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This is the second of three pictures that I've commissioned SnakeGalSkye to do for me, with this one being a meme which still stays alive somehow even after so long, one that I'm very fond of: Bowsette.

The gender-bent Koopa King now turned into a queen is pretty neat in terms of concepts and potential as I've written about her, commissioned pictures featuring her and I might just continue to do so in the future as I go on to get some more. Here, we have Skye attempting to draw her as a genie once more, going for a different design than the first sketch I got with some more Mario and Bowser nods. The spiked accessories, the chain chomp belly chain/adornment are little touches I love her, giving some odes to Bowser without sacrificing the Bowsette look. Skye also went for a tanned, more muscular look to her while playing with the scary/powerful aspect of Bowser while giving her a sexy and confident aura. It's pretty cool and sexy-looking and it's obvious she had fun with that one too.

If you want to see the initial design she went with for Genie Bowsette, you can see it right here:

If you want to see more of Bowsette as drawn by Skye, here's an example:

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And now, go read some sexy hypno-djinn shenanigans.

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BOWSETTE'S NEW GROOVE

That Super Crown would not get off.

It had been weeks now since Bowser had put on this item in another elaborate scheme to fool Mario and kidnap Princess Peach. The trick to disguise himself as another princess and trick the heroic plumber had backfired as it seemed like this accessory, which changed the Koopa King's gender and appearance, simply could not be removed from his head. They had tried everything, from using other power-ups, getting hit by attacks of varying degrees and intensity, through spells thrown by Kamek, by asking it gently and politely...or also by intimidation and threats. Nothing would do as now Bowser was stuck in a form that wasn't his, one which many folks actually enjoyed in secret, yet to say so openly would be met with furious reprisal and rage from their liege. It was true that “Bowsette” as some nicknamed her, was a beauty, albeit one different from those like Peach, Daisy, Rosalina or Pauline. Bronze skin, long blonde hair, feminine curves and a soft visage...until “she” opened her mouth to show spiked teeth, flexed those muscles to reveal power and strength far beyond those princesses and there was still quite a difference in height. To see him like this, no matter how attractive it made him, was an oddity for just about anyone really.

The one, besides Bowser, who suffered the most from this was Kamek, who had to face consequences upon consequences for all those failures. The king could be a kind soul to his minions and subjects, but his anger was also something he was quite known for as frustration was a constant in his life, from moments such as these or the fact that he always failed in the end when it came to getting Peach for himself. Considering most of the suggestions came from Kamek and they didn't work so far, the fury in his king's eyes was ever targeted at him, making it so he was nervous as the Magikoopa had attempted many things in order to satisfy his liege. Parts of him wanted this to be done with, either by Bowser effectively accepting this new form which, he had to admit, was especially lovely, or through success of his own. However, there needed to be a breakthrough for that and he still hadn't achieved that until he remembered something or rather someone which might actually break this cursed stalemate.

The Mushroom Jeanie.

Back when Peach hosted those deliriously large “parties”, they had managed to get their hands on an item called the Lucky Lamp which could summon this rather intriguing woman, a genuine genie who would move the star away to a different spot. She had been rather difficult to bargain with at first and even more so afterward, her temperament rather obtuse and prone to refusal as Bowser had tried to convince her to help him out in taking over the Mushroom Kingdom, make Peach fall in love with him and so forth. The results, to say the least, were not met and thus he simply tossed her lamp in his treasury. Perhaps through bargaining, pleading perhaps, Kamek would be able to go on and remove the Super Crown and return things to normal with the Mushroom Jeanie's help. Going to the treasury and searching for it, he finally saw the oil lamp he was searching for, yet it had changed somehow. Back then, it was a light blue with a “no star” sign on the side yet now it was an ordinary gold. There was still a slight aura of magic to it, but then again it was different as he questioned whether or not this would be wise...

“Kamek...where are you?!”

That voice, which shook the castle from top to bottom, was unmistakable despite being definitely changed in its timbre as his king was getting impatient. In panic, Kamek merely opted to run toward him in the hopes that this lamp might prove to be the solution they needed to this peculiar problem as he ran up plenty of stairs, through corridors as the guards and staff looking at him with some pity due to how it all weighted on Kamek's shoulders. Still, as he arrived in the throne room, he caught his breath as he looked at “Bowsette”, sitting on his throne with an impatient pout on “her” face. “My apologies my king...I was searching for another way to solve this issue...But I think...” Kamek said as he tried to regulate his breathing, not used to such intense effort in so little time. He looked at “Bowsette” and almost wished that things would just stay like this as despite that temperament “she” was really much more visually agreeable then regular Bowser. However, he was there to serve as he steadied himself, getting ready to talk once more. “I have found a genie's lamp...the one from the Mushroom Jeanie from way back. It has changed and we might want to inspect it carefully before-”

Acting while Kamek was talking, Bowser simply got up and snatched the lamp away from his hand as he looked at the golden item, smirking. “Yes, perhaps she might think I'm a different person and grant my wishes this time!” he said, grown impatient due to the weeks of being caught in a body that he felt was not his. Without giving himself pause or time for analysis, he pressed his hand on the lamp's surface and rubbed it vigorously, hoping that the genie inside would be more servile and comprehensive than last time. “I summon you, Mushroom Jeanie. Come out and grant my wishes!”

What happened next surprised them both as a golden smoke erupted from the tip of the spout, thick and rather copious in terms of amount as it filled the air rather quickly. It kept on pouring, sparkling with ambient magic and power, yet this was not how Kamek remembered the Mushroom Jeanie made her entrance. Bowser, however, looked at the smoke and felt somewhat pacified, mesmerized by this as it swayed and twirled like some hypnotic snake, catching his gaze right there as he fell not only silent, but almost appreciative as his eyes turned bright and golden too. The smoke spun and coiled itself around Bowser, its aura and warmth enveloping him as he was surprisingly accepting of this situation, a fact which Kamek noticed as he began to think that perhaps this lamp might be dangerous.

Trying to pick up the lamp from Bowser's hands, he quickly found out that he couldn't as his king's hands, despite their smaller frame when compared to prior, retained his legendary strength and he was gripping very hard on the object, as if protecting it from the likes of Kamek. His kind seemed to be hypnotized, completely fascinated by the smoke which seemed to go on and get much tighter around his new body while a smile crept up on Bowser's face. It was a peaceful and happy kind of expression, one that Bowser didn't show that often and which distressed Kamek slightly as he tried yet again to remove the lamp from his king's grip. “My king, you're being ensorcelled!” he said loudly, trying to make him see reason, to gather some fight back inside the Koopa King, yet it availed to nothing as swirls of gold erupted from within Bowser's eyes and then with a single puff of smoke he was dissipating, blots of his colors being taken inside the golden serpentine smoke.

It was with an expression of euphoria that his shoulders and his feet were first turned into bronze-colored trails on ink and mist which were caught inside the swirling mass from the golden trail. His ankles, his legs and thighs, everything turned into liquid and gas which were rubbed clean from the smoke passing by as red, green and black accompanied it all. The smoke trail began to get slightly changed, as if adapting itself to the very colors which defined Bowser, losing its pristine brilliance as if it was getting corrupted, yet it was still very much in charge while the Koopa King was still caught in an enjoyable trance, holding to the lamp while Kamek could only watch in horror and powerlessness what was happening. Then, Bowser's more slender yet still muscular belly was then absorbed along with that waist and those generous hips, which prompted for the rest to follow very quickly as that rather impressive chest, that womanly face and even the crown were sucked in, liquefied and made to paint the trail of smoke as it then reduced itself, being pulled back inside the lamp as those hands holding it were the last thing to go, making the lamp fall on the ground with a little metallic sound as its color changed to green and black, complete with a red emblem on its side wearing a pink crown...a Bowsette icon.

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Inside the lamp, Bowser woke up. He faintly recalled rubbing the Mushroom Jeanie's lamp, hoping to get some wishes and then nothing much beside euphoria. He was in an enclosed space, one decorated as if it were a room in Sarasaland, some soft cushions and silk drapes found in a circular and golden-looking room. There were effigies there of his new form, which infuriated him as he stomped the ground and shouted. “What is going on?!” he said, his voice echoing loudly as it hurts his ears, which prompted him to continue with a lower and more in-control tone, yet still filled with anger. “Where am I?”

Inside the lamp.

There was no voice, yet it was heard inside his head as Bowser did not like this invasion of his own self. He stomped around, trying to look for weak spots as he had an intimidating grin on his face now, looking to see if there was anyone to actually threaten. “What? What am I doing here? I'm no genie!” he responded to that, crossing his arms as he understood that there was no one else beside him. “Release me and I won't break everything...If you don't, I'll burn all of this to a crisp!”

You have been chosen to replace the Mushroom Jeanie. You will serve.

“Heck no!” Bowser said, defiant as he did not like that voice at all, telling him what to do and being so calm it was scary. “There's no one who will make me bow and say stuff like 'Yes master'. No way!”

You have no choice. Besides, it will be pleasant for you. I can make it quite enjoyable.

A wave of euphoria went on to invade Bowser's body and mind as he shivered in pure delight, the thought of golden smoke, of obedience and of the bliss of servitude invading his every thoughts for the briefest of instant as he snapped back to normal, the lamp demonstrating what it meant. “W-woah...” Bowser responded, his mind still somewhat dull due to this wave of bliss sent his way. “But...Why me? What happened to the Mushroom Jeanie?”

She left and went back to the Genie Kingdom. Her arranged duty was done and so she could get back home. As for why you...because you are pretty and powerful.

“Powerful, that I get...” Bowser went on to reply to this, appreciating the compliment. The first one, however, did not sit well with him as he crossed his arms and frowned. “But pretty...You know this is not my actual form, right?”

Would you not find this form absolutely attractive, perhaps even perfect for your own tastes in some way?

A vision of Bowser's new form, dubbed Bowsette by many inside the castle, a fact that he knew, went on to appear yet with a different set of clothes as this apparition was more genie-like. Translucent pantaloons with a split on the side to show off thighs, curved slippers, a tight top adorned with dangling jewels, there was more that was left revealed and uncovered than what was actually hidden beneath those layers. Strong abs yet soft skin, powerful arms, round yet tight shoulders and muscular legs...yet also bronze skin of luscious quality, large hips, a rather enticing pair of breasts, a toned waistline, a taut and naked abdomen...And with those horns, those spiked cuffs and bracers and that chain chomp belly ring adorned to an actual chain locked in her navel, this vision was indeed quite akin to a vision of loveliness that Bowser could get behind. With a sexy smirk, long blonde hair and sublime horns, it was as if Peach was stronger, more confident and changed to exactly his own tastes as he couldn't deny that this “Bowsette” form was sexy, especially dressed like that.

Just observe her and learn to appreciate her outfit and appearance. You will agree with me that it is a lovely woman, yes?

The “Bowsette” in front of him went on to do something which he never quite expected to see as she went on to sway her hips gently, showing off how flexible and supple her muscular abdomen could be. Those large hips moved in a way that recalled a pendulum, steady and even, creating a cycle as the chain chomp went on to swing left and right along with those motions. It was a tantalizing sight, one amplified by a slight bliss sent his way by the lamp itself as his gaze locked himself onto the admittedly superb form of this illusory Bowsette.

Her curves and her sheer appeal are nothing short of mesmerizing...

Those sways turned into soft figure-eights, these hips twisting and pushed aside while a faint melody filled with flutes and sitars played out in Bowser's mind as it began to dim down everything beside the absolutely captivating motions that this Bowsette made for him. That outfit really highlighted the most sumptuous traits that this new form possessed as he hyper-focused on her, to her slightly bouncing breasts and the generous cleavage along with this midriff of hers. Her thighs, her confident smirk and that lovely visage were all eye-catching, yet none of these could compare to those delectable hips as they moved for his gaze, finding himself staring intently as waves of light yet constant pleasure were sent to his brain.

You find her irresistible, downright hypnotic...

His vision pulsated as he saw how she was spinning her hips, pushing them backward, to the sides and forward in a faster pace as it shook the lamp and his surroundings, making everything spin alongside those motions. This Bowsette was especially pretty, seducing him right there and then as his mouth was slack, left open in slight stupor and his mind was shutting down, the bliss growing as nothing but satisfaction, agreement and pleasure filled his brain right now. Those hips spun around and around, sucking him in, twirling and capturing his attention and focus in a superb display of sexiness, of allure and control.

She is your ideal woman, the most perfect-looking being you have ever witnessed...

Very suggestible, his mind open to all sorts of ideas, it took little to no effort or consideration to agree with that assessment as Bowsette shook her hips in shimmies, her belly flesh jiggling as those abs, while strong as steel, could be soft and smooth too. That belly chain rattled, its beat following the music which got more intense as the trance Bowser found himself in was downright divine, a nirvana of the soul as that beauty had him enthralled, seduced to a point where he felt enslaved to those hips.

But you are that woman, this is actually you dancing.

That Bowsette moved forward and merged with Bowser as a mirror took her place and those hips were shaking and shimmying as Bowser's own perceptions and cognition changed. Had he...No...Had she been doing all of this from the start? Her euphoria and satisfaction felt very real, much like her appreciation and approval of this body was. Confused, the guidance from the lamp felt even more truthful, filled with power than before as she moved and danced, her clawed and powerful hands flowing in serpentine fashions now while she shook her knees and thighs even faster now, creating insanely fast shimmies which rocked her world as she looked at herself in the mirror and saw only perfection, felt only elation.

You are Bowsette, the lovely genie of the lamp.

She was dressed the part and could actually dance, rocking this outfit with pride and confidence as she smirked, her sharp teeth proving how intimidating yet pretty she could be. Terror, strength and size mixed with beauty and grace, a truly deadly combination as she had never felt this good before, the euphoria and her growing trance, made more powerful because she was unwittingly participating and deepening it with her moves. Yes, she was Bowsette...The genie of the lamp...The most powerful and appealing of them all.

You will grant wishes and you will obey those who rub the lamp.

Why of course she would. She was a genie after all and this was what she did. Impulses drove her to undulate her stomach, pushing it forward as she grabbed her hair and moved it up, her sultry look making it so she was seducing and hypnotizing herself with wild abandon, unaware of all that had changed and how it would soon be permanent.

You are the slave of the lamp, the servant whose power shall benefit others.

The once proud king was somehow diminished, his own enthrallment and brainwashing turning him into a dream-like genie, into truly being Bowsette the genie. This was indeed much better as each rolls and undulations of her stomach, amplified with slight bumps, seemed to rub her mind clean while gratifying her with impossible love for this new situation of hers.

You wished to solve this issue with the crown, yet now you know that this wish has been granted...and as such...

Yes, there were no more issues. The solution was actually acceptance and enjoyment and she felt rather dumb for not seeing it earlier. Being Bowsette was nothing short of miraculous and amazing and as she smiled and smirked, dancing wildly, she felt a pull to another plane of existence as she spoke up, her voice silent for more than few minutes as her mind had been rewired...She had seen her wish granted somehow, it was true, and there was...

“Nothin' worth wishin' for now~” she said, now materialized back into her old abode, into her castle as she floated in the air, regaining some small notions of what had gone down while accepting the blessings of the lamp. She looked down and saw the one who had released her, holding her lamp while showcasing a rather stupefied look on his face: Kamek the Magikoopa. “Why hello there, master. Care to have some wishes granted or something?”

It had been a little while for Bowsette, but only a few seconds for Kamek as the changes in his temperament and his mannerism was rather flagrant. Bowser had poured out from the lamp in a trail of purple, bronze and black, sporting an outfit that mixed old designs of the Koopa Kingdom with those of a belly dancer and, despite himself, he found it to be stupidly gorgeous. With some slight undulations on that sumptuous belly Bowser had appeared, eyes lost in a trance and a toothy grin on his face while he seemed...happy? Overjoyous even, yet it seemed there was still some notions of the king stuck inside, which meant that there might be some hope still. “My king...I...”

“Oh, stuff it with that nonsense...I'm no king...not anymore at least,” Bowsette went on to reply, feeling a touch insulted at first before turning this offense into an alluring and playful demonstration of her new body, her arms behind her head in order to show off. “I'm Bowsette now, the genie of the lamp...and your slave too...But if you really like royalty that much...I could certainly become your queen~”

This was a rather abrupt and sudden change, yet one that gave Kamek plenty of pause. While he was certain that the old Bowser would certainly wish to be back to his usual self...Part of him did witness the absolute appeal and beauty on display and while he did remember his duty, he also remembered how hard he had worked and how much he had enjoyed this new look, this “Bowsette” trend. If even the king, now a genie, enjoyed this and wanted to continue and accept it...Then the problem was indeed solved and he had done his job correctly. For such an accomplishment, he might as well reward himself as Kamek sighed in relief and then smirked, looking at his new genie with plenty of ideas in mind for her and for him. “Well then, slave, hear me out as I have wishes to make...”

“Of course you do...” Bowsette said with a toothy grin, crossing her arms as she was amused by this, the rather feisty temperament of the old Bowser combined with a new look and attitude which made this all the more entertaining and pleasant for Bowsette. “Well then...Speak up...Your wishes are my commands~”

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It was a good day for King Kamek.

Up on his throne, he looked at his sprawling kingdom and saw how well everyone was. With no one focusing on the simple task of capturing a princess, the economy and even the well-being of all had vastly improved as infrastructures had been put in place alongside actual alliances, born out not just treaties, but actual betrothal to the mighty Magikoopa king. Reluctance and resistance had been met prior, thinking that Kamek was biting off more than he could chew, yet he had a much better plan and stronger assets than his predecessor now: Bowsette.

The genie had been instrumental in not only his rise to power, but also in how he secured it. Always by his side, she accomplished his will with glee in all things. She was his tool, his slave, his lover, his first wife and his queen as none could truly rivalize with the careful planning that he had set in motion. First he hypnotized the Mario brothers, Bowsette making their mind pliant and turning them into his personal guards. Then, she went on to make Peach and Daisy, two princesses from influential kingdoms, fall prey to the mesmerizing powers of Bowsette as they not only fell head over heels for him, but grew on to love their position as slaves too. For many, it was a shocking development, cause for revolt, yet Kamek knew how to best utilize his genie and Bowsette was ruthless, greatly cooperative as her old plans were turned real by her master and husband, her once court-wizard turned owner as she was filled with wicked glee. She had this sexy new body, all of her wishes granted and purpose and she was as happy as she could be now that she was part of a harem which consisted, for now, of Peach, Daisy and her...with perhaps more to come.

Becoming a genie and accepting her new body had turned out to be the best thing to happen. Ever.

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*THERE IS A STORY BELOW THE DESCRIPTION*

This is the second of three pictures that I've commissioned SnakeGalSkye to do for me, with this one being a meme which still stays alive somehow even after so long, one that I'm very fond of: Bowsette.

The gender-bent Koopa King now turned into a queen is pretty neat in terms of concepts and potential as I've written about her, commissioned pictures featuring her and I might just continue to do so in the future as I go on to get some more. Here, we have Skye attempting to draw her as a genie once more, going for a different design than the first sketch I got with some more Mario and Bowser nods. The spiked accessories, the chain chomp belly chain/adornment are little touches I love her, giving some odes to Bowser without sacrificing the Bowsette look. Skye also went for a tanned, more muscular look to her while playing with the scary/powerful aspect of Bowser while giving her a sexy and confident aura. It's pretty cool and sexy-looking and it's obvious she had fun with that one too.

If you want to see the initial design she went with for Genie Bowsette, you can see it right here:

If you want to see more of Bowsette as drawn by Skye, here's an example:

Mature Content

And now, go read some sexy hypno-djinn shenanigans.

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BOWSETTE'S NEW GROOVE

That Super Crown would not get off.

It had been weeks now since Bowser had put on this item in another elaborate scheme to fool Mario and kidnap Princess Peach. The trick to disguise himself as another princess and trick the heroic plumber had backfired as it seemed like this accessory, which changed the Koopa King's gender and appearance, simply could not be removed from his head. They had tried everything, from using other power-ups, getting hit by attacks of varying degrees and intensity, through spells thrown by Kamek, by asking it gently and politely...or also by intimidation and threats. Nothing would do as now Bowser was stuck in a form that wasn't his, one which many folks actually enjoyed in secret, yet to say so openly would be met with furious reprisal and rage from their liege. It was true that “Bowsette” as some nicknamed her, was a beauty, albeit one different from those like Peach, Daisy, Rosalina or Pauline. Bronze skin, long blonde hair, feminine curves and a soft visage...until “she” opened her mouth to show spiked teeth, flexed those muscles to reveal power and strength far beyond those princesses and there was still quite a difference in height. To see him like this, no matter how attractive it made him, was an oddity for just about anyone really.

The one, besides Bowser, who suffered the most from this was Kamek, who had to face consequences upon consequences for all those failures. The king could be a kind soul to his minions and subjects, but his anger was also something he was quite known for as frustration was a constant in his life, from moments such as these or the fact that he always failed in the end when it came to getting Peach for himself. Considering most of the suggestions came from Kamek and they didn't work so far, the fury in his king's eyes was ever targeted at him, making it so he was nervous as the Magikoopa had attempted many things in order to satisfy his liege. Parts of him wanted this to be done with, either by Bowser effectively accepting this new form which, he had to admit, was especially lovely, or through success of his own. However, there needed to be a breakthrough for that and he still hadn't achieved that until he remembered something or rather someone which might actually break this cursed stalemate.

The Mushroom Jeanie.

Back when Peach hosted those deliriously large “parties”, they had managed to get their hands on an item called the Lucky Lamp which could summon this rather intriguing woman, a genuine genie who would move the star away to a different spot. She had been rather difficult to bargain with at first and even more so afterward, her temperament rather obtuse and prone to refusal as Bowser had tried to convince her to help him out in taking over the Mushroom Kingdom, make Peach fall in love with him and so forth. The results, to say the least, were not met and thus he simply tossed her lamp in his treasury. Perhaps through bargaining, pleading perhaps, Kamek would be able to go on and remove the Super Crown and return things to normal with the Mushroom Jeanie's help. Going to the treasury and searching for it, he finally saw the oil lamp he was searching for, yet it had changed somehow. Back then, it was a light blue with a “no star” sign on the side yet now it was an ordinary gold. There was still a slight aura of magic to it, but then again it was different as he questioned whether or not this would be wise...

“Kamek...where are you?!”

That voice, which shook the castle from top to bottom, was unmistakable despite being definitely changed in its timbre as his king was getting impatient. In panic, Kamek merely opted to run toward him in the hopes that this lamp might prove to be the solution they needed to this peculiar problem as he ran up plenty of stairs, through corridors as the guards and staff looking at him with some pity due to how it all weighted on Kamek's shoulders. Still, as he arrived in the throne room, he caught his breath as he looked at “Bowsette”, sitting on his throne with an impatient pout on “her” face. “My apologies my king...I was searching for another way to solve this issue...But I think...” Kamek said as he tried to regulate his breathing, not used to such intense effort in so little time. He looked at “Bowsette” and almost wished that things would just stay like this as despite that temperament “she” was really much more visually agreeable then regular Bowser. However, he was there to serve as he steadied himself, getting ready to talk once more. “I have found a genie's lamp...the one from the Mushroom Jeanie from way back. It has changed and we might want to inspect it carefully before-”

Acting while Kamek was talking, Bowser simply got up and snatched the lamp away from his hand as he looked at the golden item, smirking. “Yes, perhaps she might think I'm a different person and grant my wishes this time!” he said, grown impatient due to the weeks of being caught in a body that he felt was not his. Without giving himself pause or time for analysis, he pressed his hand on the lamp's surface and rubbed it vigorously, hoping that the genie inside would be more servile and comprehensive than last time. “I summon you, Mushroom Jeanie. Come out and grant my wishes!”

What happened next surprised them both as a golden smoke erupted from the tip of the spout, thick and rather copious in terms of amount as it filled the air rather quickly. It kept on pouring, sparkling with ambient magic and power, yet this was not how Kamek remembered the Mushroom Jeanie made her entrance. Bowser, however, looked at the smoke and felt somewhat pacified, mesmerized by this as it swayed and twirled like some hypnotic snake, catching his gaze right there as he fell not only silent, but almost appreciative as his eyes turned bright and golden too. The smoke spun and coiled itself around Bowser, its aura and warmth enveloping him as he was surprisingly accepting of this situation, a fact which Kamek noticed as he began to think that perhaps this lamp might be dangerous.

Trying to pick up the lamp from Bowser's hands, he quickly found out that he couldn't as his king's hands, despite their smaller frame when compared to prior, retained his legendary strength and he was gripping very hard on the object, as if protecting it from the likes of Kamek. His kind seemed to be hypnotized, completely fascinated by the smoke which seemed to go on and get much tighter around his new body while a smile crept up on Bowser's face. It was a peaceful and happy kind of expression, one that Bowser didn't show that often and which distressed Kamek slightly as he tried yet again to remove the lamp from his king's grip. “My king, you're being ensorcelled!” he said loudly, trying to make him see reason, to gather some fight back inside the Koopa King, yet it availed to nothing as swirls of gold erupted from within Bowser's eyes and then with a single puff of smoke he was dissipating, blots of his colors being taken inside the golden serpentine smoke.

It was with an expression of euphoria that his shoulders and his feet were first turned into bronze-colored trails on ink and mist which were caught inside the swirling mass from the golden trail. His ankles, his legs and thighs, everything turned into liquid and gas which were rubbed clean from the smoke passing by as red, green and black accompanied it all. The smoke trail began to get slightly changed, as if adapting itself to the very colors which defined Bowser, losing its pristine brilliance as if it was getting corrupted, yet it was still very much in charge while the Koopa King was still caught in an enjoyable trance, holding to the lamp while Kamek could only watch in horror and powerlessness what was happening. Then, Bowser's more slender yet still muscular belly was then absorbed along with that waist and those generous hips, which prompted for the rest to follow very quickly as that rather impressive chest, that womanly face and even the crown were sucked in, liquefied and made to paint the trail of smoke as it then reduced itself, being pulled back inside the lamp as those hands holding it were the last thing to go, making the lamp fall on the ground with a little metallic sound as its color changed to green and black, complete with a red emblem on its side wearing a pink crown...a Bowsette icon.

...

Inside the lamp, Bowser woke up. He faintly recalled rubbing the Mushroom Jeanie's lamp, hoping to get some wishes and then nothing much beside euphoria. He was in an enclosed space, one decorated as if it were a room in Sarasaland, some soft cushions and silk drapes found in a circular and golden-looking room. There were effigies there of his new form, which infuriated him as he stomped the ground and shouted. “What is going on?!” he said, his voice echoing loudly as it hurts his ears, which prompted him to continue with a lower and more in-control tone, yet still filled with anger. “Where am I?”

Inside the lamp.

There was no voice, yet it was heard inside his head as Bowser did not like this invasion of his own self. He stomped around, trying to look for weak spots as he had an intimidating grin on his face now, looking to see if there was anyone to actually threaten. “What? What am I doing here? I'm no genie!” he responded to that, crossing his arms as he understood that there was no one else beside him. “Release me and I won't break everything...If you don't, I'll burn all of this to a crisp!”

You have been chosen to replace the Mushroom Jeanie. You will serve.

“Heck no!” Bowser said, defiant as he did not like that voice at all, telling him what to do and being so calm it was scary. “There's no one who will make me bow and say stuff like 'Yes master'. No way!”

You have no choice. Besides, it will be pleasant for you. I can make it quite enjoyable.

A wave of euphoria went on to invade Bowser's body and mind as he shivered in pure delight, the thought of golden smoke, of obedience and of the bliss of servitude invading his every thoughts for the briefest of instant as he snapped back to normal, the lamp demonstrating what it meant. “W-woah...” Bowser responded, his mind still somewhat dull due to this wave of bliss sent his way. “But...Why me? What happened to the Mushroom Jeanie?”

She left and went back to the Genie Kingdom. Her arranged duty was done and so she could get back home. As for why you...because you are pretty and powerful.

“Powerful, that I get...” Bowser went on to reply to this, appreciating the compliment. The first one, however, did not sit well with him as he crossed his arms and frowned. “But pretty...You know this is not my actual form, right?”

Would you not find this form absolutely attractive, perhaps even perfect for your own tastes in some way?

A vision of Bowser's new form, dubbed Bowsette by many inside the castle, a fact that he knew, went on to appear yet with a different set of clothes as this apparition was more genie-like. Translucent pantaloons with a split on the side to show off thighs, curved slippers, a tight top adorned with dangling jewels, there was more that was left revealed and uncovered than what was actually hidden beneath those layers. Strong abs yet soft skin, powerful arms, round yet tight shoulders and muscular legs...yet also bronze skin of luscious quality, large hips, a rather enticing pair of breasts, a toned waistline, a taut and naked abdomen...And with those horns, those spiked cuffs and bracers and that chain chomp belly ring adorned to an actual chain locked in her navel, this vision was indeed quite akin to a vision of loveliness that Bowser could get behind. With a sexy smirk, long blonde hair and sublime horns, it was as if Peach was stronger, more confident and changed to exactly his own tastes as he couldn't deny that this “Bowsette” form was sexy, especially dressed like that.

Just observe her and learn to appreciate her outfit and appearance. You will agree with me that it is a lovely woman, yes?

The “Bowsette” in front of him went on to do something which he never quite expected to see as she went on to sway her hips gently, showing off how flexible and supple her muscular abdomen could be. Those large hips moved in a way that recalled a pendulum, steady and even, creating a cycle as the chain chomp went on to swing left and right along with those motions. It was a tantalizing sight, one amplified by a slight bliss sent his way by the lamp itself as his gaze locked himself onto the admittedly superb form of this illusory Bowsette.

Her curves and her sheer appeal are nothing short of mesmerizing...

Those sways turned into soft figure-eights, these hips twisting and pushed aside while a faint melody filled with flutes and sitars played out in Bowser's mind as it began to dim down everything beside the absolutely captivating motions that this Bowsette made for him. That outfit really highlighted the most sumptuous traits that this new form possessed as he hyper-focused on her, to her slightly bouncing breasts and the generous cleavage along with this midriff of hers. Her thighs, her confident smirk and that lovely visage were all eye-catching, yet none of these could compare to those delectable hips as they moved for his gaze, finding himself staring intently as waves of light yet constant pleasure were sent to his brain.

You find her irresistible, downright hypnotic...

His vision pulsated as he saw how she was spinning her hips, pushing them backward, to the sides and forward in a faster pace as it shook the lamp and his surroundings, making everything spin alongside those motions. This Bowsette was especially pretty, seducing him right there and then as his mouth was slack, left open in slight stupor and his mind was shutting down, the bliss growing as nothing but satisfaction, agreement and pleasure filled his brain right now. Those hips spun around and around, sucking him in, twirling and capturing his attention and focus in a superb display of sexiness, of allure and control.

She is your ideal woman, the most perfect-looking being you have ever witnessed...

Very suggestible, his mind open to all sorts of ideas, it took little to no effort or consideration to agree with that assessment as Bowsette shook her hips in shimmies, her belly flesh jiggling as those abs, while strong as steel, could be soft and smooth too. That belly chain rattled, its beat following the music which got more intense as the trance Bowser found himself in was downright divine, a nirvana of the soul as that beauty had him enthralled, seduced to a point where he felt enslaved to those hips.

But you are that woman, this is actually you dancing.

That Bowsette moved forward and merged with Bowser as a mirror took her place and those hips were shaking and shimmying as Bowser's own perceptions and cognition changed. Had he...No...Had she been doing all of this from the start? Her euphoria and satisfaction felt very real, much like her appreciation and approval of this body was. Confused, the guidance from the lamp felt even more truthful, filled with power than before as she moved and danced, her clawed and powerful hands flowing in serpentine fashions now while she shook her knees and thighs even faster now, creating insanely fast shimmies which rocked her world as she looked at herself in the mirror and saw only perfection, felt only elation.

You are Bowsette, the lovely genie of the lamp.

She was dressed the part and could actually dance, rocking this outfit with pride and confidence as she smirked, her sharp teeth proving how intimidating yet pretty she could be. Terror, strength and size mixed with beauty and grace, a truly deadly combination as she had never felt this good before, the euphoria and her growing trance, made more powerful because she was unwittingly participating and deepening it with her moves. Yes, she was Bowsette...The genie of the lamp...The most powerful and appealing of them all.

You will grant wishes and you will obey those who rub the lamp.

Why of course she would. She was a genie after all and this was what she did. Impulses drove her to undulate her stomach, pushing it forward as she grabbed her hair and moved it up, her sultry look making it so she was seducing and hypnotizing herself with wild abandon, unaware of all that had changed and how it would soon be permanent.

You are the slave of the lamp, the servant whose power shall benefit others.

The once proud king was somehow diminished, his own enthrallment and brainwashing turning him into a dream-like genie, into truly being Bowsette the genie. This was indeed much better as each rolls and undulations of her stomach, amplified with slight bumps, seemed to rub her mind clean while gratifying her with impossible love for this new situation of hers.

You wished to solve this issue with the crown, yet now you know that this wish has been granted...and as such...

Yes, there were no more issues. The solution was actually acceptance and enjoyment and she felt rather dumb for not seeing it earlier. Being Bowsette was nothing short of miraculous and amazing and as she smiled and smirked, dancing wildly, she felt a pull to another plane of existence as she spoke up, her voice silent for more than few minutes as her mind had been rewired...She had seen her wish granted somehow, it was true, and there was...

“Nothin' worth wishin' for now~” she said, now materialized back into her old abode, into her castle as she floated in the air, regaining some small notions of what had gone down while accepting the blessings of the lamp. She looked down and saw the one who had released her, holding her lamp while showcasing a rather stupefied look on his face: Kamek the Magikoopa. “Why hello there, master. Care to have some wishes granted or something?”

It had been a little while for Bowsette, but only a few seconds for Kamek as the changes in his temperament and his mannerism was rather flagrant. Bowser had poured out from the lamp in a trail of purple, bronze and black, sporting an outfit that mixed old designs of the Koopa Kingdom with those of a belly dancer and, despite himself, he found it to be stupidly gorgeous. With some slight undulations on that sumptuous belly Bowser had appeared, eyes lost in a trance and a toothy grin on his face while he seemed...happy? Overjoyous even, yet it seemed there was still some notions of the king stuck inside, which meant that there might be some hope still. “My king...I...”

“Oh, stuff it with that nonsense...I'm no king...not anymore at least,” Bowsette went on to reply, feeling a touch insulted at first before turning this offense into an alluring and playful demonstration of her new body, her arms behind her head in order to show off. “I'm Bowsette now, the genie of the lamp...and your slave too...But if you really like royalty that much...I could certainly become your queen~”

This was a rather abrupt and sudden change, yet one that gave Kamek plenty of pause. While he was certain that the old Bowser would certainly wish to be back to his usual self...Part of him did witness the absolute appeal and beauty on display and while he did remember his duty, he also remembered how hard he had worked and how much he had enjoyed this new look, this “Bowsette” trend. If even the king, now a genie, enjoyed this and wanted to continue and accept it...Then the problem was indeed solved and he had done his job correctly. For such an accomplishment, he might as well reward himself as Kamek sighed in relief and then smirked, looking at his new genie with plenty of ideas in mind for her and for him. “Well then, slave, hear me out as I have wishes to make...”

“Of course you do...” Bowsette said with a toothy grin, crossing her arms as she was amused by this, the rather feisty temperament of the old Bowser combined with a new look and attitude which made this all the more entertaining and pleasant for Bowsette. “Well then...Speak up...Your wishes are my commands~”

* * *

It was a good day for King Kamek.

Up on his throne, he looked at his sprawling kingdom and saw how well everyone was. With no one focusing on the simple task of capturing a princess, the economy and even the well-being of all had vastly improved as infrastructures had been put in place alongside actual alliances, born out not just treaties, but actual betrothal to the mighty Magikoopa king. Reluctance and resistance had been met prior, thinking that Kamek was biting off more than he could chew, yet he had a much better plan and stronger assets than his predecessor now: Bowsette.

The genie had been instrumental in not only his rise to power, but also in how he secured it. Always by his side, she accomplished his will with glee in all things. She was his tool, his slave, his lover, his first wife and his queen as none could truly rivalize with the careful planning that he had set in motion. First he hypnotized the Mario brothers, Bowsette making their mind pliant and turning them into his personal guards. Then, she went on to make Peach and Daisy, two princesses from influential kingdoms, fall prey to the mesmerizing powers of Bowsette as they not only fell head over heels for him, but grew on to love their position as slaves too. For many, it was a shocking development, cause for revolt, yet Kamek knew how to best utilize his genie and Bowsette was ruthless, greatly cooperative as her old plans were turned real by her master and husband, her once court-wizard turned owner as she was filled with wicked glee. She had this sexy new body, all of her wishes granted and purpose and she was as happy as she could be now that she was part of a harem which consisted, for now, of Peach, Daisy and her...with perhaps more to come.

Becoming a genie and accepting her new body had turned out to be the best thing to happen. Ever.