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Fox and his fellow pilots had just defended their home from space pirates, though one of the pirates was getting away. Fox ordered his team to head home and take care of the other pirates while he went after the commander. They exchanged rapid fire at each other, though they each were successful in avoiding being hit by the other's fire. They swerved and dove in outer space like graceful ballerinas, the stars twinkling like diamonds in a dark cavern. Fox decided that it was time to use the big guns, which was still a big risk because it was still being worked on. He fired the weapon at the pirate leader, who failed to dodge the shot, his ship now floating aimlessly in space. Fox called down to his comrades and gave them the coordinates to retrieve the captain, but just as he was about to finish, the enemy ship shot a purple laser at Fox, which engulfed Fox's ship. Everything began to vibrate violently, every switch and button Fox flipped and pushed proved futile, and it sounded like his ship was in a dishwasher. Fox kept trying to make contact with his crew, but all he got was silence. He began to get frantic, his heart racing with dread when nothing he did worked. His cockpit started to get hot, and his console started to smoke before erupting flames, which looked as though it were hula dancing across the dashboard. He did not know what else to do, and all hope seemed lost, but when the purple beam faded, he saw he was headed towards a bright green field of grass. He gasped in horror, his eyes widening. He had little hope his ejection switch would work when all of his other switches and buttons failed to work; however, the windshield flew open and the seat was ejected, and the parachute opened, causing Fox to gently fall to the ground.

Fox watched in sorrow as his ship crashed into the ground, leaving a long trail of dirt behind it, uprooting the bright green grass behind it. Once he landed, though, he pulled out his spare communicator and tried contacting the others. "Peppy? Slippy? Falco?" Fox said into his communicator. He waited several seconds, his fear slowly fading away, only to be replaced with concern. He tried contacting them again, but nothing. A tried one last time... nothing. He looked around his surroundings and noticed mushrooms approaching him. They moved with caution, their faces full of curiosity, fear, and concern of Fox, his tail swishing behind him. "Are you okay?" one of the toads asked in a high pitch voice, his voice causing Fox's ears to hurt a little. The toads gasped as they saw Fox cover his ears and bend over, though some of the toads were filled with wonder, as they approached him.The toads all huddled together and muttered amongst themselves of what to do with the stranger, but the muttering turned into an argument, and Fox could not help but get a little impatient. He began to groan a little before turning back to his crashed ship, which exploded after he took a few steps towards it. He let out another low groan before one of the toads took him by the hand. Fox looked down and quickly withdrew it, scowling at the toad below him. "What do you want?" he asked, his annoyed voice causing the toad to shrink back. "W-w-we decided we were going to t-t-t-take you back to the c-c-castle," the toad stuttered, shaking in fright, his eyes looking up into Fox's. He noticed Fox smile a little, his nerves slowly returning to happy. "Let's go!" the toad said. The toads waddled onwards, leisurely walking on the dirt road towards Peach's castle. It did not take them as quick as Fox had wanted to go, though he tried to keep his patience with the lilly gaggin by taking deep breaths and letting it out slowly, and he repeated that process for several moments. He did look around, though, and he thought the scenery was nice with the colourful flowers, and the trees full of vibrant leaves. The breeze against his fur felt nice too. Perhaps this leisure stroll was good after all. Besides, it was not often he got to see such a lovely place. He saw butterflies fluttering by, and he saw wigglers minding their own business, eating some grass and flowers; however, what fox did not know was that there was someone watching him.

The stroll took hours, and along the way, he saw yoshies running around and looked as if they were playing. He watched with interest at such a sight before a toad took him by the hand and gently tugged it to get him moving again. He stood in awe of the castle, its appearance seeming to be cake like. He pressed a palm to the wall, feeling the coldness of the stone wall upon contact. The toads paid no mind to the guest touching the castle, seeing no harm since he was not saying anything that sounded remotely like a spell or a curse. After half an hour, Princess Peach came out, her pink dress as vibrant as the trees' leaves he saw hours ago. Her blue jewel was shiny, and he could have sworn he could see his reflection upon its surface. The royal woman extended an arm towards fox calmly, her smile giving off a friendly demeanor, silently encouraging Fox to shake her hand. "My name is Peach," she said in a soft, cheerful voice. It was like a siren calling to a sailor, save for leading anyone to their death. Fox shook Peach's hand, both gripping each other's hand firmly during the shake. Once they let go, Peach invited Fox into her castle, her yellow hair neatly brushed and gently flowing behind her. Fox followed her inside of her frosting white castle, the air inside smelled of a chocolate. "I was baking a delicious cake for Mario, but I can bake a cake for you too," she said, leading Fox through the foyer and up the stairs. Pictures of her friends lined the walls, making Fox feel more welcomed into the castle. "Do you have a bathroom? I need to take a shower," he said, not trying to be rude. "Of course," Peach said as they neared the top of the staircase. Fox smiled happily at the sound of a shower. "Is Mario your boyfriend?" he asked, trying to make the silence less awkward. "Oh, no, but he has rescued me from Bowser too many times to count," she said. Her heels tapped against the white floor as she strode across it to two large doors. She grasped the shiny knob and gave it a turn to the right, and it opened seamlessly as if it were a swinging door. As the two were ascending the stairs, they chatted about their friends and their adventures they've had, until they arrived at the bathroom. "If you need anything, ring the bell, and one of my servants will come to help you," she said. She spotted a toad and ordered him to get a towel for Fox as well as other bathing equipment. Once the toad came back, Fox thanked the toad and Peach for their hospitality, and Peach smiled warmly to him before turning to leave him to his business. Fox smiled as he watched Peach walk away before he turned into the bathroom.

The bathroom was steamy from the warm water coming from the shower head, and it sounded like it was raining before Fox turned off the shower, the knobs squeaking a little. As fox stepped out of the tub, there was a rumbling sound and some shaking. Fox stumbled to the floor as he screamed in surprise, his eyes widening during the fall, his arms outstretched in front of him to catch himself with his hands. He turned the fall into a roll before turning around, his tail twirling behind him. He swayed on his feet, trying to keep his balance as the castle shook again, and a bulge in the wall moved towards him until it shattered, the bricks flying towards him. He shielded himself with his arms, his head blocked by his two limbs, and the bricks hit them hard! Fox heard a gruff of a laugh, and once the smoke and debris were no more, he looked up from his arms and saw a turtle with a spiked shell in a clown vehicle that floated in the air. He gasped in surprise at the sight of the brute, and scream could be heard from the other side that Bowser was attacking, and what a time to be weaponless. He quickly reached for his gun, but before he could fire, Bowser threw bob-ombs at him. He was thrown out of the bathroom like a rag doll by the explosion, his gun sliding out of his hand and across the floor once Fox's grasp on it weakened. He hit the floor hard, his vision going out instantly, having gone unconscious. Bowser laughed as he ran out of the bathroom, his clown vehicle sitting idly inside it, and he took Fox by the head and eyed him for a few seconds before turning back. Toads had come running in with wooden hammers and metal shoes to whack and stomp Bowser with, but with a single breath, Bowser let out a large flame, burning the hammers to ashes and setting the room's drapery aflame. The toads with the metallic shoes tried jumping on him, but Bowser skillfully dodged and knocked them down with a wipe of his tail, and off he dashed, back into his clown car, throwing more bob-ombs into the castle, their explosions booming below him as he soared into the sky.

Fox's vision was blurry, and he was groggily groaning as he slowly became conscious. He tried to rub his aching head, but he found his wrists were constrained to the wall. He looked ahead of him in fear, gasping again as he looked when he learned he was in a dungeon cell. He tried thrusting his arms forward as hard as he could, the chains clinking against each other as he did, echoing through the empty area. He took a deep breath and let out a desperate sigh, his head now hanging as he looked down... he blinked in disbelief that he had been left naked in the dungeon. He heard the door creak open before slamming shut with a loud thud, and he heard someone approaching, their footsteps echoing in the dungeon as with each step they took with their heavy feet. Once they stopped in front of his cell, Fox looked up to see his kidnapper holding a vial with a glowing, orange liquid inside of it. "What do you want with me? Let me go!" he shouted with rage as he tried pulling his arms free from their cuffs, making them clink against each other some more. Bowser let out a low laugh as he unlocked the cell with a sky, and gently pushed open the squeaky door. Fox turned his head away and close his eyes tightly, but Bowser gently took his head and brought it to look at him. "I'll let you free if you give your body," he said in a gruff voice full of authority and confidence. Fox opened his eyes, making them wide in disbelief. It was then replaced by a look of disdain, his scowl giving Bowser his defiant answer. Bowser knew Fox would refuse to surrender what he desired, but he gave him the option to do so because he was not a total monster. He did have a heart, though he did tend to be greedy and selfish as well. He opened the vial and splashed the liquid onto Fox, his body soaking it up like a paper towel soaking up water. After waiting for three minutes, Bowser gave his order again. "Give me your body." "No." Bowser was surprised that the liquid failed to put Fox under his control, his voice echoing in the dungeon. He quickly turned around and began to pace back and forth, his stomps louder than when he first entered the dungeon. What had he done wrong? He oscillated between the dungeon door and fox, muttering something under his breath while trying to figure out what went wrong. Kamek was going to pay for failing to brew up a successful potion for him, but then he suddenly remembered something. He turned to face his captive with a sinister smirk, his eye now having fire within them. "You may not be obedient, but I still have you under my power!" he gleefully shouted as he approached his new toy.

"What do you mean?" Fox asked, his voice showing concern. He tried to move, but discovered that whatever the potion was, it kept him from doing much. His eyes widened in horror. How could he still feel his limbs but not move them? Bowser wasted no time in unlocking the cuffs and looking at Fox, kissing him on the mouth. Fox's arms hung limply from his sides, his body slowly being filled with air while he was being held by Bowser's hands to be kept falling to the cold, hard floor. Bowser could feel Fox inflating with air, and Fox felt it too as his belly and limbs slowly getting bigger much like a balloon, his body feeling like it was going to pop by Bowser's sharp claws. He felt his arms slowly rise up to his shoulders like a lowercase "t" his face reddening as his tail also lifted up, exposing his butt. His legs pressed together from their thickness, squeaking as Bowser spun him around the dungeon, his eyes no longer able to close. Bowser soon stopped blowing air into Fox's mouth and ran out of the dungeon. "If I can just get free..." he thought to himself as he tried to move. He had noted how slow Bowser ran, and while it was faster than walking, Fox could easily outrun him. He watched as Bowser ran up the stoney staircase that was only lit by candle light, and the room felt drafty despite there being no windows. Bowser ran through the doorway after he opened the wooden door, and a gush of wind brushed against Fox's belly. Bowser ran out of the window, the glass shattering to tiny pieces from impacted, and down Bowser fell; however, instead of falling to his doom, Bowser landed on his feet, causing the ground around him to shake a little. The sun shined brightly in the sky, and Bowser ran over to his giant pool big enough for a large crowd to swim about, but the only ones there were Bowser and Fox. Bowser jumped into the air and curled up as if to do a cannonball, but instead, he landed on his belly, using Fox as a landing device. It made the two bob up and down in the clean water for a few minutes, only for Bowser to gently push against the pool's side to push them deeper into the pool. Fox couldn't believe how he was easily floating above the water's surface like a raft, but when he tried to speak, he found he had no voice to speak with, not that it mattered. He was unable to open his mouth. Bowser basked in the sunlight, his head resting on his arms, his eyes closed as the sun bathed him with its warm light. Fox continued his attempt to move on his own free will, slightly embarrassed that he was powerless to revolt against King Koopa. As the two stayed in the pool, a magikoopa appeared and was holding an envelope in his hands.

"Master, I have delivered all of the invitations to the guests, and they all said they'd be here," the servant said as he sat on his broomstick, hovering above the water. Bowser smiled with glee, though he remained in his current position, enjoying the sun's bath. The magikoopa looked down at Fox and smiled a little before flying off to enjoy his day off as well. It seemed like hours that the two floated in the cool, refreshing pool, and Fox felt like he was cooking! Bowser opened his eyes again and began to think of something. What was he going to do with Fox when they were done in the pool? A light bulb went off in his and he quickly rolled off of Fox into the pool, splashing him a little. Bowser rose to the surface, his body and shell shining from the water, and he grabbed Fox with his hands before pedalling to the pool's edge and climbing onto the ground. Instantly, he began to deflate fox, his mouth now opening to let the air out. He let out a loud groan as the air was squeezed out of him, his body thinning out until he was flat. Bowser then grabbed Fox by his head and feet, eliciting a loud "hey!" as he used him to dry his butt, Fox's belly and face grinding against it like a saw. Then Bowser worked on his legs and tail before using the damp fox for his face and arms, making sure to get every bit of his body. He didn't use Fox for his shell since it had spikes on it, but it slowly dried in the burning sun. With that out of the way, Bowser had fox taken to the washing room to be washed with the other towels. Once he was nice, clean and dry, he was taken to Bowser who sat on his throne. He smiled cheerfully when he saw the two goombas running towards him, and without much words, he took his prisoner and began to flap him until he was back to normal. He sat on the floor, rubbing his head, groaning a little before he was lifted off of the floor and onto the hard seat. Bowser's shadow loomed over him, but before he could resist, Bowser simply sat on him, squishing his body down upon himself until he was an inch high. Bowser stood up and folded Fox's legs back and sat on him once more, making Fox beg and plead into his ass, warming up the Koopa's tush. Bowser called for a table and paper, a quill and a bottle of ink, and his servants had brought him his demands before dashing off. He was writing a letter to the princess, his rear feeling the comfort of his Fox cushion, chuckling smugly, his weight somehow not causing Fox to flatten underneath him. Bowser wrote how much he enjoyed his new guest and that he was thinking of keeping him around for a while, and threatened if anyone came to save him, he would dispose of Fox, though, he did remember he could have a couple of servants made to look like his prisoner. He tossed his first letter and began to write another one, still addressed to Peach, his cheeks gently leaving an impression upon Fox's face, his body nice and soft. He tried moving again, but he was too weak to push Bowser off of himself without his limbs. Bowser began to bounce a little after he felt Fox moving underneath him, his face grinning mischievously, his teeth bared and his eyebrows scrunched. It was not long until he was finished his letter to the princess, and he sealed it in an envelope, his servants taking it and dashing off to the castle. He stood up now, and laughed as he pointed at Fox, who had cheek prints on his face, and he fell over backwards, laughing hard, his eyes filling with tears and rocking back and forth, he kicked his legs. He had a difficult time getting back on his feet, his laughter filling the room while Fox pushed himself out of his cushion state. He could still feel his face in the shape of Bowser's rear, and it felt like he was still being sat on.

Fox ran past Bowser who was struggling to get back and out the big red door, and into the golden corridor that had statues of Bowser lining the walls. As he ran past them, they shot blue lasers; however, he ran so fast, they weren't able to shoot his tail as he streaked by. He came to an intersection and slowed to a stop, but he saw an army of koopas, goombas, and hammer bros, and they came from each of the three new directions! His heart raced as he tried to remember which direction he was carried from when he was still flat as the armies drew near. If there was a window nearby, he would jump out of it, but the windows were too high up. He heard a rumbling noise, and he knew what was coming, and off he sped, jumping into the air. He used his flexibility and evasiveness to avoid getting hit by the hammer brothers as he jumped on a koopa and kicked its shell towards them, knocking them all down. Bowser let out an angry roar as he leapt into the air and down in front of Fox, who run right into him and fell to his butt. Bowser took Fox by the head and feet and began to fold him into an "S" shape, then, he began to smooth and round him out, effectively turning Fox into a ball. He dribbled Fox around a bit before passing him over to a koopa who began to dribble him around the corridor. Fox's face, which was in front, groaned a bit, but then, he started moaning the more he was dribbled and passed. He turned and spun in the air as he was passed to the magikoopa from earlier, who began to juggle him with other balls. Fox didn't care much that his butt was showing, fr he was in bliss, his mind going numb when he was being spun on a staff, balanced on his rear. The next morning, the villains that Bowser had invited to play a game using Fox as a ball had arrived. They played Soccer, Baseball, and tetherball. They dribbled him, his body not making a single sound as it hit the ground, though he did find it nice. As he was kicked around, he found that he felt no pain. In fact, it felt like he was getting a massage. He rolled around the grass, his fur turning green from his body rolling around in it. When he was hit by a baseball bat, it felt like he was being kissed, which was odd, but he care not. When he was used as a tetherball, he began to get dizzy as he spun around the pole, only attached to the rope with some kind of device placed in his bottom. Everything spun around him as if it were doing a ritual, the hits feeling more like pokes and tickling him. Fox's rope finally reached the end and he could not be wound around the pole anymore. The game was won and he felt himself being unwound, though another game would not be played.

Bowser unplugged Fox from the rope and began to carry him around, giving the villains a quick tour of where they would stay for the week, free of course, and once he finished, he went to his own bedroom. "What do you say now, Ball?" he asked. Fox blushed deeply and began to stutter. "I-I-I... want to stay like this," he said in a quiet voice. Bowser let out a quiet chuckle. "Then, after you write to the princess you do not want to be rescued, I'll keep you as my ball." Fox agree, and once he was unballed, he was given a quill, some paper, and some ink, and he began to write a letter, and when he was done, he was squished back into a ball shape, forgetting where he was from and his friends.