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"Thirty-Love!" Peach called to Daisy in her singsong voice after Daisy had swung her tennis racket and barely missed the ball.
"Whatever, it's still five sets to three!" Daisy called back with a smile as she picked up another ball, tossed it in the air, and then whacked it. She hadn't called out the score before serving, but it didn't matter; this was only a casual game, after all.
The bright sun was almost directly above the two princesses as morning slipped away to midday, and there was almost no wind, which disappointed Daisy. She loved the feeling of the cool wind against her face, especially when playing tennis with a friend... and Peach was her best friend. It was quiet; usually when they played tennis, there was a crowd of Toads, Koopas, and Goombas watching, but not today. Today was just a normal day when they weren't princesses, when they were just friends.
Peach shared that sentiment exactly. Her life was usually so full of chaos, so it was a relief to the sweet Princess to just slow down for a day and enjoy a tennis match. It was also a relief to finally get out of her usual poofy, yet comfortable pink dress. Today, she was wearing a pink tube top that showed off her thin midriff and a pair of dark pink shorts that hugged her thighs. On the other side of the court, Daisy wore a yellow tube top and orange shorts. They hadn't brought their crowns, just because it's ridiculously hard to play tennis while trying to keep a crown balanced on your head, and Peach had tied her hair back in a ponytail. Daisy, on the other hand, had not.
Peach was snapped out of her thoughts as Daisy sent the ball soaring over the net. Peach reacted as the ball hit the ground, and she swung her racket and barely managed to connect it with the ball. She thought that she had gotten it too low and worried that it would hit the net, but then she saw that she had hit it perfectly. It hit the ground and bounced out of Daisy's reach, and the brunette nearly fell onto the ground as she struggled to hit it, but it was too late.
"Another point for me," Peach smiled, "Daisy, be honest. Are you going easy on me?"
"Uh, yeah! I'm just, um, going easy on you. That's it," Daisy quickly nodded, getting another ball and preparing to serve it, "So that's... ugh... Forty-Love?"
"Match point!" Peach giggled.
"Don't remind me," Daisy grumbled, serving the ball. Peach swung her racket, sending the ball flying over the net. This time, Daisy was ready, and hit it back. Peach prepared herself as the ball flew toward her, and whacked it. The ball zipped over the net, hit the ground, and kept going, out of Daisy's reach. This time, the flowery princess actually dove for it, but the ball missed her racket by mere inches. Daisy hit the ground defeated while Peach leapt into the air excitedly.
"I win!" Peach squealed, thrilled. Daisy climbed to her feet groaning, and walked over to Peach's side of the court.
"Good game, Peachy," Daisy stuck her tongue out at the blonde, "But I'm still ahead by a set."
"You're stronger than me, I'll admit," Peach put her hands on her hips, "But strength isn't everything in tennis."
"It is in every other sport," Daisy mused, "Watch out the next time we play football..."
"But I kick harder than you," Peach pouted.
"But you're not a very good goalie," Daisy retorted.
"No, I'm just a gifted tennis player," Peach grinned, and Daisy chuckled, "Do you want to play another set?"
"Ehhh... sure. Let's do it," Daisy accepted the challenge, and Peach turned to take her place at the end of her court. Daisy was about to start walking away, and then a flash of white amid Peach's pink clothing caught her eye. Daisy looked back at her friend, and then sighed wistfully as her eyes focused on the white waistband of Peach's underwear. Peach turned around to look at Daisy, raising her eyebrow in curiosity in the process.
"What? What is it?"
"I've never understood why you're so fond of wearing such big panties," Daisy smirked. Peach groaned, reaching behind her to push her underwear back in her shorts.
"Are they sticking out again?"
"Are those the really big gran-"
"Yes, Daisy, they're the panty briefs," Peach giggled nervously.
"Aren't those the kind that ride up all the time?" Daisy teased, "I didn't know you liked playing tennis with an uncomfortable wedgie..."
"They're the proper kind for a princess!" Peach justified with a laugh, crossing her arms and still holding her racket, "Besides, they're soft... and look who's talking about playing with an uncomfortable wedgie! I'll bet you're wearing something juvenile... like a thong!"
"A thong?" Daisy made a face, "Even I'm not fond of those."
Peach didn't reply; instead, she only smiled knowingly. Daisy finally sighed, and reached down with her hand and grabbed the side of her shorts. She pulled her shorts open and glanced down at her underwear.
"Not a thong," Daisy exclaimed, releasing her shorts and letting them snap back against her leg, "They're bikini cuts!"
"Orange ones, I bet," Peach snickered.
"Good guess. Close: they're yellow," Daisy grinned.
"Okay, so now that we know what kind of underwear we're wearing," Peach sighed, "Do you want to get back to playing tennis?"
"If you're in a hurry to lose, sure," Daisy replied as she started walking back to her side of the court. Peach picked up a tennis ball, waited until Daisy was ready, and then served it.
"Whatever, it's still five sets to three!" Daisy called back with a smile as she picked up another ball, tossed it in the air, and then whacked it. She hadn't called out the score before serving, but it didn't matter; this was only a casual game, after all.
The bright sun was almost directly above the two princesses as morning slipped away to midday, and there was almost no wind, which disappointed Daisy. She loved the feeling of the cool wind against her face, especially when playing tennis with a friend... and Peach was her best friend. It was quiet; usually when they played tennis, there was a crowd of Toads, Koopas, and Goombas watching, but not today. Today was just a normal day when they weren't princesses, when they were just friends.
Peach shared that sentiment exactly. Her life was usually so full of chaos, so it was a relief to the sweet Princess to just slow down for a day and enjoy a tennis match. It was also a relief to finally get out of her usual poofy, yet comfortable pink dress. Today, she was wearing a pink tube top that showed off her thin midriff and a pair of dark pink shorts that hugged her thighs. On the other side of the court, Daisy wore a yellow tube top and orange shorts. They hadn't brought their crowns, just because it's ridiculously hard to play tennis while trying to keep a crown balanced on your head, and Peach had tied her hair back in a ponytail. Daisy, on the other hand, had not.
Peach was snapped out of her thoughts as Daisy sent the ball soaring over the net. Peach reacted as the ball hit the ground, and she swung her racket and barely managed to connect it with the ball. She thought that she had gotten it too low and worried that it would hit the net, but then she saw that she had hit it perfectly. It hit the ground and bounced out of Daisy's reach, and the brunette nearly fell onto the ground as she struggled to hit it, but it was too late.
"Another point for me," Peach smiled, "Daisy, be honest. Are you going easy on me?"
"Uh, yeah! I'm just, um, going easy on you. That's it," Daisy quickly nodded, getting another ball and preparing to serve it, "So that's... ugh... Forty-Love?"
"Match point!" Peach giggled.
"Don't remind me," Daisy grumbled, serving the ball. Peach swung her racket, sending the ball flying over the net. This time, Daisy was ready, and hit it back. Peach prepared herself as the ball flew toward her, and whacked it. The ball zipped over the net, hit the ground, and kept going, out of Daisy's reach. This time, the flowery princess actually dove for it, but the ball missed her racket by mere inches. Daisy hit the ground defeated while Peach leapt into the air excitedly.
"I win!" Peach squealed, thrilled. Daisy climbed to her feet groaning, and walked over to Peach's side of the court.
"Good game, Peachy," Daisy stuck her tongue out at the blonde, "But I'm still ahead by a set."
"You're stronger than me, I'll admit," Peach put her hands on her hips, "But strength isn't everything in tennis."
"It is in every other sport," Daisy mused, "Watch out the next time we play football..."
"But I kick harder than you," Peach pouted.
"But you're not a very good goalie," Daisy retorted.
"No, I'm just a gifted tennis player," Peach grinned, and Daisy chuckled, "Do you want to play another set?"
"Ehhh... sure. Let's do it," Daisy accepted the challenge, and Peach turned to take her place at the end of her court. Daisy was about to start walking away, and then a flash of white amid Peach's pink clothing caught her eye. Daisy looked back at her friend, and then sighed wistfully as her eyes focused on the white waistband of Peach's underwear. Peach turned around to look at Daisy, raising her eyebrow in curiosity in the process.
"What? What is it?"
"I've never understood why you're so fond of wearing such big panties," Daisy smirked. Peach groaned, reaching behind her to push her underwear back in her shorts.
"Are they sticking out again?"
"Are those the really big gran-"
"Yes, Daisy, they're the panty briefs," Peach giggled nervously.
"Aren't those the kind that ride up all the time?" Daisy teased, "I didn't know you liked playing tennis with an uncomfortable wedgie..."
"They're the proper kind for a princess!" Peach justified with a laugh, crossing her arms and still holding her racket, "Besides, they're soft... and look who's talking about playing with an uncomfortable wedgie! I'll bet you're wearing something juvenile... like a thong!"
"A thong?" Daisy made a face, "Even I'm not fond of those."
Peach didn't reply; instead, she only smiled knowingly. Daisy finally sighed, and reached down with her hand and grabbed the side of her shorts. She pulled her shorts open and glanced down at her underwear.
"Not a thong," Daisy exclaimed, releasing her shorts and letting them snap back against her leg, "They're bikini cuts!"
"Orange ones, I bet," Peach snickered.
"Good guess. Close: they're yellow," Daisy grinned.
"Okay, so now that we know what kind of underwear we're wearing," Peach sighed, "Do you want to get back to playing tennis?"
"If you're in a hurry to lose, sure," Daisy replied as she started walking back to her side of the court. Peach picked up a tennis ball, waited until Daisy was ready, and then served it.
~~~~~~
Seven minutes later, the score stood at thirty to forty, Peach's favor. Daisy had given her a good match this time, but it was match point. One more successful play by Peach would win her the game.
And when Daisy smacked a ball toward Peach, that play happened.
Peach gracefully pranced to the other side of the court, pulling her arm back as she did so. Her crystal-blue eyes never left the ball, and she inhaled deeply before striking. Her arm whipped out in a wide arc, and the strings of the tennis racket vibrated even after hitting the ball, resonating even as Peach watched as the ball rocketed over the net, hit the ground, and then bounced out of the box before Daisy even saw where it was.
There was a moment of silence as both princesses processed just had just happened, and then Daisy sighed and Peach squealed excitedly. She had won.
"Now we're tied!" Peach cried jubilantly as she walked over to meet Daisy beside the net on the edge of the court, "Whew... you played a good game that time, Daisy..."
"C'mon, admit it," Daisy crossed her arms and slyly grinned.
"Admit what?" Peach asked, confuzzled.
"The whole reason you won is because your game was enhanced by your uncomfortable wedgie," Daisy smirked as Peach groaned, "I'm just saying-!"
"You're not on about that again, are you?"
"When you swapped that flimsy skirt out for shorts, I thought it was so people wouldn't see your underwear!" Daisy snickered, reaching behind Peach and grabbing the back of her panties, which were sticking out yet again. Peach let out a cry of surprise as her underwear was yanked, and then Daisy let her go. Peach giggled, blushing a little as she reached behind her and pulled her undies out from where Daisy had gotten them stuck.
"That wasn't nice," Peach tried to sound stern, but she couldn't stop giggling from her wedgie.
"Hey, I was helping you! You wanted them to be seen, right?" Daisy said, exasperated, as Peach finished picking her wedgie.
"Well, they are cute..." Peach murmured thoughtfully, and then she turned toward Daisy, "But the wedgie was a bit uncalled for, don't you think?"
"Ugh, fine. Here, if it makes you feel better," Daisy turned around, "You can go ahead and get me back."
"Uh... get you back?" Peach repeated, uncertainly stepping forward and looking at the top of Daisy's shorts, "Just... just grab your underpants and pull?"
"Yeah...? You've never given a wedgie before?"
"Um, no? It's an innocent prank, sure, but that's not how princesses are supposed to behave!" Peach replied.
"Look, I've given a few. It's easy!" Daisy sighed, "Alright, here. I'll teach you. Just reach down the back of my shorts, grab the waistband of my panties, and pull up."
"But I don't want to hurt you..."
"Y'know, I don't think that's something we have to worry about," Daisy rolled her eyes sarcastically.
Peach gently took the back of Daisy's shorts with two fingers, and pulled back, exposing the brunette's yellow bikini-cut panties to the hesitant blonde. The waistband hugged Daisy's waist, and Peach could see the word "TUGS" written in black lettering. Peach's pink fingernails slid beneath the cotton, and then the Mushroom Princess jerked Daisy's panties up with two fingers.
"Would you hurry up and do it?" Daisy huffed impatiently.
"I-I did."
"Really? That's all you got?" Daisy looked around her shoulder at her, "That was weak."
"I've never done this before!" Peach exclaimed defensively.
"You're not pulling hard enough," Daisy stood up, slipping her hand behind her to pull out her slight wedgie. She grabbed Peach's shoulder, spun her around, and then dug her hands into the blonde's shorts again. Peach let out a squeak as Daisy's cold hands made contact with her bare butt, and then Daisy pulled her panties up, this time with more strength than before. Peach lost her balance and stumbled forward as her panties found their way into her sensitive areas. In one fluid motion, Daisy had tugged the waistband of her underwear up just below her shoulders, "This is how you give a wedgie."
"Isn't this how one would rip their underwear?" Peach inquired.
"Well, sometimes," Daisy answered, letting go and allowing Peach to stagger forward to regain her balance, "But not always. Here, now you try again."
Daisy turned around again, this time reaching behind herself and pulling the back of her panties out slightly to help Peach. The enthusiastic girl stepped forward, this time grabbing her friend's panties with both hands, and then she pulled the yellow underwear a little less than halfway up Daisy's back.
"Ooh... better," Daisy admitted as Peach released her. She turned around, still picking her wedgie, and faced Peach, "Not as good as me, but... I guess you're getting there."
"You really think so?!" Peach asked excitedly.
"Absolutely," Daisy grinned, "So, we've both won five sets. Want to just end our tennis game here?"
"In a tie?" Peach pretended to think for a moment, and then she stepped forward and hugged Daisy, "Of course!"
And when Daisy smacked a ball toward Peach, that play happened.
Peach gracefully pranced to the other side of the court, pulling her arm back as she did so. Her crystal-blue eyes never left the ball, and she inhaled deeply before striking. Her arm whipped out in a wide arc, and the strings of the tennis racket vibrated even after hitting the ball, resonating even as Peach watched as the ball rocketed over the net, hit the ground, and then bounced out of the box before Daisy even saw where it was.
There was a moment of silence as both princesses processed just had just happened, and then Daisy sighed and Peach squealed excitedly. She had won.
"Now we're tied!" Peach cried jubilantly as she walked over to meet Daisy beside the net on the edge of the court, "Whew... you played a good game that time, Daisy..."
"C'mon, admit it," Daisy crossed her arms and slyly grinned.
"Admit what?" Peach asked, confuzzled.
"The whole reason you won is because your game was enhanced by your uncomfortable wedgie," Daisy smirked as Peach groaned, "I'm just saying-!"
"You're not on about that again, are you?"
"When you swapped that flimsy skirt out for shorts, I thought it was so people wouldn't see your underwear!" Daisy snickered, reaching behind Peach and grabbing the back of her panties, which were sticking out yet again. Peach let out a cry of surprise as her underwear was yanked, and then Daisy let her go. Peach giggled, blushing a little as she reached behind her and pulled her undies out from where Daisy had gotten them stuck.
"That wasn't nice," Peach tried to sound stern, but she couldn't stop giggling from her wedgie.
"Hey, I was helping you! You wanted them to be seen, right?" Daisy said, exasperated, as Peach finished picking her wedgie.
"Well, they are cute..." Peach murmured thoughtfully, and then she turned toward Daisy, "But the wedgie was a bit uncalled for, don't you think?"
"Ugh, fine. Here, if it makes you feel better," Daisy turned around, "You can go ahead and get me back."
"Uh... get you back?" Peach repeated, uncertainly stepping forward and looking at the top of Daisy's shorts, "Just... just grab your underpants and pull?"
"Yeah...? You've never given a wedgie before?"
"Um, no? It's an innocent prank, sure, but that's not how princesses are supposed to behave!" Peach replied.
"Look, I've given a few. It's easy!" Daisy sighed, "Alright, here. I'll teach you. Just reach down the back of my shorts, grab the waistband of my panties, and pull up."
"But I don't want to hurt you..."
"Y'know, I don't think that's something we have to worry about," Daisy rolled her eyes sarcastically.
Peach gently took the back of Daisy's shorts with two fingers, and pulled back, exposing the brunette's yellow bikini-cut panties to the hesitant blonde. The waistband hugged Daisy's waist, and Peach could see the word "TUGS" written in black lettering. Peach's pink fingernails slid beneath the cotton, and then the Mushroom Princess jerked Daisy's panties up with two fingers.
"Would you hurry up and do it?" Daisy huffed impatiently.
"I-I did."
"Really? That's all you got?" Daisy looked around her shoulder at her, "That was weak."
"I've never done this before!" Peach exclaimed defensively.
"You're not pulling hard enough," Daisy stood up, slipping her hand behind her to pull out her slight wedgie. She grabbed Peach's shoulder, spun her around, and then dug her hands into the blonde's shorts again. Peach let out a squeak as Daisy's cold hands made contact with her bare butt, and then Daisy pulled her panties up, this time with more strength than before. Peach lost her balance and stumbled forward as her panties found their way into her sensitive areas. In one fluid motion, Daisy had tugged the waistband of her underwear up just below her shoulders, "This is how you give a wedgie."
"Isn't this how one would rip their underwear?" Peach inquired.
"Well, sometimes," Daisy answered, letting go and allowing Peach to stagger forward to regain her balance, "But not always. Here, now you try again."
Daisy turned around again, this time reaching behind herself and pulling the back of her panties out slightly to help Peach. The enthusiastic girl stepped forward, this time grabbing her friend's panties with both hands, and then she pulled the yellow underwear a little less than halfway up Daisy's back.
"Ooh... better," Daisy admitted as Peach released her. She turned around, still picking her wedgie, and faced Peach, "Not as good as me, but... I guess you're getting there."
"You really think so?!" Peach asked excitedly.
"Absolutely," Daisy grinned, "So, we've both won five sets. Want to just end our tennis game here?"
"In a tie?" Peach pretended to think for a moment, and then she stepped forward and hugged Daisy, "Of course!"
~~~~~~
"Can you hand me the white frosting?" Peach pointed at where an icing bag sat on the counter next to Daisy. Daisy glanced up from the cookbook she had been looking at, and then picked up the white bag.
"Sure. Here, catch," Daisy tossed it toward her. Peach reached out to catch it, but it bounced off her palm and hit the floor.
"You're impossible sometimes, you know that...?" Peach bent over to pick it up.
The two princesses were now in the kitchen of Peach's Castle, and Daisy was looking at cookbooks and watching Peach bake a white-blue cake. The cake was to celebrate the arrival of Princess Rosalina, who was coming by the castle later that day. Daisy had suggested that Peach order a chef to prepare it instead, but Peach had refused and chose to make it herself. Now, she was covering the vanilla cake in blue frosting. Carefully, Peach formed little white stars with the white bag Daisy had unceremoniously thrown her.
"I gotta admit, Peach, I didn't think you'd be able to give a wedgie like that," Daisy said, breaking the silence in the kitchen as she put the cookbook down.
"It wasn't that good," Peach shrugged, "You almost lifted my feet off the ground..."
"Well, that's a type of wedgie," Daisy informed her, "Lifting some unfortunate person by their panties and then hanging them on, like, a hook or something? That's a hanging wedgie."
"Sounds like something you'd enjoy," Peach teased, "I think you put too much thought into your wedgies. The time you hooked my panties to my bra?"
"Classic bra-connection wedgie," Daisy smirked, "And you were asking for that one!"
"Are there any other types I should know about?" Peach asked as she sprinkled some sprinkles over the cake.
"I was trying to give you an atomic wedgie back on the tennis court," Daisy said thoughtfully, "It's when you pull someone's underwear over their head."
"I would probably make it the new fashion trend if that happened to me," Peach giggled as she chose a small butter knife from a drawer to cut the cake in equal-sized slices.
"Let's find out!" Daisy exclaimed as she suddenly lunged forward. Before Peach could react, Daisy had slid her hands back down Peach's shorts again, curled her fingers around the waistband of her panties, and then tugged up with great force. Peach let out a cry of surprise as her underpants suddenly found its way up between her plump buttcheeks and out of her shorts, revealing her white panty-briefs to Daisy for the second, no, third time that day. The legholes of her underwear stretched out of her shorts as Daisy pulled her underwear higher, and the Mushroom Princess lost her balance and grabbed onto the counter for support as her friend yanked her panties with such force that she was pulled onto her tiptoes.
"Daisy!" Peach complained, "I was cutting the cake! You made me mess up."
"Your panties aren't as stretchy as I thought they'd be," Daisy noted, sighing in disappointment, "Oh well."
"If it didn't work on the tennis court, why would it work now?"
"You know the phrase: try, try again," Daisy grinned, letting Peach go. Peach turned around without even bothering to pull her undies out of her butt, and thrust her finger into Daisy's chest.
"Now I want another try," Peach demanded, poking Daisy with each word. Daisy stumbled back, putting her hands up in surrender.
"Alright, alright!" Daisy said, turning around and completely missing the sneaky grin Peach had. Peach took the back of Daisy's underwear in her hands again, but this time she jerked Daisy back. The brunette yelped as she was tugged backwards by her panties, and tried looking over her shoulder at Peach, "Wait, what are you...?"
"Is this a type of wedgie?" Peach asked as she took one of the slices of the cake and shoved it down into Daisy's underwear.
"H-hey! Was that cake?" Daisy said, completely surprised as Peach pulled her underwear up, mashing it into her privates, "Not cool... and yeah, this is a messy wedgie."
"It didn't hurt, did it?" Peach wondered, concerned, as she let Daisy go. The Flower Princess turned around, walking uncomfortably as frosting slid across her butt and underwear.
"Well, not really," Daisy said before she suddenly jumped forward and grabbed Peach's panties, which were still sticking out, "Actually, it felt a bit like this!"
"Daisy, no! Don't you dare!" Peach giggled, trying to sound forceful but failing. Daisy pulled back on her panty briefs, grabbed a slice of the cake, and then pushed it into Peach's underwear before pulling up again, giving the blonde another wedgie, "Ohhh!"
"You started it!" Daisy said, wiggling the waistband of Peach's panties from side-to-side to get the cake 'in there'.
"No, you gave me the first wedgie!"
"Because your panties were sticking out, and you used the cake first!"
"Oh goodness, do you think Rosalina is going to be upset? We just ruined her cake!" Peach gasped, and Daisy loosened her grip on her underwear.
"Well, she should've gotten here before we put her cake in each other's panties," Daisy blinked, "Wow, that'ssomething I never thought I'd get to say."
Peach giggled, and then a Toadette ran into the kitchen.
"Your Highness!" she chirped, somehow not looking surprised by what she had found, "Princess Rosalina has entered the castle!"
Peach and Daisy looked at each other nervously as the Toadette scurried off, and a moment later, the tall, elegant Princess entered the kitchen. She wore her usual light-blue gown and silver crown, as well as had her white-blonde hair over one eye as always. She wasn't holding her wand though. Behind her, a girl with blue hair surveyed the room with her emotionless red eyes.
"Princess Rosalina," Peach greeted.
"Sup, Rose?" Daisy nodded at her followers, "Who's that?"
"Atlanta. She's my bodyguard," Rosalina answered with a smile.
"Don't you usually have Lumas for that?"
"Lumas are wonderful little things, but I must admit, they can be somewhat useless in times of chaos," Rosalina laughed, looking at Daisy, and then Peach, "Uh... what are you two doing-?"
"I made you a cake!" Peach gushed, taking the cake from the counter and holding it in front of Rosalina with a wide smile.
"There are two slices missing," Rosalina noticed.
"Daisy decided to be mean," Peach pouted.
"Hey, you did it too!" Daisy said, still trying to deal with the slice of cake still in her panties.
"Would you like a piece of cake, Miss Atlanta?" Peach inquired as she got a slice for Rosalina and placed it on a tiny plate. Atlanta shook her head.
"I do not have a desire for cake at this time," she said stiffly, "My gratitude for inquiring. Now I must guard the front door for Mistress Rosalina. Please excuse me."
With that, Atlanta turned and stiffly marched out of the kitchen.
"She talks weirdly," Daisy tilted her head to the side in confusion.
"Atlanta is different somehow, in a way I can't understand, but she's been taking speech lessons from somebody lately. She's getting really good!" Rosalina said, taking a bite of the cake, "Mmm... Peach, your cakes are always great."
"Do you like it?" Peach asked in anticipation.
"It's probably real tasty, Peach," Daisy rolled her eyes.
" 'Probably'?" Rosalina repeated, raising an eyebrow, "Didn't you have a slice?"
"Not yet."
"But... but there are two pieces missing."
"That, uh..." Peach trailed off.
"Do you know what a wedgie is, Rose?" Daisy put her hands on her hips.
"Well, yeah," Rosalina set her plate down, "I once asked a particularly mischievous Luma in the Comet Observatory. He and a few of his friends taught me by... um, demonstration. Needless to say, I lost a perfectly good pair of panties that day."
"That's what we've been doing to each other," Daisy said.
"Daisy, it isn't proper princess etiquette to give wedgies to other princesses," Rosalina sighed, pinching her nose between her eyes.
"See, that's what I said!" Peach exclaimed.
"Oh Rosalina," Daisy said, struggling to hide her smile as she stepped over behind Rosalina, "It's fun! Here, I'll show you."
"Oh no you don't, Daisy!" Rosalina stood up and backed away from the giggling brunette, turning her back to Peach in the process. Suddenly, she felt someone behind her lift her dress up, revealing that she wore underwear similar to Peach's, but hers were blue and decorated with small silver stars instead.
"Wow, those suit you really well," Peach snickered from behind Rosalina as she hiked the older princess's dress up. Rosalina tried to push her away, but Peach grabbed the back of her underwear and yanked up, "Wedgieeeeee!"
"So Rose, settle something for us," Daisy requested, "Can you tell me if Peach's wedgie is really strong or not?"
"Not really," Rosalina admitted, even as the blonde continued to pull her panties, "Why?"
"Peach, you're too gentle!" Daisy cried, frustrated.
"I don't want to hurt anyone," Peach said, a little confused as she let Rosalina go, "This is just for fun, right?"
"Well, it's fun for me," Rosalina said, quickly standing up and twirling Peach around before grabbing the younger princess's underwear, which was still sticking out of her shorts, "Oh, hey, that's what you did with the cake."
"Pay attention, Peach," Daisy instructed, "Rosalina is going to show you how to give a wedgie."
With that, Rosalina pulled up, forcing Peach's panties up into her butt for what felt like the hundredth time that day. Peach's eyes widened as her feet left the ground by about an inch as she was lifted by her underwear, but this was only for a second. Her panties let out a few snaps as Rosalina's strength wore thin, and then she dropped Peach back to the floor while maintaining a solid grip on her panties.
"Ooh... that is strong..." Peach admitted as Rosalina let her underwear go, and they came back to the Mushroom Princess with a snap.
"Are you trying to teach Peach how to give a wedgie?" Rosalina asked Daisy.
"She already knows how, she just doesn't do it strong enough," Daisy answered as Peach pulled out her wedgie.
"Here, Peach, Rosalina said, grabbing Daisy's wrists and pulling her toward her so the waistband of her underwear was sticking out towards Peach.
"Wait, what are you doing?" Daisy inquired, but Rosalina held her in place as she motioned Peach over.
"Here, just grab the back of her underwear," Rosalina ordered. Peach stepped forward and did so, curling her fingers around the waistband of Daisy's yellow panties, "Then you just pull up. Try to get her underwear up as high as you can."
Peach took a deep breath and then pulled up, giving Daisy another wedgie. The feeling of her underwear pushing into her privates hit the brunette full-force, but Peach didn't let up until Daisy's panties had let out a few snapping sounds, warning that ripping was imminent. Peach let go, and eagerly waited Daisy's verdict.
"Well... that was stronger than last time..." Daisy began.
"Oh, quiet. Peach, that was an excellent wedgie," Rosalina praised the blonde, who threw her arms around Rosalina in a hug.
"Thanks for the help, Rosalina," Peach smiled gratefully.
"Hey Peach," Daisy said as she pulled her underwear out of her butt, "When are we going to have cake?"
"Oh, um, just let me get two more plates," Peach said, rushing around the kitchen to get everything.
"That was a pretty good wedgie," Rosalina murmured to Daisy.
"I know," Daisy whispered back, "But don't expect me to ever tell her! She's still not as good as I am."
Rosalina only chuckled as Peach put two more slices of cake on plates and then handed them out to the other princesses.
"Sure. Here, catch," Daisy tossed it toward her. Peach reached out to catch it, but it bounced off her palm and hit the floor.
"You're impossible sometimes, you know that...?" Peach bent over to pick it up.
The two princesses were now in the kitchen of Peach's Castle, and Daisy was looking at cookbooks and watching Peach bake a white-blue cake. The cake was to celebrate the arrival of Princess Rosalina, who was coming by the castle later that day. Daisy had suggested that Peach order a chef to prepare it instead, but Peach had refused and chose to make it herself. Now, she was covering the vanilla cake in blue frosting. Carefully, Peach formed little white stars with the white bag Daisy had unceremoniously thrown her.
"I gotta admit, Peach, I didn't think you'd be able to give a wedgie like that," Daisy said, breaking the silence in the kitchen as she put the cookbook down.
"It wasn't that good," Peach shrugged, "You almost lifted my feet off the ground..."
"Well, that's a type of wedgie," Daisy informed her, "Lifting some unfortunate person by their panties and then hanging them on, like, a hook or something? That's a hanging wedgie."
"Sounds like something you'd enjoy," Peach teased, "I think you put too much thought into your wedgies. The time you hooked my panties to my bra?"
"Classic bra-connection wedgie," Daisy smirked, "And you were asking for that one!"
"Are there any other types I should know about?" Peach asked as she sprinkled some sprinkles over the cake.
"I was trying to give you an atomic wedgie back on the tennis court," Daisy said thoughtfully, "It's when you pull someone's underwear over their head."
"I would probably make it the new fashion trend if that happened to me," Peach giggled as she chose a small butter knife from a drawer to cut the cake in equal-sized slices.
"Let's find out!" Daisy exclaimed as she suddenly lunged forward. Before Peach could react, Daisy had slid her hands back down Peach's shorts again, curled her fingers around the waistband of her panties, and then tugged up with great force. Peach let out a cry of surprise as her underpants suddenly found its way up between her plump buttcheeks and out of her shorts, revealing her white panty-briefs to Daisy for the second, no, third time that day. The legholes of her underwear stretched out of her shorts as Daisy pulled her underwear higher, and the Mushroom Princess lost her balance and grabbed onto the counter for support as her friend yanked her panties with such force that she was pulled onto her tiptoes.
"Daisy!" Peach complained, "I was cutting the cake! You made me mess up."
"Your panties aren't as stretchy as I thought they'd be," Daisy noted, sighing in disappointment, "Oh well."
"If it didn't work on the tennis court, why would it work now?"
"You know the phrase: try, try again," Daisy grinned, letting Peach go. Peach turned around without even bothering to pull her undies out of her butt, and thrust her finger into Daisy's chest.
"Now I want another try," Peach demanded, poking Daisy with each word. Daisy stumbled back, putting her hands up in surrender.
"Alright, alright!" Daisy said, turning around and completely missing the sneaky grin Peach had. Peach took the back of Daisy's underwear in her hands again, but this time she jerked Daisy back. The brunette yelped as she was tugged backwards by her panties, and tried looking over her shoulder at Peach, "Wait, what are you...?"
"Is this a type of wedgie?" Peach asked as she took one of the slices of the cake and shoved it down into Daisy's underwear.
"H-hey! Was that cake?" Daisy said, completely surprised as Peach pulled her underwear up, mashing it into her privates, "Not cool... and yeah, this is a messy wedgie."
"It didn't hurt, did it?" Peach wondered, concerned, as she let Daisy go. The Flower Princess turned around, walking uncomfortably as frosting slid across her butt and underwear.
"Well, not really," Daisy said before she suddenly jumped forward and grabbed Peach's panties, which were still sticking out, "Actually, it felt a bit like this!"
"Daisy, no! Don't you dare!" Peach giggled, trying to sound forceful but failing. Daisy pulled back on her panty briefs, grabbed a slice of the cake, and then pushed it into Peach's underwear before pulling up again, giving the blonde another wedgie, "Ohhh!"
"You started it!" Daisy said, wiggling the waistband of Peach's panties from side-to-side to get the cake 'in there'.
"No, you gave me the first wedgie!"
"Because your panties were sticking out, and you used the cake first!"
"Oh goodness, do you think Rosalina is going to be upset? We just ruined her cake!" Peach gasped, and Daisy loosened her grip on her underwear.
"Well, she should've gotten here before we put her cake in each other's panties," Daisy blinked, "Wow, that'ssomething I never thought I'd get to say."
Peach giggled, and then a Toadette ran into the kitchen.
"Your Highness!" she chirped, somehow not looking surprised by what she had found, "Princess Rosalina has entered the castle!"
Peach and Daisy looked at each other nervously as the Toadette scurried off, and a moment later, the tall, elegant Princess entered the kitchen. She wore her usual light-blue gown and silver crown, as well as had her white-blonde hair over one eye as always. She wasn't holding her wand though. Behind her, a girl with blue hair surveyed the room with her emotionless red eyes.
"Princess Rosalina," Peach greeted.
"Sup, Rose?" Daisy nodded at her followers, "Who's that?"
"Atlanta. She's my bodyguard," Rosalina answered with a smile.
"Don't you usually have Lumas for that?"
"Lumas are wonderful little things, but I must admit, they can be somewhat useless in times of chaos," Rosalina laughed, looking at Daisy, and then Peach, "Uh... what are you two doing-?"
"I made you a cake!" Peach gushed, taking the cake from the counter and holding it in front of Rosalina with a wide smile.
"There are two slices missing," Rosalina noticed.
"Daisy decided to be mean," Peach pouted.
"Hey, you did it too!" Daisy said, still trying to deal with the slice of cake still in her panties.
"Would you like a piece of cake, Miss Atlanta?" Peach inquired as she got a slice for Rosalina and placed it on a tiny plate. Atlanta shook her head.
"I do not have a desire for cake at this time," she said stiffly, "My gratitude for inquiring. Now I must guard the front door for Mistress Rosalina. Please excuse me."
With that, Atlanta turned and stiffly marched out of the kitchen.
"She talks weirdly," Daisy tilted her head to the side in confusion.
"Atlanta is different somehow, in a way I can't understand, but she's been taking speech lessons from somebody lately. She's getting really good!" Rosalina said, taking a bite of the cake, "Mmm... Peach, your cakes are always great."
"Do you like it?" Peach asked in anticipation.
"It's probably real tasty, Peach," Daisy rolled her eyes.
" 'Probably'?" Rosalina repeated, raising an eyebrow, "Didn't you have a slice?"
"Not yet."
"But... but there are two pieces missing."
"That, uh..." Peach trailed off.
"Do you know what a wedgie is, Rose?" Daisy put her hands on her hips.
"Well, yeah," Rosalina set her plate down, "I once asked a particularly mischievous Luma in the Comet Observatory. He and a few of his friends taught me by... um, demonstration. Needless to say, I lost a perfectly good pair of panties that day."
"That's what we've been doing to each other," Daisy said.
"Daisy, it isn't proper princess etiquette to give wedgies to other princesses," Rosalina sighed, pinching her nose between her eyes.
"See, that's what I said!" Peach exclaimed.
"Oh Rosalina," Daisy said, struggling to hide her smile as she stepped over behind Rosalina, "It's fun! Here, I'll show you."
"Oh no you don't, Daisy!" Rosalina stood up and backed away from the giggling brunette, turning her back to Peach in the process. Suddenly, she felt someone behind her lift her dress up, revealing that she wore underwear similar to Peach's, but hers were blue and decorated with small silver stars instead.
"Wow, those suit you really well," Peach snickered from behind Rosalina as she hiked the older princess's dress up. Rosalina tried to push her away, but Peach grabbed the back of her underwear and yanked up, "Wedgieeeeee!"
"So Rose, settle something for us," Daisy requested, "Can you tell me if Peach's wedgie is really strong or not?"
"Not really," Rosalina admitted, even as the blonde continued to pull her panties, "Why?"
"Peach, you're too gentle!" Daisy cried, frustrated.
"I don't want to hurt anyone," Peach said, a little confused as she let Rosalina go, "This is just for fun, right?"
"Well, it's fun for me," Rosalina said, quickly standing up and twirling Peach around before grabbing the younger princess's underwear, which was still sticking out of her shorts, "Oh, hey, that's what you did with the cake."
"Pay attention, Peach," Daisy instructed, "Rosalina is going to show you how to give a wedgie."
With that, Rosalina pulled up, forcing Peach's panties up into her butt for what felt like the hundredth time that day. Peach's eyes widened as her feet left the ground by about an inch as she was lifted by her underwear, but this was only for a second. Her panties let out a few snaps as Rosalina's strength wore thin, and then she dropped Peach back to the floor while maintaining a solid grip on her panties.
"Ooh... that is strong..." Peach admitted as Rosalina let her underwear go, and they came back to the Mushroom Princess with a snap.
"Are you trying to teach Peach how to give a wedgie?" Rosalina asked Daisy.
"She already knows how, she just doesn't do it strong enough," Daisy answered as Peach pulled out her wedgie.
"Here, Peach, Rosalina said, grabbing Daisy's wrists and pulling her toward her so the waistband of her underwear was sticking out towards Peach.
"Wait, what are you doing?" Daisy inquired, but Rosalina held her in place as she motioned Peach over.
"Here, just grab the back of her underwear," Rosalina ordered. Peach stepped forward and did so, curling her fingers around the waistband of Daisy's yellow panties, "Then you just pull up. Try to get her underwear up as high as you can."
Peach took a deep breath and then pulled up, giving Daisy another wedgie. The feeling of her underwear pushing into her privates hit the brunette full-force, but Peach didn't let up until Daisy's panties had let out a few snapping sounds, warning that ripping was imminent. Peach let go, and eagerly waited Daisy's verdict.
"Well... that was stronger than last time..." Daisy began.
"Oh, quiet. Peach, that was an excellent wedgie," Rosalina praised the blonde, who threw her arms around Rosalina in a hug.
"Thanks for the help, Rosalina," Peach smiled gratefully.
"Hey Peach," Daisy said as she pulled her underwear out of her butt, "When are we going to have cake?"
"Oh, um, just let me get two more plates," Peach said, rushing around the kitchen to get everything.
"That was a pretty good wedgie," Rosalina murmured to Daisy.
"I know," Daisy whispered back, "But don't expect me to ever tell her! She's still not as good as I am."
Rosalina only chuckled as Peach put two more slices of cake on plates and then handed them out to the other princesses.
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