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"Look out!"

The Koopa Troopa's cry is cut short by the stomping of a blue collar boot as the dreaded Super Mario stomps on his shell. With a swift kick, he sends the Troopa flying, bouncing off of walls, and knocking out his comrades and sending them careening to the lava down below. The last barrier between him and Bowsers's darkest dungeon is a hop, skip, and a WAHOO away.

Pulling on the chain that lowers the final bridge, Mario then hops off and runs off into the darkness beyond.

Through this dungeon, Mario feels a little uneasy, as chains and manacles and torture devices abound. Bowser must have really stepped up his cruelty since their last encounter, as none of these look like the kinds of devices he usually uses. Mario puts on a burst of P-speed, desperate to make his way to save Peach before it is too late.

Kicking the final door open, Mario is greeted by another lava-filled room. The heat already makes him sweat, but he gasps at the sight is before him. This is no prison cell, it's a bedroom, and laying upon the bed is Peach herself!"

"Mama Mia!" Mario shouts, running up to her to see if she's fine, only to stop dead in his tracks at the sight before him. Peach is certainly on the bed, but she is manacled to it, her opera-gloved hands manacled together to a chain hooked to the headboard. She still has her crown, but her makeup is heavier, accenting her pink lips. Her eyes close, showing off the matching pink eyeliner that contrasts her baby blue eyes. Her mouth is spread apart, her cheeks blushing, but from the blush she wears or her embarrassment, Mario cannot be sure. After all, the outfit she wears certainly should make her embarrassed. Under her chin, a pink choker wraps around her neck, and then down over her collar and even to her breasts, she wears nothing out.

Mario gulps as his eyes travel down to her bountiful chest. He never thought he would ever see the princess so undressed, especially not in Bowsers dungeon. The sight makes him clench his fist in rage. What's worse is that underneath her chest, she wears a mockery of her usual pink dress, save for the fact that the skirt barely covers her thighs. Just a stiff breeze and the princess would be exposed for everyone to see. Long white stockings cover her legs from her toes up above her knees, exposing more of herself even though it covers so much.

But the absolute, Absolute worst part is not what she's wearing, but what she's covered in. Over her exposed face and chest and even on some parts of the dress, a white substance sprinkles over her body, dried after some time after hitting her.

With her mouth open a bit, she looks to him with glittering, hopeful eyes. She licks her lips, then catches the shadowed form looming over Mario's shoulder. She lifts her head, about to say something, but doesn't, her eyes resting upon the figure that now stands right behind her would-be rescuer.

Noticing the familiar glare in her eyes, Mario spins around, about ready to go head-to-head with Bowser once more, only for King Koopa to clock him right on the side of the face with a bright green pipe with enough force not only to knock him out of his Super state, but to knock him unconscious on the floor, the last thing on Mario's mind his wondering on why Peach didn't warn him sooner.

Bowser looks to his captive, breathing heavily as he sees her, tied up, scared, his captive, his toy for so many weeks, yet when this opportunity presented itself for her to finally be free from her prison, she didn't go.

Her heart beasts quickly as she stares up at Bowser, her abuser, her captor, and from the corner of her lips, a small smile emerges.

A dark chuckle rises up from Bowser's throat as he reaches down, petting under Peach's chin. Everything is coming up Bowswer today...

Mario groans, shifting around uncomfortably. His head throbs, yet when he pulls his arm to rub at the spot, his wrists scream in burning pain. His eyes flutter open, drowsily looking around at first, only to then gasp when he realizes that he is dangling up on a chain in the dungeon, with the hot lava at his back and something even worse in front of him.

Bowser stands there, dressed up in a royal robe with his emblem sewed into the breast pocket. He has a bubbling pipe in one hand and his other resting on the kneeling figure next to him.

Peach sits at the heels of King Koopa, her skimpy dress now completely gone. All that's left is her crown, that makeup, the long gloves, handcuffs, and a pair of thigh-high boots.

Mario shouts and tries to pull himself free, muttering various profanities in Italian at the dragon.

Bowser chuckles at Mario's vain attempts and pets along the back of his princess's hair. "Sorry, Mario. I don't speak loser, and after all this time, after so many failed plans, I've finally gotten everything I've wanted. I get the Princess, or rather, the Princess's body..." he squeezes her cheeks possessively, but she doesn't complain. "Who would'a thought it... the strong, confident, brave Princess Toadstool was secretly a slut all along?"

Mario looks to the princess with a gasp, shaking his head, asking her silently if this was some kind of trick or a trap.

Peach looks up to him, her shamed frown turning to a sinister smirk, and she pulls the cuffs apart herself, letting them fall uselessly to the ground.

She stands tall and presses her soft, naked body up against the robed Koopa King, placing a soft, gentle kiss upon his cheek. Though she leaves a perfect smooch mark on his cheek, it does not stain her lipstick itself.