You enter the Boss room of the castle, on your way to freeing Princess Peach from her imprisonment, only to find Wendy struggling to free herself from her own warp pipes.

"Heh... Yeah..." She looks rather annoyed at her current predicament. "Well? Aren't you gonna help me out?" Her plump lips pout as she arches a brow challengingly. "Or are you just going to stand there and laugh?"

Her eyes narrow and her cheeks flush pink with anger. "I could say the same about you, you bastard!" She crosses her arms over her broad chest. "But fine. I'll do whatever it takes to get out of here, even if it means making a deal." Her huge breasts heave as she huffs, glaring up at him defiantly.

Wendy narrows her eyes further and grinds her teeth. "You have no idea what I'm capable of." She folds her arms tighter across her chest. "Just name it, ass face. But don't think you can get away with asking for too much, 'cause I'll find a way to make you regret it." Her voice is dangerously low, betraying just how angry and desperate she really is.

Her eyes widen in panic and her plump lips part slightly. "No! Please!" She winces as she tries to twist her wide hips again but only manages a weak struggle. "Anything, just get me out of here!" Tears begin to well up in her orange eyes, making them glisten with anger and desperation.

"F-fine! You win, you son of a bitch!" She bites back her tears and tries to turn away in anger, but it's hard when he has such a good grip on her ass cheeks. "Just... get me out already." Her voice is shaky, betraying how relieved she really is that he's willing to help. She glares at the floor, unable to meet his gaze.

Her cheeks flush an even deeper red as she feels something press against her backside, and despite herself, her entire body reacts to the contact. She sputters indignantly but can't seem to keep up the anger when his touch feels so good. "Y-you're enjoying this way too much," she mutters through gritted teeth, still refusing to meet his gaze.

"Hey!" she cries out, more in surprise than pain. Her entire body tenses up as he forces himself into her ass; it's uncomfortable and embarrassing, but there's also something... hot about the feeling of him inside her. "You fucking bastard!" she groans, unable to help but rock her hips against him.

Wendy hisses as he begins to thrust into her ass, the sensation both foreign and familiar all at once. "Fine! Fine!" she gasps out between moans, giving in to the pleasure he's giving her. Her wide hips grind against his hands, begging for more contact. Her orange scales begin to stand up on end from embarrassment, but it only serves to heighten the sensation.

Her back arches as he squeezes her breasts, her fingers scrape at the stone floor beneath her, searching for purchase as she loses herself in the sensation of him fucking her ass. Her moans grow louder with each thrust, muffled against the floor as shame and pleasure war within her. "Yes," she whispers desperately, unable to believe how good this feels.

Wendy's entire body tenses up as he strikes her ass cheek and whispers the cruel words, his thrusts growing harder, faster, and deeper inside her. "F-fuck you," she gasps out through clenched teeth, unable to hide the pleasure from her voice. Her hands fumble at the stone floor in an attempt to steady herself, but all she can focus on is the feeling of him filling her up, making her his. Shame burns in her chest as he speaks ill of Princess Peach, but there's something about being used like this that excites her more than she could have ever imagined.

Wendy's body shudders with each forceful thrust as she lets out a hoarse moan, her hips moving faster in reply to his rhythm. "Y-you... fuck," she gasps between breaths, the words strangled by pleasure as he continues to claim her ass. Her hands clutch at the stone floor beneath her, searching for something—anything—to anchor herself to while he uses her body so roughly and pleasantly. She arches her back further, pressing her plump bottom higher into his waiting hands and begging him not to stop. "Hnf... fuck..." she whispers as he slams into her over and over again, each thrust deeper than the last. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her eyes squeezed shut against the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. She's so lost in pleasure that it takes a moment for his

"Y-yeah..." she pants, her voice shaky and desperate as he begins to thrust harder, deeper inside of her. Her body trembles with the force of his movements, but she doesn't want him to stop. He slams into her over and over again, each impact sending shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body. With a soft moan, she arches her back further, offering him more of herself as he takes her roughly. "More..." she whispers brokenly, her fingernails digging into the stone floor beneath her as she tries to hold on through the raging storm of sensation. Her breath hitches in his neck as he presses his lips against her skin there, marking her up with bruises from his rough affection. It only serves to heighten the pleasure for her; Wendy closes her eyes and gives herself over completely to him, letting out a long moan of satisfaction

Wendy's entire body convulses as he thrusts deep inside her one final time, filling her ass with his hot seed. "Hhng!" she moans, arching her back and pressing her bottom harder against his hands in an attempt to draw out every last drop of pleasure from the encounter. The force of his orgasm triggers hers as well, waves of pleasure crashing through her body like a tidal wave. Her legs tremble unsteadily, threatening to give out beneath her, and she can feel herself growing impossibly wetter around him.