“Don’t you dare! When I get back from this I’m gonna-GULP!” Mini’s protest was cut off as Peep’s lips curled around her face, sending her down to join the others with one final swallow. The pink princess’s stomach ballooning outwards as the fourth course of her princess buffet was sealed away, immediately beginning to struggle with the others crammed within. “BWAAAAAAARP!” A quick and loud belch left Peep’s lips, launching Mini’s crown out of her throat and onto the ground. “Oh please, it isn’t personal Mini…” She began, tracing the outline of Mini’s form with a hand as she smirked. “It’s just my holiday, Easter isn’t known for mints, now is it?” Peep added with a giggle, watching as her gut swayed about. “Try not to ruin my figure too much girls, I have a dinner date with anon, and I don’t have time to resize my dresses.” The pink princess stated, seemingly unaware just how much four women would effect her figure…

Love me some peep princess, and a friend was kind enough to write upa blurb for the desc!

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