Best laid plans...

Peach stood in her pajama pants and tank top looking at the X shaped hourglass spinning near the wall of her bedroom. Again, on either side were the Lesbian kissing Lilly and Fetish Hearts power ups. A part of her was concerned about Shadow Queen Peach and how se was something of a villain, even if she was playing nice for now… Another part of her wished there were more of her to manage the Mushroom Kingdom. She was even more acutely aware of the short comings of her army of Toadettes in light of last night skirmish with a group of Para-Koopas and how it would benefit her and her people to have someone on duty twenty-four hours a day.

*

Who ever this Mario guy was, it was now clear to Lara that he was short and fat. Not a midget, but barely over five feet tall. His long-sleeved shirt was did nothing to cover her panties on her five foot eleven inch frame. Lara sighed and looked at the fetish heart and lesbian Lilly power ups on either side of the timeline splitting powerup. A part of her wondered if there was another version of her. Lara let out a deep breath and went to bed. The Morning would be there all too soon and there was still the question of what response the “Koopa Armies” would send from the Darklands. Lara turned off the light and thought about her students, she couldn’t get over just how much Shadow looked like Scarlett Johansson and Dino Daisy looked like Samantha Mathis from that movie Unanswered Prayers.

*

Shadow Queen sat on the bed thinking. She was going over her options yet again. Any way she cut it, she was helpless without her magic. She was on an even playing field with the Peach and the other princesses as far as with weapons, and well behind Lady Croft in that department… If she tried to displace Bowser as King of the Koopas, then be walking into a trap and if she was lucky would end up his hostage in a ploy to get leverage over the Mushroom Kingdom.

The knock at her door interrupted her thinking and caused her to get up and walk over to the door.

“Hi,” the blonde Daisy said leaning against the door frame.

“What do you want?” Shadow Queen asked.

“Look, I wanted to apologize,” Daisy said.

“For what?” Shadow Queen arched an eyebrow.

“For not being more of a friend to you,” Daisy said, “I was always the odd girl out ever since I was young, and I know what it was like to be ignored. I am sorry I haven’t taken the time to get to know you better as an individual.”

“What?” Shadow Queen was shocked.

“I realized, we should have a talk and get to know each other,” Daisy said, “I mean, we are individuals and have our own personalities. We should get to know each other as individuals and make friends with each other.”

“Friends?” Shadow Queen repeated.

“Well maybe more if you want,” Daisy said, “You got a sexy goth thing going. Good night Shadow.”

Daisy leaned in and gave Shadow Queen a kiss on the cheek and left her for the night. Suddenly all of the equations had changed, Shadow Queen realized she needed to redo her mental math… She was not use to feeling like this…

*

Bowsette woke up early and looked at her lovers laying in bed, still wearing their strap-on harnesses. Last night, Bowsette has ordered her lovers to put them on and go to town on her. I had helped her take her mind off her problems for a while and get some sleep. Her bitches had fucked her silly and until she had passed out. But now she was up earlier than normal and concern had returned to her. She stood there doing the mental calculations as to the new balance of power between her kingdom of the Darklands and the realm of the Mushroom Kingdom. The new weapons employed by the Toads greatly changed the scales and her forces were still depleted without her men… Bowsette went to a chair and picked up a silk dressing gown and fixed it around herself as she stepped into a pair of fuzzy slippers. She quietly exited her chambers.

“Your Majesty!” the pair of the Koopa Troopas standing outside her chambers snapped as she stepped between them.

“My Generals are not to be disturbed,” Bowsette ordered, “Any runners are to be sent to speak with me in the observation tower.”

“Yes, Your Majesty,” the pair of guards said more quietly.

*

A little bit in the back of her mind told her that she should be chaffing from all of this running in the latex swimsuit and hotpants, but somehow, she was feeling it, if anything Lara felt more stamina and a bit stronger. The Princesses Behind her weren’t having as tough a time keeping up with her as they had before. Lara pressed harder and ran faster, this was faster than she could normally run at a prolonged pace, but she wasn’t getting winded from it like she was sprinting. The Princesses were having a harder time keeping up now, but they were trying. Lara led them back to the garden and spotted the metal bar meant to hang banners hanging from the bottom of the second floor balcony. Lara jumped up and grabbed the bar and raised her ankles to do pull ups.

“Count them out,” Lara called as she started her first one and grunted each word for each count like she had been taught as a Cadet, “Queen, Country, Corps, Honour, Family, Pride, Manor…”

Lara let herself down.

“Seven! Wow!” Peach gushed.

“Up now Lass!” Lara snapped, “Get up there and give me one for the Queen, one for your Country, come on… there you go!”

Peach got off the second reptation before falling off and landing on her feet.

“Next,” Lara said, “Get up there Dina, Give me one for the Queen, one for your Country… Come on… There you go, now jump down. Who’s next?”

“Last time I tried that I couldn’t even do one, I could just barely hang on,” the Blonde Daisy gasped.

“I always struggled to get one done,” Peach said.

“Come up Shadow get up there,” Lara called to the Gothic blonde.

Sure enough, each of the princesses had either never been able or just barely able to do one pull up before and yet each of them had done two… and Lara had never done more than five before at any one time.

*

“I… I don’t really have any experience in that…” Shadow admitted.

“Oh, ok,” Peach responded as is if it was not a big deal, “What do you think Jeannie?”

Shadow Queen was in shock. It had become clear in the first hour after breakfast as the princesses all sat in Peach’s office that Shadow had no real experience in running a country. She had experience in turning a country into a war economy to power her growing empire, but ideas like; morale, trade, and social safety nets were utterly alien to her. And yet here she sat among these other princesses who clearly had real experience with running a kingdom at peace. Jeannie finished her musing as she picked up a clear crystal butt plug and held it in her hand.

“OH, that is good,” Peach said writing bits down.

“Why am I even here?” Shadow burst out and stood up.

The Sarasaland Daisy, the Dinohattan Daisy, Princess Peach Toadstool and the other Princess Toadstool all looked at her.

“Well, like the other Daisy, we were all summoned here seemingly to help this Peach and Daisy deal with this crisis,” Jeannie added after a long second.

Everyone looked at Jeannine for a second. Then the Dinohattan Daisy spoke up.

“I am going to go with you’re wonder why you are in this meeting with us instead of off doing something more important,” the Blonde Daisy said.

That seemed a bit more self-confident than she actually felt, but Shadow Queen had to admit that that was probably how she sounded to others.

“I got this one,” the brunette Daisy started before anyone else could speak, “We need your help and advice. You are the only one here that has led a full on war. You were the terror of your age, the conquering queen that defeated nation after nation, right? Well, we are going to need your help in figuring out what to do and how to deal with Bowser and the Koopa Armies.”

“Yes,” Peach said pulling a sheet of paper from the bottom of the stack in front of her and passing it over to Shadow Queen, “I need your advice and help on how to make an army to stand up to Bowser’s forces.”

Shadow took the paper and looked at it, Peach had been doodling designs for what she could call “Military Dominatrix,” “NAZI Femdom,” or “Soviet Fetish” outfits. Peach had been doodling this while having serious discussions about running her kingdom?

“You doodled, didn’t you?” Daisy asked watching Shadows reaction to the paper, “Yeah, Peach isn’t a complete airhead, but she is a fashionista. Trust me, she was doing shit like that even before she was into all of this.”

Daisy pointed behind her at the paintings on the wall of the women in latex outfits engaging in lesbian BDSM play.

“Yeah, sorry, that is just a sort of habit I have,” Peach blushed, “But read the questions on the page…”

Shadow looked back at the paper and saw the question.

“Formations sizes between squads and army, question mark. What supplies are needed to equipe an invasion ****, question mark…” Shadow read some of the notes aloud, “How to organize a counter attack with main forces, Question mark… Ok. These are things I do know about.”

“Oh, thank goodness,” Peach said, “I have no idea about organizing an army and I do not want to only rely on Lady Croft, she seems more of a hero than a general… And I realize that I have been counting on Mario to be the hero when I needed to build up an army to defend my people.”

“As much as I love Luigi, he isn’t a replacement for an army,” Daisy added.

The other Daisy, Jeannie and Peach all agreed by nodding their heads.

“But more than just being a general,” Peach said, “I want you here because I want your thoughts on all topics, I want to get to know you… I know we just look similar, but our personalities and experiences are completely different. That just means I, we, we all need time to get to know you and build those bonds of trust and friendship… not just lust. I am sure we could make sparks fly if we went to bed right now, but I want to build a long-term relationship.”

Shadow hadn’t wanted to admit her lust for the others publicly, but she blushed at how openly Peach stated her desire for her.

“Does she do this for everything?” Shadow asked.

“She designed our uniforms when Mario was explaining how to play European football,” Daisy giggled.

“Ok, Peach…” Shadow said, “I need a book or something to write on, and a pencil or pen so I can make notes too. And if we are going to make uniforms like these, they are for parades and ceremonies, not actual combat, we should ask Lady Croft for advice on modern gear, but we will need different for field operations. But I think these might be nice for a private royal party, just us girls…”

There was a collective giggling from all of the women.

*

They had been in the latex Tomb Raider bathing suits and hotpants outfits since their morning run, so when Lady Croft had insisted that after lunch they shower and change into the latex tactical catsuits, everyone looked forward to the shower. Peach hummed to herself as she put the HK USPs into the holsters on her thighs, it struck her how strange it was and quickly she had gone from not knowing what they were, to fearing them outright to this comfortable respect and tempered trust for the weapons as she checked they were loaded, decocked, set to safe and slide into each holster and secured with care. Peach couldn’t resist taking a moment to give her boobs a firm squeeze. Peach finally got it. Sure, the few times that she and Mario had had sex, it felt kind of good when he played with her tits, but it felt good when his hands explored any part of her body while they were getting it on. Now, she got it, she shared the desire to play with tits and why some women got off so much from just having their tits played with. Plus, she was pretty sure that over the lest few days, she had gone up a few inches and cup sizes. Having her face pressed against Daisy’s chest yesterday as they caressed each-other’s latex clad bodies had awaken in her a desire for women’s tits in her mouth and in her hands.

“Can’t dwell on it, I am expected,” Peach sighed as she fixed her pony tail one more time before turning and leaving her room.

Peach paused to close the door behind her and looked at the other princesses all heading out their black rubber catsuits with belts and holsters in their own colors. She then turned and went to the stairwell. On the platform, Peach spotted her evil twin, Shadow, pausing before the full-length mirror on the side wall. Peach walked up behind her and while Shadow watched, she didn’t speak. Peach wrapped her arms around Shadow’s torso and put her chin on the other woman’s shoulder so they both were looking at Shadow’s reflection.

“You don’t need magic, I fell in lust with you with no magic required,” Peach whispered, “Now come on, Lady Croft doesn’t want us to be late.”

Peach let go of the other blonde and gave her a slap on the ass before turning and skipping down the stairs. As they got close to the garden, the Blonde Daisy came up besides Peach and leaned in.

“You know, it’s not nice to tease a girl and run,” she said as she pinched Peach’s butt.

Peach was going to say something but stopped herself and went to line up with the other princesses in front of the Archeologist and adventurer turned drill sergeant. As Shadow went past, she also pinched Peach’s butt.

“Alright Your Majesties,” Lara called, “we are going to do joint movement training, unload and place all ammo on the table here.”

*

Bowsette stood on the bridge of the ship, the heels of her boots clicking as she slightly shuffled in response to the craft’s moving. The winds blowing her pleated latex knee skirt of the naval uniform she wore for the voyage aboard the flag airship. Lena and Wendy stood behind her, dressed in nearly identical uniforms. They needed a show of **** that didn’t put her limited forces in direct danger.

“Time to Maximum firing range?” Wendy barked the question like an order.

“Two hours Admiral,” one of the Koopa-Troopas called from the map table.

“How much longer will these clouds cover our approach?” Bowsette called.

“Another hour and a half your majesty,” another Troopa responded, “Maybe two, but it is this Troopa’s duty to inform your Majesty that we are heading into the storm and it will get nastier.”

“Lena, Wendy, take the command staff inside to the protected bridge,” Bowsette ordered.

She stood still with her hands behind her back. Bowsette knew that she had to make a show of how tough she was, and her ability to stand up to the elements. The Latex wouldn’t offer any protection from the winds, but that was part of the fun of wearing it.

*

Jeannie Toadstool stood in front of the door, her shoulder to the wall, behind her was the rest of the princesses lined up in “A Stack,” as Lady Croft called it. As much as they were trying to be quiet, the ladies in their latex catsuit were making a lot of noise as their bodies moved. Jeannie held the unloaded AR-15 pointed at the door as Lady Croft came over.

“Now what?” Lara asked.

“Last member of the stack comes forward and checks the door for traps?” Jeannie half answered, half asked.

“And how does she know you stopped at a door and not for some other reason?” Lara asked.

“Oh, right,” Jeannie said.

She let go of the AR-15’s for stock with her left hand and reached back to slap Shadow behind her, Shadow reached back and slapped the Brown-haired Daisy behind her, she reached back and slapped the blonde Daisy, and she slapped Peach’s butt. Peach tapped the Blonde Daisy’s shoulder as she went around the outside of the stack. The Blonde Daisy turned around to cover the group’s rear as Peach made her way to the door and started to look for booby traps. Peach gave a thumbs up to Jeannie and Jeannie nodded to Peach as she reached back and slapped Shadow. Peach ripped the door open and the five entered the room, spreading out to cover all areas of the room. The Princesses all let out calls of “Clear” as they finished checking the room.

“Door on left,” Peach called.

“Alright, Shadow take the lead, form up on her,” Lara called as she followed the ladies into the disused sitting room.

They ran the drill right, but stopped before the second Princess Daisy could enter the room.

“Back up, it’s clear,” the Brunette Daisy called, “Does anyone need to use the toilet?”

Lara almost chuckled along with the other princesses in response to the situation they had found.

“Alright, good job ladies, form up and get ready to make your way to the next room and search it,” Lara ordered.

*

“Your Majesty!” the Koopa Troopa shouted to be heard over the winds and thunder of the storm cloud, “We are now within firing range, the Admiral has ordered us to target based on map coordinates and waits for your confirmation and final order to fire. Your Majesty?”

Bowsette had been holding her admiral hat onto her head, it had just been that windy. She didn’t bother looking down at the Troopa.

“Announce my entrance,” Bowsette ordered before turning.

The Troopa scurried back to the door and opened it for her calling for those to stand at attention for Bowsette’s entrance. Bowsette strutted calmly, confidently, past the Troopa and waited a second inside to make sure the Troopa closed the door behind her. She made it a dramatic moment to remove her hat and then move her wet hair out of her face with her free hand.

“Carry on with your duties, my faithful troopers!” Bowsette called down the hallway.

“Aye-Aye!” came the collected response from the Koopa-Troopas.

Bowsette made a show to strut confidently down the halls, the four claw heels of her black boots clicking on the wooden decking of the floors. The Troopas assigned to serve as the Marines for her flagship opened the door for Bowsette when she reached the inside bridge.

“Attention on Deck!” one of the Troopas called as Bowsette stepped inside.

“Your Majesty,” Lena and Wendy called with respect.

“Carry on,” Bowsette said to the Troopas before walking to the table where her lovers and the command staff were hunched over maps and calculations, “Where are we and what are the firing solutions you have planned?”

“Your Majesty,” Wendy said pointing at a spot on the map with her short but manicured nail of her pointer finger, “While we are in the storm bank, based on compass readings and sighting of landmarks from the lower decks we are about here.”

“Confidence?” Bowsette asked.

Wendy picked up the finger and pressed her thumb over a larger area of the map.

“I see, and firing solutions?” Bowsette asked.

Wendy moved her hand over to the closer side of the capital and Peach’s Palace and started circling a large broad oval shape.

“Given the terrain, the distance, the storm winds we are confident that the shots will land in this area, but it is a large impact zone considering,” Wendy admitted.

“Have the preparatory orders been give?” Bowsette turned to the Koopa-Troopa that commanded the ship.

“Upon Your order to prepare to fire, the ship will come about to present the starboard broadside, all starboard guns will be loaded and set to firing angles your Majesty,” the Troopa said, “Upon your order to fire, they will each launch two volleys of shots your Majesty.”

There was a long heavy pause as the room waited for Bowsette’s next words. She reached up and tapped the ship’s intercom.

“All hands, this if your Queen speaking, prepare to fire!” Bowsette pronounced so no one could miss-hear or doubt her command.

Almost instantly the airship shuttered as the propellers pushing it forward stopped and started to run in reverse to stop their forward momentum. The vessel started to shutter as the starboard side then started to push forward again causing the ship to rotate in place, the nose of the ship swinging to the right while the back swung out to the left. Once that was done, the propellers then reversed on themselves to stop the ship in midair, well as well as it could in the storm clouds.

“Your majesty,” the Troopa in command of the airship put down an ear piece, “All stations report we are ready to fire.”

“Admiral, fire two volleys from our starboard broadside,” Bowsette said, “Fire.”

Wendy slammed her hand into the button to relay the signal to the crews on the decks below them, and the airship shuttered again as the double rows of cannons launched Bullet-Bills off towards the capital of the Mushroom Kingdom. A few seconds later, another volley was fired.

*

“This suck,” A Toadette said as she paused near the other in the small shelter of the castle wall.

“Yeah, well someone has to do these shifts in the rain, and we don’t have the guys to pawn it off on, now do we?” the other Toadette said from her alcove.

“What are you looking at?” the first Toadette asked.

“I swear, it almost looks like there is something in the storm clouds to the north west,” The second Toadette said from the slit of the alcove that faced in that direction.

The first put her hand over her eyes to help with the rain as she squinted to see what her friend was talking about. With a flash of lightning a long black spot seemed to be highlighted in the storm clouds approaching from the northwest. It almost looked like the outline of a Koopa Airship. She then noted that spot seemed to disappear as another series of flashes appeared in front of it…

“Is that an airship?” the second Toadette asked.

“I think it is, I think it just fired a broadside!” the first said.

“Command post, this is wall seven,” the Second Toadette called into the radio she hand hanging in the alcove to stay dry, “Command post, this is wall seven, we have possible airship to the north west, looks like it is firing.”

*

“Your Majesties, get to the basement!” the Toadette matron in charge of security called over the radio on the channels for Lara and the Princesses, “Watches report possible bombardment by airship!”

“This is Tomb Raider, confirm last transmission,” Lara put her hand to the earpiece of the radio headset she was wearing.

“Confirm, reports that we are under attack by bombardment!” the Toadette’s voice called.

“You hear her ladies, lets move!” Lara went into action, “Lock and load and form up!”

The princesses and Lara all quickly grabbed ammo powerups from the abandoned room and readied their firearms before forming into a line with Lara at the lead. They had been in one of the outer rooms of the castle, that was currently unused with half the kingdom’s population missing, taking break from their formation movement and room clearing drills. The line of women in their latex catsuits and armed with carbine and pistols rushed to the closest stair well. Lara led the way.

“You know the drill, cover and leapfrog!” Lara called as she stopped by the window at the landing between the fifth and fourth floors.

Peach dashed past Lara with her carbine up to check the stairs she was descending followed by Jeannie, the Blonde Daisy, Shadow and the Brunette Daisy who slapped Lara on the shoulder as she went by. Peach stopped at the doorway to the halls while everyone went past her, Lara slapping her on the shoulder as she passed. Jeannie took her position watching the window at the landing between the fourth and third floors as the Blonde Daisy went past her. She shrieked and turned, tackling Shadow and protecting her as the Bullet-Bill shattered throw the window and into the wall over where Peach had been.

*

“Bloody hell!” Lara screamed, “Grab the three of them! Your Majesty! We need to move!”

“No, grab them, we all move together!” Peach shouted back at Lara.

Jeannie was dazed and confused, feeling weird. She felt a set of hands pick her up and she realized she had landed where there had been more of those blasted power ups. She looked at up at the face of Daisy who was pulling her to her feet.

“Can you move?” Daisy called.

“Yeah, damn your hot!” Jeannie wanted to kiss the Brunette in front of her.

“Snap out of it, we have to move!” Daisy shook her.

Jeannie realized what had happened just moments ago and grabbed her carbine’s grip, the Blonde Dais was helping up Shadow as Lara came back for another blonde on the floor in a latex minidress and boots.

“Let’s move, go straight down to the basement!” Peach snapped to Jeannie and Shadow.

Peach covered the hallway as they went past. Right behind them was the blond Daisy carrying the new girl. Lara dashed ahead to next landing. Daisy tried to leapfrog ahead of the disoriented Toadstools and her counterpart carrying the **** new girl.

“Clear, move!” Lara called from the door to the basement as she kicked in the door.

Jeannine found herself helping Shadow as much as Shadow was helping her down the stairs. Everyone came in the basement as Lara and Daisy closed the door behind them.

“This way,” Peach led them to a hidden room and opened it for them.

Everyone piled in before the door closed.

“Wait, you have had this place the entire time?” Daisy said.

“It was compromised before, cover that fireplace!” Peach said.

Daisy pointed her carbine at the fireplace as Peach went back to the other Toadstools…

“How are you? What do you remember?” Peach asked Jeannie.

“I saw a big Bullet-Bill heading right towards us,” Jeannie said still dazed, “And out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone behind me move into it’s path, so I tried to get them down…”

“And you Shadow?” Peach asked looking back and forth between the alternate versions of her.

“Still fuzzy, I made it half way past Jeannie when I was sent face first into a pile up of those Splitter hourglasses, lesbian lilies and fetish heart powerups,” Shadow said, “You have really pretty eyes Peach.”

“And your ass looks so tasty in latex,” Jeannie said.

“Oh boy,” Lara spoke up, “How is our other patient?”

“Well, the Vulcan Peach seems to be fine as far as I can tell so far,” the Blonde Daisy said, “Probably a kinky lipstick slut like the rest of us now.”

“A Vulcan? You know she looks a lot like the Nineth and Tenth’s Rose,” Lara noted looking at the woman and how much she looked like the actress behind Rose Taylor, “But you are right about the pointed ears.”

“What? What the fuck?” Peach snapped, “No way I have my own fucking Wario!”

*

“Does something seem really off to you?” Mario asked Luigi.

“Besides being locked up?” Luigi asked back.

“I just had this feeling like Peach just lost her shit or something,” Mario asked.

“She probably is worried sick about us like we are worried sick about her and Daisy,” Luigi noted.

“Yeah…” Mario muttered as he looked back to the TV.

*

“Admiral,” Bowsette said referring to Wendy, “Set course for home. Lena, accompany me to my quarters…”

“Yes, Your Majesty,” was the collected responses.

Lena went to Bowsette’s side and she put her arm around the Red Head’s waist.

“Do you need some shared bodily warmth Your Majesty?” Lena cooed in Bowsette’s ear.

*

“Oh, hell no,” Daisy snapped while keeping her carbine pointed at fireplace, “We don’t need any more of those dipshits trying to steal everything!”

“Come again?” the Blonde Daisy asked.

“What?” Jeannie asked.

“She is hot,” Shadow asked.

Lara pinched the bridge of her nose.

“Care to explain to the rest of us who Wario is? And why you are so upset over this lady having pointed ears?” Lara finally spoke up.

“Yes, of course, after Mario and Luigi rescued me from Bowser, I rewarded him with a castle to the south for him and his brother to live in when they wanted. While he went to aid Daisy when Sarasaland was taken over by a mind controlling alien,” Peach pinched the bridge of her nose, “A larger, fatter, and uglier impersonator of Mario calling himself Wario showed up and took over the castle. Ever since then him and his buddy Waluigi have been trolling around on various robberies, get rich quick schemes and trying to win prizes at various sports tournaments.”

“If I didn’t know any better, I would swear they were a gay couple,” Daisy said, “That or really weird twins…”

“Well I am guessing she already is a lipstick lover and kinky like the rest of us,” the Blonde Daisy said, “So she might want to join us if we promise to let her into our harem.”

Lara, Peach and Dinohattan Daisy looked down at the blonde passed out on the floor. She was a few inches shorter than Peach at about five foot five inches. She had long blonde hair in a pony tail with a black leather scrunchie. The young woman wore a leather corset with a flared latex skater skirt, leather gloves, and knee-high goth boots.

“Wait, what the hell?” Jeannie said as she looked at her gloved hands.

“Oh, yeah…” the brown-haired Daisy said looking back for a second, “Uhm, so last night I kind of figured out that any outfit you were wearing gets a lot kinkier when you tap one of those fetish heart power ups. So, like your catsuit now has the zipper go all the way down and under to give all access to your lovers, the belt is a corset, the boots have heels and the gloves are now…”

“Opera gloves?” Jeannie asked.

“Yeah,” Peach said, “You do look sexy as hell like that.”

“Fuck yeah,” the other Daisy noted.

*Update, someone paid the artist Exxidor459 to do a render of my concept for Wapeach and he posted it on their HF, DA and Patreon so here are the free links:
https://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/exxidor459/1136587/Commission---Billie-Piper-as-Latex-Wapeach
https://www.deviantart.com/exxidor459/art/Commission-Billie-Piper-as-Latex-Wapeach-1136569303
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