Authors note; I'm so sorry.

So Underfell Sans was sitting in his living room, then a portal opened up and he got sucked into it. "AAAHHHHH!" he ended up landing face first in a bank of snow and his fat ass rolled all of the way down. Looked kinda like a demented snowball. He hit the side of a building and the force of impact was so hard the structure shook and groaned, this caused some soldiers to run outside and investigate.

Sans took this opportunity to enter through the now unguarded front door, he looked around noticing the building seemed to be some kind of military base. He scanned the halls for any activity and didn't find much, that was until his non-existent ear holes picked up upon the melodic flow of an especially nasty sounding voice. He poked his head into a room and noticed some short guy with a rounded red head that oddly reminded the skeleton of sausage.

"Yummy sausage."

He said to himself as he entered the room, the other had been screaming in some foreign language into a phone-device but stopped when he heard the rather large monster enter, he turned his gaze to sans and simply dropped the phone in shock. It shattered against the hard stone floor and the sausage looking man gaped at what stood before him.

"Ay."

Was all Sans said as he advanced closer, eyeing the much smaller sausage-man hungrily. The other faltered for a moment but regained his composure, looking the monster up and down as he stood his ground attempting to look proud and fierce even though he was clearly taken aback.

"Who'ah you? How ze FUCK did you get in here?"

He had a somewhat thick German accent though his voice was boyishly high-pitched, this pleased Sans, who smiled down at the smaller figure.

"Ya guards walked out on ter own, so I figured I'd do some investigatins'. Names Sans, Sans teh skeleton."

He reached out his hand inviting the other for a shake, the shorter man seemed to eye the hand, once again he looked up and down this monstrosity standing before him and he decided Sans looked trustworthy enough. For now. He took the hand and gave a firm shake, nodding as he responded.

"I am ze leader of zis country you find yarself in, I am ze Third reich, you may call me Reich."

"Noice."

Sans took another heavy step forward, causing Reich to take a step back, once again intimidated by the situation he found himself in. Eight foot tall red and black themed fat skeleton monsters tend to have that effect on people. "Do you.. need somezing?" Reich asked carefully, he glanced at the door and began to divide a plan to run if the skeleton tried anything. "I just got'a sucked through some portal thang and I think I wanna do me some more explorin' if ya know what I means." ;)

Sans got a little too close for comfort and Reich began to feel a bit backed into a corner, he quickly made a mad dash for the door but a strong hand gripped his wrist and yanked him back. He felt the wind leave his body as he was slammed against the wall, the taller man pressed his gross fat gut against Reich as he squished him against the wall. The skeleton wrapped his free hand around his muse' throat and squeezed, Reich gasped for air but he was denied it. Sans leaned in and let out a husky breathed against his captives neck, "Ya gonna hav'ah bad time buddy." He then proceeded to slide his gross tongue from the nape of Reichs neck up to the side of his rounded head, taking into note the odd rubber like texture and the very prominent taste of bologna.

"Ya'd go gud wit peanutt buttah"

He moaned, pressing his body harder against his captive, finally after some time Reich was allowed breath, but it was fleeting as the other played with the restriction of his air circulation. At the point where his body was so weak that he'd go limp if he were let go, on the verge of passing out yet still kept from doing such, is when Sans started to gently rub his hand up and down Reich's side. His bony fingers slid under the others jacket and his chilled touch sent shivers up the sausage man's spine. He quaked slightly as he felt the others hand rub against his stomach and chest, then the skeleton undid his belt and slipped his rough hand into his captives pants.

Reich let out a breathy squeak and he made an attempt to struggle, but he was far too weak and his muscles ached with tire, the room had gotten hot and the cold wall he was shoved against was moist with his sweat.

"Ya gotta big sausage mistah sausage man, thes pleases meh."

Sans removed his hand from Reich's throat, then he leaned in and bit the side of his neck hard, Reich choked out a pained gasp though the torment that was happening below was starting to make him pant. He was trying not to moan as the monster continued to molest him, eventually as Sans pressed his lower half against Reich, he could feel a hardened bulge pressing against him.

"Vhat ze f-fuck-"

He rasped, then Sans began nibbling and licking his neck, he bit the collar of the leather jacket and ripped it open revealing his chest, advancing his biting downward as he slipped his magic pixie stick out of his shorts and began to rub it against the others stomach. Reich wriggled in place, he felt his pants slide down to the floor and the skeleton positioned him so one of his legs was somewhat wrapped around his waist. Sans moved his boner into place, and then very slowly slid it into his captive. Reich's body convulsed and he tried to scream, but he didn't have enough energy, the torment continued on at a slow pace, only gaining speed after Sans was sure his victim was thoroughly exhausted.

At some point the guards burst in, horrified at what they were witnessing, they attempted to fight the monster off of their leader but they were no match for him. Sans red magic snapped the neck of the last standing man, flicking his body to the side, the beast of a giant turned his hungry gaze back at the barely conscious form of his play thing. He finished, then grabbed Reich by the throat once more, sliding his aching body up the cold damp wall until they were face to face. Crimson orbs of unbridled blood lust met pale pools, the smaller's eye lid twitched a few times and he let out a cough.

Then Sans vored Third Reich, it was pretty horrifying, if not kinda sexy.

With a belly full of sausage the alpha male made his way back outside, the portal re-opened and the godly being stepped through and back into his own dimension. This was a story he told to many of his slaves for years to come, as Sans the unbeatable and his tasty sausage pet rode the sweet path of fame into glory and legend.

The end.