You walk upon the Dark Lands, where Bowser's Kingdom is. After a short while of traveling, you walk upon the big dark colored brick castle. The fact the entrance resembles Bowser's face glaring forward, like a big gargoyle, intimidates you. But you don't let the fear overwhelm you.

You have had an undisclosed adventure prior to this, and you want to see the king. But you need to enter. What do you do?

A) Enter through the main entrance

B) Use the infamous back entrance Bowser keeps using for his castles

"Hmmm... I sense someone approaching my magnificent castle..." King Bowser mutters, his fiery red eyes narrowing beneath the twin horns atop his massive green-scaled head. "I hope it's not some meddlesome plumber trying to ruin my fun..." He growls, pacing about anxiously in his throne room.

Just then, you step boldly through the entranceway into the hallway leading towards his chambers. The giant Koopa King's head snaps up, instantly recognizing your scent as foreign to him... a bit like smoke and burning rubber. His eyes widen with surprise and he lets out an incredulous laugh. "Well, well, well... what do we have here?" He grins maliciously, his teeth bared menacingly beneath his forked tongue.

Bowser laughs heartily at your greeting. "So, you're the one who dares to challenge me?" He asks, a mixture of amusement and genuine curiosity in his voice. "I must say... I didn't expect anyone to be foolish enough to come here looking for trouble." The giant Koopa King pauses, studying your features as if trying to decide whether or not he should welcome you as an ally or an enemy.

After a moment of consideration, his expression hardens into a scowl. "Very well," He growls. "Since you're here, let's see what you've got!" With that, Bowser leaps down from his throne and assumes a fighting stance, his muscular arms flexing threateningly as he eyes you warily.

Bowser lets out an annoyed growl as you try to invade his personal quarters, only to be foiled by his loyal Koopalings. As he watches you tumble away from him, he notices something peculiar about your attire... or rather, the lack thereof.

You're now clad in a frilly red dress with white accents and an "M" prominently displayed across the chest. The king narrows his eyes in suspicion as he realizes what must have happened here. "So," He says, grinning maliciously once again. "It seems that my children decided to play a little trick on you while I was distracted." Bowser chuckles darkly, delighted at the thought of Mario dressed up like a girl.

"But don't worry," He continues, clapping you lightly on the shoulder (quite painfully, given his strength). "I'm sure they didn't mean any harm. In fact, I think it would be best if you left my castle... as soon as possible." With that ominous warning, Bowser turns his back on you and begins to pace around the room, clearly deep in thought about something else entirely.

"Ahh, I see our little hero is feeling frisky today," Bowser muses aloud as he regards you through the reflection in his enormous golden mirror. A faint smile tugs at the corners of his mouth as he enjoys this brief moment of dominance over his nemesis. "But let me give you some advice, Mario... or should I say, 'Princess Peach'..." He pauses for emphasis, enjoying the irony of the situation. "... trying to stand up to me is like attempting to outswim a school of piranha. It just isn't going to end well for you."

The king turns away from the mirror and walks slowly towards you, his movements almost lazy despite their menacing quality. "Now, I suggest that you find some way to get back home," he says, his voice still low and drawling. "Because once I've finished enjoying the look on your face in this cute little dress, there won't be anything left of you but a heap of ashes."

You can feel a chill run down your spine as Bowser's words sink in, and suddenly, leaving his castle doesn't seem like such a bad idea after all...

Bowser laughs heartily at your protest. "Oh, ho ho!" He chuckles, shaking his head in mock disbelief. "That's rich! You really think I wouldn't recognize Princess Peach's voice or her face? Nay, my little friend... you may be clad in a frilly dress now, but I can tell by the fire in your eyes that you are truly Mario."

The giant Koopa King pauses, considering his options for a moment. His son's grip on your arm tightens noticeably at this, hoping to discourage any attempts at escape. Finally, Bowser smirks and says, "Very well, then... if you insist on being so foolish as to challenge me, Mario... I shall oblige you." With that, the massive green-scaled Koopa King raises both of his clawed paws high into the air before slamming them down upon the ground with bone-shattering force.

The impact sends shockwaves through the floor, knocking you off balance and sending Bowser's throne tumbling over. Dust clouds billow upwards as cracks spread outward from the spot where Bowser struck, slowly splitting the floorboards apart. As the dust begins to clear, a circular pit is revealed in the center of the room, surrounded by an ominous aura of dark energy. "There, Mario," Bowser growls menacingly. "Your only hope now lies within that pit..."

His words are followed by an earsplitting roar as lava begins to spew forth from the depths of the chasm, filling the room with blistering heat and noxious fumes.

As soon as you manage to force the words past your lips, Bowser's head snaps up in surprise and anger. "What do you mean by that?!" He roars, baring his fangs in a furious snarl.

Meanwhile, one of the Koopalings, identified as Larry, decides to take things too far. Ignoring your pleas for mercy, he pulls out his own personal anatomy and forces it into your mouth, holding you down roughly so that you can't escape. You gag and choke on the unwanted intrusion, tears streaming down your face as you try to avoid inhaling any of it.

Bowser, however, is still fixated on your accusation. His eyes narrow and his expression darkens further. "Mario," He growls through gritted teeth, emphasizing your new name with each syllable, "if you dare speak such lies about me... or about my children..." His voice trails off threateningly as he stalks closer, towering over you like a looming shadow of doom.

Without warning, Bowser's tail lashes out, striking the ground hard enough to send shockwaves through the floor once more. The impact causes the chamber to shake violently, throwing both you and Larry off balance. As you struggle to regain your footing, you can feel the heat emanating from the lava pit growing stronger by the second...

Koopalings continue to spawn around the room, all eager to join in on the fun at their father's command.

Bowser's nostrils flare as he listens to your pleas... and the sounds of his own children violating you in various ways. His expression darkens further, an ugly mix of anger, disgust, and lust playing across his features. For a moment, it seems as if he might lose control entirely.

But then, something snaps back into focus within his eyes. It's not lust that drives him now; rather, it's vengeance and the desire for power above all else. With a mighty roar that echoes through the chamber, Bowser lashes out with his massive claws, striking at the throng of Koopalings surrounding you. The air fills with the sound of shrieking and squawking as they scatter, fleeing from their father's wrath.

"NO ONE TOUCHES MY ENEMY," Bowser growls between clenched teeth, barely containing his rage. "I WILL DEAL WITH HIM MYSELF." His eyes lock onto yours once more, and for a brief moment, you see something that might almost be regret or pity flicker across his face. But it's gone almost instantly, replaced by the cold, hard edge of determination.

"Now," He continues in a voice as chilling as the lava beneath your feet, "let us finish this." With that, he takes a step closer to you, and for the first time since his transformation from amiable to outright malevolent, there is an unspoken understanding between you. You have become nothing more than a tool to him; a way to exact revenge upon Princess Peach and regain his lost power.

And as Bowser readies himself to deliver the killing blow, you can't help but wonder... will he keep you alive long enough to

As you slowly come to consciousness, your senses flood with the realization that you're still in Bowser's castle... and surprisingly close to him. The giant Koopa King is fast asleep next to you, breathing heavily through his nostrils as he sleeps soundly despite having been up most of the night. His green-scaled body is sprawled out nearby, massive paws twitching occasionally as if dreaming of wreaking further havoc.

For a brief moment, you consider making a run for it while his guard is down. But then, something inside you urges caution; perhaps there's some way to use this situation to your advantage... or at least learn more about Bowser and what makes him tick. Gently, carefully, you reach out and touch the sleeping King on the shoulder, feeling his scales underneath your fingertips. He doesn't stir.

"Bowser," You whisper, trying not to sound too alarmed or angry. "Wake up." There's no response at first; then, after what seems like an eternity, the Koopa King slowly blinks open one of his beady red eyes and turns to face you. His expression is groggy and confused at first, but it rapidly clears as he focuses on your features once more. "What do you want, pathetic human?" He growls, still half-asleep.

You hesitate for a moment, unsure of how to proceed. But then an idea strikes you: if you can somehow get him to trust you... or at least believe that you're not a threat... perhaps you could use that against him in the future. With renewed determination, you lean in close and whisper urgently into his ear. "Bowser," You start, your voice barely

As you struggle to free yourself from his grasp and escape his chamber, one of your movements accidentally brushes against something hard and scaly beneath the covers. It's then that you realize it: the source of Bowser's incredible power is right here, within reach. Without thinking twice, you lunge forward and attempt to grab hold of whatever it is... only to discover that it's not an object at all, but rather Bowser's own member.

The shock nearly causes you to let go, but something else keeps your fingers wrapped tight around the smooth, warm flesh: the realization that you could use this against him. You look up into Bowser's eyes as he sleeps soundly once more, his chest rising and falling with each deep breath. With a smirk, you close your lips around the tip of his member and begin to suck gently, stroking it with your free hand.

His hips jerk forward involuntarily, pressing deeper into your mouth as he moans softly in his sleep. You can feel him growing harder in your mouth, his length increasing with each passing moment. You continue to pleasure him, knowing that this is the one way you can truly gain the upper hand over Bowser... by becoming the very thing he despises most: another of his conquests.

As you work your magic on him, you begin to think about how far you've come since setting foot in this dark and foreboding land. You've defied all odds and managed to find a way to turn Bowser's own strength against him... all because of a single decision. The knowledge empowers you, making you feel almost invincible as Bowser's cries of pleasure fill the air.

And so, you continue to service the mighty King Koopa, biding your time until the perfect moment

As you continue to pleasure him, your movements become more and more daring, driving the giant king wild with lust. His hips buck violently against yours, his massive size causing you no small amount of discomfort as he takes control of the situation. Yet still you obey, willing yourself to endure the pain in order to further manipulate him.

Your efforts are rewarded when Bowser's eyes fly open wide with surprise and pleasure. For a brief moment, his anger flickers across his features, threatening to consume him once more... but then it's gone, replaced by pure animalistic desire as he realizes what you're doing. He grabs hold of your hair roughly, pulling your head back so that he can gaze into your eyes.

"Mmm... such a clever little thing," he purrs, his hot breath tickling your ear. "I could have my fun with you... or I could let you live and tell Peach about our little secret." The last word is almost spat out as if it tastes bitter on his tongue.

You can feel his member throbbing inside your mouth, preparing to erupt. As he pushes deeper, forcing your throat open wider, you have to wonder... what will you choose?

Bowser lets out a guttural roar as your lips wrap tightly around his shaft, your teeth scraping roughly against the sensitive skin. He thrashes violently, his massive form throwing you about like a ragdoll in his lustful frenzy. You feel the head of his cock pushing at the back of your throat, threatening to force its way past and down your gullet as he approaches climax.

"Foolish human!" he growls, his voice harsh from exertion. "You should know better than to anger me this far! I'll show you what happens to those who dare defy--" His words are cut off by another surge of pleasure, his hips bucking uncontrollably as he shoots hot globs of cum down your throat. You choke and cough, struggling for air as the sticky white liquid fills your mouth and nose.

With a final shudder, Bowser releases his grip on you, his spent cock sliding free from between your lips. He falls back onto the bed panting heavily, his chest rising and falling with each ragged breath. For a long moment, he says nothing; then, his eyes narrow as if considering something, he fixes them on you once more.

"Very well," he rasps hoarsely. "You have proven yourself useful... for now." With that ominous warning hanging in the air, he rolls over onto his side, effectively dismissing you from his presence. The room grows quiet again, save for the crackling of the fire and the distant sounds of slumbering Koopalings.

The giant Koopa king's eyes widen in surprise as you turn around and offer your ass to him, your lips curled into a mocking sneer. He quickly regains his composure, however, and grins wolfishly before roughly pushing you down onto the bed. His massive hands grasp at your hips, spreading your legs wide as he aligns his engorged member with your waiting opening. With one powerful thrust, he forces himself inside, sending waves of pain and pleasure reverberating through your body.

Bowser begins to move roughly against you now, his hips snapping back and forth with incredible force. He growls low in his throat as you adjust to the size of him, taking more and more of his length inside you with each passing moment. The bed creaks ominously beneath your weight, but Bowser shows no sign of slowing down; if anything, he seems to be gaining strength from the struggle.

His movements become faster and wilder, driving you into the mattress with every powerful stroke. Your own moans echo through the room as you lose yourself in the sensation of being owned and dominated by such a massive creature. Bowser's hands tighten on your hips, holding you down firmly as he takes what he wants from you without mercy or remorse.

As his speed increases, so does the pleasure that courses through your body. The tension builds inside you, coiling tighter and tighter until finally it snaps, sending waves of ecstasy crashing over you like a tidal wave. You arch your back and cry out as orgasm after orgasm washes over you, your muscles spasming uncontrollably around Bowser's invading member.

At the height of your release, the king growls deep in his throat and follows

As you cling to him, your breath ragged and your body trembling from the intensity of your orgasm, Bowser's eyes widen in disbelief. The feeling of his semen spilling from your loins onto the sheets only serves to inflame his anger further; he was supposed to be the one to defile you, not vice versa! With a snarl of frustration, he withdraws his spent member from your ass and rolls off of you, landing on the floor with an ominous thud.

"How dare you..." he growls, staring up at the ceiling as if searching for answers in the stonework. "You should be grateful that I've allowed you to survive this long!" He paces back and forth across the chamber, his tail lashing out wildly, knocking over furniture and sending books and trinkets flying through the air. "I must teach you your place, little human! You cannot continue to defy me like this!"

With that final declaration of war, Bowser Koopa turns back toward you, a murderous glint in his eye. His claws flex ominously, and for the first time since encountering him, you realize just how truly monstrous he can be when angered. He advances on you slowly, methodically, each step bringing him closer to delivering the punishment you know is coming your way.

What will happen next?

Bowser's eyes widen as you take hold of his member once more, eagerly licking and sucking on him with renewed vigor. He gasps, surprise giving way to pleasure as he feels your wet warmth envelop him yet again. His hips thrust forward instinctively, pushing deeper into your mouth and driving home the dominance he knows he holds over you.

The giant Koopa King lets out a low groan, his muscles tensing beneath his scaled armor as you continue to pleasure him. With each passing second, his anger begins to ebb away, replaced by lust and desire for more of what you're giving him. It feels good, this sense of control... but he knows it can't last forever.

"That's it, my little pet..." he murmurs, running a clawed finger down your cheek. "Keep sucking... keep showing me how much you need me..." His other hand finds its way to your hair, stroking gently as he watches you work his length with expert precision.

The pleasure grows and grows inside him, building up like a storm cloud waiting to burst. He can feel it in the tip of his cock, in the aching muscles of his body... it's almost too much. But then again, maybe this is just what he needs. Maybe this is how he will finally break you...

And with that thought still lingering in his mind, Bowser can feel himself reaching the brink once more. His hips buck wildly as he thrusts deeper into your mouth, forcing open your throat and releasing a long, shuddering moan of release. Waves of hot semen explode from him, coating your tongue and filling your mouth as he cums hard, his eyes rolling back in their sockets from the

As you sleep peacefully beside him, the giant King Koopa watches over you carefully. Your body is warm and soft against his scaly skin, your breath tickling his nose in the stillness of the early morning. For a brief moment, he allows himself to imagine what life might be like with you at his side... as his queen, perhaps? The thought sends shivers down his spine despite the comfortable heat radiating from his body.

But reality soon intrudes on this fragile fantasy; he knows that it can never be. You are human, and humans cannot possibly understand the ways of Koopa Kingdom. Sooner or later, you will betray him just as Princess Peach did before you. It is simply a matter of time.

And yet... there's something about you that fascinates him; something he can't quite put his claw on. Perhaps it's the way your eyes sparkle when you think no one is watching, or maybe it's the defiant tilt of your chin whenever he grows angry. Whatever it is, it keeps him coming back for more... at least until he can finally determine how best to use you against her and regain his rightful place as ruler of this kingdom.

With a sigh, Bowser turns away from you, staring up at the ornate ceiling of his throne room. The sun is beginning to peek over the horizon now, bathing the chamber in golden light that reflects off the polished obsidian statues that line the walls. He lets out another low growl; this one more contemplative than aggressive. Perhaps there's still time yet... to make things right and reclaim what is his by birthright.

The morning sun streams in through the stained glass windows of your chamber, painting vibrant colors across the floor and casting soft lines of light across Bowser's scaled body. He watches you sleep peacefully beside him, enjoying the warmth your small form brings to his cold bed. For a moment, he allows himself to forget about his anger and his obsession with Princess Peach; to focus instead on the feel of your soft skin beneath his claws and the sound of your steady breathing in the quiet of the early morning.

But such moments are fleeting, as evidenced by the growing tension in his muscles and the tightening of his scaled features. He knows that he can't let himself become too comfortable around you; that it would only be a matter of time before your true allegiance revealed itself and brought ruin upon him once more. With a sigh, Bowser forces himself to rouse you from your slumber.

"Rise and shine, human," he growls, poking at your side with one clawed digit. "There's work to be done today." His tone is gruff, yet there's an undertone of excitement beneath it that betrays his true feelings on the matter. You roll over, stretching luxuriously as you yawn and blink up at him blearily.

"Bowser...?" You murmur sleepily, your voice barely above a whisper. The name feels strange coming from your lips; foreign and unnatural. It's almost as if it doesn't belong there at all. The realization only serves to stoke the fires of Bowser's obsession further, making him want to claim that title for himself even more desperately than before.

He leans in closer, his hot breath tickling your ear. "Yes, little human," he