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Bowsette and Peach: A Femdom Adventure!	By : TiffyB Category: +S through Z > Super Mario Brothers Views: 7957 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in Super Mario Bros. I do not make any money from this story.

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Chapter Tags: [Futanari x Female] [Femdom] [Humiliation] [Rough Play] [Anal] [Deepthroat/Gagging] [Vaginal]
“Now, assume the position. Face down, ass up, slut!” Peach nibbled her bottom lip as her red, glowing eyes focused on Bowsette’s quaking form. Noticing Bowsette wasn’t listening, the princess glared as she took a step forward. The area around the blonde radiated with a powerful energy, singeing the brick floor around her. “Do I need to repeat myself?”
“N-no!” the redhead shook her head, still marveling at the sudden show of force from the princess.
Peach arched a brow, still waiting, “Then why aren’t you moving?” She took another step forward ready to punish Bowsette for her disobedience. Before she could act, a smirk crept over her lips as she thought of a new way to taunt her slave instead. “You seem to like dealing in ultimatums. Here’s one for you. Listen to me and shove that cute ass into the air like a good little whore—or, keep staring and find out just how scary I can be.”
The redhead stared, still utterly shocked, but quickly turned around onto her hands and knees. She arched her back, giving Peach a perfect view of her rear. Despite the round, fuckable ass, it was more than obvious that Bowsette was merely a copycat. The red hair, horns, spiked shell on her back, and the tail at the base of her spine was more than a reminder that this was still just a Koopa in disguise. Oh, not to mention the massive cock, still painfully hard, pointing toward the ground.
The flames died down around Peach as she approached the redhead. She idly paced around her, admiring the exposed body of her doppelganger. Bowsette glanced up, meeting eyes with Peach for just a split second before the glaring visage of the princess warned her to lower her head again.
“Did I give you permission to move yet?” Peach chided.
“N-no, princess.”
“Then be a good slave and stay still. And,” the princess giggled, “call me mistress from now on.”
“Y-yes, mistress,” Bowsette blinked, but kept her head down.
“See. It’s not so hard to be a good girl, is it?” Peach stopped behind the dragoness and admired her round ass. It was so shapely. She had to wonder if this was just another one of those differences, like the tail or horns. Her own ass wasn’t this big, was it? Still inspecting Bowsette, she knelt behind her and nonchalantly placed her hands on those ample cheeks, giving them a appreciative squeeze.
The blonde noticed the dragoness tensing and let go. “You’re nervous? Are you still frightened? I’m sorry that I scared you,” her mocking tone was followed by a stifled giggle. “Maybe you’re just anxious because you’re not in control?” Her hand slapped against Bowsette’s bouncy rear, causing the flesh to jiggle. The impact was so pronounced that even her cock and balls swayed between her legs. And yet, the redhead maintained her position.
“You’re awfully quiet,” Peach accused. “I think we have a close enough relationship, don’t you? We should be able to tell each other our deepest secrets.” The princess wrapped her fingers around the dangling member, pulling it back just slightly. She moved her wrist up and down with a delicate precision, teasing Bowsette’s cock to dribble small amounts of precum onto the floor.
“P-please,” Bowsette begged. “Forgive me? We can stop this now and pretend like it never happened.”
Peach scoffed, shaking her head at the silly idea. “You kidnapped me. And then you try to blackmail me into surrendering to you, using my need for cock against me, and when your plans fail—like they always do—you want me to forget it ever happened. Why would I do that?” She emphasized by tightening her grip on that hard length.
“Please,” Bowsette groaned. “B-by now they’re already back where they started. I can’t let them find me like this if they make it this far! You have to let me go.” The redhead started to stand, only to feel Peach’s grip tighten once more, tugging her back down to her original position.
“So, now you admit you didn’t even kill them. You said you defeated them.”
“Defeat, er, has many meanings…” Bowsette stammered.
“I should have expected a lie from you,” Peach let go of the stiff cock before stomping her way to the nightstand next to the bed. Confused, the dragoness started to push herself up once again before Peach yelled, “Don’t even think of moving!” without even turning around.
“Wh-what are you doing?” Bowsette fearfully asked.
“I’ve been in this room enough times,” she angrily stated while still digging through the contents of the nightstand. “I know what’s in these drawers. I just have to—there it is!” The princess pulled out a handful of various sex toys, but the one she held over her head for Bowsette to see was the thick, black dildo attached to a belt of sorts.
“H-hey now! That’s not mine!” The Koopa Queen shook her head as she started to move away.
“Hmph! Not yours?” Peach chuckled and rolled her eyes. “I actually believe you, though.”
“H-huh?” Bowsette curiously arched a brow. “R-really?”
“Of course. All of these things have been in there for quite a while. And, I’ve been in this castle a lot. They’ve never moved,” she sighed. “If it were yours you would have probably used it at some point. You put that here for me to find at some point, didn’t you? So,” the princess smirked, “it’s technically mine anyway.”
“Uh,” the dragoness shrugged, “you can’t prove that.” It was obvious she wasn’t going to admit to anything.
Peach shrugged as she bent over to pick up a few chains that had fallen from the drawers during her hurried searching. “It’s okay. You won’t need to say anything soon enough.”
Bowsette scrambled to push herself up. She had been subjected to enough torment at the hands of this captive. “Hold on!” Her eyes fixated on the various toys, most notably the strap-on that Peach was fastening around her waist. It was a wonderful contrast with Peach’s pink garters and stockings against the black leather and rubber of the thick toy.
“Oh?” Peach cooed inquisitively. “Did you want to use it on me? That seems a bit redundant since you’re already packing quite the cock. I bet it’s even bigger when you’re not in this form, but,” her eyes narrowed, “this would have never fit on you before. The leather pieces are just too small. I think you always wanted me to wear it… to use on you.”
“Th-that’s absurd! Why would I want you to uh, do that…” a deep blush quickly spread over the redhead’s cheeks.
Peach smiled, giving a little shrug as she stepped closer. “You can deny it all day long. But that crown isn’t attached to your head. You could have taken it off at any time.”
Bowsette blinked, her mouth slightly agape at the realization.
The blonde stood directly in front of the dragoness, leaning in, she softly pushed her lips against the other woman’s in a soft, sensual kiss. Pulling away, she caressed Bowsette’s cheek. “On your knees, slave,” she whispered with gentle authority.
The Koopa Queen nodded, slowly dropping to her knees in front of the princess until she was staring directly at that thick, intimidating rubber length. She knew exactly what was expected of her. She hesitantly leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the head. It was hard and unrelenting—nothing like she had expected. She swirled her tongue around it, meekly glancing up for approval from the princess.
Peach smiled down, her heavenly visage inspiring Bowsette to continue on. Her demeanor only hid the princess’ true intent as she deftly reached down, firmly grabbing the redhead’s horns and with a combined thrust and pulling motion, speared the entire length into the dragoness’ throat at once.
Bowsette’s eyes widened in shock as she immediately gagged on the intruder. Her hands rose to Peach’s thighs as she tried to push the woman away, but it only spurred the princess to intensify her actions. Soon, she was roughly plunging the rubber dong in and out of the redhead’s throat. Tears streamed down Bowsette’s cheeks while her nose constantly bumped against Peach’s flat stomach. She was on the verge of passing out when the princess finally let go, shoving the dragoness back and allowing her to fall onto her ass while coughing and gasping for air.
“That’s how gagging on cock feels, just so you know,” Peach stated so bluntly as she stroked the thick member. “But, now it’s all slick with your spit and ready to go.”
Bowsette was still coughing and wiping her eyes. “R-ready for what?”
“Assume the position. And don’t even try to play coy. We’ve already been over it. It’s what you’ve always wanted. So just obey,” Peach commanded.
The redhead looked as if she wanted to protest, but kept her mouth shut. Still wiping her eyes, she pouted as she rolled onto her hands and knees. She arched her back, thrusting her ass into the air. Peach smiled as she knelt behind her, rubbing the spit-lubed strap-on against Bowsette’s wet pussy, but quickly settled on a higher target. The princess teased around the tight, puckered hole, simply toying with her slave.
“Mm,” Peach purred mockingly, “So tight. Have you been saving yourself for me all this time?” She jabbed her hips forward lightly but never quite pushed inside.

“Y-yes, mistress,” Bowsette shakily replied.
“Ooh! You remembered. Good girl,” she licked her lips. “Good girls get rewarded.” Peach’s hands lovingly caressed Bowsette’s rear before holding her hips and gently pressing forward.
The redhead gasped and tensed up as the head of the dildo finally penetrated her. Peach softly rocked her hips back and forth, gradually fucking her slave while introducing bit after bit of the thick length into Bowsette’s asshole. Slowly but surely, the entire thing rested in the dragoness’ bowels, with Peach’s hips pressed firmly against Bowsette’s soft, jiggly ass.
“How does it feel? Is it everything you wanted?” Peach seductively asked.
She didn’t expect a reply, though. Her hand caressed the redhead’s waist, trailing under her to grab the thick, throbbing length of Bowsette’s cock. The Koopa Queen’s gasps quickly transformed into moans as her member was slowly stroked. Peach giggled as she continued to jerk her off, her hand moving just fast enough to urge Bowsette closer to the climax she desired so desperately. Just as the redhead’s moans of pleasure began to signal her impending release, Peach let go of it, giggling cruelly.
“Aw, don’t worry. You’ll still get to cum,” she cooed. “But, don’t touch it!” she hastily added.
Placing her hands back on Bowsette’s hips, Peach slowly pulled the dildo back until just the head remained inside her previously virginal asshole. With slow and precise movement, she pressed back in, making sure to expertly aim in order to make the rigid toy rub against the dragoness’ prostate. After some subtle movement, she knew she had found the right spot when Bowsette suddenly gasped and tensed up.
“There we go!” Peach smirked as she started moving her hips a bit more, making sure to hit that spot as much as possible.
Bowsette grunted and groaned with every little thrust. She stared between her own hanging breasts to see her cock twitching so eagerly, just on the cusp of release while clear ropes of precum dribbled from the tip of her member. She just wanted to touch it and end this torture but she knew Peach would only do something worse to her if she disobeyed.
Peach’s rhythm increased as she grew more accustomed to prodding the tip of the dildo right at Bowsette’s prostate, effectively milking the poor gland to its breaking point. She smiled as she glanced down, watching the way the redhead’s tight little asshole clenched around the toy as if it didn’t want to let go.
“Such a hungry girl,” Peach taunted before she truly started hammering the dragoness’ ass.
Bowsette clawed at the floor, her whole body tensing and clenching as the sensation started to overcome her entire existence. Even her toes pulled tight against the bottoms of her feet as she began trembling. And then it reached the point of no return. Bowsette’s moans became growls of pleasure as her cock began to shoot thick, messy spurts of jizz against the floor. Each thrust from the dominating blonde forced yet another powerful torrent of cum directly from the source.
Peach wasn’t done yet, though. She simply continued to pound into the redhead’s ass, even reaching down to grab her tail to use it as a handle as she abused that asshole. Bowsette’s growls quickly morphed into whimpers and whines as she was so roughly taken. The puddle beneath her had spread out, taking up much of the area around her so that she was now kneeling in it as well as having her hands in the creamy mess. Bowsette breathed heavily as the cruel princess finally pulled out.
“Like I said,” Peach snickered, “Good girls get rewards.”
“H-huh?” The exhausted woman had barely pushed herself up before she felt the head of that dildo slid lower and press against her newly formed pussy. “W-wait! C-can’t I rest first?”
“And take a risk that someone else might claim your maidenhood? No thanks,” Peach chuckled as she pressed forward in one quick motion, breaking the redhead’s hymen and claiming her completely.
Bowsette yelped at the sudden intrusion. The slight pain quickly faded and she was left with a foreign sensation of hard rubber filling her. It sent chills through her body, as well as a general feeling of euphoria as she reveled in the feeling of fullness. She was spent, but this new experience was too good to pass up. She arched her back, submitting to Peach’s authority while eagerly waiting for more.
With her ass so exposed and slightly gaping from the previous pounding it had just received, it was easy for the princess to press the specialized buttplug into place. It started with anal beads, each one slightly larger than the last. The end of the strand was a thick, gold coin that stopped the toy from going all the way inside.
“So cute,” Peach ran her finger around the edge of the coin as she admired the redhead’s ass.
With the toy in place, Peach pulled her hips back, causing Bowsette to gasp in pleasure as the dildo rubbed inside her once more. That was the cue for the blonde as she quickly began thrusting into the dragoness’ pussy with the same fervor she had used on her ass. Bowsette was still reeling from the overwhelming feeling of this newfound pleasure. Her face and heavy tits pressed against the ground, feeling her own slowly drying cum spreading against her skin. Bowsette’s own thick, creamy jizz had soaked into her bra at this point. Her breasts threatened to spill out of the bra with every thrust from the princess.
A foreign sensation of pleasure began to well upon deep within Bowsette. She couldn’t quite comprehend what was happening, but it brought a lustful, dazed smile to her face as it continued to spread through her stomach. Her eyes flickered and she nibbled her bottom lip. A few, deep breaths signaled Bowsette’s climax was imminent. Her body clenched and a low groan of pleasure spilled from her lips as she lost all control, bucking back against Peach in absolute pleasure.
She breathed heavily as she tried to compose herself, but it was no use. The feeling only multiplied the longer it continued. The waves of pleasure briefly ebbed before another powerful climax washed over her. And yet Peach showed no indication of stopping.
The princess continued for what felt like hours. Orgasm after orgasm was wrest from Bowsette’s helpless and willing body. The redhead had lost count of how many times she climaxed. She was a mess. Sweat and cum covered her whole body. Every muscle ached. As she laid in her own jizz, she stared up at the triumphant princess, who looked as radiant as ever.
“Th-that was… amazing,” Bowsette sighed contentedly.
“Shh,” Peach smiled down at her. “We’re hardly done.” She had a few toys in her hands as she knelt, careful of the mostly dry puddle her slave laid in. A rubber gag painted to look like a Bob-omb was pushed between her lips before being secured with a strap around her head. The redhead tried to resist, but there was no way to do so in her current condition. The princess simply continued her work, rolling her slave onto her stomach and binding her wrists behind her with some piranha plant vines. Tugging Bowsette onto her knees, she stepped back to admire her handiwork with a cruel smile.
The door behind Bowsette slowly creaked open, much to her alarm. She couldn’t be seen in this form! Especially not like this! She struggled to turn around while a deep blush covered her features.
“Mmmmpphhmmm!” Bowsette mumbled and screamed into the gag, still awkwardly attempting to stand.
“Oh!” Peach giggled, lustfully licking her lips, “so glad you could join us. We were just getting started…”
—To be continued?—
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