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**"Thank you, Mario! But our princess is in another castle!" I said for the second time, scratching my red and white head. The fat little man tipped his hat politely, looking frustrated, and moved on. How many times would he accept the same excuse?

I took a loud gasp after he'd gone, suddenly realizing I'd been holding my breath. Sure, Mario and Princess Peach had really seemed to hit it off several weeks ago when the "plumb-er" had arrived, dumb-founded, through one of the green pipes. I do believe that the princess had even given him her first kiss. Perhaps they were destined to marry, but until then, my loyalty was to the princess, and not to Mario.

I waddled over to the side door, barely visible in the stone wall, opening it just a crack.

They were still at it.

And it was worse - far worse.

I didn't know what to do. There, in the secret room, was Princess Peach, her long underwear dangling uselessly from one leg, her pink dress hiked up to reveal her smooth crotch. In the last castle, they'd just kissed...a lot. Princess Peach had ordered me to stand guard in case Mario somehow made it past King Koopa's illusion. I could never disobey the princess!

But now she stood on Bowser's belly as the Koopa lay on his back, enormous swollen member throbbing in front of her. He groaned as she stepped forward, caressing his cock with her soft hands. Kissing was one thing, but this!

I stood there shivering, knowing I should either express my fears or wait obediently outside. I should have just gone outside. But I couldn't leave her to the great turtle, and I couldn't interrupt them. I just watched, frozen.

Bowser licked his large, yellow lips as the princess stepped daintily over his erection. Even though she stood, and was the tallest person I'd ever known, the reptile's huge cock reached well past her knees. What on earth was the princess thinking! She was dating Mario. Bowser had kidnapped her, hoping to marry her and thus rule all of Mushroom Land! Though I got the impression from the look on her face that this had very little to do with marriage.

I clapped my hand over my mouth, watching helplessly as Princess Peach began to lower herself toward his engorged tip, while the green-shelled turtle gave out a low, rumbling purr. Her gentle voice rang out, soft, but curious, "I've...I've never done this before..." she squeaked.

"Let me help," growled King Koopa, sliding his massive claws to Peach's waist. With one, quick motion, he lifted her fluffy, pink dress all the way off, leaving a startled princess standing almost stark - she kicked her long underwear off her foot - standing stark naked above Bowser's dick. I couldn't look away from her soft, slender curves and her heaving, naked bosom. She wore only her tiara.

She squeaked again as the reptiles large claws grabbed her waist again, hoisting her weight effortlessly. Then, purring, he began to lower the princess toward his turgid cock. It was bigger around than her legs, and more than half as long, but Bowser looked determined. Peach's eyes widened, and she exclaimed, "Oh, my!"

I took a deep gulp of air, almost passing out from holding my breath. I couldn't believe what was happening, but it happened nonetheless. Bowser lowered the princess all the way to his tip, and then slammed her down. Squelch! His swollen cockhead sank into the gasping princess, spreading her legs wide. She lead out a long, low squeal, but the King of Koopas wasn't done yet.

He thrust up against her, tugging down at her waist at the same time. Schloorp! He sank another several inches into her virgin pussy, the humongous organ creating a humongous bulge in the princess's gut. She wailed, "Deeper!" and clutched at her distended stomach, needing both hands to fully clasp where the beast's tip poked her abdomen.

Bowser roared, gritting his teeth as he thrust up again, Peach's lips spread five inches wide, engulfing half of the reptile's cock. He thrust again, and sank another several inches, and again, and again. In seconds, King Koopa had pounded all the way inside of her, her legs spread lewdly apart over his wide belly. I couldn't see even an inch of the beast's cock, though I could readily see its outline bulging in my princess. His tip reached up to her ribcage. Thank goodness her body was so elastic, or she'd surely have been killed.

The princess moaned, Bowser starting to slide her wetly up and down the full length of his cock. He pistoned her up and down faster and faster, the schlurp, schlurp, sound almost hypnotic as I watched, paralyzed. She shook and rocked and gyrated her hips, clenching down hard around him as she rode the giant turtle, going from almost empty to hilted in the span of one second, over and over. The low rumble in Bowser's throat grew louder.

"Oh Bowser! Bowser!" she wailed, running her hands all along the enormous bulge of the Koopa's cock. "Fuck me!" My ears were burning.

She was even wetter now, her rocking body making a loud slurp slurp slurp sound. I could see white fluid spilling down the length of Bowser's cock. But he finished for real a second later. He slammed her down and held her down, the bulge of his tip twitching. As she moaned and shuddered, her body began to fill. Gallons of cum began to swell in her belly, until the bulge of Bowser's cock wasn't even visible anymore. Her stomach grew, and grew, until she looked heavily pregnant. And then grew some more, each eruption of cum stretching her just that much wider.

When he was finally done with her, she looked vaguely like she had swallowed a large beach ball. Bowser grunted, panting for breath, while the gasping princess said, "Let us go to your next castle; there are some...other things I want to try."

Finally, at the eighth castle, Peach decided to allow Mario to save her. I don't even want to recount the things I saw... Peach returned to her castle and acted as if nothing had happened at all, and I was duty bound to keep my mouth shut. Mario was a hero, but he never got more than a polite kiss.

When the princess's belly began to swell for another reason, she arranged for herself to be 'kidnapped' again. I of course, as her loyal steward, went along. The eggs grew quickly, and before too long, she lay bloated and full like a beached whale, Bowser always at her side when he wasn't setting up obstacles to delay Mario.

The day finally arrived, and after hours of pushing, grunting, and sweating, eight, shiny koopa eggs lay nestled together in Bowser's royal blankets. Exhausted, Peach only managed to gasp out a few words before drifting to sleep. "Let's do this again, sometime."**