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Smooshed, or, The Nine Wives of Marco Diaz	By : GeorgeGlass Category: +S through Z > Star vs. The Forces of Evil Views: 15416 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 6: Surprises
The next morning, Marco and the four girls were sitting around the breakfast table. As was becoming tradition, Marco was seated next to the newest bride—in this case, Arms. The two of them had awakened very hungry and had opted to eat first before engaging in any more consummation of their coming marriage. The other girls, especially Jackie, had seemed a touch disappointed by that decision, but now Jackie was heartily consuming her Belgian waffles.
“Hey, uh, just wondering,” Marco said to Arms after swallowing a mouthful of French toast. “Jackie’s parents showed up a couple days ago, and they were pretty ticked off that she’d moved out without telling them. Are we going to have that problem with your parents?”
“Nope,” Arms replied. “They’ve…got their own problems right now.”
“What do you mean?” Jackie asked.
Arms took a deep breath and let it out in a long sigh.
“On the day the Smoosh happened, I was still running the nonstop party at St. Olga’s, and my parents were on their way back from some kind of diplomatic visit with Rich Pigeon. When their carriage got close to our castle, they found a mountain blocking the road.
“Turned out, thanks to the Smoosh, our castle is buried in the center of that mountain. Completely untouchable. Luckily, nobody was there at the time, because the place was being fumigated for fire-lice, but we lost our home. And all our riches.
“So the knights and servants quit because my parents couldn’t pay them. And at that point, the commoners said, ‘It’s a whole new world now. Who needs a king and queen anyway?’”
Arms sighed again. “And that was that. A two-hundred-year dynasty ended in a day.”
Marco put a hand on her shoulder. “I’m sorry. I knew the Smoosh wasn’t great for everybody, but…wow.”
“Yeah,” Jackie added. “I mean, you have this castle now, but…”
Casting her eyes down at the table, she went on, “But having a new one probably doesn’t make losing the old one hurt any less.”
“Yeah,” Janna said quietly as she looked down at her plate. “Yeah.”
Star nodded. When she had first learned about Marco’s destiny and become his first fiancée, she had felt as though the burden of her guilt had been lifted from her. Now she realized that it had been more like receiving a dose of emotional anesthetic—a great relief, but only temporary. And it was clear now that the same was true for the other girls.
Star was trying to figure out what to say to lift everyone’s spirits when Wigburn appeared as if from nowhere.
“King Marco, my queens-to-be,” the butler said, “your presence is requested in the garage.”
“Requested by who?” Star asked.
“A Mr. ‘Buff Frog’ is on his way. He shall be arriving momentarily.”
Star’s face lit up, and she turned to the others. “C’mon, guys, let’s go see what’s doing with Buff Frog!”
As they rode the elevator down to the parking garage, Arms asked, “So, who is this Buff Frog?”
“He’s the first monster I ever made friends with,” Star replied.
“Me too, actually,” Marco said.
“We used to babysit for him sometimes,” Star added. “His little tadpoles are serious cutie-pies.”
When the elevator doors opened, Buff Frog was just pulling up to the curb in a pickup truck. His side window was open, so Marco greeted him the moment he turned off the engine.
“Hey, Buff Frog! I didn’t know you could drive!”
“Hello, Karate Boy,” the green monster replied as he stepped out of the truck and was immediately seized in a hug by Star. “Seemed like good idea to learn. Internal combustion engine more reliable than invisible goats.” Then, still in Star’s embrace, he looked down at her and said, “Very nice to see you too, Star Girl.”
Star unwrapped her arms from around Buff Frog’s generous midsection and asked, “So what brings you here? You want a tour of the palace? It’s pretty awesome.”
“Would enjoy tour when time permits,” Buff Frog replied. “But today, am just here to bring you these.”
He turned around and retrieved five plain wooden boxes from the truck’s passenger seat. The boxes were of various shapes and sizes.
“This one for Karate Boy—excuse, King Karate Boy,” Buff Frog said, and handed Marco the box at the top of the stack.
The box was long and skinny, and it had a white sticky-label with “King Marco” written on it with a Sharpie. Marco put the box down on the hood of Buff Frog’s pickup and opened it.
“Whoa,” he said, lifting a samurai-type sword out of the box. “This looks just like my old sword! The one I had to give back to the Neverzonians.”
“When possible,” Buff Frog replied, “I make weapon user knows.”
Star, meanwhile, had retrieved a somewhat shorter box that had her name on it. She opened it and took out a morningstar whose circular head was ringed with spikes.
“It feels kinda like my old wand,” Star said, raising the weapon. “Nice!”
Marco was about to feel the leading edge of his sword’s blade with his thumb when Buff Frog said, “Do not touch. Edge very sharp.” Then he turned to Star, who was about to touch one of the spikes on her morningstar, and said, “And points very pointy.” Star pulled her hand away.
Buff Frog then handed boxes to Jackie and Arms. Arms opened her long, flat box to find a set of four matching curved daggers.
“Nice,” she said, holding two of them up. “They’re just like the ones my dad used in the Second Corn War.”
“You guys had a corn war?” Star asked. Then she blinked. “You guys had at least two corn wars?”
“There’s a lot that happened on my side of Mewni that you probably never heard about,” Arms replied.
Jackie’s box was similar in length and width to Arms’ but was somewhat taller. And the contents were more of a surprise.
“My weapon is a skateboard?” Jackie said, lifting it out of the box. The board was blue with a sea-green stripe down the middle, and the wheels were the same sea-green.
“Yes,” Buff Frog replied, “but not ordinary skateboard. Drop flat on ground.”
Jackie held the board horizontally and let it drop so that all four wheels hit the ground at once. A dagger-like blade sprang from the front of the board, and two long, ice-skate-like blades shot out from the sides, making the board about four inches wider—and a lot deadlier.
“Whoa,” Jackie said. “It’s a…blade-board.”
“As I say,” Buff Frog said, “I make weapons user knows.”
Janna’s box was long, flat, and vaguely coffin-shaped. She opened it to find a wicked-looking double-headed axe topped with a spike.
“Sweet!” she shouted. “It’s just like the one my character uses in Dungeon Penetrators 3!”
Star looked at Buff Frog. “How did you know Janna plays that game?”
“Lydia is called Oracle for reason,” the green monster replied.
“So,” Marco said as he inspected his sword’s blade, “these all seem kinda…deadly.”
“Weapons not for killing unless necessary,” Buff Frog explained. “Main purpose to make contact between special metal in weapon and Possessed person’s blood. Oracle say this will weaken possession, neutralize enemy.”
“So we have to cut the bad guys, or puncture them, but not too deep,” Star replied.
“Correct,” Buff Frog said. Then he got back into the truck. “I go now; must make more of special metal for next brides’ weapons. See you again soon.”
“Bye, Buff Frog!” Star shouted, waving as he drove off.
***
“So,” Marco said as he and the girls stepped off the elevator into the palace hall, all holding their boxes, “you guys want to try these babies out, or-”
“Actually,” Jackie said, blushing and propping her wooden box against the wall, “before we do that…I was hoping we could try these babies out.”
She pulled up her white sweater-top and newly purchased sports bra simultaneously to flash the group her breasts, which had grown to the size of grapefruits. She’d been anxious to share them with Marco and with her fellow brides since she’d woken up that morning and seen their new dimensions.
“Oh my gosh, Jackie,” Star exclaimed, “your boobs are getting bigger by the day! I mean, all of ours are, but especially yours. You look amazing!”
“Thanks,” Jackie said, blushing more deeply and putting her top back down before squeezing her breasts between her upper arms. “I really like them. Not just the way they look, but how good they feel when they’re touched…Oh, gosh, now I’m thinking about it…”
She sidled up to Marco and conspicuously rubbed her breasts against his upper arm.
“Um, hi, Jackie,” he said with an uncertain smile.
Pressing her breasts harder against Marco’s arm, Jackie leaned her head next to his.
“Can we go to the bedroom so you can feel me up, Marco?” she breathed into his ear. “I need it.”
With an awkward grin, Marco replied, “I don’t think I can say no to that.”
He, Jackie, and the other girls went into the bedroom and put their boxes along the wall. The moment Jackie’s hands were free, the blonde girl pulled off her top and bra and presented her breasts with their erect nipples to Marco.
Marco squeezed Jackie’s breasts gently, then felt them all over before teasing her increasingly thick nipples to attention with his fingertips. As Marco pleasured her breasts, Jackie moaned increasingly loudly—louder than Marco would have expected, given that he hadn’t yet so much as touched Jackie below the waist.
“Oh, God,” Jackie panted as Marco gave her breasts and his hands a short break. “They’re so sensitive now…It feels amazing when you touch them…”
A grin broke out on her face as she had an idea. “Hey, do you wanna give me a titty-fuck?”
“A what?” Marco replied.
“Oh, come on, Marco,” Janna said. “You know what she means.”
“Yeah,” Star added with a grin. “You put your big ol’ Polo-pole between her boobies and hump away.”
“Oh,” Marco replied, feeling sheepish for not knowing this when it seemed like all the girls did. “Well, that does, uh, sound like fun.”
They all hurried to the bedroom, where everyone quickly stripped naked. Then Jackie lay back on the bed and looked at Marco.
“Just straddle my stomach and-” she again used her upper arms to squeeze her breasts together “-stick your love-log right between my girls.”
“But,” Star added, “we can’t let a good Marco-load go to waste. So when you get close, you need to stick it inside her before you blow.”
“Oh, definitely,” Jackie agreed breathily.
“Sounds good to me!” Marco replied.
He mounted the bed, then Jackie’s flat stomach, which felt warm and soft and smooth against his ass and thighs. But that sensation was nothing compared to the magnificent one he felt when he laid his already-hard cock between Jackie’s big tits and she squeezed them together to envelop him. They were so very soft, yet they held his member firmly, lovingly, desirously. It was as though they were responding to and expressing what Jackie was feeling. Maybe they were.
“Wait!” Star cried, looking intently at Marco’s member. “I definitely see some new length here. Janna, grab me the ruler!”
Janna opened the nightstand drawer, took out the wooden ruler she and Star had bought for exactly this purpose, and handed it to Star. She lifted up Marco’s cock and put the ruler alongside it.
“Whoo-hoo, Polo’s a nine-iron now!” she exclaimed. Then, with a grin, she tucked Marco’s shaft back down in between Jackie’s breasts.
Marco might not have had prior knowledge of titty-fucking, but it was obvious what he needed to do next. He put his hands on Jackie’s breasts, helping her squeeze them together around his shaft, which made her moan. Then he pushed his hips forward and pulled back. The sensation of his cock sliding between Jackie’s big, soft tits was just lovely, so he began thrusting slowly. Jackie looked up at him with an open-mouthed smile.
“Ohhhh,” she sighed, “that feels good. I don’t even know why, it just does.”
“Feels pretty great to me, too,” Marco said, smiling back at her and continuing to pump.
Marco was loving this new activity. Not only did Jackie’s breasts feel amazing around his cock as he moved it forward and back between them, but seeing the look of near-bliss on Jackie’s face while he pumped her awesome boobs was amazing, too.
“Don’t people usually use lube for this?” Janna asked the other girls.
“I dunno,” Star replied, her eyes glued to the action on the bed. “But these two don’t seem to need anything but flesh on flesh.”
“Speaking of flesh,” Arms said, moving up between Star and Janna and putting an arm around their shoulders, “do you guys like hand stuff?”
Before either girl could answer, Arms’ four hands were sliding up under Janna’s T-shirt and down the back of Star’s dress to undo both girls’ bras simultaneously. Arms pulled the bras off and flung them away like they were part of some magic trick, then quickly got down to the business of feeling both girls up under their clothes, her fingertips lightly stroking the surface of each breast and then beginning to toy with their nipples.
Star, her face turning a bit pink, said, “You’re, uh, you’re good at that.”
“Yeah,” Janna agreed, already starting to breathe a bit heavily. “That’s, that’s really…nice…”
“Then get naked and lie down on either side of me,” Arms said, pulling her own dress up and off, then quickly stripping off her underclothing and lying down on the bed. “I wanna show you both a good time.”
Meanwhile, Jackie was looking up at Marco and panting through her parted lips in time with his thrusts. Her face, her neck, and the tops of her substantial breasts were flushed with arousal.
It was clear to Marco that Jackie wasn’t just letting him titfuck her for his pleasure alone; she was genuinely enjoying it, maybe even more than he was. Which gave Marco an idea of how to increase her enjoyment further. As he continued holding her breasts around his cock, he used the tips of his thumbs to lightly rub her thick, shell-pink nipples.
“Oh, yes,” Jackie moaned, closing her eyes. “Yes, please, Marco…keep touching my nipples…it feels so good…”
“Wow,” Star said, her hand sliding of its own accord up onto her own breast and beginning to caress it.
Star was lying between Arms and Jackie, and she was very much enjoying being fingered by her fellow Mewnian ex-princess while watching Marco slide his cock between Jackie’s increasingly impressive boobs.
Seeing how much Jackie was enjoying herself, Star realized that something similar was happening with Arms. As the four-armed girl played with Star’s pussy with two hands while finger-fucking Janna’s pussy and asshole with the other two, Arms was moaning, panting, and squirming as though she were the recipient and not the provider of this treatment.
“Harder, Marco,” Jackie gasped. “Fuck my tits harder.”
Marco was happy to comply. He pumped Jackie’s breasts fast and hard, making them jiggle like crazy and causing Jackie to moan loudly. The sight, sound, and feel of it all began to overwhelm him.
“Jackie,” Marco gasped, “I’m…gonna…shoot…soon…Need to…put it…inside you…”
Suddenly, having Marco’s cock inside her was the only thing in the world that Jackie wanted.
“Marco, put it in me, put it in me now,” she babbled as she spread her legs wide. “I can’t wait another second, put it in, put it in, put it in!”
With agility born of both long physical training and intense desire, the kneeling Marco took a big hop backward and landed on his knees between Jackie’s wide-open legs. Then, holding his cock at the base to aim it at her entrance, he essentially fell on top of her and shoved deep inside her as he fell.
Jackie threw her head back as she screamed, “OhJesusGodfuckyes!”
As recently as three days ago, Jackie would never have believed that she was capable of experiencing such intense pleasure. As Marco began fucking her vigorously, not only did she feel intense stimulation in her pussy—especially now that Marco could fuck it deeper and stretch it wider, putting indirect rhythmic pressure on her clit in the process—but the wild jiggling of her breasts as he pounded her was pleasurable in and of itself. The only thing better would be-
“Oh!” Jackie cried as Marco seized her tits in both hands and begun squeezing them as he fucked her. Having his hands holding and fondling her breasts as his big cock plunged deep into her pussy felt better than anything.
Star, Janna, and Arms had sat up to watch this scene even as Arms continued pleasuring the other two girls with her four skillful hands.
“Wow,” Janna panted. “I bet Marco’s got a big load built up from all that titty-fucking.”
“Yeah,” Star said. “He’s gonna shoot so hard in her…”
“Uh-huh,” Arms agreed. “He’s gonna paint the inside of her womb white.”
During Arms’ time at St. Olga’s, after the removal of Miss Heinous, the four-armed princess had acquired, through study and practice, a great deal of skill in pleasuring both herself and other girls—often at the same time. But she’d never experienced what she was experiencing now. When she fondled Star and Janna’s breasts, or rubbed their clits, or finger-fucked their holes, it was like she could feel their pleasure through her fingertips, flowing up her arms and into her body such that she could feel every shock of erotic delight that they felt, in the same part of her body where they felt it.
It’s like a sexual superpower, Arms thought in between twinges of pleasure. Do we all have one? That would explain Jackie’s breast thing, and Janna’s anal thing.
Arms might have given this possibility more consideration, but her capacity for coherent thought vanished when Star, who was squeezing one of her own breasts with one hand, reached down with the other one and started fingering Arms’ clit the way Arms was fingering hers. At the same time, Janna also reached down between Arms’ thighs and started playing with her pussyhole. When that entrance proved to be quite slick and ready for penetration, Janna used some of Arms’ natural lube to wet a second finger and insert it just slightly into Arms’ asshole, toying with it and her pussy-entrance simultaneously. Arms moaned loudly.
“Aaaaah!” Jackie cried, bucking wildly beneath Marco. “Aaah! Aaah! AAAAAAH!”
“NNNGGGH!” Marco grunted bestially, and shot his seed up into Jackie’s welcoming womb.
When Marco finished, he pulled out of Jackie, who lay there with a silly smile on her face and holding her breasts in her hands. But Marco had little time to admire his blonde fiancée's postcoital beauty, because a moment later, Star turned over and got up on all fours, presenting her pussy to him doggy style. Not needing to speak to express her desire, Star began sucking one of Arms’ breasts as Arms continued to rub Star’s clit.
Even though Star was very anxious to get fucked, she was surprised when he got up on his knees behind her and plunged right into her without taking even a moment’s rest. It seemed that his sexual endurance was increasing along with his cock size.
“Ah!” Star cried. Then she started to move her petite ass in time with Marco’s thrusts, which he was making at exactly the right pace for Star’s considerable level of horniness.
Janna, who was now finger-fucking both of Arms’ holes as the four-armed princess did the same to Janna, kept it up as she sat up and then leaned sideways across Arms’ body to kiss Star deeply. Star eagerly reciprocated, and Marco’s thrusts caused Star to tongue-fuck Janna’s mouth, which made it feel even more amazing. And then Arms pushed a second finger into Janna’s asshole.
“Mmmph!” Janna squealed into Star’s mouth. “MMMMMMPH!”
“Ah- ah- AAAAAH!” Arms cried, Janna’s orgasm arcing like lightning through Arms’ hand, arm, and torso to trigger Arms’ own climax.
Star broke off her kiss with Janna and screamed in ecstasy, and the pulsing tightness of her pussy around Marco’s shaft made him cum, too.
“Wow,” Arms panted as they all lay splayed across the bed. “Finger-fucking you guys and getting finger-fucked at the same time feels incredible.”
“Guess we’ll have to do more of that,” Janna replied slyly, laying her head on Arms’ flat stomach.
***
When they had all showered and dressed, Star looked at her phone—these days connected to the wireless network instead of using pixie magic—and saw a text message.
“Hey guys,” Star said, “Tom wants to come hang out tomorrow. Everybody cool with that?”
“Sure!” Marco replied. “It’s been a while. I don’t even really know what he’s been up to since the Smoosh.”
“He’s mostly just chilling, getting used to the no-magic thing,” Janna said, not having previously volunteered this information or even mentioned to the others that she’d hung out with Tom a few days earlier. “Oh, and he asked me out. I had to tell him I was taken.”
Marco found himself fuming inwardly; this was going to make Tom’s visit awkward to say the least. Which was probably why Janna was only just springing this on them now, for the lulz. Or else she just didn’t care.
At that point, Wigburn appeared. Eying the weapon boxes on the floor, he said, “Your Highnesses, a special vault has been constructed for the storage of your weapons. Perhaps you would like to place them there until you are ready to use them.”
The vault had its own room just down the hall. The interior was the size of a walk-in closet, the door appeared to be two inches of solid steel, and the combination was a four-digit number that Marco and the girls had to set on the vault’s keypad so that only they would know it. But before everyone could actually put their weapons in the vault, Marco held up a hand.
“Having a place to keep the weapons is great,” Marco said, “but we’re also going to need a place to train with them. I mean, assuming that all of this is actually going to save the world somehow.”
Star rolled her eyes. Much as she loved Marco, his irrational skepticism in the face of the obvious was starting to grate on her. But before she could say anything, Wigburn reappeared.
“The staff has anticipated your needs in this regard, Your Highness,” he said. “Please follow me. And bring your new armaments, if you wish.”
He led them down the hall and up some stone stairs to the second floor, then across a wide hallway to a pair of wooden double doors. He pulled these open to reveal a large room with a wood floor and a great many pieces of equipment, including padded training dummies and a rack of wooden practice weapons.
“Niiice,” Marco said. “This place is better than the dojo!”
“Well,” Star replied, “you’d kind of hope that a training hall built for the royal family would have a little more going for it than a strip-mall karate school. No offense.”
“Eh, none taken,” Marco replied, shrugging.
“Nice,” Jackie said. Dropping her blade-board on the floor and making its sharp parts spring forth, she added, “Can’t wait to try out my new board on this floor.”
Janna hefted her axe and said, “And I can’t wait to try this baby on one of those dummies. Off with their heads!”
She ran at one of the dummies and took a swing. She missed its head entirely, and the axe-blade bit into its shoulder instead.
“It’s not exactly like using a joystick,” Janna said neutrally. Then she shouted again and charged at a different dummy.
“All right,” Arms said to the others as she unsheathed her quartet of curved daggers. “Less gabbing, more stabbing!”
She ran at one of the practice dummies and began slashing at it. The others followed suit.
***
Half an hour later, the five teenagers collapsed, sweating and panting, onto a set of chairs in the corridor outside the training hall.
“Wow,” Marco breathed, “I think I’m…out of shape…”
“Next time,” Jackie panted, “we should probably…have weapons practice…before the…crazy naked sex…”
Wigburn arrived with a tray of glasses and a crystal pitcher of water, then poured a glass for each of them.
“Well,” Star said after emptying her glass, “now that we’ve had our exercise, maybe we ought to talk about finding Bride Number Five.”
“We totally should,” Jackie replied. “Got anybody in mind?”
“Jeez, I dunno,” Star replied. “I mean, if Kelly was here, she’d be a great choice; she’s a terrific fighter, and she was pretty into Marco for a while there.” Before Marco could respond, Star pointed at him and added, “Don’t try to deny it, Marco.”
“No, no, I’ll stipulate to that one,” Marco replied. “We did kiss a couple of times. But Kelly’s stuck in her own dimension, right?”
“Right,” Star sighed. “So, any other ideas?”
“Not right now,” Marco replied.
“Me neither,” said Arms.
“I’ve got nothing,” Jackie said.
Janna, leaning back in her chair, said, “How ‘bout Marco’s hot mom?”
“Janna!” Marco exclaimed as the other girls looked at Janna with a mix of puzzlement and horror.
“C’mon, we were all thinking it,” Janna said.
“Pretty sure I wasn’t,” Marco replied.
“Well,” Arms cut in, “I say we go clubbing tonight.”
“Hey, that’s a good idea,” Jackie said. “There’s a new teen dance club downtown; it might be a good place to spot bride-candidates.”
Quickly, Arms said, “Uh, yeah, that’s why I suggested it. It wasn’t because I seriously need to bust a move or anything.”
Star added, “And now that we’re going to be the Royal Family of Mewth, or Earni, or whatever we’re calling it-”
“We should call it Susan,” Janna cut in.
“-then we should get out among the people,” Star finished. “Besides, it’s been a while since I shook my groove thing.”
“I’m down with that,” Janna said.
“What do you think, Marco?” Jackie asked.
Marco wasn’t nearly as big into dancing as Star was, but he had decided long before the Smoosh that he was happy enough to do it now and then for Star’s sake. Plus, he was outvoted, anyway.
“Sure, why not?” he replied.
***
An hour later, after Marco and the girls showered and primped, Eddie dropped them off in front of Fusion, Echo Creek’s new youth-oriented dance club. They didn’t attract a lot of attention when they first entered the club, but after a few minutes on the dance floor, Marco noticed that other kids were starting to gawk at them as though they were celebrities. And by the time the five teens had grabbed a table and ordered some non-alcoholic cocktails, they had drawn a crowd.
“Hey, guys!” shouted dark-skinned, blue-eyed Andrea. She was in the front of a group of teens whom Marco recognized as most of Echo Creek’s cheer squad. Although he noticed that Brittney Wong was not among them.
“Hey, Star!” Echo Creek quarterback Justin Armberg called. “We miss you at school!”
As Marco waved hello to everyone who caught his eye, he began to see signs of a disturbance in the crowd. Soon, he realized that it was because someone was pushing their way through, trying to get to where Marco and the girls were, even though that was what everyone else was trying to do, too.
And then, directly in front of the five teens, a familiar figure appeared—one with black-rimmed glasses and a huge head of green hair.
“KELLY?” they all exclaimed.
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