The first Annual Crown Orgy Day

“Princess Peach Toadstool of Mushroom Kingdom,”
“Shall absentmindedly strip a single article of clothing every time she wishes to leave a chamber in her Castle. For the purposes of argument, ‘pairs’ of clothing, such as gloves or socks, shall count as a single article of clothing. She will take off clothing in the order that she deems most appropriate for maintaining her modesty. If she enters a chamber that contains an article of clothing that she has already stripped off, she may put it back on, but must still strip an article of clothing before leaving that chamber.
“If anyone asks her as to what she is doing or why she is doing it, she is to answer in a manner most befitting her personality and whatever she thinks would put that’s individual’s mind at ease. At no point will she believe that what she is doing is implicitly wrong, and any beliefs or doubts that crosses her mind or are told to her will be forgotten as she crosses the threshold of the next chamber.
“She will do this until she has stripped herself of all articles of clothing, at which point she will walk in a brisk pace to the audience chamber in the shortest but most heavily populated route. At no point will she be deterred from reaching her destination, using her authority as Princess if necessary. She will march into that audience chamber naked even if her father himself were sitting on the throne.
“For each piece of clothing she strips off, she will become more aroused. She will then seat herself upon the throne and start masturbating, inciting an orgy to all who watch it.”

“I declare today the Crown Orgy Day!” Peach said as she held the Vibe Scepter aloft and fired. A pink shock wave of lust rushed over the crowd like a humid breeze. No one inside the Audience Chamber could see it, but it was large enough to encompass the entire Toadstool Castle.

At first nothing happened and the air grew still, as if everybody in the Chamber were waiting with baited breath to see what happened next. Mario didn’t know about anyone else, but for a moment, he literally couldn’t breathe. It was as though as biological systems in his body had completely shut off and his mind had become trapped, unable to comprehend what had just happened.

Then came the warmth. It started in his belly, then grew to his loins, and then from his loins to everywhere else in his body. Wherever it was already warm, grew hotter and hotter until it felt as though his penis had become white hot. His heart beat again, fast, faster, even faster. A drumbeat of lust hammering in his chest, rendering all intelligent thought moot. All that he could think of now was of how horny he was, and that he needed to solve it, now!

Queen Toadstool, meanwhile was experiencing problems of her own. She held her position after firing for a few moments, before her legs began to shake and she fell, backwards onto the throne becoming limp like a rag doll. Her breath was coming in ragged, a smile tugging on her lips as she spread her legs for everyone to see. Her wet pussy spread wide open like a book, arousal evident to everyone who could see, trails of her fluids clinging to her vulva and hanging limp like chains.

Biting her lip, the Queen trailed her free hand from her knee to the inside of her thigh, drawing a line through her sex-stained legs and groin before finally settling upon her clit, whereupon she gasped with an almighty, “Ahn!”

The Vibe Scepter clattered to the ground, and the crowd awoke from their stupor. Moans escaped members of the crowd as if becoming aware of their spell-induced arousal for the first time. They began at first by touching themselves, and then each other, turning to the nearest source of flesh with no regard to gender or species. All that mattered was the satiation of lust.

Mario felt hands grasping at his clothes, trying to pull him in for a kiss or more, but the mustached hero had eyes for only one person, and she was playing with herself on the throne. He tugged away from the flesh pit’s embrace, fighting the pull of lesser beings. As he did so, she continued to play with herself, fingers dexterously petting, pulling, and rolling her button, plunging into her moist folds and then back out again. Her other hand busied itself with her breasts, squeezing, pinching, and pulling in time with her other hand.

Mario made it to the steps and began climbing, locking eyes with her. Her mouth gasped open and her bottom lip quivered, “Mario…,” she called out breathlessly, reaching her hand out to him as the other continued to ravish her slit. Stars, she was beautiful! He continued his approach, and she bit her lip, nodding, encouraging him to come closer.

As he continued to mount the steps, in the back of his mind he could barely register the mass of flesh behind him increasing in volume. Cries of “Harder!” and “Faster!” could be heard, at the same intensity as one would use to beg for one’s life. Slapping noises could be heard as flesh met flesh, and if one would listen closely enough, they might even heard loud gagging and humming. If Mario turned around and looked up, he’d see Toads, powered up with super-capes floating in midair giving or receiving with either each other or with Paratroopas with the kind of grace and creativity that came only with the defiance of gravity.

When Mario reached the throne, Peach removed her fingers from her moist cavern and reached up to him with both hands, her eyes begging for his touch. He took the Queen’s dominant hand and began sucking on her fingers, licking it clean of her juices. Meanwhile, she felt him up through his overalls, feeling his size. Her eyes became even wider, and she pulled at his clothes, forcing their hips together.

“Take me, Mario,” Peach begged, “Take me like you should have all those years ago. I want it, I want you! Take it! Take ME!”

She didn’t have to ask twice, with a primal grunt Mario used his Firebrand powers to tear off the straps of his overalls. The air was momentarily marred by the scent of singed fabric, but it was swiftly replaced by the scent of sex again. The front of Mario’s overalls flopped down lamely, and Queen Toadstool took hold of them and Mario’s underwear and jerked them down, thus exposing Mario’s massive member.

Seeing the look of awe, wonder, and fear in the Princess’s face as his dick flopped onto her belly, Mario patted himself on the back for thinking of using the Grimoire earlier to give himself an upgrade.

“Is, is it even going to…?” Peach asked, uncertainty creeping into her voice again, but she didn’t have time to finish the question as Mario drew back and plunged into her for the first time. Peach threw her head back, eyes rolled up, and tongue lolling out as she let out a wordless cry of pleasure that drowned out the rest of the audience chamber. Stars, her pussy was amazing! Even after oozing all day, it was still tight like a vise! Mario smiled as the primal energy of lust growled within him and he pulled out completely only to plunge in again.

“Oooooo…,” Peach said as her eyes focused on faraway stars that only she could see. Mario then settled into a smooth rhythm. Peach ran her hands across Mario’s body, feeling his strong arms and running her smooth hands under his shirt, feeling the skin beneath his chest hair.

Similarly, Mario was doing the same, using one hand to grip her slender waist and the other to grasp her breast. She locked her feet behind him and he responded by going even deeper into her. He watched with some bemusement as her stomach bulged again and again from him entering and exiting.

“Why’d. I. Wait. So. Long. For. This?” Peach asked between breaths, “So..., Good!”

Mario growled lustfully in response, the Vibe Scepter having shut off any part of his mind capable of witty comebacks. But he did increase the pace in agreement with her remarks.

“Oh!” Peach shouted, “Mario, I think I’m gonna…!”

That’s when Mario got an evil idea. He stopped and pulled out, extricating himself from her.

“What are you…? WHOA!” Peach cried out as Mario pulled her up, turned her around, and lifted her up so that her thighs were resting on top of his arms. He then turned around so that they were facing the mass of sweaty, cum-coated flesh below them.

“Your people deserve to see you come, don’t you think Your Majesty?” Mario said, his mind finally clear enough to talk.

“You’re so mean, Mario!” Peach protested, but then swiftly changed her tune, “But I do want them to see. How much fun my new Kingdom will be!”

Mario responded by lowering the Queen onto his hardened member, she helped by reaching down and guiding it to her entrance. Once in, Mario began to pump it again, hips moving almost on their own into Peach’s lovely folds. She reached up over her head, locking her arms behind Mario’s neck, giving the plumber a perfect view of her bouncing tits.

“Behold!” Peach shouted, her voice cracking from pleasure, “Look upon your Queen and see how her virtue has been conquered by the Hero of the Mushroom Kingdom!”

Members of the crowd below looked up curiously to see the image of Queen Toadstool impaled upon Mario’s massive cock, thrusting in and out like a piston. The movement of the flesh, which had slowed down, began to pick up again as those still awake and participating began touching themselves or others in a lust-filled haze. One image that would stick out in Mario’s mind later was one of the Toadettes using the spent cum on her belly as lube for her to touch herself with. Her eyes were glazed over and distant, but an expression of mild euphoria was on her face. She took her hand and licked at it, tasting the mixed juices. She was then approached by another Toadette, similarly covered in semen and they began to scissor, smearing the cum of other men on, in, and around their pussies. It was a glorified sight to behold, and one that would stay in Mario’s memory for a very long time to come.

“I want you all to remember this day! The dawning of a new, liberated Mushroom Kingdom!” Peach’s voice was rising higher in pitch. Mario was reaching his limit as well, one of the upgrades he gave himself made it so he only came when he wanted, but he neglected to make it so he didn’t suffer any fatigue. His muscles were burning from holding the Queen up, even as light as she was.

“It’s coming, I’m coming!!” Princess Peach cried out, and Mario let lose his seed, pumping her so full of spunk, it gushed out of her, “Oh, Spirits! Oh, STAR SPIRITS YESS!!!” She cried out again as Mario thrust again, filling her up and distending her stomach. They stood there for a moment, Peach going limp in his arms, moaning in satisfaction. Mario rested his face in her neck, breathing in deep her scent, she giggled as his mustache tickled the delicate and sensitive parts of her body. She then gasped when Mario’s shrinking member popped out of her and his cum flowed out of her and onto him before pooling upon the floor.

Mario again patted himself on the back for his choice in upgrades. If he hadn’t made so he could willingly shoot blanks, Queen Toadstool would most definitely be pregnant right now. If that upgrade even worked… He’d know soon enough, he guessed. Not that he wouldn’t mind getting this particular woman pregnant with his kids. Hmmm, maybe a plan for later?

“Do you think you can stand?” Mario asked quietly, “My arms are getting tired.”

“I might need help,” Peach replied just as softly, “But you can let me down.”

A/N: This concludes the first chapter's worth of content. As much as I'd like to keep uploading new scenes everyday, it is quite frankly a pace that I cannot keep up with. Starting next week, I will be uploading new scenes three times a week on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday in order to prevent burnout.
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