When Blake regained consciousness, the first thing he saw was Princess Peach wearing a bright pink bikini. For a brief moment, he wondered if he had died and gone to Heaven! And then he heard the sound of a giant stomach gurgling, which didn't sound particularly heavenly. Wanting to get away from the noise, he tried to move, but it felt like something was holding him in place. No matter how hard he struggled against these restraints, he was unable to go anywhere.

However, Blake noticed that there was a bit of Peach's belly fat right next to her belly button that seemed to jiggle slightly whenever he tried to move. Then, when he saw the princess' hand approach her belly, his vision was suddenly blocked when her hand got close to her belly button. The blocking object then rubbed itself against the unfortunate mage, who now realised that he had just been looking at Peach's reflection in the mirror from the point of view of her belly!

"Help! Princess! Get me out of here!" Blake yelled, kicking as hard as he could against the giant hand in front of him.

"Wait, is that you doing that, Blake?" Peach asked, looking down at her belly as she took her hand away. She then noticed the fat beside her belly button wobbling at the same time as she felt something squirming within her belly. She couldn't help but chuckle at the feeling she was getting from it, even knowing that it was because the talking cake that told her it used to be a human was now a lump of living belly fat.

"Yes, it's me," Blake replied. "I'm trapped in your abs and it's really tight in here and I need you to get me out!" He then saw Peach stroking her belly while it continued to gurgle away behind him. Was she trying to come up with a way to free him from his fleshy prison, or was she thinking about just keeping him in there? He tried wriggling a bit to drive home how much he wanted out, but if the princess' giggling and moaning was anything to go by, it sounded like she liked having him in her belly like this.

"Oh Blake, I don't think I can get you out," Peach informed her pudge prisoner while rubbing and patting her belly where she felt his struggles. This was obviously not the news that Blake wanted to hear and he kicked as hard as he could in protest. Unfortunately, even when he put all his energy into breaking free, all it did was give Peach a pleasant sensation in her belly.

"I'm not your food, princess! I'm a person! You can't just keep me in your belly forever!" Blake screamed, desperately appealing to Peach's compassionate side and hoping it might outweigh the part of her that seemed to love having him trapped in her belly fat.

"You were a piece of cake and I ate you, so actually, you are my food, Blake the Cake!" the princess reasoned cheerfully. "And you were digested in my belly like all my other food." To drive her point home, she pressed her hand into her soft belly and moved it around in a circular motion. The force of Peach's hand on her belly pushed and pulled Blake around in every direction, making it impossible for him to continue squirming. He also had to listen to her stomach groaning behind him as it squeezed down on the food inside it.

"P-princess ... please ..."

"And now you've given me a pudgy belly like the other cakes I've eaten!" With that, Peach placed her hands on either side of her belly and started shaking it up and down, causing Blake and the rest of her belly fat to jiggle and bounce. The mage wanted to tell her to stop because he was getting dizzy and feeling nauseated, but part of him was transfixed by the sight of Peach's belly jiggling in the mirror. All that extra pudge from those other cakes wobbling about hypnotically, and there was Blake in the middle of it all, contributing in his own way to the mesmerising display. Maybe spending the rest of his life as part of the princess' belly wouldn't be too bad if he got to watch it jiggle like that from time to time.

Just as Blake realised what he was thinking and how ridiculous it was, he and Peach heard a knock on her door. The princess gasped as she remembered why she had tried on this bikini in the first place.

"Yo, Peach, you ready?" said a familiar energetic voice from the other side of the door - Peach's good friend and fellow royal, Princess Daisy. Peach began to stammer as, not only was she still wearing nothing but her swimsuit, but she also had a living, talking bit of belly fat that was no doubt gonna draw attention to itself.

"Is everything alright in there?" asked another familiar voice, this one with a more otherworldly quality to it - another good friend of Peach's, Princess Rosalina. Just as Peach suspected, the sentient fat on her belly was starting to wriggle like crazy again. With a defeated sigh, she decided she was going to have to tell Daisy and Rosalina about her new companion. She walked briskly to the door, her belly jiggling ever so slightly with each step she took.

When Peach opened the door, Daisy and Rosalina were initially bewildered by the sight of her in her swimsuit. After all, they weren't at the beach yet, so the two of them still had their dresses on. Both of them found their gazes drawn to Peach's bare belly, coincidentally to the very spot on it that Blake currently occupied, which made him feel a little nervous.

"Let me guess, your dress is too tight around your belly now," Daisy teased as she gave Peach's belly a few quick pats, each one jostling the fat in her belly. Blake noticed that, while Daisy had a wry smile on her face, Rosalina was staring almost stoically at him, though there was a hint of a blush on her face. Hoping that the cosmic princess could help him get out, he kicked as hard as he could towards her over and over again. He was so focused on his struggles that he didn't notice Rosalina's expression change to one of confusion.

"Um, Peach? Why is your belly moving by itself like that?" Rosalina asked.

"Don't be silly, Rosalina!" Daisy argued before Peach could say anything. "I know Peach has been at the cake a lot lately, but-" Suddenly, she too noticed the bit of fat squirming on Peach's belly, and her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. "Holy cow!" she exclaimed. "What have you been eating?"

"That's kinda what I need to tell you," Peach answered sheepishly, her own blush matching that of Rosalina earlier. "There was this slice of cake that could talk and it was begging me not to eat it. Said it was a person called Blake who accidentally turned himself into a cake. But I was so hungry, and Blake the Cake was so tasty." She started rubbing her belly as she remembered just how delicious Blake was. "So I gobbled him up and digested him, and he ended up as a living, talking, squirming bit of fat on my belly."

As she finished her explanation, Peach gave her belly a few gentle taps while Daisy and Rosalina crouched down so they could get a better view of her belly and the sentient bit of fat on it. Blake's view was completely filled by Daisy and Rosalina's faces staring at him. For a moment, the only sound the mage and the three princesses heard was Peach's belly gurgling. Blake couldn't help but notice that both Daisy's amused smirk and Rosalina's faint blush from earlier were starting to come back.