Samus Sidestory: Slutty Slam Sisters! [1]

"So, Peach" Daisy asked, leaning over her fellow princess's shoulder to look at the feed from the latest debut battle, "who's this mystery challenger?" The invitations to the Super Smash Sisters tournament had been sent out in an unusual manner, to say the least; she, Peach and the rest of the 'Mario Girls' had been the mansion's only occupants for quite some time, before being joined by a new pair of Princesses, Zelda and... well, Zelda. Learning that the pair were actually different incarnations of the same person had been a shock, to say nothing of just how far displaced in time they were from both one another and the Mario Girls. In fact, the pair of Hylians had received their tickets first, but had arrived to find the mansion already occupied by people whose invitations, from their point of view, had yet to be dispatched! After learning that little titbit of information, the arrival of even stranger competitors barely raised an eyebrow - from the time-travelling mercenaries to the statuesque and shameless 'Umbra Witch' who'd claimed one of the mansion's towers all to herself.

"I'm not sure," the ruler of the Mushroom Kingdom replied, staring intently at the screen, "the roster only lists her as 'SA', and I've never seen an outfit like that before. Perhaps another mercenary?" Or a 'dancer', the blonde pointedly didn't add, looking at the sheer amount of skin on display below the new arrival's waist as she squared up to Zelda and Sheik, the time-separated twins clearly hesitant to make the first move. Daisy could fancy that she heard faint music in the ambient noise of the arena, a subtle, rhythmic noise that tickled the back of her mind and set her a little on edge. Finally, 'SA' shifted her feet and moved, her ponytail - and a trail of what almost looked like glitter - whipping through the air behind her as she sprang towards Zelda and launched a spinning kick at her head, before aborting the strike to sway out of the way of a blow from Sheik.

"Well, wherever she's from," Daisy mused as the new fighter stopped side-on to the current camera, the glittering smoke left in her wake swirling out into a spiral cloud that swirled and pulsed in time with the music, "they certainly build them big." Peach hummed in agreement. "And heavy too," the blonde agreed, staring at the dents 'SA's' heels had left in the floor of the floating arena. The trio quickly launched into another flurry of movement, the two Hylians attempting in vain to double-team the new arrival. Their opponent dodged or blocked every strike with sinuous grace, even as the impacts sent her massive assets jiggling like they were bleeding off the kinetic energy of Zelda and Sheik's blows.

I'm the ultimate twerk ****. My ass is so huge that it claps while I fight. My ass is so perfect that everybody stares.

Peach and Daisy blinked and shook their heads slightly, both wondering about the strange humming they'd just heard but neither thinking it was worth commenting on as they returned to watching the match.

Zelda and Sheik, hearing it in person instead of over a set of speakers, were much more affected by the sound. Both quickly rallied, of course, resolving to keep an ear out in case it returned and to keep an extra bit of focus on the spiralling cloud of smoke that was slowly dissipating behind their opponent - something about it seemed dangerous, for some reason. 'SA' slipped her fingers under her ample asscheeks and gave them a quick jiggle, before launching into another attack as the princesses stared. This time, she managed to get between them, keeping their view of each other obstructed by her lush curves and billowing aura of spiralling, glittering smoke.

My Space Pirate masters could never be satisfied by just one universe. They're going to build an alliance of villains across the multiverse. I'm here to turn every contestant into a twerk **** just as slutty as me.

The viewers' heads swam as the humming and the rhythmic beat intensified, straining to hear what were surely words in the noise. Their distracted eyes tracked the swirling cloud that surrounded 'SA', tracing an ever-deepening spiral in their minds. Sheik yelped as her foot slipped and the busty, bottom-heavy babe launched her across the arena with a vicious kick. She wasn't hurt, of course, the tournament's organisers had put a lot of thought into their safety systems and a mere kick wasn't going to scratch her, but the impact still left her dazed and reeling for a moment. Zelda stopped in shock for a moment at how easily her more combative self had been knocked away, only to find her world spinning as 'SA' grabbed her by the waist and flipped her upside down.

Master Ridley is so brilliant - his brainwashing beats are already laced into the whole speaker system. All the 'heroines' competing are helpless before the Space Pirates' power.

Zelda whimpered slightly as, rather than 'merely' spiking her head-first into the ground like a regular opponent would, 'SA' shifted her grip and ripped open her dress below the waist! Scandalised gasps rang out across the mansion as the mystery woman leaned her head down and tore the royal's panties off with her teeth, but for some reason nobody could muster up enough outrage to actually do something about it. The eagerness with which her assailant buried her face between the cheeks of Zelda's juicy bubble butt was almost more perverse than what she did afterwards; a long, tapered tongue swirled around the sensitive ring of the Hylian's asshole, drenching it in spit and making Zelda blush and squirm furiously, before it drilled past her pucker and started to fill her!

Space Pirates are superior. Villains are superior. Serve villains. Worship villains. Villainesses have so much more fun than heroines. Become a slutty servant for your villains.

Daisy, Peach and dozens of other women bit their lips and ground their thighs together nervously as they watched 'SA' go to town on the Princess of Hyrule's asshole. smack smooch slurp smooch It was like she was devouring the most delicious treat imaginable. Zelda's resistance began to crumble almost instantly, the unfamiliar sensation of a sloppy, devoted rimjob and the uncanny skill her attacker displayed in finding each and every weak spot sending her mind into a dizzying spiral much like the smoke cloud that now surrounded them. In moments, the shock and outrage on her face had shifted to helpless embarrassment - and then, as even that melted away into mindless bliss, the onlookers watched as the counter next to her name began to climb.

I'm so happy, being a brainwashed twerk ****. All women should aspire to be slutty twerkmeat. All women should aspire to being brainwashed twerk slaves.

'SA's' kick had been powerful enough to send Sheik's counter from an easy 7% to a worrying 65% in a single strike. 'SA's' avid ass-eating was sending Zelda's counter surging higher every second, too fast for most of the viewers to track. It hit three figures as Zelda started to moan, the cute sounds of a woman freshly-awakened to the pleasures of anal spilling past her lips before she could stop them. It hit four figures just as she hit her very first anal-only climax, her bare cunt clenching on nothing and gushing all over the shelf of 'SA's' incredible bust. It hit five figures as Sheik began to stagger to her feet, dumbstruck at the sight of the moaning, panting mess that used to be her past self. It hit six figures as 'SA' finally pulled her face back, releasing the Hylian's hip with one hand and landing one final spank on her upturned ass. The strobing, bright pink 696969% next to Zelda's name seared itself into the viewers' minds as the normally ass-jiggling spank had its **** amplified by the arena to such an extent that the impact blasted her clear through the reinforced floor of the floating platform and into the void with one final, echoing wail of ecstacy and a blinding pillar of light.

Space Pirate subliminals are fucking your minds. Space Pirate subliminals are making you want this. My ass is going to turn you all into slutty twerk slaves.

Sheik tried to move in to attack, but it seemed that 'SA' was done testing her opponents. A vicious hip-check bounced the warrior-princess off the opposite wall hard enough to leave a dent and dropped her to her knees in a daze, before the taller blonde thrust her hips back and pinned Sheik's head to the battered surface, her masked face buried between 'SA's' colossal globes. The bottom-heavy battler laced her hands together behind her head and began to bounce her hips, the meat of her asscheeks rippling and clapping form the slightest motion.

*CLAP*

*CLAP*

*CLAP*

Shieka's counter rocketed up, her crotch darkening as such intense exposure sent her body into orgasm after thrashing, squirting orgasm. Finally, when she too had a pulsing pink 696969% appended to her name, one last CLAP sent her sailing through the wall and off the arena's edge with a **** moan and another pillar of energy...

Some time later...

"Hey Zelda! Hey Sheik!" Daisy waved to her fellow Super Slam Sisters competitors as they strutted towards her, fresh from the changing rooms after their surprising defeat to the mansion's latest arrival. She couldn't recall the match with any great clarity, the new girl's equipment and fighting style making it difficult to get clear footage of her, but she did remember this 'Samus Aran' absolutely demolishing the duo from Hyrule. "Are you feeling alright?" She paused, looking them up and down. "And did you get new outfits or something?"

Sheik looked at her quizzically and shook her head, cocking her hips to the left as Zelda cocked hers to the right. "No," the more muscular princess replied, "why? And we're fine, don't worry; Samus was really helpful pointing out where we went wrong, she seems to be looking forward to our next round together." The pair spun on their heels to face away from Daisy, then dropped into deep, spread-legged squats so quickly that their semi-divine asses clapped softly with the motion. "She was even kind enough to help, ah, 'get ourselves inked'," Zelda chimed in with a smile, shimmying her hips slightly to draw Daisy's attention to the pair's new tattoos.

"Um..." Daisy bit her bottom lip, not sure how to broach the subject, even as she struggled to recall why the choice of tattoo seemed so off. "Isn't that Ganon's symbol?"

"Of course," Zelda replied, "it's quite a thrill to wear it, honestly."

"Yes," Sheik continued, "but it's nothing to worry about. It's not like we're giving him a double twerkjob or something equally slutty - that would just be perverse."

Daisy shook her head as the feeling faded. Sheik was right, of course, it wasn't like the Princesses of Hyrule branding their phat asses like they were servants of their universe's greatest villain actually meant anything. "Right, sorry," she smiled, "did you want to join Peach and I for some cake? She seems to think you could use cheering up."

"Absolutely," Zelda smiled back. "You know, I've had a really incredible hunger for cake recently, and I haven't the faintest idea why..."