One of the Hammer Brothers passed the pseudo-blunt object to his companion for a turn. He then puffed a small stream of smoke from his nostrils before continuing their conversation. "All I'm saying it's the word phrasing that doesn't make sense to me." He proclaimed with some hand gestures.
"Yo, that's like grade school, man." Replied his twin companion as he took a deep inhale of the power-up substance. "They teach you that stuff once you hit 8-ish or whatever."
The first Hammer Bro rolled his eyes. "Oh, sorry, Mr. Graduate. I didn't get a topnotch teacher when I grew up."
"Man, I learned this crap from the streets. Very simple."
"Simple?" The koopa repeated as he reached to take his turn to hit. "You wonna explain to me how they got 'Dick' from 'Richard'?"
"You ask nicely."
The Hammer Bro glared at his cheeky partner. He was about to smack him on the head, when suddenly, the echoing footsteps down the hall caught his attention. Both koopas noticed a familiar red and blue figure storming their way through. The koopas looked at one another and gave a sharp nod in understanding; they knew what needed to be done. Immediately the pair acted; they straighten themselves up, used air fresheners and breathe mints, and stomped out the lite evidence all in the spam of five seconds. They stood at attention like professional guardskoopa, their weaponry of hammers out and held tight in their hands.
Mario didn't even bat an eye at the two as he advanced onward, baring a scowl on his face with no interruptions.
The moment he was out of their sight the Hammer Brothers violently coughed from the burning air they forcefully kept in their throats.
"Man, what got his panties in a bunch?" One of the koopas managed to ask.
"Who knows? I'm…I'm just relived we're not getting stomped on."
His identical partner nodded in agreement. Their helmets can do so little protection from a boot to a head.
As Mario continues onward none of the wondering baddies dare intervene with his progress. Not out of fear of his angry demeanor or invading the castle as usual, he had long since been granted exclusive permission from their leader to come and go as he pleases. It was a nice comforting change, but at the moment he did hope someone would try and hold him down to relieve some frustration. Heading into the direction where the main source of his problem was last seen, Mario's mind was muddle with the events that transpired over the last couple of months.
Bowsette just won't stop with her newfound obsession to get back at the princess. On a bi-weekly attempt the koopa woman would come up with new schemes; a variety of which that will make Peach either jealous, appease for their forgiveness, or, Mario's personal favorite, she will crawl back to them and beg to be their sex slave. That last part made his eyes rolled from how ridiculous that sounded he had to remind himself, again, that this is Bowsette's plan, so it wasn't surprising. Despite all that, Peach somehow kept avoiding all of their shenanigans and scandalous love making in front of her eyes. Mario honestly thought she went blink at some point, he hasn't talked to her since the start of all this.
Either way this drove Bowsette mad with denial, she became more depraved and a lot riskier, which in turn means more abusive on Mario's 'small mario'. Not that he will deny he didn't like the sex; those huge knockers bouncing in front of his face will never get old.
Mario grimaced, it was obviously that crown warping Bowsette's mind. She even once attempted to cook him dinner, which was evidence enough that something went wrong. Maybe it was right around that time when he was having a conversation with Rosalina. She was wearing some casual clothes and carrying around a musical instrument. She was in the middle of sharing her interest with a guitar, until Bowsette interrupted out of nowhere. The koopa woman shoved her so hard she flew through a building and then argued with Mario for 'cheating' on her.
No, this can't continue any longer; these pity revenge schemes need to stop now. After crossing a bridge suspended over molten lava, Mario enter into a private chamber. As expected, Bowsette was there. She stood with her back turned and a sing-song hum in her voice, completely unaware of another's presence. She was attending to something with her tail wagging merrily. Even from behind Mario can still see the great aspects of her beauty. But not today. Whatever she is occupied with will have to wait.
With a sharp cough for attention Bowsette turned around. The moment the man was spotted in her sights her eyes spark with joy and her lips became a loving smile. After all his time spent with her, she had never shown this amount of affection.
Mario puffed out his chest and stood his ground. This was it; he is going to lay down the law! Enough was enough! It's time to stop! He did not care how crazy hot she looked as a Peach impersonator. He will not let her amp breasts and baby making hips take away his demeanor. He won't allow her happy expression and the egg she's gently cradling within her arms distract him. He will-
…wait.
Mario did a double-take and stood dumbfounded at the football size egg in the koopa woman's grasp. All preparations for an argument were immediately abandon as questions were already forming in the plumber's head.
A genuine giggle escaped from Bowsette at the sight of Mario's gaping. "Isn't it beautiful?" She finally spoke as she lightly strokes the egg between her arms. "I didn't think it was possible, but behold. Mines, yours, our creation…" Bowsette's sweet and loving smile was making the man sweat as the next inevitable words came at him as if it was in slow motion. "Ooouur baabbby~!"
Those words plunged through his ears and constantly rattled in his head until he felt dizzy. Mario, somehow, knocked-up the King of Koopas- or Princess of Koopas, whatever!
How was this possible? Was this some kind of twisted joke?
"Now, I know what you're thinking." She stated, practically skipping towards a makeshift basket on a wooden desk and placing the egg in it. Mario thought really hard for scramble eggs and bacon. "How could this egg benefits our revenge against Peach once and for all?"
Suddenly, Bowsette whirled around and an obvious change in her demeanor made the man flinched. She marched straight towards him, closing the distance between them. Her expression of a derange woman was on display; a wicked sharp grin and ruby eyes reflecting as a predictor. Mario instinctively backed away until he bumped against a wall. Both of her hands slammed next to his head as she lean in close and breathed heavily as her amp cleavage heaved in response.
"Babies." Bowsette spoke after a paused, her hefty tone carried along with her growing obsession. "Babies, Mario. It's the missing key to get that bratty princess jealous, to make her pay for what she has done." The koopa woman sighed in content as she looked up. "I can already see it; you…me…and all eight of our lovely children. Like a family! Fwoh ho, ho, ho, ho!"
Mario blinked. Didn't she already have eight annoying kids? Then he remembered she disowned seven of them. Yes, that is a legalize law within Dark Land.
The sudden grasps around his arms snapped the plumber out his thoughts. Bowsette's half lidded eyes were captivating and pierce right through his judgment yet again. "You know, laying that egg and all this talk about making more got me really hot…and wet!"
Mario never got the chance to protest as she pulled him in and latched her mouth onto his. The plumber's muffled yep was silence by her invading long tongue and a surprisingly pleasant scented breath. She moaned and took advantage of his stunned condition, lashing her wet serpent-like tongue about and tasting every corner. Beyond his control Mario responded in kind, practically wrestling in and out of each other's maws. Her hot and moist mouth felt tenderizing, almost addicting.
Eventually the two separated, the connecting saliva bridged between them slowly fell apart. The man's eyes felt slightly blurry from the sensation as he recollected himself. Bowsette can barely hold back the urge to rub between her legs. Her pussy aches and demands satisfaction.
"Now! Let's get started right now!" She demanded. With swift movements she dashed to a nearby table and knocked all of its containment onto the ground. Bowsette bent over and grabbed her black dress and lifted it aside. Her tail rises as she flashed her pantiless, wobbling, bubbly ass and her glistening snatch leaks with her arousal. She looked over her shoulder and gave her rear a firm smack before speaking in a luxurious tone. "Come! Invade my castle you pesky plumber!"
Mario stood wide eyed as he slowly processed two scenarios that happening before him. For one; everything went out of control real fast. On the other hand; Bowsette is playing the submission role, which is a rarity…
Mario tore off his slacks and marched up to that ass.
The End.
(A/N)
And that concludes the story. Sorry, not much in the ways of smutty writing this chapter. You'll get plentiful of that in the bonus chapter.
...or rather the BOOnus Chapter.
