Marx was inside the Galactic Nova, plotting on many ways to change Popstar and Dreamland to his own design.
Marx: Hahaha! At long last, I'll be the ruler of Popstar! All the pranks I can pull off, the naughty things I can do... the possibilities are endless! I'll rule it all and nobody can stop me! Not even Kirby!
There was silence as he gloated, then he sighed irritably, he looked around in the chamber he was in that he nicknamed his 'throne room'. It was... drab and boring and there was nothing here.
Marx: ... I'm so bored. Dammit, I shoulda wished for endless food. I guess hindsight really is 20/20. Now what am I supposed to do? I guess I have some 'alone time'. Conquering could wait for a moment, I guess...
Of course, it wouldn't be the first time that he indulged himself of masturbating. After making himself comfortable, he lowered his shorts and wrapped his hand around his length, slowly jerking himself off.
Marx: Hahh... ahh... ahh, oh yeah... That's the stuff... Mmmm...~
Marx fantasized about someone actually helping him and doing perverted acts, making him moan some more.
Marx: Hahh... ahh... I-it would be better... mmhf... i-if I could have the real thing... Sometimes being single sucks...
He jolted once he heard a computerized voice that made him stop his session.
NOVA: WOULD YOU LIKE SOME ASSISTANCE, MARX?>
Marx: Jesus! Don't scare me like that-wait. You can see me? Right now?! I can't even have some privacy!?
NOVA: MY APOLOGIES.> I ASSUMED YOU NEEDED ASSISTANCE.>
Marx: Well I...
Then a thought occurred to him. Nova was basically a giant machine. A computer. He could conjure anything. He smiles and has an idea.
Marx: Actually... on second thought, Nova. I DO need some assistance. You see, I'm really, really horny and need some relief. Think you could whip something up for me?
NOVA: ELABORATE.>
Marx: Like say... some tentacles? I want the whole package!
NOVA: ACKNOWLEDGED. ENGANGING TENDRILS IN 3. 2. 1. GO.>
Appearing in the room were many tentacles and tendrils, all eager to have some fun with the jester. Marx chuckles and already likes this.
Marx: Oooohh...~ Me likey~ Let's not waste any time!
He grabs two tentacles and started jerking them off, while licking one in front of him.
Marx: Hahh... oh yeah... just what I needed...~
[This goes on for a few minutes]
The tentacle goes inside Marx's mouth as he starts sucking it off, while another tentacle entered inside his ass. He was lifted into the air, at the mercy of these tendrils.
[This also last a couple of minutes]
Finally, the tentacles went faster until they stopped, Marx could taste some sort of substance spraying inside his mouth and ass, filling him up. He swallows as the tentacles in his mouth and ass moved away.
Marx: Pfhaa...! Aahh... ahh... f-fuck yeah... That was amazing...~ I think I'm go-mmphgh?! Mmmh!
But before he could take a breather, the tentacles started all over again.
NOVA: RESTARTING SESSION UNTIL SATISFACTION.>
Wait, what?! No! He was satisfied! He couldn't exactly tell Nova to stop since his mouth is being used.
Marx: Mmhhgh! Sthop! Shtoooph! (Stop! Stooop!)
[This goes on for another couple of minutes, his mind breaking and sounding more horny]
The tentacles came again, filling Marx up, they pulled away as they lowered the jester down.
Marx: Hahha... ahhh... ahh... I have to... h-have... wait... what did I have to do again?
He couldn't remember. He was supposed to do something important. But his mind felt so foggy. Although... these tentacles did look rather enticing~
NOVA: WOULD YOU LIKE TO CONTINUE OR ABORT?>
Marx: ... Continue. I want more. I'm still not satisfied! I want more fucking me!
NOVA: ACKNOWLEDGED.>
Marx saw more tentacles and started to drool, his mind unraveling some more and pleasure coursing through him.
Marx: Y-yes... more... please fuck my mouth and ass...! I need it! Please!~
[Marx is then used once again, moaning away like he was in heat. This lasts until they cum.]
Marx was filled up once more, his eyes rolling back. By the time it was over, he was drenched in various fluids, panting and catching his breath. His mind broken long ago.
Marx: Hahh... ahh... b-being fucked... so good...~
NOVA: WOULD YOU LIKE TO RESTART THE PROCEDURE?>
Marx: ... Eehehe... yes...~
And soon, he completely forgot his original mission, now a slave to his own desires. Oh well, at least he tried. On the plus side, he's immortal now.
THE END