Oral

Bowser whips out his massive, beautiful, spiked cock. You were horny before but your breathing becomes heavy and your pussy begins to drool when the object of your fantasies is right before you. Without any conscious decision on your part, you squat down and let the cock enter the "O" of your mask.

You notice a few things right away. The first is the sensation of your hole being filled, your mouth feels a lot like your pussy as the moment and the unexpected sexual pleasure assaults your senses. The second thing is that the "O" widens easily to accommodate the monster shaft which is thicker than your arm. Lastly you don’t seem to have any teeth or a jaw, you noticed your lack of tongue but with the insertion you can feel nothing but flesh. This facilitates the current activity, but brings up concerns about how the mask has altered you.

"Shyguys are twisted as fuck, doing this to girls like you, I bet you were better at sucking cock before the mask took you."

What did he say? The mask take you?

Contemplating his words and the changes to your body seems to have effected your performance though because Bowser, seeming to tire of your slow deepthroat, takes your head in his massive hand and starts fucking your face. You offer no resistance and find this even more pleasurable, letting him take control seems right and you focus on squeezing your hole around his cock.

"Mmmmfff, I can't argue with the results though, such eager fuck dolls…"

With each thrust, a current of pleasure shoots through your body from your mouth pussy to the sopping cunt between your legs then back up to your brain. The sound of dripping and a pool of your juices makes you realize you also forgot panties. But with a hip thrust from Bowser that thought is fucked out. Shit you forgot something… you are forgetting something… what is happening?

"Yes, tighten up like that, good… you must not be completely gone yet…"

It takes only a handful of thrusts to illicit a body spasming orgasm that robs you of your balance. Your body is soon only held up by Bowser's giant hand thrusting your face onto his cock. The rough treatment and sexual deviancy of what you are doing extends your climax letting more thoughts disappear.

The mask is changing you… making you into a sex doll… it feels really good though, that orgasm was amazing…

It's only after your body begins to calm down and get used to the rhythm that you feel something pushing into you. It is at the same time as each thrust so you hadn't noticed before now, but definitely something is assaulting your sense of self and you begin to panic trying to get your legs back under you and your hands under the mask. 'no!' you try to scream but no sound comes out, not even a muffled one.

"So fucking good… I am so close… fuck…"

The king doesn’t seem to notice anything is wrong though as he shoves your head onto his cock roughly, over and over. Each piston is like a hammer of pleasure against your brain causing it to liquify. Each hit knocks some new memory out... the cake you made for Mario.... your last Go Karting day... your friends. Every few minutes another orgasm causes you to lose motor control again and for more of your mind to squirt out from between your legs…

And with each thought melting climax you also fight less and less. Eventually welcoming the rush of pleasure and wishing every last thought gone. You never needed those thoughts or memories… you will be happier without them. With that thought your brain starts to make new connections. Needing cocks... your love of sex... the desire for delecious sperm.

When monstrous Koopa finally cums, there is nothing left of your former self. The hot torrent of jizz flushes the last vestiges of Peach away.

"Peach?" Your lord's words shake you out of your blissful afterglow.

You look at him trying to express your confusion.

He looks uncertain but steps closer bring his hand towards you. The hood of your robe came off when he dropped you on the ground and now Bowser is running his hand through your exposed yellow hair. Without ceremony he undoes the belts and removes your one piece of clothing. He also pulls on your face which sends a sharp pain through you.

You franticly pull at his arm trying your best to get him to realize how much it hurts. Eventually he sees your expression and stops.

"Ohhh… " He is eyeing you up and down. "Princess? Are you still in there?"

You look around but don't see anyone else here. Does he want you to pretend to be a princess? Not exactly sure what a princess is you hope that princesses like fucking... to this end you turn and bend over exposing your bare dripping cunt and your tight little asshole to your this man who is probably your master.