"What do you mean I can't enter?!"
The shrill screams could be heard from half a mile away, everyone within earshot flinching in fear. Fortunately for most, they weren't the poor Toad who the screams were being directed at.
"I-I'm so s-sorry, Miss Wapeach! B-But this tournament is doubles only! You need a partner to compete!"
"A partner?! This is discrimination against people who don't have friends! …N-Not that I'm one of them, of course!"
Wapeach stomped her left foot in anger before storming off. The Toad clerk let out a sigh of relief, thankful he had made it out of that exchange with his cap still attached. He had heard the horror of stories of what Wapeach had done to people with her axe and he certainly didn't want to become one of those stories!
"I can't believe this! A doubles only tournament?! She must have made that rule specifically to prevent me from entering, knowing that I'm friend challenged!!"
Wapeach cursed Peach's name, believing that the fair Mushroom Kingdom princess had it out for her, despite Peach barely knowing that Wapeach even existed.
Wapeach continued to stew in anger, everyone in her path quickly moving aside, hoping to avoid becoming a victim of her rage.
"Well, fine! If a partner is what I need, then I'll just find a partner! It's not like one needs to be friends with their partner! I'm sure there are plenty of other players like me who don't have someone to pair up with! I bet said players will be tripping over themselves to partner up with a skilled beauty like me!"
With her anger giving way to a determined smile, Wapeach headed to the courts, believing that to be the best place to look for a tennis partner. Sure enough, plenty of players were there. Surely one of them would be willing to be her partner!
Alas, Wapeach soon learned that finding a partner would not be so easy, especially when your reputation was as poor as hers. Many players already had partners, and those that didn't made panicked excuses to not team up with the royal menace. One Toad even went so far as to break his own arm to escape the fate of partnering with Wapeach. Naturally, Wapeach was left fuming, storming through the courts in another huff.
"What is wrong with these people?! You'd think they would at least consider my offer before rejecting me! Well, whatever! I didn't want to partner up with any of those peons anyway! None of them were good enough to be my partner! They could beg me all they want and I'd still say no! Besides, I'm sure I'll find my perfect partner any second now!"
Any second soon turned to any minute, gradually growing closer to any hour. Wapeach's fragile self-confidence was beginning to crumble, and desperation was starting to set in. She needed a partner, and at this point, she'd take anyone!
*Thwock*
The sound of a tennis ball being smacked by a racket echoed into Wapeach's ear, stopping her in her tracks. She shifted her gaze to the court that the sound had originated from. It was there that she spotted you, practicing with a tennis ball launcher. The bratty blonde watched you train, taking note of your superb form and technique.
"He's good... VERY good! He's almost as good as me! Almost..."
*Thwock*
"Yes… I think his skillset would complement mine quite well…"
*Thwock*
"Looks wise he's pretty unremarkable, but that's perfect! Someone handsome would steal attention from me, and partnering with an uggo could ruin my rep!"
*Thwock*
"A skilled partner who's painfully average looking. He's perfect!"
Wapeach patiently waited for you to finish your set. The moment you stopped to take a breather; she marched out onto the court.
"Hey, you! Got a minute?"
You paused your consumption of water to cast your gaze towards the diminutive girl marching towards you.
"I was watching you practice and I must say that you have some small modicum of talent!"
"Oh? Thanks!" you replied, always happy to receive a compliment, as shoddy as that particular one was.
"But where are my manners? My name is Wapeach! Doubtless you've heard of me?"
"Sure." You lied.
"And I'm sure you've heard of the upcoming tournament that bitc- I mean, that Princess Peach is holding?"
"Yeah, everyone's talking about it."
"Well, the tournament's doubles only and I just so happen to be looking for a partner? What say you? Interested in partnering with the great Wapeach?"
"No thanks."
Wapeach performed a pratfall, completely thrown off by your instant blunt refusal.
"No thanks?! Why not?!"
"Tournaments aren't really my thing. I just play tennis for fun and to stay in shape."
For fun? To stay in shape? Did you forget to include the thrill of winning and the joy of crushing your enemies on your list? Because those were the only two reasons on Wapeach's personal list, and she assumed everyone else's lists too!
"Well, I better get going. Thanks again for the offer. I'll see you around!"
You began to walk away but Wapeach wasn't giving up so easily. She needed a partner and she knew it had to be you!
Wapeach raced after you, latching onto your left arm, bringing you to a halt.
"H-Hey?! Let go of me!"
"No! Please partner up with me!"
Wapeach was desperate. She had been rejected one too many times today. There was no way she could accept one more, especially from her ideal partner! She had to convince you, even if it meant begging.
"Please give me a chance! I know we'll make an awesome team!"
"I… d-don't care! Now let go!"
"Please! I'll do anything you want! Just be my partner for this tournament!"
You paused your struggling, going quiet.
"Anything?"
Wapeach nodded, her eyes sparkling as she realised that she had finally gotten your attention.
"Yes! I'll do anything you want! Just name it!"
You cast your gaze down from her beaming face, landing on her chest. She was surprisingly stacked for her height, her large bosoms squishing against your arm. The rest of her figure was nice too.
…
Maybe you would partner up with her after all, provided she made it worth your while…
"Okay. I'll partner up with you."
Wapeach could barely contain her excitement! She had finally found a partner!
"But you have to do something for me first!"
This request did nothing to quell her excitement.
"Sure thing! I'll do whatever you want! A genius such as I can handle anything with ease!"
With your lips curling into a smirk, you led the boastful brat off the court towards one of the storage sheds. You gestured for her to enter first which she did without question. You followed in after her, closing the door behind you.
Wapeach's eyes surveyed the storage shed's interior. She wondered if you were going to ask her to help you tidy it up. Cleaning has never been a chore that Wapeach enjoyed, the poor state of her bedroom being clear proof of that. But if this was what it took to get you to be her partner, Wapeach supposed she could handle a little cleaning.
"Alright. If you want me to partner up with you, there's something I'll need you to take care of for me first."
"Sure thing! Whatever it is, I will handle it!"
You smirked at her smug grin. You were eager to see what expression the brat wore once she learned what you were actually going to ask of her.
"Okay. I want you to take care of… This!"
You yanked your tennis shorts down with a single motion, allowing your erect cock to spring out. Wapeach went silent, just staring at your now exposed phallus for several seconds, her face void of any emotion. Once her mind had finished rebooting, her face turned beat red as it twisted into horrified disgust.
"EW!!! Why are you showing me that ugly thing!"
"I'm pretty fatigued after all my training and could use some relief. If you can help me with that then I'll happily be your partner for the tournament!"
"As if! I'd never go near such a putrid thing!"
"Fine then." You shrugged as you bent down to pull your shorts back up. You then turned to leave the shed.
"W-Wait a sec! Where are you going?!"
"I told you my terms. If you're not going to agree to them then I no longer have any business here."
"But… surely we can come up with some other arrangement? Isn't there anything else you want?"
"Nope." You said bluntly.
You stood near the exit with your back to Wapeach. You didn't leave, instead waiting to see if she'd change her mind. A quick glance over your shoulder allowed you to see her face twisted in deep thought. She was seriously contemplating your deal. Looks like she was as desperate as you thought she was.
"So… if I… take care of your… thing… you'll really be my partner?"
"Yep. I promise." You replied, keeping one hand on the door.
Wapeach shifted in place, boots rubbing together as she fiddled with her hands. She bit her lower lip before taking a deep breath. Raising her head, she looked you dead in the eyes, her expression telling you that she had come to a decision.
"Fine! I'll do it! But you better make sure we win!"
You promised her that you'd give your all. Closing the distance between the two of you, Wapeach dropped to her knees, putting her at eye level with your crotch. She eyed up your tented shorts as you gripped your waistband, tugging your shorts down just enough that gravity would handle the rest. Your shorts feel to your ankles, allowing your hardened rod and heavy balls to flop out. Your cock cast a shadow over Wapeach's face as she stared up at your phallus with awe, it being quite clear that this was her fast time seeing a dick up close.
"I didn't know men's things could get this big…" she whispered to herself, gulping down her saliva as her eyes travelled up and down the underside of your penis.
Gathering her courage, she gingerly raised her right hand towards your throbbing dick. She touched it, quickly pulling her hand away when your dick twitched back from the contact.
"Gross…" she muttered.
"Come on now, we don't have all day."
"Don't rush me!" she snapped back. Her attitude was starting to get on your nerves.
Wapeach reached for your dick once more, this time not pulling away as she wrapped her hand around the base of your member. She slowly moved her hand up your length, stopping just shy of touching the tip before gliding her hand back down to your pelvis. She would repeat this motion a few more times. It felt nice, but at the rate she was going, it would take forever for you to blow your load. Looks like you might have to take matters into your own hands.
Reaching down, you grabbed hold of Wapeach by her shoulders, startling the brat.
"H-Hey?! What do you think you're-UMPH?!"
Wapeach's complaints were cut off as you pushed your cock into her gaping mouth. Her eyes became as wide as saucers as you shoved your entire length past her soft lips, your tip poking into the back of her throat. You then reared your hips back, withdrawing all but the head of your cock, your shaft now glistening with Wapeach's saliva, before shoving it back in.
Keeping a firm hold on Wapeach's shoulders, you began to face-fuck the spoilt brat. All her complaints came out muffled as she weakly tried to push you off. The scent of your cock, sweaty from your workout, wafted up her nose. Wapeach felt herself becoming dizzy from your musk, her body becoming weaker, lessening her ability to put up a fight.
"You know… *grunt* you're a lot… *gasp* cuter… *groan* when you're… *moan* not talking!"
Wapeach let out another muffled noise, likely taking offence to your comment. You kept fucking her mouth like there was no tomorrow, the heat in your loins quickly building to a crescendo. Your heavy balls, full of spunk, drew closer to your body, ready to expel their sticky load down this brat's throat. With one final thrust, you held Wapeach's head tightly against your body, her little button nose digging into your pelvis as your cock began to let loose like an out of control fire hose inside her mouth. Wapeach let out numerous muffled cries as her mouth was pumped full of your cum, the bratty princess soon left with no choice but to swallow the thick, salty chunks. The noises from her effortful swallowing were music to your ears, managing to extract a couple more spurts from your dick.
Once your ejaculation had finally petered out, you released your hold on Wapeach. She fell back onto the floor, head lolling to one side as she gasped for breath, her stacked chest heaving prominently.
"Phew! I really needed that!" you declared in a joyful tone, the exhaustion from your training having melted away.
Wapeach didn't respond, still too out of it to be aware of her surroundings. You glanced at her face, her eyes glazed over and her mouth hanging open as it took in deep breaths of air. Your gaze then travelled lower, noticing that her spread apart legs had caused Wapeach's dress to rise somewhat, exposing her black panties that were adorned with a white skull on the front. The sight of the brat in this state put a pause on your erection's wilting, causing it to do a 180 and bloat back up to full mast. Looks like Wapeach's end of the bargain hadn't been fulfilled just yet!
Crouching down, you carefully scooped Wapeach up into your arms. You carried the delirious girl over to a table in the back, laying her down on her back with her legs left hanging off the edge. Snaking your hands under her dress, you gently whisked her panties down her legs, removing them from her person before tucking them into your pocket. Spreading apart her legs, you eyed up Wapeach's pussy, her sex dripping with desire. You were feeling awfully thirsty after your training. Time for a drink!
Falling to your knees, you moved in closer to her snatch, taking in Wapeach's scent. Licking your lips, you dove in, planting your mouth upon her mound. The sudden intimate contact jolted Wapeach back into awareness. She sat up on her elbows, glancing down her body, spying the top of your head between her thighs.
"H-Hey?! What are you-MMPH?!"
Wapeach was cut off, throwing her head back as your tongue darted out your mouth and lapped against her wet labia. You held tightly ono Wapeach's thighs to prevent her from squirming around too much as you began to eat her out. The blonde-haired brat cooed and awed as you licked away at her pussy lips, wracking her body with pleasures she had never known. Your tongue soon began worming its way between her folds, discovering Wapeach's entrance whereupon it dove inside. You lapped at her untouched walls, drinking up every droplet of her nectar that you could find.
[N-No… I don't… ah… This is… gross… so… w-why… does it… feel good?]
Wapeach's mind was turned into a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts. A part of her wanted to leave, to forget all about making you her partner. And yet another part of her yearned to remain where she was, to experience these new feelings to their fullest and see where they would bring her.
Her legs began to clamp around your head, locking you in place. Her voice was growing higher and higher in pitch as her juices continued to flow nonstop. You could tell she was getting close. She was on the edge of an orgasm, and you were determined to get her there.
Letting loose one final barrage of licks on her engorged clit, Wapeach's back arched, rising off the table as she screamed at the top of her lungs. Her legs pulled you into her pussy, leaving you unable to avoid having your face drenched in her cum. You continued licking away at the insides of her pussy, Wapeach instinctively humping your face, trying to help your tongue reach just a tiny bit deeper inside her. When at last her orgasm finally ended, Wapeach lost all of her strength. Her legs went limp, allowing you to finally pull away and stand up. You grabbed the chest of your shirt, using it to dry your face as you gazed down at the mouthy brat. She was once again left in a state of near total incognizance.
"I hope you enjoyed that my little princess because it's time to move onto the final set!"
Pushing her legs apart, you grabbed your dick and pointed it towards Wapeach's pussy. You traced the tip up and down her slit, the contact rousing Wapeach from her stupor. Her eyes drifted down her body, widening upon landing on your cock, seeing it poking against her pussy. She knew exactly what you were planning to do.
"W-Wait… H-Hold on… I'm not rea-"
You thrusted forward, sinking the first couple of your inches inside Wapeach's pussy. Once again, her head was thrown back as her face twisted in pain as her maidenhood was taken from her. You gritted your teeth, squeezing down on Wapeach's thighs as you tried to adjust to the immense tightness of her pussy. You tried to pull out, a task that proved surprisingly difficult, due to her walls clamping down on your dick, refusing to let go.
"Damn brat… She's got one clingy pussy! Poor girl's probably attention starved. Would definitely explain the attitude. Welp, better give her what she wants then!"
Managing to pull out, you readjusted your dick before slamming back in with no small amount of force, managing to sheath half of your length inside her this time. Wapeach's pussy briefly tightened from the penetration, her whole-body stiffening before relaxing once more.
You began to fuck her at a firm but steady pace. You put your back into each movement, her walls hard to part and even harder to escape from. Your hands soon reached up under her dress, grabbing onto the breasts that had been bouncing about beneath it. The mammoth orbs were soft, their flesh yielding to your kneading fingers.
Wapeach's head was swimming again, her thoughts once more a mess.
[He's fucking me… This guy is fucking me! A girl like me should be bedded by a total stud of a hottie in a fancy mansion! Instead, I'm with some guy in a storage shed! I should hate this… so why don't I?]
The shed was filled with a rhythmic set of plapping noises, loud enough to be heard by anyone if they were to pass by this shed. By this point, you had managed to sink your entire length inside Wapeach's pussy. Each of your thrusts now reached deep enough to hit her cervix, sending numerous jolts of pleasure into her womb. Wapeach's entire body had pretty much submitted to you by this point, and her mind and heart weren't far behind!
"Harder…"
Hmm? You maintained your current thrusting speed but shifted your attention to Wapeach. Her eyes had partially rolled back, the girl clearly drowning in the intense stimulation, no longer aware of what was going on. And yet a single word was quietly being repeated by her lips.
"Harder…"
She wanted it harder? Huh, seems the smug princess had finally cracked, a part of her now yearning for you to fuck her! Well, you certainly weren't going to disappoint her!
You began to put everything you had into fucking Wapeach. Each slam into her cervix caused her entire body to spasm, the table shaking beneath her. Gibberish fell from her lips as Wapeach was tossed into the throes of a powerful orgasm, her tight little cunny becoming almost vicelike on your pistoning cock. Your balls were fully loaded, ready to sow your seed. As for Wapeach's body, her ovaries were preparing one of her finest eggs, her womb ready to bear the child of the man who had pounded it into submission.
With one final series of near pelvis breaking thrusts, you pushed as deep into Wapeach as you could. With your dick spearing into the centre of her cervix, this allowed the vast bulk of your molten hot load to pour directly into her womb, flooding her brat maker with your essence. Your sperm surged into her tubes, soon discovering the little egg that had been prepared for them. Your troopers rained down like a meteor shower, pelting the delicate membrane of the ovum, until it finally broke apart, allowing one lucky sperm to swim inside, beginning the process of melding your genes together with hers.
You pulled your wilting dick out of Wapeach, taking a moment to catch your breath as you stared down at the cum-stuffed brat. She was completely unresponsive, having experienced multiple orgasms in a row during that last part.
"I was right before. She's definitely cuter when she's not speaking! Especially with that ahegao face!"
Yanking up your shorts, you decided to go find something to clean Wapeach up with. She was going to need plenty of rest if the two of you were going to win that tournament!
And win that tournament you did! You and Wapeach made for a surprisingly effective team, demolishing every opponent who went up against the two of you. You quickly made your way to the finals, where your last opponents were none other that the fair princess Peach and the legendary hero, Mario! It was a tough match, but you and Wapeach ultimately proved to be the superior team! You won the gold trophy, Wapeach unable to contain her excitement as she held her prize aloft to the cheering crowd.
After the match, you and Wapeach were alone on the court. The once bustling stadium was now empty, blanketed in the fiery red of the setting sun. Wapeach stood before you, protectively clutching her trophy as she stared up at you, her expression uncharacteristically bashful as she nervously drew circles into the ground with the toe of her left boot.
"Thanks again for being my partner!" she spoke, her face adorned with a light blush and an innocent smile, another expression you certainly never expected her to wear.
"Don't mention it. I was just holding up my end of our little bargain!"
Wapeach's face briefly went red from the mention of your little deal.
"Yeah, our bargain…"
Wapeach went quiet, as though she was in deep thought. You were about to take your leave when she suddenly spoke up again.
"Hey, um… you know, there's going to be another tournament in a month from now. Doubles only… so maybe… we could keep being partners?"
"Wapeach…"
"And I'll make it worth your while! I could even… make it worth your while right now… if you'd like?"
Wapeach lifted her trophy up a little higher. The base of the trophy caught on her dress, lifting it up and exposing her panties, stained in sweat and perhaps maybe another liquid of a more carnal origin? The diminutive girl batted her eyelashes, her face sultry, making her three for three on new expressions.
It appears you had been mistaken. She wasn't just cute when she was quiet. She was also cute when she was trying to get laid! Looks like this little partnership was going to last for a long time to come!