Dim lights came up around the room, giving Mario a better look at his surroundings. His green clad brother was nowhere to be seen. The small room was lined wall to wall with cases and shelves packed with strange objects, many with obvious keyholes waiting to be unlocked.
The harsh red spotlight on the woman seated in the center of the room changed to a more neutral color, rendering her even more tempting.
Getting a good look at her now, she reminded Mario of his beloved Princess Peach, but also his hated enemy Bowser. The tall, narrow crown balancing perfectly on the middle of her skull was bright yellow and had wide eyes like the Super Star that Mario was so fond of collecting. It rested between two long curved horns and atop silky shoulder-length fiery red hair that resembled the malevolent turtle's, but the heart-shaped bangs and lovely face underneath looked almost exactly like that of the Princess, although with darker make-up around the eyes than Peach would ever dream of wearing.
Peach would never dream of being seen in the rest of the ensemble, either, though this woman's curves reminded Mario of the curves of Peach's body when she wore something more sporty than her usual billowy gown.
She had leather straps studded with sharp spikes around her neck, upper arms, and wrists. She wore tight black socks that came up to her thighs and intimidating black boots that came up to her knees. And then there was that tight black leather corset, contrasting with her fair, smooth pink skin and lifting and separating her perky breasts. Between her cleavage was a blue gemstone decorating the corset's décolletage, and protruding from it prominently was a big, shiny key.
"Uh, hi," Mario said, giving her a feeble wave.
"Hi," Bowsette said back, giving him a more confident wave and a smile that Mario wasn't sure whether he loved or hated, but that certainly made him deeply uncomfortable. At any rate, he didn't like the way her especially sharp teeth between her tempting lips reminded him of his deadly nemesis.
"So, are you in here to give me hints or something?" Mario asked.
"I'm giving you one right now," Bowsette said.
Her voice was very similar to Peach's, but lower and huskier. As she spoke, she shifted in her seat, pushing her chest out even more prominently and also affording Mario a glimpse at a spiky green turtle shell and swishing spiky yellow tail similar to Bowser.
Mario's face turned as red as his shirt and he averted his gaze, walking over to the nearest shelf and fussing with all the objects on it, confirming that none of them would open without some kind of key.
"So, an escape room, huh?" he said, trying to hide his discomfort. "Luigi and Daisy keep trying to talk me and Peach into doing one of these things with them, but who ever has the time, am I right?"
Bowsette cleared her throat, drawing Mario's attention back to her.
"Here's your hint," she said. "The very first step is to take this key. Then you figure out what the key opens and then things open up from there."
Mario swallowed nervously, walking closer to Bowsette and trying to look at the smooth, round curves of her fleshy mounds as if they were something as commonplace as a table rather than heaving mammaries begging to be enjoyed.
"Perhaps you could just, uhh, hand me the key?" Mario suggested, holding his white-gloved hand out.
"Oh! Where would the fun in that be?"
Meanwhile, Luigi had just received pretty much the exact same "hint" from the woman in the spotlight in the center of his room.
She had the same facial features, wonderful curves, and smooth flawless skin as Princess Peach, but she was even paler. Her lips and her eyeshadow were a vivid pink. Beneath her tall, narrow crown, ghostly white hair flowed down past her magnificent breasts, cleavage displayed prominently by her lacy white corset, an antique cameo dangling from an old-fashioned necklace made of small pearls drawing more attention to her breasts and the large key sticking out between them.
Delicate arms in long white opera gloves rested in her lap, and she wore a short, billowy wisp of a white skirt above white fishnet stockings.
At least she was attempting to act like she matched Luigi's level of discomfort. Every time Luigi would look directly at her, he'd notice her closing her eyes tightly, even as she let out flirtatious little giggles. She stuck out a long, pink tongue playfully and started showing off the tricks she could do with it, folding it and rolling it. Luigi wished he had a cherry to feed her just so he could see if she could tie the stem into a knot in her mouth.
He reached towards the beautiful Boo's beautiful boo-bies, only to quickly pull his hand away as if the key had tried to bite him.
Booette giggled again.
"Come on," she said softly. "Don't be shy."
Her voice was similar to Peach's, only higher and more ethereal.
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