Futa Mario

Story by sylvansteel

Long been a lurker around her, now I am starting a short series of Super Mario.

Premise: Some strange spell transformed every creature in the Mushroom Kingdom into Futas. Now Mario plus a crew of old and new friends must find out what the hell happened.

Every character in this fiction will be a futanari.

Super Mario belongs to Nintendo

When Mario woke up, she knew immediately, that something was different.She just couldn´t point her finger at it. Groggily the heroine of the Mushroom Kingdom pulled herself up, rubbing her eyes as finally managed to get out of bed. She hated getting up early, but judging bythe position of the sun it was already lunchtime and laziness hadlimits, unless she wanted to end up like Wario.

There it was again. The feeling, that something was different.

Mario stretched her arms, pushing her breasts out as she tried to think what gave her this strange feeling. Her eyes fell on the bed of her brother. It was empty, the blanket lying half on the floor. That was unlike her brother. Normally he would make his bed until everything looked perfect, before chiding her for sleeping the whole day. Had there been an emergency?

As Mario pondered over this new mystery, as she subconsciously realized that she was alone in their hut. Her hand wandered towards her crotch to scratch her balls. She couldn´t help but smirk, as she thought what her brother would say if he caught her during such an unladylike act…

Wait a second…unladylike behavior? Where were her balls?

Slowly Mario turned around, until she was facing a full-length mirror.Another minute passed as she stared at her mirrored self, trying to deny that what she was seeing was real.

Staring back at her was a woman. She was about a foot taller than Mario,about 5´8 foot, and had a gorgeous figure. Long straight brown hair feel to her midback. A pair of firm B-cup breasts rested at her chest, heaving up and down whenever Mario took another deep breath.The nipples were erect and at full attention as a wave of cool air washed over them. Her hips were wide, and unlike Mario her stomach was flat and taut. Between her legs was a ten inches long penis, proudly reaching over her navel. At its base a wet slit opened, as small drops of liquid started to form. Her face almost looked like Mario´s, though her nose was smaller and her lips fuller, and of course the Mario-Brothers trademark mustache was missing.

Mario let out a screech as she couldn´t deny anymore, that before her was a mirror and not some perverted moving picture. She was a girl with a nearly a foot long dick.

She also finally realized what had felt so wrong the whole time sincegetting up. She…no he had thought himself as a girl. He had even switched to pronouns every time he was thinking.

“Luigi,where are you?!” Her voice was high and girly. “Something iswrong!”

No answer came. Had Luigi seen his sister…Brother, dammit, and tried to find a cure on his own? Did whatever changed her…him kidnap his brother? A quick search of the hut confirmed that Luigi and his favorite outfit were missing. Besides that, and the unmade bed nothing was different from the day before.

Had Bowser or Kamek laid a curse on him? Probably, but why should they turn him into a hermaphrodite? Could she turn back?

She slammed her fist at the wall, breaking a brick. He could turn back!Somehow…Toadsworth probably had some answers.

Sighing, Mario started to get dressed. At least she tried to. After being so much taller, none of his clothes fit anymore. The biggest red shirt he found was barely covering her chest, leaving her stomach uncovered. Worse, because he had no bra, her nipples showed through the fabric, and he couldn´t help but moan, as the cloth brushed overthe sensitive flesh.

He took one of Luigi´s overalls, thankful that his brother matched her now roughly in size. However, her still erect cock was completely visible, rubbing against the cloth whenever he moved. Worse, because of the wider hips, his boxers were digging into his new pussy,reinforcing the pressure on his body.

Mario gritted his teeth as he opened the front of his overall, letting his manhood hang free. He couldn´t go out like this. Whenever he took a step, he felt pleasure coursing through him. Maybe he should…

He franticly shook his head. He couldn´t masturbate. Not in this body.

But maybe if he just used his penis…

Slowly he wrapped his hand around his erect manmeat. His male-body penis had not been unimpressive, but it was nothing against the rod she possessed now. Slowly he started moving his hand up and down his length and moaned, as he felt something like electricity shoot through his body. He had masturbated before, but comparing malemasturbation to this was like comparing masturbation to sex. Similar,but so much more pleasurable.

With wild abandon his hand started moving up and down his length, as he tried to focus his

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