By Just Being BIGGER

Bowser smirked. His hand lay on an artifact that had come back with him to their world after his fight with Mario over Peach.

An apartment's worth of human pornography had flown back in with him, revealing the truth about women that was yet to be unveiled in their own world. That though in here, women appeared all innocent and that true love would conquer all, he had found a reality that had played on his wall through magic to show the truth above all else that hardened his BIG, hard yellow cock until it covered thick white ropes all over the screen of the small woman getting fucked by the cock some amount smaller than his own.

Or to quote;

'PORNSTARS LOVE BIG COCKS'

Bowsers walk to the castle was confident as he intimidated the Toads and quaking guards aside with just a small army behind him. He strode up the steps to the throne room and saw the Princess sitting on her stone seat with legs crossed and her usual attire for formal dealings.

She spoke to a servant and when seeing their reaction to Bowser, she jumped with a hand to her breast, glancing up and down at Bowser's form the way she always had but now with Bowser's new knowledge of why.

She wasn't scared or disgusted. She was just like the human women.

She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, glaring up at him as he walked to her height and higher up her steps.

"Oh what is it this time Bowser, I don't have time to defeat you right now, so go off and-"

"Silence." He spoke plainly. She stopped and stared up at him, big innocent eyes betraying the reality he now knew.

"You want me." He said, as Toads ran and he reached a hand out to cup her chin. She stared and her plump pink lips opened, every bit as naturally juicy as the porn humans who'd sucked those cocks so diligently. "I... want you?" She replied somewhat taken in by thoughts. She shook her head quickly. "N- no! How could I possibly ever want YOU you big, great-"

"Monster?" He finished. She gulped and shifted back in her chair, her thighs moving together.

He closed distance and put a meaty hand to her thigh, sliding it up to reveal the white stockings and garter belt snapping them to her white lace-gilded waist. He groaned and revealed her gently plump only slightly strong thighs as he entirely revealed from the puffy skirts, gently leaning in to grip and pluck a clasp he'd learned was part of her attire from a spy in the castle. That with a singular pluck and pull just so, he could undress the entire skirt and leave only the pink bodice and leave her bottom open with bare legs, behind and just white lace stockings, garter and panties blocking him from what he'd always truly desired.

He snorted smoke, hot enough to make her face sweat from it. She shrunk in her chair, gripping the arms. "B- Bowser... release me from this hold..."

"I'm not touching you, Princess." He replied. Which was true, his hands then moved to let go and merely trace over her thighs, an inch away from rubbing them up to stimulate her right where he wanted. "You may leave if you wish."

She crossed her arms and frowned. "I'm not afraid of you! You big bully!"

He smirked and laughed. She jumped just a little and looked down putting her hand to his to stop it, but pressing it down against her thigh while still trying to act as though she wanted it away, placing it and gripping gentle fingers.

She didn't look up at him, just down at the hands.

Bowser stared at her face. "You've never truly known love have you? Not the way you claim to love that hero and he you."

She glared up at that, but she knew what he was referring to. Clearly she felt the fantasies in her mind roiling. She'd dreamed exactly as had been fucked on that screen just hours ago.

"Has anyone seen into your mind as I do now?"

He continued with a slow, meaty hand sliding up her thigh to grip the little fat to make it jiggle and fall, before gripping both thighs and pulling them apart, pressing his hips to intimidate her belly and eyes as his hard bulge throbbed and threatened through his lewd green speedo-designed underpants. "What's wrong Princess?"

He spoke to her stare, her big blue eyes and her fingers to her lips. "Oh... my... goodness!"

"Have you never seen a big cock before?"

She shook her head.

"You've never seen the size of Mario's penis?"

She shook her head again. She gulped. "I- is that what a p- penis is? I mean I know... it's something..." She moved back but gulped, hands clenching.

"Touch it." He said.

She reached out a blue gloved hand and gently, gingerly wrapped her fingers around the tip, gripping the tip and a little of the thick throbbing shaft in the green fabric to clutch and hold it. Her breath caught and her thighs twitched against each other again. "Oh goodness..." She breathed to herself.

"That's called a cock." Bowser explained, throbbing it to flex in her hand. "And you know as well as I do Princess, that no matter how big Mario's could be, that for it to be this size or close, would truly make him fall faint from it every time he saw you, as I do now." He said the truth, that he'd worked out for himself, that no matter what, it was impossible with his size and how he'd blushed at Peach for so long, yet never shown a big blue bulge in those overalls to reveal the true size of his undoubtedly underwhelming penis.

She was conflicted, twitching and pouting and frowning and staring in wonderment, her hand gripping and not letting go. "I... yes I... I love Mario though..." She said almost as an after thought.

"SSsssssshhhhhhhhhhhh Princess..." He cupped her chin with one paw, and gripped her tiny waist with the other, sliding it up her soft side and with it her clinging bodice. "Nobody needs to know..."

He leaned in and kissed her, his tongue lewd and fat in her mouth and her lips so sweet and moans and little gasps as delicious as he took her. Her hand pressed against his body and clung in to his softer chest as she still gripped and began to rub on the tip of the big cock.

He let go the kiss and grabbed under her butt to pull her to him with her legs out enough to lay over his arms and slap onto them, one heel falling and the other barely clinging on to white stockinged toes.

"Gosh!" She gasped, clinging back to the throne in a yet more desirable position.

"I want to put this large, yellow, ribbed, throbbing, bulbous, girthy cock inside of you, Princess. I want to fuck that tight royal pipe until I spurt my thick, creamy, Kingly load inside of your tight, wet, girly vagina."

She moaned audibly with visible wetness to her lips and a little drool falling from the sheer eroticism of his words. She'd clearly never heard the like and was like him yesterday, enraptured in horned need of sexuality and mate-breeding.

"Oh g- fuccckkkk..." She betrayed her human learning and times sneaking out with the word.

"SSsssshhhhh..." he coaxed again, a Kingly order to a nice little Princess. "Just stop pretending that Princesses do anything but serve Kings for a while, let go of your responsibilities, be a good girl, and take that heavy crown off. Pull my large yellow cock from my undergarments and put on my penis, and I shall impress you with my ability to jump and flex your heavy metal crown on my hard, muscular giant's arm."

She looked hypnotised as her lips parted and she slid to her knees, still sitting on the throne but kneeling and with legs falling around the bottom as he let them slide to grip her waist with both paws, and he pulled her gently down to kneel at his turtlehood and press her juicy lips against the tip with both her little hands sliding up and down his chest. He watched as she slowly slid them down to pull back and wrap around the fabric, before biting her lip and slowly, achingly pulling the green smallclothes down to glide them free and the big, yellow-pink cock with white ribbing revealed with fat clear pre-cum globbing against the tip and falling.

"Ohhhhhhh Godddddddd..." She gave a drawn-out moan, her lips licking as she fell to simply fall to his penis head and smooch the pre-cum englazed tip and lick and eat it up, her lips shining as she ate greedily and slowly from his nectar like a busy little bird as he moaned and her lips began to suck on the tip and engorged, open revealed head, juicy and gently throbbing pre-cum for her to eat up as he palmed her head and pushed it in to firmly take the burden from her and **** her pretty face to kiss and suck on his globulous power of a penis.

He groaned with pleasure, sending words in her pussy and spine like Mario never could.

"Good girl... good girl for Bowser Daddy, there's a pretty little peach-pussy for your Daddy little peachette."