[Mari]

((Hey Tartoon! Daisy is not starting off with Ashe and Chell, and so you will not be part of the posting order until she shows up and begins interacting with the others. When that happens is entirely up to you, but don't wait until 2 areas have already been cleared and the mission's approaching its end of course.))

Ashe entered the mall and took a look around. Man, last time she was here she wound up eating a pizza that kicked all the way down. ...And being forcefully dressed up by a golem made of fashion, among other things. Now she returned, clad in that golemn's remains like some kind of battle-hardened warrior. That is to say, she was wearing a sailor fuku fit for Hylia's Grace Academy. It was the most normal outfit she owned relative to the life sphere. Somehow wearing nothing but a shirt wasn't in style here. Glancing to Chell, Ashe smiled brightly at the other.

"

Wow~! It feels like we're returning to some kinda battlefield. It's almost nostalgic.

"

"

Weren't you born here~? Anyway, I hope you're not getting homesick~!

"

"

Huh? Oh no. I was born in a factory under the needle. And no way! I really like being your clothes! You're so clean and careful. ...And comfy too~!

"

"

*Giggle*

"

(

...Your flirting is hurting me.

)

"

Hey! I wear you too! It's not my fault most of my friends look so good on me~ *Giggle* Speaking of friends, hey Chell--where do you want to start first?

"

[Coolshaymin]

Chell came to the mall with Ashe, looking forward to another interesting time if the last event was any case. There was just something fresh and exciting about eating food that fought back like that giant pizza monster. The Clothes Golem was another battle they had there that was certainly an unique experience. Speaking of that creature, she still wore the hoodie that came from the cloth beast since it was better than her torn clothes from previously. The magical hoodie was orange and blue in an even split down the middle, with the pull strings even being opposite of the color they were on. It could be a tad bothersome the talking outfit but she has grown accustomed to it. Speaking of growing accustomed to something, on Chell's head, under the hood, was a gold tiara she had found bizarre at first but aided her in the past.

"You're so lucky. The girl I am stuck with is a real danger magnet. Every battle I feel like my life is hanging by a thread," the hoodie commented in on the other two's conversation. "Quit your whining. You're fine, I make sure to keep you in good condition. Don't want to be kept in the closet do you?" the girl spoke back as she joined in. "Um... No... I'm good... Amazon Queen..." The hoodie said, ending in barely a whisper. "What was that?" "O-oh! Nothing!"

Ashe was also talking to someone else, which was still a bit weird to watch on, but she guessed no one heard the Companion Cube either. The scientist gave it consideration for a moment as she thought what was the best order to take care of their business. "... I think the parts are best saved for last. And from what I remember back home, Theater Popcorn is... kind of bad and overpriced. I think we should eat before we go to the movie. So, the Sushi place?" the Physics Amazon concluded and suggested after a bit of thought. Really, she was just glad to be among friends on a... less world threatening outting... Well, unless some beast in the mall wants world domination but that seemed... a bit more serious than pun slinging food and clothes.

[TartoonHand94]

Across the court from our heroines, a lone princess breezily strutted into the mall. Conspicuously absent were her formal regal crown and opulent ball gown, and in their place, she wore much more contemporary green and white high heeled sneakers, vermillion tights, a yellow tank top, a plaid green miniskirt and matching cabbie. She also toted an orange flower pattern purse on the shoulder of her braceleted arm. She wasn’t dressed for your average Mario Party. She was set for a night on the town!

“Hiyohoi! It’s so good to get out of the green house and breathe in that fresh Life Sphere Air every once in a while.” She yawned with a satisfied and liberating stretch. “I could only watch grass grow for so long without going stir crazy.”
Coming to a stop in the middle of the court, she looked up and took in her surroundings.
“Remind me again why I don’t come here like all the time? This place is awesome!” She beamed at the ceiling. “Bummer Bonbon couldn’t make it. Oh well, her loss. It’s Daisy time!”

[Mari]

"

Good idea. I... don't actually know how you pay for movie food here anyway. Let's eat!

"

...Ashe stopped to glance around in bewilderment. She didn't recognize Daisy at all. Hey--Did anyone else just hear that ominous horn hit? She quickly caught sight of a goomba with a large horn wrapped around its body in such a manner that it rested without needing to be held. ...It looked uncomfortable. Ashe stared at the mushroom creature for a moment and received a bashful smile in response. ...Huh. That was weird. Oh well, on to the sushi bar!

Not long later, Ashe and Chell arrive at a sparkling brand new sushi bar. It was a small place, with a rather enthusiastic looking woman behind the counter smiling brightly at them.

"Welcome~! Make yourself at home. I can have your orders prepped in no time flat!"

Arle moved to sit down at a table. Chell could sit either opposite or next to her.

"

Some of the other girls back at the Magical Girl's Society spoke pretty highly of this place. Apparently it has real fresh fish! Which is ...awesome! I guess it must be pretty hard to find edible fish because of all the pollution in the oceans.

"

[Coolshaymin]

... Huh, she's right come to think of it. Food is generally free, but not luxury food, what would be the payment in this barter economy?... Eh, did not really matter much since she has decided against it. Wait, was that a girl in casual attire? Was that an Air Horn?!... What even was these Mushroom things? She saw them before, sure, never talked to one though. Their biology was kind of strange for her to consider.... And very cruel that they were designed without arms.... ".... Want sushi?" Chell mentioned casually to Daisy, apparently seeing... something in her, or could just be the sound of the ominous horns telling her backup might be a good idea. Though she was quick to go back to following Ashe to the sushi place. 

Soon they arrived at the sushi place and there was a girl with a bright smile... Yeah, nothing has gone wrong yet. So far so good. Ominous horns aside, the quiet girl nodded confirmation before sitting down opposite to Ashe. Felt more.... right to eat across from her. "Huh. Sounds like a good place then. I wonder how they get their fish in this world... Oh well, as long as it's said to be safe," the girl replied.

[TartoonHand94]

Despite being initially taken off guard by the sudden blare, Daisy took pity on the poor tuba Goomba and tossed it a coin. Maybe with enough, it can afford some lessons.

“Oh uh, Sure!” Daisy shrugged with a smile. Normally we’d greet each other before asking out to dinner, but hey it’s a free night! Let’s break some rules!
It was hard to resist an invitation to a fresh new place like this, so Daisy gladly joined Ashe and Chell in the sushi bar.
“It's been too long since I've had a nice plate of sushi. I miss my Muda so much.”

“Real fish? Not that cheap synthetic Cheep Cheep stuff?” Daisy cocked a sceptic eyebrow as she sat down opposite to them. “I’ll believe it when I taste it.”

[Mari]

"

Hi~! My name's Ashe, and this is Chell. We're mall 'veterans', which is pretty cool! ...But to be honest, I'm not sure I fee like I have any better idea what to expect than the first time.

"

Meanwhile, their sushi finally came for them! Everything looked great! The presentation was great, the rice was moist and the fish was fresh--and distinct. And most importantly, it was delicious! "Wow--This is really good! My friends back at the Magical Girl's Society were right to recommend this place." Ashe remarked, her eyes lighting up with joy. "Oh--Thank you, Miss! I'm always happy to share my gifts with good kids. Now eat up! Cucumber is good for you!" Cooking mama bashfully replied. Ashe did not hesitate to eat another piece of sushi. "Thanks~! What's in a dragon roll anyway?" Ashe curiously asked. "The secret ingredient is love~" Cooking Mama replied with a playful wink. "Oh! I mean--The fish! What kind of fish is in a dragon roll?" Ashe bashfully questioned. Cooking Mama gave Ashe a sideways look, cutting up a sushi roll in front of them with her cleaver. "Oh~! Dragon, of course." she replied, earning herself a bewildered look from Ashe. "Wait, really?? ...Are dragons seafood?" she asked. "That's right. But some dragons make the sea their home!" Cooking Mama thoughtfully replied. "Huh!" Ashe relented, decisively impressed. Hey y'know what food was full of? DNA! DNA that was now in her tummy! She could try turning into a dragon now! Ashe got off her stool to make room. "A-Trans!" she incanted before abruptly shapeshifting into..!

A dragonair!

Ashe felt something wrapped around her neck and curled her serpentine body around to look at herself, observing that she was now wearing a collar with the name 'Crystal' on it. "--...Wh-What the heck ma'm." Ashe sputtered out in disbelief as her gaze snapped back to... Cooking Mama? Did she just feed Ashe someone's pet?! The woman behind the counter's cheery smile had been replaced by a glare. Without responding, she abruptly lashed out and cut deep into Ashe with her cleaver, eliciting a scream from the transformed dragon pokemon. An arc of blood decorated the floor and Ashe retook her original form, clutching at a gash on her chest from the knife. "Well if it isn't the 'bleeding hearts' here to shut down my newest shop. I've had about enough of being harassed for providing the Life Sphere with the nutrition it needs, so your next 'roll' is going to be right into an early grave!" Cooking Mama remarked, a devilish grin coming over her. ...Oh no, she made a pun! Several, in fact! You know what that means. She must be the boss!

Cooking Mama
"The Pokemon Butcher"
250 HP

Ashe 125 / 175 HP Status: Mortal Wound (25 HP)

[Coolshaymin]

"It's been ages," Chell replied to Daisy, looking towards the food. Ashe seemed quick to adjust to Chell inviting a girl out of nowhere. In time, they got to try the sushi and it was.... fantastic. She barely remembers what sushi is supposed to taste like, but this was something else entirely. Was this what it was like to have the cuisine of other worlds? What world's animals did this come from anyway?.... On second thought, better off not knowing. Now that Chell thinks about it, when it comes to eating meat, it's best not to think too much about what or who you are eating. Well, when you're eating it like this anyway.

"It's very good. Nothing else like it," Chell added simply. Well, she did not exactly have much to attribute that to, not being the biggest bargainer for luxury goods. Dragon sounded like an odd meat, but it tastes well enough to not complain... Wait, what is Ashe doing?... Huh, she can transform into stuff she eats? Makes sense, she did say she did that by absorbing DNA, which is practically what she was doing... Wait, why was there a.... collar on her neck?... Wait, Ashe copied clothes so that would logically include collars which means.... "... That's someone's pet," Chell deduced. There was little other explanation.... Unless she collared livestock. Wasn't that farfetched. That was, until the sushi shop owner STABBED Ashe!

"Ashe!... You monster!" Chell stated, clearly more interested in Ashe than the whole pet fiasco. She was NOT letting her best friend become a sushi roll! As if in response to Chell's determination of friendship, a bright orange light consumed her body, and then the area seemed to engulf in this light, turning to resemble space. As if time stopped, Chell's clothes changed into a sailor outfit, with her heels turning into proper heels, a companion cube necklace appearing around her neck and a specialized ribbon in her hair. She opened her eyes to show they have changed to orange.

"I am Sailor Portal! I may not be a planet, but I am the portal between worlds! In the name of Unity, I shall punish you for my friend's sake!" the girl announced, becoming much more peppy in her sudden attire change as she finished it with a spin and a hand sign as the space returned to normal... What did Chell even just do? "I think you need a break from your job! Disconnection Array!" the girl declared, pointing her finger at the butcher, Cooking Mama would feel a sudden psychic assault on her mind as if some invisible force was pulling her thoughts around if she did not resist them. With her hopefully distracted by the Unity Magic, Sailor Portal ran over to Ashe and two high tech yet frilly gloves appeared on her hands. "Just hold still, I'll try to heal some of the damage," the girl insisted, projecting some healing green pulse on Ashe.


LlSIqfjap_1d20+4(Disconnection Array on Cooking Mama, 18%, targets INT, has a 50% chance of Mind Melted)

p_1d15+3(Cleansing Portal on Ashe, heals 9%)

Sailor Portal
HP:130/130
Shield HP: 40/40
Status: Normal

1d20+4·1d15+3

[TartoonHand94]

“Veterans huh? You make this place sound like a veritable warzone.” Daisy giggled at the choice of words that she hoped was as nonsensical as it sounded. “Sounds more like every trip here’s an adventure, to me!” Daisy beamed as their food arrived. “And dear me. Have I left my manners at the bottom of the Muda? Allow me to introduce myself.” Daisy squeaked in a rare moment of self-consciousness. “I am Princess Daisy of Sarasaland, pleased to meet you.” Daisy introduced herself, returning immediately to her proud haughty persona, greeting both Ashe and Cell with a curtsey in place.

Without much more ado, the girls had Daisy’s permission to join her in digging in. Her sceptic eyes widened upon discovering the first taste not being so bad. Her eyes only grew wider as tongue researched determined it was quite good. She nodded in agreement with Ashe and Cell on how good it was, not daring to waste a moment she could be eating more on talking. Even the cucumber was a crisp perfection. Her nod became one of curiosity upon discovering the dragon roll was real dragon. Dragon meat in sushi? How exotic. This was most definitely a first for Daisy. She had heard that dragon meat was rich in mana and this was her chance to try it.
And what was better than a delicious dinner? A show! Daisy clapped, amused at Ashe’s transformation into a Dragonair. Wow a Dragonair! Not only was she eating dragon meat, but Dragon Type Pokémon meat. How much mana does that nutritional value yield?

Daisy’s clapping hands froze dead upon noticing the name tag Ashe was wearing and realizing the implication. The Dragonair was someone’s pet. Her rosy cheeks turned green and the rest of her fresh face became a pale blue. She felt like she was going to be sick. That was someone’s pet Draginair she was eating. How dare this woman make sushi out of that? How dare anyone? She’d rather eat a plate of Honen for dinner than someone’s…
Daisy would have spat her dragon out right there and then had she any left in her mouth. Oh dear… She Knew she was going to be sick! She did spit some cucumber out, however, when Cooking Mama made a heel turn into madness.

Before Daisy could do anything to stop her, their night went from gross to grossly violent upon Cooking Mama stabbing Ashe! Was this the level of anarchy that gained this mall it’s reputation? She’d never allow any establishment like this to stay open back in Sarasaland. “Ashe! You’re not making sushi out of her too!” Daisy barked, taking advantage of the distraction Cell’s Sailor Portal distraction created. She lunged out and disarmed Mama with a well-placed chop, knocking the knife out of her hand. She then proceeded to swerve around and trapped the little Mama in a rear wrist lock.

(jDFfPAV9p_1d20+2 Daisy's Floral Fist @ Cooking Mama. Does 6% Damage)
(p_1d20+2 Daisy's Grapple @ Cooking Mama)

“Under the authority of the Princess of Sarasaland, you are under arrest!” Daisy grunted, quickly realizing she couldn’t hold onto the crazy cook like this long enough for the cops to arrive. She needed another way to detain her until then. But how? She didn’t bring any handcuffs with her. What would Bunbun do if she were here? ...That’s it!

Daisy didn’t think she’d need to use it so soon, but using her free hand, she reached into her purse and pulled out something she brought along for emergency protection: a Hungry Cookpot! It wasn’t like she was going to finish her sushi Now after all.
The last thing Cooking Mama would see was a pair of glossy painted lips parting wide to engulf her with a warm soft wet darkness. She just narrowly avoided being bitten in half by her admittedly clean and well cared for set of teeth. She would soon splat at the bottom of her holding cell. In addition to being dark, it was especially cramped and claustrophobic, the only audible sounds besides the squishy squelch of the slime around her was a heartbeat above her, pumping with adrenaline.

“This is better than you deserve…” Daisy mumbled her newly plump midsection as she pondered what to do about her newfound weight. A tightening of her belt did the trick to preserve her appearance of having a figure, at the cost of a burp she did her best to stifle.
“-Excuse me-” She sheepishly hiccuped. “-But it will have to do~.” She decisively finished her sentence with a punctuating swing of her hips. So this is what it feels like. No wonder Bonbon does it so often. This was rather fun. Or rather, it would be at least, if she wasn’t appalled by her prisoner.

With that matter settled, Daisy’s attention immediately came back to her stabbed comrade.
“Ashe! Are you okay?” She urgently knelt by her side and aided Chell in the bid to heal her.

(Daisy's Photosynthesis @ Ashe. Heals Does p_1d20% Damage)


Daisy
Damage 0%
Status: Full of Cooking Mama1d20+2·1d20+2·1d20

[Mari]

Meanwhile, the tiniest girl of the group sat there clutching her chest and just kinda ... watching several amazing events unfold. First, Chell was suddenly a magical girl in a rockin' outfit that drew her eyes to the skirt and left them lingering there for quite a long moment. Second--Oh crud that dudette just got ate! Likewise, her bright green eyes were wide and locked on Daisy's belly for a good moment, her own heart beating at a mile a minute. And then, she was surrounded by friends. Friends who were healing her and tending to her. Her cheeks turned a gentle pink at all the fussing over her. She held still where she sat for the girls treating her, beaming at them rather proudly.

"

I think so~! Thanks to you both, anyway. That was a pretty humbling experience. Something tells me not quite as humbling as being the ampersand in T&A, though. ...Sooo I take it you're not going to need any dessert~?

"

Ashe's playful jokes directed at Daisy revealed that she wasn't too bothered by the idea that Daisy had just eaten a person. I mean, that person had just tried to murder her. So y'know. The details on what happened to her wasn't the most important thing on Ashe's mind. Daisy and Chell might notice that, in addition to their healing, which helped but did not finish closing up the wound, Ashe's body began mysteriously regenerating on its own in a very visible manner. What had previously been a very large gash was new a tiny cut! A bleeding cut, but a small one.

(

...I knew it! I knew you couldn't be that innocent! That's lewd, Ashe, and you know it!

)

"

What?? ...Come on, Model A. I know you're a boy, but you don't have to make us feel weird about our bodies like that. They're normal. ...Well--Mostly. Besides, Iiiiii don't think she's having a lot of fun in there.

"

(

B-But...

)

"

Take it from a pair of clothing brother. It's really important to let girls be themselves if you plan on spending lots of time with them. If you go around heckling them, next thing you know you get left in a drawer. Y'know what's worse than feeling weird about something they said? Talking to moths.

"

"

Wow, those are really wise words~! I'm kind of impressed you know us so well! I guess this is why you're my favorite outfit~

"

"

Thanks! It helps to have a good head on your shoulders~

"

...Ashe blanched for a moment before smirking a bit and rolling her eyes at the pun.

"

Anyway, it felt really good to know you girls were there to take care of me. It felt like I was in the hands of a couple of superhoines~! Speaking of which, I love your new outfit, Chell! It looks really awesome! You look gorgeous in those boots and skirt, no joke!

"

...But all was not over yet. For there was just one thing the group was overlooking. Tartoon ... rolled a 5!

Oh hey, that Goomba with the horn wanted some sushi too!

Daisy could feel it in her gut. Squirming and kicking. Hands gliding along her belly from within, brushing against her rib cage like prison bars. Fussing about, her belly wobbled unsteadily with her prisoner's attempts at escape. She could feel her grasping at her belly from within, trying to push herself back up. But for a while she didn't get anywhere, with her weight resting firmly on Daisy's hips. However... After a few long moments, long enough to give Ashe a chance to speak and gush and all that jazz, Daisy would abruptly feel something rising back up through her! Without warning, Cooking Mama's hands burst fourth from Daisy's mouth and she yanked the upper half of her body up and out! A devilish laughter escaped her as she gloated before she'd even fully escaped, eliciting the girliest squeal of fright from Ashe Chell would've ever heard.

Ashe covered her mouth for a moment in alarm, only to spring to action when she observed Cooking Mama tugging her hips free. Ashe jumped up and promptly attempted to shove Cooking Mama back the way she came!

mvzjdnSwp_1d20-2 (Ashe's shove; It's not very effective)

But Cooking mama refused to go back in. "You're next!!" Cooking Mama hissed at Ashe in response to her meddling as she toppled out of Daisy, kicking at the other in the process. However, she'd lost her knife and didn't want to make a run for it. She needed a new weapon! Reaching back, she snatched the cookpot from Daisy while she was still disorientated and stunned from Cooking Mama's escape, shoving the princess off balance in the process. She then lunged for Ashe and began grappling with her!

p_1d20+5 (Ashe's grapple dodge--she failed!)

Ashe yelped in fright as Cooking Mama bore over her, the larger woman pulling her closer whilst brandishing the cookpot. Ashe reflexively grabbed the pot, as if wrestling for control over it. "Y'know, on second thought I think I could use a little bit of nourishment myself... Time for bratty little girls to take a nap. Come to Momma!!" she taunted, opening wide and moving to engulf Ashe!

p_1d20-2 (Ashe wrestling for control over the cookpot)

...But instead, she found herself meeting the back of Ashe's throat. A little gasp escaped her as she was denied her meal, only for Ashe's throat to open up and whisk her away to a familiar prison! This time it was Ashe's turn to defy her figure, wobbling unsteadily and staggering backward a few steps as Cooking Mama vanished inside of her. One could just see Ashe's cheeks light up bright red as she found herself on the receiving end of all the squirming and other movements Daisy had felt not long ago, nearly losing her balance several times. This was decisively more intense than eating a pizza monster. She covered her mouth in distress as the bump on her belly pushed up into her chest, but unlike with Daisy it failed to pass, getting stuck there. Perhaps it was slightly more cramped in this smaller body, or perhaps Ashe was made of tougher, more anxious stuff. Either way, she wasn't getting out just yet. "Let me out this instant!!" she shouted. Meanwhile, Ashe just stood there frozen. She looked overwhelmed and frightened now that it was her doing the eating. She almost certainly needed some emotional support, even if she was physically handling it. Meanwhile, the last of the wound Ashe had been dealt seemed to close up as her body absorbed some extra strength from Cooking Mama.

Ashe 153 / 175 HP 55 / 60 Shield Status: Normal Well Fed (Wis/Cha) Cooking Mama "The Pokemon Butcher" 217 HP Status: Eaten

1d20-2·1d20+5·1d20-2

[Coolshaymin]

"Huh.... Neat...." Sailor Portal said to herself as she observed  Daisy eat the Sushi Chef whole. If she had to be honest, the girl really deserved it but the Cookpot she had in her possession could really do that? Huh. That makes lugging this thing around actually kind of worthwhile.... ".... You have really strange taste. Pardon the pun. I just feel really bad for her clothes to suffer such a fate...." Chell's clothes added.... Huh, apparently the hoodie changed forms completely. Still, with that and Ashe's wound nearly healed it looks like they have easily beaten that vile chef! How dare you try and cook one of Chell's friend's goose?

"I wouldn't mind having desert with you. I think you'd taste very sweet and it would be a lot less horrible than being eaten by your own prey," the sailor girl declared... extremely cheerfully.... Dear God, Chell... Speaking of letting girls be girls she definitely did not seem to mind the outcome. Playing around with Ashe's choice of words to tease her for a reaction, this outfit seemed to be making Chell a bit more playful as well as stylish. However at the comment of said stylishness, Chell's eye color changed back to normal though her outfit changed and she gripped her shoulder. "R-really? I feel like it's a bit.... impractical? But if you think it looks that amazing I.... thank you...." Chell muttered out., losing her composure a bit. It was good to have a bit post-boss sill-*5*...... Oh no....




The moment unfortunately had to end as the Cooking Mama clawed her way out of Daisy. Chell wanted to help but this form felt so weak and Ashe could not keep the evil friend butcher down. The Sailor Girl watched as the Cooking Mama tried to turn the tables and try to consume Ashe! "Oh no you don't!" Chell declared as she ran towards the Chef and attempted to punch her.... Just to leave barely any impact.... Why did this form make her so frail?! Fortunately, Ashe managed to turn the tables back onto the ground and eat the Chef once more. This..... was not as fun as the other monsters they faced.... There felt like legitimate danger here....

".............." Chell clenched her fists. She didn't even know how to use Sailor Portal's powers! How did she call her back in control?.... After a moment she realized something, she had to support Ashe on her own. She could not rely on the powers of her alter ego here.... Ashe needed her NOW! With a sigh and renewed resolve, the girl walked over to Ashe and put a hand on her shoulder. "Just stay calm. We can pull through this together. I know this may seem bad, doing this even, but I am here for you. I will even attempt to aide you. No matter what you do, I'll always stand by you, as I know you will me," Chell stated, trying to  invoke Infatuation in Cooking Mama for Ashe to weaken her, trying to tap into that Science Magic she has.

fKJT7jLGp_1d20+4(Soul Link on Cooking Mama, causes her to become infatuated with Ashe if it works)1d20+4

[TartoonHand94]

“Ugh, don’t talk to me about dessert.” With the wriggly squirmy feeling inside, Daisy gagged at the thought of eating anything else. “Don’t even mention food until the cops come and take her off my…” She looked down past her hands at her rippling midsection. It had only just occurred to her she had no idea how she was going to let her out when she had to. “…How are they gonna, anyway?” Giving it a little thought, Daisy’s cheeks flushed a little red as she clenched her glute muscles. She’d have to clench her abdominal muscles just to steel them against Cooking Mama’s constant kicks.
“How does Bonbon do this all the time?” She mumbled, slightly frustrated with the difficulty.
“Well the word Super is thrown around a lot among my circle of acquaintances.” Daisy bragged, clenching her upper body muscles. “Yeah Ashe’s got a point, Chell. That sailor suit is so chic! You should totally wear it for the rest of the night, you know?” She eagerly agreed with Ashe on Sailor Portal’s outfit.

Just as things were settling down and it seemed that the worst was behind them, Daisy got a rude reminder the worst was inside her and yet to come…out. She felt a little nauseous, not because she felt full for another person, but the person inside her herself and what she had done. It actually felt empowering to singlehandedly imprison such a crook, a feeling she’d relish more given more time to adjust. Unfortunately, that time hadn’t come soon enough. Instead of settling down, Cooking Mama’s movements of protest grew rowdier and more violent. It was as if the Goomba’s horn heralded an uprising. This extra motion threatened Daisy’s balance, focusing her to changer her stance again to a new hip wobble just to keep from falling off her heels.

Despite her best efforts to suppress a breach, it came to pass. As in, she came to pass out of her stomach cavity, into her oesophagus and up into her mouth. Cooking Mama was clawing herself to freedom! How often does that happen?
Daisy, still new to all of this could only gag and try to hold her jaw closed. But her jaw muscles weren’t a match for Cooking Mama’s sushi-slicing arms. All the princess could do now was call for muffled help from her new friends, as Cooking Mama’s weight tipped her into a forward bend.

Daisy did her best to try to swallow Cooking Mama back down when Ashe attempted to push her back in, but her inexperience with the whole art of cannibalism was on full display and was exploited. She even stole the Cook Pot Itself out of Daisy’s hands.

“-NnNo!-” Daisy coughed and wheezed, recovering from the face kick. Staggering back up to her feet she knew she had to do something to stop Cooking Mama from ‘arresting’ Ashe.
But despite having just been stabbed, in an amazing display of girl power, Ashe managed to wrestle the Cook Pot back from Cooking Mama and use it on her!
The princess’ slacking jaw dropped further at this sight.

“Woah. Way to Go Ashe!” Daisy cheered, vaulting over to hug her but stopping just short of a bully bump. “A-are You okay?” She asked with genuine concern, having no reason to believe Cooking Mama couldn’t escape a second time, despite her faith in Ashe. She wanted to help her, but what could she do? Put her hands around her throat? That didn’t sound very helpful at all.

What she did do instead is put her hands-on Ashe’s shoulders opposite of Chell and began to coach her.
“Breathe. Swallow. Clench. Breathe. Swallow Clench.” She began to chant instructions for maintaining oesophagus pressure on her victim. This was a variation of an exercise Daisy used every day before participating in sports but being a breathing exercise it wouldn’t hurt to try it for this purpose instead. She proceeded to watch as Sailor Portal cast a spell on Ashe’s belly.


Daisy
Damage 0%
Status: Empty

[Mari]

...What was that, Chell? Ashe could've sworn her trusted friend had just said something incredibly weird.Well actually it was either entirely inappropriate or super appropriate depending on how dark your sense of humor was. ...Naaaah. That was probably just her imagination playing tricks on her while she was distracted.  Speaking of distractions...

She could feel Cooking Mama moving around, squirming and pushing and struggling against Ashe's belly, which tightened and pulled Cooking Mama more tightly against her. All of Cooking Mama's squiring and wobbling about did knock Ashe off balance though, and she promptly fell on her bottom. A little burp escaped Ashe's mouth, which she promptly stifled with a blush and an excuse me that barely registered on the audible scale. She was too embarassed and a bit nauseous to speak. It didn't hurt, per se, but the struggles all felt so surreal and the mere thought was distressing. She felt overwhelmed, like Cooking Mama would burst out at any moment and then she'd be dead. Who was she to eat anyone anyway?! That wasn't... normal! That wasn't okay! No one liked a girl with an appetite like that.

...And then... a hand placed itself on Ashe's shoulder. Followed by another. Just like that, Ashe looked up to meet the eyes of Daisy and Chell looking down at her. Daisy was cheering her on, and Chell--Well she was pledging her unconditional support. The look on Ashe's face was priceless, a mixture of embarassment and gratitude bringing something close to tears to her eyes. They were right. Maybe it wasn't normal, but ... she was wrong about everything else. They liked her, and if they could accept that Cooking Mama had had it coming, she could too. Before Ashe could get too emotional, an arm burst its way forth from her mouth, flailing about. Using the exercise provided by Daisy, however, she managed to force the arm back down.

"...I feel like I've heard all of this before. It sounds like the sort of thing you'd hear on TV when an expecting mother is on her way to the emergency room. . . . Now I kinda understand why they all sound like that. It really helps. ...Th-Thanks, girls. I don't know what I would've done without you." Ashe light-heartedly joked before sheepishly replying. "Grr... There's no way in hell I'm playing that role to some stupid, bratty teen. I'm busting out of here now!" Cooking Mama replied rather snappily. "...Okay, try it~!" Ashe replied in mild amusement. Watching Cooking Mama's struggles from the outside helped her to realize that Cooking Mama was somewhat helpless in there. She didn't have her knife, or any other weapon, and she certainly wasn't going anywhere in a hurry. "Oooh... Wrong way~ You almost had me there." Ashe went on to mock. Easing herself back to her feet, Ashe placed her hands on her hips. "Is that all~? Well then... who's your momma~?" Ashe playfully teased. "Grr... Not you!! I'll get you for that." Cooking Mama sorely retorted. Ashe rolled her eyes. She then took Daisy's and Chell's hands, holding them. Her thumbs brushed across the backs of their hands in an affectionate gesture, the smallest of the three girls beaming up at them with a bright and inviting smile.

"

Wanna get drinks and head to the theatre? I think I've got this bad egg under wraps.

"

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...Am I going to be the only who who points out when someone says something weird??

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"

Bro, what'd I tell you about letting girls be girls??

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THAT is NOT a girl thing! ...I don't think.

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"

Oh yeah?? And who made you the expert on girls?? What'd'you know about ladies?? Are you a lady Mister A??

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--What?? No! And neither are you!

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...What makes you think I'm a boy?!

"

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...YOUR VOICE IS DEEPER THAN EVERYONE ELSE HERE COMBINED! YOU SOUND LIKE DUKE NUKEM IF HE DIDN'T SMOKE ALL THE TIME!!

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"

Oh is that what being a man is to you? Smoking, drinking and making weirdly nerdy pop culture references?! Look at me you blind fool! Do you see this fabulous, feminine skirt? Do these look like man curves I'm hugging?!

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...SHE WEARS ME TOO YOU IDIOT!!

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. . . Huh. Y'know now that you mention it your voice is kinda girly.

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Wait what--

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I guess I was the ignorant one all along. My bad, sister.

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...I'm not--That's not even what I was--UGH! AAAASHE!!

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"

Have you been a girl this entire time, Model A??

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Ashe 163 / 175 HP 50 / 60 Shield Status: Normal Well Fed (Wis/Cha) Cooking Mama "The Pokemon Butcher" 192 HP Status: Eaten

[Coolshaymin]

Ashe was really into this whole Momma thing... Eh, it was just teasing, best not to let that bother her. "Who'd think we would take care of a threat to trainers by... this... this planet gives more and more experiences I'd never experience back home..." Chell muttered to herself as it seemed that Cooking Mama was indeed taken care of. "Congratulations, it's a mass killer," Chell... attempted a joke... It... wasn't really that great considering it's the first one she has made in like years. "Anyway, yeah, I could use some drinks. I don't want to imagine who else she has been selling as product," she stated as she followed along. ".... I recall you perfectly fine eating sentient creatures alive..."the hoodie addressed. "It's more the whole methods to getting that meat," Chell stated simply. "Sure it i-Wait, you gave me a straight answer!" the hoodie remarked incredulously. "... Well, it seems Ashe's clothes are talking to the voice in her head..." Chell remarked rather queitly.

"... Hey, Ashe. What IS Model A like anyway? I know you use them to take and use DNA to transform, but what are THEY like?" Chell asked. "And how does my cousin over there hear him too?" the Hoodie questioned. "... Cousin? I thought you were her brother or something." ".... Rude. Just because I sound flamboyant doesn't make me a guy." ".... Clothes are weird. Are we nearly there?"

[TartoonHand94]

“! Breathe! Swallow! Clench!” Daisy yelped one last time, flinching away from Cooking Mama’s hand bursting forth from Ashe’s mouth. Much to her relief, Ashe took her advice and managed to pull the hand back down with the rest of her and keep it there.
“Atta girl.” She smiled with pride, playfully punching Ashe in the shoulder.

“Well it’s not like you don’t look the part~.” Unlike Ashe, Daisy couldn’t keep her giggles down when she made the comparison. “Just glad we can help. It’s the least I could do after…” She looked away with a mixture of embarrassment and shame at her own inadequacy. What would Peach think of her if she saw that pathetic performance?

“Wow look at that! Talking already? Ashe you should be so proud~!” Daisy teased Cooking Mama from the outside of Ashe. “Let’s not get ahead of ourselves now, you’re not even born yet~!” Using her free hand she gave Ashe’s tummy a pat and caress, further embarrassing the butcher within.

“Yeah drinks sound nice, but I doubt the theater’s got anything to top this show.” Daisy’s roast continued as she swung Ashe’s hand to and fro. She then noticed Ashe was talking, but not to her…nor to Cooking Mama… That’s a bit odd, and the bar for odd was set pretty high tonight. Chell was doing it too. Who else was here?
“Uh..hello?” Daisy tried talking to her own hat. No response.


Daisy
Damage 0%
Status: Checking if her clothes are alive too