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The layout of the castle was far from foreign to her at this moment. She knew every room, every corner and every hidden pathway in the Koopas’ castle. And yet she put all that information in the farthest reaches of her mind, locked it away and threw away the key. Peach let herself giggle, this was a delightful game she played, a far cry from sitting upon her throne in the mushroom kingdom, making sure every toad was happy and healthy or baking cakes for Mario. It wasn’t that she didn’t enjoy these activities, she was quite good at them, great even, a kingdom of people who loved and worshiped her. For most people a fantasy, a pipe dream quite few could hope to achieve. But for her, Peach Toadstool, it was a routine, a yoke that was saddled to her from quite a young age. Toadsworth seemed all but ecstatic to step down from leadership duties, she didn’t at all wish to come across as ungrateful, but she wished she had read the fine print.
That was, however, until relief came from a most unlikely source. But, the marching approaching her position shook her free of her daydreaming, she would need to keep moving. Picking up the hem of her dress, Peach scampered in the opposing direction of the Koopa soldiers closing rapidly on her position. The stirring in her loins tried to tempt her to run out into the hallway, waving her arms like a panicked toad, the game, however, would not be nearly as enjoyable if she gave up.
Turning the corner into the next room, the princess was met with a cozy fireplace, with a large portrait of the castle’s owner smirking down at her. Peach bit her lip nearly hard enough to draw blood, where was he?? After so many rehearsals, she thought he’d have gotten better at the hunt, not worse. Unless of course, his goal was to get Peach as hot and bothered as possible before he burst into the room, ripped her dress to ribbons and… down girl, there would be plenty of time for that later. She had to resist the urge to curl up on the couch and take a nap in front of the fire, and couldn’t escape the feeling that she was being watched.
Looking around the room, she could have sworn the portrait above the fire looked at her. It was far too early in the day to be losing her mind.
*BOOM*
“Grahahaha!” Bursting through the wall as well as his self portrait, Bowser, king of the Koopas landed with a loud “THUMP” stomping over to the princess who had fallen to the ground from the surprise. It seemed she did not know the castle as well as she thought. “Well well princess, it seems your escape plan has been foiled once more! You should leave the rescuing to Mario.”
“What do you want from me, you big bully!” Shouted the princess, who knew the answer good and well. “Enough of these silly games.”
Bowser let loose a bellowing laugh, shaking the room and likely the entire castle along with it. “My dear Peaches…” The king gripped Peach’s leg, dragging her along the floor and hoisting her body to eye level. “The game has only just begun!” Bowser took a tight grip of the princess’ dress, slowly dragging a sharpened claw down its length, the tip of the keratin ghosting against her skin sent a shiver down Peach’s spine. The Koopa King’s slow, deliberate movements were effective at driving Peach crazy, her nether regions sopping wet with desire and need.
“You can’t do this to me!” Peach kicked her legs, attempting to break free of the Koopa’s grasp, but the king simply laughed at her futile efforts. “Help! Mario!”
“Your cries are sweet music to my ears, my dear.” Bowser tightened his grip on the princess’s thigh, his claws digging into the meat of her leg, but there was only one word, agreed upon in advance, that would stop this onslaught, and the princess was nowhere near ready to say it. “It’ll take days for that stupid plumber to make his way here! You may as well give up, for you are all mine!”
She nearly screamed as the Koopa King’s thick tongue invaded her cunt without warning. Peach knew Bowser tried to be gentle from time to time, but it was much more fun to see him let loose. The ecstasy that came from hearing a growl emerge from the depths of his throat, filling her sex so completely, was…. Peach bucked her hips hard as the Koopa raked his claws down her back, the sensation of blood trickling up her back. “You brute! You…” Her protesting cut short as Bowser’s mouth tightened around her cunt, a finger prodding at her ass. The agonizing slurp of her juices from her captor’s tongue brought the princess to the absolute edge, her heart beating out of her chest when she spied his girthy cock, throbbing just out of reach. “Let me go!” She cried unenthusiastically, wriggling around like a worm in Bowser’s grasp.
Removing his tongue from her depths with an agonizing pop, the Koopa King lavished her folds, beginning with rough, brutish strokes and breaking the rhythm every now and again with a slick figure eight. “You can complain all you want, but don’t try to deceive me, your lips may be telling me to stop but down here?“ His tongue pressed hard against her clit, splashing the Koopa King’s face with her juices, which Bowser slurped up with delight. “Down here you’re singing a different tune.”
Peach’s cries of “No! Please no!” begged for his cock, but the Koopa refused to even entertain it, choosing instead to unceremoniously drop her to the ground, depriving her of potential release. “Please, don’t tease me any longer, I need it…” Peach rose to her knees, moving to plant kisses on the Koopa King's feet, looking up at him in pure desperation.
Bowser laughed. “Oh how it pleases me to see you in this state princess. But you forget yourself, your title means nothing here. The only throne you’re fit to sit on now is my spiny cock.” He crouched down, roughly forcing Peach’s gaze towards him, kicking her fallen crown away. “You’re no princess here, my beloved, and certainly not in any position to be giving orders. You’ll get my cock when I feel like you’ve earned it.” The king leaned his snout closer, burying it in Peach’s neck, his fiery breath making the hairs at the back of her neck stand straight up. “Now,” Bowser let go of her chin, and began to slowly sink his teeth into the princess’s neck, the sheer weight of the Koopa King was too much to bear.
“Yes,” Peach whimpered, breaths spilling out of her mouth, her legs crossed tightly together when Bowser’s tongue brushed against her skin, wiping away the blood that resulted from his teeth breaking her skin; the pain was intense but the pleasure was even more so. What remained of her tattered dress torn to ribbons by the frenzied claws of the king. Every time the two parted ways after her… visits, Peach was marked all over with proof of the Koopa King’s conquest, the remaining wounds that his teeth and claws left on her skin still sore. Her dress covered all of the marks, as was their agreement. Peach was invigorated every time she appeared at any royal event, her alone aware of the Koopa King’s ownership covering her body, none were ever the wiser.
“Tell me princess,” Bowser’s deep voice vibrating her entire body, a squeal escaping her lips as the Koopa King began to massage her nipple between two claws. “Who does this body belong to?”
“It belongs to you, my king.” Peach took hold of his hand, dotting it with kisses until the Koopa shoved his middle finger inside her mouth. Peach enthusiastically began to suckle on the offered finger, stroking her tongue around its flesh, as if she were starving and this was her only form of sustenance. Looking up to see the blush forming on the Koopa King’s face, she played her part to perfection, moaning and carrying on like an animal in heat, raising her haunches to press her cunt against Bowser’s leg, gyrating her hips and attempting to rub out an orgasm on his scales. Soon she released his finger from her lips, panting with short, erratic breath. Bracing herself on the king’s leg and her hips thrusting enthusiastically.
The Koopa King pulled roughly on the princess’s hair, threatening to rip strands of it completely out, smashing his lips against hers, his tongue gliding against her teeth until tongue met tongue, his hand gripping her torso tightly and lifting her waist off his leg. The princess, nearly out of breath, broke the kiss and let out a pained whine. “Ah ah ah princess, not just yet, you’re not coming tonight until I decree it so.” Bowser pushed the princess back down to the ground, moving to sit at the nearby chair, pushing his fully erect cock up facing the sky. “First, you must worship the royal cock before it enters your unworthy body.” Peach sat up, crossing her arms with a pout so adorable it nearly made Bowser’s facade slip. “Repeat.”
The princess whined, before crawling towards the king on all fours. “I am unworthy of your cock, King Bowser, please let me worship it.”
The king chuckled. “Well, since you asked so sweetly,” Bowser purred, stroking Peach’s hair as she rested her head on his knee, gazing hungrily at his cock. “Very well.” He spread his legs, letting the princess behold it in all its glory. “Start at the bottom, if you would.”
Peach began to kiss his balls, licking waves on it before taking it in her mouth. She moaned in delight, feeling just how full they were of the seed that was meant for her, the one thing she craved more than all else. The Koopa King’s musk filled her senses, moaning happily as she tasted him, only letting go when completely out of breath. Bowser petted her, stroking her cheek and hair as she lavished him. “That’s a good pet. Keep going.” The princess then began moving upward, licking up the shaft of Bowser’s cock as she wrapped her hand as much as she could around its girth, beginning to pump it. The Koopa King’s breathy groan vibrated the chair, encouraging Peach to continue, getting off her legs to be able to reach the top of his cock, continuing to stroke the shaft, Peach ran her tongue along every bump and spine on the Koopa’s member, peppering it with kisses and leaving lipstick residue in its wake. Slurping up the precum that dripped down the shaft, and looking up at the half lidded expression of pleasure that marked the Koopa King’s face as he continued to pet her; His cock throbbing under her tongue.
After kissing the tip, the princess opened her mouth and gingerly lowered it as far as she could, reaching the shaft and wrapping her tongue around it. Bowser grunted as the princess began to slowly bob her head up and down, teasing the Koopa King until he couldn’t take the wait much longer. The Koopa pressed his large hand on the back of Peach’s head pushing it down forcefully, causing the princess to yelp in surprise. The trap set and sprung, Bowser continued to use her head like a toy; Peach moaned greedily, continuing to suck on the cock, massaging its base until she could feel the veins throb against her mouth. Thick, heavy precum dripped down her throat with the ferocity of a torrent ripping through a valley.
Bowser, understanding he could not take much more, took his free hand, swept the princess up in his arm, gripped tightly on her waist and plunged two fingers into her dripping cunt, taking a nipple into his mouth while he stretched her. The fire-hot breath spilling from the king’s nostrils stoked a similar fire in the princess’s loins. “Ah, please my king, I need your cock.” Peach could barely whisper out a full sentence, her throat sore from the ferocity in which it was forced down. “I can’t stand to be without it a minute longer!”
“Patience my darling.” Bowser ceased suckling on her breast, flicking it with his wet tongue. His throbbing cock teasing and beckoning the princess, held just out of reach. She could feel the warmth emanating from it, squealing when the king brought his teeth down, sinking into the tender flesh of her breast. Peach’s legs squirmed vigorously, her cunt dripping provocatively on the massive member beneath her.
Peach leaned in, kissing the tip of the Koopa King’s chin, stroking his face seductively. “Please Bowsie? Fill me with your seed, I can take it, I’m a big girl.”
Bowser’s mouth devoured Peach’s own, sucking on her bottom lip before dragging it forward with a bite. No matter how gentle the Koopa King tried to be, he still drew blood with every bite, every scratch. The taste of his cock, still wet on her tongue, was becoming diluted with the sensation of iron as blood trickled from her lips, yet she whined like an injured hound when their lips parted.
“Very well, beloved.” The Koopa King spread the princess’s legs, leaving her cunt wide and agape.
Peach sighed as she felt the tip slowly enter her inner walls, release creeping ever closer. Bowser meant to use her like just a hole, a mere receptacle for his seed. He made no movement of his hips to thrust his cock any deeper inside the desperate princess, instead gripping one leg in either hand and forcefully shoving her limp body down on his dripping member. His spines raking her inner walls, driving orgasm effortlessly from her.
The scream that burst from the mushroom princess’s lips echoed throughout the castle, and her fevered whines and moans only increased with volume as her cunt was pushed ever wider open. “Yes! Oh, stars, yes!”
Bowser laughed, barely audible over the princess’s din. “Such a sight to behold, my love. How cruel to leave you wanting for this long, look how you fell to pieces over my kinghood.” The Koopa King grunted, finally forcing the princess to the base of his cock. The sheer girth of it distending the princess’s stomach, Bowser pinched the bulge and the princess squealed and continued to pant his name. “This is truly the role you were born to serve, now, milk me dry, as a good princess should for her king.
The princess’s delirious moans mixed with the slapping of scale against flesh. The Peach’s hips gyrated with a feverish fury, her breasts bounced with every thrust the Koopa King deigned to give her. Her hands wrapped as far around her captor’s neck as they could manage, tongue lolling outside her mouth. The king flicked his tongue against hers repeatedly, finally taking it in his mouth, sucking and slobbering over it, drool dripped down her chin, the thick tongue as girthy as a normal person’s member. The Koopa King slapped the princess’s ass over and over again, with rapturous laughter, a moan escaping her lips with every strike.
Peach’s mind was completely gone, all she could focus on was the immense fullness she felt from the cock inside her, stretching her pussy wider than she thought possible, the member pounding repeatedly against her cervix. After an amount of time impossible for the princess to calculate, she saw Bowser’s eyes flit open, staring behind them with subtle yet present annoyance as he suckled on her breast. It was clear from this change in expression that the troops had finally found her. Peach turned her head slightly to see a battalion of Koopas staring inside the room, some wide eyed with amazement, others touching themselves in clear enjoyment of the sex in front of them. Still others cheered on their king, encouraging him.
The knowledge that she was being watched brought her back to her senses, overplaying her hand to give her new audience a real show. “Oh stars, my body is all yours! Fill me with your seed, I beg of you!” The intensity of her orgasm rippled through her, aftershock after aftershock, each continued thrust splashing her cum across Bowser’s chest.
The Koopa King bit down hard, finally fit to burst. He let out a mighty roar of conquest as he came, cum filling his pet’s womb. Peach held on tightly, lest she be launched off from the sheer force of his ejaculation. Her belly full and fit to burst, there seemed to be no end to the Koopa King’s seed.
Bowser released his sharp teeth from Peach’s nipple, staring out at his troops, some cheering, others orgasming themselves. “Alright you runts, show’s over!” Peach’s heart skipped a beat, feeling the fire well up in the Koopa’s belly as he barked orders at his subjects. “I better not hear you shelling about, find your own princess!” The king grunted, pulling the princess off his cock, his seed flowed out of her, soaking his shaft and balls with the heavy liquid. The pain in the princess’s loins left her falling limp on Bowser’s front shell, attempting to catch her breath, a sharp claw pressed her head up, facing the Koopa King. “Don’t go falling asleep on me now Peaches, I’m nowhere close to being done… Guards!”
A few out of breath troops arrived as quickly as their feet could carry them. “Yes, your nastiness?”
“Have her prepared for me and sent to my chambers! And I better not hear that you tried to feel up something that isn’t yours. You’ll pay for it!” Bowser grabbed a hold of Peach’s arm, the aggravation of being spied on clearly manifesting in the tightness of his grip. The feeling in her heart (and cunt) when the king described her as his was nearly overwhelming, distracting her as she clattered to the ground in a heap. Her legs were as limp as noodles from the ravaging she received from her captor. “Don’t just stand around there you idiots! Help her up!” Bowser got down on his haunches, pressing a kiss on Peach’s forehead. “I’ll be seeing you soon, my delicious Peach. Now get to stepping, you weaklings! Move, Move!!”
***
The Koopas did as they were told, fitting the princess with a spiked collar and pairs of bracelets and anklets to match, clearly nervous from their king’s orders. Her hair was tied in a tight pony, which took the clawlike fingers of the Koopas a long while to complete. One took hold of the leash that came attached to the collar, leading her down a near endless hallway, where a large door bearing the king’s sigil awaited her. The room was filled with baubles and amenities, everything a king could hope for. The Koopas led her along like an animal, one she allowed herself to become when she played this game with the Koopa King. The Koopa dropped the leash and gestured for Peach to sit on the head of the bed, the accompanying soldiers removed many of the extraneous pillows, tepidly setting them aside. Attaching a rope to the bracelets, two Koopas fumbled around for a while before tying Peach’s hands to Bowser’s headboard, at which point they left her, letting her simply lie there and stew in her own anticipation for whatever might have been awaiting her next.
“What a sight, nearly brings a tear to my eye!” The Koopa King strode into his chambers, his form slowly shifting into view. Even tied to the top of a bed meant to fit him, the Koopa King towered over the princess, his cock still fully erect, so soon after he emptied himself in her. “Peaches… seeing your belly so full of my seed, what I would give to be granted that sight every single day of my life.” Bowser approached her, slowly stroking her chin, his fingers tracing her plump lips, now newly covered with a dark black color, replacing the bright pink she usually wore. Peach could see the kisses she gave him still decorating his cock. “When I first met you, I knew I wanted you to be mine, a king needs a queen, after all.”
The bed creaked under his weight, Peach’s body rolled to the side, allowing the Koopa King to stroke her leg. “I thought we weren’t going to talk about that.” The animal Bowser had become earlier this day was simply irresistible, not that he gave her a choice. “No politics, right?”
Bowser laid next to her, gazing deeply into the princess’s sapphire blue eyes. “Peaches, will you do me the honor of letting me fill you with my heirs?” His cock throbbed at the mention. “Just think, your belly round and full, your breasts heavy with milk… oh how I would love to taste you.”
Peach giggled, “you always were the sweetest person I knew.” Pressing a kiss to his snout, the princess continued; “But you and I both know that’s not what this is about, right?” The Koopa King’s expression fell, Peach’s fingers danced on his shoulder.
“I thought you might say that… but that is why I have come to convince you.” The Koopa King got off the bed, approaching a chest that sat in the corner of the room. A Koopa scampered over, providing his king with a key. “Luckily I came prepared for such an occasion.” Upon opening the chest, a bright light filled the room, with a flourish, Bowser produced a Super Star, swaggering over. “This baby will allow me to fill you, repeatedly, improving my potency a hundred-fold!”
Peach squirmed in her restraints, being stopped when the Koopa King took hold of her leash, pulling her head up off the mattress to see his cock in all its glory at the edge of the bed. “You can’t!”
Bowser chuckled; “Don’t fret my pet, I’ve all night to convince you.” Pressing the super star to his breast, his already gargantuan figure grew, his cock with it, spines growing and threatening to split the princess in two. Instead of heeding her warnings, he lurched forward with a start, gripping Peach’s breasts in his hands, massaging them and moving them around. Peach moaned, her grunts of protest quickly replaced by dizzied pants as the Koopa King leaned forward, pressing his cock between both breasts. “There’s no reason to get to the main course right away of course.”
Bowser began to thrust, pressing Peach’s breasts against his now larger shaft, pinching the nipples between his fingers to encourage the princess to yelp out, her cries of pleasure ringing out. The Koopa King’s grunting shook the bed frame, as he massaged his cock with his captive’s body, pressing his cockhead against the princess’s lips with each thrust, the leash keeping her head exactly where he wanted it to be.
It didn’t take long for him to come, covering every inch of the princess’s top half with his potent seed. “My love, this is only the beginning, the star’s power fills me with newfound vigor, one load will surely have your belly heavy with my heir in no time. But I won’t stop my pet, you can be sure of that.” The Koopa King thrust forward once more, filling Peach’s mouth with his member, her taste buds overwhelmed with the taste of his cum. “Clean your master’s cock, if you would be so kind princess.”
Peach did as she was told, laving the king’s cock with her tongue, each taste making her more and more convinced that this is what she desired. As she finished her work, Bowser left her mouth free of his kinghood. “Please, master.” She relented; “Please fill me with your heirs!” The pure joy in the Koopa King’s face made her blush, the ravenous animal Bowser could become was a lure she could not escape, but the pure, sometimes childlike romance he felt for her was appealing yet. “You better take care of me, you big brute.”
Bowser dove down to give her an open mouthed kiss; his tongue explored every inch of her mouth, and delved into her throat with excitement. She delighted in his saliva and sucked eagerly on his tongue, as much as she was able to. “My queen, you will be the most pampered broodmother in the entire Koopa Kingdom.”
Bowser dotted her face with kisses, Peach couldn’t help but giggle at the sensation, perhaps the Koopa King could be gentle after all. “Don’t get ahead of yourself, you big goofball, let’s start with one.”
Bowser licked the princess’s breast, cleaning it of his seed before trailing it down her abdomen. “Very well, now, let’s get ready for the real show to begin… on your back, pet.” Releasing the leash from his hand, the Koopa King leaned down and began to ravish her cunt with his tongue, sloppily slurping on her cunt’s juices. The splashing and saliva drove Peach even crazier; she moaned with delight every time his tongue poked its way inside of her folds, which soon turned to a scream of pleasure as she came. The Koopa King spread her legs wide, until his mouth was pressed firmly against her, his tongue deep inside her. The super star’s effects permitted him to explore her innermost parts without coming up for air.
Time seemed to flow together, but after a while, Bowser removed his tongue, receiving much protest from the woman tied to the bed. With a firm grip on her left leg, the Koopa King shoved the princess to her side, until the leg he was clasping faced at a 90 degree angle. “Here I come, beloved.” Peach felt the king’s cockhead pressing against her pussy lips, still spread wide from Bowser’s previous fucking. She screamed loud enough to shake the foundations of the castle when the Super Star’s added girth stretched her out even farther, the Koopa King fully inside her with one thrust.
Tears flowed down Peach’s face, the Koopa King’s balls slapping hard against the outside of her cunt, hour upon hour, orgasm upon orgasm. Saliva dripped onto her face as the Koopa King pressed his hands deep into the sheets next to her, his feverish mating press threatening to break the bed multiple times, but it was made for him, fit for a king. A pool of his seed further ruined the silk sheets the Koopa slept on, but the mess did nothing to stop the lustful, star powered conquest the Koopa King waged. Bowser stroked the princess’s cum-stuffed belly as he continued to fuck into her. The princess lost count of the amount of loads that poured into her, but eventually the star’s power came to an end, the Koopa King finally empty, pulled out, cum still pouring out of his cock, flying into the air and onto Peach’s belly. “Yes! Finally, you’re mine! All mine! Grahahaha!” Part of the princess wanted him to keep his cock buried inside, strapping her to his waist as he used her repeatedly. “Was it everything you wanted, princess?” Bowser’s bravado faded with the Super Star’s effects now sounding meek and unsure as he slashed the restraints binding Peach to the bed.
Peach giggled, barely able to keep her eyes open from exhaustion, and sat up. “And more, my king, and more.” She extended her arms to hug the Koopa’s head, bringing him close. “You’ll be such a wonderful daddy.” Bowser tickled her belly with his tongue, tail wagging with the joy coming from the idea of the child that would soon be growing inside. He rested his head on Peach’s lap, nodding off while the princess stroked the fiery red hair that covered his scalp, Peach kissed him again, a black lipstick stain on his forehead. “Yours, all yours,” and with that, the two fell to sleep.