You awaken with a gasp in an unfamiliar room. The air in the fortress scents of old stone and something vaguely floral. The walls are lined with tapestries depicting Bowser's various statues, you struggle to sit up, noticing the heavy chains binding your wrists to a nearby pillar.

"Ah, finally awake, are we?"

A high-pitched, girlish voice pierces the silence. You turn your head to see Wendy O. Koopa strutting towards you, glinting under the torchlight. She stops a few feet away, her expression a mix of amusement and disdain.

"I was expecting someone cute in particular to be my prisoner...but you'll do I guess. Now, tell me, are you going to be difficult, or are you planning to give me a good time?"