Request: Berry Rosalina Request - “We did it!” Peach crowed, high fiving Rosalina. The two princesses had created a power-up all for the sole purpose of solving the food drought in the Mushroom Kingdom. It had gone on for a month already, and both of them were seeing river beds getting close to dry-out in both their respective kingdoms. But this, the Berrygirl Power-up would solve everything. By turning one beautiful woman into a perfect, bloated blueberry breeder they could save their kingdoms. And they’d get to do it naked. Peach brought out her phone. Rosalina was probably busy with something but it could never hurt to try. “Hey Rosie? We have a way to save our kingdoms. If you have time, could you hurry over here? We’ll explain when you’re here.” Rosalina couldn’t believe it. They were about to save the kingdoms from drought, and she’d do anything to help her friends. So she rushed over as soon as possible, heading to the lab. What she didn’t expect to see was both Peach and Daisy completely nude. “O-oh! G-girls, I’m flattered, but if this is a proposition-!” “It’s necessary.” Peach assured her, holding up the Power-up. “This is what’s gonna save us all.” Rosalina had never seen anything like it, approaching. “What is it?” “This is the Berrygirl Power-up. When any woman eats this power-up, they become a living blueberry girl.” Peach started. “They turn blue, and swell with juice until their bodies become completely rounded, their limbs absorbed inside them, their breasts swollen with milk and juice, and they’ll leak like a fountain.” Rosalina thought they were pulling her leg. “Sure, girls, sure. And what, they’d become a living juice keg?” “Breeding keg.” Peach corrected. Rosalina choked, “Explain, right now?” She demanded. “Whoever becomes a blueberry girl, according to our simulations will become perpetually pregnant with blueberries the size of actual babies, birthing them every nine days.” Peach and Daisy had been working this for three straight weeks, relying completely on the simulation program Dr Mario had given them before he’d run off to Pauline. Idly, Peach wondered how she was doing, then decided she didn’t care enough right now to check. They’re telling the truth, Rosalina realised. She swallowed. “I’ll do it.” She blurted before her brain could catch up with her mouth. “Really?” Rosalina swallowed, grinning sheepishly. “Sure, I mean, is it permanent?” “It would be.” Daisy confirmed. “We need the genome to bond with your cells, at which point you’d share at least forty percent of your DNA with it.” Rosalina swallowed, giving it careful consideration. It’d mean she’d be nearly immobile, she’d be huge, “Uh, I’ll do it? But first, why are you two naked?” “Because we’re gonna be your handlers!” Peach enthused. Rosalina spluttered. “Seriously?” “Yup!” Peach approached her and hugged her. “We thought since you’re gonna be constantly leaking from pretty much everywhere, we’d ditch the dresses and we’d take care of big old naked berry you in the same form?” “You don’t have to!” Rosalina argued. “Yes we do babygirl.” Daisy piped up. “We’re blowing you up, so we take care of you, that’s the deal.” Rosalina’s cheeks were flushed. She had some very lewd thoughts going through her mind, and she bit her lip. She took the power-up, and ate through it slowly. She was through it in a couple bites, and slowly worked off the collar of her dress. She sashayed towards the centre of the lab, turning to face Peach and Daisy. “How do I look?” She asked wryly. “Y-your nose.” Peach murmured. Her nose had sparked up a deep cobalt, spreading quickly through the rest of her body. Within minutes she was a brilliant violet. She held a lock of her platinum blonde hair, watching it turn a darkened blue. Darker than her own skin right now. Daisy swallowed. “Ohh.. this is hot. This is really hot.” Rosalina slid out of her dress, exposing pretty purple nipples. It was Peach’s turn to blue-screen, pressing her hands together in front of her face. “Hey Dais?” She asked quietly. “Is my nose bleeding?” “I don’t know.” Daisy was too focused on the small blue paunched belly Rosalina had just revealed. “Is mine?” Rosalina pressed her hands to her belly. “Mmmmm….” Batting her eyelashes at the girls, she jumped when she felt it swell beneath her fingers. “O-oh!” It grew slowly. From this small thing to a rounded slope within moments, burgeoning underneath her grip. “Girls.. look.” “We are,” Peach confirmed, walking forward. “Growing quickly.” She observed. She kneeled down, holding Rosalina’s belly. “You’re gonna be so full.” Daisy joined her, waltzing behind Rosalina. Rosalina’s breasts tingled, then throbbed. Slowly, juice started pumping into her tits, flowing up a size. Her nipples started to drip, slow at first, but then flowing copiously. “Oh, oh, Rosie, look at you.” Peach was amazed, it was actually happening. Peach squeezed her breast, watching as Rosalina moaned. “A-anh! Peachie! It-it feels good!” She whined. “We know, we know Rosie.” Daisy squeezed a fat roll of Rosalina’s belly, which had now become a full blown bump. Rosalina felt up her growing form and continued moaning, feeling damp from below. “O-oh!” She felt under her belly and felt juice leaking down her thighs. “There it is,” Peach coached her. “Sweet, sweet nectar, and all from you.” Rosalina felt like a goddess, mewling, her belly damp with the blueberry milk leaking down it. Rosalina saw Peach rise up to her level, and hazarding a guess, she leaned forward, kissing Peach. Peach gasped. She couldn’t believe it was actually happening, but she leaned into it, savouring the taste of blueberries on Rosie’s lips. Daisy bit her lip, her hand crawling up to Rosalina’s teat. She just continued to grow. Her hips ballooned out in width and she could barely believe how fast she was growing. Rosalina’s hands didn’t know where to go, so she focused on Peach, hands gripping her lover’s jaw. Daisy nibbled at her neck and Rosie got wider, Rosalina felt juice cramming every square inch of her body. “Peachie, Dais-“ Rosalina whined. Peach simply rubbed Rosalina’s belly as it grew, past full term with what Daisy estimated to be a quintuplets size, hanging down by her knees, continuing to balloon. “We know honey, we know.” Daisy cooed. “Ride it out, ride it out love.” Rosalina whimpered, arms filling up with juice quick. She felt her breasts growing a few sizes, areolae ripening to the size of her palms, nipples spewing juice. She felt a hardness in her belly, gasping. “Dais, blueberries-!” Peach and Daisy immediately gripped her belly. “Oh my god, it’s happening.” Peach murmured. It was happening rapidly too from the looks of things. “You could be due with the first in.. maybe twenty minutes.” Daisy estimated. Rosalina’s eyes widened. “W-wait, I’m gonna give birth today?!” She squeaked. Daisy rushed to comfort her. “Hey, hey, it’s not gonna hurt, it’ll be fine, we’ve gotcha.” “O-okay.” Rosalina moaned, her thighs so tank-like they were being absorbed into her body. Her lower body was being filled out faster than her upper body and her cunt was very slowly edging towards the ground, splitting apart her legs. “Fuck girls.. feel so good-!” Her orgasm was nearing its peak as well, arousal climbing higher and higher. Rosalina wobbled, her centre of gravity shifted drastically, her torso this turgid orb crammed full of juice. “And we’re here to help honey.” Daisy squeezed Rosalina’s asscheeks together, suckling Rosie’s neck. Peach bent down, starting to drink from Rosalina’s nipple, gulping down copious amounts of juice. Rosalina mewed, gasping and groaning. Daisy ground herself on Rosalina’s asscheeks, pushing her pleasure further and as Rosalina was left on teetering, swollen calves, Daisy held her stable. Peach drank her fill, wiping her mouth, playing with Rosalina’s stubby little forearms. Rosalina was so close to having rounded out, and mewed at the prospect. She could feel weird little pulses wracking her body and her breath hitched. “Are those… contractions?” She wondered aloud. Peach and Daisy were suddenly alert. “What was that hon?” Peach asked. Rosalina rounded out, the pressure getting stronger. “I-I think I’m in labour…” Daisy and Peach immediately set about prepping. Rosalina waddled on the spot, her feet slightly swollen from the pregnancy weight, breathing through a soft wave. “Mmmnnnn..” Rosalina breathed, setting her jaw as pressure began to slowly mount. “You’re doing well sweetheart, you’re only at the start.” Peach told her. Rosalina wanted to get off her feet. “O-on my belly, p-please..” She requested. Peach and Daisy rolled her over, Daisy crouching down. A trickle of fluid ran down Rosalina’s underside, Daisy checking her swollen labia. “You’re only a centimetre dilated babes, you got this.” She encouraged. Rosalina flapped her hands. Daisy’s fingers in her fattened sex ached slightly, but Rosalina’s pleasure was very quickly overwhelming the infinitesimally small amount of pain there was. “Only a centimetre?” Rosalina demanded, eager to just push this berry out already. She could feel it right on her pelvis, the baby sized blueberry forcing itself out of her slowly. Daisy rubbed her lover’s ass in response, massaging her. “I know, but you’re advancing quickly. Peach, nipple stim babe?” Peach got right to it, fingers tweaking Rosalina’s plump, thumb sized areolae. Milk spewed down Rosalina’s front and she mewed loudly. “Oh, oh, please Peachie, more!” It sent sparks through her diameter, her breaths short and sweet. She whimpered, juice sloshing inside her. She felt her sex stretch a little more, the bowling ball currently stuck in her cunt inching just that little bit further downward. Peach continued thumbing Rosalina’s nipples, squeezing her blueberry lover’s boobs, milking her like a cow. Rosalina whined, huffing loudly. Her arousal continued to build, as were Peach and Daisy’s. The two women pleasured Rosalina, but Peach was also very close to her peak, red-faced and practically vibrating with lust. Peach gasped as her own arousal splattered down Rosalina’s belly, legs shaky and unsteady. “Oh, oh fuck!” She gasped, leaning on Rosalina. The pregnant blueberry woman nestled on Peach’s head, breathing through another contraction. “That’s five centimetres, Daisy, good mama.” Daisy encouraged. Rosalina couldn’t believe how hot being in labour felt. This was supposed to hurt, but each wave only made her want to cum even more. “Gonna get you moving now babes.” Daisy announced. “Rolling should help stretch that pretty blue cunt enough to get this berry out.” Rosalina nodded wordlessly, letting Peach and Daisy start walking around her in a slow circle, teasing her. Her big blue ass wobbled as she attempted to crane over her diameter at them, failing at that before her two lovers encroached. She was rolled onto her back, and then the two women started rolling her around the lab. Rosalina felt as if she was weightless, even though a full ton of juice sloshed and gurgled inside her, she was an oceanic womb of a woman, full of juice and blueberries. Rosalina moaned, and she felt herself stretch. She felt the berry slide into her canal and yelped, juice spurting from her sex as she came again. “O-oh! Check me, check meeee!” She moaned. Daisy and Peach set her back on her lower belly, and Peach inspected Rosalina’s bloated sex. “Ten centimetres! Okay Rosie, let’s get this show on the road, we need you to push.” Peach ordered. Rosalina breathed in, and bore down in a gentle push. “Nnnngfff!” She hissed, breathing out. The berry was partway down her entrance, weighing heavily on her pelvis. It was very, very pleasurable, but the pressure was also very distracting, even though every cell in her body was focused on labouring. Rosalina felt it shift, gasping. “Oh, hoooo…” She curled her toes, feeling out the pressure. “Let’s move her feet a little.” Daisy suggested. Peach and Daisy each grabbed a foot, trying to widen her stance experimentally. It worked by maybe an inch and the berry dropped right onto her bulging labia, causing her to yelp. “Shit! Babes, babes! It’s right there, it’s right there!” She whimpered, orgasming around the berry lodged right in the crowning phase. “Okay Rosie, let’s get this berry out!” Peach declared, reaching her fingers into Rosalina’s juicy sex. Rosalina whined, it ached a little, but as Peach pried she felt herself come to full crown. “Oooh, oooh, it’s coming, it’s coming!” Rosalina announced, bearing down once, twice, three times- POP! “It’s out!” Daisy cried, holding the gigantic blueberry in her arms. It was dripping with juice, wet with slimy amniotic fluid too. Rosalina wept in relief, closing up again. Daisy and Peach rushed around her front, crowing. “You did it Rosie, look at it!” Rosalina gaped, it was huge! That was much bigger than a baby! “We can feed the entire Mushroom Kingdom with this!” Peach was so relieved, this was the way they’d stop the drought, they could save everyone with this. Rosalina flapped her hands. “Girls, thank you so much.” She was so grateful, sniffling, tears rolling down her cheeks. “Thank you for giving me this blessing, I feel right for the first time in my life.” Daisy and Peach kissed her cheeks, hugging her tight. “Good, because this is permanent big girl.” Daisy teased. Peach rested against her divot, temple to temple with Rosie. “We need to show you off to everybody.” Peach plotted. - “Get up Rosie!” Daisy announced that morning, and Rosalina blinked awake. “What- what’s going on?” “The presentation silly, don’t you remember?” Rosalina suddenly remembered Peach’s presentation on her she’d been joking about for the past week, only to realise it wasn’t’ a joke within the next moment. “W-wait, Dais, she was serious?!” Rosalina squeaked, Daisy rolling her into the shower. “Of course silly, everyone needs to see how big and ripe our big birthing blueberry is!” Daisy tells her, switching the shower on. Rosalina whimpers as she’s washed, scrubbed clean. Daisy even cleans out her deep, unpopped navel, fat and chubby with juice and blueberries. “But-but I’m due to give birth today!” She protests. “Even better Rosie, you can pop out a perfect example for all the girls there today!” Daisy scrubbed harder, washing Rosalina’s hair. Once Rosalina’s shower was done and her hair was done, she was still damp when she was rolled out for breakfast. Her new breakfast regime was her being pumped full with a vat full of thick, pastry tasting cream that plumped her body to its tautest capacity, and Rosalina simply settled in like the big berry cow she was, gulping down mouthfuls of the stuff. “Okay, you’re done baby!” Daisy announced, unplugging her. Rosalina blushed, flapping her hands, she was so bloated and full, but she wouldn’t have it any other way. “Rosieee… I’m so fulll…” She groaned. Daisy rubbed her diameter, slapping it. “That’s the idea silly, now c’mon, we got some girls to show you off to!” She bowled Rosalina from the room and off towards the main hall. “Make way, make way, for our big blushing berry breeder!” Daisy announced. Rosalina gasped when she saw how big the crowd was, squeaking and trying to avoid every girl in the room’s eyes. There must be over fifty people here, seeing her like this! “Thank you for coming everybody!” Peach began as Daisy rolled Rosalina up to the centre of the room. There was a whiteboard behind her, holographic. Peach rubbed Rosalina’s belly noting the contractions rolling through her form. “And welcome to the unveiling of Rosalina, once princess turned the saving grace of the Mushroom Kingdom!” The two women started rubbing her diameter, wandering around her. “Rosalina here volunteered to turn herself into a big, ripe blueberry breeder. Her DNA now shares forty percent of it with the very humble blueberry, and she now gestates very, very big blueberries through her own photosynthetic methods!” A woman raised her hand. “How will this help our crops?” Peach knew the benefits, of course, but for this experiment to work, they had to roll Rosalina out to the balcony. “Now, we’re gonna start working her up, and she’s gonna get real hot and bothered.” Daisy informed, massaging Rosalina’s breasts together. Rosalina flushed, her ears purple and hot. “D-dais-Peach-!” The humiliation was making sharp, electric shocks of arousal pulse through her. It felt embarrassing, and she couldn’t do a single thing about it. Her arousal climbed higher, rolled onto her back. Daisy climbed onto her belly, fingers sliding into the deep cavern of her navel, starting to pump. “Daisy, Daisy, ahhhh!” Rosalina’s tongue lolled out, her blue hair hanging down to the ground, fuzzy and curly, Peach continuing to present. “Studies of the blueberry Rosalina birthed are underway, but so far the protein intake from just one is enough to nearly cure this drought entirely. Hell, with each blueberry she births, we could help the entire galaxy! We could make a serious profit, I mean Rosalina’s become the only human blueberry girl in the universe, and with her juice we have enough to reverse the hose pipe bans!” Peach enthused. That alone got the women in the room cheering, their gazes fixed on the currently sex-addled Rosalina. She was vibrating, at her maximum pleasure. She flapped her hands and kicked her feet, her swollen cunt pointed directly over the edge of the balcony. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” She whimpered, jiggling and creaking loudly. Her breath hitched once, twice, three times-! “UWAAAAAA!” Rosalina came in a monumental fountain, and every woman present watched the deluge of feminine berry juice flood the grounds, forming a small river down the banks. Within moments, the dried out crops, deadened from the drought returned to life, and on that point they nearly quadrupled in size, berry bushes grew to be as big as hedgerows, the fruits themselves the size of golf balls. Apples the size of watermelons snapped branches and rolled down into the Toads’ apple wheelbarrows, cracking them in two. “Holy shit!” One woman clamoured. “I’ll buy a portion of your stock!” She called out. Daisy grinned, sitting back. Her own orgasm pooled on Rosalina’s considerable girth, running down her diameter. She climbed off, rotating Rosie around to show off the bloated labia lips leaking juice down into her ass-crack. “You can see Rosie’s already starting to dilate, she’s doing fantastically this labour actually and she should be giving birth within the next hour.” Peach pointed with a rod to Rosalina’s leaking sex, making the bloated breeder shudder. Rosalina heaved, rolling onto her belly once Daisy slid down, adjusting her back to face the audience. Daisy crouched down, heaving up one of Rosie’s swollen boobs. They were each the size of an entire Toad, and her nipples were pretty much thumb-sized, gushing juicy milk down her front. “These suckers are what her boobs became. Rosalina’s tits hold.. what fifty litres of juice? Something like that?” “That’s what we estimated!” Peach agreed. Rosalina was slowly dilating. Peach walked around her to check every so often, a finger probing Rosalina’s absolutely gushing nethers, satisfied with her progress. Rosalina whimpered. “Girls, girls, please..” She’d been utterly dominated by her girlfriends, and she was naked and bloated for every woman in the room to see. “So it could replace the lost water supply?” One woman piped up. “Even better!” Daisy called, “Release this into the water supply and our oceans come flooding back, our lakes refill, even our pools become packed to the brim!” A round of raucous applause erupted through the building, but Rosalina’s sole focus was on the aching stretch of her swollen sex. “Peachie! I’m dilated!” She wailed. Peach’s head snapped to Rosalina, then to Daisy. “Quick, get her facing the crowd!” Daisy and Peach bowled Rosalina over until her pussy faced the crowd again, and Rosalina could hear the click-click-click of journalists taking photos. She squeaked, her face aflame. “Here we go y’all, the birth of the second-ever gigantic blueberry! From the fat berry mommy herself!” Daisy announced, Rosalina working her canal as best she could, her open cervix starting to bulge with the inhumanly big berry. It was the size of a damned watermelon and she gasped around it. “Oh, fuck, fuck!” She felt arousal coiling within her womb, swearing when the gigantic fruit lodged itself deep in her canal, like a bowling ball stuck in her cunt. Rosie pushed slowly. The berry was barely making any progress, but her shudders only increased. Daisy helped massage her swollen labia, probing for any feel of the berry starting to descend. Rosalina’s whimpers only increased, and the air suddenly felt heavy and intimate. Peach continued chatting to the women in the crowd, Daisy fully focused on Rosalina’s pleasure. Rosalina’s pleasure ramped up, the berry sliding right down to her labia in a smooth motion. Juice gushed from her bloated sex, and Rosalina whined. She couldn’t cum with the pressure on her pelvis and she so badly needed to. “That’s it, that’s it,” Peach guided, suddenly back with Rosie watching her progress. “I see the shell!” Daisy whooped excitedly. Rosalina’s ears burned with unabated lust and embarrassment, but she bore down anyway, forced to listen to her body’s natural instincts. She was a big berry mommy and she was gonna give birth, it was what she was made for. No more, no less. The berry began to crown and Rosalina whined. “Oh, oh, Peachie, Daisy!” She begged. “Doing good mama, be a good mommy and push, now!” Peach ordered. Rosalina bore down, feeling the crest of the berry bulging her pussy. “Oh, fuck!” She came around the gigantic watermelon-sized orb, juice splattering over the two princesses, glad they were naked. “More, Rosie!” Daisy told her plainly. Rosalina’s forehead was sheened with juicy sweat, and a sense of power flooded her juicy core. She could do this. She was a fucking fat, huge, sensual berry MILF, she was a galactic princess, she could do this. She grunted, pushing again. The berry slid halfway out and Peach dove towards it. “Come on Rosie, a couple more pushes! Into it, not away from it!” She coached Rosalina. “Aaaannnh!” Rosalina came a second time, a stickier wave of juice splattering the royal balcony, the berry slipping out into Daisy’s waiting arms. Now that it was out Daisy gaped, it was BIGGER than a watermelon! Rosalina had pushed out a twenty pound TITAN. The crowd stood and clapped raucously, whooping and hollering. “YEAH GIRL, GET SOME!” Rosalina was rolled upright and she beamed happily, waddling on the spot. Daisy raised the berry up to Rosalina’s crest, and Rosalina felt pride. That huge thing had come out of her! Eventually the party wound down, and Rosalina was rolled into bed. “You feel up for a last round today?” Daisy asked softly, both her and Peach laid atop their berry girlfriend. “H-how so?” Rosalina questioned. Peach smirked. “There’s still some cake in the fridge. Maybe if we get you to squirt hard enough our big berry breeder can make that ten times as big.” Rosalina’s breath hitched. “O-okay, b-but only because the sound of that is really hot..” She pouted. Daisy whooped, pumping her fists. Rosalina waited as Peach got the cake and laid it at her cunt, climbing back atop Rosie’s belly to rejoin Daisy. “We’re gonna drink from you till you cum babygirl.” Peach teased. Rosalina barely had time to react before the girls’ lips slid over a nipple each, starting to drink from her. Rosalina whimpered. “B-babes-…” She could feel them drinking her milk, huffing and panting slowly. It was slow gulps, purposeful and sensual. Peach and Daisy milked her swollen teats, heaving them together in partnership. “Girls, girls, please…” Rosalina begged. Heat slowly climbed in her nethers as the girls drank their fill. Once they’d had their fill, she hadn’t cum yet. “No matter, shall we give our very pregnant girlfriend a belly rub?” Daisy asked Peach. “We shall.” Peach agreed. The girls leaned forward, massaging fat pockets of Rosalina’s turgid gut. Rosalina’s belly went up in synaptic shocks of lust, tingling and wobbling. She felt like a fat lump of jelly if not for how obviously taut she was, creaking and gurgling loudly. The girls started to hump Rosalina’s fattened diameter, slow grinding building a coil tightening in their cores. “Fuck, she’s so tight.” Daisy moaned to Peach. “So taut, all for us- nnngh-!” Peach hissed back. They continued massaging, feeling Rosalina’s tense form creaking below them. “Girls- please!” Rosalina begs. “It’s okay babes, just relax.” Daisy mews into Rosalina’s cleavage. She can’t believe this is her life now, but she wants to have babies with Rosalina for the rest of her life. She was gonna buy a ring soon, she thought idly. Rosalina whimpers. She’s drawn so taut, shuddering so audibly it’s a wonder she doesn’t burst at the seams. She huffs, wobbling and jiggling as her girlfriends bring themselves to orgasm, breathing heavily, their hips smacking against her berry-filled womb with intense thuds, when Rosalina cums with the force of a firehose, somehow staying in place as the jetstream of juice splatters their whole bedroom. “FUUUUUUUCK!” Rosalina wails, exhausted as her girls splatter cum over her belly, sticky and hot. The cake, covered in juice starts growing. A sound like a 1-up power-up fills the room, and the cake practically expands to three times its previous size, a mountain like cake pressing against Rosalina’s underbelly. The frosting is cold and Rosalina whimpers. “Goddamn.” Daisy raises an eyebrow, impressed. “Good job babygirl.” She compliments Rosalina. “Th-thanks.” Rosalina is far too orgasmed out to think much at this point, but beams with praise. Peach slides down off of her girlfriend’s body. “I’m gonna help the Toads take this to the cellar.” She tells her girls, and leaves the room with the cake. She comes back moments later to Daisy and Rosalina totally asleep, and she supposes it has been one hell of a day. “G’night girls.” Peach murmurs softly, climbing atop Rosalina’s belly and falling asleep just as quick.