A lovely bath
VG Shrink
chapter 10
by
copier
· original author:
olimarnite
"Oh, no." Goombella muttered, her eyes widening. She recognized the door way that Peach was passing through. It was the inn's bathroom. "Oh, no no no, this is not a good time for a bath, princess!" she yelled pointlessly. There was no way that Peach could hear her. For the first time since she had fallen down here, she returned to her state of panic.
Mario hadn't been properly calm at any point since he and Goombella had been reduced to their new height, which couldn't be any more than a few millimetres. Now was no exception, as Peach walked into the bathroom of the Rogueport Inn and closed the door. He saw her enormous arm reach up above him, before lowering back down, holding her crown. Next, she placed the crown on the edge of the sink and reached around to her back.
Peach had initially disagreed with the professor about waiting until the morning to begin their search, but after a short conversation, she saw his point. So, here she was, back in her room in the Rogueport Inn. She turned on the bathwater, and reaching around to her back, she began to unfasten her dress. All things considered, it wasn't a very practical choice of clothing for the frequent travel that came with visiting Rogueport, but she hadn't been able to convince Toadsworth to let her bring very many of her other outfits. She was rather fond of the dress, but she would have much rather worn one of her athletic suits for mobility. Pulling off her dress, she placed it on the rack, and looked into the mirror. While she didn't look terribly dirty from their excursion, she certainly felt that way. Tucking a few loose strands of hair behind her ear, she removed her earrings, and placed them next to her crown. She gave one last glance in the mirror before reaching back around herself to remove her bra.
As panicked as Mario was, it was very hard for him to avoid staring into the gigantic mirror as the princess inspected her body. He tried to remain focused on the danger he was in, but it proved to be quite a task. Even so, his mind was snapped back to attention when Peach's hand suddenly reached up and pushed on the very hair strands he was clinging to. The hairs swung back past Peach's ear, and Mario finally lost his grip. He landed on top of one of Peach's crystal earrings, but was only safe for a brief moment before Peach once again reached up and removed the earring. With nothing to grab onto, he flattened himself to the surface of the crystal and waited for it to stop. He looked up again as Peach stepped back, and again found himself mesmerized by the giant princess, particularly as he saw her reaching back to undo her bra.
Goombella, on the other hand, had nothing to distract her from being right back in danger, as the dress that had been shielding her from everything around her was suddenly removed. She saw that Peach was in the process of undressing for a bath, and she tried to think of how best to keep herself out of danger. Before she could think of anything, her vantage point suddenly jolted and began to move away from Peach's body. She had lost count of the number of times that she had cursed being a Goomba, and thereby lacking the utility of arms, and now was yet another. She dropped off of Peach's bra, letting out another drawn out scream of terror, but, once again, it was cut off her her making a landing. She shook her head and looked at what she had fallen onto.
If Goombella had been embarrassed about being on Peach's bra, it was nothing compared to this. She felt her face turn the brightest red as she looked at her new seat. Goombella dearly wished that she had been able to hold onto Peach's bra, which would have left her in safety on the vanity, but instead, she found herself sitting on Peach's firm nipple, which stiffened slightly in reaction to her presence. It also served to indicate to her just how tiny she and Mario really were, as she was now dwarfed by Peach's nipple alone. Looking at it, she guess herself to be about one millimetre in height, which made the chances of being noticed by the princess quite slim. Before she could finish thinking this over, she realized that Peach had removed her panties as well, as the giant princess was stepping into the bath. As she tightened her feet around Peach's nipple, she found her face somehow heating up even further, and braced herself to hit the hot water.
Peach gave an immensely satisfied sigh as she lowered herself into the bath. The water pooled into all the usual places, and she felt the grime of the sewers washing off immediately. She began to idly hum to herself as she sat in the water, and, in spite of her serious worry over Mario and Goombella, found herself relaxing and sinking deeper into the water.
For a brief moment, Goombella was submerged as the nipple she was clinging to entered the warm bathwater, and she released her grip to swim upwards. She surfaced, her hair hanging out of her pith helmet, and she shook the water out of her eyes. In front of her, she saw Peach's neck and face, her eyes closed. She scanned the bath for any part of Peach's body that might being poking out of the water, but was surprised as Peach adjusted herself, causing the tops of her breasts to resurface. Goombella sat down next to Peach's nipple as goosebumps quickly formed on the giant woman's skin. She pulled her textbook out of her satchel, and let the water drip out. Looking in the book, she saw that the old, faded ink had run out of the pages, and she threw the book aside, back into the water. She felt, for the first time since waking up at this size, not fear, but worry and sadness. Without any information on whatever had been in that chest, how would she and Mario restore their original size?
From ahead of her, Peach began to hum a soothing melody that calmed Goombella's nerves. The initial sadness faded, and she felt reassured knowing that, once they got Peach's attention, they would be relatively safe.
Without warning, a shadow passed over her, and she looked up. Peach's hand was coming down toward her breast, and the impact caused the entire surface to jiggle slightly. This served to remind Goombella that, in spite of Peach's kindness and good intentions, she was a major potential threat, as long as she remained unaware of Goombella's presence on her mammary. Peach's massive hand began to move, and Goombella gasped, as once again, she was forced into a hazardous situation.
Mario hadn't been properly calm at any point since he and Goombella had been reduced to their new height, which couldn't be any more than a few millimetres. Now was no exception, as Peach walked into the bathroom of the Rogueport Inn and closed the door. He saw her enormous arm reach up above him, before lowering back down, holding her crown. Next, she placed the crown on the edge of the sink and reached around to her back.
Peach had initially disagreed with the professor about waiting until the morning to begin their search, but after a short conversation, she saw his point. So, here she was, back in her room in the Rogueport Inn. She turned on the bathwater, and reaching around to her back, she began to unfasten her dress. All things considered, it wasn't a very practical choice of clothing for the frequent travel that came with visiting Rogueport, but she hadn't been able to convince Toadsworth to let her bring very many of her other outfits. She was rather fond of the dress, but she would have much rather worn one of her athletic suits for mobility. Pulling off her dress, she placed it on the rack, and looked into the mirror. While she didn't look terribly dirty from their excursion, she certainly felt that way. Tucking a few loose strands of hair behind her ear, she removed her earrings, and placed them next to her crown. She gave one last glance in the mirror before reaching back around herself to remove her bra.
As panicked as Mario was, it was very hard for him to avoid staring into the gigantic mirror as the princess inspected her body. He tried to remain focused on the danger he was in, but it proved to be quite a task. Even so, his mind was snapped back to attention when Peach's hand suddenly reached up and pushed on the very hair strands he was clinging to. The hairs swung back past Peach's ear, and Mario finally lost his grip. He landed on top of one of Peach's crystal earrings, but was only safe for a brief moment before Peach once again reached up and removed the earring. With nothing to grab onto, he flattened himself to the surface of the crystal and waited for it to stop. He looked up again as Peach stepped back, and again found himself mesmerized by the giant princess, particularly as he saw her reaching back to undo her bra.
Goombella, on the other hand, had nothing to distract her from being right back in danger, as the dress that had been shielding her from everything around her was suddenly removed. She saw that Peach was in the process of undressing for a bath, and she tried to think of how best to keep herself out of danger. Before she could think of anything, her vantage point suddenly jolted and began to move away from Peach's body. She had lost count of the number of times that she had cursed being a Goomba, and thereby lacking the utility of arms, and now was yet another. She dropped off of Peach's bra, letting out another drawn out scream of terror, but, once again, it was cut off her her making a landing. She shook her head and looked at what she had fallen onto.
If Goombella had been embarrassed about being on Peach's bra, it was nothing compared to this. She felt her face turn the brightest red as she looked at her new seat. Goombella dearly wished that she had been able to hold onto Peach's bra, which would have left her in safety on the vanity, but instead, she found herself sitting on Peach's firm nipple, which stiffened slightly in reaction to her presence. It also served to indicate to her just how tiny she and Mario really were, as she was now dwarfed by Peach's nipple alone. Looking at it, she guess herself to be about one millimetre in height, which made the chances of being noticed by the princess quite slim. Before she could finish thinking this over, she realized that Peach had removed her panties as well, as the giant princess was stepping into the bath. As she tightened her feet around Peach's nipple, she found her face somehow heating up even further, and braced herself to hit the hot water.
Peach gave an immensely satisfied sigh as she lowered herself into the bath. The water pooled into all the usual places, and she felt the grime of the sewers washing off immediately. She began to idly hum to herself as she sat in the water, and, in spite of her serious worry over Mario and Goombella, found herself relaxing and sinking deeper into the water.
For a brief moment, Goombella was submerged as the nipple she was clinging to entered the warm bathwater, and she released her grip to swim upwards. She surfaced, her hair hanging out of her pith helmet, and she shook the water out of her eyes. In front of her, she saw Peach's neck and face, her eyes closed. She scanned the bath for any part of Peach's body that might being poking out of the water, but was surprised as Peach adjusted herself, causing the tops of her breasts to resurface. Goombella sat down next to Peach's nipple as goosebumps quickly formed on the giant woman's skin. She pulled her textbook out of her satchel, and let the water drip out. Looking in the book, she saw that the old, faded ink had run out of the pages, and she threw the book aside, back into the water. She felt, for the first time since waking up at this size, not fear, but worry and sadness. Without any information on whatever had been in that chest, how would she and Mario restore their original size?
From ahead of her, Peach began to hum a soothing melody that calmed Goombella's nerves. The initial sadness faded, and she felt reassured knowing that, once they got Peach's attention, they would be relatively safe.
Without warning, a shadow passed over her, and she looked up. Peach's hand was coming down toward her breast, and the impact caused the entire surface to jiggle slightly. This served to remind Goombella that, in spite of Peach's kindness and good intentions, she was a major potential threat, as long as she remained unaware of Goombella's presence on her mammary. Peach's massive hand began to move, and Goombella gasped, as once again, she was forced into a hazardous situation.
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