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Bowser's Private Time

The towering hulk of masculinity huffed in annoyance, despite demanding his underlings make sure his pristine white suit was big enough, the koopa king's immense physique was still straining the oversized garment to it's limit, every ridge of thick, bulging muscle showing through perfectly. Where his outfit was particularly under assault was at chest level, Bowser's absolutely mountainous pecs threatening to burst out at a moment's notice. Having to be extra-careful to make sure his overhanging shelf of beef didn't ruin his tux, he awkwardly shuffled forward, though that only highlighted yet another issue. Due to being so tight, the fabric rubbed against his body in the most intimate of places. Even his huge, fat nipples were being teasingly brushed and rubbed, the titan reddening darkly as they quickly hardened up, showing through the thick fabric so that any onlookers would be unable to miss them. By now he was huffing less from annoyance and more from his growing excitement, despite his best attempts, the toying his vast pecs were receiving was making sure the monstrous bulge filling his pants was twitching and steadily swelling as the beast inside stirred.

As Bowser shuffled toward his throne, his breaths deepened, the koopa king practically panting from the sensation of fabric on skin alone, his ludicrously-oversized manhood filling out more of his already-skin-tight pants, it wouldn't be long before the cloth would be unable to hold any longer. Soon though he finally reached it, and took a seat, parking his meaty backside down on the huge, wickedly-decorated throne, a groan of relief leaving the big daddy's maw. He glanced down at his chest, jutting out so far from his powerful frame he could see little else of himself over it. With his excited at an all-time high though, he knew his surging shaft wasn't going to go down without some... intimate attention, and so after a quick glance around his throne room, and seeing that none of his underlings were currently on duty, he wasted no time in reaching for the buttons that kept his goliath meat-mountains at bay.

Whilst he tried to be careful as to keep his suit intact, his impatience was winning out, tearing the front of that beautifully-tailored suit open and grunting in relief as his colossal man-tits blasted out, Bowser breathing deeply and huskily as his huge mitts went to work. He grabbed huge handfuls of firm-but-pliable muscle, sinking his thick fingers into it and he man-handled himself, only filling his throne room with even deeper groans. "Mmmrrr~" He gripped, squeezed and generally attacked those titanic tiddies as if his life depended on it, though soon merely grinding his hands against them wasn't enough, he wrapped his strong digits around those fat, pulsing nubs and tweaked them hard, waves of pleasure flooding through him, "Nnnngh!!!~"

His pants by now had no hope of containing that monolith that was sizing up within them, and soon that enormous cock tore through, shredding the white fabric to ribbons as it did so, precum already oozing from the head. Still huffing helplessly, the feeling as his whopping koopahood slapped against his humongous melons was too much, and it no time he had grabbed the absurdly-thick base of that shaft and was forcing it right up into the deep ravine that separated his prodigious pectorals. Pretty soon he'd driven it as deep as it would go, the head just about peeking through between them.

Well, the quick, desperate throbbing of his cock so deep in his insanely-sensitive chest was heaven by itself, but he knew what was about to come was even better. Not giving himself a chance to become content with simply thrusting himself into his tits, he slumped back in his throne, lazing back just enough so he could arch his back and pull his precum-spewing monster back out from between those hills, then slamming every inch he could manage back into that warm, tight valley, again and again and again, essentially giving himself the best titjob of his life! Of course his hands were back to tugging on those hard, fat nipples in no time, Bowser roaring out with enough force for the whole room to rumble and shake.

He grit his teeth, his massive balls swelling and churning with untold amounts of his thick, potent cum, and judging by the noises coming from the big daddy koopa, it wouldn't be long before it was covering his throne room. Tensing his hulking muscles, he sped up his frantic fucking, making sure to flex those pecs even bigger, even tighter around his behemoth dick, milking it for the flood of precum that gushed out of it, splattering over not only those mounds but also the king's rugged, blushing face. "Hnngh, c'mon, c'mon!" he bucked his hips like a wild animal, eager for release, which thankfully just about ready to arrive.

"GRAAAAAAH!" Bowser's entire castle was shaken to it's core, not only from his bellowing, primal roar, but from the sheer force of his orgasm, a veritable eruption of thick, slick seed blasting out from that monster cock, painting his face in a thick layer of the stuff, well, his face, hair and throne, and that was but one rope! As more ridiculous quantities of the king's spunk surged forth, he squeezed those mighty man-mountains of his around his shaft, soon they too were being splattered with huge dollops of cum, then the rest of his hulking body, and then the rest of the room! Ceilings, walls, banners, rugs, doors, windows, all of them were lost beneath a vast tide of big daddy's pent-up load, and it was already leaking out to the rest of the fortress.

Thankfully just as the hallway outside was being submerged in the koopa king's sizeable load, his balls finally emptied, and he was left a panting, cum-covered heap on his throne, slowly coming down from his high and prising himself back out from between his pecs. Sitting up, he stared around the much whiter room, a sly smirk on his lips, "Damn, gonna need my whole army to clean up this mess," he grinned proudly.