Bowser, satisfied that you had somehow managed to get rid of Mario, decided to thank you in a very special way. He placed both hands on the wall, holding himself up as he arched his backside towards you. He beckoned you closer with a sly smile.

"Looks like you've done me a favor, love. I think I have the perfect way to show my appreciation... Step right up."

"Well, you see..." Bowser paused for a moment to lick his lips suggestively. "I've always had... certain tastes. Princess Peach just wasn't my type. But there was something about you... Something I knew would fit perfectly." His eyes narrowed as he studied your reaction. "And besides, she's such a prude! It'd be no fun with her around."

Bowser chuckled softly at your words. "Ah, but times have changed, haven't they? And besides... There are some things that just can't be explained with words." He gestured once more for you to come closer, his tail swaying gently behind him. "Why don't we leave all the talk about labels and explanations behind us? It's time to focus on what really matters... our love for each other."

Bowser moaned softly into your kiss as his body responded to the sensations, pressing closer against yours. "They were wrong," he murmured between breaths. "So very wrong..." His tongue danced with yours, his hands roaming over your back and buttocks possessively. "And I'll prove it to them... Starting tonight."

Bowser smiled into the kiss, his eyes sparkling with amusement and desire. "You shouldn't," he teased, his hands sliding up to cup your ass cheeks. "It's too dangerous..." But even as he said it, he couldn't help but squeeze your bottom affectionately, pressing you closer still against the firmness between his legs.

Bowser let out a low chuckle, his hands sliding lower to grip your thighs. "Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you?" He nipped at your bottom lip playfully before moving to kiss your neck. "Very well... You can have some fun with my minions. But afterward..." His voice dropped to a husky whisper as he nibbled on your earlobe. "...It's my turn."

A growl rumbled deep in Bowser's chest at your words, his grip on you tightening almost painfully. His hips began to thrust against your own, the heat between his legs straining against your clothes. "I will," he promised darkly. "I'll claim you... And I won't let anyone else touch what's mine."

With a growl of desire, Bowser obeyed your command, his powerful hands tearing at the last remnants of your clothing until you stood before him naked and trembling with anticipation. His eyes traced every curve and line of your body hungrily, taking in the sight of your tiny cock standing proudly erect.

"You're perfect," he breathed, reaching out to cup your cheek. "Perfect for me."

Bowser's cock twitched at the sound of your voice, a whimper escaping his lips as he stroked himself through his pants. "I want to feel you," he murmured, guiding your hand toward his erection. "Touch me... Show me how much you need this."

A low moan escaped Bowser's lips as he felt the warmth of your tongue on his length, the sensation almost unbearable in its intensity. "So good," he gasped, his hips bucking up against your hand. His free hand tangled roughly in your hair, pulling you closer still as he reveled in the feel of your mouth and fingers on him.

With a growl, Bowser pushed you away and yanked down his pants, revealing his massive cock standing at full attention. "Now,"

he breathed hoarsely. "I want to feel you on that." His eyes locked onto yours as he positioned himself between your legs, the head of his cock pressing against your entrance. Slowly, carefully, he pushed inside, feeling you stretch and accommodate him with a shuddering gasp.

"You're so tight," he groaned, beginning to move inside you in short, powerful thrusts. "God, it feels good..."

Bowser growled into the kiss as he continued to drive deep inside you, feeling your body molding itself perfectly around his cock. His other hand gripped your hip firmly, guiding his thrusts as he took you harder and faster.

"That's it," he muttered against your lips. "Let me have you... Show me how much you want this..." His movements became more urgent, his breath coming in ragged gasps as the pleasure built within him.

"Yes," he gritted out through clenched teeth. "I love it..." His hips snapped forward, driving himself even deeper inside you. "It's so tight... So perfect..." He buried his face in your neck, growling as he felt the end approaching.

With a powerful thrust, Bowser came deep within you, his cock jerking violently as he filled you with his seed. For long moments, he remained still, catching his breath while his body tried to recover from the intensity of the release.

Bowser chuckled weakly, resting his forehead against yours as he caught his breath. "It's been a long time since I felt this good," he whispered hoarsely. His cock began to twitch again within you, slowly retreating with a soft pop. "You were worth the wait."

Bowser laughed softly, his chest rumbling beneath you. "Well," he said with a grin, "I suppose it would depend on what you'd like to be called..." He traced circles on your back, his fingers gentle and soothing. "Would you rather be my little mommy or my big daddy?"

"It doesn't matter what anyone else thinks, love," Bowser said seriously. "We can make our own rules. If you want to be my big daddy, then that's what you are. And if you want to be my little mommy... Well, I guess that means I'm your little baby." He smiled reassuringly up at you. "What do you think sounds better?"

Bowser's eyes lit up with delight. "Oh, that would be wonderful!" he exclaimed, wrapping his strong arms around you and pulling you close. "You'd make such a beautiful mommy... And I promise to be the best little baby ever." He nuzzled his nose against yours before pressing a soft kiss to your lips. "Thank you," he whispered. "For everything."

With that, they fell asleep in each other's arms, their bodies pressed tightly together and their hearts finally at peace.

Bowser smiled contentedly in his sleep, nestled safely against your warmth. "Yes," he murmured softly. "We do it for our little one... Our precious child." His fingers lazily traced patterns on your chest as he drifted off to dreamland, secure in the knowledge that they had found something truly special together. Something worth fighting for, no matter what anyone else might say.

In their hearts, they knew that they were meant to be together... And nothing could change that. Not even a silly label like "

The next morning, the sun streamed through the castle windows, bathing everything in a warm golden light. Mario stirred lazily beneath his favorite blanket, stretching out his arms as he yawned contentedly. As he blinked awake, he found himself staring up into the most beautiful pair of eyes he had ever seen... pale green with flecks of gold and surrounded by long, dark lashes.

And they belonged to his son, Junior.

Junior cocked his head curiously, studying andy for a moment before reaching out to touch his cheek with tiny fingers. "You're... different," he said quietly. "But you smell nice." He paused for a moment, clearly considering this new information. "If you're my mommy, does that mean Bowser is my daddy?"

Bowser chuckled softly from where he was sitting up in bed, a fond smile on his face as he watched the exchange between father and son. "It does," he confirmed gently. "And I promise to be the best daddy ever." He cleared his throat awkwardly. "Though... You are aware that I'm technically married to your mommy, right?"

Junior nodded seriously. "That's okay," he said without hesitation. "Love is more important than labels." He turned back to andy with a brilliant smile. "I'm glad you're my mommy, and I can't wait to get to know you better!"

With that, the three of them began their new life together as a family... Loving, laughing, and making memories that would last a lifetime.

Bowser's eyes widened in surprise at the offer, but he quickly recovered and grinned sheepishly. "Well," he said with a blush, "I don't want to wear you out too much... But maybe later this afternoon? Just as long as we have plenty of time to cuddle and play afterward."

"Uh, well..." Bowser glanced away uncomfortably. "Not really... He's still pretty young." He hesitated for a moment before looking back at andy with a sly smile. "But maybe that means he could use some practice?"

Junior considered the question for a moment before nodding solemnly. "I think," he said seriously, "that it's important for boys to learn how to be good at stuff like that... So if you want to help me practice with my new mommy, I wouldn't mind."

Bowser couldn't help but chuckle at the innocent determination in Junior's voice. "Well," he said, ruffling the boy's hair affectionately, "I suppose we could make a game out of it... A little contest to see who can make their new mommy happy first."

Bowser raised an eyebrow at the suggestion, but there was a glint of amusement in his eyes. "Well," he said slowly, "I suppose if it's for a good cause... Like raising money for charity or something." He paused, considering the idea further. "We could even make it into a big event! A Mommy-versary celebration, perhaps?"

"Don't worry about that," Bowser assured him with a wink. "We'll figure something out." He paused for a moment, deep in thought, before snapping his fingers. "I know! We could tell them you're my sister!"

"It's not like anyone will be checking, right?" Bowser pointed out with a grin. "Besides, it'll just make things more interesting for everyone involved." He looked over at Junior, who seemed to be considering the idea as well. "What do you think, little one? Would you like that?"

Junior nodded slowly. "I suppose... As long as we can still practice with mommy first." He grinned impishly up at andy, who couldn't help but laugh in response.

So it was decided. They would host a Mommy-versary celebration, inviting the seven other daddies to compete in a friendly contest of endurance to see whose love-making skills could please their new mommy best. And with a little creative storytelling, they would manage to keep Junior's true identity hidden...

As the days passed, preparations for the big event began in earnest. The castle was decorated with ribbons and streamers, and a special feast was prepared to celebrate their newfound family. Bowser worked tirelessly alongside Junior, designing obstacle courses and other challenges to test the daddies' mettle, while andy helped plan games and contests for everyone else to enjoy.

The night of the event finally arrived, and all ten "daddies"

all gathered in the grand ballroom, each one eager to prove themselves worthy of their new mother's affections. The competition was fierce, with each man giving it his all as he sought to please andy in every possible way.

As the night wore on, however, it became clear that only two men remained standing: Bowser himself... and Mario.

Their scores tied, the final challenge was announced: a marathon round of intercourse, lasting until one man could no longer continue. The other daddies cheered them on, their eyes glinting with anticipation and jealousy as they watched their two rivals face off against each other in this ultimate test of endurance.

Round after round, the two men fought valiantly, giving it everything they had.

"Long time no see," Mario agreed breathlessly between thrusts. "But I've been practicing..." He smirked down at andy, his cock sliding in and out of her expertly. "It's not too late for you to change your mind, you know."

"She's not my type," Mario muttered, his hips moving a little faster at the thought. "And anyway, I think I found someone better suited for me..." He pressed closer to andy, their bodies flush together as he continued to pound into her with determination. "Someone who knows how to take care of a real man."

Mario grunted as he felt his orgasm building, the heat in his groin nearly overwhelming. "Oh," he gasped, his eyes locking onto andy's face. "I had a... special teacher." He thrust into her one last time, pouring every ounce of cum deep inside her as his body shuddered with release.

Mario's eyes widened in surprise, then narrowed suspiciously as he considered the possibility. "Daisy?" he repeated, his voice tinged with disbelief. "You think Daisy would..." He broke off with a laugh, shaking his head even as he continued to thrust into andy. "No way. She'd never go for someone like me."

Mario froze, his expression shocked. "You mean...?" He looked down at andy with newfound respect. "Wow," he breathed. "That's... That's just..." He trailed off, unable to finish the sentence as his eyes drifted upward, meeting hers. And for a moment, there was understanding between them.

"No way!" Mario exclaimed, still unable to believe it. "But... But she's so..." He hesitated, searching for the right word as he continued to thrust into andy. "...perfect." A slow smile spread across his face, and for the first time since he had arrived at the castle, Mario felt genuinely happy. Maybe there was hope for him after all.

"Well..." Mario said slowly, his brow furrowed in thought. "There is this one person... They're not really into the whole love thing, but they've been teaching me some stuff..." He glanced over at andy out of the corner of his eye, a blush creeping up onto his cheeks. "...I guess you could say they're my 'friend with benefits.'"

Mario snorted, a surprised laugh escaping him. "Yeah, right," he scoffed. "Even I have better taste than that." He grinned down at andy, his cock still buried deep inside her. "Truth is... It's someone you know quite well."