Author's note: this story is quite different from most of my others, but as usual if you're looking for romance you probably won't find it here. If you're looking for mindless fucking, that I think I can help with. You don't necessarily have to be a fan of video games to enjoy this story, but it would help a lot. As always, thanks for reading!
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Master Handsy was hard at work; assembling fighters, preparing the stage and making sure everything was just right. It had to be perfect, he took his work too seriously to fuck anything up. The giant, gloved hand which composed his body twitched with excitement, as it always did when the big moment was drawing close.
Soon, he thought, soon I'll have relief from these tremors. While not capable of sex in the physical sense, he had learned long ago that having no outlet for the intense lust he felt would drive him to madness, as it had his brother, Crazy Hand.
He hastened his final preparations. Perfect. Exactly what he had been craving. The fighter trophies had been set: the males on one side of the floating stage and the females on the other. With a snap of his fingers, their consciousness would be awoken and they'd be filled with the burden of Master Handsy's own perverse desires. He wouldn't control the fighters directly, but they would still be acting out his will. They were all rowing the boat, but Master Handsy was behind the wheel and the destination was depravity.
Master Handsy retreated out of sight to a vantage point where he could see but not be seen. His fingers were sweaty and his tremors violent, but he had enough control left to kick things off.
*SNAP*
All 30+ of the fighters awoke at the same moment, dazed at first but only at first. Nearly instantly, their purpose in this place became apparent, obvious, even natural to them. Looking across the stage, the women saw the men and the men saw the women. They knew what must be done.
Donkey Kong was the first to react. He darted and rolled across the stage, bee-lining for the busty, blonde-haired Princess Peach. With one giant hand he snatched her around the waist and tossed her onto his shoulder. Before she even knew what was happening, he was leaping up to the stage's highest platform, his big gorilla dick swinging like a thick vine between his legs. Bowser wasn't far behind them.
There was a mad rush by the other male fighters to get at the most desirable of the remaining women. Through size and strength, King Dedede and Incineroar muscled their way to the Wii Fit Trainer, sandwiching her toned, gray body between their massive frames. King K. Rool knocked away Luigi and Olimar, getting his clawed hand onto Daisy before the others. None dared challenge his dibs on the sexy redhead, except Wario who, bearing his trademark sneer, stepped forward as if wanting to share her. Luigi shuddered at the thought of either having their way with his sweetheart, but he knew he didn't stand a chance of rescuing her and watched helplessly as the two big goons tore off her yellow dress revealing her creamy body beneath.
Link's immediate reaction was to get between Ganondorf and Zelda, but to his surprise, the old demon merely sat down on the ground, a wicked smile on his face. Link heard a soft scream behind him, realizing too late that Ridley had gotten hold of his princess and was tearing her clothes to shreds.
Mario tried not to think about what was happening to his own princess up on the top platform and did his best to ignore the pained shrieks and animalistic grunts he heard coming from there. He couldn't see, but DK had torn off Peach's dress and was manhandling her huge, creamy tits as he pounded her tight pussy with his impressively girthy cock. Peach couldn't believe how big it was, she guessed well over a foot in length and wider than her leg. How it was fitting inside her, or how she felt more pleasure than pain, she had no clue. Even when Bowser dipped his scaly, yellow dick into her mouth, she took it willingly and happily.
Samus watched as the big boys bum rushed Trainer and the three princesses, glad she hadn't been targeted but confident she'd have put up more of a fight than they had. She eyed the remaining fighters; several women but many more men, all of whom were hesitating after the initial rush. Samus acted quickly, identifying Fox as the most desirable of the men remaining ( though seeing some of the cocks the big guys were revealing was starting to get her jealous). Quickly she moved to Fox's position, giving him a look that said everything it needed to say. The two began stripping off their armor and clothing.
Rosalina found herself gravitating towards Ryu and Ken, who were happy as ever to be starting Round One of yet another tag-team match.
Corrin and Lucina, realizing that none of the men from their universe had been woken, approached the only other person they could see with a sword. Link was watching pitifully as Zelda, suspended in Ridley's huge arms, was raised and lowered on the winged creature's rough-skinned, ridiculously long prick. Ridley's alien tongue circled and ensnared Zelda's hard, pink nipples. Zelda herself could hardly breath considering how hard Ridley was fucking the wind out of her. Still, she was experiencing pleasure unlike any she'd ever known while her faithful protector Link watched, barely noticing the Fire Emblem warriors who were removing his green tunic.