0 comments/ 110651 views/ 12 favorites Princess Peach's Story By: CuriousLittleBird This is a more experimental story I've been developing for several years. It's based on my love of Nintendo video games, and features my favorite character in the Mario games, which is Princess Peach. I always thought it would be interesting to imagine the Princess being captured and taken by the evil King Bowser, and so this is what has formed from that idea. It's told from her point of view, and therefore it is quite an appeal to the senses. Enjoy! Chapter One: The Alarm Sounds The castle phone rung insistently in my chamber as I focused on my chess game. "Would somebody mind answering that, 'cause I'm kind of busy!" I called out to anyone within earshot. Finally my husband Mario picked up the phone in the hallway. "Hello?" His face darkened as he listened to the fast-chattering person on the other end. After a long silence on his part, he said, "All right. I'll be there as soon as I can. Lock every gate to the kingdom, get rid of every enemy inside the walls and post warriors on the tops of the walls to fend off the others from getting inside. That should do until my troops and I can get there." He hung up the phone quickly and came into the room. "Peach, there's been a slight change of plans." "So I heard," I said, getting up from my game. "I heard you talking about what sounded like battle plans and troops. What's going on?" "Well, there's a distant kingdom called Flower Kingdom," Mario said, his voice level. "Have you noticed, by the way, that Bowser has not attacked us recently?" "Yes, I had noted the pleasant change," I said facetiously. "Well," Mario said, his voice serious with an edge of worry, "he's there at Flower Kingdom attacking the entire kingdom. His forces have already penetrated their defenses and swarmed the kingdom. All attempts to battle them have failed. I need to prepare for at least a two-week trip over there. Would you mind calling around to some of my friends and tell them I will need their aid? I need to leave ASAP; it sounds like the Flower Kingdom is in great peril." So while Mario packed food and clothing for his journey, I called all his buddies from all his previous adventures. Also on my list to call was Yoshi Village, down in the islands of Mushroom Kingdom. I asked that seven Yoshis be prepared to fly Mario and his troops over to Flower Kingdom, and they graciously agreed to send all seven of them right away. Once they had all gathered and the Yoshis were ready to fly, I kissed Mario goodbye. "Please come back safely," I pleaded softly, as only a wife could. "You've got a lot of work and trouble ahead---" "Don't remind me!" he exclaimed jokingly. His friends all laughed. "I think we can whoop some Koopa butt if we but try." With that, he and his friends all hopped on their Yoshis and flew off, silhouetted by the sunset light. Chapter Two: The Call To Action Night fell and morning came without much ado, and I expected a call from Mario at any time. But as afternoon flowed over the kingdom and night followed it, I grew worried; Mario usually called me within six hours of landing. I started to fear, at that time with ungrounded worry, that he had been captured. But the confirmation of my fears would arrive soon. The next morning, there came a Koopa messenger at the door. One of my guards almost didn't let him in, screaming instead, "We don't want you here, you traitor!" But I bid him come in, and he unrolled a piece of paper from his shell. "Mario has been taken prisoner of Wendy Koopa. She---" I grabbed him by the shell and held him suspended. "Who in the world is Wendy Koopa?" "Bowser's daughter!" cried the little messenger. "Don't kill me, please! I'm only a messenger!" At this, realizing my cruelty, I set him down. "I can g--give you information, Princess," he stuttered nervously. "I wasn't even supposed to come here, but I disobeyed direct orders to come and tell you. I am willing to help you, Princess. This time, I think Bowser has gone too far, and does not deserve my help in his 'cause' anymore." I softened visibly, and said graciously, "Well, thank you for volunteering your services. What is your name?" "I go by Cal." "Well, then, Cal, I welcome you into the Mushroom Army. Now what can you tell us?" Cal went on to spin a story of elaborate deception and plans for ultimate victory. "Wendy is Bowser's sixth child, and the only daughter. All his sons have been defeated by Mario, and Bowser has since condemned them all to prison. This I know from being close to Bowser; I had been one of his trusted advisors until a few months ago. They probably don't even miss me." He laughed without mirth, and with a touch of bitterness. "After I started showing sympathy to you and Mario, they started to ostracize me; a party here, a meeting there. Soon, I was demoted publicly to nothing more than a messenger boy." I nodded my head in sympathy. "I'm so sorry that happened to you." Truly, this was my first meeting with an honest member of Bowser's group. "And there's more, fair Princess. Bowser chose Wendy to help operate his plan. His plan, to be more precise, is this: to get Mario away from you, which would leave you unprotected, and then swoop in and claim you. I need not go into the details...they are rather diabolical, and you can probably extrapolate in your mind what would happen to you once he would capture you." I shuddered. "God." "I know," he said softly, his tone of voice conveying empathy. "I know that Bowser also plans for Wendy to tempt Mario into infidelity to you. That would cause a rift between you and Mario, and there he has another advantage." "I know Mario, and he would never betray my trust," I said, my heart admittedly swelling a bit with pride. He did love me very much, after all. "Well, Wendy has grown up quite a bit, and she has made herself over into a beauty...but her heart and soul are so shadowed with greed and lust and her past crimes." He leaned in. "Flower Kingdom is the code name for the army base in which Bowser has five thousand Koopa troops stationed. I was the one commanded to make the 'distress call', Princess. I was threatened with torture and slow death if I did not; God forgive me for instigating a most evil and reprehensible plot." He let his head fall into his hands, and his strong facade dissolved into quiet sobs. I patted his shoulder softly in friendship. "I forgive you. Lord knows, I know what it's like to be commanded to do something and you don't want to do it. Bowser asks me every time he captures me to have sex with him, and I never have and never will." "He's told us all what he plans to do to you when he captures you this time...in graphic detail," Cal said, his face twisted into an expression of disgust. "He almost made me retch with all those horrible things he planned..." "Like what?" I asked out of curiosity. "He has demented fantasies, Princess. He is so hungry for more power, and that's psychologically the reason why he has a virgin fantasy." "Virgin fantasy?" I asked. "The male fantasy of being a woman's first. He told us all that he was going to love hearing you scream when you lose your virginity to him. I couldn't bear to think about it myself." Cal whispered the last part, as if he feared Bowser's volatile wrath even then. "Fucking bastard," I said, balling up my fists. I couldn't help but say such things; Bowser deserved no less for his conduct and actions. "I know, and that's why I'm willing to help you," Cal said optimistically. "I'll show you the way to Flower Kingdom and even help you fight him. I do not want to be associated with that excuse of a being anymore." "When should we set out?" I asked Cal. "Wait, Princess...I must tell you. Bowser has also said that this time you will not escape his castle before he deflowers you. If you ever find yourself with your life balanced against your purity, remember: Is dying a virgin and a martyr better than living a nonvirgin and a hero?" I cocked my head in thought. "You have a point there, Cal." "Also, I'd say we better head out quickly." He checked his watch. "If Bowser's plan is going as scheduled, right now Mario is being led to Wendy's chamber to be seduced." "Well, shit, I better get my little white ass over there, then!" I scrambled for my luggage and packed what I needed. As I packed a change of dress and my necessary toiletries, something glittering in the back of my wardrobe caught my eye. "Hey! I exclaimed, drawing out the item carefully. "What is it?" Cal asked, coming over to me. "My armor dress! I might need this!" I held the blue glittery dress up to the light. Cal looked questioningly at the brightly shining fabric. "What does it do, Princess?" "It defends the wearer against all magic attacks." I had acquired it long ago when I had accompanied Mario on one of his many adventures. "Well, then, you'll certainly need that," Cal reassured me. "Magikoopas from all over the known world have been trained to fight in Bowser's army." I packed the armor dress carefully and then shouldered my bag. "Are we ready to go?" "Yup," Cal said brightly. "A Yoshi arrived just a few minutes ago, ready to take you on to Flower Kingdom." "All right," I said, heading for the door. "Wait, Princess!" Cal called as I opened the door. "Would you mind if I accompanied you? I have valuable information and maps to the area, and plus, another person is always good to have around in case one of us gets injured." I thought, then nodded. "Certainly. I can also use the companionship." And so Cal and I departed on Yoshi for Flower Kingdom. Chapter Three: The Rescue Attempt We flew over sandy orange deserts and steamy, thick green jungles for what seemed like ages, then came upon a gray, rocky terrain that stretched for miles in the distance. "This is it, Princess. We need to land here." "This is Flower Kingdom?" I asked dubiously. "I don't see any damn flowers...or any plants at all, for that matter." "Remember, it's a code name," Cal said. "Well, it's a pretty good code. Nobody'd ever guess this hellhole was Flower Kingdom," I said scornfully. "Couldn't have said it better myself," Cal said. He pointed ahead to a castle gate about a half-mile away. "There is the gate to Flower Kingdom. Mario is held inside. At this point---" he checked his watch---"he should be returning to his cell if he did not succumb to Wendy. If he did...well, he would still be there," he said with a wry chuckle. I stared straight ahead and gritted my teeth. "I didn't mean to upset you, Princess," Cal said appeasingly. "I was only making a joke." I know," I said softly. "It just pisses me off that Bowser would stoop to this stupid shit to try to get me in bed. I mean, God, he's fucked with my life enough; does he have to fuck me too?" I gave forth a mirthless laugh. Cal roared. "For a proper princess, you sure have a mouth when it comes to Bowser!" "I always tell everyone in Mushroom Kingdom that I am one of them, and I don't hold myself above them, not even in language," I said, feeling oddly giddy. "One time I cussed out Bowser right in the court square; I think my exact words were 'I'll never fuck you, you motherfucking shitty-assed fuckerhead!' Now, take into account that I was extremely pissed when I said it. I just hate him so much...oooh. He really pisses me off." "I can tell!" Cal said, doubling over as he walked. Then he raised his head. "Hey...Princess, we're here!" In my storytelling, I had traversed the whole of the half-mile, and we were now at the gates of Flower Kingdom. I pushed at the gate, and it swung as if powered by a motor. I looked at Cal. "Should I go in?" "If you want to save Mario...yes," Cal said decisively. And so I took the first step beyond the gate's boundary and traveled up the narrow winding path to the actual castle. As I reached the grand tall doors of the castle, I suddenly heard a booming noise. I put my ear to the door and realized that it was actually Bowser's voice booming so. I gasped. "Bowser's in there! He's yelling at someone; God knows who." "Knock," Cal said. "If Bowser is talking to Mario, Mario may not be long for this world if you don't do something." "Oh my God," I stuttered out quietly as I fearfully knocked. "Enter!" cried Bowser, and at his voice both doors swung inward. The entire court present gasped. "Ah...! Our guest of honor is here! Behold, ladies and gentlemen, the fair...very fair, I should say, Princess of Mushroom Kingdom!" Bowser called from the back of the room. He was seated on a grand golden throne, which stretched to the ceiling and had an equally grand set of stairs descending from the seat upon which Bowser sat. Bowser looked straight at me. "I take it you have come to save your poor loving husband Mario, have you not?" "Let him go, Bowser," I said commandingly, the fear and tremors of my body gone. "Oh? You want me to let him go, do you?" he said tauntingly. Then he gestured to the right-hand entrance to the hall. "All right, Koopas, bring our prisoner of war out!" Two armor-clad Koopas came in from the right entrance to the room, carrying Mario's limp form between them. His soulful eyes were closed and his face was pale as porcelain. "Oh my God! You tyrant, what have you done?!" I screamed, running over to Mario. The two Koopas wisely got out of the way, and I held Mario's hands in mine. "Ah, don't worry yourself, Princess; he's drugged," Bowser said with a laugh. "That was his punishment for not showing my daughter a good time." Mario waked a bit, and his eyes were slits as he looked at Bowser. "I was not about to betray my wife," he said sluggishly, but with plentiful anger backing up his voice. "How faithful of you, Mario. I suppose you're saving yourself for her as well?" The court looked around at him, some of the men jeering a bit. "So what if I am? I was raised right, you idiot," he said forcefully, trying unsuccessfully to stand. "I don't give a damn who knows the fact that I am a virgin as much as the Princess is." Quiet snickers and comments filled the room. "I wonder," Bowser said thoughtfully, descending from his throne, "why the Princess would not choose an obvious man such as me, but instead go for a creature that couldn't even get any before he was married?" Masculine laughter accompanied his statement. "It's not the sexual experience, it's the character of the man that matters to me," I said flatly. "I'm not about to marry a man who concentrates on being a woman's first and not giving a damn about her in every other way." "Ooh, she got you, Bow-Bow," jeered a large Koopa seated near Bowser. Bowser looked at him fiercely, and his laughter abruptly ceased. "Princess...I hope you know that I will not let you leave this castle until I deflower you. If you resist me, I will make it more painful for you when at last I am inside you." My cheeks automatically flushed at his rather pornographic statement. "You see!" Bowser cried triumphantly. "She blushes at my remarks! She knows she has dreamed of me often!" "Aw, shut up, you arrogant son of a bitch," I muttered. The court quieted at my bitter words. "Oh, you think you can rough me up with your fake tough talk?" Bowser said, striding over to me. Mario immediately darted in front of me. "Leave her alone, Bowser. Just accept that she and I are married! I mean, damn, you've tried to have sex with her, what, a billion times? She's said no every single time. What will get it through your head that she wants you to leave her alone?" "Little man, your mouth will get you into so much trouble..." Bowser seethed quietly. He pushed Mario casually aside and stared down at me, his breath coming harder and faster. "So how 'bout it, Princess? I'd love for you to take this hot rod for a ride." All the court laughed at his remark. I stared up into his face, and into his eyes fiercely. "I will have sex with you..." Everyone, including Mario, gasped. "...when hell freezes over and you are down there freezing your balls off," I finished firmly. The court erupted into mocking laughter. Mario doubled over, and Bowser snorted. "You think you're so damn funny, Princess. Well, it won't be funny when I push you down, strip you naked, and take your virginity with one thrust." My mouth dropped in shock. The room fell silent. "You'll see, Princess. You may have entered this castle a virgin, but I'll take you on your maiden voyage before you leave here." He turned sharply on one heel and exited the room. Chapter Four: Trapped Within Slowly, the room began to empty, and I was left with Mario. "Oh my God, Mario, I was so scared for you," I said, collapsing on his neck and letting loose the emotion that had built up. He hugged me gently and patted my back. "It's fine, Princess. I'm here." He and I hugged for a long time, then, finally, he asked, "How did you know the way here?" "A Koopa messenger came to the castle and came with me. He showed me the way here." I looked around. "Hey, he's not here." "Hmm. Must have left after the party," Mario said. "Come on, Princess, let's bust this popsicle stand." "Yeah, let's," I said, and we headed for the door. Suddenly I gasped. Cal stood in front of the door, blocking our way, and a fleet of armed Koopas surrounded him, ready to attack. "I'm sorry, Princess. I really wish I hadn't been commanded to lead you here and keep you prisoner. But I was, and I intend to do my job well." "Cal!" I gasped. "I trusted you! Why would you do this to me?" "You trust too easily, fair Princess. I know why Bowser wants you now. You are so naive and innocent, so trusting and pure." He motioned to the Koopas, and they began to step slowly and threateningly towards us. "I will enjoy watching you when he pierces you at long last, Princess." With an attack cry Cal and the fleet of Koopas flew toward us. I ducked the two that came at me, then attacked some from behind. I grabbed one and made work of it, then threw its shell at a line of other Koopas, knocking them all out permanently. At last, between Mario's and my work, Cal was the only one left. "This is for your treachery to me, though you don't deserve to die this honorably." I hurled my bag at him, and he fell to the ground, unconscious. Suddenly I heard applause behind me. "Nice work, Princess," I heard Bowser say. "You can kick some tail. I like that in a woman." He snapped his fingers, and a fleet of MagiKoopas appeared behind him. "Go get her and bring her to me," Bowser commanded. "I want her bad." All the MagiKoopas swiftly flung their magic attacks at us, and the magic hurt worse than the Koopa shells. Just as I thought I couldn't take any more, out of the corner of my eye I saw something glittering; my bag was open, and my armor dress was in plain sight. "Mario! Look! I have my armor dress!" I dodged the oncoming magic attacks, grabbed it, and slid it on over my normal dress. Then I strode back through the battlefield and stood in front of Mario, all the magic attacks bouncing off of me. "You didn't think I was this resourceful, did you, Asshole?" I cried over the ruckus. Bowser gritted his teeth. "MagiKoopas, cease attacks," he said quietly. The MagiKoopas stepped back and disappeared. Then he came toward us, his footsteps thundering and slightly shaking the floor. "You may have made yourself invulnerable to magic attacks, but your body is weak to physical attacks." He swiped at me, but I dodged it. "You piece of shit!" I cried. "Why do you want to kill the person that you want to fuck? You damn idiot, you can't even keep your own goals straight!" Bowser backed off, and Mario called, "She's tougher in character than you'll ever be, you spiny excuse for a being!" Princess Peach's Story "You think so?" Bowser asked. "MagiKoopas!" Three MagiKoopas appeared. "Why don't you fasten Mario to one of the walls so he can have a front-row seat?" All three flung their strongest attacks at Mario, and he was pushed to the wall, then lifted up until he was fastened by magical nets on the middle of the wall. "Mario!" I cried, turning my attention to my beloved. "He can't free himself," Bowser called triumphantly. "Now, Princess, watch this." A trap door in the middle of the room opened, and a giant bed rose from it. "Because of your resistance to me, you will be deflowered before an audience, including your loving husband." He turned his head from me and called to the door, "Bring them in. The show's about to start." Chapter Five: Peach's Sensual Awakening As Bowser pushed me on the bed and held me there, the entire court walked in and immediately fastened their attention on me. They sat around the bed in concentric circles, but kept a safe distance from the bed. "Let me go!" I cried, but his hands held me fast to the bed. "Oh, no, Princess...I'm not letting you go. You will succumb to me, and I will be the one who takes your virginity." Cheers, more masculine than feminine, rose up from the crowd, and intensified as he began to strip me. He flung off both of my dresses, then took off my bra and underwear so that I was naked. Then he held me up to the crowd. "See how beautiful she is! ...I bet even Mario has not seen her like this." He lifted his head and looked at Mario, high up on the wall. "Take your last look at your virgin wife, Mario. She will not be for much longer!" He got on top of me and slid his hand between my legs, but I fought his efforts to part my thighs, pinching his hand between them. "Ow, bitch!" he cried, withdrawing his hand in pain. I looked up and saw Mario cheering for me. As I smiled up at him, Bowser took the advantage and used both hands to spread my legs wide. The crowd erupted in cheers as he situated himself between my legs, and admittedly, a look of fear passed over Mario's and my face. I felt him rub his penis between my legs, rubbing against my clitoris hard, and the sensation was so great it almost overcame my fear. Cries of "Get her, Bowser!" resounded throughout the crowd, and I looked out helplessly at the sea of faces, which offered no help and no kindness to me. Bowser raised his head and again looked at Mario. "Well, does the loving husband have anything to say before I finally pierce the Princess?" "Only one thing, and it's meant for Peach." Mario and I locked eyes, and he spoke. "Peach, if Bowser takes the advantage and you are no longer a virgin, I will not hold it against you. The fact that you have held him off this long shows what a wonderful and dedicated woman I married. I know that you want to save yourself for me, and I'm doing the same for you. But I would rather have my wife alive and not a virgin than my wife six feet under and a virgin. You're far too important to me to put your sexual experience over your life." The crowd gave a mocking sigh, and Bowser scoffed. "Well, isn't that sweet, Princess? Your husband even gives you the green light! You know I am meant to be your first." He breathed down my neck, and I felt him rear back. "Enjoy your last seconds as a virgin, Princess!" he cried, and he thrust forward. "Huh?" Bowser cried. The crowd gasped. "Princess, what---" Then he looked down. "You bitch, you dodged me!" he cried angrily. "I'll teach you!" The crowd started to yell and cheer again as he grabbed my hips painfully, pulled me onto his lap and held me there. "Now you cannot slide back out of my way," he said maddeningly. "Now, Princess, get ready, because I will rock your world when I am inside you at last." Then he thrust forward. "What the hell---" Bowser asked, sputtering in disbelief. "She---she---damn, she's so tight I can't get in!" The crowd started to jeer, this time at Bowser. "Ha ha ha..." roared a dumb-looking Koopa on the front row. "He can't get in her, ah-ha ha ha..." "Shut the fuck up, all of you!" Bowser roared loudly. I grinned up at him. "Stupid fucker. I guess I have the advantage now." He growled angrily, then tried to thrust again. I could feel his penis rubbing against me, but he failed to penetrate me. "You bitch, what the hell are you trying to do to me?" he growled softly. "You're wrecking my rep!" "It's only what you're trying to do to me, Bowser," I said diplomatically. "You're trying to tarnish my good reputation by piercing me." "Ha ha ha! He still can't get in her!" cried a few young male Koopas a few rows back. "What's the matter, Bowser? Can't get it up?" cried a group of females. He shook his fist at them angrily. "Shut the hell up, you fuckers!" he yelled. He turned around to yell at the crowd, and when he did he loosened his grip on my hips. I took the advantage, wriggled out of his grasp and ran like hell towards the door. "Hey, there she goes, Bowser!" cried a bunch of Koopas as I bounded toward the exit. I heard and felt Bowser's thundering footsteps, and I turned around only to be picked up and carried back to the bed. I looked up at Mario, and he was laughing uncontrollably at Bowser. "You think this is so funny, Mario?!" Bowser called up to him. Through his laughter, Mario replied. "I knew she would never let you inside her, consciously or subconsciously. Way to go, Peach!" "I'll fix that," Bowser muttered, and he flung me on the bed. Then he spread my legs again. "I'll just loosen you up." With that, I felt his cold claw slide inside me easily. I gasped at the new feeling, and he grinned. "Did it hurt, Princess?" Bowser asked tauntingly as he pushed his claw further inside. "No...actually, it didn't," I said honestly. "Damn, " he muttered, and he withdrew his claw. Then he stopped short. "I have an idea," he said firmly, and the crowd shut up. "Feel this, Princess?" He traced down the inside of my thigh with his claw gently. "I bet it feels really good." He reached up and fondled my left breast with his other hand. To my surprise, I could feel my clitoris start to throb, deliberately and slowly. My arousal relaxed me a bit, and he knew it. "I knew I could do it for you if you let me, Princess," he said. "I can tell you're getting there. You're all wet for me." "I'll never be wet for you, you son of a bitch," I growled low in my throat. "Ah, but you are, Princess," he said cajolingly. "Your body is responding to me and my touches. You want me inside you so badly you can't stand it." "Never!" I cried, louder this time. "I am the first man to arouse you so much, am I not?" "No!" I yelled in frustration. "You keep denying it, but I am," Bowser said cajolingly as he again moved and settled on top of me. "You want me, Princess. Lie back and let me give you pleasure." "No!" I fought against him fiercely and did not let him touch me. After a few heated minutes of fighting, he threw up his hands in defeat and rose from his position on top of me. "Okay, Princess. I give up." He snapped his fingers and the fleet of Magikoopa appeared. "Let Loverboy down from the wall. I'm out of here." He stomped from the room in disgust, and his bewildered subjects slowly followed him from the room. Covering my nude self with my hands and arms, I got up from the bed and shakily stood, my knees still quivering from my close call. The Magikoopa dissolved the nets surrounding Mario, and he dropped to the ground easily, then ran over to me and hugged me. "Oh, my darling, I thought he was really going to kill you," Mario said, hugging me tightly. "If he had gotten inside me, I would have died of terror," I said, with a touch of laughter. "Come on, Peach, let's go," Mario said kindly. "Hopefully there are no more Koopas we have to fight through." Chapter Six: Staying The Night We walked to the door and pushed at it, only to find that it was locked from the outside. Suddenly a familiar voice blared in from the outside. "If you two have found that you cannot escape, kudos to you for being smart. You will stay inside the castle with our beloved king, and he will triumph over you." I recognized the voice of my former Koopa friend. "Cal! You let me out at once!" I yelled, sounding my anger with fists on the door. "No, fair Princess," Cal said patiently. "You and Mario will stay in there this night. Needless to say, he will be your first, and you will not leave here a maiden." "Fuck you, you piece of shit!" I yelled, but got no answer. I turned around and leaned on the door. "He is so bluffing," I said to Mario. "Yeah...Bowser is just doing this as a last ditch effort," Mario said reassuringly. But I saw a look of sadness pass over his face. "What's the matter, Mario?" "Oh, Peach...it's nothing." "Yes, it is. What troubles you?" I asked worriedly. "Oh, it's just that I really thought he was going to succeed today. He had the right plan and carried it out well and everything, and when he was...close to you and trying to arouse you, I was scared for a minute. God help me if I am human, but I was really scared that you would find him a better bedmate than me." Mario blushed in embarrassment at his confession. I snorted in disdain. "Ha. Bowser may think he's all that in the sack, but I'll be damned if I ever prefer a bad boy over a great man." I kissed Mario on the cheek gently and tenderly. "That means a lot, Peach," he said softly. As I turned from him, he caught my hand and looked me in the eyes. "You know you mean more to me than being my "maiden" wife. You are intelligent, strong, and full of such character, and your outward beauty only brings it out for the world to see." "Aww...You really know how to flatter a girl!" I said, putting my hand dramatically over my heart. "But really, Peach...I know Bowser, and he is perseverant; give him that. If he should---" Mario stopped himself, then said,"--if anything should happen, do not worry that I will no longer see you as my wife. You will still be my equal and my life's joy. I, unlike Bowser, see no value in the primitive practice of deflowering women just to possess them and show male strength over females." My eyes teared, because the statement was so heartfelt and sweet. "But I promised myself, Mario. I promised myself to my future husband when I was very young---" "And it's a beautiful sentiment that you withstood all the pressure for me, but you're the same woman I married, even if the asshole who resides in this place is technically your first." I shuddered at the thought. "God. He would be so...cruel. So overpowering." "You mean, you've actually thought of it?" Mario joked with me. "My God, you crazy woman!" "Shut up! I can't even imagine it. Ewwww...I pity the fool girl that fucks Bowser. Shit...ending up with scratch marks and bruises all over her." Then my eyes glittered with mischief. "Probably there's a whole lot of punctured girls in Bowser's past." Mario gasped. "Damn!" "What?" "I've never heard you talk nasty like that! That's borderline raunchy!" Mario gave a look of bemused confusion. "When I say punctured, I mean his claws punctured their rubber arms. You know...blow-up girlfriends?" I elbowed him and he started to crack up. "Shit, what did you think I meant? I don't talk raunchy shit like that." "Well, I thought..." Mario started to say, then dissolved into laughter. I joined him and we laughed for a long time. At last, I looked up through the high window and saw the presence of night. "Well, time to find the bedchambers in this place," I said, readying myself to leave the throne room. "Be careful, Peach. Nighttime houses the unknowns," Mario said sagely. "I will. You just be careful of assholes looking for a fight," I said facetiously. I wandered into the right corridor through the grand double doors, and Mario headed down the left through the small exit. I walked for what felt like ages, not knowing where I was or what I would come upon. Finally I came to a dead end, and I bravely tried the door. It swung with my slight touch, and a well-sized bedchamber was revealed to me, with a fireplace warmed with flames and an equally well-sized bed, more than suitable for me to spend a night in. I walked in, feeling oddly chilly from the hallway, and enjoyed the respite the flames afforded me. After taking off my silk outer gown and undoing the crown from my hair, I lay the gown and crown on the chair in the far corner and went to lie down in the bed. As I moved aside the covers, it felt as if someone had been expecting me; the bed and indeed the room itself felt as if not just a passerby was expected at any time, but as if a beloved guest were coming to stay. Waving aside my misgivings, I lay down and closed my eyes. Chapter Seven: Overpowered By Desire A short time later, I felt something brush my face almost tenderly. I opened my eyes and screamed. "Oh, God!" Bowser was staring me in the face. "You know, you are so beautiful when you're frightened," he said menacingly, his icy, metal-like claws grasping the pale, thin flesh of my shoulder. "I see my trap worked. You fell right into bed, not knowing that this was the very place I wanted you to come. But tonight, I will be the one coming," he said suggestively, his eyes flickering with a devilish light. I looked around and saw that the fire had been extinguished, and I was lying on top of the covers, now completely naked, as was Bowser. "I will possess you tonight. I will be inside you tonight, Princess. You don't believe it, but I will be." He again situated himself between my legs. "Bowser...please don't..." I said, feeling oddly overcome with sleep. "Ha. You're too sleepy to defend yourself, Princess. This just makes it easier." He rubbed his penis between my legs, and this time I could not fight back, but could only lie there. "You like that, don't you, Princess?" Bowser cooed. "Don't you wish it was inside you?" "No...please go away and leave me alone," I said through a yawn. I tried to turn over, but he wouldn't let me. "Oh, no, you don't. I will have what I want tonight, and what I want is you." He pinned my shoulders and hips to the bed and pressed his penis forward, trying to thrust inside me. I felt instant pain and started to whimper. "Ow, Bowser...please stop...it hurts..." "I won't stop, Princess; not until I have broken into you and have claimed you." He groaned in pleasure. "God, you're so hot. I've almost got you." He tried to thrust forward a final time; to my surprise, he was not allowed in. "Damn, Princess, you're tighter than I thought." He looked confused. "Please, stop trying...I can't...take it..." I mumbled, fighting my sleepy eyelids. "Well, maybe I should stop." He rose from his position, as before when he had tried to deflower me. "You know, Princess, I don't understand it." He shook his head in confusion. "I was between your legs, you were half-asleep, I thrust. I should have gone inside you easy." Then I saw a malevolent grin spread slowly across his face. "Hmm...maybe this will work." He got on top of me and kissed my lips, almost gently. His hot breath almost burned my lips as he kissed me, at first gently, then more intensely. I felt his forked tongue slide from his lips and press against my lips, and against my will my lips parted, allowing his tongue inside my mouth. As he kissed me, his hands felt all over my body, my breasts, my waist, my hips, caressing me and tracing the tips of his claws over my skin. I felt my skin heat up under his touch, and my clitoris started to throb, like before when he had touched me. I couldn't believe it; Bowser was actually turning me on. He shifted his position on top of me and pressed down on me harder, his tongue sliding deeper into my mouth and tickling me. At the same time, I felt his hands come up beside my face, and I tensed, fearing he was going to hit me. But instead, his hands cupped my face almost gently, and he slowly drew his tongue from my lips and kissed down my neck to my breasts. He fondled the left one with his hands and licked the tender, hot skin. To my disgust, he started to suck the nipple, but I found it actually felt good. As he sucked and kissed my breasts, his hands felt lower, holding my hips as he had earlier, but more gently this time. I felt his claws inch slowly over my thighs and then touch the tissues between my legs. The sharpness and coldness of his claws shocked me, and I made a quick gasp. Bowser looked up from his kissing and smiled. "Did that feel good?" In spite of wanting to get out of his presence, I nodded. It was almost like I did not control my body or my mind anymore. All my body wanted was to feel him inside me, claiming me and making me his, and all my mind wanted was to space out and disconnect. Bowser left my breasts and kissed down my torso all the way to between my legs. I was surprised at the tenderness of his kisses, which were usually rough and full of unbridled lust and desire. He lightly licked my clitoris and I shuddered in delight. "You're all wet for me, Princess. Don't say you're not, because I see the evidence." He chuckled low in his throat. "I knew it was so." He pressed his mouth to the lips of my entrance, and I felt his tongue slide from his lips and inside me. My heart stopped for a second as he slowly began to lick, his tongue venturing deeper inside me, and the sensation he caused was greater than ever. I gasped and moaned aloud, feeling his tongue pleasuring me and spiralling me higher and higher. At the same time, he started caressing my clitoris with one claw, the tip of it ever so slightly tickling me. The muscles of my thighs and hips tensed and relaxed quickly, and I gasped and moaned louder with the increasing pleasure shooting through my body. There was a look of glee on Bowser's face as he pushed his tongue ever deeper inside me. When I was about to come, Bowser wrested his lips from my flesh and gasped for breath. I did the same. "You see, Princess?" he said sweetly, licking his lips suggestively. "I do turn you on. Now..." he said, caressing my inner thigh with one hand, "do you want to finish what I started?" I was instantly repulsed at the idea of sex with him, but I could not and would not forget the way he had expertly pleasured me to the brink. When I did not reply right away, he smiled. "Tough choice, isn't it, Princess? Wait for your wedded husband to claim you, but knowing that I, your mortal enemy, was the first to arouse you as I have? Or follow through and let me pierce you and slide into your warm body, and live with the knowledge that I, not Mario, was the one who took the fair Princess' virginity?" He rested his chin on his hand in mock thought. "Hmm...which to choose, which to choose?" He playfully traced circles and swirls on my thighs, which felt as if they were aflame. My mind swirled similarly with thoughts of my beloved Mario, invaded by my fully aroused thoughts of Bowser. Finally Mario's voice invaded my head: "If he should---if anything should happen, I will still see you as my wife." My burning mind thought, in its insanity, that if I were to let Bowser take me, Mushroom Kingdom might just be safe from the endless attacks that had gone on since my birth. He would not chase me anymore, having already made love with me. My heart and rational mind shuddered at the thought, but my body did not choose to listen to either of their opinions. My body relaxed, and my legs fell wide apart. Bowser grinned devilishly. "Oh, Princess, I've waited so long for you to finally succumb to me," he said intensely and quietly as he climbed on top of me, pressing me down underneath his weight. I gasped as he pressed his penis close to me, barely stroking me with the head. The gleeful expression returned on his face, and I felt his penis pressing against the lips of my entrance again, making me shiver. Bowser prepared to thrust, and my muscles tensed. Princess Peach's Story "What---" He had felt me tense up. He looked at me carefully. "Are you frightened?" he said, almost tenderly. All I could do was nod. "You're afraid it will hurt, aren't you?" This time I did not respond, but looked away. "Oh...I see. You're still having some qualms about me being your first." Uncharacteristically he reached up and stroked my face gently. "If there's anything I can teach you, Princess, it's that you are not weak for letting me inside you. Let yourself go in my arms, Princess. You can be wild. I like wild women," he said with a chuckle. I was dumbstruck, but bit my lip. "Just concentrate on what you feel, not what you think," Bowser whispered quietly. "Close your eyes and relax, and I will be inside you painlessly." I lay back and closed my eyes, my clitoris tingling in anticipation. Bowser gently pushed forward, and I felt the head of his penis enter me softly. He exhaled sharply. "Oh, my God." He pushed forward a little more, and his penis slid farther inside me. I could feel his claws grip my shoulders in pleasure. As he pushed forward again, my whole body started to throb with the pain I felt. I couldn't help moaning a little, both for pleasure and pain. "Don't worry, Princess...relax..." Bowser breathed. I closed my eyes and let go of my internal tension, and finally I felt his penis slide all the way inside me. He sighed heavily. "Oh, Princess...you are mine at last." He kissed my lips passionately and deeply, and I kissed back, almost needing his touch. I let him push me down with his weight, and sighed deeply as he drove his penis deeper inside me. "God," he breathed. "I've wanted this for so long...and you're better than I imagined." He lay kiss after kiss on my lips, my neck, and my breasts, all the while thrusting deeper into me. I felt my body start to vibrate, my flesh grow hotter, and I let out a moan. "It feels good inside you, doesn't it, Princess?" Bowser cooed, stroking my inner thigh. He thrust forward hard, and I gasped. My body seemed to respond so vehemently to his touch that I felt I was going to explode. Suddenly he grabbed my torso and rolled onto his back, putting me on top. I was shocked at the feeling of freedom I had, but instead of trying to get away as I thought I should have, I stayed. He looked up at me and smiled. "God, Princess, you are so beautiful. Mmmm...and so sexy." In response I pushed my hips down onto him, driving his penis deep inside me. His face contorted in pleasure, and I started to repeatedly push my hips down on him, pulling back up between each dip. The sensation of his penis sliding in and out of me was almost too much, and I could tell by the way Bowser groaned and sighed that he liked it too. Getting an idea of my own, I smiled dangerously. "Hey, wanna take me from behind?" I said seductively. It was something I had heard about, and it sounded so sexy I wanted to try it. At this point, I was so horny I would try anything. "Hell, yeah," Bowser said, his lips curving into an equally dangerous smile which revealed his sharp teeth. "Then come on up here, big boy." I lifted my right leg and he ducked under it, then came up behind me, his penis somehow still inside me. "Oh, Princess, you are the best in the world," he said through a moan as he thrust harder inside me. I could feel his penis against my inner walls, pounding into me so hard that I had to gasp. His hands crept around my waist and dipped between my legs, and I felt him start to rub my clitoris gently. I moaned as he upped the intensity, meanwhile still thrusting his penis deep into me. "Oh, God, Princess...oh, my God...you are so hot and tight and wet and sexy," Bowser said breathlessly. I couldn't speak; the pleasure was too intense. Suddenly I felt as if I was floating. My whole body vibrated quickly, like sonic waves were going through me. I could feel Bowser thrusting his penis deeply inside me, and then I heard my own voice screaming his name. At the same time, I heard him cry out my name, and I shattered to pieces in the explosions that followed. I felt his juices flow inside me, felt my muscles going wild, and I closed my eyes and savored it. I opened my eyes. Bowser was still behind me and I could feel his penis still inside me. However, he was not awake. "Bowser..." I said softly. He awoke. "Hello, Princess." He pulled out of me and lay beside me. "God...you are the hottest piece of ass." I laughed. "Um...thanks?" He stroked my body gently. "Well, Princess...how was your first time?" "Damn...it was great," I said, closing my eyes and seeing everything play out. "I really got off when you started screaming my name," he said huskily. "I just lost it right then." A touch of the old bravado and macho came into his eyes. "I knew I'd make you scream once I got inside you." "Aw...don't ruin the moment," I said half-playfully. Then I yawned. "Lord...I'm sleepy as hell." "Well, we were kind of active tonight, Princess." "Yup. Man, I felt so many new things tonight," I said with a wink. "Me, for one," Bowser said through a deep chuckle. "Yeah..." I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep. Chapter Eight: Peach's Shame and Humiliation I awoke to a fanfare...of sorts. "They're in here! Look! The Princess is in here!" cried a loud voice. "What the crap...?" I said sleepily. Bowser stood beside the bed, holding a sheet. "Take a look, my subjects. I have deflowered the Princess!" He showed three drops of blood on the sheet and grinned. "She didn't scream too much when I pierced her, but she bled." The crowd standing outside the door gasped. "Bowser! How unkind!" I said, rising from the bed in anger. Of course, my nudity caused another gasp. "It's true! He did take her virginity!" said one of the Koopas. "I gave her the ride of her life...didn't I, Princess?" Bowser grinned to show his teeth. "I saw the way your skin flushed, the way you moaned, the way you...screamed my name when I gave you your first orgasm." I felt ashamed. "I don't deny any of that, but the way you're crowing over it is just disgraceful!" The crowd started to mumble and giggle. "So, does this mean you are going to be our queen?" said a young male Koopa mockingly. "You know what? Whatever," I said angrily. "I will not be disgraced like this!" "Ah, but you already are," said Bowser maddeningly. "You are no longer a virgin, because you succumbed to me. I aroused you, I pierced you, and I gave you pleasure. I know how that must get on your nerves, to think that I was the man who did all that, not Mario." Suddenly the crowd turned their heads and gasped. Then the crowd parted like the Red Sea to reveal Mario. He stepped through the door and looked at me. "Peach?" He ran to me and hugged me. "Are you all right?" he asked, looking into my eyes. Before I could answer, Bowser crowed, "She's definitely all right. I took her virginity last night, and she let me do it." Mario looked a little shocked. "Peach, is this true?" Unable to look him in the eyes, I looked down shamefully. "It's true, and here's your proof, Mario; your precious bride's blood on my sheet. You may have beaten me in battle, but I beat you to the Princess." Bowser laughed insanely. "If you were a real man, you wouldn't have to stand here crowing about your conquest," Mario said indignantly. "And if you were a real man, you would have left my wife alone, as she asked you to do so many times. But no! You had to take her prisoner and take advantage of her." "Mario...that's not exactly the way it happened," I said through a heavy sigh. "What Bowser says is true. I did lose my virginity last night, and I let him do it." The crowd gasped and mumbled amongst themselves. Beginning to cry softly, I spoke again. "I don't know what came over me, and I don't know why I didn't fight back. Please know that I meant no infidelity to you. When I married you, I promised myself to you in all respects. I'm sorry I failed you, Mario." Chapter Nine: Forgiveness And Tenderness I collapsed into quiet sobs, and Mario stood there for a minute. The crowd grew quiet, and a painful, awkward silence fell upon the scene. Then, instead of shunning me, Mario walked over, hugged me and patted my shoulder. "Peach, don't cry. I don't have any problem with it, and neither should you." "What?" I said through a sniffle. Then Mario faced Bowser, who was still smirking over his "victory". "Bowser, I don't know what you're so happy about. Peach is still my wife." Again the crowd gasped. "Your wife, Mario, succumbed to me last night," Bowser said proudly. "She screamed my name; she let me inside her." "But I married her, not her virgin status," Mario said with strength. "I married the kind, intelligent, diplomatic, sweet young woman who is my angel in every way. I did not marry her because she was a virgin. Unlike you, I do not believe in the primitive practice of deflowering women to show male superiority." He gestured to me. "She may be my angel, but I know also that she is human, fallible, and temptable. Though she tries her dead-level best to squash the temptations I know she feels, it is human nature to fall and fail occasionally. I accept that part of her as she accepts the fallible part of me. I know what desire can do to a person; it blots out your rationality, blots out your goals, and focuses on the body's pleasure alone. You say she let you inside her, and I know that she did. But that does not matter in the least. I am very proud to have her as my wife, and she cannot be taken from me by just a sexual act. She may have experienced pleasure with you, but she will experience life with me." He took my hand, and we strode from the room together. Later, after I had gathered my gown and my crown, we walked from Bowser's castle hand in hand. I couldn't stop thinking about how I had failed my husband, and without thinking a tear rolled down my cheek. Mario stopped at the soft crying sounds I made, and looked at me worriedly. "Peach? Why are you crying?" "I failed you, Mario," I said, my throat choking up. "I gave in to temptation; I sinned in the worst way." "I know you, Peach, and you are always too hard on yourself," Mario said soothingly. "Personally, I still think Bowser coerced you into doing it." "But I...enjoyed it," I admitted shamefully. "I mean, I got horny and the whole damn thing just fell apart...no pun intended." "Well, we were kind of wired to get horny and have sex. That's just us. Like I said, Peach, I married you because you are my soul mate, not because at the time of our wedding you were a virgin." "But I failed you, I failed myself, and I failed my kingdom, Mario. I failed you because I gave in to Bowser; I failed myself because I made a promise to give myself only to my wedded husband; I failed my kingdom because I proved myself to b-be weak and not worthy to rule!" I burst into tears, and Mario cradled my head on his shoulder. "It doesn't matter, Sweetheart. You didn't fail me, because you told me the truth about what happened and apologized for it; you didn't fail yourself, because I plan to get down to some naughty business when we get back---just kidding!" I laughed in spite of my tears. Mario smiled kindly, then grew serious again. "But honestly, Peach, you didn't fail yourself because you withstood temptation before our marriage, before you knew that I was your soul mate, when you could have easily given yourself to the first man to pass by." "I guess that's true," I said softly. "And you definitely didn't fail the kingdom, Peach. You're always saying you want to show that you hold yourself no better than them, and what better way to say that than to say, 'Hey, I sinned, I got tempted and gave in. I'm not better than you because I have the same troubles as anybody else.' I think that's a better way to look at it." "Thanks, Mario." I loosened up and smiled. Mario paused for a minute, then spoke. "Well...Peach, I'm just curious, and forgive me. If you don't want to say, tell me, OK?" "OK," I said, a little warily. "Well...did you get off?" "What?! You are crazy!" "No, tell me. Bowser said you screamed his name...I just wondered if you really got off." "Well..." I blushed hard. "Actually, yeah." "Well, then. If you got an orgasm out of the deal, then why are you sad?" He cracked up, holding his stomach and doubling over, then stood back up. "Nah, I'm just kidding." He looked off to the distance and I saw the same look of sadness as before pass over his face like a cloud. "Peach...did you have a better first time than you would have had with me?" "Hell, no," I said vehemently. "Are you sure? Bowser's way more experienced than me, and I can't believe he wouldn't know his way around...you know," Mario said, blushing a little. "Well, he knows how to pleasure, but it was no soul bond, and I need that," I said honestly. "I mean, hell, it was just so he could say that he pleasured me and gave me my first orgasm. That he did, but he doesn't do anything for me when I'm not horny. You, however...well, if we were naked right now, I'd be taking yo' ass down." "Damn, girl!" Mario cried, laughing his head off. "Maybe this whole thing has awakened your sexy side. You've always been sweet, but, as I've heard, 'The sweeter the angel outside, the wilder the devil inside.'" "Care to find out?" I said seductively. Mario grinned widely in response, and we raced down the hill to Mushroom Kingdom, laughing and joking all the way. An Epilogue Looking back, I think that I actually strengthened when I thought I was weak and had lost all moral sense. I had been very straightlaced, and now I'm freer and I feel better about myself, though I wish the change had come about in a slightly different way. My subjects like me even better now that they know I'm not above being tempted, though I hate that I was able to be tempted. My marriage to Mario is stronger than ever, and we are now expecting a child soon. I got lucky, because not only is the father of my child my soul mate, I also didn't get pregnant by Bowser. (WHEW!) All in all, I think it turned out great. Don't you?