The Plumber and the Maid

No sooner had Mario unlocked the door and placed his hand on the doorknob to let himself did a hidden panel in the back corner of the room open up and out popped a Toadette maid carrying a large red canvas bag. Their eyes met.

“Oh!” the Toadette squeaked, “M-m-m-m-m-m-master M-mario! What are you doing here?”

“I was having a private conversation with a friend,” Mario turned to her, “Also, I have free reign of the castle. The better question here is what are you doing here? Is this room being prepared to receive a guest?”

“Well, um. That is to say, no sir, b-but…,” the maid replied, flustered.

“Let me guess,” Mario smirked as he locked the door again, “You’re here because no one ever uses this room and you’re here to do something that you don’t want other people finding out about.”

Mario could tell by her deepening blush that he was right on the money.

“W, why would you say that?” she tried to deflect as Mario approached her slowly.

“That bag doesn’t look like cleaning supplies,” Mario was now close enough to see inside it. Sure enough, that was the tip of a silicone dildo poking out the top. A big one, too.

The Toadette attempted to hide the bag behind her back, but then sighed, knowing that trying to deny things further was only going to make things worse for her. She closed the maids’ entrance with her foot, and quietly said, “Yeah, okay, I came here to blow off some steam. The Pr…, Queen has had us busy all day in preparation for the Banquet. I needed a break to...test something.”

“And what would that be?”

Toadette’s mouth worked open and shut a few times, before settling on a response, “You wouldn’t believe me even if I told you.”

“Try me,” Mario placed his hand on the wall behind her, trapping her in the room with him, effectively. He then noticed something, “You’re the maid from this morning.”

She jumped, “How did you know?”

“You have a small spot on your cap in the shape of a magic rod,” Mario told her, “Hard to see from a distance, but up close it’s unmistakable. You Toads and Toadettes aren’t as hard to tell apart as you might think.”

The Toadette bit her lip, “I was the one sent to deliver your clothes last night. I was gone for an hour, but I don’t remember any of it. I woke up at the maid’s service entrance to the…, Queen’s Quarters when I saw that your clothes had been delivered, but I don’t remember doing it. I then found a note in my bra…”

Mario was silent, but he did shoot a look over at Vidyhyne. She gave him a knowing smirk and pressed a single finger to her lips in a “shush” motion.

“...and it said…,” Toadette said, her face several shades of red, “It, it said… I’m sorry Master Mario, I don’t know why I’m telling you all of this. Normally, I wouldn’t be talking about stuff like this…”

“Can I see the note?”

“I, uh, I don’t have it.” She was lying and Mario knew it.

“Is it really that embarrassing?”

“I, um…,” Toadette hummed, avoiding his gaze, “Would you be mad if I said ‘yes’?”

“No,” Mario pushed himself off the wall, giving the maid an out if she wanted it, “But you should know that not a word of this will leave this room.”

“You won’t tell the Head Maid? Or the Queen?”

“No,” Mario said as he turned around to leave and Vide shot him a look that said, “What the hell are you doing?”. He ignored her and continued speaking to Toadette, “I’m a plumber, remember? I know the importance of pacing oneself. So long as the work gets done, take all the time you need.”

He left Toadette to think about what he’d said. He then reached for the lock on the door when she called out, “Wait!”

Mario shot Vide a smirk and the goddess rolled her eyes at him. He turned back to Toadette, who was holding a very familiar piece of pink paper in her hands. “This is the note. Sorry for lying to you.”

Mario walked over and patted her gently on the head, “It’s okay. I surmise that this is deeply personal, right?”

“Mm-hmm,” Toadette quietly hummed as Mario took the note and quietly read the flowing silver script:

“Dearest Toadette,

“I had a grand old time! As a promise for your good behavior, here’s your reward: No matter how large of an object you place in any of your holes, not only will it now fit, no matter what, but your openings will always be as springy, tight, and elastic as it had been around my cock.

“With love, Vidyhyne.

“Addendum: Your ass is also now self-cleaning and self-lubricating. You’ll never have to do an enema or use lube again.”

He knew it. This had to be the person Vide played with last night, and now the goddess had set him up on a play date with her. Not that he was complaining.

“I see,” Mario said simply, “And this is what you wanted to test out?”

“Y, yes,” Toadette said shyly.

“And you’re sure this isn’t some kind of prank?” Mario of course knew it wasn’t, but he appearances to keep up.

“I thought so too, at first,” Toadette said, “But other things have happened since then that have made me question that notion.”

“Things like?”

“I’d rather not say,” Toadette flushed again, “It’s really not proper for a maid to say to a guest of the Princess – I mean Queen!”

“Less improper than sex?”

“Yes!” She wasn’t budging on this one. It must be pretty humiliating.

“Alright,” Mario said, “I won’t push you. But why tell me this at all, hm? You could have just let me walk out that door and that’d be the end of it.”

“Because…,” Toadette started, then shook her head to psyche herself up, “Because I want to test it with you, Master Mario!”

“Really now?”

“Yes! Ever since I saw you take the Queen during the orgy, I can’t get your dick out of my mind! It’s… one of the biggest I’ve ever seen that wasn’t made of silicone!” She took a step forward, surprising Mario with her boldness as she grabbed at the hem of his overalls, “Please! I wanna feel that monster fill me up at least once!”

“Adorable, isn’t she?” Vide called from across the room. Mario ignored her as he pondered his next move.