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"Find Mario! He has to be around here somewhere! We have to find him!"
Wendy Koopa barked these orders nearly every few minutes. It was clear to her troops that her patience was wearing thin. Already, Mario, Luigi, and that damned Yoshi had defeated the other Koopalings, and still, the plumber's reign of terror on the proud Koopa empire advanced across the land. All that was left was Wendy and a few hundred of the remaining Koopa troops that stood in the way of Mario and King Bowser.
In Wendy's eyes, this was her big moment. This was her chance to prove to her king that she was more than just the pretty face of the Koopalings. All she had to do was defeat Mario. No, capture him, and lay his beaten defeated body at her king's feet. They would all have to respect her then. Her king might even promote her, she hoped. She could see it, her standing as the commander of the Koopalings! Such a goal was in her grasp!”
She sat in the Captain's chair on the bridge of her airship daydreaming of the glory that was to come after defeating the champion of the Mushroom Kingdom. From her seat, she oversaw her underling Koopas as they piloted her ship. They were busy running about, managing the controls and issuing her orders to other Koopas on the ship. All the while, her vessel was floating through the sky of her assigned territory, searching long and hard for that plumber and his friends. She had to keep her troops on their toes, demanding a progress report every few minutes. Still, they said the same thing every time. "Nothing yet, ma'am!"
"But how? It makes no sense! Didn’t the reports say he was last seen in my territory! He has to be around here, and we have to find him!"
"Y-yes, ma'am!" her troops responded with fear in their voices.
Wendy sighed as she rubbed her temples. "I'm surrounded by incompetent idiots,” the Koopaling groaned. “All this work is giving me a headache.”
The only thing that seemed to fix her headaches were large, tall drinks of root beer. Wendy snapped her fingers, and from out of nowhere, a Koopa ran into the room and placed a tall heavy glass of root beer with a long straw on a desk next to her. Without even looking at or acknowledging the servant Koopa, she snatched it and slurped the drink down nonstop until the glass was empty. The second the glass was sat down, it was replaced with another full glass of root beer. Her headache eased a little, but the cause of her stress still remained. "Did we find him yet?" she asked again.
"No, ma'am!
The search continued for the next hour, further frustrating the commanding Koopa. She was so stressed, she didn’t realize that she was emptying her fifth glass of root beer. She put her hand to her mouth to muffle an unfeminine burp. If anyone heard it, no one was brave enough to address it. Wendy was so focused on finding Mario, she didn't notice how fast all that soda was going through her. Only after she realized how firmly she was crossing her legs did she notice how badly she needed to pee. “This isn't a time to go to the bathroom,” she thought. "Mario could pop up on our radars at any moment. When that happens, these idiots wouldn't know what to do. Besides, a lady doesn't let others know when she uses the bathroom. I have an image to uphold after all.”
She decided to put off her bathroom needs a little longer for the sake of finding Mario. All the while, her headache wasn’t letting up. Without thinking, she finished off another cool glass of root beer, but still her head throbbed, and more soda flowed into her bladder. More time without results passed, and the irritating need to pee grew worse until it was a dull ache that claimed Wendy’s belly. The Koopa’s body was tense in her seat, her legs practically twisted in a knot. All Wendy could think was, "I need to pee! I need to pee! Hurry up and show up, Mario, so I can go pee already!" As her urge to pee worsened, so did her temper, and she took her impatience out on her troops. Another half-hour of searching and nagging her subordinates, still no sign of Mario or his friends. “Where is he? Why hasn't he shown up yet?”
“Is something the matter, your prettiness?” the servant Koopa asked her as he brought another soda. “You seem on edge…"
"I'm on edge because you useless shells can’t find Mario! Now, quit ass licking and go find a way to make yourself useful!" she snapped at the Koopa.
As the Koopa servant slinked away, Wendy crossed her legs tighter together. Her bladder was achingly full thanks to all that soda filling it to bursting. So full in fact, that it filled out her belly, stretching the scales on her gut. Her teeth ground and her fingers tapped impatiently on the chair arm as her bladder commanded that she go to the bathroom already. She was trying hard to hide her desperation from the crew, but she couldn't help her constant squirming in her chair as she pressed her legs tighter together. The Koopas thought she was in one of her foul moods, but it was worse than that.
Her bladder was making it clear that it wasn't going to hold out much longer like this. If she didn't get to a toilet soon, the worst was sure to happen. However, Wendy was a lady, and ladies don't let others know they’re going to use the toilet, so she was going to have to make an excuse to leave the room. One last time, Wendy demanded a progress report. Same as before, there was no sign of Mario. "I'm going to check things on the top deck. Keep looking! I want to see some progress when I get back!" Not only did it give her a reason to leave the room, but she would pass the restrooms on the way to the top deck.
When she stood from her chair, she felt the weight of all that soda in her bladder dropping in her gut. So much pee pressing on her urethra made her want to cross her legs, but she refused to show any more ques to her internal plight. Instead, Wendy stood in place, clenching her inner muscles to keep her pee in check. All the while, she tried to play it off by looking around the bridge.
"Are you okay, ma'am?" a curious passing Koopa asked her.
"N-nothing! I was just thinking, that's all! Get back to work!" Wendy speed-walked to the door off the bridge. All she had to do was get past these doors and the bathrooms weren’t not far off. Wendy's bladder pulsated achingly behind her scales as relief grew closer.
Just as she grabbed the door handle, she heard from behind her, "Mistress Wendy! Mario spotted! Incoming!”
“Of course, he would pop up when I need to go to the bathroom!" Wendy groaned in her head. An impatient twinge from her bladder made her want to dash through those doors with her hands holding her crotch, but she couldn't leave yet. Looking as poised and calm as she could, she walked back to her captain's chair. "Where is he now?" she demanded to know.
Suddenly, the ship shook as something hit it, or rather jumped on it. "He was on the ground, now he's on the ship!" Said one of the Koopas at the controls. The ship continued to shake. Sounds of metal and wood braking could be heard all around. "He's trashing the ship!"
The Koopas started to panic, but Wendy took her wand in hand and shouted at them, "Stop panicking! I planned for this, remember? Everyone to your stations! Go!”
Everyone understood. In the event Mario got on the ship, Wendy knew her Koopa troops wouldn't be enough to beat him. Mario made that fact clear many times over. Hence, she made the plan to lure Mario to the bridge, and with her magic, trap him there while she activated the ship's self-destruct. She knew Lord Bowser would agree losing the airship was a small price for beating Mario. If the plumber died, that would be the end of it. If he lived, then Wendy would bring what was left of Mario to her king. This plan was foolproof with no chance of failing, and she plotted for every possibility.
Her bursting bladder was NOT one of those possibilities. Everyone evacuated the bridge, leaving Wendy alone in the room. The second they were gone, she openly held her crotch, but it did little to relieve her urgent need. “I wish I knew a spell for this,” she groaned as she looked down at the wand in her hand.
Wendy was standing alone on the bridge of her airship, her bladder on the verge of exploding and the greatest threat to the empire barreling his way toward her. She maybe had seconds before Mario shows up, but she had to do something about her bladder before he got here. Looking around, she couldn’t find anything to pee into, not that she could bring herself to do such a thing. “This is so wrong,” she thought. “Why is this happening to a poor innocent Koopa like me? I don’t deserve this!”
Suddenly, she heard something slam against the door to the bridge. Wendy trembled as she already knew what was on the other side. With every booming knock, the door was knocked a little more off the henges. As fear filled the Koopaling, her bladder tried to empty. Wendy crossed her legs where she stood trapping her hand between her thighs as she held her crotch. She struggled with all her might to hold on another moment, but she needed to pee so bad. She didn’t imagine like this.
Then, with fearful eyes she watched the door fall. In its place stood a mustached man in overalls….
---
I was in a bit of a rush when I was finishing this, so sorry for any mistakes you see...
The creaturer of the masterpiece was https://www.omorashi.org/profile/55364-bombality/
His art can be found here https://www.omorashi.org/topic/4711.....read/#comments
Go check out his stuff. Its some really good stuff!
"Find Mario! He has to be around here somewhere! We have to find him!"
Wendy Koopa barked these orders nearly every few minutes. It was clear to her troops that her patience was wearing thin. Already, Mario, Luigi, and that damned Yoshi had defeated the other Koopalings, and still, the plumber's reign of terror on the proud Koopa empire advanced across the land. All that was left was Wendy and a few hundred of the remaining Koopa troops that stood in the way of Mario and King Bowser.
In Wendy's eyes, this was her big moment. This was her chance to prove to her king that she was more than just the pretty face of the Koopalings. All she had to do was defeat Mario. No, capture him, and lay his beaten defeated body at her king's feet. They would all have to respect her then. Her king might even promote her, she hoped. She could see it, her standing as the commander of the Koopalings! Such a goal was in her grasp!”
She sat in the Captain's chair on the bridge of her airship daydreaming of the glory that was to come after defeating the champion of the Mushroom Kingdom. From her seat, she oversaw her underling Koopas as they piloted her ship. They were busy running about, managing the controls and issuing her orders to other Koopas on the ship. All the while, her vessel was floating through the sky of her assigned territory, searching long and hard for that plumber and his friends. She had to keep her troops on their toes, demanding a progress report every few minutes. Still, they said the same thing every time. "Nothing yet, ma'am!"
"But how? It makes no sense! Didn’t the reports say he was last seen in my territory! He has to be around here, and we have to find him!"
"Y-yes, ma'am!" her troops responded with fear in their voices.
Wendy sighed as she rubbed her temples. "I'm surrounded by incompetent idiots,” the Koopaling groaned. “All this work is giving me a headache.”
The only thing that seemed to fix her headaches were large, tall drinks of root beer. Wendy snapped her fingers, and from out of nowhere, a Koopa ran into the room and placed a tall heavy glass of root beer with a long straw on a desk next to her. Without even looking at or acknowledging the servant Koopa, she snatched it and slurped the drink down nonstop until the glass was empty. The second the glass was sat down, it was replaced with another full glass of root beer. Her headache eased a little, but the cause of her stress still remained. "Did we find him yet?" she asked again.
"No, ma'am!
The search continued for the next hour, further frustrating the commanding Koopa. She was so stressed, she didn’t realize that she was emptying her fifth glass of root beer. She put her hand to her mouth to muffle an unfeminine burp. If anyone heard it, no one was brave enough to address it. Wendy was so focused on finding Mario, she didn't notice how fast all that soda was going through her. Only after she realized how firmly she was crossing her legs did she notice how badly she needed to pee. “This isn't a time to go to the bathroom,” she thought. "Mario could pop up on our radars at any moment. When that happens, these idiots wouldn't know what to do. Besides, a lady doesn't let others know when she uses the bathroom. I have an image to uphold after all.”
She decided to put off her bathroom needs a little longer for the sake of finding Mario. All the while, her headache wasn’t letting up. Without thinking, she finished off another cool glass of root beer, but still her head throbbed, and more soda flowed into her bladder. More time without results passed, and the irritating need to pee grew worse until it was a dull ache that claimed Wendy’s belly. The Koopa’s body was tense in her seat, her legs practically twisted in a knot. All Wendy could think was, "I need to pee! I need to pee! Hurry up and show up, Mario, so I can go pee already!" As her urge to pee worsened, so did her temper, and she took her impatience out on her troops. Another half-hour of searching and nagging her subordinates, still no sign of Mario or his friends. “Where is he? Why hasn't he shown up yet?”
“Is something the matter, your prettiness?” the servant Koopa asked her as he brought another soda. “You seem on edge…"
"I'm on edge because you useless shells can’t find Mario! Now, quit ass licking and go find a way to make yourself useful!" she snapped at the Koopa.
As the Koopa servant slinked away, Wendy crossed her legs tighter together. Her bladder was achingly full thanks to all that soda filling it to bursting. So full in fact, that it filled out her belly, stretching the scales on her gut. Her teeth ground and her fingers tapped impatiently on the chair arm as her bladder commanded that she go to the bathroom already. She was trying hard to hide her desperation from the crew, but she couldn't help her constant squirming in her chair as she pressed her legs tighter together. The Koopas thought she was in one of her foul moods, but it was worse than that.
Her bladder was making it clear that it wasn't going to hold out much longer like this. If she didn't get to a toilet soon, the worst was sure to happen. However, Wendy was a lady, and ladies don't let others know they’re going to use the toilet, so she was going to have to make an excuse to leave the room. One last time, Wendy demanded a progress report. Same as before, there was no sign of Mario. "I'm going to check things on the top deck. Keep looking! I want to see some progress when I get back!" Not only did it give her a reason to leave the room, but she would pass the restrooms on the way to the top deck.
When she stood from her chair, she felt the weight of all that soda in her bladder dropping in her gut. So much pee pressing on her urethra made her want to cross her legs, but she refused to show any more ques to her internal plight. Instead, Wendy stood in place, clenching her inner muscles to keep her pee in check. All the while, she tried to play it off by looking around the bridge.
"Are you okay, ma'am?" a curious passing Koopa asked her.
"N-nothing! I was just thinking, that's all! Get back to work!" Wendy speed-walked to the door off the bridge. All she had to do was get past these doors and the bathrooms weren’t not far off. Wendy's bladder pulsated achingly behind her scales as relief grew closer.
Just as she grabbed the door handle, she heard from behind her, "Mistress Wendy! Mario spotted! Incoming!”
“Of course, he would pop up when I need to go to the bathroom!" Wendy groaned in her head. An impatient twinge from her bladder made her want to dash through those doors with her hands holding her crotch, but she couldn't leave yet. Looking as poised and calm as she could, she walked back to her captain's chair. "Where is he now?" she demanded to know.
Suddenly, the ship shook as something hit it, or rather jumped on it. "He was on the ground, now he's on the ship!" Said one of the Koopas at the controls. The ship continued to shake. Sounds of metal and wood braking could be heard all around. "He's trashing the ship!"
The Koopas started to panic, but Wendy took her wand in hand and shouted at them, "Stop panicking! I planned for this, remember? Everyone to your stations! Go!”
Everyone understood. In the event Mario got on the ship, Wendy knew her Koopa troops wouldn't be enough to beat him. Mario made that fact clear many times over. Hence, she made the plan to lure Mario to the bridge, and with her magic, trap him there while she activated the ship's self-destruct. She knew Lord Bowser would agree losing the airship was a small price for beating Mario. If the plumber died, that would be the end of it. If he lived, then Wendy would bring what was left of Mario to her king. This plan was foolproof with no chance of failing, and she plotted for every possibility.
Her bursting bladder was NOT one of those possibilities. Everyone evacuated the bridge, leaving Wendy alone in the room. The second they were gone, she openly held her crotch, but it did little to relieve her urgent need. “I wish I knew a spell for this,” she groaned as she looked down at the wand in her hand.
Wendy was standing alone on the bridge of her airship, her bladder on the verge of exploding and the greatest threat to the empire barreling his way toward her. She maybe had seconds before Mario shows up, but she had to do something about her bladder before he got here. Looking around, she couldn’t find anything to pee into, not that she could bring herself to do such a thing. “This is so wrong,” she thought. “Why is this happening to a poor innocent Koopa like me? I don’t deserve this!”
Suddenly, she heard something slam against the door to the bridge. Wendy trembled as she already knew what was on the other side. With every booming knock, the door was knocked a little more off the henges. As fear filled the Koopaling, her bladder tried to empty. Wendy crossed her legs where she stood trapping her hand between her thighs as she held her crotch. She struggled with all her might to hold on another moment, but she needed to pee so bad. She didn’t imagine like this.
Then, with fearful eyes she watched the door fall. In its place stood a mustached man in overalls….
---
I was in a bit of a rush when I was finishing this, so sorry for any mistakes you see...
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