Doctor Doctor I've been Boned!

by Zecon19

Frisk is an orphan who had been raised by monster parents. Now thirty, Frisk is at the end of her rope. Being harassed at work, on the way home, at her home, and on her, everyday commute from people and their emotions is about to drive her crazy. Not to mention the embarrassing urges that are growing harder to ignore. How can she get help? Who would help her?

8. Chapter 8

(Frisk finally reveals her secret to her family and friends. And an interesting and hot situation begins to bloom between Frisk and Sans. :D)

(Warning: Sex ahead! I repeat Sex ahead! Watch out for the milky wave! muahahaha!)

(Characters belong to Toby Fox, story by me)

Chapter 8

Fired

Several moments pass before we all settle down again. Our tears and emotions now calm enough to reflect on the reason we were all here. I was ready to tell them a secret I have kept hidden from them since they had me. One that would explain everything that happened up until now.

Mom and Dad now sit quietly before the bed as the skeleton brothers sit next to me on the edge of the mattress. My back still feels tight and achy, so I find myself lying down on my stomach facing my parents. My body is fully covered by the thick sheets as I hold a pillow in my arms. My face half buried by it. I am still nervous about telling them my story, however, I knew deep down it had to be told.

"Frisk." inquires the deep voice by my side.

I look over at Sans. His expression is calm as he says, "You don't have to explain if..."

I shake my head.

"No Sans. It's been something I've been hiding for too long. If nothing else, it will help everyone understand why I had behaved as I did. And...and maybe telling you would help you figure out how to help me. Even if it's a little bit. Besides, you guys...deserve to know." I sigh and then look at my parents squarely. They sit tall in their seats. Their posture calm and reserved. I looked at theses two beings, these two who had raised me as their own and still work so hard to care for me. I smile grimly before I open my mouth...and tell them my story.

I explain that, for as far back as I could remember, I was always able to read human emotions and thoughts. Monsters, less so. For them, I could only feel emotions.

For the humans around me, I knew what they were thinking before they acted and usually I could maneuver accordingly. However, some days, if I wasn't careful. I could become deaf to the signs and warnings.

Like I was in the beginning.

Back then I was easy prey and did not take full comprehension of how cruel people could be. I learned, but not without the scars to show for my mistakes. Now I don't let anyone get the jump on me. I'm always searching, always aware.

I keep my words simple, direct, and to the point, my explanation doesn't take to long and by the time I was wrapping it up their eyes were wide with disbelief. The emotions they gave off are baffled, confused, with a mix of sorrow and sudden understanding.

I breathe deeply and suddenly hold my breath as my breath stretches in a way that made my back protest. Papyrus places his hand back on my back and rubs it softly. His healing magic spreading into my aching muscles and loosens them. Sighing I give him a welcoming glance before I continue flatly.

"Before, when I was in the orphanage it was just static noise, filled with children desperate for things. Adults wanting things to be done and fast. But nothing threatening. It was like being in a small room with hundreds of people talking at once. Stressful. When I lived with you, the emotions of those around me were far more comforting. Easy to deal with. If someone was stressed they kept it reserved and I was able to handle it thanks to that. But once on my own," I shiver and shake my head in self-disgust. "I could have never known the amount of sudden violence the human mind could think up. After those attacks, I made sure to listen to the world around me. To always be alert. I can't...afford to be caught again." I stare at my parents and await their response. To be honest I am ready for their ridicule, their disgust, or even for them to get up and leave me to my shame. I don't even know why I thought that would be their reaction. For all the years I've known them I would have thought I knew what their true reactions would be. Maybe it is because I'm always around so much negativity with the humans here in this city. I don't know...but I should have known better.

Instead of all of my inner feared reactions coming true, they did what they have always done when I had scratched my knee or hurt myself in some way. They got up and knelt by the front of the bed and gently hugged me. Their fur engulfing me as they kissed the top of my head and my cheeks. Their fur is wet with their silent tears as they whisper tear full voices of grief in my ears.

"Oh my child, my precious child. If only we had known! If...if only..." Mother whispers in my ear as she looks back down on to my back. Part of the covers has been lowered by Papyrus hand as he healed me. My scars are exposed once moredoesn'tand my Mother touches it tenderly.

"How could they be so petty? So violent." She moans as she holds my head to her cheek fiercely.

"My baby! My poor baby!" she sobs and I feel tears trickling down my face. I sob and cuddle into her fur as Father kisses the top of my head once more. He then rises and looks at the brothers before saying, "You both have listened to my daughter and have studied her for the few days she has been under your care. Tell me, What is your take on her mentally and physically? So far being with these humans any longer does not seem to an option." He holds my hand tightly in his great paw and I hold onto it fiercely as he continues. "What father would I be if I allow theses abuses to continue. It's bad enough that our people suffer from human spite. but...this." He shakes his head before staring at the brothers again. "Please...Tell me what you have learned. Every detail counts."

The brothers take a moment and turn to look at one another. They then nod and Sans turns and starts.

" Mentally she is..unstable. She has suffered from years of mental abuse and trauma between theses daily occurrences between the people who chase her, abuse her, and squander her. The amount of daily trauma is causing her to have episodes and break downs that will begin to become more evident. Even dangerous if it continues. For herself and for others." He reaches over and touches my back tenderly. His expression growing fierce as he says. " Her abilities are phenomenal. To be able to hear on the level she does is even surpassing some monsters abilities. However, untrained as she is, I'm personally amazed that she has been able to stay mentally together up until now...however..." He looks at my parents with steady eyes, " Between everything that has happened. The daily stress, the psychic abilities, and a few other issues I've noticed, she's...she is breaking down. She has fainted several times already and soon it will become serious. Fainting will turn into seizures, and seizures will turn into a form of a coma." He pauses and looks away to stare at his hand on the middle of my back. "Then after that, it could be too late."

I freeze. My mind and body in a form of panic that is steadied by the touch of those I love around me. I never knew that what I was going through would become so serious. Would that...would that really happen?

Mother gasps and her hold on me tightens. Father looks squarely at Sans as he asks, "And what about her hormonal issues and her...other issue. That is another reason she came to you."

The other issue being my slight amnesia I assume. Even my parents seem to work hard to keep it hidden from me. But I now understand why.

Sans sighs and says, "Her hormones are...unique to our situation sir. Even I'm having trouble finding the true cause, however, I do have my suspicions." A slight blush touches his cheek bones and he coughs into his hand before continuing. "However I will need to run a few of my ideas with Alphys and Papyrus later on. Her other matter..." He looks to me and I can feel him hesitate. He is not sure if I would feel comfortable with my parents knowing the truth about my knowledge of my amnesia.

I smile slightly and nod to him in agreement and he sighs before looking at them again. "She already knows she has slight amnesia."

My parent's freeze and Sans quickly continues, "She just found out today. I do admit that much of..."

I cut him off before he could lay blame on himself further.

"I know that you all have been hiding things from me. I just...never knew what it was. But, I know why you did it." I smile at them and pat their furred cheeks gently. "You did it for my sake. You knew that I must have been having issues as it was with living far from you. You were just trying to keep things as normal as possible for me at home. But..." I look to Sans and say sadly, " The knowledge of how those who I have forgotten, those who I loved, it hurts. I want to remember them...but I also know that I would have to take my time." I straighten slightly and turn to them with determination. "I want to remember those I have forgotten. I want to regain what I have lost. Mom, Dad, I can't remain like this forever. I...I want to get better, and, hopefully, be with those I love once more." To clarify my meaning I reach over and grasp Sans hand tightly. He holds onto my fingers and we look at my parents with determined expressions.

My parents look at us levelly before father gives a ruff guff of laughter before patting Sans on the shoulder.

"I'm grateful that you two seem to be rekindling feelings for one another. But please keep in mind Sans." He looks at him with a grave expression, "I need you to protect her even more diligently than ever before."

Sans nods and bows slightly to my father in acceptance. I cock my head at their words and am startled when mother speaks.

"And Papyrus, please, tell us about her physical situation. I know you haven't had much time to do a thorough check up on her, but...you must know something." Her voice is full of worry and Papyrus sighs as he continues to rub my back in small circles. His spell slowly seeping in deep into the healing wound.

"It's...difficult, but I will explain what I can." He looks up to stare at my parents evenly. "Her physical body is on the mend but her spirit is slightly damaged. The wounds on her body are permanent, however, with exercise, she should have full use of motion in no time. Her past wounds and the new ones have some common issues that disturb me greatly." Papyrus lifts the sheet a little lower to show the disaster area that is my back in all its glory. "As you can see it is a mess of interlacing scars and deep seated wounds. Many of them are ladened with curses. Intersecting and unfished ones. However, as they are they are, mostly just jinxes that only act up when her emotions are high. The main wound was deep and it cut right into the muscle. Between the old and new wounds, she could have problems later on if we don't find a proper way to deal with them. Much of these are far worse than need be because she was unable to get proper treatment in the past..."

"What do you mean?" Father said as he looks at Papyrus sharply.

Papyrus shakes his head and looks at me. I sigh as I explain.

"In the past, no one would help me. I was denied any help because of my...situation..."

"The fact that she had been raised by monsters." Sans interrupts and I turn to glance at him. He gives me a faint smile before saying, "We need to be truthful on this Frisk. They denied her because of that fact. She was forced to fend for herself." Sans looks at me and I know he wants me to fill in the rest of the gaps. Sighing I do so.

"The United could only do so much and it wasn't until later that they won a suit to allow me proper admission into clinics and other health facilities. However, it took them two years to even get that far and by then..." I jerk my finger to point at my back. "This had already happened several times."

Mothers eyes wells with tears and she cuddles me close to her. Mindful of my back, she only hugs my head to her. I breathe in the spice scent of cinnamon and listen as father growls harshly.

"Such violence. And for what? Do they really detest us this much as to attack their own who was under our care?" Father shakes his head harshly. "Some times I do not understand humans."

Sans nods and Papyrus speaks.

"Her condition will improve with proper care, however, her work situation is another matter. We would have to give her doctors note to give her a leave of absence for a few days until the effects of the poison have completely left her body. However that poison..." Papyrus looks at my parents with eyes full of deep concern. "Is what bothers me the most. A poison that attacks the soul and spirit of a being is frightful. Especially to us monsters who are made up of souls. The amount of damage inflicted upon Frisk's body is troubling in its own way. But I need more tests of the substance I was able to abstract from her wounds and from the scene of the incident. I believe father will be able to handle it in his lab..."

"No Paps."

We all look at Sans and find his head turned toward the windows.

"He dosesn't need more work. Let us handle it. You, me, and Alphys. Dads...got too much on his plate as is. We need to let him work. Besides." He turns and gives me his full attention. "She's our responsibility. However, if we do have problems discerning the poison, then we could..."

"We should at least tell him about it. He might be interested in the poison and can use his own instruments to..."

"Sigh.." Sans says and nods before his brother could finish, "Your right. As always your right Bro. We'll inform him, but I don't want to over exert him. He's so close..."

"I know brother," Papyrus says as he nods to Sans in understanding.

I feel so confused. What is it they're talking about?

Mother and Father nod and I tilt my head at them. Seeing this mother sighs and says, "Dr. Gaster is in the middle of a break through. One that can soon help us all." Mother holds onto Fathers shoulder as she continues, "One that I hope would be finished soon."

I am still confused, but I can feel that they were all in their own world now. Focused, tired, drawn. It dawns on me that in a way, they were tired. Of the situation and the abuse on them and their fellow monsters. Deep down I can also feel a large level of disappointment.

What it meant, I wasn't to sure but...I wanted that feeling for them to end...and I wish...I wish I could be the one to help them find the peace they were looking for.

But I wasn't a complete fool.

What could I do?

…...

An hour after they had arrived my parents left. Mom leaves behind a whole pecan, cinnamon, butterscotch pie and kisses us all on the head before departing. Father had gently noogied us and gave Sans an extra thump on the back before leaving with the intention of visiting again soon.

We had enjoyed the pie fully and slept with surgery filled bellies in the large bed. Both brothers sleeping on either side of me. One keeping his hand on my back as he continued his healing spell, and the other wrapping me in his arms. His warmth sending my mind into a comforting deep sleep.

It is'ent until I awaken to the sound of chirping birds that I knew it is morning. I groan and stretch my limbs out and freeze as an answering moan reverberates above me. Looking up slightly I see Sans sleeping face before me. His eye sockets shut and his face relaxed, he looks strangely handsome. As if all of his stress-filled thoughts are finally silenced in sleep. I take a few moments to enjoy the view as his breath hits my face in gentle puffs.

Smiling warmly at him, I turn to look behind me and find the second brother absent. Papyrus must have left earlier.

I wonder where he has gone?

Sighing, I yawn and look over to the far wall at the clock. I startle as I realize how late it is. It is going on three in the afternoon.

I had work today!

Freezing I start to rise when the sting and uncomfortable stretching sensation of my back gave me pause. I groan and hold still for a moment as I try to breathe through the discomfort. A sickening sensation fills me as the thought of going to work with such an injury would be hell. And if I lost my job...

"And where do you think your going young lady?" I startle and look down to see Sans eye staring at me tiredly. He lets out a low groan before gently pulling me down into his arms again.

"Docs orders kid. You're staying in bed for the next three days. That wound may be closed, but it's going to take some time for your body to heal fully." He grins and rubs my sides tenderly. "More than enough time to get properly pampered that is."

I roll my eyes.

"You don't know my boss Sans. If I don't get out of here and head over to work in the next half hour I'm going to lose my job." I stare at him, hoping the look of urgency in my face and voice would be enough to make him understand. He stares at me with a concentrated look before saying,

"Does she allow any of the other employees time off? Sick leave? Anything?"

I nod, "Yeah she does. One of the girls that work for us is always pregnant. She's always off on maternity leave or something else. I think she's lying since she always stated she hates kids. Plus she never looks pregnant when she comes in. So..." I shake my head and he rolls his glowing eyes.

"A bloody lazy bitch if you ask me. So you're telling me she would allow someone who is clearly skipping out of work to do so, but when you need it, she will decline."

I nod, "One time...I was really sick. I could not get up out of bed really. I was sneezing, coughing and throwing up. I tried to call in but..." I shake my head. "She told me she didn't care and she didn't have anyone else to help her. So she told me to come in or lose my job."

Sans hisses at that and hugs me closer. "Well if she does fire you, you would always have a place here at our clinic." He chuckles as he rubs my cheek with his. "With that extraordinary ability of yours, you can become my assistant easily."

I giggle and think about it. Working for the brothers wouldn't be so bad...but what about money? The brothers work of monster currency and that won't exactly help pay the horrid apartment, food, and utilities.

"You're wondering about paying for that apartment right?" Sans says as he chuckles again and nuzzles the side of my neck. The sensation races down to my crotch. My clit hums in approval as his face drifts lower to my chest. It takes my mind away from how he knew what I was thinking until he speaks again.

"You forget that we also work side by side with the United. They help by funding us. We get paid through them for a number of patients we receive and paper work we file. We send them a list of issues that our patients have, keeping much of what is spoken about confidential mind you, and they study them to use to fight for our behalf. I don't like some of their actions but in the end, the results are really nice." His teeth begin to nibble the side of an exposed breast and I purr as my body quickly becomes alive with his attentions.

I have forgotten that I am practically naked under the thick blankets. However, with the way he's going that might not be something I can complain about. Easy access after all. And oh, do I want what ever he is planning.

'Just a little lower...'

His teeth reach an aching breast and he pauses and looks up at me in question. I answer by grabbing the back of his head and drawing it down to the aching nipple. Chuckling deeply he opens his mouth and draws the dark nub deeply. I throw my head back with a gasp and then choke on the sudden uncomfortable tightness. Sans rises and kisses my head tenderly as he laughs.

"Sorry baby. I forgot for a moment that you are in need of gentle touches. I better keep this subtle."

He rolls us over until I am laying on his front and my eyes are locked with his.

"What do you say, princess." He whispers. His voice hot, heavy, and low. " Would you allow me to worship you, love you, and give you everything that no mortal man can ever dream of giving you." He nuzzles my throat as he says, "Like my soul."

I feel my face blush hotly at his question. My body flares with heat as my hips roll on top of his. His grin widens as I lean over and kiss his teeth tenderly.

"If my jester can keep me entertained...then..yes. By all means."

His body shudders with his laughter as he holds me close to him.

"A..as my lady wishes."

We chuckle for a few moments at our jesting before Sans surprises me with a sudden kiss to the throat. I moan as I feel the sensation of lips drifting down the column. The slow tease, the nibbling bite of teeth. The overwhelming feel of sucking and kisses as he drifts further down to my awaiting breasts.

"Don't move too much." he murmurs against my skin. He then takes my nipple into his mouth again and pulls gently. My eyes roll back into my head as my hips rock against his hip bone. My hands grip the sheets hard as the sensation drifts from the point of pleasure all the way to the tip of my toes. Gasping I pull my hands in and hold his head close to my breast. My hips thrusting harder against him until I suddenly feel something hard and firm between my legs.

"Damn baby you are making me hard already." Sans moans as he nibbles and kisses my breast. He moves to the lonely twin and begins his attack there. Slow devious licks of a ghost like a tongue causes me to shiver as he slowly drives me insane.

"Sans..I...I want something...but I..dodon't..."

"Let me do everything Frisk. I won't leave you in the cold. Let me guide you, baby." He whispers before leaning up and kissing me again. His ghost tongue rubs staging mine. We battle and deepen the kiss. Our hands roam on the other's body. Wanting nothing more than to remember the feel of the other person. I feel so hot that I feel as if my cells will catch fire, little by little. I want something desperately, almost starving for it. But I don't know what it is.

"Awe baby I don't know if I can wait," Sans said as he opens his eyes to stare at me. They were odd now. Shaped like tiny white hearts. His body shakes and he is panting heavily as he leans up a bit and reaches down to unbutton his suit top. He had not removed much of his suit since yesterday except for the jacket. Now he struggles to take it off all the while huffing in agitation as the buttons seem to hamper his need to feel me against him.

I giggle at his impatience and stall him with my hands.

"Let me," I say in a low voice, a cocky grin on my lips.

He pauses before he pulls his hands away from the ruffled shirt. His eyes wide and curious. Grinning I slowly lean back and reach down to unbutton his top. Half way up an idea came to me as I saw the first section of his ribs come into view. Smiling broadly I scoot back and push him firmly onto the bed. He complies and watches me curiously. Grinning up at him I lean down and take a bit of the bottom section of his ribs into my mouth and suckle around the sharp edges carefully.

With a loud moan, he throws his head back and grips the sheets tightly. His body thrusting up into mine as I continue to undress him. With each new rib, I uncover I kiss and suckle it gently. Sans reaction becomes heart warming as he whimpers beneath me. Then a soft glow meets my eyes and I stop and stare at what I uncovered. A white upside down heart stares back at me. Pulsing strongly and shuddering inside his rib cage.

It is the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

"Frisk."

I look up to see his desired filled face. His eyes narrow and a bit of drool escapes his teeth as he shivers. He is easily aroused. This makes me want to tease him more.

However, it is not meant to be, for as soon as the thought crosses my mind I feel something inside me become heavy. With a start I look down to see my soul, outside of my body, is now blue.

"Don't think you can one up me kid. I've lived longer and know how to play the game." Sans snickers as he lifts a glowing hand up.

I find myself lifting a few inches above him and he watches me with heavy eyes. Confused I watch him strip the remainder of his clothes off before laying back down completely nude.

Well as nude as a skeleton can be I guess. Nothing but bones, a perverted smile...and a nice thick ghost like dick.

I look upon the well endowed member and watch as he strokes it slowly for my benefit. Or his. I can't tell anymore since we both seem to be enjoying the show.

"So babe, like the view..or...do you want it a little..." the member grows a bit more and my eyes widen at the sight. " Bigger?"

"Ummm..ahhh..um...duhh..ah.." I gap at it and he chuckles as the member returns to a resalable size.

"Maybe this might be a good starter." Sans murmurs as he lifts his upper half up to catch my lips in a soft kiss.

"I want you so bad Frisk. Please tell me I can..."

"YES!" I yelp excitedly. My body is close to burning now. I want him. Badly and the idea of him waiting so long is close to torcher. My loins and nipples burn with the thought of his penitration...his touch. It wants it so badly!

Sans chuckles and lowers my body against his once more. Easing my limbs around he takes his member and points it up into my heat.

"I've been waiting for this so long Frisk. My Gods, I've waited. Let me in my love." he kisses me deeply as I feel him slide into my wet channel. The fit is very tight and I whimper at the sensation. It feels so alien!

"Easy baby. I know it's a bit rough, but it's going to feel so good once I'm fully inside..." he moans as his shaft penetrates me a little more. I shiver at the sensation and grasp his head firmly as he lowers me just a little bit more.

Inch by inch he drives into my body until finally, he is seated firmly inside me. I'm gasping now. Shivering at the sensation of the foreign object lodged deep within me. But not only that, the added knowledge that the sensation wasn't just in my body...but in my very soul. It's as if he is somehow penetrating more than just my vagina. He is penetrating my very being, my essence.

"I..I never..." I gasp out as I cling onto his skull desperately.

"I know kid. I know. Let it happen." He murmurs before lifting me gently by the hips and lowering me again onto his awaited length. We gasp as the delicious sensation courses through us.

"Ohh...baby you feel even better than I even imagined." Sans moans as he repeats the action again a bit more quickly.

"Ahhh! Ah ah ah! Sans! It...I didn't! Ahhh!" I groan as the sensation courses through me. The feeling of being full of him courses through me. The feel of every grind, movement, and slide increases the feeling building steadily inside me.

"Oh, Sans! Oh Sans yes! Ohhhh yes, Sannns!" I cry out as the sensations increase steadily.

"OH yes, baby!" Sans grunts as his hands tighten on my hips. He picks up the speed and rotates my hips over his member. The sensation is becoming unbearable now! So close sooo...close!

'SANS!'

"Lordy were out of MILKKKK! Lordy were out of MIIIillkkk!"

We freeze at the sound of my cell phone going off.

"Lordy, we ran out of Miiillkkk! Lordy, we ran out of..."

With a fierce growl, Sans summons my phone from my bag, that is by the bed, and answers it with a flick of his wrist. However, before he so much as utters a single word my manager voices screeches forth.

"WHERE ARE YOU LITTLE GIRL!?" Sans jerks the phone from his skull. His eyes wide with shock as her voice continues. "You are late! Do you want to be fired! Get your ass here before I..."

"Hello is this Miss. Dreemurrs Manager?" Sans interrupts silencing her quickly. His face hardens as he awaits her answer. She's quiet, shocked I'm sure, before she responses again. She's loud enough that I don't even have to have my ear on the reserve to hear their conversation.

"Who is this? What the hell did that little monster do this time?" My manager growls angerly.

I roll my eyes at her questions and watch as Sans eyes wink out. His emotions showing impatience and agitation.

"This is her Therapist. Frisk has received a serious injury and can not come in for the next few days. If you like I can come over and give you the doctors..."

"Who the hell is this!? No one will see that little bitch! No one! Are you some kind of drug dealer!? Her pimp!? If it is, that little bitch is fired! Do you hear me! FIR..."

"If that is what you think Madam that is your choice. However, to question me will bring about uncomfortable consequences." Sans voice has become darker. Menacing in its tone. And oddly enough it sounded gentle.

A terrifying sound.

"Threaten me all you want Pimp man, but I know that girl! She's a whore! A monster whore! If she thinks skimping work while she's taking a big one up the ass is funny, She's...!"

"Quits."

Sans interrupts before hanging up the phone. I stare at him in awe and he smiles at me with calm triumph.

"Well, Ms. Dreemurr. I do believe we have a wee problem with your place of employment."

I nod and groan as I feel his member shifting in me deliciously. Chuckling he drops the phone back into my bag before leaning forward and taking my cheek into hand and whispering.

"It looks like you'll need a job." He kisses me tenderly before shoving up into my tight sheath. I cry out at the sudden pleasure as he kisses me once more before saying. "I think I have a place in mind." He tongues my lips slowly and I open myself to his attention.

"Oh Sans..." I whisper as I feel my heart open to him. His eyes widen and a small grateful smile crosses his face. He then holds me tightly and begins to thrust a new. The sensations are delicious and the feeling heavenly. All of my libido purrs out his name...

"SSSAAANNNNSss!" Screams a furiously blushing Papyrus as he walks into the office with a hand full of bags.

( And we're done. I'm so sorry that took so long but..hey...life happens. I'm just happy this one came out a bit easier than the last chapter. I hope you guys had fun with the hot stickiness of what had happening here and enjoy how I'm taking the adventure so far. Don't worry, more interesting things are coming and they are going to make their life...interesting. Until next time my dears :D.)