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Bowsette and Peach: A Femdom Adventure!	By : TiffyB Category: +S through Z > Super Mario Brothers Views: 7956 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Princess Peach glanced around mostly empty dungeon. It was always so weird how she wound up in situations like this. She had been in this particular room so many times that she actually regarded it as a nice vacation from the hustle and bustle of the Mushroom Kingdom. She just wished the room had more windows, and maybe less chains strewn about… and more color. Gray brick was so drab and made the room seem more oppressive than it truly was. After all, there was the lush, red carpeting, and even a very large bed in the middle of the room, complete with black sheets with red accents. She had never been here long enough to have to sleep in it, though.

Mario had always managed to save her as quickly as possible. Ah, Mario. She wondered where he was now? How many Koopas and Goombas he had taken care of for the sake of freeing her for at least the twelfth time that she could remember. And all she had to do was bake him a cake… Well, not her, precisely. She couldn’t cook. But her Toad servants had made cakes for the zealous plumber and he continued to come back for more. Any other hero would have asked for something more. She was certainly willing to give up more, but Mario had never asked for it, no matter how hard Peach hinted at it.

Peach sighed as she circled the room again. This was taking forever. Maybe Mario wasn’t going to come for her this time. Maybe a cake wasn’t enough to motivate him.

Just then, the large red double doors burst open and bowser rushed into the room, laughing maniacally as he walked toward the princess. “It’s over!” he howled with excitement. “He’s done! Mario is gone! You’re mine! Everything’s mine!”

“Oh,” Peach blinked as she stared at the Koopa King, a sudden feeling of despair filling her mind with sorrow. “N-no. That can’t be! You’re mistaken. Mario will come for me! A-and if not him, then Luigi, or Toad! …or even Toadette! You can’t stop them all. Someone will save me!”

A wicked smile crept over Bowser’s lips as he reached behind him, pulling out a gold crown with pink and white mushroom markings. “There’s no one left to save you, Princess. You’re mine. No one will come.”

“S-someone will! Y-you always lose in the end. Always!”

Bowser roared with laughter, then licked his lips as he looked over the visibly shaken Princess. “It’s funny you should say that, Princess. I was losing. I was on the verge of defeat, but I pulled out one final attack. I knew the end was near as they all dodged—all except for Toadette. She lost her crown as I spun across the ground. And wouldn’t you guess where it landed?” The evil dinosaur king daintily lifted the crown up before placing it on his head, and in a puff of smoke his hulking demeanor was gone.

As the air cleared around him, a sinister female laugh filled the room, revealing Bowser’s new form. She looked almost exactly like Peach, except she was a redhead with horns on either side of her head. A black skintight dress hugged her frame and accentuated her lovely curves while her breasts threatened to spill out of the top. A studded choker was still around her neck, as well as bracelets around her arms. She nibbled her bottom lip as she stared at Peach’s shocked reaction.

“Wh-what? That shouldn’t happen!” Peach protested. “It was specifically made to only work for Toadette.”

“But it did work,” Bowsette stepped forward with a devilish look in her eyes. “Who knew that this was all I needed to take down the Mushroom Kingdom’s greatest heroes. This body is so much faster, and so much more agile. Best of all, I still pack a punch!” She licked her lips, looking over herself and sighing contently. “I haven’t had time to inspect myself yet. That should be a treat, hm?” Bowsette chuckled as she ran her hands upward, starting at her hips and squeezing her breasts together. She them jiggle as they fell back into place, nearly falling out the dress in the process. “I’m a variation of you now, right? So, that means I can finally see what I’ve been missing all this time…” she teased.

“N-no! Don’t do that!” Peach objected, a deep blush crossing her cheeks.

“Who’s going to stop me? You?” Bowsette cackled as she began to unlace the bodice of her dress. Her arm, draped across her torso, was the only thing keeping herself covered as she enjoyed simply taunting the shocked princess. She let the garment fall, exposing herself to Peach while staring downward in awe.

“They’re bigger than I thought! And hey, piercings?” Bowsette exclaimed while her hands caressed upward, cupping her own wonderfully soft and full breasts. “A-and sensitive, too,” she gasped, giving her perky nipples a little pinch before toying with the bar piercing through each one. A light blush crossed her cheeks as she started to excite herself. “This is nice, but…” she stopped, a devious look in her eyes, “what about the rest, hm?”

“D-don’t do it! Stop looking…and touching!” Peach was so confused as she watched her doppelganger molest herself. She wanted to put and end to this, but something made her resist the urge—perhaps fear, or maybe even lust. The princess had never seen herself in this light before. This wasn’t the good girl she saw in the mirror. This version of her was clad in leather, had piercings, red hair, and looked so confident, even with that deviant smile upon her lips.

Bowsette grinned as she stared the princess down, taking note of her reluctance to interfere. “Go on. Stop me if you dare. But I think we both want to see what kind of naughty girl you really are.” She slipped her thumbs under the waistband of her panties and tugged them downward from her hips in a slow and sensual motion.

She let the leather panties fall with the help of gravity as they reached her knees. But gravity wasn’t an issue for the thick, half-erect cock rising from between her legs, finally released from its confines. Bowsette blinked in surprise as the thing continued to harden to a truly impressive size. Her face glowed red with embarrassment as she glanced to Peach, not quite understanding what was happening.

“Oh my…” The eager look on Peach’s face told another story. The princess was grinning widely as her eyes locked on the thick, throbbing meat between Bowsette’s legs. She even licked her lips as she finally took a slow, hypnotized step forward.

“W-wait a minute, Peach! Th-this isn’t what it looks like! I had no idea th-this was going to happen!” Bowsette held up her hands in protest, urging the princess to believe her.

It didn’t help, though. Peach continued forward, her eyes focused on the prize. After all these years, she’d never seen one in person. She’d had daydreams about what she would do, how she would do it, and how great it would feel. She’d done everything possible to entice Mario to seal the deal with her—nothing had worked. It didn’t matter, though. This would have to do, and was more than perfect.

Bowsette backed up, keeping some distance between them.”N-now wait up, Peach! This isn’t what I had in mind! I was gonna—” Her back hit the wall, right next to the door. She noticed Peach’s eyes never left her rock hard cock. “I was gonna leave you alone! I swear!”

“Mhmm,” Peach nodded, her eyes finally glancing up for just the briefest of moments. She closed the distance between them until she had Bowsette pinned against the wall, staring at her copy. “This is what you wanted all along, isn’t it?” The princess reached down, her fingers caressing the hard length, feeling the heat radiating from it. She gently wrapped her fingers around the thick member and smiled as Bowsette gasped. “You’re so cute with the way you shiver and refuse to look me in the eyes. I know you’re enjoying yourself. Let me enjoy myself, too, okay?”

“N-no! You’re wrong! This uh, this has gotten out of hand.” Bowsette squirmed around as she weakly struggled to push away from the wall. He had dreamed of this moment for so long, but now—things weren’t going as planned at all. “N-not like this!” Her voice came out as a high-pitched cry as Peach began idly stroking the gender-bent dragon’s cock.

“Shh,” Peach whispered as she leaned in close, nuzzling her cheek against Bowsette’s. Her fingers clenched a little tighter around the base of she-dragon’s dick. “I’ll make you feel good. So good that you’ll never want to take that crown off…”

Bowsette, still blushing a deep crimson, was completely silent. She closed her eyes, finding herself enjoying the soft, gloved fingers too much to voice any opposition. Letting herself go, it actually felt right—as if this was meant to be.

The blonde unzipped her dress, shrugging it from her shoulders. The layers of pink lace and frills soon crumpled upon the ground around her feet. An equally decorative bra and panties, complete with white trim and garters adorned her thighs. Nothing about the situation matched her attitude.

“Good girl,” Peach whispered into Bowsette’s ear before sliding to her knees, her fingertips tracing down the redhead’s body. Staring at the throbbing length pointed at her face, Peach ravenously licked her lips in anticipation. She was finally getting what she wanted all along, and from her enemy, no less. It didn’t matter at this point, though. A cock was a cock.

A wide smile graced her lips before she leaned in and took the tip of Bowsette’s cock in her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the head, causing the villain to gasp and tense. Bowsette wanted to push the woman away but the sensation was just too heavenly. Peach pulled away with a wet and very audible pop while watching the cock bounce up and down ever-so-slightly.

“See. I can make you feel good. But,” the princess sat there, kneeling and staring up, waiting for the confused and vulnerable dragon-girl to glance down, “what’s in it for me?”

“Wh-what? I don’t know. What do you want?” Bowsette’s tone was a mix of impatience and agitation.

Peach stared up, her tongue flicking against the tip of the needy length. “Submit to me.”

“Sure. Fine. Just keep going,” the female Koopa begged.

“You have to say it. Submit to me. You’ll be my consort. Forever.”

“What?! That’s asking a lot…” the gender-bent dragon snarled. She would have pulled away if not for the wall behind her, obstructing any kind of retreat.

The princess’ grip tightened on the still-hard length as she stared upward. She was getting used to the feeling of power and control. Maybe she never really needing saving. She squeezed harder, enjoying the slight wince crossing Bowsette’s face. “You really don’t have any say here. I’m royalty and you’re in my kingdom. Submit, or I’ll claim what’s mine anyway.”

With wide eyes, Bowsette nodded. “Okay, okay. We’ll do it your way, just uh, don’t be hasty.”

Peach smiled, her grip loosening as she slowly began stroking Bowsette’s cock once again. “I knew you’d see it my way. You still haven’t said it, though.” Her giggle was haunting after her slight display of force.

Bowsette hesitated. She wasn’t used to surrendering. Swallowing her pride, her cheeks turned a light shade of pink as she avoided eye contact with the suddenly dominant princess. “I submit.”

“You can do better than that.” The princess laughed. “Show me just how much you want it. Really lay it on thick.” She squeezed the cock again for emphasis.

The dragon-girl’s cheeks burned with embarrassment. “I submit. I’m yours to do with as you please.”

“Better. Keep going.”

“Uh, I’ll do whatever you want. Just let me cum. I’ve dreamed of having you for so long. I would give anything to stay by your side—even if it’s like this—as your toy.”

“Well,” Peach blinked, a bit surprised by the confession, “that was unexpected.” A devious grin crossed her face. “But—it’s funny. You’ve kidnapped me so many times and never had the nerve to try anything. And yet, now you’re mine.”

“What was your plan back then, hm?” She scoffed. “Capture me enough times and I’d fall desperately in love with you? That I’d just spread my legs and beg for you to fuck me because I’d realize how much I wanted your big, fat cock?” She spread her knees apart as she knelt before Bowsette, giving the awkward dragon a vague peak of the crotch of her panties if the dragon tilted her head just right and stared down between those plush, pale mounds of Peach’s tits. Bowsette blushed, unable to speak, but the princess glared. She let go of the cock and gave it a slap, causing the redhead to gasp.

“I asked you a question. As ruler of this kingdom, I expect an answer,” she snarled, a bit drunk off her new demeanor.

“S-sorry,” Bowsette whimpered.

“So,” Peach still glared, “tell me. Was that your silly plan?” She slapped it again, clear pre-cum dribbling from the tip.

“Y-yes, mistress,” she admitted in a defeated tone.

“Mm, pathetic. Do you know how many times I’ve been disappointed by your actions? I couldn’t even convince Mario to fuck me, no matter how hard I tried, and even my captor was too cowardly to give me what I needed. And now—now, we’re at a point where I have to get what I want like this. I don’t think you’re going to like it as much as you think you will, though. First, you’re going to have to be punished.” She gave the leaking member another slap, giggling as it swayed from side to side.

Wrapping her fingers around the dripping length, she jerked it up and down at a vastly quicker pace. Peach glanced up and down, watching the squirming dragoness’ actions and loving every gasp, moan, and twitch that was given.

“Good girl. So hard and ready to cum. You wanna cum all over my face and tits, don’t you?” Peach giggled as she kept stroking that impressive member, her thumb rubbing over the head just to watch the dragoness squirm.

As she felt the member pulsing with power, and as Bowsette began thrusting into her hands, the cruel princess simply let go, watching the throbbing cock spurt its creamy load onto the floor.

The look of pure disappointment in Bowsette’s eyes spurred a devious laugh from the previously pure princess. “This. This is what it was like every time you captured me and didn’t fuck me. Tell me—how does it feel?”

Bowsette’s cheeks burned with humiliation. And yet, her cock was still rock hard.

“It’s what you deserve. You and Mario. You’re no king—especially now--and he’s hardly what I’d call a man. You deserve each other. Maybe I can make that happen soon,” Peach laughed, hardly paying any attention to her humiliated slave.

The dragon queen stared down at Peach, every sound of her laugh causing anger to rise in her gut. She had submitted completely to the princess, only to still be abused by the spiteful blonde. She snarled, twin jets of steam shooting from her nostrils before she grabbed Peach by the hair and shoved her massive cock into her laughing mouth in one hard motion.

The princess tried to resist, but Bowsette was far too strong. The length of her dragon cock slid down Peach’s throat, inch by inch until her balls rested against the blonde’s chin. With a smile creeping over her lips, the redhead basked in silencing the other girl’s mocking laugh. She stared down, watching the blonde’s eyes water up as she gagged on the impressive length.

“The only way I’d fuck Mario is if I was forcing you to watch,” Bowsette cackled. “I give myself to you completely, only for you to degrade me like that. Where’s your royal manners? Hmph. Well, now that we’ve both bared our souls, I guess we can get what we wanted all along.” The dragoness glared down, watching Peach’s eyes flicker while she grabbed at Bowsette’s thighs in desperate need of oxygen.

The redhead eased her hips back, dragging the massive cock out of Peach’s throat. The princess gasped and sputtered, inhaling deeply as she bent over to catch her breath and wipe the tears from her cheeks.

“Y-you already surrendered,” Peach coughed out.

“Maybe, but who witnessed it?” Bowsette smirked. “You got greedy, and now you’re going to pay. So, lemme show you who’s in charge. Ass up, face down, slut.”

Peach barely opened her mouth to respond when she felt Bowsette’s cock slap against her face, forcing her to turn her head to the left from the impact. A slightly pink mark was left upon her cheek. She stared up with mild surprise that the redhead was so serious all of a sudden.

“I won’t ask again.”

Peach smirked. “Then maybe you shouldn’t. Come on,” she taunted, “Make me.”

Bowsette growled. She couldn’t help but be turned on by the princess’ more aggressive attitude. She grabbed the blonde’s hair once again, shoving her face to the floor while raining slaps upon her ass until those bubbly cheeks were up in the air. The dragoness took time to admire her craft, running her fingers delicately over the reddened cheeks before taking a firm handful of flesh.

“Are you going to be a good, little captive now?” Bowsette taunted while she held Peach’s face against the cold ground, her claws toying with the back of her neck.

“I don’t surrender to small-dicked turtles. Go fuck yourself,” Peach spat back.

The redhead snarled. She couldn’t believe the princess was actually pissing her off like this. An alternating volley of swats against Peach’s ass rained down, causing her round ass to jiggle with each impact until it practically glowed.

The girl was sniffling, but her ass remained high in the air. Bowsette’s claws caressed over the radiating flesh. She leaned down close, whispering in Peach’s ear. “Who’s in charge?”

“Y-you are,” she sniffled again.

“You’ll be a good captive now?”

“M-maybe…”

“Maybe?” Bowsette smirked, her hand easing down the valley of Peach’s rear and cupping her crotch from behind. “What if I give my little hostage a treat?” She rubbed at the completely drenched panties, all while still breathing against the blonde’s ear.

“I’ll take your silence as a yes.” Bowsette licked Peach’s neck before moving behind her. She admired the view for a moment, the way those pink panties were wedged just slightly between her cheeks. Easing her clawed fingers under the elastic band of the princess’ panties, she tugged them over that bubble butt, sliding them down her thighs until they rested at her knees. She took note of the way her excitement clung to her bald pussy, exposing delicate strands of wetness that quickly broke away as the fabric moved too far downward.

The redhead smirked as she stared down at the little winking star of Peach’s asshole, admiring just how pink and perfect it looked. Her cock throbbed as she pressed her length against her dripping pussy, pushing forward and sinking almost a third of the thing in at once. Bowsette gasped at the sensation of the princess’ tight cunt easily taking her massive member.

“Mm, not as tight as I’d expect for a princess,” she moaned, driving in a few more inches. “What do you use as a dildo, princess—Bullet Bills?”

The princess groaned, ready to fire back with another insult, but it never happened as Bowsette slammed the remainder of her length all the way inside of Peach’s pussy. The princess howled in surprise which quickly morphed into a moan of pleasure.

“That’s right, princess. You’re nothing but a cock sleeve.” Bowsette pulled out, slowly pushing back inside and drawing out another low groan from the other woman. Her clawed digits squeezed the ample flesh, slightly digging into her rear and leaving scratch marks in their wake. With a smirk, the dragoness pulled her hands away, leaving the princess perfectly free to act as she pleased.

“I’ll make a deal with you. You can leave and you’ll never see me again. My troops and I will stay out of the Mushroom Kingdom for as long as I live. Or,” she paused, easing her cock forward just a bit before withdrawing it until just the head remained inside Peach’s pussy, “you can show me just how badly you need my big, fat cock in order to survive.”

Peach audibly gasped at the choice, but took hardly any time to decide. She arched her back, ramming her round ass back against Bowsette and spearing herself on that thick, hard cock. Back and forth, she thrust herself back against the redhead’s hips, her ass jiggling with every impact. “Mm, so big,” the princess purred. “Gonna cum…”

“Oh? So soon?” Bowsette smirked, staring down at that jiggling ass. “Then make me believe it, or I can just let you go. Do you think Mario would finish you off? I doubt it,” she stated indifferently, pulling back a bit.

“N-no!” Peach protested, thrusting her ass back and taking the entire length again. “I need to cum now!”

“I said show me, slut! Put some effort into it!” Bowsette slapped the princess’ ass, causing her to clench around the cock so deeply embedded in her pussy.

The princess yelped in surprise, but wasted no time as she rapidly thrust herself back against Bowsette’s massive dick. Her palms pressed against the floor to shove herself back. Her pale tits jiggled, threatening to spill out the cups of her bra from every violent collision. Sweat shone over her body and glistened in the low light of the room as she worked so hard. She felt that orgasmic sensation welling up within her, growing closer and closer with each movement. In and out, back and forth—she kept at it until she crossed the point of no return.

It started with a soft moan that crescendoed into a cry of passion as her pussy clenched so tightly around Bowsette’s thick member. Even still, the princess kept moving, milking the dragoness while wetness dribbled down the insides of her thighs. The sound of sloppy, slurping penetration and the crashing of flesh against flesh echoed through the small chamber.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck…” Peach whimpered, loving every bit of it.

Bowsette enjoyed seeing the princess give in to that carnal pleasure. She couldn’t hold back much longer as Peach’s tightening pussy gripped her cock so perfectly. Breathing heavily, she finally reached down, gripping Peach’s hips and meeting the princess halfway with every thrust. Pounding into the blonde, she eased her thumb to her cute, puckered asshole and rubbed the digit around the rim in a teasing fashion before suddenly shoving it in to the second knuckle. Peach clenched around the intrusion, but she didn’t slow down at all. If anything, it sped up her actions as she happily bounced on Bowsette’s cock.

Bowsette matched speed, hammering deep into the princess’ pussy, her cock throbbing with impending release. The redhead’s pace increased as she felt herself quickly approaching climax. Her thrusts intensified. The sound of her hips slapping against Peach’s rear filled the room. The princess’ yelping moans at each thrust only added to the rhythm.

Bowsette roared triumphantly as the sudden sensation of euphoria overtook her completely. Her pulsing member suddenly erupted with her thick and creamy load, continuing to spurt even after the princess had been completely filled. Breathing heavily, she shivered as she pulled out of Peach’s already dripping pussy, causing the gooey mess to flood out and form a puddle between the princess’ knees.

Peach was still breathing heavily, her face still down against the ground. Smiling down at the princess, Bowsette pumped her thumb in and out of the blonde’s asshole, more than excited to see other woman squirm about helplessly.

“What’s wrong, slut? Already worn out?” Bowsette taunted, giving the princess’ ass a good slap with her other hand.

Peach gave a dazed moan of pleasure and confusion.

“No one can withstand the might of the Koopa King… er, Queen…?” Bowsette arched a brow at her own statement. Shrugging, she pumped her thumb a few more times, enjoying the princess’ tight little ass. “Bwahaha. Like it matters. I’m in control now, so whatever I say goes!”

All of a sudden, Bowsette was forced backward by a blast wave of energy out of nowhere. Holding her head with one hand and pushing herself up with the other, she glanced over her shoulder to see Peach standing there. An aura of intense anger surrounded her, continuously radiating as she slowly stepped forward.

“Uh, wh-what’s happening?” Bowsette asked incredulously.

A cruel smirk crept over Peach’s lips. “Your crown makes you look like me, but I bet it doesn’t give you my powers. I’m very angry with you for taking advantage like you did. You vowed yourself to me, and I expect you to keep your promises…”

“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...

--To Be Continued--
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