Bowser's semihard cock drizzled her spine with precum, making her hide shine. His anal musk, accentuated by raw, sweaty masculinity, was something she indulgently inhaled. His fat balls draped over either side of her big, round nose, seeming to fit on her face perfectly. "Whatever you say," she remarked, nosing her way under his scrotum. Tanya wasn't bound by that kind of loyalty, interested only in the coins, and she was no toady even if she was a whore. The King of the Koopas was used to his minions snapping to their orders with an acknowledgment: yes, Your Nastiness! or some such thing. "Then you won't mind if you don't get one for that. "Not just saying that 'cause it gets me tips."īowser sneered. "Nice smell you got going on," she said in a coo. Hide like flesh gleamed with a sheen of well-earned sweat and mature koopa musk assaulted her senses, making her nostrils flare and maw salivate. The Yoshi whore cupped Bowser's heavy scrotum and its bulk overfilled both hands. Its chief difference was the lack of spikes, which instead were rounded nubs. The shell he had on was slimmer than his usual Koopa King attire, but not by much. "If that's what you do, baby, then do what you do." He sat back, arms outstretched and angled back to support his great frame. "You eat ass, huh," Bowser said, not asking her and not sounding surprised. It was so shag that when she knelt, her knees barely bumped the underlying stone. "Something so simple for a stud so famous? Sure there's nothing else you could go for?" she asked, walking closer, pink sneakers whispering on the purple carpet. "You can warm me up like that, but I was hoping for some pussy, actually."Ī practiced smile crossed Tanya's face. Smoke rolled from the corners of his maw. So-o-o, ever get deep throat from a yoshi? We can swallow anything, you know."īowser grinned. Tanya smiled, twiddling her little nipples. Gotta keep up appearances in front of the goons." "Passes the time between evil schemes," he said noncommittally. The King of the Koopas sat on the bed which hardly sagged despite his enormity. Tanya asked sweetly as she straightened her halter, which her nipples prodded through, "Do a lot of reading, Your Majesty?" Through the curtains was a surprisingly modest bedroom, stonework like the rest of the castle but sporting large wooden bookshelves filled with interesting tomes: Win Her Heart Using Only Super Mushrooms, Last Life: The Tale of the Third Bro, and Behind the Rawk: Intrigue and Controversy at the Glitz Pit, to name a few. She took his hand and he led her into his room. Bowser was handsome and of course fearsome his power was as alluring as his body.
"All right now, Tanya," he growled, reaching out in a way she found gentlemanly. They closed the thick, braced wooden door at their backs, sending a quick breeze through the room.īowser licked his craggy lips and snorted smoke from his nostrils in a theatrical burst. "Yes, your Nastiness," the koopas said in unison on their way out. "That's a hooker name if I've ever heard one," Bowser sneered, sharing a chuckle with his men. The snug halter on her upper body gave a fine view into her cleavage, and Bowser appreciated how plump and perfectly round her breasts seemed to be. "Your Majesty," the yoshi said without fluster, bowing. "Pink, huh? Would've preferred blue," he said, walking closer to the trio. His monstrous, uncircumcised cock dangled between his thighs. He was clearly dressed for love, wearing only his spiked bands and collar. "Good!" came Bowser's rumbling voice, and he shortly stepped through the indigo curtains to his bedroom. "Your Rottenness, we have returned!" smartly said the koopa with the lipstick mark. The two turtles took her down into the castle and then to King Bowser's private chamber on the highest floor.
The two Koopa Troopas, one with a bright pink lipstick mark on his cheek, pretended not to notice. The wind whipped with the perpetual storm, and the yoshi bashfully held down her short, red skirt. They exited with a lady yoshi and ushered her along the roof's walkways. It was quarter to eight when they touched down in the Koopa Clown Car, which Bowser entrusted only to his most competent minions. He put his two best men on it, members of the Koopa Troop he had known for years, and he told them he expected results by nine. All King Bowser had wanted that night was a girl to fuck, and that was all he asked for.