"Cross platform gaming, eh Vec?"
"I think you mean cross-game, my good man."
"Eh, whatever."

I kicked back in the heat of the afternoon; a touch sweaty and a little bit hot 'n bothered by the temperature inside Bowser's castle - I mean, the lava was a nice touch, but when it's summer time like it is now, it gets to be a bit much after all.  This'd been my second trip here, and for as much as I heard about this place, the bi lug didn't seem to be up to anything much as of late - no Mario and Luigi and their random compatriots tagging along, jumping on the green-shelled lummox's brainpan over and over again; no massive warring between the two disenfranchised factions; just a quiet summer day.

Of course, I had fantasies about Bowser anyway; I knew he existed in an alternate reality, but I never thought in my lifetime that I'd figure out how to enter it.  And here I was, sharing a man after my own tastes with a Pepsi in one hand and a set of footpaws resting on top of a red-shelled Koopa-footstool's back while basking in the reptilian heat on a couch most likely not big enough for the both of us to chill on.

My pants were strewn on the warm gray stone floor off to the side of the plush leather couch - Bowser never really liked wearing clothes anyway -  and I laid down on my side facing the blue shellivision that was broadcasting some random movie that'd popped up on Netflix.  I didn't really care for it myself; and neither did the big guy nomming rather loudly on a chocolate bar half melted into his talons.

I'd only been there a week or so - but it really didn't matter, seeing as how he'd pretty much taken a liking to me anyway.  I dunno if it was me or what I liked to do; this overly buffed dragon-turtle really was bad at showing what he keeps people around him for, apart from the fact that he  was rather… bisexual.  I wouldn't have given it another thought, though… with as many times as he's gotten the Princess in here compared to all the dicks I've seen around this place I'd be hard-pressed to say otherwise.

"Vec, gimme another sodee."
"'kay~"

I don't think hesitation would've gotten me anywhere with this guy; but hell if I didn't seem enticing to him anyway.  As soon as I got up off the semi-sticky couch, his paw took no pause to give my taut, feral rear end a hard *THWAP!* that resounded through the large living space he owned.

I'd only had a couple encounters with the turtle this way, but I'm a slut; you know that.  I wiggled my buttocks as they turned a slight shade of blush while sauntering towards the kitchen - which frankly was more of a cave than an actual place where you cook food.  I mean, he had electricity running through the place; a refridgrator about as big as I was sat in the corner; a stove and a large stone counter ran in a semicircle on the outside of the room.  Pretty simplistic, but I didn't really question it; the first time I poofed here it was when Bowser was on the john… meh, either way he was gonna get me in the tub with him again.

I returned after about a minute or so, hips shaking from side to side with big, lumbering steps that pressed into the hardened earth underneath; colas in hand with a big naughty grin on the Koopa's mug awaiting my return. I could see his limp dick kinda wanting to get up, but I decided to tease him a little bit by not doing anything at all - it was those spontaneous moments of action that seemed to arouse him, especially when it involved the more dirtier side of the sexual spectrum…

I flicked the channel to something local - Bowser loved me also for the fact that I hooked his box up to rip off real-world satellite television.  A fire had broken out in one of the nearby towns, to which Bowser couldn't help but begin laughing rather hard at the story.  He belched flame as well while trying to compose himself.

"Heh.  I guess they don't need me to fuck up their shit after all.", he said rather jokingly as he let out a rather lazy fart into the back of the couch.

"Well, they're clumsy oaves, I'm pretty sure… at least when I was playin' as one.", I retorted before giving the air a light sniff.

"You mean the Princess's aide Toad, or just Toads in general?  If it's the latter, then just forget it - he's no threat, if he even falls into positives…"

"Heh, I guess you're right~ Besides; you got an army of Koopas and Goombas and tons of other shit to keep ya company when the Princess is gone."

Bowser turned towards me and grinned rather deviously.

"Oh, that bitch… heh, most of the time I just have  a Goomba keep her slutty ass content - she's REAL easy to please."

He took a pause, sipped his cola, and then put most of his weight on my stomach, pinning me on my back against the couch.  My spines pressed into the leather, bending slowly as his foul-smelling breath wafted into my nostrils.

"Nah, it's when I come across a real twinkie like yerself Vec… that's when I get really into the action." He grinned wider still, forcing his crotch up against my exposed butthole.

"Heh, I guess you don't get that too often then, eh?"

"Is why I get so anxious to keep yeh around for a spell.  I might be buff, horny and secretly gentle… but I need someone t'equal mehself out.  And even though I'm still the raunchiest of the raunchy here… there's some things I can't touch just yet, like bringin' other nasty folks like yeh to 'party'." 

He gave a sly little wink, then leaned into my face and parted my lips, moaning down my throat as his crotch continued to get harder still, reaching a foot of uncut turtle meat, springy and rather thick as well that smushed its way up towards my reptilian cunt.  The big lug's breath started to get me a little bothered by the stench as well, to which my dick reacted also; its feral length pressing slowly up against Bowser's stomach, smearing stinky, sticky and sour ooze on the plated turtle's belly.  We had to have held like that for a good ten minutes, slowly getting more and more aroused by each other; each tongue-lash that our pink muscles flexed against each other; every bumpy ridge on a taste bud that we gave to each other really got us both rather aroused by the time we'd broken faces, saliva dripping from his big, fat lips to my own.

"Heh.  Bathroom, now."
"With pleasure, your Rancidness~"

I gave him a sly wink as he hopped off of me and stood up, only to receive one back as he lifted his left leg, raising that fat, short tail to show me his butthole squished between two bubbly folds of muscle, and let one rip right down into my nose, forcing my eyes shut and making me cough rather loudly since I wasn't expecting it.

"At least you catch on real fast, Vec… carry me."

Soon after that, I hopped off the couch and stared at the Koopa's boner for a second before crouching and letting him piggyback onto me, which in of itself was a task - he had at least two hundred pounds on top of my own weight… fortunately his personal bathroom was only three flights of stairs up the spiral case to the right of his living room.

A circular tub lay in the middle of the room, a somewhat large throne towards the back of the rectangular area; a sink, a linen closet, and a shower stall completed the room's fixture.  The floor was tiled white - but for the most part it was stained an off-yellowish glaze, and was slightly slippery in addition to it stinking a tad.

"Deheh, you always gotta go straight for the kinky shit first…"
"Vec, you know me by now - the kinky shit - ESPECIALLY the shit is what I like~  And you like it too, don't cha; yah dirty Tyran?"
"Why yes, actually.  How'd you guess?" 

I stuck out my tongue as I hefted him down; the back of my neck smelling like nuts and boner now.    Shaking off the fatigue, we strutted into the room; the circle tub in the center bubbling with red magma - Bowser sure as hell loves his molten earth.  I shut the door to let the heat build in the room, locked it, then swished my tail at the other reptilian as he dipped his foot into the deep pit of hot liquid, soon after dropping himself with a heated splash into the pit of fluid.  I followed soon after, albeit slower than he could - his muscular, tempered body must've been stronger than me havin' a base resistance to Fire effects anyway.

"Hehehe, poor Tyran's got a pussybutt."
"I do not! -- wait, prolapse is kinda a pussy…" 

I blushed as the Koopa drew me close and pushed in on my gut, making bubbles rise out of the already boiling lava pool; except these ones stunk up the room instead.  Bowser just laughed and sniffed deep, his boner throbbing harshly against the outside of my tailring.  The foreskinned flesh of his dong teased at my butthole, making me blush harder and twitch my toes halfway in anticipation and halfway from the lava tingling against my hard-on.

I let my tongue loll out a little bit as my eyes closed; my butt twitching a bit as I farted over the Koopadong pushing up through my dirty sphincter, encasing itself within my bowels.  Moaning softly and beginning to squirm a bit, I let the tough-looking dragon have his way with my backside, feeling my legs release the tension in them; spines flattening and tail poking upward as his large spherical orbs embraced against my taint.  We sat like that for a few seconds before his testicles began to bounce against my gooch, the dirty poop inside of my rectum getting a thorough plunging as little chunks of dinosaur crap began to float upward; hard, smelly chocolate getting shoved backwards as the Koopa began to fuck my dirty rear end.

"Mmmh… if you didn't already know Stockpile I'd have to force you to learn how to do so my way, Vec…" said the turtle as he bounced my slutty anus against his crotch, whispering at my ear.

"Ngh, s'not my fault… I just like pewpin' for hours on endmmmargh~"

My voice trailed off as I clenched hard on that fat dick in my butt; a stream of urine squeezing out of the turtle and shooting hotly into my rear, churning up the mess inside even further still.  His foreskin had to have been filled with my chunky poop by then; I could feel his dick's surface growing lumpier as chunks stuck inside of the dragon's creamy shaft.  He chewed on my neck a little bit; teeth digging into my dirty shell as he moved his paws to my butt, spreading it wider and pumping himself inside of my ass even harder still.

"Grrrhhg… I'ma jizz if you keep this shit up…" 
"Good boy." I teased him with another wet shitty fart, to which his cock twitched pleasingly. "You go on and bust a nut inside of yer little twinkyTyran~"

That must've set him off early, because soon after I felt my rear end grow wider, his seed slowly fertilizing my soil in thick globs of fresh sperm, filling out any crack or crevice it could find to fit into.  The Koopa had to have gone on for a good thirty seconds before his quick, deep thrusts slowed to a long, lengthy stride before lifting me off his limpening member.

"Mmmh. You make for a great fuck toy, Vec."
"I aim to please~"
"Good, 'cause I still gotta poop myself."

Bowser twitched a second and slowly reached down with his foot, letting the lava flow through a drainage chute downwards into a holding tank of some sort.  He closed the plug again, leaving the two of us dripping wet and steaming rather heatedly against the lava that still clung to our skins.  He sunk down to sit against the inner wall of the ledge we were sitting on, and I followed soon after, grinning and rubbing his slowly hardening stomach.

"Heh, you remember that time that Fawful guy let me inhale shit, and I got to eat alllll that delicious food?"
"Yeah, I do; why?"
"I played the glutton again."

His stomach rumbled loudly at my paw, to which he grinned and looked up past those flared nostrils, before belching rather loudly in my face.

"It should be done stewin' by now…"

With that, the Koopa got up again and shoved me into the wall, taking a straddle over top of my form and pulling his butt lower and lower until it was flat against my face, leaning up against the wall with his feet at either side of my frame.

"Mmmmh… good thing you've got all these titles you can live up to, your Foulness…" I winked behind the turtle as he began to push out a foul gas cloud right into my gullet.

"That, and I've got such a slutty beast to assert such titles upon." He snickered loudly and pushed again, wiggling his butthole over my nose.

Soon after, I heard his internal workings begin to pulsate and throb and make all manner of internal sounds before a blunted head of turtle dung pushed against my lips, forcing them open and causing me to begin chewing at it.  Bitter was all that rushed through my brain as it slowly pushed from the Koopa's rather large anus - the lumpy feces poured out slow, allowing me enough time to chomp down a mouthful before sucking again to get yet another.

"Dah, chicken." I said as I took a breath, much to the Koopa's delight as a break in his coil gave me some time to breath both oxygen and methane.

I returned for another mawload as I pressed down on my stomach, feeling the warmth press up against my paw and warm it as well.  Each turd that slid out of Bowser's thick pucker gave my boner the time of its life; twitching and prejizzing all over itself so much so that the pressure caused myself the trouble of farting upward at my 'captor'.  Of course, he approved so much that he decided to press in on my gut, making me stop chowing out of his ass to take a shower in it instead.  The lumpy dung poured from his rear end now, coiling up on my head and flopping to the sides of the pool, in addition to the crap that began to push from my own rectum as well.  I tapped the beast's rear end, then tugged at his paw to get him to lay down again.  Effectively in a sixty-nine now, the pool began to fill rather quickly as both monsterous poopers pushed hard, covering one another - although I got it a lot more than he did - in gloppy, chunky poop.

His coiled up shit began to cover my head within a few minutes, so I decided to roll to the side to get up and tackle the dragon into the crap pile.  Bowser snickered and caught me mid-flight, then pushed me back to stand fully upright, only to rub his dick against my own whilst continuing to pump out log after disgusting log of shit into the pool; drawing me back into a shitty kiss yet again.  All I could do was moan from the excitement; his tongue scooping some of the crap in my mouth outward into his own and tasting it.  Distinctly, dark brown and brown turds and coils began to build up within the circle, my thighs and his waist starting to cover up with pure feces.  The stench that arose was nigh unbearable, but I loved it; he loved it, and I was pretty sure we'd be pooping for a couple hours.

By the time we'd crapped enough to fill the entire pool, it was nighttime; and the moon shone through the window above his toilet.  Only our heads stuck through the pile of shit, and I still felt at least half full - I couldn't tell you how much more crap Bowser had inside of him; though it was damn sure a lot!  I'd jizzed far before that, since all that was left was to basically float around, pooping away at the crap caked between both naughty butts that waded around in the pool of poo.

"Heheh, dirty slut."
"Only when yer around, Bowser."

I gave him one more smooch, then proceeded to lather up the side of his face in murky shit, grinding up against him while basking in the nighttime light.