Heather's Smothery Trip to Nation Nectarine

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After introducing Heather to the grand castle of Peach's, the monarch had sat her guest down, before departing to the kitchen. And after a little booty bump teasing from Daisy, Peach came back with three tasty plates of chicken salad! Daisy wouldn't or rather couldn't say much as she stuffed her face with food, enjoying her fellow royal's cooking quite a bit. And much to Peach's delight, Heather seemed to be enjoying her meal a lot as well! "You're oh so welcome, sweetie!" Ms. Cake chirped, before eating some more of her own food.

While the three wrestling gal pals dined, Princess Cake was pondering how exactly to help Heather with her little problem. She knew Daisy would be more than happy to just use this as an excuse to smother the easily flustered girl silly. Admittedly, that also sounded like a fun time to Peach, but she was also concerned with Heather's progress as a wrestler. Moving past weaknesses was always a good thing, and Heather had a weakness for smother holds it seemed.

"Alrighty, Heather." Peach said, breaking any silence there may have been between the three girls, who were all previously focused more so on the delicious grub. "Daisy mentioned this to me. And I also saw on your Twitter page, that you seem to have trouble dealing with and countering smother holds. I definitely think The Booty Princesses can be of assistance, but try and describe to me exactly what you think the issue is regarding them." Ms. Cake had an idea, but wanted to hear what Heather had to say first.

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Heather was fully enjoying her little meal, letting it take her mind off the matter at hand for just a bit. It was a nice little..lead up to what would be happening soon with the three of them, a tint of red forming on her cheeks just slightly as she thought about the whole thing--it starting to slip into her mind yet again.

Of course, it was brought straight to the front when Peach finally broke the silence, saying what she did. The blush on her face deepened even more as she brought up the twitter post that she made, making her sit up straight and clear her throat a little. She had to think of how to say it, her eyes darting around just a little before she took a deep breath in and out.

"I-it's..I mean.." She bit her lip just a little, tapping her finger against the table a couple times. "Mnh..smother holds in general..I find myself..struggling quite a bit fighting against them. Ahh just..the feeling..the situation..every little bit of it. It's tough to put it into words really I just..need to somehow figure out how to better..endure.."

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After the three girls had enjoyed Peach's declious food for a bit, the owner of the castle finally broke the silence, by getting to the point of why Heather had come here. That being, to be trained on how to better handle smother holds. Ms. Cake analyzed Ms. Sunderland, as she blushed and took sometime to respond. But when the purple girl finally did her best to explain, Peach listened intently. Heather had trouble going into specific details, but the last word of her explanation caught the monarch attention..."endure".

"I see." Peach replied. "Endure. Enduring the feeling. Enduring the situation." The pink princess finished eating, stood up and closed her eyes for a moment. But suddenly her eyelids shot back open. "I GOT IT!" Peach exclaimed. "The sacred art of smothering is indeed tricky to deal with, yes. It can be overwhelming to be consumed by the plush posterior of another wrestler. The lack of air draining you, as you fight often in vain against the plump cheeks squishing your face. On top of that, different smother holds are dangerous in different ways. Enduring them takes focus, discipline, and strategy. BUT NOT TO WORRY! There are ways to deal with smother holds, and The Booty Princesses have got ya covered!"

Daisy had also finished eating. "Yep, covered. As in our big butts covering your face, Heather." She teased. "So Peach, we start smothering her senseless now, or?" "We start teaching her now." Peach corrected. "Teaching Heather not to succumb to a state of senselessness, while she's being smothered, in order for her to fight back." Princess Cake then started to walk out of the dining room. "You two, follow me." She directed, and Daisy got up and did just that. And this time Ms. Petals would be the one to take Heather by the hand, as the three girls walked down a beautiful hallway. The orange monarch occasionally hip bumped Heather on her side here and there, as the wrestlers walked, while Peach was keeping the details of her plans a surprise for now.

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Heather looked up, watching Peach stand up, blinking a couple times. She was sort of..interested in what sorts of things she would come up with with such a..specific need that Heather had in her training--before she sudenly yelled out, enough to almost make Heather jump. The girl definitely seemed to know what she was talking about, wording such a thing in such a..sophisticated way. She sort of..totally saw how this girl had the status that she had with even just..how she spoke.

"Y-yeah..all that for sure.." Heather just agreed with all that she was saying, standing finally when Peach told them to follow. She let Daisy take her hand, a deep breath coming in and out of her mouth before they started to walk. Heather puffed her cheeks out at Daisy, giving her little hip bumps back when she could. This girl was clearly enjoying just the thought of Heather being teased and all that sort of thing, so Heather was gonna stand her ground with her back!

"Mmnh--you two are something else--but the differences between you are fun, I'll admit." she let out at Daisy, sticking her tongue out at her afterwards.

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After verbalizing her strong desire to help Heather become better at handling smother holds, Peach led the purple girl along with Daisy down a fancy hallway. She glanced back occasionally to notice the two girls hip bumping each other, an interaction Peach knew Daisy had definitely started. Both Booty Princesses giggled a bit, after Heather mentioned the contrasts between the two royals. Suddenly, Ms. Cake stopped, motioning Heather and Ms. Petals to enter a specific room. It was a quite a large bedroom with a wide, blue, padded wrestling mat on the floor. Along with the bed, couches surrounded the wrestling area. It looked like a fun place to spar or relax, fight or cuddle, or smother for that matter!

"Your training will take place here." Peach announced, approaching Heather and taking the girl by the hand. "Please sit down." She directed, pointing towards one of the couches. After Ms. Sunderland took a seat, Peach would suddenly jump on the couch, her legs on either side of Heather! Afterwards, she would swiftly spin around, shaking her large behind a little, before planting it right on Heather's face! Peach would stinkface Heather on the sofa, shaking her wide hips around, surprise smothering the girl!

"Giving how you remarked on our differences, I bet you'd expect Daisy to pull something like this." Peach noted. "But the purpose of this smothering is so I can see how you react to booty in the face first hand! This will allow me to teach you the best, and feel free to fight back in anyway you see fit!"

"Aww, I wanted to smother her first." Daisy whined, confirming Peach's pervious remark. "Peachy, save some throne making for me!" Princess Cake rolled her eyes at this, before pressing her sweet backside down more on Heather, eager to see how her guest would respond to this test!

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Heather was messing around with Daisy a little more as they were led into the other room, lured in by Daisy's playfulness of course. As they got into the room though, Heather blinks a couple times at the sight, humming a little, enjoying how lovely their place seemed to be in every little room. It was definitely a trip that Heather clearly wasn't regretting. She looked over at Peach as she started talking, nodding her head a couple times, clearing her throat to just try to focus herself fully.

Finally, Heather sat herself down, wiggling into the couch just a bit, sitting back as Peach led her by hand. She was about to say something--until Peach suddenly jumped on the couch with her, her eyes widening in surprise. "W-wha!?" She gasped out just slightly, that gasp cut off by Peach turning herself and planting that sizable butt of hers right into her face.

"M-mmhpmnh?!! Mmmgnh!!" She let out loud muffled whines and whimpers against Peach's engulfing butt, her head spinning almost already from the soft, engulfing position that she was put in. Her face was burning a full red, heart pounding and r acing as the smothering position was making her nearly swoon as usual.

She wriggles around a bunch, reaching up finally to start desperately pushing at her thighs, trying to struggle and fight back as she gave her 'permission' to do so!

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Princess Cake had just led her guest into a special room, where Heather's smother training would be taking place. But if the purple girl expected things to proceed in a slow, steady, gradual fashion, she would be sorely mistaken. As soon as Ms. Sunderland began to get comfortable on the couch Peach had her sit on, the ruler of the kingdom would pounce on her special guest, by planting her booty cake directly on Heather's face! Peach smothered Heather quite thoroughly, surprise stinkfacing the high flying middleweight.

Peach then turned her head back, in order to eye her new throne. Heather's face was buried in booty, but what little face Peach could see was blushing tomato red! "So, I see." The monarch analyzed. "You immediately get flustered, as soon as posteriors rub up against your facial region. We have a lot of work to do indeed." Ms. Cake then felt her guest begin to push at her thighs. "There you go! Focus on trying to create distance between your face and my derriere." But as soon as Heather created a little space, Peach opted to use her expressive hip strength to push her glutes down harder, smothering the girl more. "Keep trying!" The royal encouraged. "My hips are strong, but I'm still a lightweight after all."

Eventually, the pink princess would decide to get off of Heather herself, freeing the girl from booty prison. Peach hopped down to the floor, before addressing the purple girl. "This is what I've gathered from this test." She started. "I believe-"

"MY TURN!" Princess Petals suddenly exclaimed, interrupting her fellow royal. Daisy off course was here this whole time, becoming jealous of the smothering Peach was dishing out. She wanted in on the action too! So the orange monarch would jump on the couch, turn her big butt towards Heather, and stinkface the girl just as Peach had done prior! "WOOHOO!" Peach simply face palmed at this, but let her bestie have her fun. "Try to push Daisy's robust backside away too, I guess." Ms. Cake advised, trying to use this as a teaching opportunity. But Ms. Petals had an even heavier rump than her partner, so resisting would be even more difficult!

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Heather was doing her best to take this lesson that Peach was giving her here--the girl getting straight to it with that heavy beginning, not letting up for a second. He face was just covered in Peach's butt, hearing her make an 'assessment' based on how Heather was reacting, pushing back as much as she could as per Peach's encouragement.

She arched against the couch, pressing and pushing as much as she could, her hands pressing and pushing at those wide, thick hips as much as she could. She felt herself pushing back finally--but Peach pressed right back, smooshing deeper against her face. Heather let out loud muffled whines and whimpers, hating how much it was getting to her..Heather doing her best not to just melt and let her completely claim her face, her struggles weakening clearly with Peach keeping it up--before she finally got off her.

Heather gasped for air, her chest rising and falling dramatically, squirming and wriggling around in position on the couch, ready to hear Peach's verdict on t he little test...until suddenly Daisy yelled out.

"W-wai--wait!! Mmhpmhmnh?!?!" Her protests were cut off immediately by Daisy shoving her butt right into her face. engulfing her features nice and deeply between those cheeks, her hips squirming and wriggling a bunch. Ms. Petals was..definitely heavier and more excitable as she was eagerly pressing her butt into her face, leading to Heather desperately pushing back at her. Her head was spinning like crazy, heart feeling like it was about to burst from her chest, the soft, smothering sensation and how much Daisy was enjoying herself was making Heather nearly swoon..that submissive urge to be her seat gripping her mind more and more as she desperately tried to ignore and push!

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While Peach was smothering Heather, she had noticed the tweener's struggles quickly begin to weaken. The monarch wondered if this was simply due to herself being an excellent smother user, or if Heather's resistance to smothers was simply that weak. It was probably a bit of both. But that's why Ms. Sunderland was here, to try to get better at handling such moves!

That being said, Daisy's impulsive intervention was not part of Peach's initial plan. After the pink princess had gotten off of Heather, the orange one immediately ran up to and started couch stinkfacing their guest as well! Ms. Petals just loved forcing someone to be her throne, enjoying every second of the rub down on poor Heather. While having her face wedged deep in Daisy's thick butt cheeks, the purple girl was having an even harder time fighting back, not that she had handled Peach's peach very well either...

Ms. Cake in the meantime, was using this as an opportunity to further analyze Heather, desiring to be the best teacher possible. Princess Petals was just cool with turning Heather into a booty slave for the day. "Hmmm. Let's try this." Peach suddenly announced. "Perhaps Daisy's backside is too hard to push away. Instead, let's preform a stinkface train on you. Try to move your head to the side and out of the way, when the two of us are switching between smothering you, Heather."

"Yeah! Let's keep backing our cabooses up on her! CHOO! CHOO!" Daisy agreed, before finally getting off. However, Peach would then approach Heather, and press her thick backside in the purple girl's face yet again! After shaking her hips around for a little bit, Peach would get off, only for Daisy to preform another butt smothering on Heather! The Booty Princesses repeated this process, seeing if Heather could at least find the willpower to move out of the way eventually!

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Heather definitely had a bit of a harder time fighting back against the more..aggressive and forward methods of Daisy's as that thick butt of hers just smothered and engulfed her face. She squirmed and wriggled all over, trying to muster up whatever she could do to push and struggle against her. Her body arched against the couch, muffled yells and whimpers vibrating against Daisy's butt as she heard Peach's words next.

The thought of a 'stinkface train' definitely--made her head spin quite a bit. It sounded ridiculous to her..but it was clearly just about to happen to her regardless. She felt Daisy get up off her--giving her a second or two to catch her breath..only for it to be replaced by Peach's butt right after! The two were just--trading places on her face, running that train just as Peach had claimed they were gonna do.

She took Peach's butt...then Daisy's again..and then finally she pushed out a reaction fully. She whined out loudly, turning her head at the last second as Peach shoved her ass into her face, feeling it press against her cheek. "Nghaah!! Ngh!! E-en---enough!!" Her face was a full, complete red, her fluster and arousal from the position that she was in feeling like it was overtaking her body and mind.