"Ready to get SMASHed?" Bowser growled, stepping onto the platform. He slammed his fists together. The Smash team sometimes hosted competitions after hours to hone their abilities.
His eyes bulged out as a feminine figure hovered down towards the platform, looking as delicate as a flower. Her pink dress, crown and unmistakable golden hair. Princess Toadstool herself.
She waved to him before taking up the most feminine fighting stance he had ever seen. Twirling her pink parasol over one shoulder.
"What are YOU doing here?" The Koopa King asked, bewildered.
She giggled, extending her hand in his direction, as if charging up an attack.
He was expecting a REAL fighter. Not the damsel he kidnapped over their respective series.
"Peach." He sighed, "I don't want to hurt you."
Bowser was caught off guard by a vine that suddenly wrapped itself around his ankle. Then his next. In the blink of an eye, the vines had fixed themselves around his ankles, wrists and neck.
That's a new one.
He pulled against the vines, slashing at them with his claws. For each tendril he severed, another took its place. They successfully pulled him over. The Koopa King landed on spiked shell with a resounding thud. Stranded like a turtle on his back. The vegetation coils constricting.
"Peach?" He called out. "I get it. That was a nice one...Hehe...You've been practising."
Only silence. He could not see very well from this vulnerable position.
"Peach! Listen to me. You can stop. You win...I underestimated you. Who taught you that?"
The vines did not let up. They forced his legs open. Roaming over him like a hentai. His tail wagging uncontrollably.
"Wa-hahahahaha!" Someone laughed.
He recognized that gravelling, deep voice immediately.
"YOU! You put her up to this. Why?"
His grunting was ignored. Wario grabbed his bulge, squeezing his manhood with a vice-like grip.
Bowser was betrayed by his body. His manhood throbbing, demanding more. Wario obliged, prodding him with his fat fingers. Pumping the Koopa King's erection with both of his large gloved hands.
"Wa! Hahahahaha!" He cackled maniacally as Bowser struggled, rocking from side to side on his shell.
The engorged buds from the leafless vines pressed against his entrance. Bowser laughed, his plated belly jiggling up and down. He squinted, brows furrowing as he fought to swat them off. The vines flipped him onto his stomach.
Bowser gritted his jagged teeth. Circled by the fat, moustache-twirling man in purple and yellow over-alls.
"I DEMAND you to let go of me!"
Wario was crazy enough to bite the Koopa King on the snout. Bowser tried swiping at the fat man, but before he could land a blow, Wario put the Koopa King's upper body in his mouth.
"WHAT are you doing to me? Stop this INSTANT!" His rage was muffled by his circumstances.
This was no fighting style he'd ever experienced. Bowser kicked his legs in protest. Dainty feet traipsed up and down his back as Peach hummed in her sing-song voice. He imagined her hands behind her back. Her cute smile. He had no idea what he was in for. Peach swept her golden locks into a sporty ponytail. Knuckles cracking. Parasol folded and laid on the ground.
The vines retracted as the vine's source stomped over. A behemoth of a creature. A large, scaled Pokemon that resembled the shape of the frog. A bulb perched on its back, encircled by flourishes of foliage. It's claws click-clacking over the platform.
"Ivysaur!" It exclaimed in a slow drawl.
Bowser flinched as the Ivysaur's tongue licked beneath his tail.
"Stop…" Bowser grunted under his breath. "That feels...Ah. Ah! No...more. More!"
"Ah!" Bowser gasped as he was lifted up into the air. His legs spread wider by the vines. The Ivysaur waddled closer, positioning itself directly beneath his a bellow, it lowered the Koopa King down onto its bulb. He roared out as the bulb slowly pushed up into his tight ass.
"Fuck!" He roared.
The vines fixed him in place with no additional downward force. Allowing Bowser to adjust to its size before it slid him up and down, slamming the bulb deep inside him. Bowser flailed his arms.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
He opened his eyes as Peach approached. She knelt before him. At eye-level with his swollen shaft.
"P-p-Peach?" He stammered. "What are you?-"
She removed her satin gloves, reaching up to tie a glove over her eyes like a blindfold. Princess Toadstool closed her baby blue eyes, poking out her tongue. She cupped the base of Bowser's shaft in her tiny hands. Her dainty fingers traipsing up over the bumps and divots all over his erection.
"Peach~" He murmured as she took him in her mouth. "That feels…so good." A shudder ripped through him.
The blonde continued to deepthroat him until he erupted. She drank deeply. Ivysaur's vines let go of his wrists and ankles. Peach stood up, unfastening her makeshift blindfold. She took a step back, wiping his warm, vicious juices her face with her gloves. He fell down off the bulb with a sigh. Bowser fell down onto his back. Splayed like a starfish. His body limp from all the pleasure he had experienced. Peach climbed up onto his underbelly, lifting her skirts. She lowered herself onto his throbbing shaft. Bouncing up and down until she reached her climax.
Her moans reminded him of her cheeky, girly giggle. His thoughts were too clouded by the heat of the moment. She fell asleep, curled up on his stomach. The Koopa King laid there, not wanting to wake the sleeping princess.
Wario and Ivysaur turned and waddled away. Satisfied. Their jobs here were done.
"Game. Over!"