Epilogue

Mario and Luigi finally came home after a long day. As they were lubricating each-other's assholes, Princess Peach entered the room. Mario was so startled that he shot her with his aging fire flower. Her body grew older, visions of a lifetime of memories she hadn't gotten to live flashed by her in a mere matter of seconds. Peach saw her children grow old and die of cancer while she lived, everyone around her becoming old and disheveled as she simply stood there, unable to move from the shock. When it was done, she had become 90 and stood there in the room. She fell to her knees, and cried into her hands, her body convulsed as she cried a horrible wail. Mario came to her and forcefully removed the hands from her face.

"This has-a been one of my-a greatest fantasies." He stroked his member while flashing a grin at Luigi, who was spreading his asshole wide.

Mario began to stick his penis inside, but out of no-where, Luigi screamed. He started hiding in the corner of the room, with his arms over his ears, screaming.

"NOOO, god! KILL ME NOW!" he said.

Mario turned to his other option, and started to squish her breasts. With every squish, there was sour milk lactating out. He licked in the crevice of the tits, and found dust, along with bits of toenails. A large spider came out of her mouth as she opened it in pleasure. Luigi raised a 9mm caliber polymer frame 5 out of 5 stars Smith Wesson Shield semi-automatic pistol to his head.

"I'LL FUCKING DO IT!" he said, "I'M BETTER OFF DEAD!"

"SHUT UP!" Mario said as he thrusted his cock inside Peach's old, crusty asshole, "just do it then!"

Luigi was now cutting himself in the corner of the room as Mario called peach a sexy goat. Mario finished inside of her, and when he pulled his oak tree out, he exclaimed,
"This old bag of bones really has a bone for me..."

Luigi was now cutting himself significantly, "The louder I scream, the faster they come."

They both went to bed, while Mario was very happy as his dream had come true, Luigi wanted to die for how bad his PTSD had become.