Commissioned by Darz213 a while back. Enjoy the story that goes with this. ^_^
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Darz found himself unexpectedly separated from Mario while they were on a mission to rescue Princess Peach, only to emerge in the desolate and foreboding realm known as the Ruined Kingdom. As he gazed upon the bleak landscape stretching before him, Darz couldn't help but feel a sense of unease creeping over him. The Ruined Kingdom seemed frozen in time, its once-grand structures now reduced to crumbling ruins, shrouded in an eerie silence broken only by the occasional howl of the wind. Dark clouds hung low in the sky, casting a shadow over the barren land below, adding to the kingdom's aura of abandonment and decay.
As Darz ventured deeper into the heart of the Ruined Kingdom, he couldn't shake the feeling of being watched, as if unseen eyes were following his every move. The air was thick with an oppressive stillness, broken only by the sound of his own footsteps echoing off the ancient stone walls. Despite the desolation that surrounded him, Darz pressed on, determined to uncover the secrets hidden within this forgotten realm.
Along the way, he encountered the remnants of once-majestic structures, now reduced to little more than crumbling facades and rubble-strewn pathways. Nature had begun to reclaim the land, with twisted vines and gnarled trees creeping up through the cracks in the earth, further adding to the kingdom's sense of desolation. Yet amidst the ruins, Darz sensed a faint glimmer of hope. Maybe there was someone here that he could reason with to help him get back to Mario.
As Darz cautiously made his way toward the looming arena, his heart pounded with a mixture of anticipation and nerves. Standing at its center, a formidable figure awaited him – Madam Broode. As their eyes met, Darz couldn't help but feel a rush of emotions, his cheeks flushing as he took in the sight of her imposing form.
Madam Broode sneered, “You’re the one with the red little man, hmm? Well, pretty soon my pet Chain Chomp is going to take care of you. I’m certain that’ll please Bowser.”
Darz did consider launching an attack at her but as he gazed upon Madam Broode's soft and ample belly, a different desire stirred within him.
Summoning his courage, Darz took a bold step forward, his voice trembling slightly as he confessed his true feelings. He said, “Well, how about a fight…would you rather have a hug? Much better than fighting, huh?”
As the words left his lips, both he and Madam Broode stood frozen in place, their cheeks flushing crimson with embarrassment.
For a moment, silence hung heavy in the air as they stared at each other, their hearts racing in unison. It didn’t take long for Madam Broode to snarl, shaking her head at this stranger flirting with her. “Don’t assume that’ll work on me. Chain Chomp! Dinner!”
With a menacing growl, the metallic beast lunged forward, its massive jaws snapping hungrily as it sought to sink its teeth into Darz.
Reacting swiftly, Darz evaded the creature's relentless assaults with remarkable agility, narrowly dodging each ferocious snap of its jaws. As he danced gracefully around the arena, his mind raced, searching for a way to gain the upper hand against his formidable adversary.
Then, a daring idea flickered in Darz's mind – an unconventional tactic that just might turn the tide of battle in his favor. With a bold leap, he vaulted over the charging Chain Chomp, narrowly avoiding its razor-sharp teeth. Landing gracefully on the opposite side of the arena, Darz quickly surveyed his surroundings, searching for the perfect object to execute his plan.
Spotting a nearby stick lying discarded on the ground, Darz wasted no time in seizing the makeshift weapon, brandishing it confidently as he turned to face the relentless Chain Chomp. With a bold shout, he waved the stick in the air, catching the creature's attention with his bold display.
To Darz's surprise, the Chain Chomp hesitated for a moment, its fiery gaze fixated on the tantalizing object in Darz's hand. Seizing the opportunity, Darz unleashed his plan with a flourish, tossing the stick across the arena with a swift motion of his arm.
As if under a spell, the Chain Chomp's instincts took over, its eyes alight with excitement as it bounded eagerly after the flying stick. With a triumphant bark, the creature snatched the stick from the air, its metallic jaws clamping down on the wooden object with surprising gentleness.
Stunned by the unexpected turn of events, Madam Broode could only watch in disbelief as her fearsome pet obediently obeyed Darz's command, its aggressive demeanor replaced by an almost playful enthusiasm. For a moment, the arena was filled with an awkward silence as Madam Broode struggled to comprehend what had just transpired.
Darz extended a tentative hand towards the towering figure of Chain Chomp, his touch gentle and reassuring as he began to rub and pet the fearsome creature. Sensing the calming effect of Darz's touch, the metallic beast emitted a low rumble of contentment, its fiery gaze softening as it nuzzled affectionately against Darz's hand.
Madam Broode's expression darkened at the sight, her lip curling in a snarl of frustration. "Fine," she growled, her voice dripping with disdain, "I'll handle him myself. I've got a job to do, and I won't be hindered by the likes of you." With determined strides, she closed the distance between herself and Darz, her towering form casting a long shadow over the arena floor.
Undeterred by Madam Broode's menacing demeanor, Darz maintained his calm composure, a warm smile playing across his features as he extended his arms in a gesture of peace. "Perhaps we can settle this without resorting to violence," he suggested, his voice calm and steady despite the tension that hung in the air.
To Darz's surprise, Madam Broode's expression softened at his unexpected offer, her eyes flickering with uncertainty as she hesitated for a moment. Caught off guard by the sudden change in her demeanor, Darz seized the opportunity to extend an olive branch, his smile widening as he spoke. "How about a hug instead?" he suggested, his tone hopeful as he took a step forward.
For a moment, silence hung heavy in the air as Madam Broode considered Darz's offer, her gaze flickering between him and the looming shadow of Chain Chomp at his side. Then, to Darz's astonishment, a faint blush crept across Madam Broode's cheeks, her expression softening as she reluctantly nodded her assent.
"Well... I suppose that wouldn't hurt. After all, Mario is the main one I’m to stop. Not you," she conceded, her voice tinged with uncertainty. Blushing furiously, Madam Broode stood before Darz, her hands planted firmly on her ample hips as she reluctantly acquiesced to his request for a hug. As Darz stepped forward, enveloping her in his embrace, Madam Broode's cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of crimson, her heart pounding erratically in her chest as she felt the warmth of his body pressed against hers.
With Darz's head nestled against her chest, Madam Broode couldn't help but feel a strange sense of vulnerability wash over her, her breath catching in her throat as she tentatively wrapped her arms around him in return. Despite her best efforts to maintain her composure, she couldn't suppress the soft gasp that escaped her lips as she felt the comforting weight of Darz's embrace.
As Darz nuzzled against the soft, plump expanse of her belly, Madam Broode couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth spread through her, her heart fluttering with an unfamiliar sensation as she savored the intimacy of the moment. Yet, even as she basked in the unexpected closeness between them, a flicker of apprehension gnawed at the edges of her mind, a reminder of the precariousness of their situation.
Caught between conflicting emotions, Madam Broode found herself torn between the desire to revel in the warmth of Darz's embrace and the fear of what repercussions their clandestine encounter might bring. With a soft sigh, she reluctantly pulled away from Darz, her cheeks still flushed with embarrassment as she fixed him with a stern glare.
"Don't you dare breathe a word of this to Bowser," she warned, her voice tinged with a note of urgency as she sought to impress upon Darz the gravity of their situation. "Or else," she added, her tone laced with a hint of menace, "you'll find yourself adding to the contents of my gut."
Darz couldn't help but chuckle at her playful threat, a warm smile playing across his lips as he reassured her, "You have my word, Madam Broode. Your secret is safe with me."
As Darz tentatively began to pet and massage Madam Broode's doughy midsection, he couldn't help but marvel at the softness and warmth of her ample frame beneath his touch. With each gentle stroke, he felt a sense of intimacy and connection blossoming between them, a feeling that transcended the chaos and uncertainty of their surroundings.
To his surprise, Madam Broode's eyes widened in shock at his boldness, her breath catching in her throat as she registered the unexpected sensation of his hands kneading her love handles. Yet, even as a blush spread across her cheeks, she found herself unable to suppress the instinctive urge to draw him closer, her arms wrapping around him in a tight embrace as she reveled in the warmth of their shared moment.
With Darz nestled against her soft, pliant belly, Madam Broode couldn't help but feel a strange sense of contentment wash over her, her heart swelling with a newfound sense of affection for the unlikely companion in her arms. As they walked together, her steps slow and deliberate, she found herself unable to resist a playful remark, her voice tinged with a hint of amusement.
"I suppose I now have two pets," she mused, her tone teasing as she squeezed Darz affectionately against her. "One for attacks and one for pampering." The suggestion elicited a bashful smile from Darz, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he realized the truth in her words.
For Darz, the cares of the outside world faded into the background as he found himself lost in the simple pleasure of Madam Broode's company. In that moment, the thought of Mario and Princess Peach seemed a distant memory, overshadowed by the warmth and companionship he found in the arms of the unlikely ally beside him.
As they continued their leisurely stroll through the Ruined Kingdom, Darz couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the unexpected bond that had formed between them. And in the midst of their shared laughter and playful banter, he couldn't shake the feeling that perhaps, despite their differences, they were exactly where they were meant to be.
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Darz found himself unexpectedly separated from Mario while they were on a mission to rescue Princess Peach, only to emerge in the desolate and foreboding realm known as the Ruined Kingdom. As he gazed upon the bleak landscape stretching before him, Darz couldn't help but feel a sense of unease creeping over him. The Ruined Kingdom seemed frozen in time, its once-grand structures now reduced to crumbling ruins, shrouded in an eerie silence broken only by the occasional howl of the wind. Dark clouds hung low in the sky, casting a shadow over the barren land below, adding to the kingdom's aura of abandonment and decay.
As Darz ventured deeper into the heart of the Ruined Kingdom, he couldn't shake the feeling of being watched, as if unseen eyes were following his every move. The air was thick with an oppressive stillness, broken only by the sound of his own footsteps echoing off the ancient stone walls. Despite the desolation that surrounded him, Darz pressed on, determined to uncover the secrets hidden within this forgotten realm.
Along the way, he encountered the remnants of once-majestic structures, now reduced to little more than crumbling facades and rubble-strewn pathways. Nature had begun to reclaim the land, with twisted vines and gnarled trees creeping up through the cracks in the earth, further adding to the kingdom's sense of desolation. Yet amidst the ruins, Darz sensed a faint glimmer of hope. Maybe there was someone here that he could reason with to help him get back to Mario.
As Darz cautiously made his way toward the looming arena, his heart pounded with a mixture of anticipation and nerves. Standing at its center, a formidable figure awaited him – Madam Broode. As their eyes met, Darz couldn't help but feel a rush of emotions, his cheeks flushing as he took in the sight of her imposing form.
Madam Broode sneered, “You’re the one with the red little man, hmm? Well, pretty soon my pet Chain Chomp is going to take care of you. I’m certain that’ll please Bowser.”
Darz did consider launching an attack at her but as he gazed upon Madam Broode's soft and ample belly, a different desire stirred within him.
Summoning his courage, Darz took a bold step forward, his voice trembling slightly as he confessed his true feelings. He said, “Well, how about a fight…would you rather have a hug? Much better than fighting, huh?”
As the words left his lips, both he and Madam Broode stood frozen in place, their cheeks flushing crimson with embarrassment.
For a moment, silence hung heavy in the air as they stared at each other, their hearts racing in unison. It didn’t take long for Madam Broode to snarl, shaking her head at this stranger flirting with her. “Don’t assume that’ll work on me. Chain Chomp! Dinner!”
With a menacing growl, the metallic beast lunged forward, its massive jaws snapping hungrily as it sought to sink its teeth into Darz.
Reacting swiftly, Darz evaded the creature's relentless assaults with remarkable agility, narrowly dodging each ferocious snap of its jaws. As he danced gracefully around the arena, his mind raced, searching for a way to gain the upper hand against his formidable adversary.
Then, a daring idea flickered in Darz's mind – an unconventional tactic that just might turn the tide of battle in his favor. With a bold leap, he vaulted over the charging Chain Chomp, narrowly avoiding its razor-sharp teeth. Landing gracefully on the opposite side of the arena, Darz quickly surveyed his surroundings, searching for the perfect object to execute his plan.
Spotting a nearby stick lying discarded on the ground, Darz wasted no time in seizing the makeshift weapon, brandishing it confidently as he turned to face the relentless Chain Chomp. With a bold shout, he waved the stick in the air, catching the creature's attention with his bold display.
To Darz's surprise, the Chain Chomp hesitated for a moment, its fiery gaze fixated on the tantalizing object in Darz's hand. Seizing the opportunity, Darz unleashed his plan with a flourish, tossing the stick across the arena with a swift motion of his arm.
As if under a spell, the Chain Chomp's instincts took over, its eyes alight with excitement as it bounded eagerly after the flying stick. With a triumphant bark, the creature snatched the stick from the air, its metallic jaws clamping down on the wooden object with surprising gentleness.
Stunned by the unexpected turn of events, Madam Broode could only watch in disbelief as her fearsome pet obediently obeyed Darz's command, its aggressive demeanor replaced by an almost playful enthusiasm. For a moment, the arena was filled with an awkward silence as Madam Broode struggled to comprehend what had just transpired.
Darz extended a tentative hand towards the towering figure of Chain Chomp, his touch gentle and reassuring as he began to rub and pet the fearsome creature. Sensing the calming effect of Darz's touch, the metallic beast emitted a low rumble of contentment, its fiery gaze softening as it nuzzled affectionately against Darz's hand.
Madam Broode's expression darkened at the sight, her lip curling in a snarl of frustration. "Fine," she growled, her voice dripping with disdain, "I'll handle him myself. I've got a job to do, and I won't be hindered by the likes of you." With determined strides, she closed the distance between herself and Darz, her towering form casting a long shadow over the arena floor.
Undeterred by Madam Broode's menacing demeanor, Darz maintained his calm composure, a warm smile playing across his features as he extended his arms in a gesture of peace. "Perhaps we can settle this without resorting to violence," he suggested, his voice calm and steady despite the tension that hung in the air.
To Darz's surprise, Madam Broode's expression softened at his unexpected offer, her eyes flickering with uncertainty as she hesitated for a moment. Caught off guard by the sudden change in her demeanor, Darz seized the opportunity to extend an olive branch, his smile widening as he spoke. "How about a hug instead?" he suggested, his tone hopeful as he took a step forward.
For a moment, silence hung heavy in the air as Madam Broode considered Darz's offer, her gaze flickering between him and the looming shadow of Chain Chomp at his side. Then, to Darz's astonishment, a faint blush crept across Madam Broode's cheeks, her expression softening as she reluctantly nodded her assent.
"Well... I suppose that wouldn't hurt. After all, Mario is the main one I’m to stop. Not you," she conceded, her voice tinged with uncertainty. Blushing furiously, Madam Broode stood before Darz, her hands planted firmly on her ample hips as she reluctantly acquiesced to his request for a hug. As Darz stepped forward, enveloping her in his embrace, Madam Broode's cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of crimson, her heart pounding erratically in her chest as she felt the warmth of his body pressed against hers.
With Darz's head nestled against her chest, Madam Broode couldn't help but feel a strange sense of vulnerability wash over her, her breath catching in her throat as she tentatively wrapped her arms around him in return. Despite her best efforts to maintain her composure, she couldn't suppress the soft gasp that escaped her lips as she felt the comforting weight of Darz's embrace.
As Darz nuzzled against the soft, plump expanse of her belly, Madam Broode couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth spread through her, her heart fluttering with an unfamiliar sensation as she savored the intimacy of the moment. Yet, even as she basked in the unexpected closeness between them, a flicker of apprehension gnawed at the edges of her mind, a reminder of the precariousness of their situation.
Caught between conflicting emotions, Madam Broode found herself torn between the desire to revel in the warmth of Darz's embrace and the fear of what repercussions their clandestine encounter might bring. With a soft sigh, she reluctantly pulled away from Darz, her cheeks still flushed with embarrassment as she fixed him with a stern glare.
"Don't you dare breathe a word of this to Bowser," she warned, her voice tinged with a note of urgency as she sought to impress upon Darz the gravity of their situation. "Or else," she added, her tone laced with a hint of menace, "you'll find yourself adding to the contents of my gut."
Darz couldn't help but chuckle at her playful threat, a warm smile playing across his lips as he reassured her, "You have my word, Madam Broode. Your secret is safe with me."
As Darz tentatively began to pet and massage Madam Broode's doughy midsection, he couldn't help but marvel at the softness and warmth of her ample frame beneath his touch. With each gentle stroke, he felt a sense of intimacy and connection blossoming between them, a feeling that transcended the chaos and uncertainty of their surroundings.
To his surprise, Madam Broode's eyes widened in shock at his boldness, her breath catching in her throat as she registered the unexpected sensation of his hands kneading her love handles. Yet, even as a blush spread across her cheeks, she found herself unable to suppress the instinctive urge to draw him closer, her arms wrapping around him in a tight embrace as she reveled in the warmth of their shared moment.
With Darz nestled against her soft, pliant belly, Madam Broode couldn't help but feel a strange sense of contentment wash over her, her heart swelling with a newfound sense of affection for the unlikely companion in her arms. As they walked together, her steps slow and deliberate, she found herself unable to resist a playful remark, her voice tinged with a hint of amusement.
"I suppose I now have two pets," she mused, her tone teasing as she squeezed Darz affectionately against her. "One for attacks and one for pampering." The suggestion elicited a bashful smile from Darz, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he realized the truth in her words.
For Darz, the cares of the outside world faded into the background as he found himself lost in the simple pleasure of Madam Broode's company. In that moment, the thought of Mario and Princess Peach seemed a distant memory, overshadowed by the warmth and companionship he found in the arms of the unlikely ally beside him.
As they continued their leisurely stroll through the Ruined Kingdom, Darz couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the unexpected bond that had formed between them. And in the midst of their shared laughter and playful banter, he couldn't shake the feeling that perhaps, despite their differences, they were exactly where they were meant to be.
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Category Artwork (Digital) / Fat Furs
Species Rabbit / Hare
Gender Female
Size 1250 x 1686px
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