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Smash Her Mansion	By : PersonOfDisinterest Category: +S through Z > Super Smash Brothers Views: 32009 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Smash Her Mansion
- 2-ii.
- 3-iii.
- 4-iv.
- 5-v.
- 6-vi.
- 7-vii.
- 8-viii.
- 9-ix.
- 10-x.
- 11-xi.
- 12-xii.
- 13-xiii.
- 14-xiv.
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Hands at her sides, Wii Fit Trainer felt her muscles stretch as she pushed her hips forwards and bent backwards. Her lower back appreciated the release of tension when she reverted to a natural standing pose and shook out her limbs with a long sigh. It was barely midday and the woman felt like she was ready to clock out. The drain on her energy was less physical than it was mental. Among the personal antics of the class participants, such as Shulk's penchant need to loudly declare 'I'm really feeling it!' with each and every exercise, dealing with Bowser and Peach in particular was most certainly taxing.
"I understand what you mean. Dealing with Peach on her own is a hassle most of the time."
Wii Fit Trainer jumped, spinning around. "Damn it, Samus, don't do that."
The blonde woman cocked an eyebrow. "How did you not hear me come in? Don't exactly have the softest of footsteps in this suit."
"I - I was in my world."
"And sharing it with anyone who might possibly be listening in," Samus said with a slight smirk.
Wii Fit Trainer mumbled incoherently in reply.
"What was that?"
"Never you mind," Wii Fit Trainer shot back, looking up at the towering woman with a lopsided grin plastered across her face. "What on earth happened to your hair?"
"The usual," Samus said nonchalantly, "some grabbing, some pulling. One or two good yanks here and there."
"Oh."
"You get used to it."
Wii Fit Trainer could only imagine. Samus was walking around with the equivalent of a bird's nest sitting on her head and not a care in the world to show for it.
"What are you doing here anyway?"
"Would it be so bad if I only came to say hello?"
"You don't strike me as the sort of person who would waste that kind of time."
Samus chuckled. "You're right. I'm a straightforward, get to the point or get out kind of girl. I hope you don't mind."
"Sounds good to me," Wii Fit Trainer said, shrugging.
"That's great," Samus replied. There was an odd light to her eye, and a curve to her lips - which grew when she took a step forwards. "That's just...perfect."
Wii Fit Trainer froze. Every one of her limbs locked up, gripped in a moment of pure shock. Her eyes were as wide as - well as wide as eyes could be without popping right out of the socket. An invisible cap had been screwed tight over both her nostrils and thanks to the mouth pressed to her own, the woman couldn't breathe. That last detail was the important one. Wii Fit Trainer could have sworn that Samus was no magician; however, even after the woman released her lips, she was still captivated. Maybe it something to do with the cool hand Samus still held to her cheek.
"I just spoke with Zelda," the blonde explained, while Wii Fit Trainer stared blankly up at her. "She told me you'd already spoken to her, and she told me what you spoke about."
"Uh huh," Wii Fit Trainer said dumbly as the woman caught her chin, brushing the edge of a metallic thumb along the curve of her lower lip.
Samus grinned. "So, I guess you can take this as confirmation. Sorry if it was a bit too much too fast."
Wii Fit Trainer just stood there.
"So now you're silent," the blonde teased. "Hurry up and say something before I feel incredibly awkward."
So Wii Fit Trainer blurted out the first thing that bypassed her internal filter for things one should most definitely not utter out loud.
"I'm so wet right now."
It took the woman an awfully long moment to realise what she had just said. Samus looked awfully amused the entire time. "Oh really," she said, hand dropping down from Wii Fit Trainer's chin, "might I be so bold as to..?"
Wii Fit Trainer hissed softly, eyes falling shut. Samus whistled - at least, that's what the language she suddenly switched to sounded like, almost like birdsong. "Wow," the woman murmured, her hand nestled between a pair of slim thighs squeezed into a set of form fitting yoga pants, "you really are, aren't you?"
Samus' touch apparently flicked a button that enabled Wii Fit Trainer to move again, and when she did it was with ferocious need. Samus moaned lightly after being pulled down to the woman's mouth. Wii Fit Trainer's grip on her wrist was a whole lot stronger than the blonde would've given her credit for. "I want you. Now. Right here," the woman said breathlessly, grinding on her fingers, "take off that damn armour."
"Later," Samus promised, "for now -"
Wii Fit Trainer growled, literally growled, grabbed Samus' arm, turned on the spot and pushed her backwards. The massive shoulders of her Varia Suit scraped against the wall. Samus was surprised to have been moved at all; she was no lightweight even before suiting up. She looked down at the small, pale woman with a warm tint to her cheeks, clenched fists and a wet patch soaked into her yoga pants, and smiled.
"I see you've got something of a dominant streak."
Wii Fit Trainer pointed at her. "I've been horny and irritable all morning because of you, Samus. Enough teasing."
The tall blonde laughed as she was called out. "Fair enough. Alright then, right here and now," Samus spoke, and as she did her armour began to split apart at the seams, elegantly folding open to reveal the Zero Suit-ed woman within. "I'm all yours."

Wii Fit Trainer, busy eating, looked up after hearing her name called. It was Samus, back in the Varia Suit and heading across the dining hall towards her.
"Hey," the woman said cheerfully, sitting down opposite her, "I want to introduce you to a friend."
Wii Fit Trainer frowned. "Well where are they -?"
At which point what appeared to be a pink, furry balloon suddenly hopped up onto the table.
"Jiggly!"
Oh.
"Wii Fit Trainer, this is Jigglypuff," Samus said, gesturing between them. "Jigglypuff, Wii Fit Trainer."
"Puff!" the little round creature said excitedly, extending a small hand in greeting. Wii Fit Trainer felt awkward heat rising to her cheeks as she reached forward and shook what felt like Jigglypuff's whole arm.
"Uh, hello there."
"Jigglypuff's a pokemon," Samus explained, "the only female living in the Mansion at the moment."
Wii Fit Trainer frowned again. "I thought you said there was only four women, myself included?"
"Technically there's five. And no, I'm not talking about Jigglypuff," Samus said. "I'm not sure if you've met the Ice Climbers yet? Well you will at some point, they're an inseparable duo. Loyal husband and wife. So naturally the wife is off-limits."
"I see," Wii Fit Trainer said slowly. "So, um, does Jigglypuff...help out?"
"Look at her," Samus said, resting her hand between the creature's large, fluffy ears, "she's so cute. And awfully small. So in answer to your implied question, no. Jigglypuff is - or rather has been up to this point - exempt from the Freedom of Use policy."
"What do you mean 'up to this point'?"
Samus smiled. "That's where we're hoping you can come in," the woman said. "Jigglypuff can't play with the boys; she's too small and they'll just hurt her. What she needs is a...gentler touch, one the men of this Mansion lack the patience for."
"If you're suggesting what I think you are," Wii Fit Trainer began, looking between the contented pink ball of cute and the blonde woman petting its head, "why have you waited for me to come along to consider this?"
"Because none of us are lesbians."
Wii Fit Trainer frowned for a third time. "But you -"
"Prefer cock," Samus swiftly cut across her, "remember?"
Suddenly recalling her conversation with Zelda, involving the revelation of a secret she was told to keep quiet about, Wii Fit Trainer glanced at Jigglypuff - then to the left and right where others also sat eating - and caught herself.
"Oh, right."
"Indeed," Samus said. "Anyway, I've told Jigglypuff she can expect to greatly enjoy herself with you."
"Puff, puff!"
Wii Fit Trainer blanched. "Wait, I haven't -"
"That's right, Jigglypuff. You have my personal recommendation that she knows exactly what she's doing." Samus looked up from the glowing eyed creature and offered Wii Fit Trainer a small smirk. "Maybe she'll even be kind enough to let you reciprocate."
The woman couldn't say what she wanted to in present company, so she settled for aiming a brief, triumphant look in Samus' direction. Then she turned to look down at the beaming pokemon.
"Is that a...microphone?"
"Jigglypuff!"
"It is, yes," Samus replied, "among other things. You'll see."
A thought occurred to Wii Fit Trainer. "Do you like to sing, Jigglypuff?"
"Puff!"
As Wii Fit Trainer didn't understand pokemon, she took the creature's joyous use of its own name as an affirmative. "Why don't you sing something for me?" she asked, genuinely interested. However, at that, the excitement in Jigglypuff's melted away. She scuffed the table top despondently with her (comparative to her size) large feet.
"Actually, she's been forbidden from singing during daylight hours," Samus explained. "It was a collective decision. She's simply too good."
"I...see," Wii Fit Trainer said. Even though she really, really didn't.
"Anyway, there's a good number of other ways Jigglypuff can put her talented mouth to use. She's really excited about that, aren't you?"
"Puff! Jiggly!"
"First though," Samus said, meeting Wii Fit Trainer's eye, "we need to ease you into the swing of things."
The woman warily regarded the smiling blonde. "What do you mean?"
"While you aren't able to contribute in the conventional manner, the Freedom of Use policy will still apply to you and Jigglypuff from now on."
"Hold on a minute, I didn't agree to anything!"
"Jiggly?" the creature said weakly, crestfallen.
"Look, I'm sorry but -"
"Are you really going to deny the poor thing this opportunity?" Samus said, every intention to guilt trip dripping off her tongue. "I mean, just look at this cute, adorable face and tell me you're not going to help her experience all the fun, pleasurable times she's been missing out on."
Wii Fit Trainer struggled not to, but in the end she couldn't help herself. "Oh, damn it."
Jigglypuff's huge, aqua-blue eyes shimmered like the sunlit ocean, her little arms held to the corners of her small, trembling mouth. Wii Fit Trainer sighed heavily and covered her face with both hands. She couldn't believe what she was about to say.
"What do I have to do?"

The first thing was getting used to Jigglypuff sitting in her lap. The pokemon bounced happily into her arms, clearing her plate of half-eaten lunch in a single bound. Despite her reservations, Wii Fit Trainer couldn't help but mutter a quiet 'd'aww' when Jigglypuff aimed those great big eyes up at her. She was so small and cute that once the pokemon settled comfortably in the cradle of her hands, Wii Fit Trainer didn't want to let her go. And so the next step was to find her little pussy.
Wii Fit Trainer felt more than a little awkward when Samus actually voiced the suggestion. She had never gone so quickly from hello to fingering a girl in her life. But there was always a first time for everything.
It was a little weird to position Jigglypuff for the underside foray. The pokemon ended up perched on her thighs, one hand at her back keeping her steady while Wii Fit Trainer's other reached somewhat hesitantly underneath her. Jigglypuff's eyes grew heavy and lidded the moment Wii Fit Trainer touched her.
"Wow," the woman breathed as her fingers brushed over a soft set of lips, "you are small."
"Tol' oo," Samus said from across the table.
Wii Fit Trainer glanced up. Golden tufts of hair stuck out of the gaps between the clawed fingers of the hands one anthropomorphic wolf had wrapped around the back of Samus' head. Wii Fit Trainer looked down again.
Jigglypuff moaned its name as she traced the shape of its sex. By feel alone she could tell the pokemon's pussy was just about the same size as her pointer finger. Gentle touch indeed. Wolf's cock for instance, which Wii Fit Trainer could glimpse red and thick as it pumped between Samus' lips, would split poor Jigglypuff in two. Particularly if he went at it like a power drill let off the leash.
Wii Fit Trainer didn't need to be quite so vigorous to draw out Jigglypuff's first orgasm. The pokemon was like putty in her hand in seconds and all she'd been doing was stroking her. By the time she'd finished coming Wii Fit Trainer was practically washing her hands in pussy juice.
"Jiggly..."
"She's a gusher," Samus said, licking her lips as a satisfied Wolf walked away.
"I can see that," Wii Fit Trainer mildly replied. Jigglypuff lay back in her sodden lap, face utterly vacant in bliss. "Warning would've been nice."
"Twy hingerin haa."
"What?"
Samus, now bobbing back and forth on the shaft of a princely looking swordsman, held up her index and middle finger and made a poking gesture. Wii Fit Trainer got the message.
She could actually see the pokemon's slit now that Jigglypuff was lying flat rather than standing on her legs. Her inner lips were a much more vivid pink, poking slightly out from between her small, puffy labia. Jigglypuff shivered bodily when Wii Fit Trainer teased the tips of her digits against her tiny little entrance. After deliberating briefly with herself, the woman decided to just go with a single finger for the time being.
"Goodness," Wii Fit Trainer gasped, slowly pushing inside, "you're so tight!"
She was glad to have gone ahead with a lone digit; Jigglypuff was clamping down on her so hard it felt like she was about to snap off a knuckle.
"Easy," Wii Fit Trainer said, chuckling a little as she petted the moaning pokemon's head. "It's true what they say about small packages. You're a strong girl."
Meanwhile, across the table Marth's somewhat average sized package was sitting squarely on Samus' chin, the tip of his cock pushed to the back of her mouth. His ballsack started to rise as sloppy, gurgling noises emerged from the blonde's throat, spit bubbling thickly over her stretched lips.
"Puff...puffff..."
Experimenting with different depths and angles, Wii Fit Trainer had successfully located Jigglypuff's g-spot. Now, with a curled finger, she began coaxing out another orgasm from the sweating pokemon. It only took a minute or so of light thrusting and some gentle tapping of her fingertip. Jigglypuff came suddenly and hard, so hard that Wii Fit Trainer winced.
"Clenches like a vice, doesn't she?" Samus said, brushing a lock of hair out of her eyes as Marth tucked himself away.
Wii Fit Trainer clenched her teeth. "How could you possibly know that?"
"Oh, I can tell by that look on your face," the blonde replied smoothly.
"Jigglyyyyy!" the pokemon cried out, and when its walls squeezed Wii Fit Trainer forgot everything she'd been about to say.

"So as you can see," Doctor Mario was saying, holding up the X-ray results, "nothing is broken. Just some slight bruising. Try not to use that finger for any strenuous activity in the meantime. Light, and I stress light, exercise is fine to keep the joints from becoming stiff."
"Right," Wii Fit Trainer said slowly curling and unfurling her fist, "thank you, Doctor."
"Not a problem," the man replied, returning his hands to the blonde head nestled between his legs.
"Glad that's sorted," Samus spoke, standing beside Wii Fit Trainer, "had me worried for a minute there."
"Jigglypuff," the pokemon offered apologetically for what must've been the seventh or eighth time.
Wii Fit Trainer sighed as she found her feet. "It's fine, I can't really blame you. Maybe it's something to boast about. I made a girl feel so good once she almost broke my finger."
Samus smirked. "That's a story that'll sell millions."
"In your dreams," Wii Fit Trainer aimed at the taller woman. "Anyway, I have classes to get back to. Hopefully they'll be much less eventful than lunch was."
"Oh, I don't think it will be."
Wii Fit Trainer didn't even turn around. "Whatever you're planning or were going to suggest, no."
"But this is just the beginning," Samus said, striding quickly after her as a wet, spluttering cough came from behind them. A glance over the shoulder would reveal Doctor Mario massaging the Princes' throat with one hand and the meaty shaft of his cock. Wii Fit Trainer wasn't even prepared to look aside to the bed upon which Captain Falcon lay unconscious as she passed it, however.
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm pretty sure little Jigglypuff here is eager to return the favour, right?"
"Puff!" the creature said excitedly, positively bouncing in the crook of Samus' arm.
"That won't be happening."
"The Freedom of Use policy applies to you now," Samus said, "just like the rest of us."
"And what, am I just supposed to pull my knickers down right here in the corridor?" Wii Fit Trainer fired back as they left the infirmary.
"Actually," the woman said, "that's what I meant to talk to you about. Your clothes."
Wii Fit Trainer sighed, exasperated. "What about them?"
"They don't exactly offer easy access..." Samus trailed off, critically looking her up and down. "We'd have to cut a hole out of your yoga pants."
Wii Fit Trainer's eyes bugged out at the mere suggestion. "You must be out of your mind. I'm not having my bits on display in front of a class of males with a bad case of sex on the brain!"
"It's either that or wear a skirt."
"Look - no. Just no."
"I mean it's simple enough in Jigglypuff's case, right? But on the other side of the coin -"
"I said no!" Wii Fit Trainer said, rounding on the woman. "Listen, I've had to spend all morning ignoring the smell of sex filling the gym; I just had to sit through Doctor Mario's examination listening to Peach choke on his dick; I almost had my finger snapped off over lunch, a lunch I didn't get to finish because you came along and interrupted me, so now I'm really hungry with three classes to teach before dinner, and I've just decided on the spot that I'm going to cancel the classes I've got after that because I'm so damn tired I just want to go to sleep and not wake up for a whole week. So I'd gladly appreciate it if you could just leave me alone to get on with it all. Okay?!"
Samus stared at her blankly for a long, awkward moment. Then, slowly, the woman sheepishly grinned.
"I was really getting ahead of myself there, huh."
Wii Fit Trainer pressed her lips tight and exhaled through her nostrils.
Samus quickly got the message. "I guess we'll leave you to it."
Jigglypuff vacated the crook of her arm and moved through the air in a series of floating jumps. "Puff," she said, after planting a light kiss on Wii Fit Trainer's cheek. The soft contact was like a pin scratching a pinprick hole into a balloon. The woman could already feel herself deflating.
"Sorry," she muttered at Samus as Jigglypuff landed on the ground, "I shouldn't have -"
The blonde shook her head. "It's fine, really. I was just rather excited about the whole idea. Forgot it's barely your second day here in the madhouse."
"Barely."
Samus laughed. "You'll get used to it all soon. Anyway, I'll see you later."
"Right," the Wii Fit Trainer said, watching the subtle sway of woman's hips as she turned and walked away. "Later."

With an elegant swish of his Dimensional Cape, Meta Knight disappeared. And promptly reappeared just below Samus' chest, narrow eyes glowing yellow beneath an enigmatic mask. A sloppy wet shaft dropped between a generously large pair of helpfully pulled apart breasts, which Samus then squashed together with both hands as Meta Knight began thrusting vigorously. Silver mitten gauntlets tweaked her stiff nipples as though Meta Knight sat at the helm of his battleship and the blonde obediently responded with an open mouth and lolling tongue for the otherwise reclusive male to jab his fat purple cock-crown into.
Meanwhile, between a strong, long pair of legs spread high and whorishly wide, stood a pink, rosy cheeked puffball stretching out the tight ring of Samus' anus with almost the entire length of his horsedick.
Kirby was hung. Like a horse.
Not that Samus had any experience with horses.
Anyway, back to the dick in her butt; Samus had no idea where Kirby kept it all. The puffball was barely a foot in height and, she swore, had more mass in his meat than his entire round body. But then Kirby was a creature who gobbled up literally anything and everything he could inhale. Some things Samus just didn't try to understand. It was particularly hard to concentrate with a horsedick stuck up her butt, so fat and heavy that Kirby couldn't actually thrust. Instead, once he had scooted back far enough to drag himself out to the tip, Kirby was performing run-ups.
It was an agonisingly slow, almost agonisingly deep fucking of her hole. Samus really couldn't help the hoarse, straining grunts that left her throat as Kirby's monster rod slammed through her sphincter, reaching, it felt like, the pit of her stomach and nestling there for a not so tender moment before sliding back out again like a slimy, fat worm poking its head above ground to sniff the air only to dislike the taste and promptly -
"Rrnngh!"
Burrow its way back into the warm, tightly packed soil. Which was not that kind of metaphor; Samus was very good about enemas.
Beep Beep!
That was the alarm clock, by the way. Mr Game & Watch had already cum and gone. Samus, nursing Meta Knight's cockhead between her lips, tilted her head and looked up towards the bedside table. The backlit, digital display read 01:58 AM.
"Alright boys," the blonde said, "time's almost up."
Samus was very particular about keeping her allotted shift. Not that she didn't enjoy it; it was precisely because she did that the woman made sure she didn't go beyond her two hour stint. Otherwise she'd be fucking all night.
Meta Knight pulled out from between her breasts and Samus took him in hand, stroking furiously. Kirby probably intended to join his friend/foe in painting her face with cum, but the sudden clench of previously well relaxed muscles held him squarely in place. Samus was really only in the mood for one facial load and Meta Knight, she could tell by the weight of his pouch resting on her tits, was primed and ready to blow. She closed her eyes, poked out her tongue and was moments later sprayed with thick, sticky ropes of jizz.
Samus lay there on the bedroom floor after Kirby and Meta Knight had left, taking the time to appreciate the warm, gooey sensation of cum dribbling slowly down her rectum towards the sore, stretched hole it had been pumped deep into. She needed to shower. Samus looked towards the bed as she stood up, where Wii Fit Trainer lay under the covers with her back turned to her. She paused for a moment before heading into the bathroom. On her return some minutes later, padding back into the bedroom with a towel between her hands, the woman was in for a surprise.
"You're awake."
"I was never asleep."
Wii Fit Trainer had switched sides, now lying facing in Samus' direction. Her grey, pupil-less eyes gained an odd, entrancing light in the relative darkness of the room, one the tall, naked blonde found rooted her to the spot.
"Shit," she said. "Were we making too much noise?"
"You were making a lot of noise," Wii Fit Trainer replied, "and...I couldn't go back to sleep afterwards. I liked listening to you moan, and grunt, and choke."
Samus slowly lowered the towel from her damp hair, feeling something prickle like static over her skin. "So long as you don't mind..."
"I don't," the pale woman told her, and then: "You're not going to stand there by yourself all night, are you?"
"Well, I'm a bit wet, after my shower," Samus said quietly. "I don't usually get into bed right away."
"I think it'll be fine tonight."
Samus lay down beside her when Wii Fit Trainer swept back the covers. And she did not bring them back up to make her modest. The air was cool on her skin as, in a reversal of positions, Wii Fit Trainer propped herself up on her elbow, and her gaze very deliberately traced the shape of Samus' body.
"This is the first time I've seen you properly naked."
"When you were peeking this morning doesn't count?"
Wii Fit Trainer smirked. "Doesn't count."
"Mm. You mind if I say something?"
"Not unless you're about to ask if you can cover up. The answer's no," Wii Fit Trainer told her. "I'm enjoying this too much."
"Kinda what I wanted to talk about," Samus said. "I've noticed today that you've...not been in the best of moods. And I think I know why."
"Do you now," Wii Fit Trainer said, in reply to her sly smile.
"It's because you've been on edge, all day. Ever since this morning actually. When you were masturbating to me."
Wii Fit Trainer's shift in expression was more than enough of a confession. Samus' smile widened.
"You didn't finish, did you?"
"You're a cruel tease," the woman told her.
"Oh, I'm so much more than just a tease," Samus said, "but you didn't let me show you earlier."
"In the gym, where you were almost begging me to let you?" Wii Fit Trainer said, smirking again. "Now you know I felt. What goes around, comes around."
"But you haven't come yet," Samus replied, a curve to her mouth, "have you?"
The thrill that ran the length of her spine when Wii Fit Trainer kicked back the covers was one the woman hadn't felt in a while. Suddenly Wii Fit Trainer was sitting up, knees parted with Samus nestled between them. She didn't have much say in the matter; Wii Fit Trainer had pulled her into place by her hair.
"Take my panties off," she told her, and Samus more than happily obliged. Where they fell when she tossed them aside neither woman knew.
Wii Fit Trainer lazily combed her fingers through Samus' blonde locks as she lay flat on her stomach afterwards. "I'm going to come," she said. "Soon. With a little help."
Samus took that as her cue. Wii Fit Trainer, however, held her back, her fist full of damp, tangled gold. She looked up.
"Now that's cruel."
"You left me hungry today. I'm just returning the favour."
Samus tilted her head and whined. "But it smells so good..."
"I'll let you take a sample," Wii Fit Trainer said, and Samus felt the pull on her locks loosen by a fraction, "just a little taste."
And that little taste was the tip of her tongue ever so slowly tracing the shape of the woman's glistening slit.
"Oh god..." she whispered, hooded eyes rolling upwards. Her thighs actually shivered.
Samus wrapped her hands underneath them. "So good," she murmured huskily, "I could get addicted, if you let me."
Wii Fit Trainer, with a guiding grip on Samus' hair, was only too happy to take that as her cue.
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