The next morning.

You wake up... a loud rumbling seems to fill the space with sound. The room is dark... maybe it is still night? No wait... torches... your bedroom doesn't have torches.

As you shift to sit up, your legs seem to stick together... you reach down and a thick sticky liquid is trying to glue them shut... for a moment you think it's your period the soreness lends that theory credence but no... that smell... semen?

You manage to sit up and you feel the muscle pain in most of your body... definately not cramps then. Finally looking next to you, you spot the source of the rumbling sound. Bowser... snoring...

Shit... last night... did I...

Glancing around you confirm this is Bowser's bed chamber... no windows... black stone walls... torches...

It starts coming back to you... you were so horny... and he came... you went with him... and then let him... he "came" alright, inside you, many times.

"But it felt good." A voice says in your head. You don't have words to describe just how good it felt being dominated like that, in front of a crowd no less. Yeah, you have been called a bimbo in the past and you like to look the part but could you really just let it all go. That may have been the best night of your life... being treated as an object instead of a person... It felt more then good, it felt right.

That train of thought makes you shiver despite the heat in the room. It did feel right... but... you are a princess... a ruler... you have responsibilities...

Not really knowing what to do with your conflicting emotions, you decide to take it one step at a time... probably cleaning off all this dried cum would be a good start. Looking around carefully you only find one door though.

You get up... and stumble to the door, it's unlocked but there is a koopa troopa outside.

He takes one look at your cum covered appearance and grins wickedly at you, you can't help but notice his penis growing erect.