Toadstool Teasing Small Bargain - Definitive Edition chapter 7 by tfwnogiantgf

A little wiggle of Peach's pinky finger against the metallic substance sealing him in. It quaked through his very form - each giggle as she tapped it making him cringe, feel like curling into an even tighter defensive ball. Which was hard, since he was already being pounded from every direction by solid muscle mass and fat cells, contorting him into a very faint, meagre segment of Toadstool's already tight frame.

"Oooh! That tickles~" Her sickeningly sweet voice rang out. "Let me try that more~"

Adjusting the ring, she kept giggling and snickering. The hums and laughter alone rattled an earthquake into Blake's meagre segment of belly realm, keeping him unable to even stay in place and breathe; each tweak to its spot, too, like a cold knife twisting into his own gut. Peach didn't seem to mind at all having him continually reshaped as she twisted the clip-on ornament's position, smiling at the cool and crisp sensations.

"Are you comfy too? It's like a ride in a royal chariot!" She swung her hips around. The trembling motion, perfectly coordinated, practically smeared him with centrifugal force. He moaned with a dull urggh, jostled and dizzied by the continual swinging.

Another set of pokes from her dainty fingers buffeted his spot on the slim tummy. It was like a hundred water-filled balloons rubbing together and stroking around him, with each prod. And they only got deeper, eating into her soft, malleable skin cells. "Very cute~ Belly boy in a pink world. Pink is my favorite colour, did you know that?"

She planted a kiss on her finger, and smeared it right up against the little bit of belly that was jutting out. Blake felt wet, like he was drowning - but each gasp only brought more of the sickeningly sweet smell of treats from Peach's nearby tummy. "See? Pink lipstick!"

"Guh..." His mouth was unable to let a word out, or even let any of that moisture out. He tried wracking his mind for counter-spells, something to escape - magicians were famous for escape tricks! - but her humming and chattering kept him from being able to focus on anything.

"And I think I'll keep you in there way longer - I need a good-luck charm where I'm going!"

Where's Peach going?