New Dong City (NSFW) (WIP)

Pauline smiled. Being a mayor of an entire city could certainly be a lot of work, but with the life she led, there was always excitement.

Looking through the windows of her office showed a beautiful, star-filled night sky. The faint sounds of Big Band music filled the room, reminding her of the wonderful time she had experienced just a single day ago. Mario, her old flame and close friend, had visited New Donk City during another one of his quests to rescue Princess Peach.

Previously unknown to Pauline, mysterious artifacts known as "Power Moons" had spread across the world, and Mario was traveling to collect as many as he could; the more moons he obtained, the farther he could travel to find the evil Bowser and rescue the princess. Ever since Mario had rescued her from Donkey Kong many, many years ago, Pauline's love for Mario grew throughout the years. During that time, she felt that Mario would be "the one" and wanted to spend the rest of her life with him.

Unfortunately for her, when Mario took a new job as a plumber, that dream life was flushed away--in more ways than one. Mario and his brother, Luigi, had been sucked down a drain into a new world, where Mario met Princess Peach and quickly started a new romance. Did he just forget about Pauline entirely? Well, no, as they had seen each other afterwards--years afterwards, Pauline would note, but he saw her regardless. He even rescued her once again from Donkey Kong's grandson, which gave her newfound hope that Mario would come back for heart. He never did.

When Mario visited New Donk City, Pauline's heart skipped a beat; she had another chance! Perhaps Mario had been looking for her and had come to stay! Princess Peach couldn't be that great, right? Pauline was Mario's first love, both romantically and intimately--something Peach could never have over her. As fate would have it, and as Pauline expected, that of course wasn't the case.

Mario helped her out with some Goomba pest control, and in return the city held a celebratory concert in his honor, but the mustached, jumping wonder left shortly after for his next adventure.

"Pardon me, miss mayor?"

Pauline jumped in her seat, feeling a chill run down her spine. She turned, seeing one of her male assistants standing in the doorway. He was one that she had classified as "nothing special," just a regular nine-to-five guy who was a good worker--after being single for so long, Pauline had started evaluating her own employees for boyfriend material. She hadn't found a single match; none of them had a thick, bushy mustache, and that was a deal breaker.

"Y-Yes?!" Pauline replied, sounding frantic. She blushed in embarassment, and coughed to try and take attention from her red cheeks. "I mean, yes, what is it?" She asked. "Forgive me, but you startled me."

"My apologies, ma'am." The man replied. "You have a visitor. Shall I send him in?"

"A visitor?!" Pauline stood up, slamming her hands on her desk. The excited look in her eyes surprised her assistant. "Is it Mario? Is he back?" The assistant shook his head, which made Pauline's smile fall and dashed her hopes.

"No, ma'am, but ... well, you do have a past with this ... er, fellow." The assistant said, turning around to look at whoever this visitor was in the waiting room. "I'm not sure if seeing him would be a good idea."

"Nonsense!" Pauline smiled. "You know I welcome all guests! Please, send him in!"

"Are you sure, miss mayor?" The man looked nervous, turning from behind him to face Pauline, and back again. "I really, really don't think it's a good idea. I think it would be best if I called someone-"

"If you think that's best, why are you standing here?" Pauline gave him a smirk, raising an eyebrow. "Come now, whoever it is can't be that bad. I know all of my citizens, and none of them need someone 'called.' Send him in."

"If you insist ..." The assistant stepped aside, walking out of sight. Pauline sat behind her desk and looked at the doorway, waiting on her guest. The gentleman who entered her office wasn't one of her citizens, and it certainly wasn't Mario--but she wished he would pop in immediately.

Donkey Kong--the original's grandson, and one of Mario's friendly rivals--stepped into her office. Pauline's eyes widened at the ape's entrance.

"D-Donkey Kong?! What are you doing here?!" Pauline was taken aback, unsure of whether to hide under her desk or call animal control. Even if he was simply visiting for some reason, it was anyone's guess as to what this ape's true intentions were.

His smell was surprisingly pleasant; bananas, of course. He didn't have a bag of mini Mario toys on his back, and wasn't approaching her with grabbing hands, which calmed her down only slightly. Donkey Kong gave her a friendly wave as he approached her desk, his fists dragging across the floor as he walked. When he reached her, he reached for his red tie and dug around under the collar, pulling out a folded piece of paper. He handed it to Pauline, and looked at her in anticipation.

"What is this?" Pauline asked, unfolding the paper. "A letter?"

Pauline's surprised face went from curious to annoyed in moments flat as she began to read.

"Dear Sugartits,

This is Donkey Kong writing to you. The original, not my idiot of a grandson. I hope this letter finds you well, or doesn't, I don't really give a Kremling's hide. Anyway, the name's Cranky Kong now, and I don't have it in my legs to make my way to you, so I sent my grandson for me. You remember our old nights at the construction site, right? I bet you do, you big banana lover! I worked your plumbing better than that fat little man ever could, I know that! Anywho, you know the Kong-Kidnapee treaty has been on for years now, and the time has come for you to keep it going. I know we haven't honored that tradition since the 80's since it's still a plot device, but if you don't put out I told ol' bananas-for-brains to just do it anyway. Better you than a gopher in the jungle."

Pauline looked up at Donkey Kong, who wore a toothy grin on his face. She sighed, and resumed reading.

"I didn't do much more than make noise back in our day, but things change over the years. The only difference between you and me is that I got old and you kept that smokin' bod that you've always had. I guess that's what happens when you're not in a game for twelve years, eh? Ha ha! I told DK to bring along some kind of subtitle system to make it easier on you, but for all I know he left them here and I ain't payin' for overnight shipping. I know you liked the old grunts anyway, and he's full of 'em. As you know, he can understand humans so if he's goin' too hard, just tell him to cool it. No matter how he does it, you ain't gonna be walkin' for a week after this night's over with! Keep that ass fine and come visit me if you're ever around Donkey Kong Island. We have monkey viagra here now, and I know you miss this Kong dong!

Regards,
Donkey Kong the first"

Pauline dropped the paper on her desk with a sigh. She looked at Donkey Kong; either he was unaware of Cranky's message, or just didn't care. The ape's smile was the complete opposite of the very annoyed expression on Pauline's face--it was just like Donkey Kong - the one she knew - to treat her this way, even on paper. Cranky's mention of their nights together weren't just him boasting; Pauline could remember very clearly how she was used as a human cocksleeve for the ape, and would panic every night that he would become violent and injure her forever. He never did, though, and more surprisingly he always fit.

Maybe he just put the head in back then, Pauline thought. Most of their 'intimacy' just involved her tongue and breasts.