A strapon

As Peach waits for you to choose whatever catches your eye, you have set your eyes on a dark purple strapon.

As you stare at it, you start to wonder how she even carried it.

Taking notice of your curious gaze, Princess Peach giggles and says, "You know, it's funny. This little strap-on of mine has seen more action than you might imagine."

You grin, intrigued. "Really? What kind of action?"

She raises an eyebrow slyly. "Well, let's just say that it's not always just lipstick and handkerchiefs with Daisy."

You chuckle at her coy expression. "I'll bet. So, how many times did she bottom?"

The princess smiles as her mind wanders back in time. "Oh, about 10 times."

You're impressed by her bravery and resourcefulness. "Wow, That's quite alot."

Peach giggles again. "Yes, well, I've learned about the 'pegging' thing from her to begin with."

You nod with understanding. "I'll take your word for it."

The princess looks at you playfully, before leaning in.

"You know... I never pegged a man before... Would you like to volunteer to be the first to change that~?"

You've never felt so conflicted before. On one hand, you never got pegged before. Which could make or break the whole situation. and on the other, you had no desire to leave Peach unpleased.