Marth's Curse Reeditized!
As if I own SSBB or SSBM but I do own me!
Now, from here on in, we are NOT going to find any of the scenes from the original ((it's bad, trust me)) except for Chapter 5 and the 8th and 9th chapter. So anyone who wants to offer suggestions how to torture Martha and maybe Roy, I want you to go for it and tell me in a review!
Chapter 6
Life was good. Marth had been given a sex change. Roy was incapable of human speech around her, (for whatever reason) and Kirby thought that Martha was trying to jump Roy. Thus the reason the small pink puffball was walking between them and constantly throwing them both chaperone-like glances.
"This is... flipping paradise on Earth!" laughed CrazyAcorn, almost falling off the roof as she chuckled really hard.
"Well... hell for them anyway." said KitskuneMiyake trying his best to not begin rolling down the slanting surface.
"And the best part is, I didn't plan Kirby walking in." Pikana cackled, peering over to watch the three. Then the small round smasher suddenly stopped walking. He turned around and motioned for both Martha and Roy to stop. The bluenette lifted an eyebrow. Why weren't they going back to the Smash Mansion?
"Okay. Um, look, there's something I need to tell you guys-er-people." said Kirby, his normally happy face very serious and his foot toeing the ground. Now both swords people were both curious. What was Kirby trying to say?
"Well, I understand that Martha is a girl now and... she's is going to explore her new sexual horizons with her new umm... body parts" started Kirby.
Whatever Martha and Roy had been expecting Kirby to say, that hadn't been it.
The authors had very good reactions; they fell off the roof they were looking from. However, completely unphased by his actions, Kirby continued.
"But you have to remember Martha, although you might be tempted, casual sex is not a good way to satisfy your new needs... "
All Martha could manage to do was blink, once, in utter stupor. Roy actually regained enough will power to try and pinch himself out of this twisted nightmare.
"Keep pinching Roy, this could take awhile!" roared Souldin from where he was before he slipped off the roof as well, it was funny. Something less then half their size was giving them a sex talk. They would never look at Kirby the same way again.
"Which is why I'm worried about Roy. He could easily fall prey to your good looks . . ."
Roy felt his face turn red faster then he could hit the sandbag with his sharp blade. Martha, however, was too stunned to even consider if that had been a compliment the tiny star warrior gave her or an insult.
"It's not like you're a slut Martha..."
Yep. Definitely an insult. The princess was about to give the puffball a piece of her mind and maybe even a helping to her fist, but Kirby continued before she could start.
"But now that you have fully developed breasts and curves Roy could just possibly find them to be quite attractive. So one day, if you two were with each other as just normal, simple friends... Roy could decide to have sex with you." Oh no. Oh no, oh no, oh no. Warning bells went off in Martha's head and would have probably gone off in Roy's too, had the events of this day not numbed him to the constant ringing of 'Danger, Roy Pheare, danger!'.
"Then Roy could slide his twinkie into your new ho-ho and the two of you would the act of sexual intercourse. Then Roy would release his sperm, when it comes in contact with Martha's uterus and she would become pregnant with Roy's child," Okay... mind-raped would be a very good term to use right now.
"OMG! KIRBY! THAT'S SO COPYRIGHT!" roared CrazyAcorn, smashing her cane and breaking a hole in the roof
"Usually a pregnancy is usually a beautiful process... but for Martha this would be horrible. Since you are usually a guy and you don't know the miserable PAIN that happened during those agonising nine months!" Kirby then began yelling at the taller two. "So if people found out that Roy got a girl pregnant, no one would ever want to be with him ever again. He never would together with Lilliana. So you two, listen carefully. DON'T HAVE SEX. EVER. NOT IN THE CAR. NOT IN THE SHOWER. NOT IN THE OVEN OR IN SNAKE'S CARDBOARD BOX. DON'T HAVE SEX BECAUSE MARTHA IS REALLY A MAN DEEP DOWN INSIDE!" Just when they thought it was over, Kirby cleared his throat and started again... those poor unfortunate souls.
"But, you still might want to bed Roy and I understand that because things like this happen, so have some things to talk about. First, if you guys do decide to 'do it' for safe sex you need this thing called a condom which you can use by simply... " Kirby tugged on the arms of the two older teens and gave them a crash course on sex ed, which seemed to just back up his... interesting talk earlier.
Forty minutes later, a practically paralyzed Martha and slightly green Roy walked back into the Smash Mansion. They knew what sex was, but after what Kirby had said... let's just say that the term 'too much information' fit this situation perfectly. It took all the authors had to not reveal their hiding spots from their laughing as the conversation had included, but was not limited too, condoms, the different parts of a both a boy's and girl's, er, lower regions, teenage or young adult pregnancy, how pregnant women acted, and a very detailed account of the very active sex life of Jigglypuff and Meta Knight which the two had never realized
"I'm never looking at a member of the opposite se-gender again." thought Roy, who also found it hard to even think of the word.
Martha then walked past him to get the bathroom and her aroma dragon-nip/attract-stuff-reserved-for-Roy wafted around the red head.
"Well, except for-No! I'm not looking at Martha, I'm not looking at Martha in *that* way!" thought Roy as he shuddered, successfully creeping himself out.
"Ah, you're both back. Did you get something to eat?" asked Master Hand as he floated in.
Martha looked down at her stomach. She hadn't eaten anything since breakfast, but she wasn't even remotely hungry and probably wouldn't be for a long time.
"We did." she answered in a moody tone before heading off to the bathroom, to change in pajamas for an early night. Most of the smashers weren't back yet, so she assumed that if she could get changed to her pajamas, no questions could be asked.
Martha got to the safety of the bathroom and securely locked the door. She took out the very boring navy blue pajamas she had bought and put them on. Surely no one would go to the trouble of transforming her pajamas into . . .
A skin-tight red T-shirt and black panties with blue slippers that were actually high-heels. She was wearing sexy pajamas. Really she was wearing sexy lingerie, but at the moment she was a tad to concerned with the fact she was wearing an outfit that screamed 'Screw me!' instead of the technical nature of her barely there clothes.
"WHAT THE HELL!" she screamed as she looked at the altered clothes
The newly transformed girl looked around the bathroom for something to cover herself with that wouldn't change into slut wear.
"Okay, I'm slightly drooling here and I'm a girl." muttered CrazyAcorn as she and Mr. Pichu peeped through the window. They didn't watch the princess change but they did see when the clothes glowed green, similar to the into what they were observing then.
"I think my innocence has been found... only to be ripped out again and torn into pieces." the rodent mumbled.
She decided on a towel, which also happened to muffle the sound of her heels on the stone. Walking outside with an expression she hoped wasn't fear, she headed out of the bedroom and went to try find Peach and Zelda, hoping they could lend something less revealing to the bluenette.
But, as fate had it, the other princesses had locked their doors and were still having dinner which left Martha standing in the middle of the hallway in front of the decorated locked door.
"Is life so horrible to me? Is it?" Martha looked up and yelled to the sky. The princess shook her head after a few brief seconds of silence and cringed when she heard the front door open and a few people entered from the front hall. Wasting no time, she began sprinting away towards the closest room -which so happened to be the kitchen- in hopes of no one finding her there. After all, they would have just eaten as much as their stomachs could carry.
Unfortunately for Martha, she met up with the second worst person she could run into at this moment of time. He made her blush but not in the same way Roy did... wait. No! That didn't seem right to her.
Anyway, she ran into the miraculous, cute and cuddly Kirby who was trying to make up for the dinner he was forced to miss due to her.
"She's totally screwed." KitskuneMiyake said as he and Velcoraptor Girl looked on
"HIIIIIIIIIIIIII!" Kirby said before inhaling a chicken and staring at Martha's towel. "Why are you..."
Then Martha ran out as fast as she could back to Samus' room.
Sitting down on the living room couch at 10 O'clock at night, Martha avoided taking off the towel by putting her hair into a pony tail. Finally, when she deemed everyone was asleep, and Martha had mastered the art of perfect pony tail tying. The blue headed swordswoman then took off her towel and leaned over. She was about to take off those miserable night heels when she heard a small 'eep!' from the doorway.
Turning slowly, so that for a few more seconds she could deny it was anything, Martha saw Roy's blue eyes were so wide, that they almost did a better job of lighting up the room then the light bulbs.
"Do you mind?" Martha squeaked, even though she meant it to be a growl.
"What are you doing here?" Roy managed to utter
"Samus and a few guys are having a drink in her room, I've been locked out. You?"
"Lost my key and Ike's not in the room."
Both Roy and Martha turned a deep shade of red before Roy turned around and muttered something about the bathroom.
Martha quickly wrestled her shoes off with trembling hands, although she didn't know why she was trembling, and slid under the covers. This was the worse day of her entire existence. And, interestingly enough, she couldn't help but think of how Roy looked in just his shirt and pants. It certainly made his torso look . . . what the hell was she thinking?!
Martha groaned and put her pillow over her head. Hoping that she'd lose enough air to be knocked out, or even better, killed. However, she eventually fell into a normal sleep. This is when Roy re-entered the room and realized that the only area that had enough room for him was next to Martha. And, when I say next, I mean that the two are barely one inch apart. Roy silently slipped into the area and prayed to the Gods that nothing happened tonight that would result in a very angry Martha.
And somebody heard him!
But, not the person, or people, he had expected.
That's right! The authors had, obviously, been listening in! From where they were hovering over the roof.
"Hmm, we weren't planning to anything tonight, but now..." whispered the Pikachu fanfiction writer as she rubbed her hands together.
"Ooh! Ooh! Let me do it! I have the *perfect* spell for this! Pleeeeease let me!" begged KitskuneMiyake as he jumped up and down to grab the other's attention.
"Don't you have dignity?" Souldin asked
"Not since I last checked."
"Oh fine, go ahead..." agreed the greenette.
"No! I will not tolerate this! No perviness! ATTACK!" Mr. Pichu suddenly and randomly yelled as he attacked like the spastic chu he was. Lazily, Pikana took out her bazooka, cleverly named Bazookie, and blasted Mr. Pichu in the face, sending him rolling down the roof.
"I was bored..." she said flicking her wrist to ask Velcoraptor girl to continue
The VG smiled and high-fived CrazyAcorn, who then smacked Pikana with her cane, and pulled out a vile of black liquid. If you looked closely at it, you could see a room, of sorts. The dinosaur girl made an image appear of the two sleeping fire emblem characters and poured some on Roy; it disappeared just before it hit him. She then took out a bottle of red liquid and then poured it on Martha; it too disappeared before hitting her.
After that, the CrazyAcorn called up a wall of white mist for the screen, five comfy chairs, popcorn, and some soda along with a medical kit that fell on top of Mr. Pichu who was now stuck in the garden at the base of the mansion. The authoresses had just set up to give Roy and Martha some 'interesting' shared dreams, and they didn't want to miss that.
"Has it started yet?" whispered Pikana excitedly, grabbing some popcorn.
"Not yet... ah, here it is!" Souldin murmured. They all leaned in to watch only to smash heads into each other. After a few groans and arguments, the authors finally managed to agree on a position that they could all watch comfortably.
Inside the dream, the red head was dressed in black pants that were like the navy ones he normally wore. He was in a stone room with no windows or doors. It was furnished with black silk drapes, a few small black tables with black roses and black candles on them, and a bunch of black pillows, and black sheets, in the middle of the room. The black arrangement was not what disturbed him though.
What really disturbed him was the fact that female Martha was in the middle of the pillow pile dressed in nothing more then a red sheet that had been wrapped around her body. Her white skin deeply contrasted from the black room, as did her blue hair that was covering part of her face. Martha, followed the dream's instinct and she slowly lifted one hand and beckoned Roy to her. And the most disturbing thing was that Roy was actually enjoying this.
"This is why we have Mr. Pichu over and down, planted in the ground." CrazyAcorn mumbled, trying to contain her wicked excitement.
Roy walked over to the girl and slid into the sheets. She pulled him closer and growled sensually into his ear. Her nails raked his chest as her lips found his mouth.
"Oh gawd!" Kitskune yelled, but Pikana whacked him with her fist. "what the heck are they doing? You sick monsters"
Back in the dream, out of instinct Roy's hands wound around her waist, trying to find out how to get this sheet off of her. Martha's mouth moved away from his as she planted delicate butterfly kisses on his jaw, his neck, and finally she stopped to nibble on his ear. Roy let out a low moan. This was so wrong, but it was so right! Then he noticed that Martha's hands were going even lower . . .
And that's when he woke up.
Roy almost sat up, but couldn't because of the warm body his arms were embracing. He cracked one eye open and almost died because that 'warm body' he was holding was Martha's. And that wasn't all. One of her legs was in- between his, her arms were around his neck, and her face was so close, that Roy could feel her breathing. She was moaning a bit as well which scared the pyro on so many different levels.
And while Roy was trying to figure out how to remove her, without waking her up, five demons... uhh... fanfiction writers up above were laughing their asses off.
"Hahaha! Oh Gods, this is great! Should we . . . you know . . . wake her?" asked Souldin.
"That would be mean!" gasped Velcoraptor Girl, still laughing her leather arse off.
"Of course we should!" They all yelled in unison, still laughing utterly no apparent reason. Wait, they're authors, the thrive off this stupid stuff and reviews... yeah. Reviews were the source of life and stuff...
And just as Roy had devised a plan for getting Martha off of him, KitskuneMiyake grabbed a bugle and began playing it as loud as he could. The bluenette looked sleepily at Roy while he smiled in fear.
"Uhh... hi?"
BAM!
In his room, Mewtwo suddenly smashed his head into the wall the second he woke up. The usually calm psychic Pokemon was now severely disturbed from a certain dream that had occurred downstairs. On so may levels, the psychic Pokemon had been mind-raped.
What he didn't expect was that he made a hole in the wall and slammed King DeDeDe out of his bed next door.
"OUCH!"
"Sorry" said Mewtwo bluntly
"What's wrong with you?"
"Dreams in the head, irritating ones to be at that." Mewtwo replied and shuddered at the thought. He was so going to scramble their brains when he got the opportunity before mind crushing them to Australia.
"Okay. You are paying for the wall."
"Fine... but for your own safety... don't go downstairs yet."
"Why?"
"You seriously do not want to know..."
And you thought Kirby was innocent XD! He's actually older then most of the Smashers, probably only defeated in age by Ganondorf and Meta Knight.
AND THE MORAL OF THE STORY: NEVER EVER LET KIRBY SEE YOU WHEN YOU ARE SITTING/LEANING OVER YOUR FRIEND OF THE OPPOSITE SEX! HE'LL GIVE YOU NIGHTMARES!
I bet you all didn't expect this from me... but it was HILARIOUS to write!
Yeah... I should stop watching SPICE! by Len Kagamine on Youtube... I'm sick minded.
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