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But finally, as Peach moved her big booty in for another smother, Heather would manage to turn her head to the side. Both princesses giggled as Heather finally proclaimed she had enough for now, at long last getting out something that wasn't a muffle. "I meant move your entire head outta the way." Peach explained, with her butt cheek still pressed against Heather's face cheek. "But I can still give you a 'B' for this little test." Ms. Cake then got off, standing in front of Heather to analyze her.
She started by putting her hand over Heather's heart. "Increased heartrate." Peach noted. "Understandable of course, but what is this?" The monarch then put her hand on Heather's blushing forehead. "You're warm and blushing like crazy. Hmmm. People typically blush when they are embarrassed or aroused. So tell me Heather, which one is it? I think that will be the key in determining how we can get you to better handle smother holds. Humiliation or sexual attraction? What has gotten you in this flustered state?"
"PROBABLY BOTH!" Daisy yelled, further teasing the purple-haired middleweight. "Daisy, please!" Peach reprimanded, before turning her attention back to Heather. "Take your time and answer, dear."