"Long ago, two races ruled over the earth: Humans and day, a war broke out between the two races and after a long series of battle, the humans were victorious. The greatest of their magicians confined the monsters to the Underground using a magic barrier."

Asgore was a simple man. Son of the royal family and early king due to his father's sudden succumbing to illness. Though all of the troubles, he wasn't bothered. Royal balls, however, were like baths for him, cleaning him of his troubles. It was there, at that ball, that king Asgore first laid his eyes on Toriel. He obviously had a reason for it, she was plump, not fat, and had excellent taste in clothing. Beside her great looks, she danced extremely well. Obviously a dame like this would catch the king's educated eyes. Both danced and were clearly mad in love after various conversations. Everything escalated when the dame showed signs of sexual attraction towards the young blonde man, and the feeling was reciprocate. Both headed off to the royal family's chambers, specifically to Asgore's bathroom. Some would say he was ahead of his time when the topic was sex. The calm and polite young man soon got adventurous, sealing his partner's mouth with intense kisses, until they were eventually his. Toriel was not different, everything was exactly the same as he did with many other women before, except for when he fiercely grabbed her crotch.

He felt something. It was long, it was soft and it pleased Toriel to the point of extensively moaning. After a while of guessing just what she could be hiding, he took her robes off her and, after her bra, her panties. The woman was nude, and then he saw: it was a... penis? How? It couldn't be one of those cheap, mesmerizing ones he'd heard about in his youth, where women who wanted to go against everything would resort to. Her "jewels" were fit for a man. Her balls were like little peaches and the scepter was naturally uncut and surprisingly long. Toriel was, to put it in a vulgar way, "hung". It was long and fat. A whopping 10 inches flaccid. How did she manage to hide all that? How did she manage to get all that? Luckily, the king was definitely humbled by her size, as his stood at a menacing 9. The surprised man just spouted a miserable "Huh..." before he started to play with it. Toriel was going insane with all that touching, yet she couldn't nor didn't want to stop him from continue to pull her foreskin up and down, as she drifted off into the story her mother carefully told her about what she had.

Though it may not have looked like it, Toriel did not come from the richest family. Her mother worked hard and did not earn much. In an escape from stress, she lied down with a man once. After the horrible discovery of her pregnancy, he quickly fled, and left her to suffer alone. As if that wasn't enough, due to a strange condition in her uterus, her baby could have some sort of defect. Toriel had a decently healthy birth, though all the signs pointed at her being a female, her penis was clearly visible, leading all in the room to believe she was a boy. She lived a normal childhood, though her mother found it extremely strange when her "boy" started showing obviously female traits. She was in awe when she found out she had male organs and a female body at childhood. In cases where the genital is in some way affected, it pretty much renders them unusable. She had a perfect dick though, and she obviously didn't have the money to perform a surgery to turn her little monster back to normal, so she just told a young Tori to never show it nor talk about it. Eventually she just got used to having a penis. She lived a normal life as a girl, just hiding her secret. She knew she would be put down or shamed for her "gift". Her little organ, funnily enough, was anything but little. As mentioned before, it grew unusually large. Only equine looking monsters or lucky men had that kind of size. Her group of friends at her school were more than enough for information about sex. She heard about various things, such as how to "do it", fetishes, masturbation (she still needs to thank them for that information to relieve all of that sexual tension in her age with her "odd aspect"), you name it. One particularly funny story she remembers was when the matter was size. The average was about 4.5 for 15 year olds. Larger boys jumped in happiness for their size, the largest was something like 5,4. She kept quiet, but at home she measured her weapon to discover...6,2 inches! It was even a mystery to her on how she could hide it. It only grew more from there, currently at 20 years of age with a specific total of 10.4 inches flaccid, 12.8 erect. She could humble any man with that thing.

All her daydreaming was cut short by a rush of pleasure to her member. She moaned loud when she reached her orgasm. By that time the monarch was performing fellatio on her. He savoured her penis slowly, beautifully. He took his time with it. Every single bit of her cock and balls was not left untasted by Asgore, who had taken his clothes off while she drifted off into thought. Her semen was dense and milky, creamy, it tasted amazing. Like a weird kind of milk. The powerful aryan figure in front of her smiled. He was not the buffest, but his body was extremely well built. Not completely shaven, but taken care of, blonde, large and uncut. Asgore was big in both sizes. 15.7 inches became a powerful 19.4 when erect. Speaking of which, if it were not for its human glans, it would be classified as a literal horse penis. A strange medial ring was present. It even frightened the pleased figure in front of him. After a while of staring at each other, he said:

"A girl with perfectly functioning and well sized male parts, haven't heard that one before..."

"..."

Toriel stood in silence. Would he tell everyone? Would he tell anyone? Would he kick her out of the building and/or kill her for being such an unholy paradox? The answer was no to all of them. He looked happier than his usual passive and polite looks. He grabbed her jewels once again, and muttered to her.

"I finally found what I was looking for. Don't worry and don't plan to do anything, I want you to stay with me. Now calm down, because we're definitely not done here."

He left her now erect dick alone and proceeded to pick her up. The royal chambers were all theirs, after all, no one would bother the monarch. He was restrained, but he had an incomparable wrath. He did not even have to do anything physical, like torture. A single minute with him was enough to make any being comply. He took her to his room, a beautiful and spaced room with a marvelous bed in it. He gently put the "shemale" on his bed, then proceeded to grab a couple of lubrificant and oil. Using his strong hands he spread oil all over Toriel's gorgeous nude body, not leaving one bit dry. After that, he lubed her precious penis, trying to please her while doing so and visibly being sucessful. After that, he wandered off into uncharted territory: her anus. Toriel was an attractive woman, but we all know she refrained from sex by fear. He carefully circled her asshole with lube, sometimes teasing her by shoving only the tip of his finger in there. He left her mad, but it was all going to be worth it. She lied there, completely nude and wet, her butthole and cock lubed up and facing Asgore teasingly. His large member approached the anus like a finger would to an eyeball to scratch it. Both parts touched. It was finally time for her devirginizing.

He went in and it felt wonderful for both. The ruler wasn't a coward for all his politeness, he went all in. What most women would find painful felt shocking and pleasureful for the goat that stood there, fucked. The first thrust wasn't all. He continued to pound her, again and again. Her prostate was getting torn to pieces and she was loving it. Her dick went back and forth and back and forth and back and forth... His dick went in and out and in and out and in and out... It was insane. It was nothing like she had ever experienced, it was paradisiac. Both penises were large and at their peak size. It was stunning, it was dirty, it was new, it was like nothing she had ever experienced, and it was so wrong. She couldn't take any more of it. Both of them were sweating and wet. After a solid half hour in a steady pace, they were ready. With one last thrust, Asgore went inside of her and came all he had to come for what felt like his entire life. Her prostate couldn't take it any longer, she forcibly but deliciously came. His milk filled her deep inside while hers spread over his bed. He didn't care, for he licked the sheets in desire for more.

After about ten mintutes of recovering, he looked at her. She was looking at him with a curious but relaxed stare. That silence was blissful, for all the profanity that happened in the room. Toriel broke it with a question to him:

"Hey, can I show you something?"

He nodded.

"OK... Open my butt."

Asgore turned her around and got on top of her. With his strong hands, he opened up her buttcheeks. The view was wonderful: Her virgin anus, now ravaged and creamy and her beautiful penis. He didn't find anything out of the now usual. She then told him to look around her testicles. After a short while, he found a... Vagina? "What more could this girl have for me?" Asgore thought.

"What now?"

"Finish your job."

The educated man was confused? "How?". After opening it up a bit, he found out she still had her hymen. She wanted him to break her. Asgore did it without looking back in fear with his finger. She grunted a little bit, and both sinners laid down, contemplating what they did .