Even though her behind was in shreds of pleasure, never had Toriel slept that well in a long time. When she closed her tired eyes in the night before it felt cathartic. She could have orgasmed for a third time that night. She had a wonderful, colorful dream, yet she couldn't remember anything. The gifted girl woke to a wonderful scene, the wonderful blonde monarch, Asgore, playing with her ass. He went to town on her asshole and pussy, be it through fingering or through oral. It was only a while until he memorized the tastes of her genitals and anus. It felt so good. The pleasure was so sweet and gentle. He was so good with these things. She just couldn't hold it back anymore.

"Mmh...oh...ah! mmmm..."

She came without him even having to touch her penis, completely hands-free. It felt wonderful, like the other times she came with Asgore. Her semen tasted like something else. It was high class but lustful. To add insult to injury, the aryan man kept his finger inside of her, repeatedly pouding her sore prostate. "Again?" She thought. In the midst of all that sex, both got closer and held themselves in a kiss, his finger still deep in her boypussy...er, dickgirl pussy? It didn't matter for both of them. In her head, a doubt popped up.

"I should be going. When should we see eachother again?"

Asgore got up and wiped off all of her wonderful milk that was still stuck to his wonderful body. He said to tell the guards at the front that he wants to see "Toriel", handing her a piece of paper that had been signed by him beforehand.

"Preferably, today."

He said with a calm smile

Both beings hid their wonderful and long dicks in their underwear and dressed with the clothes they had worn on the ball. He guided her out of the palace and told her to be on her way. She went home feeling a thousand emotions, all of them positive. Just what did she feel that night? What kind of man liked people like her? Why is he so good?

She came home to a happy mother pretending not to have worried. All of the questions she asked were answered with short, one word sentences. The one that once gave birth to Toriel finally seemed at rest. She went to her room and tried to immerse herself in a book. She tried to forget him, even for a short while, but she couldn't. She took out her member and placed it between the pages of her book, it was the first time she felt thankful for it. She appreciated her gift. It was beautifully white with a cute pink on the glans, it was very very soft, touching it felt like heaven, she didn't even have to think about size, it's not like she was going to use it to fuck someone one day. Well, that might change with her new found love. The shaft was not the only part she started appreciating, her balls were stunning to her now too. They were like little fruits, hanging around on her ballsack. The scrotum felt like a little bag of joy for her.

The young woman waited like that until the time she deemed fit to go came. Nearing night time. She went to shower, yet she couldn't take her eyes off her nude body. While washing her ass, she wondered if she could slip a finger in there. Just a little part of the finger went in, she couldn't resist to do it more and more. Her fingering her nude self was almost preparation. Oddly enough, she was still flexible for her plump body. She tilted herself the right way and did what most men use for jokes: she sucked herself off. She was lost in mad pleasure just thinking about what that beautiful golden haired man was going to do to her poor little gifted anus. She orgasmed right there, with her long organ inside of her mouth, creaming inside of herself. Tori realized why he was sick for her cum, it tasted amazing. For all the times she was left alone to play with her flesh pole, she never tried swallowing her own seed. When she was done, she put on a more revealing outfit (yet it still didn't blow her cover), kissed her mother the longest goodbye, told her she wasn't staying home for the night and headed for the palace, with the paper in her hand.

The confrontation between the guards was short for her with his signature in hands. She waltzed through rooms until she found the door to the king's chambers. The woman knocked, and his wonderful figure, more handsome than ever, answered. Asgore told Toriel to come in and locked the door as tight as he could so nobody, even the strongest person, couldn't enter. He quickly went in for a kiss, he was very happy to see her again. After the "come in", he said only one thing: "Disrobe, I want to see you nude again". She obliged.

She started removing her clothes until her underwear started showing. Her bulge was a sight to see, Asgore was already turned on, and Toriel was aware. Firstly she removed her bra, showing off her perfect breasts. Round, soft, tender, beautiful and with a pink tip, comparable to her penis. Speaking of which, she was sensually moving down to her underwear before she was stopped with a question. "Do you really want to go through with this?". Without much thinking, she answered "Yes, without a doubt.". That usually wasn't enough for the monarch, yet from the way and infatuation of her voice, that's all he wanted to hear. He grabbed a pair of scissors and approached her. He understood what she wanted. Sternly, he cut her panties out of her legs, exposing the beautiful dick she was born with. She was nude again, and more beautiful than Asgore remembered, almost as if she got younger. The mix of her womanly traits like her round body and her boobs with something as robust and dirty as a long penis would drive any common man wild, but any man with a taste as wonderful as their king wild with lust.

Toriel loved being naked. It was almost like a religious experience for her. Her body breathed, all the clothes that binded her were finally out, especially anything close to her legs. After that night, she grew hate for anything that bound her genitals. She was happy to be free again. Asgore was already in casual attire. He grabbed two cups and a glass of the finest wine in any part of the kingdom. He filled up both of them and the two monsters kissed before sitting down. Toriel's asshole touched the red velvet of her seat, it felt good. Both wandered off into conversations of obsessions, mania, jobs, everything. They had a certain kind of chemistry. A person as shy as Toriel felt like the biggest adult entertainer when she was with the ruler of the kingdom. Bottles of wine piled up by the table, yet both of them were so infatuated with one another it was almost as if they were drinking off a cup without a bottom. At that pojnt, Asgore asked Toriel if she was in any way hungry, she said "Well I could eat".

Asgore was surprisingly a good cook, if only a bit mediocre, which would surprised anyone based on his experiences with baking. They were hilariously catastrophic, burnt pies, foul tasting cakes, etc, but he could handle himself more than well in the kitchen. His food was at least edible. He prepared some weird dish that the nude "woman" that was seated behind couldn't understand. The food was served. It looked oddly built, but tasted great. Toriel looked serious, somewhat ashamed. An odd silence that wasn't present for the last two hours setted in. Both ate reasonably quick, they sat in silence just contemplating each other. She was the one to break the silence again:

"Can I handle the dessert?"

The casually dressed man laughed and let her. She found an apron close to where his chamber's kitchen was. The "shemale" found it a bit odd that he had a kitchen right there, but didn't ask as if it was convenient. She was perplexed by the size of the whole thing, but worked her way around it quick and found the ingredients fast. Asgore quietly and happily observed. The apron could not hide her dick, it was obviously showing her male organs through it, and due to her size, it was not hideable in any way. She was completely nude, she did not put on any clothing since he cut her panties off with the scissors. As a result of that, her back was bare and her beautiful behind was showing. The king smiled when he saw occasional glimpses of Tori's behind appeared. It was easily the most beautiful ass the monarch had ever seen, and he was not unexperienced. Her asscrack, cock and pussy were completely hairless, as the rest of her body, giving off a clean and pure atmosphere. The anus was plain and simple, yet almost as appetizing as the vagina, which was way more subtle. It felt like a dirty little reward for those who managed to find it. And then there was the gift that made her go against nature: her penis. For Asgore, it spoke for itself. It didn't need words.

By that point, he wanted to just grab anything phallic or cylindrical and stuff it up her hole. The king had a giant collection of sex toys that are used to play with his partners, guess they'll belong to someone now. There were big ones, things to make her scream intensively in pleasure, or little ones to stack up inside of her to see her progress before the eventual "murder" of her prostate. He wanted to try everything, yet that wouldn't be enough. He wanted to see her moan with the invasion of her holes, but also wanted the mind-blowing sight of her anus filled to the brim with his cum inside it again. He had an infatuation with liquids. Maybe she'd look better inside a bathtub of normal milk? Or maybe the wine that they drank would look better surrounding her. He had tons of oily liquids he got from various parts of the underground. The lusty Asgore already got a taste of what she'd look like by oiling her up deeply. He also loved honey. Just imagine: her, the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, covered in honey. Honey everywhere. On her breasts, on her back, belly, legs. And then the genitals. Her dick would look almost confused if it was covered in honey. Her butt along with the spaces that separated the parts that made her become the most beautiful cross of sexes on the entire universe. He'd stick piles of honey inside of her two holes, especially her holes. He could drink it straight out of her anus any day, and all of that soundtracked by her voice. Ah...

The man didn't even realize she was almost done from being hypnotized by her nude body and her presence. Then, she took the apron off, returning to her nude state of comfort, returning to the table with a butterscotch cinnamon pie in her hands. She then laid the pie down on the table and sat her wonderful ass down on the wine red ottoman again, ready to eat. Asgore was surprised, he never saw anything like that. The first slice of it almost led him to tears, it was easily the best thing he tasted. It was an explosion of taste in his mouth. He looked very happy, but not head over heels, even though he was internally. The dickgirl looked at him eat slice after slice, while remaining on the one she picked for herself. He doesn't know she added a special touch, she subtly added a bit of her own seed in the pie. He wouldn't be too bothered anyway if he found out. In the silence they stood again. The monarch broke it with an affirmation.

"That was the second best thing I ate in my entire 24 years up to this point."

She smiled and looked relaxed.

"What was the first one?"

"Your ass."

She laughed and looked visibly pleased by the joke. Toriel had never seen that sexual side of him, it was refreshing and got the hint.

Dishes were washed, tables were cleaned, and talks were talked. Toriel noticed that the king was subtly disrobing. About 10 minutes after he got to his underwear, he stood up and looked at the scissors. He looked down back at the gifted being in front of him and muttered "You know what to do" in a calm voice. She cut off his underwear and revealed his own member. It was large and thick, usually the ones you would think of when someone says "big" and "manly". His jewels weren't as detailed as the ones belonging to the woman in his presence, but were definitely better. You could tell he took care of his pride and joy very well. She smiled bright just at the thought of these delicious 19 inches inside of her again. She didn't care how. Both got closer and made out passionately. Asgore was happy to have his dream of an amazing lover that mixed the best of both worlds come true, Toriel was happy to have his dream of someone that pleased her intensively and relished in her wonderful dick. Both quickly got hard were ready for everything.

He had separated a bit of lube and hid it under his bed for when the time came. The procedure was the same, not a single part of her body was left dry. Gently fingering her, he told her to get on her knees and to open her mouth. She did without thinking twice. "Am I finally going to taste his?". She was correct, soon enough, his large member was inside her throat, who was getting numb with organized and dominating thrusts. He fucked the woman's face without looking back, yet with a certain delicacy to it. Soon enough he had seeded her entire mouth down under. Asgore left Tori to play with and taste his delicious cock. It was saltier than hers, as she tasted her own secret in the shower. His cum tasted richer than hers though, it was amazing for someone who was a complete virgin about 23 hours ago.

After more passionate kisses involving tongues and tasting of cum, Asgore applied another round of oil to her, especially inside of her ass. Little did she know and her prostate was a getting destroyed again. The king was merciless on her asshole. Both twisted and turned between positions, the only thing that stayed the same was how both of them were doing it: Asgore shoves his 19 erect inches inside of Toriel, while she moans, whimpers, swears, all in an act of pleasure as she gets destryoed. Her cock was rock hard too, the difference was that the monarch now jerked it off, leaving the hermaphrodite in an eye rolling state of joy and bliss. This was what she was lacking her entire life, something to do with her sexual organs. He passionately jacked her off while Tori was in another world of assfucking. In a wonderfully steady pace, Asgore numbed her ass with his member and milked her sensitive pure white dick with his hands, almost like a machine. The king stuffed the dickgirl's ass with his royal cum, and this time he drank off her. She went insane from all the stimulation, and Asgore was aware of that. So aware he still kept jacking her off until a certain point, where he grabbed her long cock, shoved it inside his wine cup, and with one finger, made her blow her load. The cup was filled to the brim with her semen, Toriel felt so dirty and overall slutty when her love drank from her milk, this time off a real cup, and not her own "teat".

Asgore joined the now fucked Toriel much like he did the night before, but way more loving. Both kissed fervorously, happy that they fucked. He picked up her dick and put it against his, in a happy frot. Even though her own cock would never be compared to another, she felt humbled and slightly ashamed by his penis, it was passive joy, though, for she loved having that up her own asshole. After one last kiss, the king asked the gifted peasant the question he'd been meaning to ask her.

"I love you."

Toriel blushed, it was so weird for him to tell a girl like her that with his dick against hers.

"These two days we had were simply the best I've had, without a doubt. Would you, um...marry me...?"

Toriel blushed even harder, she was unsure yet she couldn't say no to something like that. He had liberated her in a way no one else had and made her feel new things too. She said yes, and asked if she would continue to be fucked the way she was. He gently smiled.

"Good, I'm happy you feel that way too. This is just the beginning of your sexual escapades."

Both kissed tightly, breast against his chest, dick against dick.

"We'll have our own house, I told them to built a special home for when I found the one. You also haven't seen my closets yet, I have things you can only dream of."

Even though she was happy about what was going inside of her holes, she worried about the wedding. What would everyone think? Toriel also remembered that wedding dresses might be too soft to hide her wang.

"Oh, and I don't like ceremonies."

Phew. Close one, that was.

Asgore told her to get up, showed her a contract of sorts? Whatever it was, he told her to sign it. She did without thinking twice. He guided her by the hand to the balcony. Toriel was reluctant, she thought they'd see, but she remembered it was already past midnight. No one was awake at that time. Her nude gender bending body met the cold wind. She rested her dick and balls on the border, almost taunting the citizens that would deny her. With a hand on her butt, the other nude figure asked if she lived with somebody, she answered that she still lived with her mother. He went back in and told her to sign another thing, this time it was a letter informing her mother of what happened. She signed it, but worried that she might not receive it. Asgore assured her that that would not happen, so both went to bed. They wouldn't fuck twice, both orgasms left them blue-balled. The last question asked was if Toriel would still be able to be naked in their house and if they were going to be completely alone like now. The answer was yes.

Now at rest, both sinners laid down, contemplating what they did .