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What Bowser is doing while Mario is in Worlds 1-7!

This used the Bowser Tattoo LORA at https://civitai.com/models/1677163?modelVersionId=1898287 . I've found the tattoo shows up much clearer in inpainting than in raw gen.

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This was made using a local install of Reforge for Stable Diffusion using the Nova Anime model: https://civitai.com/models/376130/nova-anime-xl .

I used Regional Prompter to help arrange the characters: https://github.com/hako-mikan/sd-webui-regional-prompter

As mentioned above this used the Bowser Tattoo LORA, both in the raw gen and in inpainting to make it look better. There was more inpainting for other details and such.

Finally, text edits were done using Canva: https://www.canva.com/

For the upload Tail Tagger was used to assist in tagging: https://github.com/renfald/tail-tagger . Along with the JPT-3 for AI assisted tags: https://huggingface.co/RedRocket/JTP-3/tree/main/models?not-for-all-audiences=true

AI Story - Bowser's Conquest

In the infernal heart of Bowser's blazing volcanic lair, where rivers of molten lava cast an unholy crimson glow across jagged obsidian walls, and the air throbbed with the seismic roar of underground eruptions, the tyrannical Koopa King sprawled upon his gargantuan throne like a god of destruction incarnate. The seat, hewn from volcanic rock and bristling with razor-edged spikes that dripped with condensed heat, dwarfed even his titanic frame—a body of pure, unbridled might, scales as thick as armor plating, muscles bulging like tectonic plates shifting, his fiery mane whipping in the superheated drafts. His yellow eyes burned with predatory glee, slitted pupils dilating as he inhaled the thick, oppressive atmosphere laced with sulfur and his own overpowering manly musk—a primal, sweat-drenched fog of smoke, testosterone, and raw conquest that clung to every surface, invading lungs and minds like a narcotic haze.

Before him, his conquered prizes—Princess Peach, Daisy, and Rosalina—were utterly shattered, their wills pulverized into fanatical devotion, their bodies branded with his emblem: massive, glowing tattoos of Bowser's snarling visage etched across their lower abdomens, the ink seared in by his scorching breath, pulsing with residual heat that made their skin tingle eternally. These once-regal women, now reduced to quivering, cum-drunk slaves, worshipped him with a desperation that bordered on madness, their emotions a whirlwind of obsessive lust, humiliating gratitude, and soul-crushing addiction. They craved him like air, their pussies aching emptily without his touch, ruined forever for any mortal man—especially that insignificant speck Mario, whose puny form could never ignite even a spark of what Bowser's dominance unleashed.

Princess Peach, her porcelain skin flushed a deep crimson from the relentless onslaught, was skewered atop his now even more obscene MONSTER COCK—a behemoth of veined, spiked horror, thicker than her thigh and longer than her entire body, its surface ridged with barbs that pulsed with infernal energy, stretching her sopping pussy to grotesque extremes. The bulge in her stomach wasn't just visible; it was a grotesque, undulating mound, her abdomen distended like she was pregnant with his raw power, every vein and spike imprinting against her inner walls in a symphony of agonizing ecstasy. She bounced on him with frenzied abandon, her hips slamming down in a wet, meaty cacophony of slaps and squelches, her juices gushing in torrents that soaked his scales and pooled on the throne. The air reeked of her arousal mixed with his musk—sweet, tangy nectar drowned in his smoky dominance—while the feel of his spikes raking her depths sent electric shocks through her nerves, her clit grinding against his rough pubic scales with every descent.

"Oh, Master Bowser! Fuuuuck!" Peach screamed, her voice a raw, shattered wail that echoed off the cavern walls, her blue eyes wide and wild, tears of overwhelming bliss streaming down her cheeks. Another cataclysmic orgasm tore through her like a supernova, her body convulsing violently, muscles seizing as if electrocuted, her pussy clamping down on his titanic shaft with vice-like force. She squirted explosively, hot fluids erupting in arcs that splattered across Daisy's and Rosalina's faces, her screams devolving into guttural howls of "More! Ruin me more, Master!" Her emotions were a maelstrom—pure, unadulterated worship bordering on insanity, her mind fractured by the pleasure, every fiber of her being screaming that she lived only for this, for him. "Your cock is a world-destroying beast! It's tearing me apart from the inside, bulging me like a fucking balloon! No one—no pathetic loser like Mario—could ever touch this! You've annihilated my soul, Master! I'm your eternal cum-dump!"

Bowser's thunderous laughter erupted like a volcanic blast, shaking the chamber and making pebbles rain from the ceiling, his claws digging into her hips with bruising force, drawing beads of blood that mingled with her sweat. The metallic tang of it hit the air, heightening the savage intensity. "Damn right, you worthless royal whore!" he snarled, his voice a gravelly boom that vibrated through her core, amplifying her spasms. "Feel that bulge? That's me owning your guts! I've turned you all into my mindless fuck-toys, bigger and badder than any dream you've ever had. Mario? That shrimp couldn't even make you wet—I've fucking obliterated you for anyone else!"

Flanking them, Daisy and Rosalina groveled on their knees, their bodies slick with sweat and Peach's squirted essence, their emotions a feverish cocktail of abject humiliation and euphoric enslavement. Daisy's athletic frame trembled with need, her hands worshipping Bowser's now even more gargantuan balls—each one a colossal, pendulous orb the size of a Koopa shell, veined and throbbing with pent-up fury, so heavy they sagged against the throne with audible thuds. She buried her face in them, inhaling his musk deeply until her lungs burned, the salty, musky flavor exploding on her tongue as she licked and sucked with sloppy, desperate fervor. The texture was rough, scales scraping her lips raw, the heat searing her mouth like hot coals, while the sound of her slurps—wet, greedy gulps—filled the air like a perverse orchestra. She ground her dripping pussy against his massive foot, humping it shamelessly, her orange hair matted and wild.

"Master Bowser, your balls are fucking enormous gods!" Daisy moaned, her voice muffled and choking, eyes rolling back in delirious ecstasy as she nuzzled deeper, the musk overwhelming her senses, making her head spin with addictive haze. Her emotions surged to extremes—rabid obsession, a burning hatred for her former freedom, replaced by this all-consuming need to serve. "They're so heavy, so full of your manly seed! Taste like pure power... you've wrecked me forever, Master! Mario's nothing—a tiny prick compared to your titanic might! Lick them, Rosalina—share this heaven!"

Rosalina, her ethereal beauty twisted into a mask of frenzied lust, alternated between devouring the exposed base of Bowser's behemoth BITCHBREAKER cock and his monolithic feet—each toe a claw-tipped pillar thicker than her wrist, the soles crusted with volcanic ash that gritted against her tongue. She and Daisy locked eyes in heated passion, their tongues intertwining in a sloppy, precum-smeared kiss around his shaft, lapping up the thick, ropey strands of his essence that dripped like molten honey, bitter and viscous, coating their throats and making them gag with delight. The feel of his veins pulsing under their lips was like stroking lightning, the spikes just out of reach but teasing with their promise of pain-pleasure. Rosalina's starry aura flickered erratically, her platinum hair disheveled, as she sucked on his toes, the musky, earthy taste mingling with ash and sweat, her body grinding against Daisy's in frantic friction, nipples hard as diamonds scraping skin.

"Master... your feet are divine monoliths, commanding my every breath!" Rosalina gasped, her voice a breathless sob of ecstasy, inhaling his scent until stars burst behind her eyes, her cosmic essence fracturing under the weight of her extreme emotions—utter surrender, a galaxy-spanning adoration that made her weep with joy. "And this cock... a cosmic destroyer! It's ruined every inch of me, Master Bowser! No star, no man—especially not that flea Mario—could ever compare! We've been branded, broken, addicted to your monstrous size!"

The chamber pulsed with raw, sensory overload: the blistering heat prickling skin, the cacophony of Peach's earth-shattering screams blending with wet sucks and Bowser's rumbling gloats, the visual chaos of bodies writhing in sweat-glistened abandon, tastes of salt and musk dancing on tongues, touches of rough scales against yielding flesh sending shudders through all. Bowser's titanic form tensed, his titanic dick swelling impossibly larger inside Peach, spikes digging deeper as her orgasms chained into a nonstop torrent, her body a quaking mess. His gargantuan balls churned under Daisy's assault, drawing up slightly, the pressure coiling like a supernova ready to explode—but he restrained it, drawing out the torment, his laughter a sadistic promise of more. "Beg for it, my ruined sluts! Praise your King's unbeatable manhood!"

Peach felt the first warning throbs ripple through her stretched, bulging form, her belly already distended grotesquely from his sheer size, but now it quivered in anticipation of the flood. Her mind was a shattered mess of ecstasy and total surrender, every nerve on fire, begging for his release to seal her as his forever. Daisy and Rosalina, faces smeared with precum and Peach's juices, lapped frantically at his base and balls, inhaling his choking musk until their heads spun, their own pussies throbbing with jealous need.

Peach rode him desperately, her pussy squelching loudly, juices gushing as his spikes scraped her insides. Her belly distended grotesquely, the tattoo warping over the bulge, her screams raw as another earth-shattering orgasm tore through her. “Oh, Master Bowser, your cock’s so fuckin’ huge!” she wailed, voice hoarse, tears streaming down her flushed face. “It’s ripping me apart, bulging my stomach—fuck, it’s too much! You’re so damn manly, so potent! Mario’s a joke, a tiny prick next to you. I’m your slut forever, Master!”

"Master Bowser, oh god, your cock... it's throbbing so hard," Daisy gasped, her voice husky and desperate as she sucked greedily on one of his massive balls, feeling it tighten under her lips, the searing heat making her mouth water even more. The thick, salty taste burned her tongue like spiced fire, and she moaned around it, her athletic body shaking. "You're so fucking manly, so virile—cum in her, please! Blast her full of that potent seed. Mario's got nothing on you; your balls are like endless volcanoes!"

Rosalina, her platinum hair matted with sweat and slick, pressed sloppy kisses along the pulsing veins of his shaft, her cosmic eyes locked on his with wild, adoring hunger. "Yes, Master... I can feel it building in you," she whispered breathlessly, her tongue flicking out to catch a drip of precum, the bitter tang making her shiver. "Your hyper-masculinity, that supreme potency—it's overwhelming. Flood Peach with it all; show us how ultra-virile you are. No one's ever been this powerful, this dominant. Not Mario, not anyone—we're addicted to you now."

Bowser's claws dug into Peach's hips with a savage grip, drawing thin lines of blood that sizzled against his scales, the metallic scent cutting through the heavy musk. "Fuck yeah, you sluts—beg for my load!" he snarled, his voice a deep, rumbling growl that vibrated straight through Peach's core, making her clench around him. "Gonna pump gallons of my seed into this royal cunt. Enough to breed a goddamn kingdom! Take it all, Peach!"

His MONSTER COCK swelled even bigger inside her, those infernal spikes locking in place as the eruption hit. Cum exploded out in a brutal torrent, gallons of the stuff blasting into her ravaged pussy with geyser force, thick ropes of dense, white-hot semen that felt like molten tar flooding her depths. The cum blast erupted, gallons of white-hot, glue-thick semen flooding Peach’s pussy. Her belly inflated instantly, ballooning into a sloshing, cum-stuffed orb, the tattoo stretching grotesquely. The pressure was too much—cum sprayed out in forceful jets, drenching Daisy and Rosalina, coating their faces, hair, and tits in sticky, clinging ropes that dripped like molten tar. Peach’s scream was primal, her most extreme orgasm yet obliterating her senses, her body convulsing like she’d been struck by lightning. Her pussy clamped down, milking his shaft as she squirted wildly, mixing with his overflow. Her belly inflated instantly, ballooning outward in a grotesque swell, skin stretching tight and shiny over the massive, sloshing mound, his snarling tattoo warping across it like a badge of ownership. The pressure built so fast she could hear it—wet, gurgling sloshes echoing as her abdomen pushed against her ribs, making every breath a gasp. Overflow hit like a dam breaking, pressurized jets of cum erupting from her overstuffed entrance, splattering Daisy and Rosalina in heavy, clinging waves that coated their faces, tits, and hair in sticky layers, dripping down their bodies like warm glue.

The room filled with the thunderous, wet blasts of his release, each pump sounding like a cannon firing, the air turning thick and pungent with his cum's raw aroma—salty, earthy, laced with that overpowering smoky testosterone that made their heads swim and their throats burn. Peach's body went nuclear, the most extreme orgasm of her life detonating through her like a star going supernova, ripping her apart from the inside out. She screamed—a raw, throat-shredding wail that bounced off the cavern walls—her muscles locking up in violent spasms, pussy clamping down on his shaft like it was trying to squeeze him dry. Juices squirted out in explosive arcs, mixing with his cum into a frothy mess that soaked his balls and the throne below. Tears poured down her flushed cheeks, her blue eyes rolling back as wave after wave of mind-melting pleasure crashed over her, her swollen belly jiggling with every involuntary twitch, the fullness pressing on her insides until she thought she'd burst. "Master Bowser! Fuuuuck, yes—your cum, it's everywhere, so thick and hot! Gallons of it, inflating me like a balloon... oh god, it's so virile, so potent! I'm cumming so hard, harder than ever—it's breaking my fucking mind! You're the ultimate man, so hyper-masculine... Mario's a joke, a tiny-dicked loser! Ruin me more, Master, please!"

Daisy and Rosalina lunged into the overflow like starving animals, tongues out and lapping at the cascading ropes, gulping down mouthfuls of the viscous, dense cum that stuck to their palates like honeyed tar, the intense salty burn igniting mini-orgasms in their cores just from the taste. It coated their skin in glistening sheens, warm and heavy, sliding down their curves as they rubbed it in, moaning through sticky lips. "Holy shit, Master, your seed's like liquid fire— so dense, so full of that ultra-virile power!" Daisy panted, scooping a handful from her cleavage and licking it clean, her body quaking with aftershocks. "Look at her belly, all swollen with you... you're a fucking god of potency!"

Rosalina swallowed hard, the thick load sliding down her throat with a satisfying weight, her starry glow pulsing brighter as it hit her stomach, sending sparks of ecstasy through her veins. "Mmm, Master Bowser, it's perfection—thick, endless, hyper-masculine essence!" she cried, smearing it across her breasts, nipples hardening under the slick touch. "Keep pumping; drown us in your supreme virility. Peach looks so owned, so full... we've never felt anything like this!"

Daisy and Rosalina dove into the deluge, gulping the dense, musky cum, the taste like salty fire exploding on their tongues, their bodies quaking with triggered orgasms. “Holy shit, Master, your seed’s so potent!” Daisy cried, rubbing it into her skin, her voice thick with awe. Rosalina gasped, swallowing greedily, the heat spreading through her core. “So much, so virile—your hyper masculinity’s unmatched! We’re yours, always!”

Bowser kept roaring and thrusting, his massive frame shuddering with each endless surge, more gallons flooding out in relentless waves, Peach's cum-bloated belly now a massive, wobbling orb that sloshed with every movement, the overflow turning the stone floor into a slippery, pungent puddle. His hyper-masculinity pulsed through every drop, that ultra-virile potency claiming them all over again, the women lost in a frenzy of praise and bliss, their voices hoarse with devotion as his conquest echoed through the lair. The room reeked of his potent release, the air heavy with wet slaps, gurgles, and their desperate moans. Bowser kept pumping, his roars deafening, gallons more flooding Peach, her belly now a massive, sloshing dome, the overflow pooling around the throne. His supreme potency and hyper-masculine dominance reigned absolute, the princesses drowning in his cum and their own ecstatic praise, forever claimed by his monstrous might.

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