Bedtime
VG Shrink
chapter 12
by
copier
· original author:
olimarnite
Goombella temporarily left her spot in Peach's hair as the princess began to rub shampoo into it, and returned as soon as she had rinsed it out. A moment later, Peach sat up and climbed out of the bathtub. She took a towel from the rack, and began to dry herself off. As she did his, Goombella looked over toward the countertop. She knew that Mario had made it into the inn with them, but wondered when he had finally left his previous spot in Peach's hair. She scanned across the objects on the countertop. Peach's blue earrings were sitting next to her crown and gloves. If Mario was there as well, he was too small to be seen from this distance.
By now, Peach had finished drying her body off, and she reached for another towel. Goombella let out a small gasp. In her distraction,she had forgotten that Peach would be drying her hair, too. She didn't have time to move. Peach began to vigorously rub the towel over her head, and Goombella was tossed into the depths of the dense tangle that made up Peach's long hair. The constant motion caused her to very quickly be tangled into the endless forest of hair around her, and she found herself again unable to move. She was in complete darkness. She couldn't see or hear anything, and was left with only the powerful smell of Peach's shampoo.
Mario had originally thought to use the time that Peach spent in the bath to think up a plan of action for finding Goombella and catching Peach's attention, but his on attention had finally been completely overtaken by the sight of the towering princess once she had removed her clothes. He had ceased moving entirely, and simply stood on the counter and stared. He gave complete attention to absolutely everything Peach did throughout the bath. It was only when she had finished drying herself off that he finally snapped back to reality. The gigantic princess was walking toward the counter to retrieve her clothes, and Mario saw his chance. Peach placed her hand on the counter as she picked up her dropped panties, and he hopped onto her index finger. Grabbing on, he was lifted through the air and was able to see several key areas of Peach's huge body up close as she went about pulling her undergarments and pajamas on.
He had to force himself to resist the urge to dive into Peach's panties as she pulled them on, and instead made a leap onto her shoulder as she adjusted the neckline of her top. Peach walked out of the bathroom and over to her bed to sit down. Once there, she picked up a hairbrush from her bedside table and began to run it through her flowing hair.
Mario gave a moment's thought, before deciding to wait it out and look for a chance to get closer to her face.
Goombella had now spent several minutes trapped in the depths of Peach's hair, but finally, the strands around her began to loosen. Once some fell away, she was able to see slightly. It looked like Peach was brushing her hair, which made Goombella's situation much better. She saw Peach's bed far below, and began to lower herself down through the long, blonde hair to reach the blanket.
"You know, princess, I've always admired your hairstyles, but I really could have gone without getting this familiar with them." she muttered to herself as she descended. It was lucky that Peach let her hair grow so long, or it wouldn't have reached the bed. Goombella dropped down and looked up at the princess. Peach, of course, towered over her, completely oblivious to the tiny Goomba's presence. From down here, she had no chance of getting Peach's attention, so she sat down to watch her brush her hair.
Peach, at last, finished the lengthy job of brushing her long hair, and put the brush back onto the table. She turned herself around, stretched, and leaned back onto her pillow. She gave a quiet sigh. Even if she could relax here, she was terribly worried about Mario and Goombella. Who knows what that mysterious chest could have done to them? She closed her eyes, and gradually drifted to sleep.
It seemed that Mario just couldn't catch a break. He had been so focused on watching Peach's hairbrush that he failed to notice her moving to turn and lie down. The rapid motion she made to turn threw Mario off of her shoulder. He yelled as he fell what seemed like miles down toward her bed before landing on the blanket. It seemed as if his tiny size affected the force of his impact, as he felt relatively unharmed by the crash landing. There was no time to relax, though, as he looked back up and saw Peach leaning back down, right toward him. Under her weight, the mattress sagged and became a steep slope. He rolled helplessly down, and finally came to a stop against Peach's body, only to be immediately flattened underneath her. The stitching of the mattress left holes just large enough for him to breathe, but wherever he was under Peach, he couldn't move at all. This was going to be a long night.
Goombella had watched, her eyelids drooping, as Peach placed the hairbrush onto the table and turned herself around. She was on the verge of tipping over and falling asleep until she saw a tiny, red speck falling from Peach's shoulder. A familiar yell suddenly reached her ears, and she jumped to her feet. At least she finally knew where Mario was. She watched in shock as Mario rolled along the sagging mattress and vanished under Peach's enormous rear end. In spite of the danger Mario was in, she broke into a giggling fit. The laughter, combined with her exhaustion, prevented her from whipping herself into a panicked frenzy, and she dropped onto the blanket, her eyes closed. As her laughter slowly receded, she muttered, "Hope you've always liked your girlfriend's butt, Mario."
Moments later, the minute Goomba was asleep.
By now, Peach had finished drying her body off, and she reached for another towel. Goombella let out a small gasp. In her distraction,she had forgotten that Peach would be drying her hair, too. She didn't have time to move. Peach began to vigorously rub the towel over her head, and Goombella was tossed into the depths of the dense tangle that made up Peach's long hair. The constant motion caused her to very quickly be tangled into the endless forest of hair around her, and she found herself again unable to move. She was in complete darkness. She couldn't see or hear anything, and was left with only the powerful smell of Peach's shampoo.
Mario had originally thought to use the time that Peach spent in the bath to think up a plan of action for finding Goombella and catching Peach's attention, but his on attention had finally been completely overtaken by the sight of the towering princess once she had removed her clothes. He had ceased moving entirely, and simply stood on the counter and stared. He gave complete attention to absolutely everything Peach did throughout the bath. It was only when she had finished drying herself off that he finally snapped back to reality. The gigantic princess was walking toward the counter to retrieve her clothes, and Mario saw his chance. Peach placed her hand on the counter as she picked up her dropped panties, and he hopped onto her index finger. Grabbing on, he was lifted through the air and was able to see several key areas of Peach's huge body up close as she went about pulling her undergarments and pajamas on.
He had to force himself to resist the urge to dive into Peach's panties as she pulled them on, and instead made a leap onto her shoulder as she adjusted the neckline of her top. Peach walked out of the bathroom and over to her bed to sit down. Once there, she picked up a hairbrush from her bedside table and began to run it through her flowing hair.
Mario gave a moment's thought, before deciding to wait it out and look for a chance to get closer to her face.
Goombella had now spent several minutes trapped in the depths of Peach's hair, but finally, the strands around her began to loosen. Once some fell away, she was able to see slightly. It looked like Peach was brushing her hair, which made Goombella's situation much better. She saw Peach's bed far below, and began to lower herself down through the long, blonde hair to reach the blanket.
"You know, princess, I've always admired your hairstyles, but I really could have gone without getting this familiar with them." she muttered to herself as she descended. It was lucky that Peach let her hair grow so long, or it wouldn't have reached the bed. Goombella dropped down and looked up at the princess. Peach, of course, towered over her, completely oblivious to the tiny Goomba's presence. From down here, she had no chance of getting Peach's attention, so she sat down to watch her brush her hair.
Peach, at last, finished the lengthy job of brushing her long hair, and put the brush back onto the table. She turned herself around, stretched, and leaned back onto her pillow. She gave a quiet sigh. Even if she could relax here, she was terribly worried about Mario and Goombella. Who knows what that mysterious chest could have done to them? She closed her eyes, and gradually drifted to sleep.
It seemed that Mario just couldn't catch a break. He had been so focused on watching Peach's hairbrush that he failed to notice her moving to turn and lie down. The rapid motion she made to turn threw Mario off of her shoulder. He yelled as he fell what seemed like miles down toward her bed before landing on the blanket. It seemed as if his tiny size affected the force of his impact, as he felt relatively unharmed by the crash landing. There was no time to relax, though, as he looked back up and saw Peach leaning back down, right toward him. Under her weight, the mattress sagged and became a steep slope. He rolled helplessly down, and finally came to a stop against Peach's body, only to be immediately flattened underneath her. The stitching of the mattress left holes just large enough for him to breathe, but wherever he was under Peach, he couldn't move at all. This was going to be a long night.
Goombella had watched, her eyelids drooping, as Peach placed the hairbrush onto the table and turned herself around. She was on the verge of tipping over and falling asleep until she saw a tiny, red speck falling from Peach's shoulder. A familiar yell suddenly reached her ears, and she jumped to her feet. At least she finally knew where Mario was. She watched in shock as Mario rolled along the sagging mattress and vanished under Peach's enormous rear end. In spite of the danger Mario was in, she broke into a giggling fit. The laughter, combined with her exhaustion, prevented her from whipping herself into a panicked frenzy, and she dropped onto the blanket, her eyes closed. As her laughter slowly receded, she muttered, "Hope you've always liked your girlfriend's butt, Mario."
Moments later, the minute Goomba was asleep.
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