“Um, okay, it's just a pervy pair of gloves; I can handle that.” Peach babbled to herself, her voice a mix of determination and uncertainty as she sized up the gloves molesting her friend. “Hang on, Pauline! I'll get those off of you!” With that, the princess leapt into action, moving up to the squirming Pauline and eyeing the glove in front of the brunette's face briefly before grabbing at the finger still pressing on her plumpening lips. However, Peach's hands went right through the glove, accomplishing nothing; she tried again, and then tried to slap the glove smacking at Pauline's breasts away for good measure, but both efforts failed as well.
“Wha?” Peach questioned the unbelievable sight before her, already stunned by the time a flash of light burst from both gloves. When the glow dimmed again, Peach's eyes widened when she realized that another pair of gloves, identical to the ones still toying with Pauline, were floating before her! Peach took an involuntary step backwards, glancing over to where Pauline was still being groped and expanded as if to reaffirm what the odd hands could most likely do to her.
After a few moments of hovering ominously in the air, the gloves darted forward. Peach yelped when one glove shot up her dress, then let out a squeak when the disembodied hand began to toy with her pussy, stroking and squishing the sensitive mound, with the contact causing a strange pressure to start welling up between the princess's thighs. The other glove went up to Peach's face, pinching her lips between its thumb and index finger and pulling on them slightly, the blonde quickly realizing that they were starting to swell as Pauline's were.
Meanwhile, the besieged brunette was struggling with boobs so pumped up with flesh that their slight teardrop shapes covered her down to the waist. The weight of Pauline's massive mammaries quickly proved too much to handle, and with a yelp of surprise, gravity yanked Pauline out of her chair and onto the floor. The brunette landed squarely on her sore boobs with her face falling into her cleavage, causing Pauline to whimper slightly at her abused boobs being squished between her body and the floor.
To her surprise, though, the gloves took that moment to finally stop their ministrations, Pauline sighing in relief as her donut-sized lips and giant breasts enjoyed a brief respite. However, the gloves didn't stay idle for long, as they promptly shot towards Pauline's upthrust rear, pulling up the bottom hem of her dress, then tearing away her red panties, revealing her rounded butt. The brunette's gasp of realization and dismay punctuated the gloves beginning their work on the lower half of her hourglass figure, the feeling of pressure from before pushing out from within the cheeks as they started to bloat.
The two women gasped and struggled as the gloves continued to make them swell, Pauline's butt surging out into huge, jiggling globes within plain sight. As Peach's plush lips reached just over twice their original size, the glove playing with them dove down into her cleavage, Peach letting out a cry of surprise as it began kneading and rubbing her boobs from between them. The princess's breasts started to puff out over the top of her dress, and she slowly began to realize in dismay that her pussy had been swelling as well, the inflated lower lips squishing noticeably between her thighs.
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