Cleaned up once again after the latest sexual frenzy, it finally felt like my mind was clear for the first time since waking up in Bowser’s castle. Sure, I was still hard as a rock, but that fact really wasn’t hindering my thought processes so much any more. Climbing back into my new cloud, I turned once more to the two Troopas who had helped me get settled in, in more ways than one.

“Thank you both, for everything.”

“And thank you for letting us stuff you from both ends,” one of them smirked.

I blushed a little. “Will... Will I ever see you two again? I kinda feel bad about just fucking and leaving like this.”

“Well then, it’s a good thing you did absolutely none of the fucking!” The two chuckled, leaving me to blush once more.

“Guys, I’m serious... There are so many Troopas out there; how will I know if I’m seeing you again, even?”

“Why is it so important to you?”

I looked down in thought. Why was it so important to me? I’d just been the middle of a completely homosexual threesome with these two; this wasn’t something the old me would ever want to remember. Still, there was that desire in my chest, and I had to admit, it had been great. “I-- I guess... it’s something of a human thing. I mean, if nothing else, you two broke me in, you know?”

The less talkative one sighed. “We in the Koopa Troop are generally quite promiscuous; it’s not common at all to care that much about who we’ve had sex with, mostly because we all know these acts of sex are pretty meaningless when we’re all thinking of... of Him. Perhaps you’ll feel that way eventually, once you’ve... grown into it.” He smirked again playfully. “Still, I do understand your sentiment a little bit. Tell you what – you’ll know who we are by our scents, easily. You may not realize it just yet, but each of us smells pretty distinctive, even though that scent is heavily male.”

I nodded, smiling; it felt like a great weight had been lifted off my chest. “Thank you. At least that way, if we ever do meet again, I’ll know.”

The other grinned. “Yep! Don’t be afraid to proposition us when we do.”

My own grin widened. “Believe me, I won’t.”

We said our final goodbyes, and I flew off, no real destination in mind. I knew that wherever I went, I’d be able to make my King proud. Still, as I left the Valley of Bowser and began flying over the expansive stretch of ocean towards my unknown destination, I felt a kind of longing. While I knew I would be doing what He wanted, I realized I really didn’t want to leave His side. I felt almost lonely, soaring over the deep blue waters.

It was very shortly after I finished organizing these thoughts when I felt something hit my foot. Honestly, as this was my first time doing anything even remotely like this, my first instinct was that I’d hit a bird or something, looking down behind me for a sign of any such thing. Naturally, this ruled out the possibility of flying Cheep-Cheeps as well. Of course, this brought me to the next most obvious conclusion, and I looked down at my feet. Sure enough, I wasn’t alone anymore.

I practically leaped out of the cloud in surprise, managing to keep myself at least on its edge with the undesirable thought of plummeting to the sea below. What had hit my foot was a little smaller than myself overall, but a deep red and covered in spikes. I hadn’t expected it, but as I calmed myself down, I realized that I really should have – it was a Spiny.

“Geez, you scared the hell out of me!” I climbed back down into the cloud, brushing myself off. “Wait, where the hell did you come from? How’d you get in here?”

“Easy there, man; I don’t know what yo--” He sniffed, then looked up at me. “Wait a minute, I don’t recognize you.”

I shrugged. “I don’t see how you could; I’ve only been a lakitu for the past few hours.”

He nodded, though there was definitely the hint of red on his cheeks. “I see; that’s... not terribly common...” He sniffed again, the creature shuddering in his shell.

“So...” I cocked my head, still staring down at him. “Are you going to answer my questions?”

The Spiny shook his head. “Oh yeah, sorry; see, I’m not entirely clear on the mechanics myself. All I know is, on occasion, one of you guys summons one of us to your cloud, for what-- whatever reason...” He trailed off, his gaze becoming distant.

I recognized that look, but didn’t think it likely to be the same thing – the two Troopas had similar expressions in the castle as we left Bowser’s chamber. “Are you... okay?”

The Spiny swallowed hard, his breath becoming ragged. “F-- Fuck... I-- I don’t know, man...”

Still moderately curious but pretty sure I wasn’t going to get anything else out of this guy, I decided to experiment. I thought hard about having another Spiny here in the cloud with me, concentrating on the fact that it was still feeling pretty roomy. Sure enough, as I opened my eyes, I saw two Spinies below me, the second somewhat more lucid in appearance.

“Whoa, wait, I don’t know you...”

“No, you wouldn’t. I summoned you here because he’s losing it and I want to know why.”

The new Spiny looked to the other, then sniffed the air curiously. “A-- Ahh... yeah, there’s... there’s your problem, right there...” As with the other, a blush crossed this one’s cheeks.

“What do you me-- whoa, wait, what is he...?” The first Spiny was approaching, his tongue hanging from his mouth. Looking at where he had been, my initial suspicions were confirmed – there was a trail of clear, slimy liquid following him. I backed away slowly, not sure what was going on; I’d never encountered Spinies before, and this behavior was beginning to creep me out.

It wasn’t long after that, however, that the other Spiny also began approaching me. Up against the back of the cloud, I could do nothing more than watch as the pair seemed drawn to me, as if in the same trance I’d had when in front of the King. The first finally reached me, and I shook as he began scaling my left leg. “Wh-- What are you...?”

“Guh, s-- so potent...” He pressed his nose right against my balls and inhaled deeply, an intense shudder coursing through his being. I had to admit, the touch of his snout re-ignited some of the desire I’d experienced earlier, my length twitching softly in response. “I-- I need it...”

What happened next caused my eyes to shoot wide-open – the Spiny licked the underside of my scrotum, his tongue staying out as it traveled up the length of my taint, stopping just shy of my tailhole. The pair of us groaned simultaneously, and I blushed as I felt a small spurt of warm fluid against my leg. “I-- I don’t think this is a good id--”

My speech was interrupted by a high-pitched squeak as his tongue swiped right over my pucker. Immediately I felt my face go beet-red, my tail hiking up as I bent over a little instinctively. I couldn’t help myself, I realized; his tongue just felt so great right there, and at that point I definitely needed it just as much as he apparently did. The next lick was much slower, more deliberate, his saliva having time to drip down along my taint, the sensation drawing out a low moan from me.

Of course, with the sudden uninvited attention to my backside, I’d completely forgotten about the other Spiny right up to the point where he, too, drove his nose into my sac, taking in my essence. I bit my lip, going up on my toes and stepping forward just a touch so I could grab the front of the cloud. As I did so, the second Spiny, unlike the first, licked right up the middle of my balls all the way to the tip of my now dripping cock.

All reservations I’d had about this flew out the window as my libido took over once again. The Spiny in front took the tip of my shaft into his maw, slowly slurping at it as the one in back pressed its lips against my anus, pressing his tongue against it and letting it explore. I looked down momentarily to watch and caught a glimpse of something that made my cock jump – the pair beneath me was frotting, grinding their pulsing lengths against each other’s, their pre already making a sticky mess of things.

My hips rolled back and forth of their own accord, first forward into the hungry maw now bobbing on my shaft, then back against the equally-hungry tongue tossing my salad. I panted harshly, my half-lidded eyes still quite glued on their lewdly-buffing groins, their lustful needs straining desperately.

It didn’t take very long for me to begin feeling that familiar welling deep within my loins. My eyes clenched shut, and immediately all I could see was Him. It was His tongue lovingly buffeting my sensitive tailhole, His warm inviting maw wrapped around my aching cock, and it was His beautiful shaft that dangled in front of me, throbbing, drooling, His heaving sac tightening in anticipation as it begged to be kissed again. I couldn’t help myself, leaning forward to give my King what He wanted of me.

Before I could reach it however, I cried out, my own balls drawing up as I came for the third time that day; I thrust forward somewhat roughly, driving my member deep into the Spiny’s throat as my first rope of seed shot hard into him. My anus clenched, and very shortly after that I felt a pair of warm, firm splats against my taint – they were orgasming too, as though mine had somehow triggered theirs.

The three of us humped against each other as we rode out our climaxes in unison. Mine seemed somewhat stronger than the one I’d just experienced, which in the back of my mind seemed rather unusual; that time, I had been taken roughly, fucked from both ends by desperate Troopas, while this time I’d only been pleasured orally by a pair of admittedly pretty-desperate Spinies. Whatever the cause, however, I loved every second, each rope I shot into the one in front’s maw making me beg that there would be another following shortly behind.

Of course, eventually our orgasms waned, my body quickly returning to a state of blissful afterglow; I blushed hard as I felt the results of their combined eruptions dripping down my scrotum, making me wiggle. We lay soaking in our collective pleasure for a few moments; the one in back, however, broke the silence.

“Oh man, sire, please... please, again...”

I looked down at the pair of them, panting somewhat weakly myself; their faces were still expressions of deep desire, their cocks already drooling profusely once more. Who was I to deny them their needs?