	The royal palace in Sarasaland stood tall and proud, if not a bit empty. Looming high over the kingdom, Princess Daisy’s room rested near the very top of the structure. Today however, instead of the usual scene of Daisy looking out her window across her kingdom, the window was empty. Instead an obscene slapping noise emanated from the princess’ chambers as Daisy entertained her guest. Princess Peach was currently face down on the bed, with her ass held as high as she could get it. She rocked back and forth as Daisy took her from behind, her huge, girthy shaft plunging into Peach with the force of a piston. The flesh of peach’s butt rippled with the force of the impacts, as Daisy panted heavily while gripping her hips. Peach gave out a low moan as the nearly two foot long cock slid in and out, it’s 4 inch thickness spreading her pussy out into a nearly full “O” shape. Daisy’s grapefruit sized balls hung low, preparing to empty themselves deep into Peach’s pussy. The veins on Daisy’s cock pulsed as it throbbed, and Daisy clenched her teeth and went to the hilt, exploding inside her fuck buddy. Peach propped herself up on her elbows and looked down to see the scene, and as Daisy continued to spasm inside her, her belly inflated, slowly but surely, until she appeared several months pregnant. Peach’s eyes rolled back into her head as the sensation of fullness caused her to orgasm and spray clear fluid all over Daisy’s cock and the sheets. After the deluge of cum had finally finished, Daisy sighed and slowly pulled herself out. Inch by inch, Peach shivered with delight as finally the gargantuan tool was removed from her. Not as big as Bowser’s but definitely big enough. With a wet pop, it was finally unsheathed, however Daisy ended the silence with an “Uh oh...” Peach tilted her head back to look at Daisy and said “What do you mean uh oh?”
“Sorry Peachy, my dick is out, but the condom isn’t.”
	Sure enough, Daisy was right. Peach rolled over in bed onto her back, leaving two wet spots on the sheets where her nipples had been. Her tits had begun squirting milk during the ravenous fucking she’d just received, and even now twin streams flowed down like rivers from atop a mountain. Peach squished her belly, slightly amused by the feel of the semen filled condom within her. She gave a terse little sigh and looked at Daisy with an incredulous look. Daisy looked back at her and shrugged, saying “Hey, I didn’t mean for this to happen.”
“True I guess… I can just stand up and let all the cum flow out, should be easy to remove it then.”
“What? No way, I don’t need two gallons of my cum on my bed or my floor. Just lie back and let me get it out.”
Peach thought about if for a moment, then lie back down to let Daisy go to work. Daisy quickly tied off the part of the condom that was exposed, then slowly but surely worked it out. The sensation was strange but pleasurable for Peach, and while Daisy worked she brought one of her leaky tits to her mouth and gulped her rich cream. Sure enough the foreign object was removed relatively quickly, and Daisy held it up for Peach to examine, “There, all done.” It was like a giant water balloon, and it took Daisy two hands to hold properly. The stench was intense; the thick, virile seed emitted an odor that made Peach insatiably horny if exposed for too long. Daisy got up and walked towards the door and dropped it into the pile of other filled condoms, eight in total. Peach finally let tit drop from her mouth and waited for Daisy to join her in bed. Daisy jogged the short distance, her balls making a distinct slapping sound as they hit her thighs. She jumped into bed and landed on her back, her flaccid penis flopping erotically as she hit the mattress. Keeping her legs closed, her balls pooled in between them, and her shaft, still considerably large even while soft, rest on her thigh. Daisy stretched out and said “I gotta tell ya Peachy, getting knocked up by Bowser did some real wonders for your figure.”
“What the heck is that supposed to mean?”
“Girl, look at you. Your ass is as fat as half of this mattress!”
	Looking down Peach was forced to admit Daisy was right, and her butt wasn’t the only thing that had changed. It was like having two basketballs for butt-cheeks with how huge they were, and the legs that were attached to them had also expanded, with thick thighs to carry around that bodacious bottom. Her hips had become the absolute maximum limit for what could be considered “normal”, and considering she had just given birth to seven babies in one sitting just a few short months ago, it was astonishing that they weren’t wider. Peach’s breasts had grown to twice their normal size, easily filling an I-cup bra on the rare occasion that one could be found. She would just go without if not for the fact that even the slightest touch, be it from a person or merely her nipples rubbing her dress fabric, would cause alabaster cream to flow from her tits. This however was nobody’s fault but hers, since Peach frequently drank her own brew straight from the tap. It was just too tasty not to. 
	As if on cue, Daisy leaned over and put her mouth on Peach’s nipple and began to suck. She was quickly rewarded with a mouthful of milk, and it came quickly and in great amounts. She put her hands on Peach’s tit and milked it in long, slow motions, gulping down each gush. Peach responded by lifting the other unoccupied prodigious breast to her own mouth and did the same, sporadically moaning with pleasure. The two of them lie there drinking milk until finally the reservoirs ran dry for the time being. Daisy released the nipple, turned to lay on her back and licked her lips, whereas Peach stopped her own suction and the breast fell back to her abdomen with a loud slapping noise. Daisy rubbed her puffed out belly, which audibly sloshed with it’s milky contents and said “I for one and glad you’re just as insatiable for this stuff as I am, otherwise those wells would have run dry a long time ago”
“I’m not sure what makes it so tasty, but if there’s one thing carrying septuplets did I actually like, it’s this.” 
“Oh please, you aren’t fooling anyone Peachy, the way you tell it you seemed to have thoroughly enjoyed the experience. Plus now you can actually take my cock to the hilt when you couldn’t before.” Peach gave her a dirty look and Daisy smiled back, but the more Peach thought about it, the more she came to realize that maybe she did like it. She quickly pushed those thoughts from her head as Daisy rolled over and sat up, rising from the bed to do some stretching. Her huge tool hung in plain view, and Peach rolled over and scooted to the edge of the bed. She cupped her hands and surprised Daisy when she grabbed her balls and started to massage them slightly. Daisy yelped and Peach giggled while she moved on and gently tugged on her flaccid cock. Daisy turned around and shot her a look of mock-anger while Peach responded with a mischievous grin. Turning away from her, Daisy said “C’mon you slut, let’s take a shower and get all this sweat and milk off of us before the bed becomes unsalvageable.” as she walked towards her bathroom. Peach rolled herself out of bed, still not used to her relatively new girth after all these months, and followed suit.
	
	The bathroom was as stately as one might expect for royalty, with a jacuzzi and a large, glass-paned shower. Daisy open the door and turned it on, feeling the water to check it’s temperature. Peach sat on the rim of the tub and looked into the mirror at herself, one more attempting to comprehend how thick she had become. Daisy called out “Water’s ready Peachy, hop in!”, and Peach did just that. The shower head was a large luxury model that sufficiently sprayed enough water to cover both of them at the same time. Daisy stood underneath it and ran her finders through her hair, the water pattering off her tits. Decently sized for an average woman, they were dwarfed by Peach’s heavy orbs. Heaving on in each arm, Peach lifted them up to wash her underboobs, and when finished released them. They hit her abdomen with a loud slap, and Daisy paused from her cleaning to eye up her partner. With a tingle in her cock, she turned to Peach and said “Hey, turn around, I’ll wash your back for you.”
“Alright, but no funny business”
“I wouldn’t dream of it” Daisy said as Peach turned around and presented her voluminous rump. 	Taking some soap,  she began to coat Peach’s back with it, giving her a subtle massage at the same time. Peach let out a low “Mmmm” as Daisy worked her way lower. Reaching her target, Daisy dropped all pretense and took two big handfuls of ass, squishing it and slapping the cheeks together. Peach gasped in surprise and turned her torso to look at Daisy, but a sudden feeling of a rod shaped object poking through her thighs made her look down to see Daisy at full mast, half of her erect monster cock poking through despite the girth of Peach’s thighs. The sheer power of the monster tool felt like it could lift her off the ground, and it twitched eagerly nestled under her pussy. With a shaky voice Peach said “D-daisy, come on. We’re supposed to be getting clean in here. Plus we don’t have any more condoms”
“Peach come on. Just a little thigh action ok? I can’t control myself when I see those fat tits of your flopping around.” Daisy said through lustful panting. 
“F-fine. Just get off and let’s be done with this” Peach said, but her own arousal was blatantly obvious to Daisy. Slowly but surely Daisy’s cock began to slide in between Peach’s legs. Facing away from her assailant as she was, Peach could see her lewd face reflected in the mirror even through the steamy shower glass, and she stifled a moan as the throbbing rod slid back and forth against her pussy, the pulsing veins acting as little bumps of pleasure. Daisy adjusted her grip and firmly grasped Peach’s hips, thrusting with renewed leverage. Over and over, until Daisy’s breath came in fevered pants and Peach’s legs began to tremble and weaken, until suddenly Daisy slid her monster completely out from between Peach’s legs and it shot strait up into the air, flopping forward until it slapped on Peach’s butt. Daisy lodged her cock between the cheeks and moved it up and down slowly. Peach turned her head to look at her, and Daisy said “I can’t take it anymore, let’s fuck bareback, I’ll pull out.”
“No! The whole point of the thigh fucking was to avoid that, we don’t have any protectioooaaah!”
	Peach’s sentence was cut short as Daisy slammed herself into Peach and kept her sword fully sheathed for a few moments. Daisy let out a loud grunt while Peach breathed in and out rapidly, short little moans escaping from her lips. The full, uncovered cock throbbed inside her, the sensations much more acute without the thick condom covering it. Each vein bulged and pulsed inside of her, and her pussy involuntarily clenched hard around Daisy’s dick. Daisy threw her head back and gasped, then after settling down for a moment, went to work. She pounded away with reckless abandon at Peach’s rear, each thrust rewarding the two with new heights of pleasure. Leaning forward, Daisy pressed her chest and tits against Peach’s back, and reached around to grab Peach’s breasts, which she began to squeeze and tug, causing milk to gush forth in great spurts. Peach could barely stand up the ecstasy was so intense, her knees were buckling under the furious action. She could feel Daisy’s huge balls slap against her inner thighs, and as her tits were milked like cow udders, Daisy used her tongue to lick her inner ear. This battery of sensations caused Peach to shout out in lusty orgasm, the gush of vaginal fluid masked by the water falling around them. In her spasms, her pussy clenched down on Daisy’s dick like a vice, and Daisy paused as she was overwhelmed by the pressure she released Peach’s tits and stood up straight and said “Puh-Peachy, let me go! I’m gonna...” but her sentence was cut off by the overload of orgasmic bliss. Daisy once again gripped Peach’s wide hips and pushed forward with all her might, and exploded inside Peach. The volume of cum was incredible, even more so than usual for a big pair of balls like Daisy’s. Peach’s womb was stuffed, her belly inflating until it appeared as though she was already pregnant. After what seemed like hours Daisy finally pulled out and fell backwards onto her ass, sitting there while the shower water pattered on her skin. Peach slowly slid down the glass pane until she was on her hands and knees, semen constantly spilling out of her vagina and going down the drain. After a few minutes, Peach turned around, facing Daisy, and said “What the hell! I told you not to go in bareback!”
“Hey, I told you I was gonna cum and I tried to pull out, it’s not my fault you locked my dick inside you!”
“Damn it… well, hopefully nothing comes of this.”
	Peach stood up on still somewhat shaky legs and said “Let’s just get this shower over with, I’m starving” Daisy stood up and jacked her cock for a few strokes, shooting out the last of the excess cum from her shaft before setting to work scrubbing her balls. The two of them finished up and got out, found some clean clothes and headed out for a bite.

	Daisy quickly came up the stairs to her room after a day’s worth of royal deliberating in the throne room. She went as fast as her heeled feet could carry her, and upon reaching the door flung it open and found exactly who she was running to see. There on the bed lay Peach, although from the angle of the door, her head was totally obscured by the enormous globe of her belly. It was truly tremendous, totally eclipsing the entirety of her upper torso when viewed head on, with the exception of her now even bigger breasts which were barely visible as they fell to the side. What WAS visible were the legs attached to the giant pregnant belly, which lead to incredibly thick thighs and gargantuan, squishy buttocks. Hearing the door open, Peach’s head peeked out from beyond her breeder dome and seeing Daisy had arrived, she slowly attempted to shift her weight to allow her to sit up. Slowly, she tilted her torso until she was lying on her side, the mass of her stuff womb now resting on the bed. Daisy stood in the doorway, eyes transfixed, for from this angle the true size of her ass was laid bare. It stretched an astonishing two feet across, it’s squishy roundness tempered by a core of muscle. Since Peach hadn’t worn proper clothes in weeks, her pussy too was totally visible from this angle. It was engorged such that the combined thickness of the labia matched the diameter of a baseball, and even on the rare occasion that Peach was not aroused it was constantly slick with moisture and radiating heat. Thick thighs beyond reason supported the ridiculous weight, firm and muscular with the power to heft the added weight her belly now added. Finally after several seconds of scooting, Peach was able to right herself to a sitting position, and her breasts jiggled a bit as they settled on top of the massive incubator. They too had swollen to unbelievable size, Daisy guessed they much have doubled if not more, each individual tit was quite literally the size of a large watermelon if not more so although the pressure of the milky cargo they carried puffed them out to a huge, full size and as such the amount of sag was at peak sexiness. Sitting there with all her femininity ballooned to these extreme proportions, she looked more like a fertility goddess statue than a normal woman.
	After watching the various jiggling masses settle into place, Daisy was pitching a tent that could fit five campers and all their stuff. Peach scratched her belly, and the inhabitants responded by peppering her with kicks. The flesh of her dome rippled as the many occupants inside made their presence known. Peach gasped and moaned, holding her belly in her arms, although it had long since grown too big for her to even reach her bellybutton. Indeed, her reach was even more limited than it was during her previous pregnancy, and standing up required either outside help or herculean effort. It’s hugeness forcibly spread her legs such that even her thighs, as unnaturally thick as they were, could not touch and walking had become a slow, thoughtful process as any ground closer than five feet became invisible to her.  Once the quivering mass quieted down, Daisy regained her thoughts and approached. Peach looked over and noticed the erection awkwardly holding up her dress and said “Jeez Daisy, not right now. Can you bring the milker over here? The pressure is getting to be a little much.” Daisy nodded and went to the corner of the room and picked up the large home milker they had bought to help Peach out. Peach had never stopped lactating after her first pregnancy, but now the milk came in gallons rather than spurts. Daisy hooked all the components up and attached the cups to Peach’s nipples and flipped the switch. Immediately thick white streams burst forth from Peach and into the reservoir of the machine. It’s five gallon tank slowly but surely began to fill up, and Peach’s breathing quickened with the pleasurable release of her tit’s ivory cargo. Daisy leaned down, her erection having subsided, and rubbed Peach’s belly asking “How’re they doing today?”
“F-fine. Mmm… all nine of them are p-pretty lively today” Peach said through several short moans. Daisy’s seed had taken even more so than Bowser’s, and the nonuplets she currently hefted around were proof of that. Peach however suspected that maybe it was more her own fertility that caused the incredible fecundity rather than the potency of her chosen partner. A small ding from the machine let the two of them know that the tank had been filled, and Peach pulled off the cups with a loud popping noise. Daisy hefted the now heavy tank over to the door, where an attendant would dispose of it later.  Daisy disrobed on the way back to the bed, leaving only her stockings, and Peach asked her “What do you do with all my milk anyway?”
“It’s disposed of, although I had one tank put in the fridge. Your milk is pretty tasty cold, but I much prefer it straight from the tap” Daisy said as she climbed into bed and crawled up behind Peach, still sitting on the edge. She slid her arms forward underneath Peach’s, rubbing her belly with one and hefting up one massive, heavy tit with the other. Tilting it up while Daisy leaned over Peach’s shoulder, she began sucking on it. Tracing her tongue in a circle around the areola, Daisy bit the nipple playfully and then put the whole thing in her mouth, sucking with reckless force. Even after the machine assisted milking, there was still cream to spare, and Daisy was rewarded with the thick sweetness. Peach was not to be left out and quickly lifted her other nipple to her own mouth, siphoning it’s remaining cargo in between moans. Daisy’s dick quickly grew to it’s full, imposing size, and despite Daisy’s crotch being some distance away from Peach’s back, the head still poked her, spreading slimy precum all over. Peach dropped her breast from her mouth, a small spray of milk landing on her belly, and said to Daisy “Ew, cut that out”
“I can’t help it, you’ve become so sexy since I knocked you up.” Daisy replied, also releasing her milky prize.
“Oh please, look at me. I’m a freak, more now that I was before. My ass takes up half of the mattress, my belly weighs two hundred pounds and I look like a science experiment with all the squirming, and my tits have become so huge I’ll never be able to wear a bra again. Not to mention my thunder thighs… or thunderstorm thighs...” Peach said, pinching her girth with a dejected look. Daisy hopped up from the bed and stood in front of her, her throbbing cock right in her face. She put her hands on her hips and with a stern look said “Peach, look at my dick. See how huge it is? Nobody can get me this rock hard but you, and seeing you bloated with my babies just makes me adore you that much more.”
“Aww… thanks Daisy.”
	Daisy leaned down and gave Peach a big kiss, then rose again with her weapon pointed at the same place it was before and said “Now, give me some service with those fat tits of yours, since now they’re big enough to do paizuri.” Peach happily obeyed and lifted up her boobs with some effort, and daisy placed her thick cock in between, it resting slightly on Peach’s pregnant volume. Peach slapped her tits together and Daisy gasped as a good chunk of her penis vanished from sight. She began to thrust, and Peach used both of her arms up to the elbows to hold her breasts in place. Daisy’s crown poked through at the top of her motion, and Peach had an idea. “Hold on Daisy” she said, “Put your dick to where the head is near my mouth, I’ll do the moving”. Panting slightly, Daisy complied and moved her shaft such that the tip was mere centimeters away from Peach’s mouth. With it in place, Peach jiggled her tits up and down the shaft to stimulate Daisy, while using her mouth to give her a blowjob. Blowjob might not have been the right word, since the sheer size of it meant Peach couldn’t fit it in her mouth, but as she worked her bust up and down Daisy’s length, she flicked her tongue across the head, kissing it and covering it with saliva as best she could. Peach also squeezed her nipples, causing more milk to squirt out, coating Daisy’s cock with additional lubricant. Gosh, I don’t think I’ll ever run out of this stuff no matter how much I milk myself she thought as Daisy’s breathing quickened and became erratic. Her cock began to pulse inside Peach’s cleavage and suddenly Daisy reached out and grabbed the back of Peach’s head, which took some slight bending over and the full extension of her arms, and blasted a load of cum into her mouth. Since the two of them hadn’t had sex in a few days, the volume was much greater than normal, and Daisy’s balls noticeably shrank as rope after rope of thick ejaculate spewed into Peach’s mouth. Peach attempted to pull away but couldn’t and tried to gulp it down as best she could, her titanic belly swelling even more so with the addition of Daisy’s wad. Soon enough Daisy let go of her head and pulled away, and two lines of cum drooled from Peach’s mouth as she flopped backwards onto the bed, gasping for breath. Daisy fell backwards onto her ass, covered in sweat, her dick still throbbing a bit. She gave her balls a squeeze and was happy with the result. Standing up, she looked at Peach, who had propped herself up on one arm as best she could and was wiping the jizz from her face with the other. Daisy leaned forward and grabbed her belly with both arms, a move that took considerable reach, and squished it a bit. The flesh was much more pliant, and Daisy put her ear to the dome. Besides the little heartbeats, she could audible hear the thick load sloshing around inside. Pleased with herself, she took a seat on the bed next to Peach.
	Peach collapsed backwards onto the bed and spread her arms out once all the mess has been wiped off her face. Still catching her breath she said “What the hell was that about?”
“Sorry Peachy, I just got totally wrapped up in the heat of the moment. That was some really impressive work with your tongue there, I wanted to reward you for your efforts”
“I’m still hauling around your last reward” Peach said with a smirk, giving her belly a pat. The touch of her hand caused a few babies to kick, and Peach winced as a few more bumps traveled along several patches of skin. Attempting to stifle a moan, Peach let out a low “Mmmm...” and covered her mouth with her hand. Daisy looked at her and said “Does it really feel that good?”
“Haa… yea. Like that little shiver you make when I trace my finger down your back, but multiplied and from the inside”
Peach abruptly open her mouth wide and let out a much louder moan, the pleasure of this one crystal clear as her other children joined in, causing her flesh to ripple and cascade as it was battered with soft impacts from within. She quickly grabbed the sides of her massive fecundity and massaged it, as if to encourage more movement. Her nipples expressed milk in a thick stream, the alabaster liquid flowing down the mountain of her breasts and over her arm, soaking the bed. 
	As Peach lay in an ever growing pool of her own milk and sweat, moaning and squirming, Daisy watched, her erection growing once more to full power. Peach noticed, as it was pretty impossible not to, and reached out an arm to grope one of Daisy’s balls. She gently massaged it and gave it a little squeeze, and Daisy could take no more. She stood up and grabbed Peach’s arms, hoisting her to a sitting position. Her legs forcibly spread by the enormity of her belly, Peach was one more lifted up by Daisy to a standing position, which took considerable effort on Daisy’s part. Now facing each other, Peach cradled her still shifting midsection and said “What now?” Daisy twirled her around and pushed her forward onto the bed, so that she was standing bent over, with her arms on the bed to support her. Her huge gravidity almost touched the floor, and Daisy rubbed her swollen cockhead against Peach’s slavering entryway. Turning her head, Peach said “No way, you’re too big and now so are they” pointing to the cage match happening inside her. Daisy frowned, but quickly got an idea. Pushing herself inside just a bit, she moistened her crown and pulled out, then shifted her aim towards Peach’s butthole. Before Peach could protest, Daisy pushed her slick cock in, the shaft following the head easily. 
	Once she bottomed out Peach let out a grunt and fell forward onto her elbows and into her mammoth tits, both letting out a thick spurt of milk in protest.  Daisy continued to thrust, and gripped Peach’s hips for more power, hips that had grown along with the rest of her and had transformed her figure into the image one would expect from a seasoned broodmare. Their size forced Daisy’s arms to angle wider than usual for gripping hips, but as she continued to plunge into Peach’s ass, the springy plushness of the huge cheeks and the delightful slapping noise they made as Daisy’s hips clapped into them only made her harder. As Daisy pounded away, Peach was moaning non-stop. They came in low, long ones and burst of several high pitch ones, bordering on screams. Daisy leaned forward and pet her arms on Peach’s hanging belly, the kicking still going strong and said “You love this don’t you? Being knocked up with ridiculous amounts of kids. Giving birth to litters, treated like the breeding bitch you are.” Peach gasped after another thrust to the hilt and said “God, yes! Fuck me, fuck me till I’m too huge to walk! Knock me up with so many kids I look ridiculous and then once I give birth do it again!” 
“Fuck Peach, you really are a freak-guh!” Daisy felt Peach clench around her cock, and Daisy did a few more short, quick thrusts before pulling it nearly all the way out, then slamming it back in, then firing the thick hot load into Peach’s guts. As before, this new batch of cum further inflated Peach, her belly visibly swelling outward, accompanied by a massive gush of fluid from Peach’s vagina, and a loud shout from Peach. Daisy pulled out and said “Damn, that must have been one hell of an orgasm!”
“That wasn’t an orgasm you dolt, my water just broke! Argh!”
“O-oh shit! I’ll call the nurses!” Daisy quickly ran to the door and pressed a button on her intercom, calling the medical team that had been summoned for this eventuality. 
	After a grueling process, all nine babies were successfully birthed and taken to the makeshift maternity ward at the castle. Two futas, four boys, and three girls were the result of their coupling, and Daisy doted on them while Peach rested. Daisy of course assumed they were much cuter than the load she had birthed for Bowser. Her giant breeder dome gone, Peach’s belly had settled into a much, much more modest shape, although still retained a little bit of pudge. Remarkably no stretch marks marred her stomach, nor did it take long for the skin to become taut again. The other bodily gifts also shrank slightly although still larger than before, except for hips which remained wide enough to make a wasp jealous, and her leaky tits which remained at their outrageously ballooned size. Soon enough Peach was down in the nursery, feeding her children although the size of her breasts forced her to hold the child farther away to reach the nipple. A week passed and Daisy and Peach once more found themselves naked and in bed together, but Peach insisted on condoms once again. After a particularly sweaty lovemaking session, Daisy leaned to Peach and said “You know, I didn’t forget what you said right before you gave birth”
“Oh… that...” Peach said, embarrassed. 
“Come on, let me knock you up again. You’ll get even huger this time.”
“Even though that does sound appealing, we can’t. We’re royalty remember? Nine kids is frankly already too many, any more and we’re bound to have a succession crisis on our hands.”
Daisy was struck by this realization but was forced to concede it was true. Suddenly she had a devious idea. Hopping out of bed, she excused herself and put on some pants, although her floppy, flaccid cock still swing visibly from the leg and the bulge her balls made was obscene. Leaving her room, she pulled out her cellphone and made a call. “Hello, this is Paulie’s piranha plant garden, what can I do for you?”
“Hey Paul, It’s Daisy.”
“Oh, your grace, what can I do for you?”
“Actually I think there’s something I can do for you. Correct me if I’m wrong, but piranha plants need warm, wet spaces for their seed pods to grow and reach maturity right?”
“That’s right.”
“I may have a volunteer looking to do some cultivating...”