Peachy Keen Princess

--artwork by ario-- “Aww man, that game was a blast.  Saved another princess.”  Brad said as he walked out of his house trash bag in hand.  “Man it’d be killer if I could be an actual hero that went around saving damsels in distress. Haha, I’d get all those fine ladies.”  Brad was addicted to certain types of games where you’d save the charming princess from the clutches of some evil…perhaps too addicted.  “My dashing good looks alone would be enough to win them over.”  He gloated.  Brad was right though, he was quite a handsome fellow.  He was a Caucasian man with a well-toned muscular build (not overly buff) and had a chiseled face (big chin and well carved cheek bones).  His light brown hair was somewhat long and wavy and fell to around the tops of his shoulders; his bangs gelled back with the rest of his hair.  For whatever reason though Brad tended to lack confidence when it came to women and gave up long ago trying to play the dating game.  Perhaps that is why he withdrew into his games.

He arrived at his dumpster dressed in a black long sleeved dress shirt and tight fitting jeans dropped the garbage in and as he headed back for the house he noticed a strange colored splotch on his lawn and some light glistening near it.  As he walked closer to it he realized it was an odd colored mushroom and that the light was the sun reflecting off a gold metal crown lying next to the it.  The mushroom was red with giant white spots on it.  The crown was quite dirty and had lost almost all its shin.  It wasn’t wholly large, but large enough to barely fit around the crown of one’s head.  It was the crown that ended up fascinating him the most so he picked it up and took it with him inside.  After washing it clean in the kitchen sink he took it to the living room and sat on his couch to inspect it further.  There were four pointed tips, each side possessing a jewel of some kind.  Two opposite sides carried blue gemstones, while the other two red rubies.  “I wonder how the hell this got on my lawn.” Brad questioned.  “Maybe apart of some costume someone dropped.  It’s pretty authentic looking. Hmmm.” 

Brad sat there and pondered about his usual fantasies of heroes saving princesses yet again and stared intensively at the crown (that was clearly designed for a princess).  His face sagged somberly as Brad said, “Would be nice if I had a Princess of my own.”  And then for whatever reason he decided to place the crown atop his head.  After doing so he kind of just sat in a pouty manner making a joking response of, “Someone come and save me, wooo.”  Brad then grabbed at the crown to take it off but failed in his attempts to do so, the crown feeling as if it were glued to his head.  “Huh, what the hell?  Ugh, it won’t come off.”  Brad didn’t notice, but one of the rubies appeared to glisten with light and a small radiating sound arose in the air.  “Is this a joke! Ugh, get this thing off of me. Hygghh. Come on.” Brad continued as he struggled to take off the crown when suddenly he stopped as after an intense energy struck his body like a thunder bolt.  His arms went limp and fell to his side; his eyes opened wide staring into space, mouth motionless as Brad’s ebony pupils glistened in the same manner as the crown’s jewel.  Brad’s mind was completely blank, he couldn’t think, feel, nor do anything for about a minute before finally snapping back to reality.  “Hyuuh, what the…hell was that?  Uhh I got a fucking headache, eeehh.”  The headache grew in intensity and Brad’s body began filling with persistent warmth.  “What was I? God my body’s burning up! Huh, ah, do I have fever?”

The Red Ruby of the crown glistened again and the ringing noise became louder, piercing the air.  Brad caught wind of the sound and covered his ears.  “Augh, what is that sound!?”  It quickly subsided however as Brad felt an even greater disturbance, one within his body.  He keeled over as a forceful daze washed over him.  A building pain was pummeling his bones, small tremors coursing through his body.  “Agh, aaah! What the, Ahhh! Hyaah!”  Brad fell onto his back on the couch, writhing about in pain, the crown sticking well to his head despite the change in angle (It truly was stuck there).  “It hurts, oh god, ah! Wuaaah!!” Brad cried out as the bones in his limbs began to pull and break.  Bones were shrinking, snapping in two and then reforming as a new structure.  Brad stuck his arms above his head and had them wrestling about on the couch arm rest above him.  His hands shook and fingers curled violently as they splintered and popped, working towards a more fine size. He felt the connective bones in his knees and elbows pop into different positions as everything around them shortened in length.  “Agh, I’m break-ing, apart! AAAH!”  Brad screamed.  The muscles in his limbs were fading away, pulling and dwindling along with his changing limbs.  It felt like a massage was pinching and stretching Brad’s muscles lithe.”Huaah! Help! What’s, ha-h-happening! Gyah!”  Brad gritted his teeth as he felt his biceps and other muscles in his arms diminish into his body, their mass disappearing.  This was followed by his hands stiffening, fingers and all in unison, as they compressed and softened.  ”Nggghh, gaaaahh!” Brad let out.  Brads arms now looked like a set of enticing lean appendages; they flung forward towards his hips, grasping at parts of the couch with a tight feminine grip.  The second red ruby on the crown started to glisten next, the ringing noise returning.

“Haaahuaaah!!  Stop! It hurts, hah, ha, I’m scared! Somebody!” Brad cried out, tears welling in his eyes while fearing his body was destroying itself.  The muscles in his legs disappeared in similar fashion to his arms, muscles pulling away and bends taking shape along the borders of his legs. “S-somebody, save meeee!!” Brad yelled out (ironic for a guy who saved princesses all the time).  Brad’s feet cracked and snapped as his small ankles poked out slightly and his arches rose with a little more prominence.  His toes curled about in reaction to the changes and commenced to pop and shrink in size too.  And like everywhere else the muscles receded.  Brad’s legs looked considerably thinner compared to their previous selves as well as shorter.  “Augh, aaahhh!!!” Brad let out as a sudden large snap across his entire spine took place.  His chest pushed out considerably, Brad’s spine gaining massive curvature.  He also experienced his ribcage curve downwards a bit, the sensation unnerving.  Brad bucked and writhed with the changes, feeling every extreme reformation in his skeletal structure.  “Ah, hoowuah! Fuuuck! Helppp! Hyah hoooo!!”  Brad screamed.  At this point the pain Brad felt was pushing its way from mind, his senses becoming used to the shots of pain.  His cries were transitioning more towards shocked reactions as his ribcage finished forming.  “Gaaawd, oh shit! Whyyy!??” 

Brad then felt his core tightening while his hip area expanded.  Frantic vibrations began pelting at his waist as it felt like it wanted to crush inwards.  His pelvis snapped letting out a startled yelp from Brad’s trembling mouth.  At that same moment Brad’s mid-section caved with a few squashing inward motions (his flesh looking like Jello jiggling around through it all).  “Hyuh, gaahh.. ho-ho-holy shiiit!!” Brad let out, the feelings becoming more strange and overwhelming than painful.  His hips had some width to them now, bones being seen beneath the surface of the skin on his sides below his now trimmed flat waist.  He had lost quite a bit of mass, his stomach going flatter and flatter as he felt his abs fading into his body.  “Everything’s, going! Ah, huh, nooo.  Oh my god, I feel…ooohh!” Brad said in confusion.  The muscles in his abdominals felt as if they were tugged in and steadily veered off in several directions, redistributing their mass elsewhere.  The muscles in his back were twitching randomly as one by one pockets of well-built muscle convulsed and faded in size.  The sensation actually brought moans from Brad’s mouth.  “mmmm, oooohhh.  Mmmhah, uuuhhhh.”  He was floating between asleep and awake at this point because of his ordeal.  Brad’s balls began to gradually flatten against him, the hair in his junk and armpits crawling back into his body, facial hair doing the same.  Most of his body hair had at least greatly shortened in length to where it was barely noticeably and his skin was becoming gentler.  Brad’s clothes were now sagging and loose fitted on him and with the lack of hair and muscle, slight curves; he looked like a squirming effeminate teenage boy (having decreased a bit in size as well). 

Brad then bolted from his drowsy state as the changes took his face.  The first of the blue gems on the crown began shining like the other jewels, noise following suit.  Brad’s chiseled chin became even more pointed, dragging his jaw open with its powerful reformation.  His face began rounding more, his cheeks puffing out giving them a cute chubby look.  “Uuhhh, ooh, fuck! I-I can’t take this! Hyah! Mmmm.”  Brad’s nose snapped forward a bit and perked up slightly followed by his bridge thinning out on his face.  Eyebrows trimmed down in size becoming pencil thin over eyes that went wide and round as a cat, pupils growing larger and the eyeballs actually growing in size as they shook.  “Ngghhh, ooohhh!” Brad let out as he shifted his body and fell off the couch to the floor, landing on his front side.  His adams apple tugged inward causing a high pitched womanly moan to release from Brad’s mouth which was now growing more plump and sensual, his lower lip puffing considerably (lips now colored peachy pink).  “Awwwh god! My, heh, voice, heh, haaaa!” Brad said with a shocked expression as his cries now sounded like feminine moans, voice forever changed.  His face looked completely like that of a beautiful starlet, blue eye shadow painted above his eyes which now carried captivating full lashes around them, which continued to grow into a thick like mane. 

Brad was trying to lift himself up, but the changes were too intense as he cried out, “Help-p- meeee! Hee-ha-ha aaahh! Wuaaah!! Please, ah! My body! It feels, feels so, Ah, AH!  So hot!”  Suddenly Brad’s clothes began shuffling about on their own accord, moving about like a liquid as they took an amorphous form around his body.  Brad just lied there writhing on the ground in a growing ecstasy that was starting to take hold of him.   Thoughts begin filling his head, thoughts of regality, memories that are not his own.  They filled his mind with sights of pleasantries, of a life filled with brightness; a far cry from how he was feeling at the moment.  These thoughts felt welcoming to him and he slowly started to embrace them, feeling like they were an escape from this fear he was experiencing.  “Nggh, no more, no more. Huh, ha, hah. GAAH!”  Brad’s dress shirt began hugging tighter to his body and both it and his pants colored themselves pink.  His pants slowly dissipate until they reached a very thin layer and turned into light pink leg stockings.  His shoe’s lips traveled downwards to his toes, opening up space as they do on top of his feet, the heels breaking an arch as they shifted more towards high heels.  And that is eventually what his shoes finish shaping into, the laces and texture fading into reddish pink high heels that clung tightly to Brad’s dainty feet.  “Mmmmm, mmhhhh, haaaah.” Brad continued to moan as the transformation of his attire continued, himself feeling the shifting motions of the clothing against his body. 

The bottom of Brad’s dress shirt expanded in size and grew downwards past his ass all the way to above his feet.  It puffed out in size the further down it traveled, forming into an elegant dress, frills drawing themselves into existence on its way down.  A hot pink colored decorative sash ruffled up behind the dress and hung delicately around his waist.  A white under coat beset the dress and it held firm in a circular fashion around Brad’s waist aside from the front where he was lying on top of it.  Brad’s dress shirt continued to shape into the upper part of the dress, which had a corset like fit to it.  It was pink and clung tightly to him as a long light pink streak glided its way up the middle of the upper portion of the dress, vertical lines patterned across it.  It stopped just above the center of the chest right above Brad’s nipples and a frilly pink border appeared.  A frilly collar to the dress formed and hugged Brad’s neck, a hot pink lace gently wrapping itself around it.  The sleeves of his shirt split in two, the upper portion puffing up greatly like a marshmallow into light pink shoulder puffs that were wrapped in a pink outer layer holding itself together by cute little bowtie knots.  The lower sleeves turned white and slithered its way across his hands as well giving coverage to his whole lower arms, forming into bridal gauntlets (they looked like something a bride at her wedding might wear).  His outfit now resembled a royal princess garment, sumptuous in its appearance. 

The calming thoughts that were filling Brad’s mind grew stronger and he felt a tugging at the back of his subconscious that seemed to be depleting him of his fears and own sense of self, replacing them with these happier memories and traits.  His mind was fuzzy and going numb, eyes in a trance, blinking wildly. “Who is this, who am I hah! Whats happening, to me. Ah, so soft…my body.”  Brad’s skin became smooth and his hair gradually brightened into a shined blonde color.  “My head…somethings in my head! Hyah, oooohhh! Guh, my hero!”  Brad panted out as visions of a hero rescuing him from peril, him as a princess, spilled into his mind.  “Yes, please, save me from, haah, aaahh!”  The final jewel on brad’s crown lit up as an enormous crack racked his mid-section once again, this time scrunching it down to an even thinner, tight size (it about reached the waist of a Barbie doll in appearance).  “AAAHNNN AAAH!!”  Brad cried out as he rolled over onto his back.  “Ah, no! Ugh uh, my bodyyy feels so gooodd, heh, ha! Losing my mind!!!” An intense heat was rising in Brad’s chest and loins as the pleasure began to overtake his body and soul.  His arms and legs were shuffling erratically as the heat in Brad’s chest intensified.  Small mounds began to form on his chest and push against the tight fitting dress.  “I can feel it! Deep inside! It’s coming!!”  Brad responded as his mounds grew larger and plumper, a great weight building itself upon him.  It felt like a large mass was being pulled from within him, warm milk filling his new forming breasts.  The visions of the hero saving him began to fade, Brad felt no longer afraid of what was happening to him.  Instead visions of what he was becoming took form in Brad’s mind.  He saw a beautiful princess, vibrant and warm in personality, someone whom all her subjects adored.  Brad’s cheeks became flustered as the changes furthered, his mind beginning to slip away into something reborn. 

“Eh, ah.  Yes! Ohhh Uooohh!!” Brad let out as his breasts shivered before blasting outward in size.  “oh gaawd, sweet release!”  His eyes rolled back in his head and his rock hard cock, which had stiffened in reaction to the recent changes, blew a large load into his woman’s panties that formed along with the dress.  Brad’s cock was outlined harshly against the tight panties, now soaked in cum.  The breasts were growing rapidly in size, straining against the dress and squashing next to each other underneath, their slick sweating surface lubricating their movements.  A growing dark shadow was cast over Brad’s waist from the fleshy peaks on his chest as they continued to elevate.  Finer creases were forming above the breasts stressing the outfit, folds forming along the sides and back as the tits tugged tighter and lifted higher, remaining very perky no matter their size.  Brad’s upper back widened a bit more to accommodate their growing mass, giving him more strength to carry his new load as well as giving him a seductive upper hour glass figure.  “Ha, ha, ohhhhh, larger, y-yes!”  They grew and grew, the highly detailed cracks of his cleavage showing against the light pink surface of the dress covering his bloating melons.  His nipples were stiff and wet, secreting milk as they rubbed and tussled inside the outfit and were eventually covered by a bra that materialized onto them (which helped elevate his breasts even further).  “AAAhh, oohhhh, dooohoont stoopp!!”  Brad cried out in ecstasy as his dick fired another load, this time onto his bare skin as his dick was poking out of the panties.  His breasts finally halted at a set of perky large f-cups, pressing strong against the elegant dress, their form outlined well. 

Another blue jewel materialized onto the dress right above Brad’s newly formed cleavage and shone an intense light.  The final changes began to take him.  “Oh myyy, moore!? Hooooh!” Brad moaned in anticipation.  Brad’s form of speech began taking a more regal tone, as his mind slowly shifted to that of a princess like the one in his visions, the name Peach starting to prod his mind.  Brad’s body was trembling, his legs shaking rather violently in a powerful spasm as the muscles pulsated quickly over and over.  His dick was throbbing as well, whole lower body racked with intense tremors.  “So well, it’s going so well! Ooohhh dear! This pleasuuure. Hyaaaah!!”  Brad let out in a fit as his thighs and lower legs began to bloat.  Brad wrapped his arms tight around his body just below his breasts and his hips began to gyrate and bob up and down, sending his lower body into a frenzy.  His upper body remained stiff yet still ripe with pleasure, his breasts bouncing up and down, arms lifting and moving with them giving their motions more substance.  “It won’t cease!, unhh uuhhoooh! My looord!!” Brad let out as he tried to keep his head steady and his gaze firm on his changing legs.  His calves pulled up tight and firm, presenting a large hill on his legs.  The muscles were pulling and all around his legs it felt like small pockets of air were inflating the mass below the muscle fibers.  Brad’s hips were packing fat, layer by layer squirmed about into place on his frame; their motions brought yelps and slurs from Brad’s wet lips dowsed with drool.  The ass was next to feel the packing of fat as Brad bucked up in excitement to the feeling of a tight mass assaulting both his cheeks.  “wuaaaoooh! Such bliss! Ah, aaah!!” he shouted.  They grew rounder and rounder spreading the gap between his thighs further apart, a heart shape forming, his lower body lifting adding further prominence to his spinal arch.  “Aye! Moooore, further! My keeengdom needs its beauteeeehaaaa!!”

His eyes turned blue as the ocean as Brad’s mind fully succumbed to the role of the princess that was penetrating his mind, a kingdom that was his shown powerful in his thoughts.  The gap in his legs lessened a tad as the bloating to Brad’s legs reclaimed some of the space.  Rolling muscles circled his legs as his hourglass figure reached its peak.  “Peach. Peach…I’m reborn!!”  Brad let out, calling himself a new name, his mind completely taken over by whatever force had done this to him.  Peach than felt a great tug at his only remaining form of manhood he was quickly escaping from.  Peach brought a finger into his mouth and closed on it, his cheeks blushing with a heavy color as he felt entrapped by the coming sensations.  Peach’s other arm clamped one of his breasts and his legs grinded against each other egging on the slow tug of his dick.  The penis shrunk into the panties, its form showing less against them as it grew smaller and smaller, a slick line of cum trailing behind it on the skin. The pleasure was excruciatingly intense in its continuing recession.   “Ahn, yes, part with me! Leave meee!” Peach beckoned.  The dick had become a small nub on the surface between his legs, private hairs forming a blonde patch just above it.  His balls completely receded into his body and blew up, expanding into new form within Peach.  “ffhyaah, ooohoh myyy, my lord!!”  Peach screamed in ecstasy, biting down on his finger, drool flying from his mouth as his organs shifted about, his stomach vibrating as a womb formed within him.  

Intense heat racked HER insides as the princess was finally freed with the opening of a slit between her legs.  Cum immediately started leaking out as the folds took shape and the lips puffed out in lusting manner.  Peach cried out, “It feels so goo-oood!  There’s no way I-I can intermit this rapture!”  Peach’s hair grew long and curvaceous, curling about tantalizingly from HER body reaching down to her ass.  Her bangs pulled away from their gelled back state and fell forward onto her for head down between the eyes.  Peach was massaging one of her breasts, gliding her hand back and forth past the erect nipple making sure to feel up the entire surface of her tit.  Then the final release hit her as she let free her finger (now soaked wet with saliva) from her mouth and brought it down with the rest of her hand to just above her vagina (she could feel her quaking nether regions beneath the dress).  A powerful orgasm, her first as the reborn princess, sent Peach’s body into a violent buck and rolled her to her side as she writhed in pleasing agony, her folds drenched in an outpouring of royal liquids.  “Aaaahnhaaauuu!!  Aaahhh! Haaaahh! Ooooohhhoo, spleeeendiiiid…Haaah…”  Peach gave out in satisfying manner.  After a few minutes of lying on her side, coming to her senses, the princess arose and dusted off her dress (the lower part finally able to circle her entire frame the way it should).  Where Brad should have been, the striking Princess Peach stood instead and she was more than happy with the change (whether any remnants of Brad’s former self remained who’s to say).  “Whilst that was fun and all, I shouldst really return to my kingdom.” Peach stated.  “Aye, the mushroom!” 

Peach exited the house and strutted confidently over to the mushroom where the crown had been lying next to.  “I can’t wait to gaze upon my people once more.” Peach said happily as she picked the mushroom and threw it in her mouth.  Suddenly she fazed from sight in the blink of an eye.  She was transported to another realm, the Mushroom Kingdom, her kingdom which had been without her for some time.  As Peach walked towards her lavish castle, her servants and followers surrounded her, shocked that she had appeared.  “My adoring subjects, I’ve returned!!”  Peach said with importance.  “Upon who do I oweth my gratitude?”  A small mushroom person named Toad appeared before the princess and said it was he who planted the crown into that world. 

“Oh my sweet Toad, thank you…mmmmm.” Princess Peach looked fondly at the shape of Toad’s head which was very phallic like in its shape; he was very small in comparison to her.  Peach licked her lips and said, “I think someone’s des’rving of an award, hee hee.”  A few hours later a few servants working the castle heard a rattling to the ceiling above them coming from Peach’s bedroom.  Loud sex noises could be heard through the ceiling, the Princess was obviously indulging upon her return.

“Oh my Toad, so big! Aye! Aye! Depp’r! Furth’r!!  Hyaaaahh!!”  Peach let out in cries of ecstasy as she plowed the sizeable mushroom head of toad (holding him by his body and lying on her back thrusting her hips upwards) over and over into her wide spread pussy, her body violently rocking the bed about in her aims to please herself.  She was certainly enjoying her new role as Princess.