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A bright green flash flooded Peach's castle with light, as Peach and Daisy, the two princesses were teleported away from Final Destination.

"Don't be upset, Daisy! Not all of us can be expert fighters, but you'll take one of my stocks someday~" Peach teased, sticking her tongue out at the fuming princess. In contrast to Peach's well kept and graceful state, Daisy was heavily panting, and in the process of hanging her dress up, having thoroughly soaked through both it and the sporty tank top and shorts she'd worn underneath with her sweat, content for now with simply catching her breath, though "You got lucky" quietly escape her lips between her heavy breathing...

Once Daisy's elegant, masterly crafted orange dress was off, Peach stopped looking Daisy in the eyes, or even glancing at Daisy. If there was one thing Peach believed, it was that she was quite superior to anyone else. That didn't mean she hated others, she just believed that she was superior to her friends, and being the princess didn't help the situation. There were of course things that others did for her, like rescuing her, or cooking her food, but that was simply because she didn't want to, but should she choose to she would be better than them. Mario may save her, but she'd definitely beaten bowser 3-0 enough times to show she could defend herself, which ispart of why she considered herself simply better.

So when she went on her first swimming trip with daisy,she was immediately frustrated when daisy stepped out of the changing room in a tight bikini, showcasing her large DD beasts, perky and soft looking, along with her enormous butt, jiggling slightly as she walked. Peach, always believing she was superior in every way, struggled to accept that her friend had a better body than she did, though her CC, invitng breasts and toned yet sizable butt were still very befitting of royalty, and quite impressive. Despite this, she found herself changing into a more conservative two piece swimsuit to try and hide the disparity between them.

And when another season of Smash rolled around, she made sure to go extra hard on daisy, demolishing her mercilessly, then taunting her between every match, and even spreading a rumor that she'd done so poorly so far that she wouldn't be getting another invite, in an attempt to make sure everyone would be too busy gushing over Peach's own combat skills to bother looking at daisy's body, which was helped by both girl's dresses being extra large and poofy, hiding any discrepancies between the two. What Peach hadn't counted on though is Daisy getting fed up with her behavior after so many tournaments...

"So" Daisy began, speaking between labored breaths. "what are we doing next?" To which peach responded "Well, I was going to practice my serving in the indoor courts." 

"I'd be happy to join you if you can keep it a casual game and not go all out every single second. Besodes. i'm already in the proper outfit! " She said, though peach was apprehensive. "W-well, i would, but.....You kind of stink,and you're covered in sweat,  so maybe you should hit the shower first. I'll still be here to beat you when you get back anyways!" Said peach, sounding confident, though feeling both anxious about being around a half undressed Daisy, as well as frustrated that her friend was more attractive than her even when dishevelled and sweaty.

Something about not only being worse at something, but having a constant reminder to look at whenever her eyes wander to it was making it hard to argue with the sporty girl. And in spite of all of the stress caused by Daisy's perfect body, on top of wishing she had her body, she'd also fantasized about playing with her princess friend more than a few times, so seeing her tight shirt strain to hold her tan sweatermelons clouded peach's mind a bit, though not enough to quell her annoyance at the whole situation.

"Eeeeh, we play sports together all the time, what's the big deal? Just a couple games and i'll shower after. No point in showering immediately before getting sweaty again." She said, smiling deviously. 

"I guess a few games is fine..." Peach said. If daisy being a bit sweaty and smelling as strong as she did was the price of seeing her jumping around in a tight undershirt, Peach would manage an hour or so.

The walk to the tennis court was quiet, with peach in front and daisy following. The pink princess swayed her hips in an effort to appear more on par with daisy, though it was mostly just for herself, and a little bit was for the off chance that she could make daisy think that she was the hotter one. They arrived in the gym, the size of a large basketball court, though possibly larger. Peach pressed the button to turn the floor to clay and make the net appear, while daisy grabbed the ball and Rackets.

Daisy strutted up to peach, handing her the racket and ball, before hugging her tightly out of nowhere. A light blush appeared on her face as she awkwardly fidgeted during the hug, enjoying the feel of daisy's breasts smooshed against her, though when daisy ended it and walked to her side, Peach realized that the shoulders of her dress were now wet with daisy's sweat, and all she could smell was daisy's rank scent. When she suggested daisy take a shower, she'd been serious about daisy smelling gross, but it would be bad showmanship to interrupt the game for so long to shower and change, and Daisy might see it as backing down, so she just gave daisy a thumbs up and served the ball.

Daisy served the ball back with surprising speed, and the game went on for minutes, hitting the ball faster and faster, jumping up to slam the ball down, daisy's racket almost broke multiple times, but eventually, peach was able to serve a ball that just missed daisy's racket, and she took the lead 1-0. "Yeah!~ You'd probably have beaten Rosa with that last swing, but you'd need a lot more to beat me~" Peach gloated, though if Daisy noticed that she had to look down at the floor to avoid looking at Daisy's breasts, than her pouting face didn't show it.

A side effect of playing such an active sport was that daisy's body was covered in a new coat of sweat, and was nearly standing in a puddle! Peach was able to stay cool using her white magic, which very few people knew about, though unfortunately it was only good for generally making things easier, like cleaning clothes and regulating tempuratures. If she was being honest, it's part of why she able to win at smash so often, not getting hot does a lot of favors for combat, though she'd never admit it.

As peach served for the second round, she realized that even if she wasn't sweaty, than thanks to daisy, her dress was, and so her friend's sweat stink was all she could smell. She tried to ignore it, but it was both strong enough to be very distracting, and very humiliating to smell nothing but armpit sweat every time she breathed in. Which during a game of tennis, was very often. The next game went a little faster, with Daisy putting her full strength into every swing, requiring all of peach's focus and speed to react in time, but eventually, The sarassaland princess slipped, hitting the ground, followed immediately by the ball landing next to her.

The princesses took a breather, caching their breath and replacing their rackets. "I think the problem is that my top is too constrictive, it holds back my arm movements! You don't mind if i take it off, do you?" She said, smirking devilishly and looking Peach in the eyes. The blushing princess stammered incoherently, not expecting to see her friend's breasts, but she would never let this opportunity slip away.

"I-if you're sure it would help your game, i g-guess i'm okay with it" She muttered, followed by daisy lifting her shirt above her head, and tossing it aside, with peach nearly fainting as daisy's massive breasts dropped when her shirt lifted up, bouncing around and revealing her hard nipples to her friend.

"I was thinking, since you always win so often, how about a bet? If I win, i want you to do whatever i say until midnight, and you can choose the same for me, next one to score wins. How 'bout it?" Daisy proposed. Peach could only focous on making daisy do whatever she wanted, maybe she could get some relief... "S-sure, just be prepared to lose!"

They stood on the court for a minute, nothing really happening until daisy spoke up. "Hey, aren't you supposed to serve?. Daisy said, with peach shaking her head and serving the ball. Daisy's entire body may have been covered in sweat, and her hot pants may have been soaked, but peach's frilly pink panties were more drenched than any part of daisy's body.

 

To Peach's credit, she lasted almost half as long as the previous matches before missing the ball completely. Whereas normally she would be furious about losing, and it was still annoying, but she found it hard to be upset while having a direct line of sight with daisy's busty, near naked body, even if she smelled pretty rank and Peach could smell her from across the room, while also being covered in sweat. Daisy strutted her way over to peach, grabbing her by the arm and smiling at her.

"Looks like I won. Now what to do first?~" Daisy said, staring at peach as her breasts pressed against peach's body. "I know! When we got back, right? Well why don't you help me clean up, hmm? Would you like that?". She teased.

Peach's eyes widened, not believing what she heard. 'She wants to shower with me?! wow, this is gonna be as good as winning!' She thought, practically drooling at the thought. "Sure!! I mean...S-since i lost i guess i can." Peach  backpedalled, trying not to be too obvious, though her arousal made it difficult to act uninterested.

Daisy smirked. "That's a good girl! Let's get started." Daisy grabbed peach's hair as she spoke, pulling her closer, until her head was firmly trapped in her hairy armpit, getting soaked in sweat and messing up her hair. "mmbgh! flmfflh!!". Peach began struggling, confused why daisy would do this and trying to get away from her sticky, musky armpit, but daisy's grip held firm, and peach was unable to get away, only succeeding in getting daisy's sweat all across her face.

"Did you think i wanted to shower with you? You're so silly. You try so much harder to beat me at smash than you do against anyone else, and you definitely taunt me much more than everyone else. Well you're going to make up for it, and i expect to feel tongue, or i'll find something worse for you to do, got it?!" She ranted, with peach beginning to regret smoking her so hard, especially with the scent of daisy's armpit overpowering her senses, though she made no move to actually start 'cleaning' daisy.

"We're not leaving this spot until my armpits are as clean as if i'd stepped out of the shower. So if you want to spend the rest of the night staring at my pits, that's fine by me." Daisy taunted, causing peach to nervously stick her tongue out, moving it in slow circles along her pit. The taste was just as bad as the musky smell, possibly worse, and the feeling of peach's tongue brushing against Daisy's armpit hair, but she pressed on, eager to get out of this situation and hopefully take her own shower.

Another five minutes of inhaling pitstink and swallowing sweat, and peach was, as far as she could tell, completely done with her job. She tapped daisy's thigh three times to signal she was done, and she was finally pushed away, taking deep breaths of cleaner air! Though it didn't help much as her sense of smell was full of the musky scent by this point.

"Hmmm.... Now that you've cleaned one, it would be sloppy to stop now, right? And i'm excited to see if you'll do better on the other one~" Daisy taunted, pulling peach towards her other pit. "h-hey! w-wai-" Peach cried, but it was no use, and she was right where she started. Seeing no point in Standing there for the rest of the night, she got started, dragging her tongue up and down along Daisy's unwashed, smelly armpit.

"Hey Peach, i'd hardly call lapping up someone's sweat while being shoved against their hairy pits to be Princess behaviour, don't you agree?" She said, reaching over to peach's crown, slowly lifting it off of her head. "How can you be a princess for your entire kingdom when you're barely doing a good enough job of cleaning me? And your face is a mess, i don't think anyone would be willing to bow to you when you look like that". Daisy demeaned peach, holding peach's crown and placing it on her head next to her own crown.

The pink princess wanted to resist, but every second she spends not licking is another second shoved against Daisy's sweaty body, so she continued diligently cleaning her fellow princess. And though Peach convinced herself that she was just delirious from extended contact with sweaty, rank, musky armpit, she almost felt like she as starting to like the smell. After a few more minutes of feeling light-headed from smelling nothing but daisy's rank odor, she was finally done, weakly tapping peach's thigh to signal she was done. Daisy released her, and she simply plopped her butt onto the clay, taking heavy breaths through her mouth and trying to wipe the sweat out of her dishevelled, matted hair.

"I must say, i'm impressed. You started off pretty sloppy, but i think by now you're an expert armpit polisher" Daisy snickered, idly admiring "her" new crown as she spoke. "Daisy, please" Peach began, before being interrupted by daisy. "Ah, it's 'your highness'. I don't see any other royalty here, just a double-princess and her lowly maid."

Peach sighed. She could attempt to simply take the crown back, but as she was now there's not a good chance she'd win, and she really didn't want to know what daisy would do if that happened, so she just glared angrily at the Princess, making sure she knew she was not okay with this. "...Your highness, can't we just forget about all this? I-i'll stop being unfair against you when we have competitions, and i won't taunt you anymore!" She offered, though daisy looked intrigued but somewhat unamused, so out of desperation, peach added on to her statement. 

"A-aaaaand um...i'll do all of your laundry for a month?" Daisy smiled as peach finished.

"Hmmmm, how about you agree to the first two, and you clean all of my underwear, socks, and shoes for the next three months, along with doing everything i say until midnight like we agreed. After that, we never talk about this again and it's all good. Deal?" Daisy offered, to which Peach enthusiastically agreed. 

"Goood, now that that's settled, we can move on with our night. Why don't you lay down and try to get comfy." Daisy said, kneeling besides peach and slowly pushing her into her back until she was laying flat, before stripping out of her sporty shorts and kneeling over Peach's head. "I'm a bit curious though, why did you try so hard against me all those times? I know it's not just no reason, so why?" Daisy asked, lowering her ass onto peach's face.

Peach was somewhat panicking as daisy's gargantuan butt covered her face. On one hand, it was a wonder she didn't cum just from the experience, touching her perfect ass was what peach had hoped for to begin with after all, and Daisy didn't seem to notice that peach's hand had snaked into her panties, slowly rubbing her clit. But on the other hand, it was easily as sweaty as the rest of her body,it was very difficult to breathe, and she had to take slow, calm breathes of the stale musky air,  and to her embarrassment, she'd never gone any farther than a quick kiss on the lips with anyone, so if Daisy wanted to get a rimjob, her first makeout session would be with daisy's ass!.

A few minutes later and Peach's predicament awasn't getting any better. She was getting very sick of breathing in more body odor than oxygen, and she was starting to sweat too, definitely not helping the problem, but worst of all, since she had to take slow breaths and stay calm, she had to rub herself slowly too to not get overexcited, so she was unable to push herself over the edge! Luckily, daisy's ass raised off of her face at that moment, allowing her to breathe normally.

"Are you going to answer my question or do you want another five minutes down there?" Daisy threatened, as peach's eyes widened and she stammered out a panicked "i-i-i'll explain!", making Daisy chuckle.

 Peach closed her eyes, blushing as she began to speak. "The reason i-i was targeting you is because... it's because i'm jealous of your body; you look r-really hot and beautiful and i didn't want people to realize it, so i tried to make sure people would be more impressed by how badly i beat you than by y-your gorgeous body." She said, eyes still firmly shut and face as pink as her dress.

"You really think i look that good?" Daisy questioned, to which Peach responded "Y-yes, your body is practically perfect..." Making daisy both smile and blush, as she plopped her butt back onto peach's face.

"Not what i was expecting, but it's probably the best reason you could have given~" She stated, as peach struggled to breathe under her ass. It was at this point that she noticed that one of peach's hands was in her frilly panties, making slow movements, which stopped when Daisy grabbed both of her arms, pinning them firmly at her sides.

"You're trying to cum to my ass?! I didn't realize how perverted you are, i'm glad i took your crown when i did~ I think you'd agree that it's rude to cum to someone's body without their permission, and i think part of why you're doing so good as my ass-cleaner is because of how horny you are, so you won't be cumming until i think you've made out with my ass well enough, okay?" Daisy said, feeling more confident after being told what peach thought about her body.

Peach whined, trying to tap daisy like before, but as her hands were held down, she was unable to, and as she was practically on the edge, she saw no other option but to start slowly running her tongue along daisy's ass, and even giving a few kisses, trying to get on the princess's good side.