It was part of Bowser's latest plan. An artifact he had sent his minions out to look for. He had heard rumors of this artifact, a crown that granted great power to its wearer. And if everything went well, it would be part of his latest scheme to kidnap Peach. Though he was concerned, a fact he only admitted to Kamek.. Not even his children knew, let alone his army. Kamek understood why he was concerned, and shared in it. After all, while the "Super Crown" as it was called was supposed to grant power, nobody knew in what form this power would take. And Bowser knew there were powers out there that were so great, they forced him to work with Mario. Whether it was Smithy, Cackletta, or many of the others out there, he was well aware that dangers were out there, and he was hoping this Crown wasn't among them.
Soon enough, one of his minions delivered the crown, resting within a unique item box. As the minion walked out, Bowser took the crown in his claws, turning it all around to look at it from all angles. It wasn't his style, he had to admit. The inner part was pink, and the crown itself had eyes, like many things had, though they didn't really stare at anything. He walked over to a floor-length mirror, eager to see what would happen, as he held the crown over his head, and with an evil chuckle, placed it on his head.
At first, nothing happened. He was about to remove it in frustration, when he felt something. An energy was flowing out of the crown, down around his body. A strange glowing energy enveloped his body, but he didn't feel any power from it, and reached up to take the crown off. Yet he could feel his body changing before it could happen. With some horror, Bowser watched as his face got flatter, the features on his turtle face vanishing through the energy that was shapeshifting him. After a few seconds of it, he realized what his face was becoming. Am I becoming human? His answer soon came, as through the glowing energy, he could see his once turtle face take on a humanoid shape. Gone were the cheekbones, and now there was a human face.
Though as the face took shape, he realized it too was wrong. Not because it was ugly. No, the face taking shape in the mirror was pretty. TOO pretty, as he could pass for one of Peach's relatives. No, don't tell me. This thing isn't just going to make me human, it's going to make me a girl? He reached up, trying to pull the crown off to no avail.
When his face began to settle, he noticed his once red eyes were now a light blue, framed with eyeliner, and his hair had lightened, reaching a blonde shade reminiscent of his favorite princess. And it had lengthened as well. His ears however were less humanoid compared to the rest. Or rather, they looked human enough, until he saw the points. They were even complete with blue earrings. So wait, this thing gives jewelry too? A minor shock was the fact that his horns were still present, framing his now feminine face. Not to mention that upon opening his mouth, he could see sharp, pointed teeth.
Though of course, the Crown wasn't done. His neck had already begun to take shape, slimming up to a delicate human neck. He could feel it reach deep as well, had a hunch on what was happening. "What's happening?" He asked, mostly to himself. Though he already knew the answer to the question before he asked. But asking provided the answer to the REAL question he had in mind. His voice, once sounding rough, coarse, and deep, had risen quite a few octaves in pitch, matching what the rest of the crown was doing to his body. But what he was thankful for was that it didn't make him sound exactly like Peach. More like a relative, cousin maybe. Like if Peach herself had a "bad" cousin. Though the crown accessorized as well, giving the neck a black leather collar, studded with metal spikes, similar to what he already wore.
His shell was shrinking, but didn't vanish, stopping near his human forming back, almost resembling a strapless backpack of sorts. Shoulders were slimming, along with his arms. It was almost not a shock by now to see his scales vanishing into human skin. It was also strange to feel one of his fingers split in two, to give five fingers per hand. Though there were surprises. The arms, while feminine, were also toned, biceps clearly visible through the energy still surrounding his body. Not to mention black leather bands, one around the middle of the bicep, and another near the wrist, on both arms, all four studded in spikes, all in the same style as the collar around the neck. And there was the fact that the now human fingernails were black, almost as if painted. Yet it seemed like it wasn't nail polish, they were naturally that way, complete with points that he was sure could easily scratch something if he had to. He had to admit, where once he was fearing what this thing was doing to him, he had to admit, if it was making him into a "bad" Peach….that wasn't so bad. Though that gave rise to a slightly dark thought: Was he becoming attracted to his new body? Would he rather kidnap whoever he was becoming, instead of Peach?
Of course, it didn't stop there. He was gaining a waist now, pinching in, hips widening as his spine straightened, making him go from his normal hunched over posture to a standing straight human one. Though another oddity was the fact that nothing was happening to his tail. Next came a change he had to admit curiosity about. He watched as the chest grew, bustier than Peach if he knew his sizes correctly. He smirked in the mirror, the new toothy grin staring back as he realized that if Peach had peaches, this new body rocked melons for sure.
What came next was at first a disappointment, yet he didn't fully mind it in the end. Just as the magic shaped the body, they got covered in black, which eventually took the shape of first a strapless bra over his new melons, and then over that a strapless dress that hugged the curves nicely, with a blue gem in the center of the cleavage and some dark gray trim in a few places. He had to admit, it suited his new body well, further churning up a dark desire to kidnap himself. What's more, this looked like someone who'd fight back, who'd need domination. An idea that excited him, he had to admit.
Next up to take shape was the ass. Something his turtle body lacked, but this new body of his had plenty of, with the dress taking shape over it nicely. And of course, he could feel the...other part of him take shape, a gentle warmth flooding his body as it happened. An area he had to admit he wanted to...explore later. It wouldn't have surprised him if the magic ensured it wasn't just for show, and if the new part of his body...worked. Though the thought occurred that now he could truly say his body was female. Though he wasn't sure that made him female. Birdo was likely the expert to consult on this.
When it was done, he could glimpse his body's new lady bits were there, minus a single hair. In fact it made him realize that except for his head, this body had NO hair, anywhere else. But before he could fully admire his new lady parts, they got covered in black, shaping into a thong that fit comfortably. Bowser wasn't surprised, a thong looked like something this body would wear. That, or to go commando. This body felt risky and daring enough for that.
The magic kept going, down the legs, shaping them nicely with some nice thighs he had to admit. He began to admit to himself that yes, he would rather kidnap this body than Peach, for the sake of looks. If anything, it would be a hard kidnapping. If he was still in his old body, he would be grateful for the shell, though the lower parts would be PAINFULLY uncomfortable right now. A normal erection was painful enough, and the shape his body was taking would've given a certain part of his old body a mega mushroom. Now though, he was feeling a warmth build between the developing thighs, pulse quickening. Hey, if this is what it's like to be horny as a girl...this isn't bad. But then again….I'm always horny, he thought to himself with another grin, touching the horns.
The calves soon followed the thighs, reptilian feet forming into human feet that, unsurprisingly, had natural black nails. Though, unsurprisingly, he didn't get to enjoy that for long. Black covered the feet, forming into shoes, and he felt his new heels lift as they became high heels. Of course she has….I have, heels. My surprise couldn't sink any lower if it went to the underground. I hear walking in heels is a bitch. Though soon after that, the magic of the dress kept flowing down around the legs, until it was floor length, with dark gray trim near the floor, and with the tail sticking out the back.
Now that the transformation was complete, Bowser could see the magic beginning to fade, and soon after vanished altogether. So now he could examine his new, feminine, human body in all its glory. He had some concerns, such as the heels he thought about earlier, hoping he wouldn't fall over in them. Not to mention that the dress might get in the way of walking. How does Peach do it?
Yet he liked it. He even made a few poses, which came naturally to him for whatever reason. It's was as if this body was more than physical. He even walked about, surprised at how easy it was, hips swaying as he paced the room. It was as if the crown gave him more than a body. Indeed, if he stopped, he could feel it. He struck a few more poses in the mirror, confident in this body's new looks. Logically, it should've been awkward. Going from a male turtle body, with some dragon mixed in, to a female human body should've been a disaster. Yet he took to it like he was born this way. He even FELT different. Powerful and confident, sure, that was normal. But it was different somehow. A "I'm sexy and I know it" vibe came from this body. This girl could seduce her way into what she wanted. At this rate, Bowser felt that if he still had his old body, and this new one came up to him, this girl could kidnap HIM. And he might not even complain either. A thought that clashed everything he thought he knew about himself.
"Well my sweet, it's been fun. But it's time for you to go," Bowser said to the mirror, the voice naturally sultry and seductive. FUCK….why am I so hot now? He had to admit that had he been younger, once he got the crown off….he would've wanted to "imagine" himself with this girl later. One part of him still wanted to.
Though there was a problem. Try as he might to remove the crown….it wouldn't come off. It was stuck to his head. "Come ON!" Bowser yelled, eyes widening as fire left his mouth. So he could still fire breathe, even in this form. A fact he had to admit he liked.
After a few minutes of struggling, he gave up. The Super Crown wasn't coming off. Yet...at the same time he didn't want it to. Or rather...SHE didn't want to. It was a bit of another surprise. This female body came not just with an internal how-to manual, but a personality all its own, independent of Bowser's. But it didn't feel sapient. It wasn't like he had a split personality now. He was still himself. But the body he was inhabiting still had desires, a will of its own. Though not a strong enough will that it would act without him, he was still in control here. Still had the final say in the end. Though crown removal seemed to be the exception.
"So, I'm stuck with you, huh?" Bowser said to the mirror, flashing another toothy grin. "Well deary, you need a name. I'm keeping the name Bowser. And I'm not calling YOU that." He could feel...agreement, from his new body. True, she held power. Indeed, while he did have control over this body, at the same time he was her hostage, as she wasn't going away. And she could likely coerce him into doing anything. If she wanted, she probably COULD keep the name Bowser. But she had no desire to take his name. She wanted something that fit her better. In fact, Bowser could actually FEEL a name enter his consciousness, just as he was about to pick one out for her. Clever girl.
"Well then, Bowsette it is then," he said to the mirror. "And if I'm going to be honest? I'm not sure who'd kidnap who here. Would I, in my old body, kidnap you? Or would you kidnap me?" He asked with a smirk, making a pose. Deep within his mind, he felt the ghost of a feminine chuckle, as if Bowsette was answering him. Which way, he couldn't say. Maybe both ways. "Well, it'll be...fun Bowsette. I hope we can enjoy each other. I know I would be if I was still me. You make Peach look plain." Another ghost of a chuckle from Bowsette entered his mind, and he could feel more warmth grow between the legs, feeling as if his heart went down there. "OK, that's it. Now how do I…." He reached behind him to find a zipper, some way to get this dress off.
Yet as his desire took hold, the dress dissolved into magic, which then got absorbed by his body. It left him staring at his new body in underwear, all black to match the color scheme he was rocking. He also noticed a blue belly button piercing. "Girl, you've got taste. Why can't Peach wear something like this? Speaking of...we can still kidnap Peach like this, right?" He asked, and he could feel the affirmation flowing from Bowsette. In fact, he could feel desires from her, not just for Peach, but Mario as well. "Now hold on there! Let's start with Peach." While he hadn't expected it, it also wasn't a shock that Bowsette was bisexual. Though he had to admit, that right now the idea of….being with a guy weirded him out.
Though that made him realize something else that SHOULD'VE weirded him out, yet it hadn't. Though now it slightly did when he thought about it. But only slightly. That being the fact that he was effectively talking to himself this whole time. Yet he also understood why it didn't weird him out, as Bowsette was her own personality to a degree. He'd have to get better about it in the future, especially around others.
He grasped his new breasts, enjoying both how soft they felt in his hands, and feeling moans escape his lips as the sensations flooded him. So, if the dress came off that easily, then I assume….yep! As he thought, the bra soon vanished, breasts spilling out. A nice touch was the piercings in the nipples, which felt extra sensitive when touched. Better still, Bowsette knew what she liked as Bowser explored her body with her guidance, but not before he paused to go sit on his bed.
Soon enough, Bowser felt that Bowsette was not just warm between the legs, but wet. Well, go on. Show me what to do. The thong vanished, leaving Bowsette naked, and Bowser smirked internally seeing a clit piercing. Fuck, I've got metal in all the right places. Do I… He mentally asked, and stuck his tongue out, all while looking in the mirror. Sure enough, Bowsette's tongue rocked a stud as well. Though his main concern was how much he wanted to touch his new pussy, and did so lustily. Bowsette was in control here, easily, he was too lost in the sensations to care. His own role was simply to translate Bowsette's desires into motions. He allowed his hand to massage her clit, his fingers eventually diving deep within Bowsette's pussy. Legs bucked as fingers found an extra sensitive spot within, what he assumed had to be the G-spot, rubbing furiously as if it had been a long time. Though it was also the first time, one part of Bowser reasoned, which meant Bowsette had the hormones of a horny teenager, though with the experience of someone far older. Bowser got lost, allowing the sensations from Bowsette to flood his mind.
Though it wasn't long, or so it seemed, before it was all over. With a loud cry, Bowsette came, hips bucking as she did so. For that brief moment, Bowser felt as if he didn't exist, like he was Bowsette, all the way to the core. Soon, probably too soon, Bowser came down from the high, felt himself existing again within Bowsette's body. "Now that was something," he smirked into the mirror, standing up, feeling all clothes materialize back around Bowsette's body. He couldn't remember a single male orgasm that felt that good. I don't know if you were trying to make a point, but if so, then yes, being you isn't so bad Bowsette. The real issue now, is to see how everyone else will react. From my kids, to Kamek, to my entire army. And that's just those who are friendly to me. I'm extra curious now what Peach, the toads, and the Mario Brothers would think.