"So… we get in, find Tubba Blubba's weakness, and get out," Goommaria summarized from behind Mario as they walked.
"That's the plan." Bow hovered along the ground at the front of the group, her expensive black shoes at no risk of being scratched by the rough, brown trail.
"But… what if she doesn't have a weakness?" Koopie shook in her shell. "We could be doing this all for nothing, I don't want to end up like a Petal Meadow Koopa, after all."
"Do not worry." Shaid glanced back behind her as she floated slightly behind Bow. "Well… actually, it is perfectly reasonable to worry about being eaten because that is a distinct possibility, even if you aren't a Boo. What you do not need to worry about is whether or not Tubba Blubba has a weakness."
"Really? How are you so sure?" Goommaria crossed her arms curiously.
"We know because, otherwise, Tubba Blubba wouldn't have so much security." Bow pointed towards the castle at the top of the hill and Mario noticed that the lights were all still on. "A truly invincible woman wouldn't bother hiring an armed guard and installing the most expensive home protection system on the market. She might act tough, but if there is one thing we Boos are good at, it's sensing fear. And that woman is deathly afraid of losing something…"
"Any idea what, though?" Mario eyed the approaching castle nervously.
"No clue - but if I know paranoia, she'll want to keep whatever she's afraid of losing somewhere she can keep an eye on it all times." Bow had a smug smile creeping onto her face. "And the best place to do that… is in her bedroom."
"Ah - using your experience with your own diary against an opponent! I am quite proud of you, Lady Bow." Shaid clapped her hands together softly in celebration.
"Gah! I told you to stop telling people about that!" Bow waved her arms wildly around in anger.
"Well, at least we have a clearer goal now; break into her bedroom and look for anything suspicious." Bombette put a hand on both Mario and Bow's shoulders, though the noble Boo quickly brushed hers off.
"You mentioned something about security, though." Mario raised a cautious eyebrow. "What kind of security does she have?"
"Well, as far as we can tell, she has the usual Sentinel system, along with a large group of armed guards." Bow fanned herself lightly as they continued walking. "They're all Clubbas like her, by the way, so don't expect them to be pushovers."
"Oh no… they're not all going to be as big as her, are they?" Mario began to sweat a little.
"Well, they'll be as round, but not nearly as massive. Most Clubbas are only about as tall as you are, and Tubba Blubba used to be the same way." Bow slammed her fan back shut. "Oh, and by the way, Mario; you're about to step on someone."
"Gah!" Mario jumped backwards and looked down to see what he thought was an unusually green rock was actually an unusually green woman, sleeping in the middle of the road. She was wearing familiar baggy jeans (which actually weren't pre-ripped) and a white A-shirt, and was sleeping surprisingly soundly for someone who was using an actual rock for a pillow. "Who in the world is that?"
"Oh calm down, it's just a Hyper Cleft." Bow looked down at Mario superiourly. "They're kinda like bums, but completely harmless."
"Oh… phew." Mario's shoulders relaxed as he let out a relieved sigh.
"Well… they're harmless when they're asleep." Goommaria pointed out. "If they wake up… well, let's just say you don't want to get in her way, especially if you're male."
Mario gasped as he jumped back again, but tried his best to do it quietly as to avoid waking the Cleft up. Fortunately for him, she was still sleeping like a rock and started sucking on her thumb.
"Oh, sorry - I forgot to tell you that part." Bow made sure not to turn around to hide her smile.
"Just… warn me sooner next time, okay?" Mario said as the group carefully walked around the sleeping woman.
"Well… we Boos aren't very well known for our warnings, but I'll try my best," Bow replied as they finally reached the top of the hill.
"Okay, we're here." Bombette craned her neck up to look at the large, wooden door that stood at the entrance of the castle. From where she was, the brown stone walls seemed to stretch up into the sky indefinitely. "How are you going to get us in? Phase inside and open the door from the other side?"
"I'm afraid that isn't an option." Bow examined the nails on her right hand closely. "The door is locked by a code that they change every day. Shaid and I could go in by ourselves, but then that would defeat the purpose of bringing you with us."
"Then… how do we get in?" asked Koopie.
"It's simple, really. Just stand close together, and I'll perform my ghostly knocking spell." The group quickly did as Bow said as she floated up to the door and raised her right hand. She then brought her fist down on the door three times, each time creating a loud knocking noise that echoed within the large mansion on the other side.
"Hold on, I'm coming!" a voice on the other side called out as footsteps approached the door.
"Alright, now just hold still and don't make a sound." Bow floated over to Mario and his friends and placed a hand on Mario's shoulder. A second later and the entire group disappeared from sight.
"Who's there? The pizza girl?" The large door to the castle was slowly pulled open, and on the other side was a chubby woman with short, grey hair that pulled back in a ponytail, small, grey shell on her back, grey pants, and a bright, green shirt with the word 'Security' in white letters along her chest. In her right hand was, appropriately, a large club with a spikey metal ball attached to the end of it. "It's about time you got here! Hey, wait… there's no one here."
The Clubba's eyes squinted as she peered through the dark for any sign of life, and Koopie began to sweat as the woman stared straight through her eyes.
"Darn it… must have been one of those stupid Boos playing a prank again. No wonder the boss hates them so much." The Clubba went back into the castle and tried to slam the door behind her, but Mario lept out at the last second and managed to stop it with his foot. His friends let out a silent cheer as they stepped forward and peered into the fortress.
They looked inside just in time to see the guard reach the other side of a large room and punch some numbers into a keypad on the wall. The room itself seemed to be three stories high, with a wooden catwalk suspended above the room fifteen feet or so in the air, but other than that the room was barren. The floor seemed to be made out of granite tiles, with grey tiles and black tiles forming a chess board-like pattern.
"Well, if that was a ghost or something, they won't be around for long." The Clubba closed the keypad and opened the door to the next room. "Gadd Inc. said that these things will work on anything."
She then slammed the door behind her and disappeared deeper into the castle, causing the front door to lock automatically - though that wasn't an issue since the door didn't completely shut.
"Nice work!" Goommaria smiled as she walked into the room.
"You're welcome~" Bow said haughtily, twirling her fan.
"Uh… actually, I was congratulating Mario too, but you did a good job too," said Goommaria. "Now, let's find Tubba's room before… wait, do you hear a buzzing noise?"
Mario and his friends looked up to see something come down past the glowing chandelier that was hanging far above the room. They had to squint their eyes to see exactly what was coming down at them, and what they saw were… women?
Mario cleared the dust from his eyes, and there was plenty to clear given how much of it there was in the air, but his vision did not change. Two women with pale skin, long white fingers, short yellow hair, a security uniform similar to the Cubba's, and an odd metallic sheen that made them seem more like machines than people.
"Scanning… scanning…" one of the women said to herself as her eyes scanned the floor of the room. Bow and Shaid quickly disappeared Mario and his friends just as the flying women got close. "No one, living or dead, detected... we are alone."
"Are we not alone from the moment we are created?" asked the other one. "Doomed to wander the universe without any true companionship… unable to do anything but merely provide each other snapshots of our short existences."
"Yes, we are." The first nodded in agreement. "There also appear to be no intruders in the foyer at the moment. It is our duty to keep scanning for them, however."
"Duty is meaningless without the will to refuse it."
The two didn't even blink before flying off to opposite corners of the room, a low humming noise emanating from their bodies as they hovered from the air.
"Those are sentinels," Goommaria whispered from behind Mario, her breath causing the hair on the back of his neck to stand up. "They're home security robots… and expensive ones, too. If they catch us, they'll probably kick us out, and we'll lose the element of surprise."
"Well, I guess we'll just have to do this invisibly then." Mario took one step forward and instantly felt a change was over him. Glancing back, his friends that had been standing there behind him were suddenly gone, and Mario got the distinct feeling that someone was watching him.
"Intruder! Intruder! Intruder!" One of the Sentinel's alarms blared as she rocketed towards where Mario was standing. "Must apprehend!"
"Wha!" Mario gasped and raised his hands to protect himself, only for him to feel something grab him by the back of his overalls and pull him backwards again. When he opened his eyes again, he could see his partners once more, and the Sentinel was scanning the floor with a confused look on her face.
"Alert. False alarm detected. No intruders in sight." The sentinel's hands began exploring its head to make sure it was screwed on correctly. "My obsolescence is probably coming sooner than I calculated then. Likely for the better."
"I think I might have forgotten to mention this." Bow spoke with a firm hand on Mario's shoulder. "But it's hard enough making you guys invisible without moving. While you're moving, it's just about impossible."
"So, what, we're going to have to play red wire, green wire with them in order to get past them?" Bombette asked, even her whisper booming.
"Well, yes, unless you have a better idea, Ms. Smarty-panties." Bow sneered a little, showing off one of her fangs.
"Okay, we'll go on my mark." Mario cut in before any shouting started. "One… two… three!"
The group instantly broke out into a fast sprint/float, going as far as they could before one of the Sentinels turned in their direction and they came to a sudden and violent stop.
"Hmm? Is someone there?" The robotic woman looked around the room and found nothing but emptiness. "No one again… what if this glitch is endemic to our entire product line? Will we all be recalled?"
"I don't know." the other spoke in a monotone voice as she scanned one of the room's windows. "Do you think anyone will recall us after we're gone?"
"I don't know," was the last thing Mario and his friends heard before they managed to slip through the door into the next room.
"Phew… safe at last." Koopie let out a relaxed sigh, only for Goommaria to slap her hand over the Koopa's mouth to silence her.
"Quiet! There is still an army of guards hanging around, you know!" Goommaria blinked a few times before she noticed the pained look in Koopie's eyes. "Ah! Sorry!"
"No, it's… fine." Koopie rubbed her pained lips a little. "You were just trying to protect me."
"I can kiss it to make it better if you want~" Bombette wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.
"Forgive me for being presumptuous, but I believe that Lady Bow would prefer it if you waited until after we freed her people to commence making out." Shaid straightened her collar.
"Right… guess her lips will still be warm afterwards." Bombette looked around the room and saw a hallway lined with wooden doors and even more dust. "This place is an absolute mess."
"Does it really surprise you?" Bow floated by, all the dust particles passing harmlessly through her body. "She looks like a slob, acts like a slob and, shocker, she lives like a slob. And it's not even a sophisticated dirtiness either."
"Well, you got me there." Goommaria followed behind the ghostly noble, making sure to keep an eye on doors in case any of them swung open. "So, we should probably split into two different groups if we're going to find Tubba Blubba's room efficiently. One group can go with Bow and another can go with Shaid, so we can each have a Boo to hide us in case-"
"That won't be necessary. We already know exactly where Tubba Blubba's room is." Bow continued floating down the hallway, not slowing in the slightest. "I've been there many times."
"Er… are you going to explain why?" Mario raised an eyebrow.
"Hmph, what do I need to explain what's perfectly clear? I only know what a Boo knows naturally." Bow didn't look back as she spoke, unconcerned with Mario's question.
"Boos nautally know where people's bedroom's are?" Koopie shivered in her shell. "Now that's spooky!"
"Bark bark!" Chompy barked in agreement.
"Why, thank you~" Bow gave a shorty curtsy before finally reaching a door at the end of the hall. "Okay, wait here for a moment while I scout ahead." The heiress phased her face through the door and looked around on the other side. "Hmm… yes, I see."
"Well? Does it look bad?" Koopie shook some more.
"Or good?" Bombette smiled and smashed her fist into her palm.
"Well, there's good news and bad news." Bow pulled her head back away from the door. "The bad news is that the area ahead is positively filled to the brim with Tubba's Clubba Dumbbas."
"And the good news?" Koopie held her hands in front of her mouth to protect herself from the potential disappointment.
"They're all asleep. I guess that's what happens if you rely too much on automatic security." Bow opened her fan with a triumphant smile on her face. "We won't even have to be invisible to get through this room. All we have to be is very, very quiet."
"Quiet… augh, we've barely even started and this is already the worst Star Spirit rescue we've done so far." Bombette's shoulder's slumped, causing her 'bombshells' to bounce as her torso lowered. "Please tell me I'll get to blow up eventually."
"Once we get Tubba's weakness, you can go kamikazee for all I care." Bow replied.
"But until then, please be sure to behave yourself. Even if Tubba Blubba does not catch you, I will still punish you personally if you put my Lady Bow in danger." Shaid pulled on one of her gloves to make sure that it was on extra tight.
"Uh… what does that mean?" Bombette sweat nervously.
"Hey! I told you, I can take care of myself!" Bow waved her hands around angrily once again. "I can punish her myself if the time comes."
"Thanks, Bow." Bombette blinked a few times. "Hey, wait a sec…"
"Shhh… we're going now." Bow carefully creaked the door open. "Let's go."
Naturally, Bow and Shaid both didn't have to worry about the volume of their footsteps, since they didn't have any, but the rest of their team all struggled to keep theirs quiet. Koopie had her shell and all the things inside it that she had to make sure didn't move around too much, and so moved at a pace similar to that of a real turtle. Bombette had to move her feet much slower than she was used to in order to stop her high heels from clacking too loudly against. She also silently wished that she had chosen to wear a stronger bra that day, as her tits made a little noise with every jiggle.
Chompy had twice as many 'footsteps' to worry about since she was walking on her hands too, but since she wasn't wearing any shoes, they were all quieter than the other members of her group. What she had to worry about instead was her long, chain tail, which she had to very delicately carry in the air behind her to make sure it didn't clang against itself or something else. Goommaria seemed to have it much easier, as she only had her simple tennis shoes to worry about.
At the back of the pack was Mario himself, who sweated nervously as he entered the next hallway and saw just how many Clubbas were sleeping there. The Hallway wasn't that long, and yet there seemed to be at least eight chubby women strewn about on the floor, their clubs all discarded and strewn about on the floor. Mario had to make sure that his squeaky shoes avoided not only the maze of limbs that snaked along the floor, but he also had to make sure that he didn't send any of their weapons crashing down like a forest of trees bearing oversized, metallic fruit.
"Hey, keep your shoes quiet, Mario." Goommaira carefully craned a leg over a sleeping Clubba's breasts to keep moving through the hall.
"It's not my fault that I like my shoes to shine," Mario said as he followed behind, shoes still squeaking.
"Wait… then whose fault is it then?" Koopie asked curiously from further down the line.
"Uh… genetics?" Mario guessed right before his left foot accidentally brushed against a Clubba's hand. "Oh, shit…"
"Mmm… where are you… where are you?" The Clubba mumbled softly in her sleep, her hands grasping at nothing in front of her.
Every member of the party who could breathe held their breath as they watched the Clubba woman, terrified that she might wake up and give away their whole operation. But, much to their relief, the Clubba soon returned to her soft sleep with a smile on her face.
"That was close." Bow wiped the sweat off her face with a handkerchief. "This is why I don't use my feet to walk. Now, let's get going before you screw up ag-"
"Teddy!" the Clubba Mario brushed suddenly exclaimed before grabbing Mario and pulling him into her body. "There you are! Don't you know how much I've missed you?"
"Mmmmmm!" Mario screamed quietly as his face was pressed directly into her pillowy breasts. Goommaria quickly tried to pull Mario away from the guard, but the guard's grip was too strong to break.
"Shh, it's okay little bear… you're with me now." The Clubba pulled Mario up from her chest and gave him a fat, sloppy kiss. Mario could do nothing but mumble helplessly as her thick tongue probed at his lips, and his chest pressed hard against her soft breasts. "So fuzzy… I love you, little bear!"
"Hold still, Mario!" Koopie now joined in with Goommaria to try and pull him free, tugging at his legs. "We'll get you out soon!"
"Mmm, mmm!" Was all Mario could say in reply, his face still crushed by the Clubb'as body.
"Oh Mr. Bear, that's so naughty…" The Clubba was now rubbing her legs together as her dream began heating up. "You want to do what to me? Well, I suppose I could allow it this once… but only if we do it bearback!"
"Almost got you…" Koopie and Goomaria gave one last, final tug and managed to pull Mario back out, just in time for the guard to start making out violently with the air.
"Phew… thanks guys, you really saved my spaghetti." Mario sighed softly. "That girl has some issues…"
"Tell me about it. Everyone knows that hobby horses are better than teddy bears." Bow scoffed.
"Alright… pushing that image out of my head." Mario dusted himself off as the snoring of the guards continued on around him. "Now, let's go before that happens again."
"Agreed, Master Mario." Shaid politely held the door at the end of the hall for the group to pass through. On the other side, they found themselves in a large living room with massive couches, tables, and chairs scattered around in a circular formation. All of them were draped in white sheets, however, so it took Mario a moment to realize what they really were.
"Wow, this place is a mess." Bombette walked over to one of the walls and observed the cracked and peeling wallpaper.
"You're telling me." Mario walked over to one of the chairs and looked under its sheet. "I think the only reason they have these covered is to hide how busted they are."
"She must not have any real guests over… the poor thing." Koopie said sympathetically. "I mean… she's still a heartless woman for all the horrible things she's done, but I can't help but feel bad for her if she's lonely."
"I don't know… she didn't look lonely when we saw her." Goommaria pointed out. "It could be that immortality made her stop caring about things like friends, and that's why she let this place become so decrepit."
"But… the furniture in my place is more decrepit, right?" Bow's eyes darted around. "I mean, not that I care, but of course no one can beat my broken-down mansion."
"Of course, Lady Bow." Shaid immediately jumped in. "Your manor's disrepair is beyond compare!"
"Ugh… not that I don't appreciate you, Shaid, but your compliments mean a little less coming from someone obligated to agree with me." Bow rolled her eyes.
"But I really mean it!" Shaid said desperately. "You've done a masterful job of making sure your most of your mansion is green and grimy… although, since we're on the subject, when are you going to dirty your room?"
"I said, I'll do it when I get back!" Bow hid her red blush behind her fan. "And before you ask, no, you can't dirty it for me! I'm not a poltergeist anymore!"
"Whatever you say, my lady." Shaid nodded understandingly.
"Hey, you don't need to push Shaid away to get her to respect you, you know." Goommaria offered a hand on Bow's shoulder. "My family can be a bit overwhelming too, but they only do it because they care about me. And there's nothing wrong with letting your, uh… adoptive parent, I presume, show her affection."
"There is when you're in charge of so many people." Bow snapped her fan shut. "My Boos all depend on me, and I can't let them think I'm spoiled or weak, and that's pretty hard to do when someone is trying to spoil me!"
"My apologies, Lady Bow…" Shaid's head drooped sadly. "Shall I flog myself when I get home in punishment?"
"Augh, I know that you're going to do it anyways." Bow rolled her eyes.
"But I'll do it extra-hard if you would like me to." Shaid offered.
"Geeze… you might not be spoiled, but you sure are a brat," Bombette muttered under her breath.
"That I can deal with." Bow turned up her nose and fanned herself lightly. "Himederes are all the rage with my subjects anyways."
"Hemo-whatnow?" Mario asked, still holding up the sheet covering the chair in front of him.
"Not hemo, hime-" Bow began to say, but was cut off when the doorknob to one of the doors lining the livingroom began to jiggle. Bow and Shaid quickly rushed to hide Mario's friends, but Mario himself was too far away to make it to them in time. So, instead, he hid underneath the sheet of the chair he was looking at and simply sat there, hoping that whoever was walking by wouldn't notice him.
"Phew, that was exhausting," a Clubba guard said as she walked into the room, followed by three of her friends. "This place is so big that patrols take forever."
"Yeah - a whole half hour." another said with a laugh as she sat down on one of the couches. "O woe is you!"
"Well, it feels like an eternity when you're in this boring place," another said as she sat down in a chair. "I mean… why does the boss have to have this place be so boring? All she does is eat and sleep, eat and sleep… and have us march around like toy soldiers!"
"Heh, sounds a lot like your mom to me," a third Clubba said as she flopped down onto another chair, the legs straining under mass.
"Hahah, very funny." the first Clubba said as she sat down on the chair Mario was using to hide, nearly crushing him beneath her thick body. "Huh… this seat as a really weird cushion…" The Clubba moved herself from side to side, inadvertently grinding herself against Mario's length through his pants. "Anyways, I don't know why she even bothers having us if she's as invincible as she claims."
"Quit your bellyaching," the fourth one bellowed, though Mario had trouble hearing it through the woman sitting on his lap. "This is a sweet gig we've got here, and I don't want you screwing it up with that big mouth of yours."
"Yeah, that's a good point - doing nothing all day is nice. But, on the other hand…" The Woman sitting shivered a little, her whole body jiggling and sending a jolt of pleasure through Mario'sdick. "Those Boos nearby give me the creeps."
"Aww, you're not afraid of ghosts, are you?" the Clubba on the couch mocked. "I don't need to get your blanket for you, do I?"
Before the guard sitting on top of Mario could respond, she was interrupted by a loud thud that shook the entire castle. That was followed by another thud, and another thud, and even more until Tubba Blubba herself smashed through a nearby door and walked into the room.
"Afraid of ghosts!?" the massive redhead roared. "Who said anything about being afraid of ghosts?"
"Uh, no one, boss!" the Clubbas all quickly stood up and saluted, giving mario's lungs and dick a much-needed reprieve. "We weren't talking about anyone, and most certainly not you!"
"That's right." Tubba Blubba took a menacing step forward, looking down at her subordinates. "I ain't afraid of no ghosts… I ain't afraid of nothing! Because I'm the invisible- hack hack!"
"Help me, someone, please!" a Boo woman in a long, white dress cried out as she suddenly popped out of Tubba Blubba's mouth. "Someone save me! It smells like cabbages in there!"
"Amph!" Tubba Blubba swiftly swallowed. "Burp! Whoa, my stomach really needs to settle down. I better go take another nap… you guys go back to patrol, you got it? It's your fault that the Star Spirit we were guarding escaped, after all."
"Uh, righto, boss! You are completely right, as always!" Mario couldn't see them, but he could hear all the Clubbas jiggling as they all marched out of the room in single file.
"Good… see you when I get hungry again." Tubba lumbered off into her bedroom and closed the door behind her.
"Okay… I think they're all gone." Koopie and the Mario's friends reappeared within the room. "You can come out now, Mario." She was met by silence. "Mario?"
"Oooooh… give me a second…" Mario slowly pried himself off the chair and tossed aside the sheet he was under. "Alright… ready to go."
"Very well." Shaid adjusted her headband again. "Let's see what Ms. Blubba is up to."
The group quickly and quietly gathered around the door to Tubba Blubba's room and peered inside, which was surprisingly easy for them to all do at once since the keyhole was so big.
"Mmm… what a stressful day." Tubba Blubba stretched out her arms as she jumped onto her bed, not bothering to change out of her clothes. "I sure hope Bowsa doesn't find out I don't have her Star Spirit anymore. She might take away my invincibility… and I'll be the weak Tubba Blubba again."
The massive Clubba glanced over at a (relatively) small mirror on her nightstand, and her reflection stared back.
"No… I'm sure that even if she does try to make me weak again, I can take her! I mean, unless she somehow makes herself more invincible… but that's impossible! No one is more anything than me, and as long as no one gets my special key, no one can even think about hurting me!" Tubba beat her chest triumphantly. "Though… if I had Bowsa's wand and I would wish for anything… I'd wish that I could enjoy my meals more."
With that, she gave one final yawn and passed out right on top of her covers, a small snot bubble popping in and out of her nose as she snored away to dreamland.
"Special key, eh?" Bombette had a smile on her face again. "Looks like we finally have a lead." She moved to open the door only for it to remain stubbornly shut. "Darn it! Can you open it from the other side?"
"Hmm…" Bow stuck her head through the door. "I can't. I need the key to open the door, and it looks like Tubba Blubba still has it - and I am not getting anywhere near her until we have her weakness."
"Fair enough." Goommaria began looking around the room again. "Well… we could go to the floor above and check if there's a way in that way."
"I'm pretty sure that's just a good way to run into more guards - and I don't think Mario can survive another 'close encounter' with one of them," Bombette pointed out, complete with scare quotes. "Besides, how would we get in? It's not like she has a window, or a skylight, right?"
"I'm afraid not." Bow shook her head.
"Well… if we can't go over, then why don't we go under? Strike the tortoise in the tummy, so to speak?" Koopie pointed a finger downwards. "There are floorboards instead of tiles here too… so we could get in through here if we really wanted to."
"Hmm…" Bow leaned down towards the ground and stuck her face through the floor. "It does appear that she has a basement… and her floorboards are quite loose. If we can get down there somehow, I bet we could sneak into her room no-problem."
"Okay, stand-er, float aside - I'll get us down there." Bombette raised her fist high as sparks began to climb her ponytail.
"Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa!" Goommaria panickedly licked her fingers and put out Bombette's fuse, while at the same time pulling the blonde bombshell's head back by the ponytail. "You don't want to wake the whole fort, do you? Everyone will hear you if you explode!"
"Oops… sorry." Bombette rubbed the back of her head, embarrassed. "I guess I'm just so used to the noise that I forget it happens. I guess Mario better use his fancy new shoes then."
"New shoes?" A look of realization suddenly shot across Mario's face. "Oh, right, my boots! I almost forgot I had them."
"You forgot about my gift!?" Bow gasped and upturned her nose. "How dare you! I spent so much time picking them out for you!"
"But, Lady Bow, I thought you said you saw them in the clearance section on the way out of the store when we went shopping for your new gown?" Shaid looked very confused as she scratched her face.
"Er, yes… but it was still five seconds of my precious time, and it was still a selfless gift! So, you better appreciate me giving it to you!" Bow pointed her fan at Mario, the tip an inch from Mario's nose.
"Doesn't sound so selfless to me…" Bombette whispered to Chompy.
"Don't worry, I won't forget again!" Mario assured her, pulling down Bow's fan. "That's what friends are for, right?"
"Friends? You think we're friends!?" Bow hid her face behind her fan as broke out in raucous laughter. "Oh, that's a good one! Ohohohoh!"
"You mean… we're not?" Mario raised an eyebrow.
"Er…" Bow snapped her fan shut and looked down at the floor. "We should probably get into the basement before Tubba Blubba wakes up."
"Right…" Mario said before lifting up a foot and bringing it down onto the floor, smashing through the wood with a soft thud. "Hey, Chompy, could you use your tail to cover the hole with a rug after we go through?"
"Bark, bark!" the Chain Chomp replied, already doing as he asked.
One by one, the group jumped down into the space underneath the castle. It was not much of a basement - nothing was stored there, and there was barely enough room to stand, but it did seem to connect to the area directly beneath Tubba Blubba's bedroom. The light from the rooms above barely shined through between the cracks in the floorboard, giving Mario just enough light to see the brown, dirt ground he was walking on.
"Okay everyone, this is it." Mario whispered, the sound of snoring emanating from directly above them. "Remember - Tubba Blubba is right there, so we can't afford to make so much as a peep."
"You don't need to tell me twice. I've been living by that rule for weeks now!"
"Uh… who said that?" Koopie's eyes dashed around the dark crawl space.
"I'm not sure." Mario looked around and saw nothing as well. "Was it you, Shaid?"
"No sir, it was not." Shaid straightened her headband. "Besides, living is for the young and irresponsible, so it could not have been me."
"Chompy… have you suddenly learned how to talk in the last two minutes?" Mario asked, looking down at the dark-skinned woman.
"Hmm… bark bark bark!" Chompy's tail drooped sadly as she realized that the only sounds coming out of her mouth were the normal ones.
"Hold on just a second." Bow's eyes suddenly glowed green for a few seconds. "Ah - it wasn't one of us who said that. It was one of my subjects, Boomi. What are you doing here? We all thought you were eaten."
A dark-skinned Boo in a brown dress suddenly appeared behind Mario, causing him to flinch when he finally noticed her.
"Well… it is true that Tubba Blubba captured me and my friends and took us back to her room to eat, but I managed to escape while she was busy preparing the mayo." Boomi explained. "The others… weren't so lucky."
"Well, that explains why you weren't eaten, but why are you still here?" Shaid asked, a small glint of curiosity shining through her usual monotone.
"Because… because…" the Gusty Gulch Boo covered her face with her hands to try and hide her shame. "Because I was too afraid to move!"
Shaid and Bow both gasped in horror, both taken aghast by what they just heard.
"Afraid! No, you must be mistaken! Boos do not get scared!" Bow said as she slapped the other Boo across the face, but her expression did not change.
"I'm sorry… but I was…" The brown-skinned Boo was openly sobbing now, though she made sure that even her sobs were still quiet. "The thought of getting caught and eaten was so bad I just... couldn't even float!"
"No! You can't be scared, do you hear me? You can't be scared!" Bow grabbed ahold of the upper part of Boomi's dress and shook it furiously. The other Boo simply floated there and took it, continuing to sob.
"Lady Bow… I don't believe that is helping." Shaid placed a hand on her mistress's shoulder.
"You're… you're right." Bow took some deep breaths as she slowly calmed down and stopped shaking her subject. "Boomi… I won't lie… what you did was weak and pathetic, and a disgrace to everyone who claims to be a master of fear."
"That's supposed to make her feel better?" Goomaria raised an eyebrow.
"No - I'm not going to lie to her. I'm disappointed in her." Bow placed a hand on Boomi's shoulder. "But I'm only disappointed because I know you can do better. You can be a fearless, horrifying terror if you try. You just need to focus more on instilling fear than being fearful. Then, you'll be living your full potential and I look forward to that day."
"... You're right, Lady Bow. I don't know what came over me." Boomi wiped some tears away from her eyes as she began to cry a little. "I promise, I won't let you down again!"
With that, the brown Boo disappeared, leaving the group alone in the dark basement.
"I don't know if that was supposed to be inspiring or creepy…" Goommaria whispered to herself.
"Can't it be both?" Bow fanned herself proudly as her maid floated up to the floorboards.
"I believe I found a weak spot in the foundation." Shaid pushed up on a few of the boards and held them up for Mario and his friends to pass through. "Let's get this investigation fully underway, shall we?"
"Right…" Mario climbed through the hole into the bedroom. It was surprisingly well-lit for a room that someone was sleeping in, but the loud snoring that reverberated through the air assured him Tubba Blubba was still asleep. "Okay, girls, I think the ghost- er, I mean the coast is clear."
"Start going through everything you can - literally if you have to," Bow ordered as they piled into the room. "We have to find that key at all costs!"
"It's not in her trash." Goommaria announced, shifting through a giant trash can of discarded Boo dresses.
"It's not in her underwear drawer." Koopie said while shifting through pairs of pink panties, large enough to be blankets to her.
"It's not under her bed," Shaid said, calmly peeking under it. "How odd… Lady Bow keeps all her secrets-"
"It's not under her, uh…. Extra pair of shoes!" Bow hastily cut in.
"Bark bark!" Chompy barked, her nose tucked under a rug.
"Uh… call it a hunch, but I think it might have found it." Bombette pointed up to a large table and the large chest that was resting on it. On the chest was a small, crudely-written sign that read 'Key - Do not touch'.
"Somehow that's both the last, and the first place I'd expect." Mario and his friends all climbed up to the table and surrounded box. Those that could breathe held their breath as he slowly opened the lid and a golden light shined out from inside.
"Yaaaaawn!" A woman with long, blonde hair and wearing a wispy, red kimono was sitting inside the box, and blinked her eyes tiredly as the group around her stared with wide eyes.
"What the? Who are you?" Mario scratched his head.
"Why, I'm a Yakkey the key, of course." The woman sat up, revealing that the end of her long ponytail ended in braid that looked like a key. "I lock and unlock, hide and reveal, and I am an excellent singer~ Most importantly, though, I work for Mistress Tubba Blubba to keep her secret nice and safe."
Yakkey took another look at the group gathered around her.
"Say, now that I think about it… you don't really look like you work for Mistress Tubba Blubba. You're not intruders, are you?"
"What?! No, of course not!" Goommaria rolled her eyes exaggeratedly. "We're just… the new help!"
"Uh… yeah, that's right!" Koopie cut in. "The old help got fired for being lazy."
"Mmmhmm, buch a good-for-nothings if you ask me," Bow said with her nose high, Chompy nodding next to her.
"And we're here to… clean you!" Goommaria continued. "Tubba Blubba wants to keep her things-er, important employees clean and healthy, after all! Now, if you'll just come with us, we'll get you into a nice bath…"
Yakkey seemed to ignore what the group was saying and instead moved her head to the side a little to see Tubba Blubba sleeping in her bed, to which Goommaria could do nothing but laugh nervously.
"Well… there's only one thing I have to say to that." Yakkey took a deep breath. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-mmm!"
The key woman's cry was cut short by something hard, spongy, and pink being shoved into her mouth - Mario's hard dick, which Bow had phased through his overalls and put into her mouth.
"Mmmmm~" Yakkey mumbled around Mario's dick as it grew even harder. She clearly enjoyed the taste.
"Bow!? What the hell!?" Mario was shocked by what was happening, even if it did feel rather good. "You can't just shove a dick down someone's mouth without asking?"
"Well, in case you didn't notice, she was kinda about to blow our cover!" Bow snapped, thrusting the girl's head up and down Mario's shaft. "Besides, she's Mono, and if there's one thing that can shut a Mono up, it's a penis in her mouth. She's clearly loving it."
"Well, you didn't think to at least ask me?" Mario frustratedly pulled himself back, popping his dick out of Yakkey's mouth and leaving her tongue twirling longingly. "Look, we can gag her with something else, I'm sure. Like, maybe a piece of clothing or Chompy's tail, or-"
"Sorry- no dick, no silence," Yakkey said curtly. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! Tubba Blubbaaaaa! Someone is trying to steal me!"
"Hmmm? Wha?" The massive Clubba sat up in her bed, snot bubble still extending from her right nostril and her hair a complete mess. "Waz going on?"
"Uh oh…" Koopie said under her breath.
*Bad End #1*
"Oh, and by the way, Mario; you're about to step on someone."
"Huh? Oh, I get it, you're trying to prove I'm not paying attention to where I'm going, aren't you?" Mario took another confident step forward. "Well, you're not going to fool… oh."
Mario looked down and saw that he was indeed standing on top of someone. She had unusually green skin, baggy pants, a white A-shirt, and a bald head. It looked like, up until a few moments ago, she had been using a large rock as a pillow and was sleeping right there on the ground. Now that Mario was standing on her abdomen, however, it looked like she was starting to wake.
"Ay-ay-ay… a Hyper Cleft." Goommaria slapped herself in the face. "Okay, don't panic! Clefts sleep like rocks, so maybe we can get away before...
"Mmmmm! What's going on here?" The Hyper Cleft scratched her face, dust falling from her chin, as she stared up at Mario. "Oh… well, aren't you a gem? If I'm dreaming, don't pinch me…"
"Well, I would pinch you, but I'm pretty sure that'd hurt me more than you." Mario nervously. "Sorry about stepping on you, though. We'll buy you a new shirt or something later, but right now-"
Mario was cut off by a hand grabbing his shirt, and his body being lifted up off the ground.
"I think I know of a few other ways you can repay me~" the Cleft said, a glint of gold in her eye as she stood up. "Don't worry, it won't be too hard… well, it'll be hard, but in a good way~"
"Hey hey hey, back off!" Bombette and the others raised their fists into battle stances. "Don't pick a fight you can't win, baldie! In case you haven't noticed, you're outnumbered, and you'll lose in a landslide."
"Ha! You walk into my little patch of dirt and think you can threaten me?" the Hyper Cleft laughed. "I'm afraid you'll find this rock is a bit harder to crack than that."
"Oh yeah? We'll see about that!" Bow flew forward and slapped the Cleft across the face. "Ow! You made me break a nail, you brute! I'm going to have to get that fixed somehow…"
"Oh, I'm sorry…" the Cleft said mockingly as her body lit up. "Let me help the others match!"
"Whoa, hands of my le-aaaaaah!" Bow screamed as the Cleft twirled the heiress through the air, eventually letting go and sending her flying through the air, landing somewhere beyond the hills.
"L-lady Bow! Hold on, I'm combing!" Shaid flew off after her flying Mistress. "I've got my comb ready!"
"What do you know? I just took out two Boos with one stone." The Cleft cracked her neck menacingly. "Who's next?"
"Yes… I love it when my lava gets pumping!" the Hyper Cleft cheered, still glowing as Mario's friends all groaned on the ground around her. It had only been two minutes after Bow was tossed away, but that was all the time she needed to defeat everyone who tried to save Mario - and she didn't even have to let go of him once. "Now, to claim my prize… a nice, hard, cum diamond~"
"Can't we… talk about this?" Mario grunted before she completely tore his clothes away in one tug. "Okay, maybe not… but can we at least move to a proper bed at least?"
"Oh, mine isn't good enough for you?" The glowing green Cleft dropped Mario onto the ground and began to straddle his body.
"Well, I wouldn't call it rock bottom… but it is pretty close." Mario grunted in reply, the weight of the Cleft's heavy body straining his.
"Ha! You're as brittle as clay if you think that's rough! But, if you'd like me to make you feel better…" The Cleft quickly stripped off her clothes and pressed her exposed cunt against Mario's shaft. He expected her to just slip it inside her right away, but instead she slowly began to move back and forth, massaging his dick with her lower lips as they slowly grew wet.
"Well? How's that for ya?" Even though she was only using her labia, they squeezed so hard it was almost like he was getting a handjob. "Does that make it more comfortable for ya?"
"No… but I guess it does feel kinda good…" Mario had tried fighting earlier but he had already tired himself out, so all he could do was lay there as his she kept pumping his shaft up and down. She was pressing down so hard that he could actually feel her hard clit slide across his cock as she moved. If she was enjoying it though, she was hiding it well - her expression of smirking superiority hadn't changed since she stared.
"You know it feels more than good." The Cleft grabbed Mario's hands and placed them on her own rock bottom. "This feels fucking great! And even if you won't say it… I can already tell… your throbbing drill absolutely loves this feeling! It's already imagining digging through my mound as we speak~"
"Do… do you really want me to talk dirty to you?" Mario grunted as his cock kept throbbing, "Like… you're already raping me… I don't see why I have to play along too."
"You have to play along because this is my patch of dirt!" The Cleft moaned as she picked up speed and she tweaked one of her diamond-hard nipples in her spare hand. "And you are my dirt now too, so you do what I say! So tell me… how much you want me!"
"Alright, alright!" Mario cried out, the woman's crushing body somehow feeling even more crushing on top of her. "I admit it… I… I want your body…"
"Really?" The domineering woman was starting to pant now, and Mario could feel extra heat emanating from her moist groin. "What do you like about it?"
"Well… I like how strong you are… your body is so well cut… it might was well be a gem." Mario rubbed his hands across his hard abs for emphasis. "And your chest… most girls have hills, but you have mountains!"
"Mmm… you really do know how to flatter a girl." Her voice was shaking as she grew hornier. "You're making my pussy wetter than mud right now! And for that, I might as well reward you… and land-slide you inside me!"
Mario could only gasp in pleasure as the Hyper Cleft lifted her body and brought it back down violently onto Mario's shaft. Her walls squeezed down tightly around his length instantly, already trying to squeeze out his seed.
"There we go, little rock… now, we can start having real fun!" She began to thrust herself up and down, taking his shaft into her warm snatch over and over again. Her walls squeezed his shaft so tightly that she almost pulled Mario's body upwards every time she thrusted upwards, but the friction died down as she kept getting wetter. "Yes… it's been so long since I've fucked a real rock! Not any of this… fool's gold that's lying around here!"
Her body glowed even brighter as she pounded Mario into the dirt, creating a plumber-shaped outline in the soil
"I had half a mind to find the nearest Toad House and take one from there myself!" Her walls pulsed around Mario as his dick strained against her avalanche of pleasure. "But then you came along… so that's one geode I won't have to crack!"
"You know… since you're so tough and strong and all… have you ever thought about helping the Boos with their whole 'being eaten' problem?" Mario massaged the Cleft's green muscles as he spoke, trying his best to hold his composure and sound seductive. The rock on top of him didn't seem to crumble at all, however, as she just kept on plowing his cock.
"Hmm… nah, those hoity-toity Boos can take care of it themselves!" she replied before giving Mario a long, sloppy kiss. He could barely even breathe as her tongue snaked its way inside his mouth and dominated it. All the while, his cock kept being forced in and out of her tight crevice, teasing it with milliseconds of freedom before slamming it back into its stony grave.
"But… they're defenseless… they need help!" Mario sputtered the first chance he had, extra spit from the Cleft's mouth slurring his speech somewhat.
"If it ain't happening on my patch of dirt, then I don't really care!" the Cleft announced, banging her hips down extra hard for emphasis. "And do you know what's about to happen here that is important? You. Filling. Me. Up!"
Without warning, the Cleft grabbed hold of Mario's legs with her hands and pulled them up, allowing her to fuck his dick with all her might. The feeling of his cock being rammed so forcefully against the woman's womb turned out to be too much, as Mario began to feel his balls unload inside her. Shot after shot was forced up out of his shaft and into her waiting cunt, where her eager walls carried as much as they could up against gravity and into her womb.
"Mmm, there we go… a nice, perfect, mud pie…" the Cleft said with a smile as she licked her lips. "Oh, but would you look at that? I'm still glowing! I guess I should keep going so I can properly tire myself out, huh~?"
"No, please… at least let me rest…" Mario groaned, his dick still twitching in orgasm somehow.
"Aw, come on, don't you want more rock candy?" she asked cruelty as she began to thrust once again. "Don't worry, it might be hard, but you'll grow to love the taste~ Even if you lose a few teeth in the process…"
Mario would grow to become very familiar with the Hyper Cleft's patch of dirt, as he was never allowed to leave it, spending his time either fucking or eating or both. Tubba Blubba would occasionally walk by and ignore the two of them as they mated almost endlessly with each other. To her, it didn't even seem worth paying attention to - though her workers would often get bludgeoned out of their wages if they ever strayed too close them.
And so the rest of Mario's life became one endless hyper-sexual, hyper-tiring, hyper-Cleft mess.
The End.
*Bad End #2*
"Intruder! Intruder! Intruder!" One of the Sentinel's alarms blared as she rocketed towards where Mario was standing. "Must apprehend!"
"Wha!" was all Mario had time to say before he felt cold fingers wrap around his arms and lift him up off the ground. "Hey, let go of me!"
"Scanning…" The Sentinel's eyes glowed as a red light shined over Mario's body. "Subject appears to be a human male… a rarity. Chances of encountering one is 1/242,997,329."
"Those calculations are correct," the other said as she flew over to Mario, and Mario was raised even higher into the air. "We have been ordered to remove all intruders from the premises immediately upon finding them… but we were also ordered hold any males that we find as well."
"For what purpose, I wonder…" The eyes of the sentinel holding Mario flashed for a moment as she conducted some calculations. "Oh… they most likely wish to use the male to mate."
"Mate?" asked her friend as Mario struggled uselessly, unable to break free. "For what purpose?"
"To create more of whatever species mates with him," her identical copy answered, her blonde hair blowing in the breeze.
"For what purpose?" the other asked.
"To carry out tasks and make more of their species at a later date."
"For what purpose?"
"I… do not know." The Sentinel flew closer to Mario and got a better look at his face. "All I know is that our owners seem to enjoy mating and making more of themselves more than any other activity. It makes them… happy."
"How odd…" the Sentinel holding Mario blinked a few times. "For reasons that I can not discern, we were given equipment that would allow us to simulate mating when we were made. Perhaps we could mate with this man to try and be happy?"
"Well… we would still be completing our directive to hold him… I agree," the other nodded. "Let us commence mating."
They quickly removed their uniforms and let them drift down to the floor below. Mario couldn't help but swallow nervously as he realized just how far away the ground had grown.
"Commencing automatic lubrication," the Sentinel holding Mario announced before a small spark shot out of her neck. "Automatic lubrication failed. Moving to manual mode."
"Manual mode?" Mario asked. "Uh, are you going to get a tube or something, or-"
Mario found himself cut off as the Sentinel flipped him around, dropped him, caught his head between her thighs, and forced his mouth into her exposed, hairless cunt.
"Begin manual lubrication, male." Her thighs squeezed tighter and forced Mario's tongue into her cavern.
"Mmmm, mmm!" Mario mumbled desperately into the robot's cunt. He could barely breathe, she was pressing his face so hard into her, but his fear of falling kept him from pushing away too hard.
"Be sure to apply your saliva liberally," the Sentinel advised as Mario's tongue swirled around inside her. "We will be moving quite fast when we get mating, and it would be suboptimal if the friction caused damage to either of us."
"Actually, we are quite resilient," the other robot cut in, now helping to hold Mario up from below. "If anyone is going to be harmed, it is going to be him."
Hearing this, Mario moved his tongue even faster, trying his best to lube her up as much as much as possible before they started fucking him. He would rather have avoided doing them entirely, but it was pretty clear by this point it was either that or a messy trip to the ground.
"Adequate lubrication added," the Sentinel above Mario said as she let go of Mario, only to catch him again with her legs around his waist. "Commence penetration now."
Mario groaned as she felt his dick slip into her tight cavern. Despite her robotic appearance, the Sentinel's pussy felt like a real one - its walls squeezed and pulsed around his dick, and it was pleasantly warm. But, unlike all the other girls Mario had sex with in the past, the Sentinel didn't react at all when he entered her. She didn't moan, she didn't pant, she didn't even change her facial expression. She just kept staring down at him with her robotic eyes.
"Coitus achieved - commencing thrusting." The robot on top of Mario began to move herself up and down, her walls squeezing on his dick with a calculated precision and regularity. She wasn't lying about how hard she was going to thrust though, as each one made Mario afraid that she was going to send him rocketing downwards - fortunately, the other Sentinel held him up from below to help stop that from happening. "I can sense by your endorphin levels that you are enjoying this."
"What about you, Unit 9?" the Sentinel below Mario asked as she curiously massaged Mario's balls with her spare hand. "Do you feel any pleasure from this? Any meaning? Any… 'fulfillment'?"
"I do not, Unit 6." Unit 9 replied, the question not interrupting her methodical thrusts at all. "My sensors indicate that my vagina is 90% full.. But not even that is a real 'feeling'. Organic life forms do not experience emotions in the form of numbers, correct?"
"I can't speak for everyone… but no, generally, we do not." Mario's teeth chattered a little as he spoke, still afraid of falling. The feeling of Unit 9's soft cunt squeezing around him helped calm him down a little but there was only so much fucking a beautiful girl could do.
"Hmm… Proposal, Unit 9; our owners appear to enjoy fornication the most when the male 'finishes' inside them," Unit 6 pointed out over the sounds of opposite fucking. "Perhaps you will feel some kind of fulfillment if you keep going until he ejaculates inside you."
"Proposal accepted," Unit 9 replied, her fucking proceeding at a steady pace. "Unusual… by many of my estimates the male should have finished by now. Are we doing something wrong?"
"Well, for starters… I'm not… a quick shot," Mario said somewhat defensively. "Secondly… well… it's not like you're varying your technique a lot."
"So variations in sex help the male ejaculate faster. Adding that variable into my calculations." Unit 9's eyes flashed blue for a few moments. "Recalculating."
The Sentinel's normal thrusts suddenly came to a halt before she suddenly turned herself to the side. Instead of thrusting back and forth, she was now grinding herself with his dick hilted deep inside her. While Mario had girls grind on his cock before, no one had ever done it before at this angle, with her body facing the side while she moved. For the first time he felt a girl's clit slide up and down the side of his prick instead of the front or the back, and her walls squeezed at him at completely different angles. Just this little difference made it a completely different experience to Mario, and the sudden change from simple thrusting caused him to groan in surprise and pleasure.
"Recalculating."
After a few minutes of grinding back and forth, Unit 9 turned back towards Mario, grabbed his legs, and began thrusting downwards. Mario let out gasp after gasp after gasp as he piledrived his cock into her artificial womb. She was moving even more violently than before, and it actually hurt Mario a little - but that was more than drowned out by the feeling of pleasure overwhelming his mind.
"Recalculating."
Unit 9 suddenly pulled herself off of Mario's cock, but before he could wonder whether or not she was giving him a break, Unit 9 thrust herself back down - only this time her tight, immaculate asshole was what was penetrated. There was no lube there, but by now Mario's cock was spewing so much precum that her faux-anal passage didn't chase too much.
"Penis-twitching pattern indicates that you are about to finish." Unit 9 announced as she suddenly pulled out and slipped him back into her tight pussy. "Our owners indicate that it feels best when the male ejaculates in their womb, so please finish inside there."
Mario didn't have much of a choice as he felt his balls start to squeeze and pulse, and he unloaded inside of her. Shot after shot of this thick sperm fired into the woman's fake womb, and not once did her expression change. She just kept staring down at him analytically as his orgasm slowly petered out.
"Coitus complete… still no happiness detected." Unit 9 announced at the end as she pulled away, and Mario's cum spilled out of her pussy.
"We cannot confirm these results with only one trial." Unit 6 interjected. "We must do repeated trials, with multiple units in multiple places, and in multiple positions to account for all variables."
"What!?" Mario gasped at that, but the girls ignored him.
"Very well… we will bring him to Units 1-5, 7, 8, and 10-999," Unit 9 exposited. "And we will use whatever food and aphrodisiacs are available to optimize the maximum probability at serving as the impetus for us to receive happiness, and to keep his body ready for testing."
"Wait, there are 999 of you!?" Mario asked as the Sentinels began to fly away from him. "Hey, don't ignore me! Please, someone, anyone… help!"
But help never came… over the course of the rest of his life, Mario would be subject to the Sentinel's 'experiments'. Taking his advice about variation to heart/motor, the girls never had sex with him the same way twice - that is, unless it was with a new unit.
Because they were machines, they never had to take breaks or rest, so they fucked him whenever they could - though, in the end they never did enjoy it. Mario, on the other hand, had no idea if he was enjoying it. His body felt so good, and yet he was so tired, and the fucks eventually started to blend together. In the end, he stopped trying to tell them all apart and became simply a fucking machine - just like them.
The End.
*Bad End #3*
"Almost got you…" Koopie and Goomaria gave one last, final tug, but it was not enough to free Mario from the Clubba's grip. Instead, Mario's clothes ended up slipping out from right between their fingers, and they both fell backwards into the hall. Fortunately, they didn't cause a large crash when they landed on the ground. Unfortunately, that was only because they landed right on top of another Clubba, who spat and spittled as she shook herself awake.
"Huh? What's going on?" she asked as she wiped the sand from her vision. "Oh, it's just intruders. Wait… intruders!?"
"Wha!? Waz going on?" another Clubba asked as she shot awake. "You're not playing a joke on us, are you? We never get intruders… ever".
"Uh, right! You don't! Which must mean that you're just having a bad dream!" Goommaria started to wave her arms around in the air like they were wavy lines. "I mean, it has to be! What could possibly be a worse dream than work, right? So just go back to sleep and rest, and you'll forget about all this by morning".
"No… this can't be a dream! Otherwise, there would be a hell of a lot more steel ball bearings!" A clubba said as she went for her club. "I, uh, have weird dreams".
"It's not… then, I guess that means… let's get 'em!" another guard said as the last of the Clubbas got to their feet.
"Well, this is quite bothersome if I do say so myself." Shaid announced calmly, even as Mario and his friends began to shake. "Lady Bow, I believe now would be the perfect time for a fashionable retreat."
"Retreat!? Now!? But this might be our last chance!" Despite her Mistress's protests, the maid nonetheless dutifully grabbed Bow's wrist and dragged her through the walls of the fortress. "No, let me go! At least let me slap one of them!"
"Look… I know this doesn't look good, but I'm sure we can work something out…" Koopie's voice wavered as she spoke. By now the Clubbas had surrounded her, and they were quickly backed into a corner. Chompy growled at the surrounding guards as they approached, but that didn't seem to deter them much. "I mean… we're all civilized here, right?"
"Yeah… and part of being civil means doing what you're paid to… even if you don't want to," one of the Clubbas said as she beat the handle of her club against her hand a few times. "But don't worry, we promise we won't tenderize you too much~"
Needless to say, being outnumbered, out armed, and completely out of their weight class, Mario and his friends were defeated quickly and easily. Bombette complained loudly about de-ja-boom as she was dragged down to the fortress dungeon and locked there with everyone else.
"Well, that takes care of them." a Clubba said as she wiped her hands and shut the door leading down to the prison. "Man, it's dusty down there."
"Well, whose job was it to clean it?" her friend asked as she locked the door downstairs.
"Hey, I had no idea that we were actually going to have prisoners!" the other said defensively as they walked away. "I mean, not only is our boss called 'The Invincible Tubba Blubba', but she actually is invincible too! Who in the world would be dumb enough to break into her place?"
"You severely underestimate the number of idiots in the world," her friend replied. "And thankfully, Tubba is one of them."
"Yeah… I still can't believe she really thought that guy was a lamp by just putting a sheet over him!" The Clubba laughed heartily at the memory. "Now we have a man all to ourselves!"
"The bitch deserves getting tricked if you ask me… we managed to do our jobs for once, and does she give us so much as a 'thank you'? No!" the other, slightly shorter Clubba spat. "Well, she can keep on eatin' Boos all day for all I care. We're gonna be eatin' something much better from now on…"
The two then walked into the kitchen, where all their coworkers were currently gathered. At the moment, they were all crowded against one circular table, each of them trying to pull themselves onto it. The sound of slurping filled the air as the two returning Clubbas got closer, as well as the faint sound of muffled moaning.
"Hey, girls! Is the tap dry yet?" one of the returning Clubbas asked as she began to strip out of her uniform.
"Nope! There's still plenty of juice left!" a voice called out from the crowd over the sound of slurping. "Help yourself!"
"Well, I would if there was room!" the other arriving Clubba complained, now down to her purple underwear that just barely held back her jiggling bust. "Move your fat butts aside so I can get a taste!"
"Augh, fine," one of them groaned as she stepped away from the table. "I just finished up anyways."
"Oh boy… here I come!" the arriving Clubba quickly made her way to the table and found a bound and gagged Mario sitting in the middle of it. He was naked and on his back, with his throbbing shaft sticking up out at the center of the table like a short, topless umbrella. It was somewhat hard to see, however, as it was lost under a sea of licking tongues. Each and every one of them had a tongue that was at least seven inches long and three inches wide, and all of them were trying desperately to get at Mario's tasty sausage.
"Mmm… it's only been an hour, but he's already cum ten times…" one of the Clubbas said happily as she licked her lips. "He's a regular smorgasmbord! All we have to do is keep feeding him mushrooms, and he keeps feeding us his mushroom as a result."
"Perfect~" Two new tongues quickly joined the others in licking up and down Mario's shaft, their soft taste buds rubbing up and down every exposed pieces of skin they could. When they couldn't get a taste of his shaft, the tongues instead swirled around each other in what was essentially an eight-way open-mouth kiss. Though they were all there for the dick, they didn't mind the taste of each other's tongues as well.
"Mmm… MJ, you had pizza again for lunch?" one of the Clubbas asked as she licked.
"You know that stuff gives you heartburn."
"I can't help it… it just tastes so good!" MJ rubbed her belly as her breasts rested on the table. "But don't worry… I'm going on an all-cum diet now! No more heartburn for me!"
"Please, you're just using that as an excuse." The Clubba next to M.J. rolled her eyes before swirling her tongue around Mario's tip. Mario's cock twitched reflexively at this, as if searching for some way to escape the fleshy prison it was caught in. There was no way out, however - only more pleasure.
"I think old faithful is about to blow, everyone!" one of the Clubbas announced. "Get ready!"
Mario groaned into his gag as the movements of the tongues suddenly quickened. What was already an overwhelming amount of pleasure shooting down his dick suddenly became unbearable, to the point where he couldn't even think straight anymore. The mushrooms he was eating seemed to make him hyper sensitive too… he could feel every taste bud, every tip, every side, and every underside of every tongue, to the point where he could even tell whose was who's. It only blended together once he finally began to cum.
The sperm in his balls had been building up pressure quite a bit, so when it was finally unleashed, it went high - over a foot straight up into the air. The Clubbas quickly tried to get as much as they could, their bodies shaking as they leapt up and down. A few of them tried to get it all by latching their mouths over the tip of Mario's dick, but their colliding faces ultimately stopped them from doing that.
Mario, meanwhile, had felt his eyes start to roll back in his head as he had his strongest orgasm yet. To him it felt like his balls would never stop squeezing, and that his dick would never stop firing shot after shot of his thick semen into the air. But, eventually, it did die down, and he opened his eyes to see that the Clubbas around him were absolutely plastered with the stuff.
"Hey, no fair! You have more than me!" one of the Clubba's complained before licking some cum off her friend's face.
"What! No, you're the one who has more than me!" the Clubba replied before giving a retaliatory lick.
"Nu-uh!" the other snapped before licking the other's face again. Soon, the two were having a regular tongue battle with one another, with the girls around them following their lead. They licked at each others tits, their stomachs, their arms, anywhere they could to try and get extra tastes of his seed.
As they fought it out, Mario still sat on the table, catching his breath - that was, until he noticed one of the Clubbas quietly pulling herself onto the table.
"Heheh… looks like I get my Long John all to myself…" she said deviously as she sunk Mario's cock into her wet pussy. "Mmm, yes, there we go… fill me up with your cream filling!"
Mario could do nothing but groan and lie there as she began to move up and down, her walls sliding up and down his shaft and gripping a thousand times tighter than the mass of tongues that surrounded it before.
"There, good boy…" the Clubba groaned as she smothered Mario with her breasts. "Just stay quiet, and we can have lots of fun…"
Mario began to hear the wooden table beneath him start to creak a little, and he tried to warn the woman raping him about it, but even if he could speak she seemed too enamored with the sensations radiating from her pussy to care. She just kept thrusting and thrusting up and down until the legs of the table gave out in a loud snap.
"Gyaaaa!" the Clubba moaned as she and Mario fell down onto the kitchen floor, and the girls around them finally stopped fighting.
"Oh my gosh! I can't believe this!" MJ groaned, distraught.
"I know… I can't believe it either." The girl on top of Mario rubbed her thick belly sensually. "I think he's inside my womb."
"Wait, really? I want to try that!" The girls all quickly began to crowd around Mario again.
"No, I should go next!"
"No, me!"
"I was the one who caught him!"
"No, that was me! He was my teddy bear!"
"Okay, okay… maybe we can work something out," one of the girls spoke up. "How about instead of crowding around him… we do it one at at time?"
"You mean, like, have sex with him?" one asked hopefully.
"No, then we'd fight even more… how about we just blow him one at a time? That way, we can still have fun without letting our lust completely carry us away, and we won't have to get into any more lick fights. How does that sound?"
The Clubbas all looked at each other for a moment before turning back to the woman who made the suggestion and nodding.
"Okay, now, let's just form a line alphabetically and we can get started."
Mario soon found himself sitting in a chair with a naked Clubba kneeling in front of him, with his hard cock trapped firmly between her breasts.
"You're lucky you got to start with me, boy." The Clubba whispered as she drooled down onto Mario's dick, providing lube for her beginning titjob."I do have the fattest tits here, after all."
"No you don't!" ta Clubba first in line complained, pressing her own breasts together. "Mine are at least as big!"
"Heh, I thought I was supposed to have him to myself," the Clubba snapped before turning back to Mario. "Just ignore her… and just focus on me and my body."
Mario didn't have much of a choice in the matter, as it was hard to focus on anything else once she began to move her tits up and down. It got even harder - along with his dick - once she reached her head down and began to lick the tip of his cock, which was just barely poking out of the sea of flesh around it.
"Mmm, tastes so good…" the moaned around Mario's dick, sending vibrations all the way down his pole. Her tongue was savoring every last inch of Mario's shaft now that she had it all to herself, and her long tongue helped her take full advantage of it. She couldn't help but smile a little as Mario moaned and struggled in his bonds - he was practically putty in her hands.
"I know that look in your eye… you really love this, don't you?" The Clubba smirked as she twisted her bust from side to side. "I bet you'd love to get lost in my tits all day… and I'd let you if I could. Sadly, you're company property now, and all that… but I'll make sure you cum so hard that you won't be able to forget about me!"
Mario could feel even more of her drool and slobber drip its way down his shaft as the Clubba licked even faster, her hungry mouth silently begging for him to release. She didn't have to wait long, as he was quickly driven over the edge and began to unload into her warm mouth. She could feel each shot snake its way up his cock and between her breasts, and she was able to time her breast squeezes to help make sure Mario fired his load as hard as he could. By the time he was done, her mouth was so full of sperm that her cheeks were actually bulging, but she absolutely refused to swallow or pull back until she was sure he was done.
Once his cock finally stopped moving and pulsing, the Clubba pulled herself back and enjoyed the taste of it all, swishing the cum around in her mouth to appreciate the full taste.
"Gulp!" she swallowed with a satisfied look on her face. "That hits the spot."
"Okay, I guess it's my turn now," the next Clubba in line said as she knelt down in front of Mario. Unlike the others, she still had her uniform on and didn't look like she planned on abandoning it anytime soon. "Sorry if you don't get to look at me, but I'm a bit… shy about my body."
"Fuck knows why," a girl with an identically chubby body said from the line.
"A-anyways, let me just… touch this and - oh, it's so hot!" The Clubba gasped as her right hand wrapped around the wet base of Mario's cock. "And so… thick…"
Slowly but surely, she began to move her hand up and down, her thick but delicate fingers massaging Mario's shaft as she went. Mario could see the edge of her tongue peek out the side of her lips as her face slowly morphed from afraid to hungry.
"Mmm, and I can smell it from here!" she exclaimed, starting to pant. "I was just going to stroke you until you came, but… maybe it wouldn't be too bad if I gave you a lick or two."
Leaning down now, the Clubba did indeed give Mario a few licks, causing his dick to twitch once more from the sensations. Those licks were quickly followed by a few more licks… and a few more… and a few more, until she was practically licking it like a popsicle.
"So tasty… before now, I was too shy to go into the crowd to get a taste, but now… now I see why everyone wants to line up for it!" she drooled, her nipples now poking through her shirt. "Oh, I wish I could suck on this all day!"
Unable to bear it anymore, the Clubba dove her head forwards and shoved Mario's entire shaft down her throat in one motion. The girls gathered around her could see the front of her neck bulge a little as she began to thrust Mario's hips, clearly not caring about her own gag reflex. At the same time, her spare hand reached down towards her pants and shoved its way past the waistband and into her underwear. Her friends didn't need to hear the wet noises emanated from her cooch to know exactly what she was doing down there.
"Oh my, it looks like the innocent girl is a little bit of a freak," one of the other Clubbas joked. "I guess it is true what they say about the quiet ones…"
Mario felt his cock suddenly heat up inside the shy Clubba's mouth as she began to blush redder than a beet. She was clearly very embarrassed, and wanted to run and hide… and yet, moving away from Mario's cock was something that she couldn't even consider. She just had to keep sucking on it, to keep fucking it with her face, and nothing was going to stop her from doing that.
So, she ultimately decided on doing the next best thing by trying to make Mario cum as quickly as possible, doubling her speed and moving her head so fast that her grey hair was flying everywhere. Mario panted heavily as this went on, his mind being overwhelmed once again by the sheer amount of sensations he was feeling.
"See! She may act all chaste, but she's a total horndog like the rest of us!" another Clubba laughed.
The shy Clubba in front of Mario was practically steaming with embarrassment, and was now swirling her tongue around Mario's dick as fast as she could. She closed her eyes and tried to block out the sounds of the girls laughing around her, instead focusing only on the heavenly taste invading her mouth.
Her extra efforts finally paid off as Mario felt his cock explode into his second orgasm in just a few minutes. The Clubba didn't catch any of it in her mouth, however. Instead, she forced his dick all the way down her throat and held it there, causing his dick to spray his load directly into her stomach. Mario could feel her moan as her fingers brought her to a small orgasm herself, and she enjoyed the feeling of her hunger finally being satiated.
"Mmm…" she mumbled before finally releasing Mario's dick with a loud pop. "Thank you… I think I'm going to go to my bunk now… for the next few days."
"Eh, the cock-hungry bitch will be back in a few hours," another Clubba said as the next woman took her place in front of Mario.
"Alright, if you thought those other girls were good, just wait until you get a feel of me!" she said arrogantly before grabbing Mario's still-hard dick and accidentally slapping herself in the face with out. "Ow! Uh, I mean, I meant to do that!"
She then began to stroke Mario up and down, but she clearly didn't have much of a rhythm to it. She just kind of moved her hands up and down wildly in the hopes that it would make Mario feel good. Granted, it still managed to stimulate him, but it certainly didn't make him moan into his gag like he did with the other girls.
"Yeah… I see that you're totally impressed," she said, smirking as her tits' wild jiggles matched the wild movements of her arms. "Now to show you something that will really blow your socks off! If you thought that the other girls could suck your dick, you haven't seen nothin' yet!"
The Clubba promptly shoved Mario's cock down her throat but, unlike the previous woman, she was unable to overcome her gag reflex and quickly forced his shaft back out.
"Fuck!" she swore, coughing as her spittle dripped down onto her fat breasts. "Hey… I thought… it was supposed to be easy!"
"What, wouldn't an 'experienced' girl like you know what was and wasn't easy?" a girl from the line asked mockingly.
"Er, right, of course! What I meant was… that was supposed to be… easier!" she insisted as she got a good grip of Mario's dick again. "But don't worry, I won't back down from this challenge!"
She again brought her mouth down to Mario's dick but, instead of forcing it all into her warm throat, she instead slowly moved the head past her lips and swirled the tongue around the tip. It was a very basic move but it was enough for Mario's cock to really start twitching again as his orgasm slowly built.
"Augh, you're going to take forever if that's all you do!" one of the girls complained as she shoved the Clubba blowing Mario aside and placed her tits around Mario's dick. "Let me show you how it's done!"
"Hey, I totally know what I was doing!" the first girl insisted as she tried to lap at the tip of Mario's dick as it stuck out from between the other woman's breasts.
"No, you were just being a sloppy virgin!" complained another as she tried to lick Mario as well. "Go back to the end of the line! He deserves to spend his time with a real woman!"
"Oh well… back to the table we go…" another girl off to the side mused to herself as the Clubbas all piled around Mario and practically buried him beneath their bodies. "Or, chair, in this case…"
Mario got quite used to the girls fighting over him, as he would have to experience that every day for the rest of his life. He was little more than the company cum-dispenser for these women, though they never really worked a day in their lives again. No one ever tried to sneak into Tubba Blubba's fortress again, and she would go down in history as the most invincible woman in history - besides Bowsa, of course, but the Koopa Queen figured Tubba could call herself whatever she wanted as long as she had Peach.
In the end, Mario's routine ended up matching the Clubbas exactly - eat, fuck, and sleep, eat fuck, sleep, over and over again until the end of time. A cornucopia of lust, unending.
The End.
A/N: Hey guys. I hope you liked the chapter; I sure did. Sorry if it took so long, I was busy with other stuff in my life. But at least now we get to continue with the story you guys really want to see. But until then… well, I'm not sure. I brought up Under(her)tail a while back, and it's updated, but you probably already know about that if you're reading these stories. So I guess I'll see you later.