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This basis was originally going to be the fourth chapter. While writing it I realized it was more focused on Luigi than Peach, which was adverse to the series's title. Wanted to write it either way, so I set it aside to write after I finished with Peach and Bowser's story. I know this is probably a Freudian's dream, but whatever.

Not sure where the Birdo-knot thing came from. Just came along as I was writing, which makes me think there's seriously something wrong with me. Kind of already knew that before I wrote this, so that doesn't bother me much. More or less everything in this story is as I had it planned when I was outlining the fourth chapter and what I wanted to accomplish after the third chapter relating to Luigi.

I think I might continue with Bowser and Peach, but in a new series. Still focus on them, but post wedding, and covering a few things I want to use in a story.

If you noticed it, yes the title is a reference to a movie. Specifically Glen or Glenda, a movie by the infamous Ed Wood. Just saw Burton's movie a week ago and it seemed to fit with the story, but I digress.

As before to cover my ass, Bowser, Princess Peach, Mario, Luigi and other Super Mario characters are a product of Nintendo Company Ltd. I do not own any part of Nintendo's creations, nor take any part in their development. This is a product of a perverted mind, and little more.

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Luigi stood in his room, looking at his himself in a full length mirror. He was a koopa, in nearly every sense. The basics were there that of a normal koopa, but he was still different. Taller than your average koopa and still had his black hair. The lack of his mustache felt strange, but he thought it would look strange on his new beak anyway.

Compared to Bowser's children he wasn't so strange because of these traits. What made him strange was the tweaks to the koopa body made at his specifications. He had demanded he be made into a woman when he became a koopa. He wasn't a woman yet but he had a woman's features. He had the perfect hourglass body shape and a more feminine face. He even had breasts, although they weren't exceptionally large.

Today was the final day of the transformations he would go through. He was to meet up with a magician named Scott to finish the changes. Scott was a nice guy, one of the kinder koopas he had met in the kingdom, not that many koopas have been rude to him. Scott was very well informed, which had made this entire process more bearable. He told Luigi about all of the changes well before he did anything. He had told Luigi everything he needed to know about the difference between a male and female koopa.

Even though the process could be reversed completely once it was finished, Scott wanted to make sure that Luigi was certain about the decision. Every time Luigi said he was certain, and so Scott continued with it. He questioned the decision he made two and a half weeks ago. He knew he was under the effects of a spell that made his subconscious speak for him, but now that he was no longer under it's effects he couldn't help but wonder if it's what he really wanted. Was he willing to become a woman because of a snap decision he supposedly wanted?

He thought of Mario, happy with his new body. Taller and thinner, with greater speed and strength than he had before. Luigi had never seen Mario this happy before, and he was happy for Mario. His brother was getting laid constantly. He was training Bowser's army with amazing organization and intelligence, and it showed. The goombas had actually become a force to be reckoned with now, not just unfortunate cannon fodder. If Mario could half that then what's to say Luigi couldn't?

Then he thought of Peach, the radiant soon-to-be-Queen. She was just as happy. Mostly busy these days with her fiance planning their wedding or doing something more private. Her appearance wasn't her choice in any sense like him and his brother. Barely recognizable as koopa royalty, but just as happy as Mario, if not happier. Forced into an entirely new life and she looked so comfortable with it now. He couldn't help but feel selfish that he and his brother got to make demands on how they chose to live the rest of their lives while her new life was thrust upon her.

Luigi grabbed his hat and put it on, it being the only piece of clothing he could wear comfortably at this point. He left his room and walked down the hall to Scott's room. He wasn't quite sure if it was Scott's office, laboratory or dungeon. It seemed to fit all three categories, but nearly every room in the castle could be called a dungeon. Luigi lightly rapped on the door. The door swung open suddenly, leaving Luigi hitting the blank space where the door used to be.

"Mornin' Luigi. Come in," Scott's voice said from every possible direction.

"Where are you?" Luigi said looking around the room as he stepped passed the threshold. The door swung close behind him causing him to jump. The frivolous use of magic around the castle was taking longer to get used to than he expected.

"In the bathroom," Scott's said, his voice still speaking in surround sound. "Find a seat and make yourself comfortable, I'll be out in a second."

"Are," Luigi paused looking for a chair to sit on. "Are you in my head?"

Scott laughed, a shiver went up Luigi's spine. "No, nothing that intrusive. Just projecting my voice into the room with a spell. I know it's a little erie, but I tend to find myself lost in this messy room of mine when people come in. Makes it easier to have a conversation while I'm indisposed."

Luigi nodded to himself. He looked at a stack of books, varying from biology and physics to spell books. A leather journal with pieces of paper sticking out of it was on top of a stack of spell books about transformation and limb growth. It lacked any label and was a great deal smaller than the other books. Luigi grabbed it and opened it up. Inside held a great number of pictures and letters he had never seen before were drawn with amazing detail. He found a page with a picture of a goomba and a mushroom person.

"I've been researching the differences between the mushroom people and the goombas," Scott's said. His voice coming from behind Luigi now.

"I'm sorry to intrude," Luigi said closing the book and placing it where it was.

"It's all right," Scott said, drying his hands with a small towel. "Nothing I'm doing is top secret or anything. I get a surprising amount of freedom with what I work on. I'd like to think it's because I help so much around the kingdom, but I know it's probably Peach's doing." Scott tossed the towel aside, it flew off out of Luigi's sight. "So today's the day. You nervous?"

"Is it that obvious?" Luigi asked.

"Well, you're an hour late and your hat's on backwards," Scott said.

Luigi moved quickly to fix his hat, only to have more trouble with it. He took it off and held it in his hands. "Well, yeah I'm nervous. It's such a dramatic change."

"So you're going through with it?"

"Yes, I am. I thought about it, and realized how lucky I was," Luigi said looking at the lining of his hat.

"Oh? How so?" Scott asked sitting on a chair across from Luigi.

"Well, Mario and I had a choice on how we wanted to look. Peach didn't," Luigi looked up slightly from his hat to look at Scott who was about his chest level. "I know Peach looks happy but if she had known and had the same choice we had she probably would have chosen to stay the same way she was before the transformation. I'm sure she wasn't exceptionally happy with gaining that weight. I'm sure there's something you could do to get back to the way she was but as a koopa."

"There is, and I've offered to do it for her," Scott said with a nod. "She declined it and hasn't come back taking me up on that offer since then."

"I don't think she ever will," Luigi said. "But if she had known and had the choice she would have accepted it. I don't think it's right to squander this opportunity. I don't think I would have made this choice if it weren't for the spell but I'm excited despite having second thoughts about it."

"I'm glad to hear you're at peace with this decision," Scott said, getting up from his seat. "You ready?"

Luigi nodded, standing as well. "No, but let's do it anyway."

Scott laughed, then made a few gestures at his desk. The books and papers flew off the desk, collecting themselves in various places around the room. "Okay lay down on the table.? "Is it all right if I lay on my side?" Luigi asked as he sat on the table.

"Of course. I've got a shell too ya know. I know how awkward it is to lay on your back," Scott said as he collected a bottle with an elixir in it. A book flew from a shelf, hovering in front of him.

"So is this going to be a progressive change?" Luigi asked, as he watched Scott flip through the pages of the book.

"No, not unless you want it to," Scott said looking up from his book. Luigi shook his head. "That's what I thought. It'll be a quick transformation, but because of that it'll be at least a bit uncomfortable. That's why you're lying down on a table, just incase it's too much."

"You don't know if it's going to hurt or not?" Luigi asked, a clear tone of concern in his voice.

"Well, the reaction varies," Scott said, the pages of the book stopped fanning. "Everyone's a little bit different. It feel like being punched in the gonads. Might feel like someone's tickling you, or feel like a slight pressure on your crotch. Hell, Birdo says it's orgasmic for," Scott paused and mumbled to himself briefly. "him, I think. I keep losing track of Birdo's gender these days. Either way, I can't say how it'll hit you. Let's hope for the best."

"Not sure I want to orgasm from the spell," Luigi said. "I can't even begin to think how embarrassing that would be, not to mention strange."

"Yeah, I can see how that might be unsettling," Scott said with a nod. He on bottled liquid and took a swig of it, then coughed.

"What's that for?"

"It's an accelerant. A liquor designed to make the effects of the spell work much quicker. It's really strong but has an interesting taste to it," Scott said, and held the bottle out at Luigi. "It's perfectly safe if you want some."

"A little hard liquor couldn't hurt," Luigi said, grabbing the bottle. He took a large swig then gagged, and handed it back to Luigi. "Dear god, that's horrid."

"It's an acquired taste, but you see why most don't down it like a bottle of ale." Scott put a cork in the bottle. He rubbed his hands together and spoke some strange words. His hands glowed with a blinding orange light. "You want me to count down or something?"

Luigi shoot his head and closed his eyes. "Just do it whenever you fee..."

Scott pressed his hands on Luigi's sides interrupting his thought. The glow moved from Scott's hands to Luigi's body, expanding over his body. Luigi felt a heat permeate his body. It was low at first, then increased dramatically. Luigi lost his breath and buckled. His crotch ached briefly then went numb. The heat and pain vanished, and Luigi relaxed sweating profusely.

"You okay Luigi?" Scott asked.

Luigi took a few seconds to take a breath, then replied. "Yeah, I think so. Was that it?"

"Yep, congratulations you're a woman," Scott said. The book closed and shot off to a shelf with surprising accuracy. "So do we still call you Luigi or do you have some other name in mind?"

Luigi sat up on the table. "I guess Luigi is fine. I haven't really thought about it. I've been so focused on the whole lacking a penis thing that it hadn't occurred to me that a different name might be necessary. What do you think?"

"Well, you wanted change, a new life. A new name seems in order for such an occasion," Scott said with his hand on his mouth.

Luigi nodded. "I see what you mean, but I can't think of anything."

"How about Louise?"

"Yeah I suppose that works, sound really nice actually," Luigi stood up from the table. "Thanks for the help Scotty."

"No problem. If you need anything in the future just come ask me," Scott said. "Oh, and if you end up going into heat sooner than expected I suggest you lock yourself in your room. If you don't you'll probably end up meeting most of the males in the kingdom in a very intimate setting if you catch my drift. Of course if you want that, then just find a busy hallway and lie on the ground with your ass in the air."

Louise blushed. "Thanks for the warning," she said leaving the room. The hallway she entered was much busier than it was earlier. She saw all of the koopas and goombas as she walked down the halls, thinking about what Scott said. Would she really attract males so easily when he goes into heat? What if she went into heat tomorrow despite what Scott said?

The more she thought about this the more aroused she found herself getting, and the onlookers in the hallway noticed. Wolf calls from every direction. Lewd gestures over-exaggerated in her direction. She didn't quite realize why, she had walked around looking mostly the same way for a few days now without this much attention. She noticed then that her new privates weren't so private anymore. She found a close door and ran in the room, her face redder than she would think was possibly for a koopa.

"Oh thank god the door was unlocked," she slid down to the ground with her back to the door. She looked at her new slit, the scales Scott said would cover them still retreated.

"Hello honey. Can I help you with something?" A mysterious, yet oddly familiar, feminine voice spoke to Louise.

Louise looked up, finding a pink dinosaur with a bow on its head standing on front of her. "Um, I'm sorry Birdo. I just needed to get out of the hallway. I'll leave."

"Nonsense, you can stay here as long as you want," Birdo said extending its arm. "Can I get you something? A drink perhaps?"

"Ah, water would be nice," Louise grabbed Birdo's hand and stood, the free hand covering her crotch.

"Water it is. Make yourself comfortable," Birdo led Louise to the bed and walked off to a small refrigerator. "So I hear you've decided to become a woman. How's that new X chromosome treating you?"

Louise couldn't help but star at Birdo's ass as it bent down to get the bottle of water out of the fridge. "In the five minutes I've been a woman? Not so great."

"I'm sorry to hear that, but I'm sure no one cares. You're one of the Mario Brothers, even an embarrassing event like the one you just had won't ruin your reputation. If anything it'll make them like you more," Birdo handed Louise a cold bottle of water and sat on the bed next to her.

"Um, thank you. Birdo, I hope you don't mind me asking but..." Louise began opening the bottle of water.

"I'm male right now sweetie," Birdo said with a smile. Louise found herself marveling at how normal the smile looked despite the odd shape of Birdo's mouth.

"Right," Louise blushed taking a gulp of her water.

"Don't feel embarrassed. I wouldn't hold that question against anyone. I go through sexes like shoes, and I'm fine with how people see me because of it," Birdo laughed. "It's actually really clandestine that you managed to find my room of all rooms to stumble into. No other member of this kingdom knows what you've gone through better than I do."

"I suppose that's right," Louise said.

Birdo smiled, "I don't think this is a coincidence at all actually, seems too unlikely. I'll bet one of the magicians had something to do with it. Who cast the spell on you?"

"Scott. Why? Do you think he steered me this direction with a spell?" Louise asked.

"That's exactly what I think, but I don't think it's for the reason I thought before."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, if it were Ian or one of his little black magic bastards I would have expected it to be for a laugh," Birdo said with some spite in his voice. "The transexual hero running to the prostitute who can't make up its mind. That doesn't Scott though, I think he wanted you to feel comfortable."

"If that's true then I guess Peach is a better judge of character than I thought," Louise finished off her bottle of water.

Birdo held out his hand, gesturing at the bottle. Louise handed it to him. "Can I get you anything else?"

"Got some alcohol?"

He chuckled to himself. "Yeah, I'll make you something special," Birdo said, walking over to a small table with various bottles and glasses on it. "So if Scott did actually send you here then I take it you were having second thoughts? Why did you make this choice to begin with?"

"Well, for the three of us, and I guess both of our kingdoms, it was a new life. I never really felt happy, be it because I was Mario's younger cowardly brother, or because I couldn't get Daisy to notice me, or whatever the reason might have been. If we were starting a new life then what better way than from a fresh perspective?"

"I guess that's as good a reason as any, but what about the sex?" Birdo said, opening up a container circular container He pull out some ice cubes and placed them in two glasses

"Pardon?"

"Sex. Intercourse. Doing the nasty. Fucking."? "I understand what sex is, but what do you mean?"

"Well, with a new gender comes the sex that goes with that gender. Do you find men attractive, or do you still like women?" Birdo opened a bottle and poured a generous amount in both glasses.

"Well, I guess I found both attractive in their own ways. I never really had a chance to pick out which particular one before. I tried so hard to get Daisy to like me that I never really tried anyone else, and when I thought about it I was afraid of rejection."

"I'm sure you could have found someone easily. You might have been Mario's younger brother, but you were still a Mario Brother. You were a hero, and everyone loves a hero," Birdo walked over to the bed with two glasses, filled with a pink liquid. He handed one to Louise and sat down taking a sip of his. "What about now? Still afraid of rejection?"

"Yeah, I guess so. I mean Peach might be their Queen soon, but I'm still the bastard that either killed or injured so many people who were near and dear to the people here. I don't think anyone would give me the time of day, let alone a date," Louise looked at the glass in her hand, stirring the liquid with her finger. She found the pink color soothing, but choosing to enjoy the color for the time being rather than tasting the drink.

"I think you're being too hard on yourself. Like you said, this is a new life for a lot of the people in the kingdom. I'm sure a lot of them realize you were at war, defending your Princess. I know the goombas in particular have no trouble with you, in part to your brother and Peach. Peach reunited the goombas with their distant relatives, gave them a chance to return to their roots. Mario's training has made them far better in combat than they have been for decades. Those goombas that don't fight have used that training for creating a beautiful dance that the koopas are desperately trying to mimic," Birdo put his free hand on Louise's shoulder. "You need to try. What's the point of starting a new life if you're too afraid to live it?"

Louise nodded and smiled. She held the glass to her lips. Birdo stopped her. "What is it?"

"I'm sorry, I think I gave you the wrong drink. I'm just so used to drinking it that it hadn't occurred to me that you didn't need it right now," he said, trying to take the glass from Louise.

Louise refused to give up the glass. "What are you talking about?"

"What you have there is made from the pink mushroom. If you drink it you'll wish you never left the hallway. You won't be able to control yourself."

"What about you? You guzzled down your drink like you hadn't had anything to drink in months."

"I'm used to it, I'm almost constantly aroused. I know how to control myself, you don't have that kind of control," Birdo held out his hand. "Please give me the glass."

"Okay," she said. She downed the glass of the liquor. She handed the glass to Birdo. "Happy?"

"Luigi, do you realize what you've done?"

"My name's Louise now," Louise was visibly angry. "I know what I did. You said I can't be afraid to live my life. Well, I'm going to live my fucking live."

"No, Louise you don't understand," Birdo said walking over to the table, setting down the two glasses. "You're not going to get a little buzz. You're going to get aroused, and not just a little bit. Your sex drive is going to go into overdrive. You will hurt like nothing you've ever felt before unless you get the release your body needs. Nothing but fucking will be on your mind until you get that release. You've been a woman for less than half an hour and you just threw yourself into what you're going to feel like when you go into heat."

"So? Then fuck me," Louise said, spreading her legs. She was already beginning to feel the effects of the concoction.

"I can't do that, it wouldn't be right," Birdo shook his head. His cock was beginning to peak out from the pouch that held his genitals. Despite the control he usually had, he was finding himself losing focus. "You need to think about this. Maybe go on a date with someone and have normal sex that your biology hasn't thrust upon you."

"Fine," she stood and began walking to the door. "If I can't get one of the biggest horn dogs in the kingdom to fuck me then I'll find some random bystander in the hallway." She slowly opened the door and walked through.

A gust of air hit her face, the musk of the males in the hallway filled her nostrils. She hadn't noticed the overwhelming scent any other time. Even when she was briefly in the hall just a few short minutes ago. She could smell each and every one of them, individually even. Some stronger than others, some sweeter than others. It was uncanny how she could differentiate each one of them just by their vague smell. Her mind raced to pick out who she wanted. Which one she wanted to fuck first, or perhaps which ones she wanted to fuck at the same time. Eyes darting from one to another, sizing them up based on how they smelled.

She felt a hand on her arm that drew her back. The door slammed behind her. "What do you think you're doing? Are you mad?" Birdo said, shaking her.

"What do you think I'm doing? I'm horny and there's a kingdom filled with hundreds of men out there who would fuck me without a thought. Probably could find a woman too if I tried hard enough," Louise freed her arm from his grasp. "Now fuck off!" Louise turned back and began opening the door.

A hand slammed against the door, shutting it. A body pressed against Louise's back, the warmth sent a shiver up Louise's spine. "Fine, if you want to get fucked then you're going to get fucked," Birdo growled in her ear. "You're not leaving this room until I'm done with you. I don't care if you're tired. I don't care if you beg for me to stop. Your first time is going to be both the best and your worst experience you're ever going to have."

"It's about time," Louise said with a smile. She began turning around, only to be held in place.

"Oh no, you're not moving. You want to be an idiot and have sex with everyone in that hallway, then I'm going to make them know what they might have gotten if I hadn't stopped you," he said, pinning her against the door.

"Knock it off. You can't do that," She said, placing her hands flat against the door pushing back against him with all her might.

"I can, and I will," he held Louise against the door with one hand. Her face and chest pressed against the wood. He slid his cock against the lips of her pussy, the sensitive lips dripping with her juices. She gasped and lost the strength to try and free herself. He pressed his body against hers again, she saw his cock sticking out between her legs. At best guess it was eight inches long and had an irregular shape. The head seemed to be the thickest part she could see. Pointed at the tip, then grew bulbous the further it got from the tip for about an inch and a half, maybe three inches around. Past the thickest point it grew a little bit slender, with ridges surrounding the shaft. "In any other situation I would have taken this slow because it's your first time. However, because you're acting like a slut I'm going to treat you like one. I'm going hilt my entire length inside your cunt."

"It doesn't look so bad," she chuckled nervously.

"That's just the part you can see, the base is much worse. It's almost twice the size of the head, and that's going to be shoved in and out of you all night," he said, and pressed her against the door with his hand again.

Birdo lifted her small tail, it rest flat against his stomach. He held his dick with his free hand, guiding the tip to the entrance. The head slightly spread the lips, releasing another moan from Louise's mouth. He released his cock and grabbed her hip with the hand. He shoved his prick past the lips, into her womb, only stopped by the bulbous knot-like based that slammed against her spread slit.

Louise screamed, tears flowed down her eyes as the pole rocketed into her. The size of the base urging to spread her open more and more as he pressed into her. The nonsensical mutterings that might have been pleas of mercy or prayer rapidly escaping her mouth.

Birdo stopped pressing further against her entrance and leaned in. "Not what you were expecting is it?" He whispered in her ear.

"No," she sobbed.

"Hurts, doesn't it?"

"Yes."

"That's a shame," he said, and shoved the base of his cock insider her.

She screamed, the tears flowed into her mouth. She balled her fists and slammed them against the door. She heard vague voices from beyond the door. She wanted to cry for help but couldn't form the words.

He held his entire cock inside her for a few brief seconds. The feeling of her womb surrounding him urged him on, but her tears tore at his stomach. He told himself he was doing this for a reason, but he knew this was too much. This was sadistic, cruel. He sighed. "I'm sorry," he said to her, slowly pulled himself from her pussy.

She whined as the base was pulled from out of her twat. The orb forcing it's way past the sensitive lips until it was freed. He continued slowly, the ridges sliding against her womb. "Stop," she said breathlessly. "Don't."

"I'm so sorry. This was unbelievably stupid," he muttered repeatedly as he withdrew himself from her.

"I said stop damn it!" She screamed at him.

He stopped. "What? But I'm hurting you."

"I don't care."

"I'll go slower."

"No."

"But..." He pleaded.

"Fuck me god damn it!" She screamed, pressing against his cock. The bulb spreading her open again, the pain bringing tears back. He shoved back, the base moving more easily past the lips. She signed. "Keep going."

He nodded, pulling himself out again, the base sliding out of her cunt. She groaned as he pulled, the tears now stopped flowing, only remaining as dried droplets on her face. The pain was excruciating but she had stopped caring when he first entered her. She wanted nothing but to be fucked, and she didn't care how much it hurt. Part of it was the drink, the other was what Birdo said. She wasn't Luigi anymore, she had this chance to live a new life, and she didn't want to wait anymore.

Despite the pain from the base, she was enjoying it. The sensation of the hard ridges as they pressed against the entrance of her womb was unbelievable. These individual bands pressing against individual parts of the most sensitive part of her new sex was unlike anything she had felt.

The bulb was moving in and out of her with greater ease, at the same speed as before. A barely audible wet pop every time he pulled it from her cunt creating a light rhythm. The pain was subsiding as Louise got used to it. "Don't pull it all the way out," she urged him.

He acknowledged by shoving him his entire length into her with a grunt, her body jumped and she moaned. He hated himself for enjoying it so much, after putting Louise through so much pain her first time. The only way he could make up for it was by doing the most he could for her. He might have hated himself, but he was eager. He sucked on a finger, soaking it with his spit. He pressed the digit into her asshole.

Her body spasmed and she whimpered. Her womb contracted, squeezing the base of his cock as she came. He grunted briefly and continued his pumping. She turned her head back as best as she could, watching Birdo stick his finger in her asshole. He wiggled his finger. She groaned and pressed her head into the door. The recently manicured claw scraped along the wall of her asshole. "Aa-a-a-ah," she shuddered and came again.

His finger curled as she locked down on his cock. A slight shriek as the dull claw dug deeper into her asshole. She came again, he groaned. He stopped trying to hold it, slamming his hips against her ass. He groaned, cumming deep into her womb. She squealed as the ivory liquid sprayed inside her. She came again, and sighed. The base of his cock pulsed as he shot his load inside her. They stood there propped against the door for a few seconds. Her breathing heavy as he leaned against her back.

He pulled himself from her, a loud pop as the bulb removed itself from her. A trickle of their combined liquids trickled down her leg. She heaved a deep sigh, which was interrupted. He picked her up suddenly, and dropped her on the bed. She landed on her back struggled to keep her balance, the bed not conforming to her shell like the one she had in her room.

"What was that for?" She asked him, her feet and arms barely keeping her from rocking out of control.

"I'm not done with you yet," he said and jumped on the bed. He spread her legs, his cock still rock hard. He placed the head of his cock against her slit. The sensitive lips stung from the lightest touch of his member, causing Louise to shriek and shirk away from it. "Oh dear, I'm sorry. What's wrong?"

"I'm sore, I don't think I can do it again."

"Nonsense, I've got just the thing. Lie there, I'll be right back," he got off the bed and moved out of Louise's line of sight. She struggled to try and find where he had gone, but couldn't see very well while trying to keep her balance. Birdo came back with a small container in his hand. He screwed off the lid and tossed it aside. He dipped his fingers in the container, when he drew them out they were covered in a beige substance. "This is a great cream I used to use a lot. It might be a little cold, but should make you less sore."

"There any of that pink mushroom in it?" She asked.

He spread her legs again, and began carefully applying it to the lips. Louise tensed, then relax as the stinging sensation began dissolve. "No, had this before those where ever found. Wouldn't want to mess with it anyway, might ruin it's effectiveness," he said. "How's that?"

"Much better, thank you."

"Good, because that's all that was left in that container," he tossed the empty container and climbed on the bed again. "You sure?" he asked and stuck two of his fingers in her pussy. She moaned, then nodded sheepishly. Her cunt was still dripping wet. He thought the mushroom's effects would have diminish by now, but it didn't seem like it had. Maybe it had and Luigi, or rather Louise, was just immensely turned on. It wasn't something to dwell on at this point.

He withdrew his fingers and held them to his nose. The combined smell of their past passion lingered in the air. He put the digits in front of Louise's face. She stared at the fingers, then cautiously licked them clean. Birdo smiled, then placed his cock against her slit. No shrieking this time, just a bubbly sigh. He slowly shoved his length in her. He felt some of his expended fluids flow around his shaft as he penetrated her.

He grabbed her hips and shoved the bulb into her. She groaned, and grabbed his arms. He felt her squeeze down on his prick. She chirped, squeezing tighter on his arm as she came. He smiled and drew himself out, her opening clearing the ball with greater ease. He pumped, vigorously, not shoving the base into her. Almost as if to tease her he barely began to shove it in, then stop and retreated.

Louise was slightly disappointed, but the sensation from the ridges on his cock massaging her womb brought her to another orgasm. She let go of his arms and gripped the bed sheet. Birdo took this opportunity and leaned in over Louise as he thrusted in and out of her. His large circular mouth encompassed one of her petite breasts. She looked down at him as he surrounded the small mound. She felt no teeth, just his wet maw on her breast.

He lightly suckled the breast, his tongue playing with her nipple. She came again as he kissed her breast with his massive muzzle. The shape of his mouth and the way he used it almost made it seem like it was made for this reason. She took her hand and began massaging the free breast. She felt jealous of Peach for having such a large pair of breasts at this point. She seemed to play with the breast more aggressively, as if to make up for it's small size.

Birdo plunged deeper with each thrust now. The _round sphere of flesh hammering more and more into her with each thrust. Between the rapid thrusting and her breasts being toyed with so ravenously Louise was cumming more frequently. Her squeaks of pleasure echoing in the room. Each time her womb bore down on his cock more and more.

As much as he prided himself with being able to control his sexual energies he knew he couldn't stand much longer. She squeezed tighter and tighter on his cock as they fucked. He removed his mouth from her breast and straightened himself. Her free hand quickly shot to the breast almost immediately. She squeezed her breasts together, transferring his saliva from one breast to the other.

He humped harder, the knot plunging in and out of her cunt repeatedly. Her body bounced with each thrust, tightening each time as she came repeatedly. He felt himself reaching his breaking point. He withdrew himself from her completely, and grabbed his cock. He stroked it, the combination of their previously combined liquids coating his cock. He grunted as he grabbed the base with his free hand and came. His jizz ejecting from his cock with surprising force. The seed few onto Louise's stomach and breasts, leaving lines and pools of his cum on her body.

He sighed, and got off the bed. He stood back and smiled. Louise was panting, her legs and twat spread open. Her body glistened with sweat, slobber, the juices from her own soaked pussy, and his seed. He decided to let her rest, walking to the shower.

When Louise awoke in someone's bed. She hazily looked for a window, and saw it was dark. She tossed the blankets off her and got out of the bed. She started walking and instinctively reached for her crotched expecting her old genitalia. She instead found a slightly sore vagina beneath a number of small hair-like scales that retreated on her touch. "Guess it wasn't a dream."

"Nope, how are you feeling?" She heard Birdo's from the bed.

She turned around slightly surprised. "Dirty and like shit."

"Well, I didn't want to bother you much. After that you looked pretty tired. I didn't want to bother you. You can use my shower if you like," Birdo said, sitting up.

"Um, I'm fine. If it's all the same to you I'd like to get back to my own bedroom," she said looking for her hat. Birdo got up from the bed and handed the hat to her. "Thank you," she said. Instinctively she dusted the hat off and put it on her head.

"You're welcome, but I think you should think about not wearing it. It doesn't suit you anymore."

"Probably doesn't, but I'm not sure I'm ready to give it up just yet," she smiled. "Well, um...."

"No need to say anything. I just hope you don't expect a relationship from this."

"Oh! No!" She blushed. "I mean, I don't expect a relationship, but I wouldn't mind doing it again. At some point."

"Sounds like fun, come by any time," he said walking to the door. "You might want to work on self control though. Unless you like walking around like that," he motioned at her crotch.

She looked down and saw the scales were retreated and her pussy was in full view. She smiled. "I don't think I mind walking around like this. It might be a little bit fun in fact. You know, an open invitation," she walked to the door and grabbed Birdo's crotch. "We're going to have some fun later."

He smiled and nodded, then opened the door. She walked out into the hallway with a spring in her step. She liked the feeling of the cool air as it flew past her crotch, and thought about asking Scott to do cast a spell or something to just have the scales removed completely. She wondered when he would go into heat. She liked the idea of having the urge to constantly fuck, and attracting men to her just through her smell. Being pregnant was a little bit of a downside, but maybe that'll be fun.

The twisted idea of having sex with Mario flew through her mind. She wondered if they were still related on a genetic level. "Might be fun either way."

The end.