh’s as the small mushroom folk giggled excitedly upon hearing the news, not having the heart to tell them that they really were just mascots meant to promote the main leads of the games they starred in. But seeing how happy they were just by being told they were well-known made Brian think they really wouldn’t have minded it either way.

But more pressingly, Brian had no idea why he was here at all, assuming the Toad’s to have done something to bring him to their world either on purpose or on accident as they were usually prone to in the few Mario entries he’d dabbled in before while being taught on the basics of level design in games.

And that golden scepter gripped tightly in the hands of the Toad with the single polished gemstone glimmering in the warm light was beginning to look all the more suspicious considering how he had almost never seen it outside the hands of that annoying flying video game character he didn’t even know the name of.

“Uhh the name's Brian, It’s nice to be here and all…but I'm assuming you were the ones who brought me here? What's the occasion…and that thing isn’t yours right?”

Clicking her tongue in a comical manner as she waddled around while waving the scepter in the air, the pink Toad addresses Brian’s concerns as his eyes keep watch over the crimson orb waving madly in the air, half expecting a jumble of shapes to come flying out of the end with how much the excited Toad was swinging the thing.

“Keen eye! We snagged it when one of Bowser’s goons dropped it after Mario beat em to a pulp! But you ask too many questions, has anyone ever told you that?”

So they weren’t above looting from their enemies, despite how rosy and innocent the games made them out to be, Brian had a feeling that things in this world didn’t seem to follow the logic and story of the video game series, at least not a hundred percent. Out of the corner of his eyes, he could still see the familiar cartoony furniture arranged neatly against the walls of what he was assuming to be the iconic Peach’s Castle. But if he was here then where was the titular owner residing within?

“No I don’t think anyone’s ever said that about me but…you still haven’t told me why you brought me here? And where’s Peach?”

“That’s Princess Peach to you! And there you go again with the questions! Ahh very well, if you’re so eager to find out, then I think it’s best if we just show you.”

Without even waiting for Brian to finish sentence as he lifted a brow at the vaguely ominous words of the slightly frustrated Toad, the scepter was swung downward, releasing a swift cloud with the signature triangles, cubes and circles spinning all around it towards a surprised Brian, barely managing to dodge to the side as one of the pink triangles dissipated harmlessly as it bounced off his shoulder in a small cloud. Eliciting a mixed reaction of gasps and groans from the Toads, surprised at his successful dodge as he stared in annoyance at the pink Toad, whose confident facade had seemingly been broken with the ineffectiveness of her magic scepter.

Moving over with his size advantage easily crossing the distance between him and the Toad, Brian single handedly lifts the squealing imp with a gentle squeeze to her cap, bringing her up to his face as flickers her over the nose like disciplining a naughty kid.

“Oww! I-I’m sorry alright?! I d-didn’t know the spell wouldn’t work!”

“Calm down, I'm not gonna hurt you…not so tough now that your magic stick doesn't work huh? What spell did you even try on me anyway? And you still haven't answered my question.” Waving the tiny Toad dangling between his fingers, he almost felt sorry for the bawling thing as she wept dramatically. ‘Then again she did bring this on herself…’

“I-It was for Princess Peach! She’s been wanting to g-go on a long break alone for a while now b-but between her duties and Bowser’s napping, she couldn’t even spend one moment in peace! A-and we wanted to surprise her with that spell in the scepter!”

‘Strange, if they wanted to give her the freedom to go on vacation, you’d think they’d have walked up to Bowser by now and shot him with this thing…’

But before he could finish his thoughts and put the pieces together, Brian’s vision begins to blur, seeing double, then triple of the Toad before his eyes as he lets her go, bouncing to the floor as she stares up at him with a worried look on her face. “Sorry for fooling you…mister?…y-you don’t look so good…”

But of course, he couldn’t hear her over the numbing sensation creeping over his mind as he staggers backward, falling over onto the rim of the green pipe extending up from the floor and barely managing to get a grip over the cool metal rim as his body begins to heat up, visible spouts of steam pouring out of his ears and nostrils as if his brain was overheating as he laid up against the cooling brick, unaware of how his plain black shirt was beginning to dye itself a bright pink, emanating from the point where the seemingly harmless magic particle had landed earlier as it blows up into a puffy sleeve. Rubbing his head with a rapidly slimming hand as the Toad’s murmur in panic and alarm, backing away as they watch Brian continue to shift and transform, his torso swaying slowly from side to side as his vision continued to worsen, the light in his red eyes fading as a blue haze begins to fill the devoid pearls.

“W-Wait…I think the spell might be working!” Giggling excitedly as she watches Brian’s top begin to tighten against his body with the pink coloration of his altered shirt already spreading down to the jeans that had begun to fuse into one soft dress, the Toad’s clamor happily as they watch the muscular body of the human man begin to wax and wane, flesh slithering beneath softening skin as muscle melts away to nothing, leaving behind a feminine pair of arms connected to a dexterous set of hands sporting twig-like fingers, tipped with well cared for nails before an elastic white glove materializes over his arms, hiding them from view as the hem of his shirt tightens into a floral collar, extending up to his slimming neckline as his shoulders recede and slim down. The sounds of reforming bone and shifting organs accompanying the disturbing yet entrancing sight of Brian’s trained figure compacting into a tight slender core as his own clothes pressed in on him, crunching tightly around his waist as his abs strain against the pink fabric, eventually giving up as the chiselled lines of muscle sag and fold in on themselves, producing a tender belly lined with a layer of alluring fat coated over with lustrous skin hidden behind the dress that now extended well past Brian’s dainty feet, clad in a pair of pink heels formed from his boots as his socks snaked up his hairless legs like a wave of milk, clinging tightly as they harden into silky knee-high stockings.

Locked away in his mind and unable to even lift a finger as he felt his body continue to change under the frustratingly suffocating cover of the tight dress that had formed over his comfortable work clothes, Brian could only try to shift his eyes around to get a better look at the rest of his body, glancing over with blurry vision to view his strangely thin arms, a lean tight core that looked nothing like his hardened six pack and the fluffy pink hem of the dress that hid the rest of his legs from view

‘S-Shit! Must be…because of that spell…from earlier…what the hell is it doing to me?!’

Stifling back a groan as the pleasurable feeling of his legs jiggling like jelly runs up his spine, the foreign sensation of trembling fat that coated his sculpted calves and thickened thighs filled his chest with anxiety as Brian struggles to regain control before the air is literally squeezed out of him, gasping in a high pitched voice as a corset slithers under his clothes before tightening itself instantly, pushing out his hips into wide handlebars as his spine contorts inward, forming a tantalizing S-curve that shoved his ass out, feeling it balloon out beneath him into a comfortable cushion as his chest thrusts outward, sweat running down his cheek as emotionless eyes watch a pair of nubs begin to press up against the dress, sensitive nerves and itchy skin forcing a rosy blush as he watches them bloom forth into a healthy set of breasts, heaving with each labored breath before a sudden tickle runs down his back with the cups of a lacey bra sliding over the sensitive mounds to provide some much needed relief.

‘C-Crap…these…really are tits aren’t they? But…what about my-Hngh?!’ With the sudden burst of pleasure unlike anything he had experienced before emanating from between his legs, Brian’s body shifts from it’s slumped over pose into a more prim and proper seating position, the wide eyes of the enraptured Toad’s watching closely as the doppelganger of their beautiful princess raises her legs high in the air, giving them a good showing of her privates as the last remnant’s of Brian’s manhood slurps back up into the greedy slit spasming beneath the silk panties riding up between her plump thighs as she crosses a leg over the other, the slit in the dress giving her as much freedom to move around however she pleased as they parted to the sides. Placing a trembling gloved hand over to her sides as a blue gem manifests over her bosom, steamy breaths clouding the pristine stone as long fluffy curtains of blonde hair fall down her shoulders, brown messy roots smoothing over as an invisible hand applies a generous layer of makeup over Brian’s face, erasing the last vestiges of her former identity as dulled eyes widen into sculpted pearls, cracked dehydrated lips healing over with strawberry flavoured lipstick making those plump cushions all the more kissable as speckled skin washes over with the same porcelain smoothness that had overtaken the rest of her body.

By the time a pair of blue earrings clipped themselves around her earlobes as her body moved on autopilot to tidy herself up, the man going by Brian was no longer in the room with one final tuck of a displaced strand of hair behind her ears. Unfurling an umbrella that had appeared out of thin air with a cartoonish pop before posing for no one in particular, remaining as still as a statue with the imprisoned mind of Brian struggling to overcome the euphoric bliss of the orgasmic transformation despite the serene look on her face.

As her innards rumbled with last minute changes, organs shifting to make room for the fresh womb under her belly, flanked by a set of ovaries that wasted no time in pumping her body full of estrogen and other hormones, the pink Toad waddles up to her princess’ doppelganger, tossing a golden crown inlaid with gems over her head as her eyes flare to life once more, blinking slowly in disbelief as she raises her slim hands over her new body, curious hands rewarded with sharp pin pricks of pleasure as she she explored her body. Both pleasantly surprised at how good it self and horrified to discover her hard earned muscle had all but vanished entirely from the gravure model figure she could easily see through the tight dress pressing up against her body.

Brian never expected much when it came to women in her life, but eyeing up a voluptuous figure in the flesh and feeling skin so incredibly smooth against her fingertips while knowing it all belonged to her made her roil with inner turmoil as she stared down at the crowd of Toads that had remained silent while watching the entire thing unfold.

“Was this what you meant by giving your Princess a chance to take a vacation? B-By having me take over for her?!”

Even her voice came out as a foreign tune that just felt wrong to her, hearing that sweet voice come out of her own lips as she clenched gingerly at her throat in shock, looking down at the pink spotted Toad as she nodded her head excitedly. “Yep, that’s the plan! Though we were hoping you could be more like Princess Peach to keep up appearances y’know?”

Brian had to hold back as she stared down at the innocent smile on the Toad’s face, while she seemed genuinely excited that their plan seemed to be proceeding nicely. Being asked to play the role of a princess right after being robbed of her manhood without her consent left her fuming. Her fingers balling into fists as she struggled to hold back her anger at the careless remark from the smug gremlin.

“I’m afraid that’s going too far, Toad, give the poor girl some room!”

Brian’s shoulders jumped as she heard her new voice come echoing back down the hall from the otherside of the room, glancing towards the heavy wooden doors now lying slightly ajar enough for the woman she now resembled to enter, standing with her arms folded over her chest as her gaze wandered over the gathering of Toads before moving over to her, staring straight into her eyes with an uncertain frown on her face and understandably so; it must’ve been like looking into your own reflection, only if it became corporeal and stopped following your every move.

Everything from the dress to the luscious mane of blonde hair flowing down their backs were mirror perfect copies, making it almost impossible to tell the two apart unless a keen observer knew what to look for; like the way one seemed to be uncomfortable with her own body while the other stood in an elegant poise, back straightened with her arms held up firmly to her own body with no visible sign of discomfort.

“I-I'm sorry but uhh…I’m not a girl…well, at least I wasn't…until these guys turned me into you…your Highness?”

It didn’t take long for the uncertain gaze to grow into shock and disappointment as her eyes fell back onto the pink Toad and the scepter lying abandoned on the floor, rubbing her head as she slowly approached Brian with a look of remorse on her face. “I'm terribly sorry for what my friends have done to you. They mean well, but their actions leave little to be desired…”

Surprisingly, the princess herself bows her head in apology, bending down shamelessly before Brian even though she technically wasn’t the one that had caused the problem in the first place, leaving her flustered and unsure of what to do as her Toad underlings are similarly left dumbstruck and looking more or less guilty at having forced their princess to take on such a humiliating display. ‘C’mon, you’re making me feel like the bad guy here…’

But before she could reach out to get her to raise her head, Princess Peach takes the initiative, grabbing Brian’s trembling hands in her own as gloved hands wrapped around the other, blue eyes staring intensely into each other.

“Which makes this incredibly hard for me to ask of you after all you’ve been through but…could you please stand in for me? I know it’s incredibly selfish of me, but you’d be doing me an incredible favour! I-I can even make it worth your while if you accept of course, you won’t go without a worthy reward! I can even find a way to revert the changes caused by the Magikoopa scepter!”

That made Brian contemplate the offer that the Toads had tried to force on her , previously intrigued with the idea of playing body double to a renowned princess, she was now leaning heavily toward accepting now that she could place her trust in a more or less reliable character than the sly gremlins that stood idly by, shivering at the thought of what would’ve happened to her if she hadn’t dodged the full blast of magic earlier.

What awaited her back home though, wasn’t so appealing either, frowning as she imagined tomorrow being another day spent kneeling before leaking pipes and trudging through crap laden toilet floors. Maybe being a princess wouldn’t be so bad after all…and technically she was going to get paid (hopefully) so in a way, this was yet another gig the fresh-out-of-luck college grad to take on.

“W-Well…I mean i’m not busy or anything but if it helps take some weight off your shoulders, why no-” Brian’s sentence cuts off as Peach jumps into her arms, shoving her back a few feet and almost sending her toppling over with her unfamiliarity wearing high heels making it hard to stay standing as the princess ruffled her head against her neck like an attention-hungry cat.

“Oh thank you! You don’t understand how much this means to me!”

Soon after Brian had accepted the task of playing the role of being the princess’ body double, she was taken around the castle on a short tour led by Princess Peach and the gaggle of Toads as they crowded around the pair, a tad bit excited to be walking around a world she’d only ever seen in video games as her eyes darted over the masonry and paintings that lined the walls, breathing in the fresh air that soothed the ache in her limbs with how much more cleaner it was compared to her old world. ‘This ain’t so bad actually…it’s like those VR games people talk about but…real!’

It was a surreal experience, moving down the cartoonish cobblestone halls and looking out through massive windows at the bright green plains outside with cutesy eyes staring back at her. But as enthused as she was, Brian’s aching body demanded rest after the tiring day at work she had endured before being sent through an interdimensional pipe to a whole new world entirely. Not to mention the taxing ‘makeover’ the Toad’s had put her through to turn her into the spitting image of Princess Peach.

‘Seriously though, how do girls even move with these things…’ Thinking back to the transformation though, only served to reinforce the feeling of being alienated by her own body, every step taken being an awkward shuffle with how her thighs brushed together, sending small pleasurable jolts that made the suffocating warmth of her dress that much more unbearable as she glanced down awkwardly at herself, trying to get used to the fact that she now sported her own sizeable bosom and hips that swayed from left to right as she went.

“And this is my room! You’ll be sleeping here once I…are you feeling okay? You’re awfully pale!”

Stuck in her thoughts, Brian hadn’t noticed how there were beads of cold sweat running down her furrowed brow with her hands trembling slightly as the princess approached her slowly with a concerned look on her face. “A-Ah sorry…it’s just that I haven't had much to eat since i got here y’know? And I sort of got snatched away while on the way back from work…”

“Oh dear, you should have said so earlier! Come, come! There should already be some cake and warm tea laid out on the table!”

Motioning over to the pristine table laid out with a set of silverware and plates for two with a tea set next to it, Princess Peach motions over for her Toad entourage to give them some privacy as they hurried back outside. “Sorry for the trouble earlier, Miss!” Shouting a rushed apology as the pink spotted Toad takes her leave, returning Brian’s small wave as she shuts the door behind her. With the twins left alone, the room falls back to relative peace as the princess fills two cups with light brown tea before handing one over to Brian, who was still busy fidgeting with the hem of her dress as she struggled to find a good position to rest her hearty rear without crumpling the fabric, earning her an amused chuckle from Peach as she sidled over to help out.

“You’ll become familiar with how best to handle yourself in a dress once a few days have passed, trust me!” Bowing her head lightly in thanks, Brian reaches out to grab at the warm cup, bringing the aromatic tea to her lips and letting just a tiny bit of it linger on her tongue…

‘Damn, this tastes better than the stuff they serve at restaurants!’ Before tipping the cup over and emptying the contents down her throat with a satisfied “mmm!” slipping out from her lips. Whatever this was, the rich taste and cooling properties were more than enough to quench her parched throat. Reaching out to grab the teapot, eager for another swig until she noticed Peach watching her with narrowed eyes.

She’d been so engrossed with wanting more of the delicious drink that being in the presence of literal royalty had slipped her mind. “Oh please do continue! It was just interesting seeing myself act so…”

“...unrefined?”

Giggling as she takes a sip from her own cup, the warm smile on her face puts Brian somewhat at ease as she slowly takes a bite from the cake on her plate with a subtle blush of embarrassment on her cheeks. “Oh don’t be so harsh with yourself! Now then…I think I caught your name from what my friends have told me. ‘Brian’ was it? Strange, you’re not from around here are you?”

“‘Not from around here’ is a little understatement but…oh dear…where do I even start with this…”

And so, Brian would begin recounting her tale to a curious Peach, listening as she explained how she had been on her way back from a dreadful job only to end up nearly fainting as she was sent tumbling through a pipe the princess would explain as being a common form of transportation. “I never knew it could cross dimensions though…I really should restrain the little fiends…the things they get up to when no one’s looking!”

Amusingly enough, the moment Brian had mentioned the princess’ status as being something of a pop culture icon in her world, Peach was hooked, asking question after question about how famous she was and what these ‘video games’ were all about. From an outsider's perspective, it looked like two sisters enjoying themselves over an afternoon tea break.

By the time she had exhausted her list of questions, the sun was already beginning to set and the tea had all but run dry at this point, nothing but crumbs remaining where the large fruit cake once lay as the princess laid down her cup before rising from her seat. A content look on her face.

“That was really fun Brian! I’m sorry again for pulling you so far away from home without your consent but it’s been really fun having you here…I hope we can talk again when I return to the castle!”

That made Brian swallow hard as the reminder of her job comes to mind, once Princess Peach left the castle tonight, from then on she would be assuming her identity so no one would know the Princess had vanished and in turn, go looking for her.

“S-So…how long will I be keeping the throne warm again? A week or two?”

Upon hearing Brian’s inquiry, the princess freezes in her tracks midway through picking up a small pink bag that was presumably filled with her belongings. Turning slowly to face Brian with a beaming smile before calmly speaking with each word turning the concerned look on Brian's face into a look of shock.

"Ah right! We haven't discussed the details of what you'll be doing while I'm away now haven't we? Don't worry one bit! From what you've told me, it seems you've got a nice understanding of what's expected at the castle so one month will be a cinch for you!"

"ONE MONTH?!"

"Not so loud! And like I told you earlier, I will make sure you are properly compensated for your time here! And I'm sure playing the role of a princess should be far better than fixing nasty leaks all day right?"

Now she did have a point there, and from what she could tell, playing the role of Princess Peach and getting paid for it was heaven compared to working sewage pipes and choked toilets. 'Besides my computer…I don't really have much to go back to now do I? Even if I do say no…it'd suck to have to go back on my word now that she's all packed up and ready to go…'

Considering all her options, Brian rubs her forehead with a finger before leaning back over onto the couch. "I guess you're right…fine then, one month, and I can go back a happy man! Enjoy your break Princess."

"Aww I knew you'd understand! Thanks for being such a dear! I'll see you in a month's time then, feel free to use my room however you please! And do try to get some sleep in, a rested mind is a capable mind after all!"

Slipping outside silently, Brian, or rather the new Princess Peach, was left to her own devices as she rose off the couch, moving over slowly to the full body mirror leaning against the wall while slowly undressing herself, sending her gloves tumbling to the floor with some ideas in her mind now that she had the room all to herself, tracing her reflection in the mirror with a pretty finger until she was left pointing at her brand new visage, brows creased in awe and fear that she was now the beautiful blonde babe staring at her with bright blue eyes.

“The video games never really did her justice…she sounds super hot too…shit, this isn’t right at all…” Raising her arms around her waist, Peach undoes the strings around her dress, letting the voluminous pink flower fall down around her legs as she swallows hard, eyeing up her long shapely legs as she reaches around her slender rear, struggling to get the the thing off until eventually it too falls to the floor, the brilliant blue brooch glimmering in the dim lighting as the princess’ body double stands alone with nothing but her undergarments left clinging to her voluptuous figure before stepping backward and letting herself fall back over onto the comfy sheets of her bed, planting a hand over her breast, feeling the rapid beating of her excited heart in anticipation of what she next had in mind, hazy blue eyes focused on the damp spot on the lace panties wrapped snugly around her child birthing hips. Growing larger with the erotic ideas already flowing through her head.

While the spell had succeeded in transforming Brian physically into Princess Peach, her mind was still that of the stressed out college grad that had found himself tossed into another world. Leading a life where stress accumulated over time needed to be let out if he wanted to stay sane, and besides video games, there was one other way Brian knew to release this pent up stress as she bent over in her new body, gingerly sliding her sticky stockings off her legs to reveal creamy white skin beneath devoid of the forest of hair she had grown used to seeing. Glancing shyly at the mirror as she lets herself lean back onto the headrest, spreading her legs in disbelief as she struggles to hold back her moans, already feeling incredibly turned on from her intense transformation, pulling a strip tease in front of the mirror was threatening to send her over the edge as her shaky hands struggled to get a grip on her underwear, pawing hungrily at her sensitive skin instead and making it harder for the one hand clasped over her mouth to conceal her needy moans.

“Can’t believe I'm-mmn!-actually doing this…” Finally managing to dislodge her panties from around her hips and down her legs, the sopping wet thing flying a considerable distance away from the bed as her hands immediately work on the bra, slipping the immense thing off her bosom and letting her firm tits flop freely down the soft rolls of fat that lined her belly, fat pink nipples growing perky and erect in the cool evening air as the winds blew in from the open window. Left staring at her own naked body with a vapid look in her hazy eyes, the princess lowers a trembling hand down while kneading a breast in the other, forcing her hips to twitch and thrust in response as her nails graze the tiny nub of sensitive nerves before slipping into the warm lips breath…

–

“Mmm~ what time is it already…”

Rolling around in the slightly damp sheets hugging her body as she slowly awakens to the morning sun shining on her face, a dishevelled Peach rises off the bed dressed in barely anything but crumpled nightwear that did little to cover up her body, a drawn out yawn escaping her as she slides herself off the bed, frowning for a moment before looking down at herself as the recollection of yesterday's events flow through her mind, palming her face in her hands with a drawn out groan after being assured that everything that happened to her wasn’t just some lucid dream her weary mind had conjured up, blushing at the scene of her donning the ill fitting clothes now hanging off her body as she used her own reflection to spur her imagination on as she explored her body before falling asleep when the exhaustion finally caught up with her libido.

But before she could do much else to get herself cleaned up, the door to the room swings open with a familiar high pitched voice breaking the silence as numerous footsteps flood the room with the pink Toad from yesterday quickly waddling up to her.

“Good morning ‘Princess’! Hope you slept well, we’ve got a busy day ahead of us so let’s get you dressed up!” A knowing wink from the Toad was all Peach needed to see to play along, trying her best to put on a bright smile as she rises off the bed despite the dirt in her eyes she desperately wanted to rub at, following the entourage slowly out the door and to the baths as what she could only assume to be the Toad equivalent of a handmaiden settles her into a warm shower after getting her to undress, gently scrubbing her messy mop of hair as she soaked in the bath, trying not to unnecessarily say anything that could give her away as she silently enjoys the first class treatment, sinking into the sweet smelling waters while the Toad’s continued to comb through her hair with another massaging her shoulders.

And once the baths were over, the Toads wasted no time escorting her back to her quarters with her messy bed made nicely for her and the messy clothes strewn everywhere cleaned up. While she did dread the idea of having to put on the cumbersome dress she remembered having trouble with just taking off, her handmaidens were there all the way with her as what she could only assume to be sleeper agents planted by those who knew her true identity was slowly helping her out.

“Wouldn’t wanna get those strings tied too tight though, miss! I don’t know about you, but I'd rather be able to breathe while walking!”

Going through the different steps as she slowly managed to get the dress on despite some of the more questionable stares from the Toad’s that were kept out of the loop. Feeling a little proud of herself after managing to get the last clasp secured behind her back, staring into her clear blue eyes reflected back at her in the mirror as she admired herself, her smooth head of curled blonde hair sparkling in the light as she slipped on the crown she could vaguely remember having set down on the bedside tabletop. Adjusting the brooch one of the Toad’s had handed to her over her chest.

With her regal ensemble prepared, Brian takes in a deep breath in preparation to start the first day of her strange job as a body double, sliding on her heels before slowly strutting out the door, engaging in small talk with her attendants along the way, a cheeky smile spread wide on the pink Toad’s face as she kept a close eye on the princess, noticing every time she fumbled her words or slipped up on her dress or heels.

The day would fly by relatively quick, with close to nothing to do besides wander the halls and explore the other parts of the castle she hadn’t yet seen, Brian’s unnecessary mental training over how best to pull off the Princess Peach-act only ever really came into play when the time came for lunch and attending to the many inhabitants of the nearby Toad Town wanting an audience with her to address a multitude of issues she barely had an understanding of, needing the aid of the only one in the room who knew the real reason why the kindly benevolent Princess Peach seemed to be unable to do so on her own much to her embarrassment.

By the time the last concerned townsfolk had left the hall, Brian was left a sweaty mess as she heaved a sigh of relief, much to the amusement of her pink spotted assistant as she slide down from the comfortable position she had taken on Brian’s lap as she whispered helpful tidbits whenever she was caught in a bind. Despite the initial first impressions of the unlikely imp, Brian could see why she seemed to hold a high position in the princess’ posse.

“Looks like you need to hit the books again ‘Princess’, wouldn’t be so nice to be left hanging if I weren’t around to help now would it?”

And so Brian had spent the rest of the day hidden away in the study hall of the castle, a number of notes and self-made notes from Princess Peach and her tutors at her side as she flipped through the smooth pages, intrigued at the various teachings within as the nerd within her became enraptured by the many books tucked away on the shelves. As much as she missed watching videos and playing games on her laptop after one day of being removed from the blessings of the modern world, being able to at least read was a blessing in and of itself with what few of her belongings that remained in her pockets having been spirited away after the spell had done it’s work.

Soon enough, the time for dinner would come and go, retreating to her quarters after another refreshing bath with a handful of books taken from the study to keep herself busy with. As surprised as she was to admit it, being a princess wasn’t as bad as she thought.

“At least I get to fix my sleep schedule for once, wonder what Peach is up to right now…”

With her mind drifting to thoughts of the princess lying around on a beach or lazing around in a spa without a care in the world. Brian’s focus falls back on the mirror, gazing at herself seated serenely on the bed in her nightgown with a book on her lap. It was so easy to forget she was no longer the well built man she had come here as without the fluffy dress she had grown used to feeling against her body, her mind probably becoming acclimated to the new vessel it now inhabited with the alien feeling of her chest bobbing with each step or having nothing between her legs no longer bothering her as much as it did the day before. Becoming second nature to her with her mind so focused on playing the role of Princess Peach.

But that didn’t mean all was going well for Brian, with the reminder of what happened last night gracing her thoughts the longer she stared at herself in the mirror, the idea of studying and reading more about the history of the Mushroom Kingdom was starting to become an afterthought with how steamy and rapid her breathing was becoming. Mindless hands depositing the book they held on the tabletop before drifting back over to her clothes, undoing strings and sliding off underwear as her nubile body leans back over the comfortable sheets…

‘It wouldn’t hurt if I just did it for a while. It’s my body anyway…right? My body…’

From then on, Brian would begin to nurture an addiction; attending to her increasingly needy body whenever the days came to an end. Eventually by the time the first week was over, the hormonal mind of a young man trapped in the body of a voluptuous female had taken to instantly undressing herself the instant she was alone in her room, locking the doors and shutting the windows as she tended to herself in the dark, with her sessions lasting for hours on end with only minutes spent dedicated to studying, not like it mattered much anymore after she had grown used to the cycle of attending to the many concerns of her citizens, no longer relying on her attendant like she had on her first day, falling back on her only to consult her on minor details she had worries about.

“Surprising how fast you’ve caught up ‘princess’, you’re a natural at this! Been hitting the study at night?” She had answered her question with a subtle blush on her cheeks that day, with the only studying she had ever done since her arrival here being the few quiet hours spent in the study. Her evening experiments with her body’s limits and how far she could push herself in bed were best left tucked away in her mind…

“Y-Yeah…I’ve been reading a lot when I’m alone, really helps with waking up all fresh and happy y’know?”

Eventually, her lack of self control would lead to her becoming incredibly aroused at random hours of the day, the very act of moving around the castle becoming a strain on her mind as she struggled to push the idea of shoving her hands between her legs out of her mind while walking to the dining hall, with each brush of her own thighs against each other and the way her dress cinched itself so tightly around her sensitive body, it was reminding her of her first day after being sent here, only this time, the urges were unbearable and the numbing pangs were now electrifying bolts of pleasure bouncing between her groin and aching bosom.

What few moments Brian had used to spend reading or enjoying tea alone were now being repurposed to stifle the burning need in her body. Like a worn machine that needed maintenance once it had reached its limits, Brian was already beginning to regret being so trigger happy every night with how her body was beginning to feel increasingly needy with each passing day, no longer feeling satisfied with just her fingers after muttering a silent apology to Peach as she began to use other implements lying around to satisfy herself. From the wooden handle of the quill she had been using to write to the crown she wore atop her head, Brian’s twitching innards had seen them all.

Eventually, her hesitant ministrations would give way altogether once she had gotten used to the idea that she no longer had a dick to stroke but rather, a wet aching slit that needed to be filled with her hyper sensitive breasts providing some extra oomph to fuel her orgasms with.

Between the good food, pleasant lifestyle and how amazing it was to masturbate in her new body, Brian’s eagerness to return back home to a normal life on Earth was beginning to fade away entirely. And compared to her boss and annoying colleagues back at the office, the Toads she was beginning to grow fondly attached to were much more preferable partners to converse with. Sighing whenever the reminder that her time spent in this world was limited with each day that passed her by

But something else she had taken to doing alongside her increasingly depraved hobby to pass the time with was to wander down to what looked like a storage room of sorts within the castle’s basement, rummaging through items arrayed on shelves to blocks she could activate with a hard knock. Eventually sneaking away with a few items whose purpose her kinky mind was more than aware of with the recent trends in the video game sphere and the associated naughty artwork from the talented artists who saw the inspiration they provided.

But something would happen to put a stop in the normalcy of this new life Brian was beginning to slowly enjoy leading, with her barely even listening to one worried citizen’s concerns of food stocks over what she wanted to do that evening, it took the hard shaking of her arms to get her to snap back to reality after looking into the wide eyes of the pink Toad as the others scrambled out from the hall after the front doors were blown wide open by a comical looking giant with a turtle shell on his back line with menacing spikes, iconic red flare atop his head.

By the time she had become aware of Bowser’s presence in the hall, Brian was left alone with how the cowardly Toads had all retreated out of the room entirely, the distant sounds of Koopa Troopas and Boos ringing off in the distance telling her that help was a long way from coming. A perfect opportunity to use the item she had whisked away from the storage room after contemplating using it on the attendant that was nowhere in sight, having fled the moment Bowser’s fiery breath had burned down the door.

“Gwah ha! Princess Peach all alone without a hint of that annoying runt anywhere in sight!”

Seeing the archnemesis of Mario stomp towards her in his full glory was slightly intimidating, but Brian’s hazy mind had other plans in mind as she rose off her throne, stepping down the stairs to meet the giant Koopa at the base of the steps, who understandably had a questionable frown on his face after watching her approach without so much as a hint of fear or concern in her eyes.

“W-What’re you playing at Princess? And what’s up with your-oh?!”

The king’s questions were silenced as the princess begins to clamber up his legs, pulling herself silently up his stubby calves and using the spikes on his shell as footholds, careful not to impale herself as she slowly but surely makes it all the way up his shell without resistance from the giddy Bowser, a goofy look on his face with the woman of his dreams climbing on his back, something he could only ever dream of with how much she tended to resist his attempts at kidnapping her.

What surprised him next however, was feeling her dress slide down his shell before crumpling to a heap on the floor as the princess proceeded to undress herself before leaning her soft body on his head, ruffling and patting down on his head in a loving manner.

“Oh hoh~ Easy with the hair back there Princess! There’ll be plenty of time to do that when we’re back in the castle!”

But with how giddy Bowser was to receive what he was assuming to be the princess’ love, he could barely feel the touch of something cold against his furry head before the world seemed to shrink down around him, collapsing forward as his shell melts away, leaving exposed yellow scales there were beginning to coat over with a creamy smooth layer of cocoa colored skin that was as smooth as Princess Peach, a leering smile on her face as the large back she cradled eventually shrinks down to a lean, buxom figure she could easily wrap her hands around as her eager hands find purchase around an engorged breast and a smooth crevasse between shapely legs, squeezing and pinching with a womanly cry escaping the vanishing snout of the former Koopa king as her menacing visage melts away into a more pleasing look, a woman’s face twisted in pleasure and surprise at suddenly having her mighty body be taken away from her, feeling the Princess’ dexterous hands explore and roam her new voluptuous body, gasping as her tongue runs down the nape of her neck before nibbling playfully at her long ears.

Where Bowser once stood proudly, all that remained was another human female sporting tiny vestiges of her Koopa lineage with long pointed ears, cruel horns that jutted out from her neatly tied head of hair and a leathery tail that swayed gently in the air above her heart shaped rear, sweat coating every inch of her tantalizing body as she struggled to hold up Peach’s full weight before falling over fully onto her hands and knees. Nothing resembling the former might of the Koopa King remained in the exotic babe kneeling stark naked on the floor with a shocked look on her alluring face.

“P-Peach?! W-What is this? Stop touching me there!”

Bent over in a humiliating position, Bowser could easily see pendulous breasts hanging down from her unfamiliar tanned body, locks of fiery red hair framing her vision as she struggles to get the princess off of her, the loss of her powerful limbs leaving her unable to do so with her leathery tail only being able to twirl around the princess’ legs and pull weakly with the incredible pangs of pleasure shooting through her, a look she had never seen on the formerly innocent maiden’s face making her feel uncomfortable as she resorts to crawling away.

“W-What’ve you-ahn!-done to me?! I hate being so small! Turn me back!”

“Oh? But I like you better this way ‘Bowsette’~ Don’t you think so too?”

“?!”

Hearing those words whispered so sexily down her ears directly from her crush was enough to halt her protests, squirming in her lovers arms as she continued to knead her breasts and stroke playfully at the unfamiliar void between her legs which were already beginning to leak a strange trail of transparent fluids all over Peach’s fingers and down her thighs as they continued to trace the puffy mouth between her legs, feeling something inside her toned belly pulse with need each time her fingers teased the sopping wet lips, the need to fill the void within her belly increasing slowly as the woman of her dreams continued to tease her, flicking at hardened nipples and biting down on her ears as sounds she never imagined making flows from her soft mouth. A blush of shame on her cheeks.

“But I'm a king dammit! I’ve got an image to uphold!”

Despite the strong roar of protest in her mind, what escaped her lips was nothing more than a pathetic whimper as she loses strength in her forearms, collapsing further down on the ground as her pillowy tits press into the carpet all while the princess continues to massage, knead and press at her sensitive body, silencing any further attempts to speak with the hand formerly groping her breasts now tenderly sliding in and out of her mouth, stifling her moans and squeals as the hand below begins to piston in and out of her virgin folds, feeling new muscles wrap and contract around Peach’s lovely fingers as her wide hips buckle and press further into the floor with her tail lovingly wrapped around Peach’s legs, no longer interested in escape with how good it was all beginning to feel, her emerald green eyes rolling back up into her head with the fight all but lost.

By now, the princess act was long forgotten to Brian, feeling a part of her former male identity melding with her newly honed feminine side mixing with a depravity nurtured over weeks into a dominating persona that wanted nothing more than to thoroughly enjoy her newly acquired playmate to the fullest. Satiating her lust in the open was an experience she was beginning to love. And reducing her would-be kidnapper to a loving mistress was just so hot she couldn’t wait to carry her back to her quarters to get her broken in.

“You say you’re a king, yet you’re mewling like a bitch in heat. Just look at yourself~ Parading around with nothing but those naughty cuffs on your spanking hot body~ You’re lying to yourself, you want this!”

But in Bowser’s mind, she no longer knew where she even was or why she had been so panicked earlier, struggling to fight away the mind numbing haze of the orgasm that had rocked her body hard as she moaned all over her lovers hands, releasing a strong jet of cum all over the carpet as she climaxes for the first time in her life, trembling in the afterglow as Peach releases her fingers from her aching snatch with a wet splurt, licking them clean with a hazy look of lust in her brilliant blue eyes. Running a hand over her own belly after eyeing up the defeated figure of Bowsette lying on the floor naked in a pool of her own fluids.

“God that felt amazing! How about we continue this in my room dear? Before anyone else comes knocking~ I haven't had my fill yet!”

As the attack on the castle continued, the princess would retreat to her quarters quietly without anyone knowing where she had gone with her newly acquired lover slung over her shoulders like a sack of potatoes as the pair vanished into the darkness of her room…

–

She didn’t know how much time had passed since the last cries of the incessant Boos and the remaining Koopa outside the sealed windows had faded to silence, but the moment the doors to her room burst open, Princess Peach knew her knight in shining armor had arrived just on time to spice things up as the light from outside flooded in, illuminating the darkness to reveal two women curled around each other, creamy vanilla entwined around milky chocolate reflecting the orange glow of the torch outside as the sweet aroma of the two women lying in coitus on the crumpled sheets of the bed in the middle of the room flow outwards in pleasant waves, stopping the stocky man short of his advance after breaking in and expecting to find a giant Koopa within.

“Oh, my knight in shining armor~ You’re finally here Mario!”

It was strange to hear the princess he had come to save many times before call out to him like that, but what was more concerning was the total absence of Bowser in the room and the strange lady lying next to his princess in bed, trying to keep his gaze focused firmly on the bright blue eyes of Princess Peach staring at him in the dark with another pair of green uncertain gems trying not to be seen as the tanned woman slinked further back into the dark, pulling the sheets over her exposed body as if she didn’t want Mario looking at her for some reason. Although he was wondering if he was seeing things as what looked like a very familiar tail slinked back into the cover of darkness.

But from what he could tell, she wasn’t any of the other princesses he had ever seen before. With tanned skin and a large pair of horns above her striking red hair where a cute pink crown sat nicely on, she had to be another princess altogether. Had Bowser kidnapped her as well?

“Peach? Is that-a you? Did-a Bowser sneak away before I could beat him again?”

Hearing that, the woman beside Peach seemed to jolt upright, her shoulders trembling slightly as the princess leaned over to her, whispering something down her pointed ears that seemed to calm her down, or maybe make her more excited seeing how her narrowed eyes only seemed to furrow in need after what the princess had told her.

“Oh he’s still here~ Why don’t you come closer and take a look Mario? She’s very eager to see you~”

As much as he wanted to question why the Princess seemed to be lying naked in bed with another woman, the cautious hero slowly approaches the bed, getting within reaching distance before something long and hard whips out from under the bed, grabbing the helpless Mario before dragging him into a cushion of pillowy breasts, crimson flushed cheeks flaring as he was thrust right into the middle of the two naked women, glancing between the foxy look he‘d never seen his dear princess make before and the hesitant yet lustful visage of the woman to his left, realizing who she really was after taking a better look at the Super Crown she was wearing, her eyes pleading with him not to look any further as the tail wrapped around him tightens, choking the air out of him and redirecting his gaze back over to Peach.

“B-Bowser?! W-What did-a you do to him Peach?!”

Giggling mischievously as she slides over on top of Mario as Bowsette’s tail releases its grip over him with eager hands wasting no time in unbuttoning his overalls and slipping off his red undershirt and tight pants, Mario was left immobilized and helpless as Princess Peach straddles him with her lengthy legs, pinning him to the bed, a nervous looking Bowsette positioning herself above Mario, an eager groin pressing up and rubbing against his cap with a needy fire burning in her lustrous green eyes as she stared down at him.

“Now that you’re here~ We can finally get started on the real deal~ I hope the journey here wasn’t too tiring dear, because you’re going to need all the energy you can~”

Mario wasn’t sure what the heck was going on. After fighting through hordes of Bowser’s underlings and navigating perilous traps to get to his princess, he’d expected to face down Bowser or some other powerful enemy, but being invited so openly by a seemingly lust frenzied Peach to what he could only assume to be lovemaking with his former nemesis eyeing him up like a slab of meat wasn’t the situation he was expecting to find himself in at all…

“W-Well now, I can’t just-a say no to some Mario time eh?”

Hearing that cheesy one-liner filled Brian’s chest with some level of adoration for the lovable little man currently lying trapped under her with his surprisingly large pecker nudging up against her belly, something she could tell her loving student couldn’t wait to taste as well as she eyed her from the corner of her vision, already struggling to hold her breaths in as her tongue lolls in the air, eager to wrap her mouth around it with the ingrained instinct to treat Mario with disdain all but eliminated in her mind. ‘I taught that girl well~’

Leaning over as her hands pop the buttons holding Mario’s member back, Princess Peach leans over him with her pillowy breasts melting around his face. Teasing her lover with a haughty breath down his ears…

“Then let’s-a get started dear~”

–

Ever since the last attack on the castle by Bowser had been foiled, little was seen of the Koopa King from that day forward, with the Princess emerging unscathed and Mario once again saving the day, life would once again return to some measure of peace as the days flew by again. WIth Mario visiting the castle often after returning from his travels, most of the Toad servants and citizens had simply attributed his change in behaviour to being that of a concerned lover looking out for his chosen maiden, unaware of the more raunchier aspects of the secret life they held behind closed doors. Sometimes joined by a third participant who had often been seen skulking around the castle halls in an eye-catching black dress that accentuated her beautiful yet striking figure nicely. Although some had suspected her to be a spy sent by Bowser, the shy demeanour she often tried to hide behind a boisterous tomboyish facade quickly put those rumors to rest after one or more interactions with the cheeky Toad attendants in the castle.

And with Princess Peach back to her usual self leading her people with the grace and benevolence expected of her, it was almost as if nothing had ever happened at all, minus the large gaping hole in the castle entrance still being repaired.

And as the days flew by, a month would eventually grow to pass, with yet another session of lengthy lovemaking with her capable lover and lustful student with both lying wasted on the bed behind her, Brian had more or less fully fallen into her role of being Princess Peach, albeit with a more teasing personality and a lustful fire constantly burning within her that could never truly be satiated. At this point, going back was a no-go for her, wondering what to say to the real Princess Peach when she inevitably walked in through those doors tonight. Would she be shocked? Scream at her maybe? The idea put a damper on the afterglow of her orgasm as she clicked her tongue.

She had gone too far to go back now, and there was no way she would ever choose to go back to that boring life of hers back on Earth…

But what if she could be enticed to join her? To partake in her nightly rounds of sex with as much passion and vigour as she did? The idea of having her ‘sister’ join in on lesbian threesomes together with Bowsette or even a two-on-one with their shared lover floating in her mind.

‘And if she refuses…I could always make her see things my way~’

By the time the doors creaked open slowly with the onset of nightfall. ‘Peach’ would be more than ready to greet her estranged sister with an open smile on her face, a less than subtle wicked glint in her innocent blue eyes…

THE END