Of course he does! What story do you think you’re reading?

“Alright,” Mario agreed, “But that maid outfit stays on.”

A look of doubt and panic flashed across Toadette’s face, but then she nodded, “Just don’t get it dirty. If I come back from my break with my uniform covered in cum, that’s going to be hard to explain.”

She then walked over to the bed and removed the sheet from the top, folding it out of the way. The mattress was bare underneath, Toadette bent over at the hip to retrieve another sheet she had in her tote, exposing her stocking covered legs to Mario. He took that as an invitation and walked up behind her, feeling up the inside of her thigh. If she was getting aroused from his touch, she didn’t show it. Even as his hand vanished up her skirt and began rubbing up against her folds through the fabric of her panties, Toadette didn’t react much further than her body stiffening up for a moment.

She unfolded and threw the sheet onto the bed with a practiced flourish, not inconveniencing Mario in the slightest.

“You get pretty of practice of being touched like this while on the job?” Mario asked.

“One of the visiting dignitaries loves to do something called ‘free use’,” Toadette explained, “He particularly likes using me while I’m going about my duties and ignoring what he…, I have no idea why I’m admitting any of this to you.”

Vide giggled from her corner.

“Well, I’m technically your Prince in all but official title now,” Mario adjusted his grip so that his thumb rested on Toadette’s rear entrance while still petting her moistening kitty with his fingers, “Shouldn’t a dignitary know what his subjects are getting up to with another nation’s representatives?”

Toadette sighed, “Does privacy mean nothing to people in this castle?”

Mario kept working his hand, not knowing how to respond to that.

“Sorry, Master Mario,” Toadette immediately apologized, “I shouldn’t vent like that to the Queen’s fiance. I shouldn’t be making advances like this either. It’s not becoming for someone of my station.”

“You mean it wasn’t,” Mario told her, “The Kingdom’s entering a new paradigm, remember?”

“Of course,” Toadette replied.

“And I’m not this anonymous dignitary,” Mario told her, “I want you to react to me.”

“The Prince wants me to be noisy?” Toadette finally let out a moan, “How lewd.”

“You’re the one who begged for my dick like a whore,” Mario growled, surprising himself with his response. Where’d this aggressiveness come from?

She shudders in response as his gloved finger slipped under her panties and past her moist petals, “Master Mario, it’s embarrassing to hear you say that!” Fortune favors the bold, it seems.

Mario slapped her on the ass with his free hand, producing a satisfying smack. Toadette yelped in response before moaning, “Master, you’re so rough!”

“You’ve seen nothing yet,” Mario grinned as he pulled his hand from her and her panties with it. They were soaked with her juices and they clung to her as he peeled them off. He then pulled off his gloves and spread Toadette’s thick ass cheeks. Definitely a pear, this woman.

Her pussy was red and swollen, that much Mario was expecting, but what he wasn’t was the clear, viscous fluid oozing from her anus. It looked very similar to the fluids currently being secreted by her vagina.

“It is remarkably clean back here,” Mario noted.

“That got a lot easier when I convinced Toadsworth to install bidets in the castle,” Toadette giggled, but was then interrupted by Mario rubbing his thumb across her rim. “You tease,” Toadette whimpered.

“Being a little impatient, aren’t we?”

“We both have places to be,” Toadette reminded him.

“Fine, have it your way,” Mario said as he pushed into her anus with his thumb. He then retracted it, and did indeed see that it was clean. “You sure you didn’t do an enema recently?”

“I…,” Toadette started to say, but then stopped, as though trying to remember something. Mario couldn’t see her face, so he couldn’t be sure, “The last enema I administered on myself was a few days ago.” Vide responded to that statement with a short but enigmatic giggle.

Mario hummed as he unzipped the front of his overalls and pulled his already hard cock out. He pulled Toadette’s cheeks apart, and was then struck with an idea. Laughing to himself, Mario moved his two thumbs into position.

“Master Mario, what are you…,” Toadette began, but didn’t get to finish as Mario hooked his thumbs inside her tight hole and pulled at it, “Oh!”

Amazingly enough, as Mario pulled at it, Toadette’s anus stretched open like a rubber band pulled taut. Clear lubricant gushed out of her gaping hole, running down her slit and dripping onto the sheet she laid out.

“Ohmistars,” Toadette gasped, “That feels so weird.”

“Should I stop?”

“N-no, keep going!”

Mario played with her hole like that for a little while longer as Toadette’s body twitched in response to the new sensations she was experiencing. But then Mario stopped and let go of her anus, and watched with fascination as her hole slowly closed to how it was just before he started his ****.

“I don’t think you have to worry about being stretched out,” Mario laughed. Toadette didn’t respond outside of a small whimper. Mario was about to take the plunge again, but was struck with another thought: It didn’t even smell bad. Hell, if anything her ass smelled like her pussy now. A stray thought drifted into his mind, he wondered if it tasted the same as well, now?

Mario shook his head, banishing the thoughts. Toadette was right, they had places to be and Mario wasn’t willing to experiment with anilingus. At least, he wasn’t yet.

So he instead pressed his shaft into Toadette, who gave an adorable little sound as her tight hole gobbled him up. He was actually surprised at how easy that was, even Merluvlee had some resistance to his invading phallus, but this was almost the same as inserting it into a vagina. Despite the lack of resistance, however, it still definitely felt like anal. Toadette’s rim gripped his shaft firmly on all sides, as tight as a cock ring.

“Mama mia,” Mario said, and judging from Toadette’s breathing, she agreed with that sentiment.

“Stars, it’s all the way in already?” she gasped, “No preparation, no lube?” Toadette took Mario’s silence as confirmation. “Master’s Mario’s massive cock is inside me,” she placed a hand over her stomach as if hardly believing it, “Damn, I really wish I remembered my encounter with this Vidyhyne person.”

“No, you don’t,” Vide said aloud, and Toadette startled, casting her eyes around the room, but seeing nothing.

“What’s wrong?” Mario asked, ignoring his increasing heart rate. Mario cast his gaze at Vide. Even she seemed a little nonplussed. So that wasn’t on purpose?

“I thought I heard…,” Toadette began, but then shook her head, “Never mind, please continue Master Mario.”

“With pleasure,” Mario said as he pulled his whole length out only to plunge it in again more forcefully. Toadette clapped a hand over her mouth to catch the yelp that had threatened to spring forth from her lips. Mario then settled into a rhythm of pounding Toadette’s tight sphincter, reaching his arms around and grasping her tits through her dress, using them like handles to **** his shaft even more deeply into her greedy hole.

“Oh my Stars,” Toadette gasped between breaths, “This is so much better than a Naughty Koopa dildo.”

“Glad you approve,” Mario said. Although, truth be told, he didn’t know how to feel about being compared to a hunk of silicone. Did they really feel that good? The last time he bought a cock sleeve was…, wow had it really been that long ago? Maybe some advancements had been made since then?

Mario steered his thoughts back to the task at hand, yanking down Toadette’s frilled top so that her modest breasts hung free. He then grasped again at her, pinching her nipples between his fingers and pulling them.

“You’re so rough, Master Mario,” Toadette moaned, “Are you trying to leave me with bruises?”

If I leave you unmarked, then I’m not doing it right, Mario almost said out loud. The dark thought took him by surprise. Had he always thought that way, or was it the influence of the Grimoire Fantasia? Vidyhyne did say something about corroding morals. Whatever, it would just have to be a question to ask later. For now, he was taking far too long to respond to Toadette, and he settled with, “What, you don’t like it?”

“I, ah, never said that!” Toadette tripped over her words as Mario increased the rate of his pelvic ****.

The conversation mostly ended after that as Mario and Toadette gave themselves over to their base desires. Before long, they were both reaching their limit.

“Muh, Master!” Toadette gasped, “I’m gonna…!”

“Me too,” Mario willed himself to cum. To be perfectly honest, he’d been edging for a while, but he didn’t want Toadette to walk away from this feeling unfulfilled, so he kept himself in control and just under the point of no return. But now that she was about to cum, he didn’t have to hold back any longer, “Take it! Take it all!”

With that final shout, Mario plunged himself the deepest he’d gone yet into Toadette’s ass, and she responded by crying her orgasm into her arm, and when that didn’t suffice, a nearby pillow. Mario plowed into her deepest depths, once, twice, three times as his balls emptied into her.

Toadette collapsed into the bed, face down and ass up. Her head was turned to the side, and her expression was one of bliss. Mario caught his breath as his dick softened inside of her, supporting himself his his hands on her ass checks.

“That was amazing~,” Toadette slurred.

“You okay down there?” Mario half jokingly asked.

“Never better.”

Mario pulled himself from her, eliciting a gasp and a slight moan as he pulled past her sensitive rim. It winked at him while it was still gaped open, which wasn’t long. Just as it had before, Toadette’s hole slowly closed until it looked like the same as it did before Mario plundered her booty.

“Aw,” Toadette whined, “I like the feeling of being gaped open like that.”

Mario gave a small chuckle as Vidyhyne facepalmed in amusement, “I give people these gifts, and they still find something to complain about.” Mario noted that there was a wet patch on her dress, which was sheer before, but it might as well be entirely transparent now as the previously loose folds hugged the outline of her cyan and indigo vulva. The tattoo just above it pulsed with magical energy. Vidyhyne caught him looking, “What? Did you expect me not to touch myself while I watched?”

Mario shook his head. Fair enough.

Toadette got up, a little wobbly. Mario grabbed her elbow to keep her steady. “I’m fine,” she reported, “I’m always like this after. I’ll find my feet after a few minutes.”

She then turned to face him, smiling adorably. Her tits were still out and a little red from where Mario had pulled on them. From their size and color, Mario couldn’t help but think that they looked like a couple of delicious apples. He’d like to partake of them, but there was no time now. Maybe later.

“Oh, you’re so dirty!” She said as she scooted closer to him, and before Mario could ask what she was doing, she took his flaccid member into her mouth and began cleaning the cum off his dick with her tongue. Mario flinched, still sensitive from his previous orgasm, but the maid paid him no mind as she lavished him with kisses and long wet licks of her tongue. When she was done, she looked up at him from under his half-engorged penis lustfully. “I’ve always wanted to do that,” she admitted, “Once the dignitaries are done using me, they can’t get rid of me quick enough. It’s nice to be able to stick around for the clean up and pillow talk, for once.”

“You’re not bothered by the fact that dick just came out of your asshole?” Mario raised an eyebrow.

“Came into it too,” Toadette giggled and grinned, “But no, I’m not. It’s clean, isn’t it?”

Mario sighed, he couldn’t compete with that logic, “Yeah, I guess it is.”

Toadette breathed out suddenly, and Mario twitched from her breath unexpectedly cradling his shaft, “Sorry, your cum’s a little spicy.”

So I’ve been told, Mario thought, but thought that perhaps this wasn’t the best time to bring up his other sexual escapades. Toadette suddenly giggled again, “This thing is seriously a monster. It’s not even erect, and it’s almost to my cap.”

Mario silently thanked the Grimoire for the nth time that day for the wonders it had given him.

Toadette sighed a melancholic hum, “As much as I’d like to stay here, pinned down by your dick, we have places to be.” She removed herself from where she sat and told him, “If you zip that bad boy back up, I’ve got something to take care of that wet spot on your overalls.”

Mario sucked in his gut and found that his overalls were stained in their sex juices. Damn, he hadn’t thought of that, he was just wanting a quickie before the Banquet. He tucked his schlong back in and zipped up as the maid asked and she came back from her tote with a rag and a spray bottle in tow.

“I always keep these on me in case of situations like this,” Toadette explained, as she set to work, “Although, normally it’s the bed I’m spraying down.”

“There!” she announced after a few minutes of dabbing Mario’s crotch with a rag, “Good as new.” She took a moment to admire Mario’s bulge, it having gotten hard again after all of that. “Wish I could make it dirty again,” Toadette whispered to herself.

“Maybe sometime later?” Mario suggested, “There’s no reason why this has to be a one-off fling.”

“Oh, but my Lord! Doing it with your staff is highly inappropriate!” Toadette said in mock protest.

“That would’ve been more convincing if your tits weren’t still out,” Mario pointed out.

Toadette looked down as if realizing they were exposed for the first time, “Oh yeah. Forgot about that.” She pulled up the top of her dress back into place.

“I didn’t really notice in the heat of the moment,” Mario started, “But you’re really not wearing a bra?”

“Why in the world would I want to wear one of those **** devices?” Toadette pouted, “Besides, I much more prefer the feeling of letting my girls hang free, you know?”

“Hey, I’m not complaining,” Mario said, “I’m just surprised you’re allowed to get away with it.”

“One of the many benefits of having small tits,” Toadette smirked as she turned around to fold up the soiled sheet and returning the bed to the way it was before, “You should be presentable for the banquet now, Master Mario. I’ll have to leave and take my place among the other maids soon. We can…, talk later.”

Mario was about to say something, but then noticed a certain toy in her tote. Walking up to her, he silently took it, and told her, “Alright, but I want you to do something for me, so you don’t go forgetting this encounter anytime soon.”

“What’s that, Master – Ah!” Toadette yelped as Mario stuck a butt plug into her rear end.

“Don’t take that out before the Banquet’s over,” he chuckled, “Your ass is self-lubricating, right? So it shouldn’t get too uncomfortable.”

“You’re so mean, Master Mario,” Toadette whined, but Mario noted as he left the room that she didn’t move to take it out and there was a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips.