Princess Peach Cake was on her way to visit LAW's gym once again, with the intention of working even more on her already perfectly plump buns. She entered through the gym doors, to see quite a troubling sight before her. Peach noticed one of her pervious opponents, with underwear pulled over her head. She then noticed a taller woman, drop a weight on the shorter girl's foot.
Ms. Cake quickly put the pieces together in her mind, and she righteously rushed in to Monaka's aid. The speedy monarch was at Samantha in a spilt second. And the bully had just enough time to turn her head in surprise, before Peach nailed her hard with a jump kick. "AHHHHH!" Sam cried, as Peach's strong kicked her face hard, causing the woman to stumble back.
"UGGH!" Ms. Gang fell down, and her head struck the metal part of one of the gym's workout machines. This left the gang girl on the floor, having been knocked out cold. "Hmmph." Peach then approached Monaka, removing the underwear from her head, and helping the victim up. "Don't worry, that bully is out like a light." Peach assured her. "You okay?" Spoiler
It felt like the humiliation wouldn't end, and Monaka sniffled, feeling that help wouldn't come. And then, came Princess Peach, and she went to kick Samantha's head so hard that she was knocked out cold. Monaka was finally relieved from the bullying, and she looked at her rescuer with her big, teary eyes.
Fixing her own underwear, she saw that it was Peach who saved her from Samantha. But at this point, Monaka couldn't muster her usual ego and bluster as she wept. It was clear that the torment that she suffered by the hands of Samantha had affected her greatly.
After knocking Samantha out into another timezone, Princess Cake attended to Monaka. Her heart ached as she saw her past opponent whimper, immediately embracing the victim in a hug.
"There, there." Peach spoke softly, cluddling Monaka close to her. "Everything gonna be okay, dear. I'm glad I made it, before that scoundrel could do anymore damage."
As Monaka was hugged by Peach, she continued crying for a while. Cuddling against her savior, Monaka continued weeping before she looked at her with her teary eyes.
"T-thank you..." She said, wiping her eyes with her hand. She didn't know what would have happened if Peach didn't show up earlier.
"No problem, sweetheart." Peach responded, before planting a kiss on the head of the girl she was cuddling. Ms. Cake was good at reading people. During the match the two had, Peach had deduced that Monaka dealt with insecurities deep down. And that being bullied soon after a humiliating loss to the princess must have been hard for her. Peach also deduced that Samantha was likely the same, but your insecurities should not be used as an excuse to harm others.
Meanwhile, Samantha had woken up from Peach's knock-out kick. Seeing as how someone interfered with her second ambush attempt, she was trying to crawl away without further punishment. During her attempted escape, Sam bumped her head into one of the metal gym machines. "OW! DANG IT!" Sam grunted, this caught Peach's attention who turned and narrowed her eyes at Ms. Gang. Considering the fact that this women had managed to knock her out with one kick, the ex-gangster was understandably nervous. "Um...hehehe." Sam nervously chucked, sweating a little.
Still snuggling against Peach for comfort, Monaka didn't put any attention to her tormentor. She felt much calmer now, with a few sniffles every now and then, but she remained in the hug, not wanting to let herself out of the warmth. She didn't want Peach to let her go as she wasn't ready to actually compose herself.
Monaka had been through a lot, from the string of losses to the bullying earlier, she needed a break from all those.
Princess Cake glared at Samantha. Part of her wanted to continue punishing Sam, but it was clear Monaka wasn't ready to be let go yet. So for the sake of the pink-haired girl, Peach stayed where she, still cuddling her. "You may scatter away now, ruffian." The monarch told Samantha, giving the downed woman a chance to flee.
Sam grit her teeth. That last time she was in a situation like this, she had been beaten, spanked, and smothered by this royal's partner, Daisy Petals. It seemed Peach Cake had more restraint and mercy. However, Sam didn't want to look weak, by running off again. So instead, Ms. Gang got up and approached the cuddling girls in a threatening motion. "Don't." Peach warned, in a dangerously calm voice.
"Grrrr. I'm not afraid of-UGH!" Sam had gotten too close. Without ever letting go of Monaka, Peach had rotated her body, positioning herself between the bully and victim. After this act of protection, Peach suddenly would thrust her hips back, as soon as Sam was in range. The hip attack knocked Sam over, flat on her back.
"What the-No no, w-wait. Don't-MMMMMPH!" Still cuddling Monaka, Peach slowly brought her strong butt down on the aggressor, securing her a simple facesit. "Since you have so foolishly decided ignore my warning, I now must smother away the threat you've tried to pose." Ms. Cake explained, after ignoring Sam's pleas, before addressing Monaka. The girl had been gently brought down to sit on Sam's chest, while Sam's face remained firmly wedged in Peach's iron buns. "She can't harm you now, sweetie.""Mmmmph!"
Monaka wasn't sure what was happening, but Peach managed to stop Samantha from doing further harm, even going to sit on her face, smothering her. Meanwhile, Monaka was seated on Samantha's chest, unsure on what to do. Her normal bluster was nowhere to be seen, and she just watched as Peach smothered the hell out of Samantha for being such a bully.
Also, Monaka felt awkward now. She always made sure to present a strong front for herself, but Peach had seen her vulnerable side, and she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. She wanted to lash out, but she couldn't bring herself to do it.
"To destroy any potential threat you may pose, you have forced me to smother you out. Find a better way to deal with any insecurities you have, that doesn't involve needlessly attacking others." Peach lectured Sam, refusing to stop the butt smothering punishment, grinding those round, firm glutes into her trapped face.
Samantha mentally cursed herself, as her ego and stubbornness had gotten her facesat once again. For the second time, someone had come to interfere with her ambush attempt. What was the world coming to, when a sadistic heel couldn't harass someone successfully in the backstage gym?! It didn't help the fact that an incident in her past had left Ms. Gang with quite the distaste for being smothered. Though, Sam doubted Peach would by that as an excuse, for her toxic, tormenting behavior.
"S-Stop-Mmmmmph. Mmm." Sam simply whined, begged and whimpered under Peach's rump, eventually passing out. Whether Sam would take heed to yet another derriere-related discipline was yet to be seen.
After Sam was out cold once again, falling prey to Peach's kick as well as her backside, the royal finally got off. She pulled Monaka up with her, leading her away from Sam's body and onto a nearby gym bench. "My butt smothers tend to take people out for a while." Peach explained to Monaka. "This time, your bully won't be getting up any time soon. I assure you. So, are you alright now?"
Monaka watched as Peach smothered Samantha out with her backside. Now that she had recovered, she thought that she needed to look tough in front of Peach, though she couldn't quite muster enough bluster as she tried to cross her arms.
"Hmph... I-I could handle her, y-you know?" Monaka huffed, though she didn't sound convincing, with her cheeks red. She had been helped up by Peach as she sat on the bench. She had quite a mixed feeling about this, and she wasn't sure what to say besides her normal bluster.
