[Gift] Playing against the prince

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[All characters featured in this work of fiction have been aged up to +18]

It was an unremarkable summer day. The weather had been feeling hot and muggy for a while, with no signs of stopping any time soon. Fall was still a few weeks away from arriving. It was in these last days of summer when the sun seemed to really discharge all its fury upon the poor unfortunate souls going about their day in the open, away from any AC units or fans. Surprisingly enough, 3 particular individuals were completely unbothered by the weather today. The first two were Pyron the salamander and Noc the bird, who had been invited to witness a private training session in a soccer pitch located within the tall and imposing walls of Koopa castle. Both anthros were giddy about the prospect of being invited to such an exclusive event. Not only had they been allowed to witness the training session, but also the following qualifying match for the koopa cup. Once they had presented their passes, they were escorted to their respective seats, giving the couple a perfect view of the pitch and all the players training on it. They could spot several of Bowser’s minions as well as a handful of the koopalings. However, one player amongst them all managed to catch their attention almost immediately. It was none other than Bowser Jr., future heir to the throne and more recently, raising star within the koopa team. It had been years since junior started assuming some of his father’s duties, in preparation for his eventual ascension to the throne. One of such duties just so happened to be representing his kingdom’s team in the soccer league. From there he had quickly become a key player thanks to his speed and his bulky constitution, making him excel both in attack and defense. In addition, his success had garnered him a hefty number of fans, amongst which Pyron and Noc included themselves. It didn’t take long for Junior to spot his two guests in the stand. The koopa prince smirked, for he had planed something wicked for those two later on. In the meantime, he decided to put on a good show and give his 110% in today’s training session, much to the amazement of his spectators.

A couple of hours later, a loud whistle indicated both the players and the audience that the first half of practice had ended. The next training session wouldn’t start in another 30 minutes and would feature a mock soccer match in preparation for tonight's qualifying match. Pyron and Noc didn’t have much time to think about what to do until recess was over, given that almost immediately they joined by a koopa butler with a message from junior. Apparently, the prince had summoned them to his private locker room with the intention of allowing them to join him in his “pre-match meditation routine”. Neither anthro understood what such routine could entail but jumped at the opportunity of joining their favorite player and perhaps even asking him for a signed autograph. As such, the bird and the salamander hastily abandoned their seats and went straight to the locker room. As soon as they entered the locker room, they immediately noticed a few things. The room itself was quite small, something unexpected for what was supposed to be the prince’s private room. In addition, the room was fairly dark, with only a couple of tube bulbs illuminating the space. The floor was filled with discarded pieces of clothing, most of which were tattered soccer cleats and discarded used socks. This, combined with the lack of windows contributed to create an atmosphere charged with the type of foot musk only a soccer star can produce. Still, they didn’t dwell for too long in the conditions of the room given that the main reason for their presence was sitting right in the middle, in front of them. The koopa prince was sporting a mischievous smirk on his face. At first, neither Pyron nor Noc understood why Junior kept looking at them without uttering a single word nor acknowledging their arrival. However, it didn’t take long for Junior to start the next phase of his devious plan. Outside of the salamander and the bird’s field of view, Junior had been reaching behind his back for his magical sceptre. As soon as he got a hold of it, he quickly casted a shrinking spell upon the two unsuspecting fans, quickly reducing them to a mere inch in height. The entire process was a blur for the two fans. One second, they were looking at their idol, the next they found themselves on a greasy tile on the floor flanked by Junior’s massive and tired stompers. – “THOUGHT I’D MAKE TODAY’S MEDITATION SESSION A BIT MORE INTERESTING THANKS TO YOU TWO NERDS” – laughed Junior as he moved his left foot a bit closer to the two newly minted micros, getting them familiar with the intense musk exuding from his damp sole. In addition, he also took of his other cleat, showing them all the dirt, he had stomped during today’s session, some pieces of dirt being bigger than them. What followed was a short worshipping session in which Pyron and Noc were tasked with tending to Junior’s tired foot and cleaning his cleats respectively. Realizing the futility of attempting an escape, both micros tried their best at their respective tasks. However, Junior soon grew tired of their slow pace and decided to up the ante. Before either Noc or Pyron could react, Junior’s giant paw eclipsed the artificial light of the locker room and rapidly descended upon the two bug-sized fans, firmly pressing them under the hot folds of his sole and grinding them to the point they could feel their bones crack and all the air they could breath was heavily tainted by powerful koopa musk. He kept kneading his paw on them for a bit longer before lifting his foot in order to give some respite to his two tiny toys. Much to his amusement, both of them remained stuck to his slightly sweaty skin. – “WELL, I DIDN’T KNOW YOU GUYS LIKED MY FOOT SO MUCH HEHEHE. HOW ABOUT WE RESUME THAT MASSAGE YOU COULDN’T FINISH BEFORE?” – asked Junior in a mocking tone. Before either Noc or Pyron could reply, they were once again pressed against the sole by one of Junio’s finger. The prince had decided to carry the massage himself while also reminding the two specks about their place as his toys. As such, both tinies were utterly smushed all across the koopa prince’s paws before getting scrapped and held by two of Junio’s claws. – “IT’S BEEN FUN BUT RECESS IS ALMOST OVER. STILL, HOW ABOUT YOU GUYS JOIN ME FOR THE NEXT PRACTICE SESSION? I’VE HEARD YOU ARE HUUUUUUUGE FANS OF ME, RIGHT? THEN I’M SURE YOU’LL ENJOY THIS” -added the prince as he dangled the two shrunken fans over the opening of the same cleat he had worn all morning, both the salamander and the bird struggling to breathe as the noxious fumes emerged from the piece of clothing and flooded their lungs. To make matters worse, it seemed that once again, Junior had decided to go even further with their torment, as soon enough, a familiar tingling extended through their bodies. Seeing the spell at work, Junior let go of the two specks as they shrunk even further and disappeared into the confines of his cleat. Once he could no longer spot them, he put his cleats back on and left the locker room, ready for some training…

Almost two hours later Junior would walk into the locker room once again, eager to get some rest before tonight’s match and feeling as if he had forgotten about something. Not wanting to distract himself from the qualifying match, he decided to ignore that notion and instead focus on resting, much to the disgrace of the two dust specks currently stranded in the deepest reaches of his tattered cleats, doomed to wander that wretched, musky waste until Junior finally remembers about them. If he ever does…

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Published: 2 months ago

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