Giantess Alphys X Flowey: Vengeful Torment
PART 1
It was just another typical day in the Underground, with the birds singing and the flowers blooming and the crickets chirping ominously, when Alphys was finally, at long last, released from prison and successfully re-evaluated and (hopefully) cured of her insanity at the mental ward of the local hospital in Waterfall...which just so happened to be the exact same building in which she had raped her elephant psychiatrist Falarpe about a month ago, funnily enough.
"So, if I were to ask you right here and right now, would you say that you've finally gotten over and overcome your rather pressing 'amalgamation of disagreeing minds trapped in one body' issue?" Falarpe asked Alphys (who was currently sitting across from her at her desk in her office) inquisitively, crossing her legs and stroking her ears as she held her pencil tightly in her trunk and looked down boredly at the extensive notes that she had written down on her clipboard while Alphys shook in her seat and nervously racked her brain for a suitable answer.
"Um...y-YES, I suppose?" Alphys stammered awkwardly, drumming her fingers together and squirming anxiously in her seat while Falarpe just absentmindedly stared at her, trying with all of her might to resist bursting out into a fangirl fit from how adorably cute and chubby the little lizard nerd was.
"Aww, you shouldn't have even TOLD me, you silly GOOSE!" Falarpe laughed teasingly at Alphys as she put down her pencil, wrapped her trunk around Alphys and hugged her tightly.
"Oh, how I yearn for death's sweet embrace..." Alphys groaned internally, choking and gasping for air and flailing her arms about while Falarpe blushed and giggled, stroking the poor little thing's Sonic quills lovingly as she set her back down onto her stubby little feet and walked her out the door while one particularly mischievous little flower popped out from the flowerpot on Falarpe's desk right behind them, amazingly unbeknownst to the both of them.
"Oh, believe me, you're going to freaking KNOW what it FEELS like by the time that I'm THROUGH with you!" Flowey rubbed his leaves together and cackled evilly, burrowing himself into the ground and secretly following Alphys back to her home in Hotland with malicious intent.
A FEW MINUTES LATER...
"Alright, honey, call me back if you ever need anything else, okay?" Falarpe eagerly requested of Alphys, patting her on the back reassuringly as the two of them reached the front door to Alphys' massive, ostentatiously spacious Lab facility in Hotland, the lava bubbling dangerously beneath them as they stood precariously atop one of Hotland's many vast, towering and winding rock formations, gazing nervously at the fiery sea down below and shuddering with fear in response.
"Sure thing, Ellie!" Alphys giggled, stretching up onto her tiptoes and lovingly smooching Falarpe right on the left one of her big floppy ears as she smugly turned tail, walked through the doorway back into her lab and then used the control panel on the other side of it to tightly shut the door behind her, while Falarpe just stood there and blushed embarrassedly and somewhat infatuatedly, with her hands placed firmly on her cheeks in surprise.
"Alright, so...now that that mushiness is over with, I'd say it's about time I went downstairs and took a nice relaxing nap to ease the pain of what I've been through these last several weeks...hopefully, dare I say, without anyone trying to go inside my freaking head and torture me!" Alphys sighed with relief as she trudged exhaustedly across her adorably anime-decoration-sprinkled lab, feeling the weight of her sins weighing down heavily on her each step as she reluctantly approached the elevator...when all of a sudden, the door rang unexpectedly!
"Hey, look, someone left what appears to be a very important MAIL package for you!" Falarpe chuckled merrily as she took her hands out from behind her back and displayed an overtly cylindrical cardboard package to Alphys, who curiously stroked her chin in response.
"Hmm, I wonder what THIS could be?" Alphys teased Falarpe somewhat sarcastically, scanning her eyes diligently over the package and noting how much it clearly resembled a flowerpot.
"Well, it DOES say on the tag sticker that Asriel sent it directly to your address himself, so all I really know for sure here is that it ostensibly must be something extremely important, right?" Falarpe asked Alphys somewhat interestedly, shrugging her shoulders at the fact that she clearly couldn't come up with anything else worthwhile to say about it at the moment while Alphys glared irritatedly at her for knowingly stating the blatantly obvious to her.
"RIGHT..." Alphys rolled her eyes and sighed dejectedly as she walked back into her lab and unceremoniously shut the door behind her yet again, eyeing the package suspiciously as she walked all the way back over to her elevator (which was very thinly disguised as the men's bathroom, of course) and took it straight down into her basement for her afternoon nap.
"You know what, I think I'll just deal with this stupid thing later, because I'm pretty sure I already know very well exactly what it is anyway." Alphys groaned, wondering just how stupid Asriel actually thought she was (or perhaps just liked to think she was) as she continued trudging her way along through the dark, grimy and mazelike hallways of her True Lab until she reached the massive bedroom, in which a disturbingly large number of guest beds was arranged in perfect rows for her and her beloved...pets, so to speak. Well, more like eldritch abominations from the depths of hell itself, obviously, but still, I'm pretty sure you get the idea regardless, right?
"Alright, guys, how's it going?" Alphys sighed on her poor Amalgamates' behalf and reluctantly asked them, glancing around the room to see what each of them was currently up to at the moment.
"Sn...o...wy..." Snowdrake's Mother (Snowy) moaned in despair as she miserably and rather pathetically attempted to play a flute with her right mouth while her left one (and the entire respective half of her body that said mouth belonged to) disgustingly melted and sloughed right off onto the floor and then inexplicably reformed itself in an endless, agonizing cycle.
"You know, I think I just officially discovered what Snowy's actually GOOD for!" Lemon Bread laughed, smiling a massive, toothy, rotten, moldy, slimy grin as she somewhat humiliatedly squeezed the excess droplets of lemon juice from her recent breastfeeding out of her tits.
"I think I just finally found a CAGE that I can actually FIT into!" Reaper Bird laughed, vaginal fluids dripping out from both his mask and the gaping hole in-between his legs as he stood valiantly before Alphys, with bondage outfit on body, toe rings on talons, and whip in wing.
"AWOOOOOOF..." Endogeny whimpered and sobbed, cradling a portrait of his former dog family in his multitude of slimy tentacles as his face began to leak gooey pseudopods all over the floor.
"WELL, then..." Alphys sighed, facepalming herself in utter disappointment (as well as more than a slight tinge of absolute disgust) as she glanced over toward the back hallway where the doorway to the bathroom was located. "I'm just going to take a shower and crash in bed, alright?"
"OKAY!" all of the Amalgamates laughed in unison, choking and coughing up dismembered semi-liquid pieces of their own former bodies as Alphys ran over to the bathroom, threw her lab coat off and hopped right into the shower, hopefully just for a quick rinse and nothing more.
"La-di-da-dee-dum..." Alphys hummed and sang peacefully as she rinsed herself with steamily hot water and lathered herself lovingly with soap until she resembled an adorably fluffy little buck-toothed lizard-lamb with fur made of bubbles, clearly not wanting to be bothered any further.
"Wait, WHAT THE HELL?!" Alphys shrieked at the top of her lungs and out her hands up over her mouth in surprise; right when she had just finished washing the soap off of herself, a bunch of nasty, gooey, squid-like tentacles had just reached straight up through the drainage pipe and fondled her vagina!
"Come on, why don't you come on over here and PLAY with me?" Memoryhead teased her as he teleported over into the other side of the bathtub (revealing his horrifying, skull-shaped body with at least one eyeball in its sockets for each tentacle), duplicated himself into three, and then tightly wrapped his eye-tentacles around her and began passionately raping her in literally every single socket he knew how, while she just screamed loudly with pleasure.
"Hey, what's all that obnoxious SCREAMING about?" Reaper Bird hollered and squawked at her, massaging Snowy's back with his wings as he cringed in disgust, searching frantically for another excuse to look away while Endogeny curled up on the floor and snored peacefully, the numerous cat-shadows in-between his legs just-as-adorably following suit in the process.
"Oh, I'LL give you something to fricking SCREAM about!" Lemon Bread chuckled as she ran over to the bedroom refridgerator, grabbed not one but two glasses of more-than-likely-self-produced lemon juice right off of the very top shelf, then ran all the way over into the bathroom with one glass in each hand and poured both of them simultaneously into Alphys' eyes!
"AIEEEEEEEE!" Alphys could be heard shrieking in pain from all the way outside.
MEANWHILE, UP AT THE INTERSECTION NEAR ALPHYS' FRONT DOOR...
"Man, I wonder if that's what GAY sex sounds like?" Royal Guard 1 asked Royal Guard 2, his bunny ears flapping valiantly in the wind as he fiercely thrusted his kosher dill-pickle into the aforementioned Royal Guard 2's gaping and ravenous bunghole (luckily, no one else was around).
"OF COURSE IT IS!" Royal Guard 2 shrieked and roared with pleasure, blowing a white-hot stream of fire all over the place as his beloved rabbit boyfriend filled his butt with his love.
MEANWHILE, BACK IN THE TRUE LAB DOWN BELOW...
"Alright, that's it, you have OFFICIALLY lost your laundry-handling privileges!" Alphys scolded Memoryhead angrily, smacking him across the face(s) as he reflexively winced and shut his eyes in surprise.
"And as for YOU, Lemon Bread..." Alphys sneered even more angrily at Lemon Bread, pointing a finger sternly at her. "I swear to God, if you pull that freaking lemon-juice-in-the-eyes prank on me ONE more goddamned time, I am going to PERSONALLY bite off those damned breasts of yours myself!"
"Oh, I'm sure you WILL!" a not-so-mysterious voice laughed behind her.
"HUH?! Who said that?!" Alphys gasped in shock as she swung around on her heels and looked behind her, only to find Reaper Bird eagerly and lovingly unwrapping her new present for her, revealing...but of course, what else could it even possibly be, really...a great big flowerpot!
"Oh, dear god, it's YOU, isn't it?" Alphys sighed exhaustedly, clearly not being even remotely in the mood to deal with Flowey's type at the moment...but alas, there he was, popping right out of the rather confusingly infertile soil in his pot and grinning devilishly at her as only the most horribly mischievous, frightfully sadistic and wonderfully awful of ideas regarding what he was planning to do to the poor lizard-lady immediately began running copiously through his head.
"Greetings, my adorkable FRIEND!" Flowey spat at Alphys sarcastically as she rather nervously scooped up his flowerpot into her arms and glared at him suspiciously, knowing his type excruciatingly well and foreseeing exactly what he was going to end up trying a very long ways in advance as he loudly and annoyingly cleared his throat and eagerly continued speaking.
"It certainly seems as if you snuck into Toriel's head about a month ago and...WELL...did quite a bit of DAMAGE in there, albeit mainly just to her self-esteem and overall feelings toward her husband!" Flowey laughed grimly, wincing in disgust as he remembered how Alphys had gone inside Toriel's brain and taken control over her body in order to make her brutally, violently rape her own son and husband while she just sat in there and deplorably masturbated herself to it.
"Yeah, I'll admit that I'm actually REALLY sorry for that..." Alphys blushed and sighed, remembering how she had later sent Toriel a heart-shaped box of chocolates with a very long, very detailed and immensely sincere note of apology hidden dearly inside out of sheer guilt and pity at how absolutely abysmally she had treated the poor goat-woman and her family on that dreadful night.
"No, you're NOT!" Flowey hissed agitatedly at her, rustling his leaves at her and shedding several bittersweet tears. "It was an act of DISGUSTINGLY selfish and HORRIBLY misguided revenge on my sweet, innocent mother for something that she didn't even freaking DO in the FIRST goddamned place! In fact, I was actually the one responsible for the very same thing that YOU just randomly decided to go off on your own completely fucking retarded little tangent and strike back at HER for; she was literally the goddamned VICTIM, for crying out loud!"
"How on EARTH was she NOT the one ultimately responsible?" Alphys yelled angrily back at him, shaking his flowerpot violently and frantically in a desperate attempt to shake some (non)sense into him. "For God's sake, SHE was the one that let you watch that utterly degrading, pornographic shit-fest of a show that me and Undyne put out about ourselves on TV, which is EXACTLY where you eventually ended up getting your absurdly nasty ideas that VERY quickly ended up getting BOTH of us into this utterly disastrous MESS, is it NOT?!"
"Okay, you know what? Fine, have it YOUR way!" Flowey shrugged irritatedly, rolling his eyes smugly as he falsely admitted his so-called defeat against Alphys in the argument. "However, don't blame ME when suddenly, right out of the blue, YOU'RE the one getting the very biological SOURCE of her own deepest and darkest secrets LITERALLY intruded upon!"
"What...what are you GETTING at here?" Alphys asked Flowey suspiciously, leaning her nose toward him and sniffing him cautiously. "Something smells rather FISHY here, if I do say so myself!"
"HA! PSYCHE!" Flowey laughed uproariously as he took advantage of Alphys' petulant nosiness and used the opportunity to get himself sniffed right up the poor girl's snout and directly into her award-winning brain!
"OH, GOD, NO...PLEASE, NO...NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!" Alphys stammered and screamed in helpless terror, immediately jamming her hand into her pocket and yanking out her cell phone to call Undyne for help while Flowey made his way up onto the very top of her cerebral cortex, produced a multitude of vine-dicks from his roots, wrapped them tightly around her brain, and then proceeded to plug them very deeply into her vast network of cerebral folds and wrinkles.
"UNDYNE, HELP ME, PLEASE, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, I'VE GOT A PSYCHOTIC MURDERING SUNFLOWER IN MY HEAD AND I CAN'T GET IT- OWWWWWWW!" Alphys screamed in pain, holding her cell phone with one hand and clutching her head in terror with the other.
"Heh, looks like I accidentally pulled a few WIRES in there!" Flowey laughed as he began violently thrusting his vines deep into Alphys' neural pathways and moaning loudly with delight.
"Alphys, my GOD, are you okay?!" Undyne stammered in fright, grabbing her energy spear and anxiously bolting out her front door on an urgent trip to Hotland while Flowey blushed deeply and crooned with immense pleasure, clearly getting ready to have the biggest climax of his life.
"Do I freaking SOUND okay to- YOWWWWWW!" Alphys shrieked in pain, leaping into the air and cartoonishly flashing between skin and skeleton mode as Flowey had such an incredibly gigantic orgasm into her brain that it somehow managed to electrocute both him AND her at the same time!
"Alphys? ALPHYS?! Oh, dear god, her freaking PHONE must've died or some shit!" Undyne stammered in terror as she hastily leapt off the riverperson's boat into Hotland and sprinted her way through the bottom-right corner of the entrance intersection, straight into Alphys' lab.
"FLOWER IN HEAD, FLOWER IN HEAD..." Alphys writhed on the floor in fetal position and mumbled to herself dementedly, sucking her thumb in terror as Flowey burrowed his way directly into her central nervous system and logged himself into the central-control-unit supercomputer located deep inside her brain while Undyne stepped out of the elevator and charged through the mazelike hallways of the True Lab at full speed, yelling out Alphys' name along the way just to see if she would eventually respond and reveal where she was!
"Oh dear, you poor thing, what happened?" Undyne asked Alphys curiously, scooping her up into her loving embrace with one arm and scratching her head in confusion with the other while Alphys' eyes swirled around dizzily; meanwhile, Flowey cleared his throat, turned on Alphys' microphone, and explained through her mouth but in his own words what was going on here.
"You see, this little lizard BITCH here decided to cross several, I repeat, SEVERAL, of society's most absolutely BASIC and FIRMLY set-in-stone freaking RULES on what IS and ISN'T freaking ACCEPTABLE in modern-day society!" Alflowey explained, shrugging and shaking his head disappointedly.
"How SO, exactly?" Undyne asked him inquiringly, cocking a rather suspiciously doubting eyebrow at him. "I've known this poor girl for QUITE some time here, and I know for a FACT that apart from her rather...unfortunate creation of the Amalgamates, she would absolutely NEVER do anything of the SORT!"
"Ah, but THAT'S exactly where you're dead WRONG, you see!" Alflowey laughed as he shrugged and shook his head yet again, for the second time in a row, and (of course) with the EXACT same shit-eating grin on his face, just to add playfully mischievous insult to injury.
"I said HOW, exactly? EXPLAIN YOURSELF!" Undyne yelled at him in frustration as she threw Alphys' body across the room and into the wall, leaving a massive lizard-shaped crack in it and sending her tumbling dizzily onto the floor while Flowey retook control over her and continued.
"OH, JESUS, YOU POOR BABY!" Undyne cried sympathetically, gently scooping up Alphys' body into her arms and kissing it while she just rolled her eyes and groaned embarrassedly in response.
"Anyway, as I was SAYING..." Alflowey sighed, facepalming himself humiliatedly, "it goes like this: first, she openly, I repeat, OPENLY gave me her undivided permission to shrink myself and sneak inside Toriel's head so that I could aggressively fuck with it, both figuratively and even freaking LITERALLY somehow...then, she fucking blamed TORIEL for it and decided to selfishly enact revenge on HER shortly afterward by going inside HER head and making her violently, brutally RAPE both me AND her freaking husband! I'm telling you, this girlfriend of yours is a total goddamned NUTCASE with the lid ready to blow off at literally ANY goddamned second!"
"Do you not UNDERSTAND how freaking DANGEROUS she is? WELL?! DO YOU?!" Alflowey desperately, furiously begged to know as he grabbed Undyne by the shoulders and shook her violently.
"Well...I, uh, GUESS I do..." Undyne blushed and sighed embarrassedly, turning the other cheek both literally and figuratively while Alflowey glared smugly and rather seductively at her, licking his lips.
"HA! You GUESS you do! Come on, let's GET em, boys!" Alflowey laughed maniacally as he whistled loudly for the Amalgamates, who all immediately gathered around him and awaited his next command while Flowey fiddled about in Alphys' brain and changed the manual control override settings to HALFWAY AWARE AND ALMOST IN CONTROL OF HERSELF.
"Oh, boy, this is going to be so much FUN!" Flowey laughed through the microphone as he hacked his way into Alphys' memory banks, clicked over into the Alphys X Undyne porn section, and hit the CLEAR ALL button while the Amalgamates horrifyingly surrounded Alphys outside, their mouths, sexual organs and basically everything in-between dripping with primordial ooze as they licked their lips and slowly but surely advanced toward her.
"BACK AWAY FROM THY BELOVED WAIFU, WRETCHED BEASTS OF YORE!" Undyne valiantly yelled, comically misusing both of the Old English words that she had used in her sentence while Alphys bit her jaws and held her breath to keep herself from busting out laughing at her.
"Oh, but I'm afraid it's already FAR too late for THAT, sweethearts!" Flowey cackled maliciously as he led both his deeply interrelated new victims and the Amalgamates to an adorably pink table, sat them down in a bunch of equally cute and fluffy chairs, and poured them cups of tea.