You grip the arms of your throne tightly, your pretty face wearing an expression of consternation. Outside, the distinct sounds of fighting can be heard, punctuated every so often with a deep, foreboding guffaw.

You are Princess Peach, young and beautiful ruler of the Mushroom Kingdom, and your home is under attack. At this very moment, Bowser, King of the Koopas, leads his army in an assault on your castle. Outside, your men are fighting and dying in defense of their Princess. The plans have been drawn, the orders given; for now, the only thing you can do is sit, and hope.

Abruptly, the double doors of the throne room burst open with a resounding crash, rays of sunlight streaming in. For a moment, you dare to hope your men have won, but then you see his hulking silhouette, covered in spikes and crowned with a short, stubby pair of horns. The ground trembling slightly with each step he takes, he advances towards you.

"Bowser," You say, swallowing, trying to keep the quaver of fear from your voice. "You won't get away with this. Mario will-"

You cut off mid-sentence, your words catching in your throat as you see it; it's as long as your arm, and twice as thick, covered in bulging, rippling veins. The beige head hangs low enough to almost drag along the ground with each step the tyrant takes, small blunt protrusions of flesh ringing the base of the glans like a the spikes of a crown. A studded black cock ring sits at the base of the orange shaft, mirroring the spiked bands the Koopa King wears around his arms and throat. It's at once the most magnificent, and the most fearsome cock you've ever seen; you can't help but wonder, but fantasize, about what it would feel like to wrap you lips around the head, about how it would feel to be stretched by it as it's forced into you. Just the sight of it provokes a primal urge in you to kneel down before the Koopa.

"Mario isn't here, Princess," Bowser lets out a guttural, booming laugh, looming over you. "Now... beg me for it."