Red was alone, and he was scared.

It had been three days since that fateful day at the beach. The chubby red yoshi had split apart from the rest, running as much as he could across the island to try and make it back to get some help. He had no idea how the other seven had ended up, hoping that they made it back safely. He’d run until he could no more, ending up in a dense cool forest, filled to the brim with trees and life. Red hadn’t had a bite to eat since the buffet at the beach, and was positively starving. Monkeys taunted him from high up in the treetops, the yoshi wishing they’d climb down just a bit so he could sate his persistently-growling belly, but the primates were too smart for that. That left a grumbling hungry yoshi to traipse through the sprawling forests hungry, as he tried to find his way out of it.

The yoshi was glad, at least, to have gotten such a large meal back at the beach, as it was sustaining him through this unexpected fasting. Yoshies were capable of eating a lot, but there was absolutely nothing of substance that the forest had to offer. Outside the occasional tiny pond where he could drink his fill, the yoshi had to live with a complaining stomach, the chubby thing sagging not quite as much as it had been days prior. Even the monkeys – a potential source of food – had left him behind, growing bored of teasing him for so long. Red almost missed that now, being completely alone in the huge forest. The red yoshi was quite well-traveled and familiar with most of Yoshi’s Island, but even he was at a loss to where exactly this forest was, or how to get out of it in order to gain his bearings. He was headed east, as far as he could tell based on the sun’s position, though he knew he wasn’t able to make a straight go of it that direction. That combined with the monkey torment likely got him turned around once or twice, he reasoned, cursing them some as he pressed forward.

The constant distraction from his growling belly made matters worse, a yoshi’s hunger not easily ignored. Red found himself thinking about food more than where he was going, and it was proving difficult to even maintain his present course with it nagging away at him so. By the fourth day, the yoshi’s pace had slowed considerably. He was ready to take drastic measures, up to and including devouring any yoshi he’d happened across, in order to feed his starving form. As he bent down over some water to quench his thirst again, something hit his sensitive snout. Nostrils flaring, the red yoshi immediately perked up and took a few whiffs. His belly grumbled noisily as he smelt something delicious in the air. Red drooled on the spot, lapping over his lips as he followed his nose to the source of whatever it was that promised to sate his hunger.

It didn’t take long for the determined yoshi to find the source of the aroma. After pressing through dense forest foliage he came upon a clearing. There was naught but a simple house, sticking out like a sore thumb among the greenery, as it was pink in design: It was shaped like a giant egg, with pink hearts accenting the shell. It bore a couple holes for windows, some flowers dotted beneath them, and a simple large door at the base. Creeping out those open windows were the tantalizing scents of something scrumptious being baked. Without hesitating Red bolted up to the door and, not having lost all self-control yet, knocked instead of barging in uninvited. Although he was convinced he could devour whoever it was lived here, whatever was baking was going to prevent that last resort from happening!

Unless the yoshi wasn’t satisfied with whatever was available.

His eager knocks were rapidly answered, almost as if the egg house’s sole occupant had been waiting on the other side of the door. The yoshi blinked in surprise in finding not a yoshi, but instead another familiar face: Birdo, the large pink dino with an odd from of a face a red bow on her head, and hips that did not lie, had answered. Birdo was a relatively-recent addition to the island, though most yoshies weren’t aware of her move in. She kept to herself in this secluded part of the island where few traveled, but it was obvious she was happy with her little home here. Birdo didn’t appear surprised at all that the red yoshi was standing at her doorstep, however, as she looked over the arrival. Though starving, the red yoshi had an appreciable amount of chubbiness to him. He wasn’t in great shape otherwise, and Birdo’s heart went out to the poor thing. She backed up to let the starving yoshi in, beckoning. The yoshi happily accepted the invitation and tromped forward, snout in the air as he was greeted to the smells, and sights, of many, many baked goods strewn along a vast table. Was this another buffet? Something Birdo herself had planned on dining on alone?

The yoshi exercised considerable restraint given his state of hunger, fidgeting in place as he nervously asked for something, given his recent plight. Birdo was all too happy to oblige and had already scooped up a big blueberry pie, already cooled. Red breathed out a thank you before practically inhaling the dessert, murmuring in delight at the explosion of sweet flavors in his maw, before gulping it all down and patting his tummy. Before he could eye any of the other goods, however, he found himself being ushered off into the adjoining room, which seemed to be a bathroom! Birdo had set herself up with amenities that usually were missed out on Yoshi’s Island, and plumbing was apparently one of them. She drew a bath and insisted the exhausted yoshi get cleaned up and just relax. Birdo, who stood just a hair taller than the yoshi when right next to him, and threatened him in the girth category as well, patted him on the head, stroking down his head spikes. The yoshi, who’d been on the move for days, and had just been fed by the Birdo, slumped a bit in the sudden display of affection, and thought that a nice long bath would be an excellent idea. Birdo left him alone in the bathroom after that, and the plump red yoshi happily settled into the hot, soothing waters and just let his weary body soak it all in. He settled in the water on his back, the tub more than accommodating for a yoshi his size, and found himself drifting off to sleep almost immediately. His head rested on a soft pink pillow, and he left his arms folded over his plump belly, then was motionless as sleep overtook him.

When the yoshi woke up, he still found himself still in the pink bathroom, nestled into the water, which was lukewarm by this point. He yawned wildly and smacked his lips, slowly rising from the water and stepping out to dry off. As he rubbed the towel about himself, squishing into his own belly, it grumbled back, once more in the mode of craving. That pie from earlier had quelled the nigh-insatiable urge to eat for a little bit, but after days without food, it was just an appetizer. Tantalizing smells from beyond the bathroom door seemed more appealing than ever, so Red quickly finished drying off and stepped out into the main area of that egg-shaped house once again. He’d extended his arms in the air, stretching and yawning, then froze at the sight, mouth and eyes agape.

There was at least twice as much food as before, Birdo just settling an extra large watermelon on the table, which strained under the amount of food it bore. Birdo turned and winked at the red yoshi, eyeing him over. Red was speechless as he approached the table, and gave the Birdo a sidelong glance. Birdo nodded and claimed she’d already had her fill, and he was free to eat as much as he pleased. The yoshi didn’t hesitate, plopping down on a cushion and tucking in, using his tongue to lap down whole plates of food with minimal chewing. The yoshi was too distracted to hear Birdo’s own belly grumble a bit, as she paced around the yoshi, whose red tail swayed as his filled his belly up. Eventually, as the yoshi worked his way through the buffet, Birdo sat atop a rather large, comfy-looking bed, claws planted on either side, legs kicking idly, just watching the yoshi. Making all this food was well worth the eventual date she’d get to have. 

Not to mention the feast thereafter.

The red yoshi had nothing but food on his mind, scarfing down plate after plate, bowl after bowl, whole fruit after whole fruit. Birdo watched him eat, and drooled subtly, just enough to peek over her lower lip. She quickly lapped it up with a tongue, and simply continued to watch. She could be on fire, though, for how little Red was paying attention. The yoshi was eating more than he did at the banquet on the beach, his long-standing hunger driving him to overeat to a degree. His white belly strained under all the consumed food after a time, with the plump edges folding around the table he sat. His underbelly pressed outward between his legs behind him, too, the yoshi packing in as much as he could as if he’d never eat again.

The table was practically clear when Red slapped his long tongue around the thick watermelon. He hauled it in all in one bite, cheeks plumped out before he devoured the whole thing in one thick, loud swallow. His belly ballooned with a slosh and he sighed contently, patting his belly with a slap-slp ringing throughout the room. He lazily looked up at Birdo, who’d made her way over to his side. Poor yoshi, she cooed, having gone through so much recently. She had little idea of the details, but it was obvious the red yoshi had shown up, exhausted and starving, and wanted to make sure he was nice and full… That always made yoshies feel good. Red nodded, and she sat down next to him, after giving the yoshi a little peck on his plump cheek. He blushed a little, but his tail swayed softly along the floor behind him. Birdo leaned against the yoshi’s shoulder, gently running a paw down and around the now-full yoshi’s distended belly. You deserve some time to relax, she insisted. It was hard for the yoshi to do so, but he tried denying said temptation, as he had to go warn the others about what had transpired recently. Birdo kissed his cheek again, one claw scritching under his chin with the other pressing into his tummy, and slowly circling downward. You can stay a little while longer, can’t you?

The blushing yoshi supposed he could, and he let the interested Birdo dote on him. It was a hard thing to turn down, being caressed after a long journey. The massaging made Red’s eyes start to droop… until Birdo’s paw found its way under his splayed, sagging belly. His eyes widened. Birdo had reached under the yoshi’s plump belly and was teasing him between his legs, under his fat tail. It was after the yoshi had had plenty to eat, and he was so relaxed, with a beautiful creature wooing him… The teasing claw began to elicit a reaction from the vulnerable yoshi, and Birdo giggled when she felt his malehood start bobbing to life. As soon as she was able, she clasped around the thing tenderly and worked her paw down to the base, up to the tip, and back down again, her lustful actions obscured by the wide, doughy belly the yoshi now sported. She asked, why not join me over in bed? Birdo stood, her stance as wide as his, and the yoshi mewled softly when her paw retreated from his member that bobbed up against his belly. He watched every hip-swaying step she took, until she pitched forward onto the bed. Her own white belly, with some paunch to it, splayed out on the comforter. She splayed her hind legs and flagged her tail up at at the stunned red yoshi, who could see everything she had to offer between her legs. There was a dab of wetness already present. Clearly, what he felt wasn’t unique there in Birdo’s home.

How could he deny his urges to such a willing, kind Birdo?

The yoshi stood up on wobbly knees, and waddled around the table to approach the bed. Birdo rubbed over a spot beside her, indicating where he should go. She stole a glance down at the bobbing, eager cock the yoshi now sported, and smiled in the unique way she managed to do with her spherical mouth, eyes glittering. The mattresses groaned under their combined weight when Yoshi joined, scooting up onto the bed until his head rested near the bright pink headboard and extra soft pillow. He laid on his side, full tummy sprawled out on the bed and pancaked along the bottom. Birdo giggled, and planted a smooch right on his snout, using her paws to rub the presented white dome of a belly for some time. Red murred and let Birdo do what she desired, the big pink dinosaur sliding the opposite direction until he heard her thump to the floor, on her knees at the foot of the bed, with the plump yoshi rear, tail underside, and eager cock inches from her face. He heard her lick her lips, and even let out a little moan of her own.

Then Birdo’s mouth met the tip of the plump red yoshi’s turgid member. Yoshi murred softly as the spherical lips sank down over his shaft with her tongue slobbering over the tip. Her lips locked around the base and pressed up against his white rear, suckling against his twitching cock with delighted groans and a swaying pink tail the yoshi could just barely see beyond the bed and his belly. He laid on the bed in pure delight, even thrusting his hips a little, enveloping Birdo’s face in a sea of his fat a little while she blew him. Birdo’s eyes rolled under the sea of white, starting to slurp up and down the member in slow, sensual motions, causing her pussy to get more wet and twitch on its own. She gently stroked the fat yoshi tail off to the side, slowly easing the plump yoshi onto his back, his tail now serving as a doughy pillow for the Birdo’s chest. Beyond his wobbly stomach, Yoshi saw the bow-clad Birdo’s head raise and his thick, throbbing member stand stiff and tall, glistening in her saliva. She lifted her head until his tip bobbed freely in the air within her mouth, before she clamped down around it and sank deeper. The red yoshi shuddered from the effects of the blowjob, murmuring incoherently and hearing Birdo’s maw sink up and down his dick again and again, tongue teasing all about his malehood.

The red yoshi practically melted into the bed. His limbs lay sprawled limply out in all directions, with the tip of his tail occasionally flickering in pure pleasure, tapping the underside of Birdo’s chest. The diligent Birdo slurped down and around his member repeatedly, the shaft bobbing and twitching of its own volition at this point. The feelings, sensations, and sounds made yoshi roll his eyes and loll out his tongue, though the vision snapped back to focus down on the Birdo blowing him. What he could see, anyway, beyond the dome of his belly obstructing his view of her. The bow on her head bobbed and swayed every time her head lifted, and sank down, lewdly suckling the cock she was treating. He could see her tail upraised, and the yoshi licked his lips at the prospect of what he was going to plunder next, potentially. The thought of the pink Birdo rear turning to face him, needy nethers begging for his intrusion, made the yoshi moan in delight. He spurted out a shot of pre, which was swallowed down without hesitation by the horny Birdo. The other dino locked her round lips down and around the base of the yoshi cock and slithered her tongue around the shaft, giving it a very tight, sensual squeeze. The tip of the dick found its way into her gullet, Yoshi purring when he felt the soft swallow pull it in.

That was enough for the yoshi. His limp paws suddenly gripped the bed and he humped lazily upward, just an inch or so, and came. Muffled splurts of yoshi jizz splattered down Birdo’s throat, the pair hearing her swallow his load in time to each throb of the climaxing cock. SPLUT, SPLRT, GULP, GLP, ULK! Birdo drew her maw upward, keeping lips locked around the spasming member. Her maw filled to the brim when she pulled off, leaving a dripping, satisfied member bobbing in the cool air. She raised her head to face the yoshi, who could make out the puddle of his cum on her tongue. He moaned as she swallowed it right in front of him, the small bulge working down the big Birdo’s neck and vanishing. Licking her lips, Birdo clambered onto the bed and settled beside Red. She kissed his snout, and he blushed. The red yoshi grew redder still when Birdo angled one of her legs up and over the sated yoshi belly, her tail now lazed over his, with his still-stiff cock sandwiched between their rear ends. He felt the wetness of her sex leaking over his own, and the yoshi salivated at what was about to happen.

Birdo seemed to be just as eager, a drip of drool escaping her wide maw and dripping onto the yoshi. Her body encompassed the bulk of the fattened-up dino before her, with her slightly-smaller belly pressed down into him. She murred and brought her head down to his cheek. He giggled softly, feeling her tongue play about his cheek, thinking nothing of it. The yoshi was subtly wriggling his hips, trying to maneuver his needy sex-fluid-slathered dick into one of the offered holes around Birdo’s ass. She ground against him, folds running up and down the searching shaft, making the yoshi’s heart flutter. Truly, this was a good idea, stopping by the house of Birdo, wasn’t it?

Grrrrrwwwwl…

A sudden snarl penetrated the horny thoughts of the red yoshi. He panted and perspired, at first dismissing the sound as coming from his own belly. He’d eaten quite a lot of food, after all, and the large Birdo atop him squashed his stomach out generously. It sounded out again, though, another grrrrmble making his belly ripple. But he was paying attention now, and he felt it come form the white belly pressed against him. The panting yoshi, cock still throbbing between two tails, slowly closed his mouth and looked up straight at Birdo. His eyes widened, seeing lustful, hungry eyes staring down at him. He watched a sliver of drool make its way from the pink maw down to his nose, until a swipe of a tongue broke the connection. Grrrrrn... Birdo’s stomach growled hungrily a third time, with the pink dino leaning down and moaning as she slurped across the red yoshi’s plump cheek. It all clicked for Yoshi at that moment: He was full to bursting, courtesy of the Birdo.

The Birdo who’d refused to eat a bite all day, claiming to have eaten already.

The Birdo who’d had the yoshi completely pinned to the bed under her generous weight.

The one actively drooling over him… tasting him!

Yoshi let out a strangled cry of despair, seeing the round mouth above him widen, bigger than he’d ever seen a Birdo maw get. No-one ever saw Birdo’s mouth get so wide… and lived to tell about it. Birdo casually thrust her hips back and forth along the vulnerable Yoshi’s butt, the tip of his cock edging into the wet pussy. She brought her nethers down and around the yoshi’s dick, simultaneously lowering her maw down and around the prone yoshi’s head! His squeals for the Birdo to not eat him alive went ignored as his member and muzzle were greedily devoured at the same time, rather wet lips slurping down and around both targets with ease. Yoshi’s wide, panic-stricken eyes slipped into the maw next, as the round lips sealed around his neck and an eager tongue squashed against his face.

Birdo began to sate her sex by lifting her hips and lowering them down in a noisy, squelching rhythm, while murmuring and slurping her tongue about her fattened-up yoshi meal. Despite his malehood’s eagerness, Red squirmed and struggled beneath the weighty Birdo and wailed desperately to be let out. Birdo’s hips continued to thrust, mashing the pair’s bellies together noisily and making the yoshi lose his breath every time she came crashing down over top him. His mind flooded with terror and pleasure simultaneously, with his shaft being engrossed within the squelching walls of Birdo’s vagina and his head slipping deeper into the ravenous maw.

Birdo moaned in several kinds of delight, sating multiple desires at once, devouring the yoshi she’d taken special care to tenderize in the tub and fatten up at the dinner table. All that food was worth the investment, as yoshies seldom visited. Drool poured out from every edge of Birdo’s round mouth and filtered down the squirming yoshi’s scales, pooling onto the bed and down to his soft, extended belly. Birdo wrapped her arms around the plumped up red dinosaur and fed him further into her maw, taking her first swallow at that moment. Yoshi’s latest wail was silenced by a powerful, squelching GLRK, head and neck forced into the tight squishy confines of the Birdo’s throat and bulging her neck out some. She arched her back to keep her hips aligned with the yoshi’s, their tails still stacked atop one-another with their sexes firmly entwined. Between all the slurps and tastes, there was still the rhythmic sqush, schlrup, sqlch of the pair’s mating alongside the squeaks and groans from the bed. The yoshi was already close to blowing his load a second time, and Birdo wasn’t far behind with her first.

Slowly but surely, the red yoshi’s fidgeting arms grew stuck to his doughy sides, as his shoulders slipped past pink lips into the predatory Birdo’s mouth. She murred hotly about the terrified yoshi while getting closer and closer to her climax. Her thrusts and humps down onto the spearing cock were assisted by the fattened yoshi’s girth, her belly squashing into his blubber and rebounding upward. She slowed down her rhythm, savoring the tasty yoshi’s body along her tongue, hilting onto the throbbing yoshi dick. She only raised up about an inch off it now, sinking back down slowly, spreading her nethers wide. Yoshi whined aloud when a lustful groan bubbled about him, and Birdo came. Her lips and vaginal walls clenched tight around the yoshi’s shaft, Birdo wetly squirting out a few thick spurts of clear femcum, drenching him. Her purrs were unyielding as the orgasm raced through her, ushering the Birdo to swallow thickly and drive the shrieking yoshi head down closer to the growling, eager stomach. His own cock throbbed wildly when flooded with Birdo cum, schlurping out into the confines between their tails and oozing pre. He couldn’t take it anymore, and came himself, between the squashed tails, painting them white. Loud splut splrrrt spluts combined with Birdo’s moans and she felt the hot sticky yoshi jizz splatter up against her ass, near her tailhole and leaking, gaping vagina, the mess oozing onto the mattress below. Birdo’s thick tail wagged slightly to and fro, her lips clenching down around the similarly-panting yoshi’s chest and edging to his prodigious stomach. Birdo used his flabby belly as a resting place for just a moment, idly suckling around his weakly-struggling form and delighting in it.

The red yoshi whined, head compressed from all sides, deep in the throat. His curved bulges suddenly sank further when Birdo suddenly swallowed, a lengthy slglrrrrok flooding his senses. The yoshi belly began to crunch into the wide Birdo mouth, the pink dino eagerly squishing down and around it and reveling in the flavor. Red squealed when his head was pressed beyond the sphincter and into the belly proper. His face mashed down into sticky gobs of his own cum, that which Birdo devoured just a bit ago. The yoshi shuddered in disgust as jizz, drool, and stomach fluids pooled about him and crept all over his muzzle and face. He hardly noticed his body being bent awkwardly, as Birdo lifted her head up and settled onto her knees. The white-scaled Birdo belly began to stretch noisily outward, every glp accompanied with a little slosh and a wider white dome forming. Yoshi mumbled weakly in despair when he felt his own stomach compress and squish into Birdo’s mouth and throat, his bulges quite prominent down the now-upright Birdo’s form. Her knees were spread, butt and leaking snatch pressed to the mattress, tail flicking for balanced. Her eyes fluttered as she murred once more, putting her paws up under the dangling flabby yoshi belly and hefting it up, to be in line with her devouring maw.

Red hollered out, begging the big Birdo to stop eating him up. His body squeezed tightly together as more of it messily plummeted into the tight stomach. He was finding it hard to breath, with more than half his full tummy was now squashed down the gullet or being chewed and tasted in Birdo’s maw. What made matters worse was all the squishing and teasing she was doing with her own paws, grabbing pockets of fat and sloshing them about, eventually shoveling the chub deeper in. She noisily worked her lips and tongue and maw around it, swallowing thickly whenever she could, slobbering all over. The bed grew messier, though her gut was now protruding so much that drool splatted onto it instead. Soon, there wasn’t much more of the yoshi’s fat belly sticking out. Only the bottom of it protruded, along with a raised, flagging fat red tail, stubby wide thighs and legs, and a limp cock. His wide rear was shown off to the room at large, and only Birdo was there to enjoy it, running a paw up his thigh and gripping to the plump rump he sported. Those legs squirmed and kicked, but Red was so exhausted he could hardly do any damage with them.

Birdo smiled somehow, in her own unique way, eyes glittering, as she proceeded to devour the rest of the yoshi. His cries and pleads barely made it out of the stomach now, a muffled mass of complaints and whimpering among a much louder, eager set of groans and gurgles from within. His swaying fat tail started to slip into the wide mouth next, with his legs sandwiching it on either side. The doughy yoshi butt and limp cock – pressed up under his tail – were slobbered on, slurped up, and swallowed down without much fanfare. Red felt the tongue press to his rear as it sank into the gullet, leaving naught but yoshi boots and a flicking tail tip protruding. Birdo mumbled contently and ran her paws down and over her very wide, sagging belly, eyes fully closed. Red felt every press of those paws and urked when Birdo pushed harshly into her wide, churning gut. He groaned as more of the combined acids, slimy drool, and off-white yoshi cum worked over more of his scales, belly now sloshing into the tight Birdo stomach. He let out the loudest squeal yet when Birdo lips loudly shclurrrrrrrp’d up the last of him, with the few inches of tail flickering into the mouth with a spurt of saliva. 

Birdo’s cheeks were puffed out as she took a last, long, languid taste of her yoshi toy and meal, dragging her tongue under the tail and along his ankles. She kept her rounded mouth closed and worked the last of yoshi backwards. Without hesitation, she clenched her eyes shut, and swallowed the horrified yoshi whole.

SLLLGLOURK GLP ULP GLURK GLK ULP!

Eaten alive, the red yoshi wailed into his own chest, body contorted and folded in on itself uncontrollably. His wide belly bulge and more sank completely down the protruding Birdo’s front, until it sloshed noisily into the belly and made her own gut slap against the mattress. The moment it did Birdo’s eyes and mouth widened, the sated pink dinosaur loosing a wet, undignified belch. A tongue slid out to make its rounds around her lips as she pressed her paws to the sides of her very wide, distended belly, sloshing it about with her tail swaying behind her. The red yoshi was in misery, with fluids of all kinds coating his entire form. His bulbous snout was squashed harshly into his malleable belly, which was above him. His tail was folded up against his head spikes, with his butt and limp cock ladled between his eyes. Loud churns and gurgles distracted him from his precarious physical state though, and screamed to be let free. But, his own mass along with the hide of the Birdo prevented so much as a whimper from escaping the stomach that now monopolized Birdo’s bed. She sighed wistfully at the mess they made, making a mental note to get a fresh change of sheets when she was done working down her feast. A loud glrrrrrrt bubbled out, and she quelled her rumbling stomach with some soothing rubs. Though she couldn’t hear him, Birdo felt whenever he tried to squeal or beg for release; to not be digested alive. Birdo let out a girly giggle, and smacked her lips noisily.

The big meal and exerting sex behind her, Birdo opted to sleep right then and there. She slowly slid forward onto her own massive belly, and the yoshi within felt the world collapse on him. The unyielding tight compression from the belly pancaking to the bed was too much for the poor devoured dino, and he had to struggle to breath by the time his fat form was squashed outward. Birdo’s white belly stuck out either side of her, laid flat against the mattress, with excess flowing out between her legs. Her spent vagina nearly vanished from the folds of fat under her tail, which now hung limply over her protruding butt. She casually rested her head down against her belly, after putting a pillow between them, and let her eyes flow closed. Loud, distinguishable gurgles and churns began to be much more frequent, and served as nothing more than a lullaby for the satisfied Birdo.

Everything was dark for the eaten yoshi, who could only weakly squirm in the tight, unyielding confines of the gurgling stomach. More acids flooded in, and he could already hear the sizzling effects they wrought on the cum from his earlier blowjob, making the aroma putrid within the belly. His eyes watered and the yoshi could already feel a tingling itch against his body, along with the sounds of what little apparel yoshies wore beginning to get worked down too. The final response he got from the Birdo that ate him alive was another hearty belch, one that expelled a lot of air, some excess saliva, and even a red scale or two. The red yoshi was doomed to become nothing more than fat on the flirtatious hips of the sated Birdo, who claimed yet another yoshi victim for her own delights.

*	*	*

Prince Froggy, who was all set to feed the red yoshi to a different predator, blinked in surprise. His latest little scrying session aided by his pilfered wand revealed quite the scene between the red yoshi and the Birdo. He didn’t have to lift a flipper to cause one of these pesky yoshi’s ends, but he was aiming to have an influence over each of them. He let out a dry croak of a chuckle. Ah well, he supposed. He was still the one to have set things in motion, so that counted. He had two more yoshies to deal with anyway. The prince licked his lips at the thought, and gave a casual glance over the wand he held that had brought him this justice. And, once he had control of the island, even Birdo would become subjugated, one way or another.

Plus, he thought, musing about the surviving yellow yoshi: It wouldn’t long before he took matters into his own flippers.