This series commissioned by  Zandenel promises big things of everyone's favorite koopa king! Bowser doesn't have to get off his duff for a snack anymore, not when he's got a nervous Yoshi to offer him those special cookies! And of course they're a little fattening~

Story provided by  RareBear

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Shame was the sole passenger aboard the dinosaur’s bright red saddle, and fear kept his ankles pinned close and his tail tucked between his legs.

Yoshi had arrived upon Bowser’s doorstep two weeks prior, determined to take back the crowning jewel of Yoshi’s Island royal linage, the Chief’s feather. The heroic steed had marched himself up the walls, leapt over pools of flame and tar, and kicked the doors of the villain’s throne room open! Five seconds later he had been offered an ultimatum: turn around and bow down to give the King “a viewing” or have his neck skewered and leak fruit punch till he drew last breath. The innocent reptile lost much more than his freedom that evening.

Now, he rested at the base of the throne as the King’s royal pet. The upper portion of his Master’s foot was still wet from his practiced kisses. Yoshi fiddled with his fingers anxiously, tail lifted slightly as he saw the beast adopt a familiar smile. It was that time again…

“Did you want the chocolate chips? The butterscotch, or the special specials, Bowsah?...” Yoshi stammered, instinctively waddling toward a nearby table carrying the day’s offerings.

“You haven’t been working for me long enough yet, Dinobutt!? I only eat the best!”

The words brought a small amount of solace in Yoshi, who contently lifted the first of many pastries to Bowser’s smug maw. This was perhaps the only portion of their sessions where the lithe reptile found his peace. The villain smiled, his mouth was full which ceased their taunting, and if he ate enough it meant a peaceful night lay ahead… maybe they’d even cuddle accidentally again.

However, while watching, he couldn’t help but observe the changes with a grin. These treats, they were special because they were particularly fattening. The tummy he had tended was oozing between the beast’s lap now, robbing him to access to his special equipment. It gurgled contently, a peaceful call, a waving flag which beckoned friendship. Yoshi might have hugged it did he not fear its owner. His only wish that it could be made just a little bit bigger...

“Only the best… have more, Bowsah~.”

His boss fight was only beginning.