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CONTENT WARNING: Sexual content, Oral vore, implied digestion, mean bosses, suck-ups

Pako, the Koopa Troopa, marched confidently along the great halls of Bowser's castle. His feet walked in perfect lock-step and his chest puffed out in a proud, powerful manner. Today was the day, he could feel it. The war against the Mushroom Kingdom was going poorly, and the upper ranks needed strong, smart, and courageous koopas to fill their shoes.

It had been a long time coming. Pako made sure he was in the top marks of his class, he excelled at every training exercise and test. Whenever he slipped up by a mark or two, he'd do a hundred laps around the Bowser Castle kart course and try again. Even his senior officers thought of him as a try-hard.

But now, it was going to pay off. He was going to become a Koopa Paratroopa! Or maybe a hammer bro, or even a fabled Blue-shelled koopa!

It was impossible for Pako to ignore the whispers and mutterings of other slacking koopas as they watched him strut.

"Oh boy, he's in trouble."

"Suck up's finally getting a tongue lashing, if you get what I mean."

"Bowser's been in a foul mood, I wonder if he'll crack the shell."

Pako ignored all of these. He certainly wasn't in trouble. His record was perfect. If these koopas would stop rumor-mongering and started putting their backs into it, maybe they wouldn't get in so much trouble with the boss.

Once at the doors, Pako double checked himself. Back straight, shell was polished and free of "kick me" signs- last time was truly embarrassing- shoes shined, tail curved. With a deep breath, Pako pushed those massive doors open.

"-And what's he got that I don't!" King Bowser's voice boomed through the room. "Seriously, I have- er- had eight castles! EIGHT! But no, she goes off with the plumber who's so fat he shouldn't be fitting through the pipes. I CAN BE FAT TOO, YOU KNOW!"

The scene was not what Pako was expecting. Bowser was laying on his bed, perfectly naked. He wasn't even covered in a simple sheet, leaving his kingly jewels on display for anyone to see. Of course, Pako excused, it is his royal right to be perfectly nude in his own room. Though he expected a little more tact from the boss. Perhaps this was a domineering tactic. He noticed several other koopas were already in the room. They were on the bed with King Bowser, actually. Some were rubbing and worshipping his glorious gut, others were paying homage to his massive endowments, or directly to the royal jewels.

Pako appreciated the other koopas paying their respects to their king. They likely had failed him in some way and were making it up to him. Good show, he thought.

That's when he noticed the koopa shells littered beside and even on the bed, devoid of troopas to house them. They were a mix of green, red, and even blue colours. Pako couldn't fathom why they were here. Perhaps when his promotion was official, he could choose for himself the perfect shell. Any shell Lord Bowser gave him would be wonderful.

"'Course, what princess would want a tubby man like me," Bowser whined. A massive claw poked his stomach, which dimpled delightfully. Pako could swear he saw it shift.

"Ahem," Pako said, once he was standing next to the bed. He tried to ignore the koopa who was wetly fellating the king. "King Bowser, Koopa Troopa Pako at your service! I was summoned to help you with something?"

"Huh," Bowser shifted and looked down to the smaller koopa below. "Oh good, you're here." He turned to the door and shouted, grumpily, "I told Kamek to send in more than one!"

"I assure you lord Bowser; I can handle the task! I have exceeded all of the other koopas in my troop and- ah! oh!" Pako was interrupted in his oral resume when Bowser's claw reached down and grabbed Pako. His fingers just barely wrapped themselves around the koopa's entire torso and lifted him to his face. Pako looked around nervously. All of the koopas servicing Bowser paused in their motions to watch.

"A-ah yes, a face-to-face talk would absolutely be more appropriate! As I'm sure you've been made aware by my superiors, I'm top of my class in all areas; athletics, strategy, diplomacy, and so on. I've outmatched every other koopa so I could serve you best, my lord."

"Neat," was all Bowser said before he opened his jaws wide and popped Pako in like an oversized jawbreaker.

Lord Bowser lazily sucked and slurped at the whiny koopa. Pako's pleas to be spared, and his repetition of his resume kept being cut off by that tongue that tossed him about. After the koopa-snack was thoroughly tasted and soaked in drool, Bowser swallowed, dooming the over-qualified Pako to the new duty of patrolling his intestines. Casually, Bowser turned his head and spat out that green shell into the pile of others. His massive hand rubbed over his engorged gut, which was now full of koopas squirming about.

"BHUOOOOOOORRRPH!" Bowser let out a mighty, kingly belch that shook the windows and made the torch fires flutter. His hand pat that gut, which was suddenly a lot more active.

"Ahhh... that makes me feel a bit better," Bowser said. His eyes then focused on the slutty koopas littering his bed. "That don't mean you can stop! Get back to suckin' and rubbin' or I'll make space for you all too."

Today was a bad day, Bowser thought, but tomorrow he was going to get what he deserved. And more koopas.