Bowsette Chaos

Obtaining the Power-Up

The air was thick with ashes and smoke around Bowser's castle. Heat radiated up from the rivers of lava as they flowed continuously around the castle grounds. The general ominous atmosphere seemed to weigh down on the many different minions that lived within the dull grey brick walls more than usual. 

Bowser was recovering from the rejection on the moon... by pacing back and forth in his room in the highest tower of the castle and muttering to himself about how this was all Mario's fault. If Mario would stop rescuing Peach, he'd actually get to spend some time with the love of his life and she'd be more accepting of a marriage proposal. If Mario would just butt out, he'd be happily married. IF MARIO WOULD GO JUMP OFF A CLIFF, HE'D BE SO HAPPY! 

Bowser roared, spitting out a blast of fiery breath that put another burn mark in the brick walls of his room. The bed and its covers stayed unaffected, thanks to Kamek's magic. And the massive turtle dragon flopped down on the bed, grumbling and growling to himself. 

Maybe he could try something new... Again... He tried mixing power-ups to get an advantage, but for SOME STUPID REASON, the architects that built the tower he'd fought Mario on put POW blocks in the places most convenient for that little mustached twerp. Maybe there's a spy? Whatever, he'll figure that out later...

HE HAS TO FIND A WAY TO GET MARIO AWAY FROM PEACH! THAT IS PRIORITY NUMBER ONE!

He tried hiring new help, but that didn't work. They got stomped just like the rest of the people working for him...

Wait a minute... Didn't he hire a big electric dragon? Why isn't he sending it out to draw Mario away?! Bowser picked himself up off the bed, now that the gears in his head were turning. He could get Kamek to revive the dragon and have it sent in a random direction near the mushroom kingdom and word would spread like wildfire! So many people would panic! And he'd have Peach all to himself as Mario goes to fight a different dragon, for once!

"KAMEK!" 

Bowser rammed his locked door open, just destroying the door and its hinges and knocking it into the stairway. It nearly took Kamek out, who'd been by the door this whole time, trying to talk to Bowser and trying to get him to come out of his room.

"I HAVE AN IDEA!"

"Oh dear gods no- That's splendid, your highness!" Kamek caught himself and hopped on his broom, floating just out of reach. "What is it?"

"WE GOTTA GO GET THAT OTHER DRAGON AGAIN! THAT GUY'S GONNA BE A HUGE DISTRACTION FOR MARIO WHILE I GET TO PEACH AGAIN!" Bowser grinned, proud of himself for coming up with an idea so quickly.

"Oh, that beast will be a nightmare to control..." Kamek muttered. But he straightened up. "Consider it done, my liege."

"I'll go see what we've got for power-ups. I might grab a couple!" Bowser chortled evilly and started going down the stairs. "The minions were supposed to stock up, today." 

As he made his way down to the vault, he ran into one of the koopas. He was holding some odd, pink, mushroom-like crown. "What you got there?" The king leaned in closer to get a better look.

"I don't know, boss! It just popped outta block!"

"Lemme see that-..." Bowser snatched in out of the koopa's hands. "Well, we'll never know what it does if we don't use it..."

And so, Bowser used the item on himself. When the transformation was over, he stood there a little confused. He didn't feel any different. Was there a breeze blowing through the castle? He blinked and looked at the koopa. Why was that minion giving him a weird look?

"What? What're you lookin' at-?" He stopped. Why did he sound weird? He sounded so... feminine? 

"B-Boss? You look... You look good, Boss." The koopa gave him a thumbs up. "You do you, Boss-man... er, Boss-gal?" The koopa was now backing away slowly and rapidly finger-gunning at him.

"WHAT?! WHAT DO I LOOK LIKE?!" He shrieked and looked down at himself. OH. HE WAS WEARING A DRESS! And what was this weird stuff on his arms? His... now thinner arms. His reached a hand up to pick at the creamy stuff on his arms and saw his hand. A thinner, well-manicured hand that looked so much like...

WHY DID HE HAVE PEACH'S HANDS?!

He frantically looked over himself to see what else changed. Well, everything changed... His glorious bod was gone and was replaced by a thin, almost petite, girly frame, about the same size as Peach. He was wearing a black dress that poofed out like her's, but it had spikes lining the bottom of the dress, and it was cut to not go over his shoulders, but hold itself up... somehow... around his chest. He still had his spiky shell and horns, much to his relief, but he noticed blonde locks of hair getting in his face. He felt all over his head and found he had a lot of new, blonde hair, conveniently already tied into a ponytail. He still had his collar, and his wrist and armbands, but they were much smaller, now.

"G-GET ME A MIRROR! SOMEBODY GET ME A MIRROR!" He shrieked with his more feminine voice. There was still a growl to it, and it was deeper that Peach's voice, but there was no doubt that was a girl's voice coming from his throat.

"KAMEK! I NEED A MIRROR!" He screamed, and tried to take a step. He must have stepped on something, because his ankle twisted and he fell to the ground. He hissed and moved to take a look at what caused that.

Heels. He was wearing heels. Spiky heels. ...They looked so cute, though... These would look good on Peach... If she tried a punk rock look... 

He tried imagining a punk rock Peach... She'd look so good... A cute little leather jacket with a little mushroom patch on the back... An all-black outfit with some spikes on her shoulders... Maybe a spiky collar like his...

NO, GET YOUR HEAD OUT THE CLOUDS, YOU TRANSFORMED INTO SOMETHING WEIRD AND GIRLY, GET UP AND FIND A MIRROR! Bowser shook his head and tried to stand again, but couldn't find any balance with these shoes on and growled, forcefully taking them off before getting up again and running up the stairs to his room. He had a mirror there.

He burst into the room, shoes in hand, and found that the mirror was almost too high up for him. ...But he could see his face. This... feminine face that looked way too familiar...

So THIS is what a punk rock Peach would look like... 

"-I DUNNO, KAMEK! HE TOUCHED THIS WEIRD POWER-UP AND-"

"KAMEK, GET IN HERE!" Bowser roared. "I TURNED INTO A HOT BABE!" He climbed up onto the footstool Bowser Jr. uses to look in the mirror with him every now and then and started flexing at himself in the mirror. It didn't look good with this new form, so he tried putting his hands on his hips and swaying them back and forth. "How you doin'? Come here often?" He smirked at himself and turned to Kamek.

"I turned into a hot chick- THIS IS AWESOME!" She grinned, showing off her fangs. Kamek looked so surprised, his jaw had dropped. Bowser cackled and twirled. "I look great!" She turned back to the mirror and started posing. "HOT CHICK! HOT CHICK! HOT CHICK IN THE MIRROR!" 

"How did this happen?!" Kamek finally got out, gobsmacked by what was in front of him.

Bowser shrugged. "I dunno. Power-up turns you into a hot chick, I guess..."

"WAIT-!" Bowser stepped down from the stool. "...Do I still have my fire breath?" She took air into her mouth and puffed out her cheeks. She could feel a familiar feeling of heat in her mouth before she opened her mouth wide and roared, blasting fire all throughout the room and singeing the koopa that had stood in the doorway. Kamek, wisely, dodged out of the room and out of the fire's reach, then peeked back into the room when it was over. 

"Wait... You can use this new look in your plan..." 

"Huh?" Bowser looked over at him questioningly. "How?