A/N: Since it's the holidays, I decided to reverse the order, so you wouldn't be left with a sour taste in your mouth. If you just want to skip to pacifist, just hit ctrl + f, enter in "pacifist", and you're golden.
No Mercy
You waited for well over two minutes before you realized that the microwave wasn't working. You confirmed this by taking the spaghetti back out and discovering that it was still freezer cold. You tried to rectify the situation by putting the spaghetti back in the microwave and hitting it to get it to start. When nothing happened, you hit the microwave again and again until it accidentally pushed itself off the table and landed on the ground with a thunderous crash. Stupid machine… it only had itself to blame for breaking like that.
"Good try, Master!" you heard Slush say comfortingly behind you. "You almost got it working again!"
"Too bad it was such a badly made machine, though." Ball lamented.
"Yeah… maybe I can cook some spaghetti for you myself late?" Chain added weakly.
"Or maybe some Nice Cream would help you cheer up?" suggested IC.
"Uh, hello?" a voice from nowhere interrupted before you could reply to your girls. "You do realize that it wasn't plugged in, right?"
You turned and saw a girl who was only five inches tall standing behind the ruins of the microwave in the snow. She had long brown hair, a long grey tail, and was wearing a bright red jacket with a matching skirt.
Still angry about the microwave, however, you just snapped at her about how you were supposed to know it needed power.
"Well, by checking for a power chord, obviously." she replied. "Listen, I've got an adapter back at my place, and if this thing's still working maybe we can-"
The mouse girl was abruptly cut off when Watchdog suddenly dashed towards her and picked up the tiny woman in her mouth.
"Aaah!" she screamed as she was tossed around through the air. "Let me go, you brute! Are you dumb or something? I don't even look like a chew toy for dogs, I look like a chew toy for cats!"
Watchdog just ignored her, however, and brought the screaming girl obediently towards you.
"Here you go, Master!" she mumbled through her teeth as she sat down in front of you, wagging her tail.
You grabbed the mouse out of her mouth and pat Watchdog on the head, taking the opportunity to tell her what a good girl she was. You then grabbed hold of the mouse girl's clothes and tore them right off her body like they were made out of tissue paper.
"W-wait!" your prey gasped in shock as the cold air hit her skin. "What are you doing?!"
"That's pretty obvious, ain't it?" Frigid said sarcastically. "'Master' here plans on 'plugging' their dick into your 'socket', if you know what I mean."
"N-no!" the mouse gasped as she started to struggle and kick her legs in panic. "This isn't what I meant when I offered to help!"
"They know that, you dunce!" Royal Slut said as condescendingly as she could without making herself sound superior. "This is just what Master does! They find a cute pussy, and they fuck it - simple as that."
While she was talking, you undid your pants with your spare hands and too out you hard cock, bringing it up underneath the mouse's body as she kept struggling helplessly.
"B-but there's no way it's going to fit inside me!" she pointed out as she desperately tried to point her pussy away from your incoming cock.
"Don't worry, Master always finds a way to fuck their slaves!" Inferior Dog replied. "They're very… determined like that!"
You agreed and said that nothing filled you with determination more than seeing a new girl squirm in your lap. With that, you moved your hips forward and thrust your prick in between her thighs, which resurfaced on the other side without actually penetrating her at all.
"Oh, thank goodness… you really had me worried there for a second." The mouse girl sighed as she she let herself relax a little on top of your cock.
You didn't let the girl rest for long, though, as you quickly began to thrust your dick in between her thighs, rubbing her tiny pussy with the skin along the top. You informed her that just because she wasn't actually being fucked didn't mean she could relax - after all, what kind of LOVEr would you be without making sure she was a mind-fucked mess by the end of it.
"Y-yeah?" she moaned in reply. "Well, you can try… but I'm not quite sure… you're going to get that far!"
You normally would have gotten angry at a comment like that, but you already saw that one coming a mile away, and so you already had the perfect comeback ready. Using your spare hand, you signalled both Ball and Chain to come over to you and kneel in front of your dick. Once there, Ball eagerly began licking the mouse's right breast with her long doggy tongue, tasting her as if she were a delicious stick of Nice Cream. Chain, meanwhile, began licking the mouse's right breast, but did so much more slowly and methodically, as if she was only doing it because she had to - which was probably the case, but you didn't really care as long as she kept obeying you.
"Ah!" the mouse girl moaned as soon as she felt the tongues on her tits. "W-wait, don't lick those! Th-they're super sensitive!"
You laughed and commented that at least she wasn't being treated like a chew toy this time - now, she was being treated like a lick toy!
"This isn't funny, you know!" the mouse moaned up at you even as you felt yer pussy grow more and more wet above your dick. "You shouldn't do things like this to people you just met… at least, not without asking them first!"
"Actually, I think this is hilarious!" Slush said as she watched nearby, rubbing her feathers over her nipples as she talked. "Seeing you squirm as their cock rubs against your undersized cunt… it practically makes my sides melt!"
Frigid quickly recognized that last-second ice pun and dutifully gave Slush a spank in the rear, causing her to gasp and rub her breasts even harder. You just ignored them, though, and kept on thrusting, the tip of your dick actually pressing in between the cheeks of Ball and Chain as they obediently kept on licking the mouse you were thigh-fucking. Ball actually took some time away from her side of the mouse to nuzzle her cheek back against your prick as he brushed against her face while Chain just kept staring blankly at her ex-wife as she her tongue kept licking methodically.
"Thi… this is too much!" the mouse moaned after a few minutes of these overwhelming sensations. "It feels like my head is pinning!"
"Hmm… maybe you're hungry? I could give you some ice cream once you're done, if you'd like!" IC suggested, falling back on her usual instinct of shilling her wears.
"No, it's not that… it's… it's the smell!" the mouse replied as you felt her thighs tighten around your cock a little.
Curious, you asked her what exactly she meant by that as you increased the pace of your thrusts even more.
"I don't know what it is… but it smells like the best cheese in the world!" she replied, starting to drool.
Slush then glanced over and saw a drop of precum start to form on the end of your prick.
"I have a feeling I know what it is!" Slush laughed knowingly. "Don't worry, addiction to Master's cum is just part of joining the harm! Don't try and resist it - embrace it!"
"Their... Their cum?" the mouse asked as she finally noticed the precum in front of her and her mouth started to water even more.
You couldn't help but smile at this and encouraged her to try to have a taste.
"R-really?" she asked, surprised.
You simply let go of her body and said that you weren't going to stop her. She, in turn, quickly laid down onto her stomach and crawled her way to the end of your prick, grinding her tits and pussy on it along the way. Once there, she quickly started drinking down as much precum as she could, and you enjoyed the sensation of her tongue swirling against the inside of your urethra. You then motioned towards Ball and Chain once more and they both quickly started licking at the mouse girl's body again, this time rubbing their tongues along her sides, her exposed ass, and what little of her pussy they could reach. The mouse moaned at the added sensations, but didn't try to stop them or even try to escape in spite of the fact that she was no longer being held. It seemed that she was far too interested in guzzling down as much of your cum as she could - luckily for her, there was plenty more on the way, and you let her know that.
"Yes… give me more!" the mouse girl moaned between mouthfuls. "I want all the cheese you can give me!"
You smiled and lifted the tiny girl off your cok, placing her on the ground in front of you. You then let Ball and Chain lap at the sides of your dick before you began spraying the mouse down with your seed, completely soaking her with what seemed like a literal flood of semen from her perspective.
"Yeah!" the mouse cheered as she tried to swallow as much of it as she could, making sure to finger a bit into her pussy as she did so. "So… good! Thank you, Master! I promise to savor every drop of your amazing cheese!"
"Well, you might have missed out on your dinner, but at least you got yourself a delicious little snack!" Ball joked as she watched the mouse keep on slurping down sperm.
"Yeah, I guess so…" Chain said flatly. "So, what are you going to name her, Master?"
You scratched your chin and thought for a moment. At first you thought about naming her somethin glike 'Gouda' so she could be a 'gouda girl', but then you realized that naming a mouse after a cheese was cliche and stupid. You then thought for a few moments before coming up with coming something much more clever, which you quickly told your newest slave.
"Crackers?" she repeated back to you. "That's my new name?"
You told her that of course it was, since she was absolutely crackers for your cheese.
"I like it!" Cracker replied through a cum-soaked smile. "Are you going to give all my sisters similar names?"
Sisters? You didn't know she had any sisters.
"Oh, right, I almost forgot to tell you!" Crackers gasped. "My house is right in that hill over there, and I've got lots of family members for you to rape inside! Follow me!"
She then walked over to a tiny door in a nearby cliff face, shivering a little bit from the cold as she walked, but still not bothering to wipe off any of your cum. Once she tried to open the door, however, it didn't budge an inch.
"That's odd… I don't have a lock or anything…" Crackers said to herself. "They must have barricaded themselves inside for some reason."
"Aww, but that means they'll miss all the fun!" whined IC.
"Do you want us to dig them out, Master?" asked Inferior Dog.
"I don't think that will work." Crackers interjected. "We've got tunnels all over the Underground, so if they don't want to be found, there's not much we can do to stop them without an army of tiny girls like me in there looking for them."
You let out an annoyed sigh at that news and announced to your harem that you'd all be moving on.
"Y-... you're letting them go?" Slush gasped in shock.
You assured her that you weren't - you'd be back later with the necessary army to track them all down in the mouse trap they called home, and you'd do it even if it meant using Crackers to breed the army yourself.
"That sounds like a pretty fun idea!" Crackers replied. "I promise to help you every step of the way then!"
You pet the mouse girl gently on the head with one of your fingers as a reward for that, to which she lovingly nuzzled nuzzler her head back. You then picked her up off the ground and tossed her towards Watchdog, shouting 'fetch' as Crackers giggled through the air. Watchdog expertly caught the flying mouse with her mouth and placed Crackers onto her shoulder so she wouldn't have to walk through the neck-deep (for her) snow to try and keep up with you.
"Alright, Master, we're ready to go!" Watchdog said with a thumbs-up. "Please, lead the way!"
To you, leading was never in question, and so you continued on through the forest path with your harem close behind. It wasn't that long before you noticed another clearing up ahead, however, so you told your harem to stay back for a bit while you checked things out. Once there, you found Papyrus and Sans standing on the other side of a large, tile-covered platform for some reason.
"I don't understand why my puzzles aren't working…" you heard Papyrus say to Sans as you got closer. "I mean, I've been doing everything right and according to tradition, as far as I can tell."
"I don't know." Sans replied lazily. "Maybe it's because they've been bare-bones so far."
"I'm being serious, Sans!" Papyrus shouted angrily. "They'll never let me into the royal guard if this keeps up!"
Papyrus then thought to herself for a few moments before saying "I've got it! It's because those puzzles were all so outdated! But, since this one utilizes the amazing magical properties of science, it's guaranteed to stop them!"
You said that, last time you checked, science wasn't magical.
"Of course it is!" Papyrus argued, turning towards you. "Haven't you ever seen a baking soda volcano?"
It took her a few moments before she finally realized that it was you she was talking to, at which point she panickedly got into her 'hero' stance and shouted "Oh ho! So, you're finally here, human! Your streak of besting all my puzzles so easily is about to come to an end! For you see, this puzzle was designed by the great Dr. Alph-"
She suddenly stopped talking when she noticed you were walking out into the middle of the platform.
"Hey! Could you please step back to where you were before, human?" asked Papyrus. "The tiles don't turn on quite right with someone standing on them."
You just ignored and kept on walking until you reached the other side.
"What the- not again!" Papyrus shouted angrily. "I know you just walked through my last puzzle, but I haven't even turned this one on yet! You're completely breaking with the spirit of my puzzle!"
You asked her if the solution to the puzzle was to walk to the other side.
"Well, yes, but-" Papyrus began to say before you interrupted by explaining that you therefore didn't break with the spirit of the puzzle at all - you just found the solution faster.
"Well, I suppose the solution could have been the same if all the tiles turned out pink, though there was honestly no chance of that happening." Papyrus admitted. "Regardless, I concede your point and humbly request another clue to the next letter of your name."
You didn't verbally reply and instead reached around Papyrus's neck to snap off her armored bikini and get a better look at her tits. They still weren't much too look at, but it was at least interesting to see the bone pattern of her skin across her breasts.
"Hey, give that back!" Papyrus shouted as she grabbed the clothes back out of your hands. "Just because I'm a skeleton doesn't mean I don't get cold! I mean, I don't, but still, that was very rude of you!" She then paused for a few moments before saying "Wait a minute… rude… the next letter is 'R'! Now I get it! I apologize, human, you weren't being rude at all!"
"You sure that doesn't invalidate their 'clue' then, sis?" asked Sans.
"Jeez, Sans, don't overthink it like that! It's just a simple puzzle!" Papyrus replied, rolling her eyes before turning back towards you. "I can already tell that I am getting close to the solution, human... It's just a shame that you will never have a chance to give me your final clue, because there's no way you're going to get past my next puzzle! Oh hohohoho!"
She then dashed off into the forest once again, leaving you alone with Sans.
"You know, you really should try to play along with Papyrus's puzzles sometime." Sans suggested. "They might not look like much, but they're actually pretty fun."
You told her that wouldn't be necessary since you have enough fun on your own.
"Yeah… 'on your own'." Sans said quietly before walking off as well.
You waited to make sure she was completely gone before motioning to your harem to move forward.
"Woah, what in the world is this thing?" asked Frigid, referring to the tile platform in front of you. "You guys have an impromptu disco or something? That's so lame, it actually goes back around to being cool."
You told her that it wasn't nearly that funky fresh, just flunky… flunks.
"Good one, Master!" laughed Slush. "You always were so much better at puns than I was!"
You agreed and reminded her never to forget that fact. You then moved to continue down the forest path, but before you could leave you heard IC say "Say, this computer over there looks kinda familiar…"
"Eh, probably just your brain playing tricks on you." Frigid said dismissively as the group moved on. "Too many brain freezes will do that to you."
As you and your harem continued on the path, you noticed that the ground was steadily rising until you were all walking along the edge of a cliff along the side of a very tall and very steep hill. You weren't intimidated by the height, of course, since you knew you could just reset after dying. It was just a coincidence that you were hugging the side of the hill as far away from the cliff as possible with your flying slaves standing between you and the edge.
"Hey, I know this place!" Frigid suddenly said, interrupting your totally-not-cowardly thoughts. "Gyftrot lives near here!"
You asked who that was as you pretended you soul didn't nearly explode from surprise.
"Oh, she's just some grumpy reindeer who me and Slushy used to play pranks on before we met you." Frigid replied. "We'd put these colorful, noise-making decorations in her antlers, and she'd spend hours trying to get them off! It was hilarious!"
"That doesn't sound very funny to me…" Chain said sadly.
You corrected her and said no, that was actually one of the funniest things you had heard in a long time. You then ordered Frigid and Slush to lead you to Gyftrot's home, to which they both said "Right away, Master/'Master'!"
They quickly led you to a cave entrance further along the path, where you peeked inside to see if you could spot her. There, you saw a woman wearing a deerskin jacket and blue jeans at the far end of the cave, where she was in a small kitchen pouring herself a glass of milk from a nearby fridge. You could also see that she had quite a hefty set of antlers above her head as well, and they were absolutely littered with Slush's and Frigid's handywork. Several of the ornaments on her horns jingled as Gyftrot tried to put the milk back in the fridge, causing her to groan and try to knock the ornaments out of her horns in vain.
"Grr, quit it!" she growled as she impotently jumped up and down trying to reach her antlers. "Oh, you are so lucky I can't reach you…"
"See? The look on her face is priceless!" Frigid laughed quietly.
"Wow, I had no idea those things made her so… mad." Slush said with less enthusiasm.
You ignored Slush and agreed with Frigid, saying that the only expression on her face that would look better would be a look of pure pleasure.
"I'm guessing you've already got a plan to make that happen?" asked Inferior Dog.
You pet her affectionately for knowing you so well before asking Watchdog for a few spare knives, which she happily provided. You then began sneaking into the cave as carefully as you could, making as little noise as possible while keeping your troublesome soul outside so its heartbeats wouldn't give you away. The stealthy approach may not have been entirely necessary, though, as Gyftrot kept mumbling to herself about the decorations on her horns and how she wished her arms were a few feet longer.
You then waited in silence behind her couch until she passed by a nearby wall, at which point you snuck up behind her and shouted 'boo' as loudly as you could. This caused her to jump and turn around in surprise, allowing you to take the opportunity to stick your knives into the wall behind her on both sides of her head. The knives ended up catching her horns as she fell back towards the ground, and she ended up suspended from the wall as a result.
"H-hey! What did you do to me!?" she asked as she thrashed her confused legs. "Let me down this instant, or else you'll be digging pine needles out of your ass for a week!"
You just ignored her and invited your harem into the cave to view your new wall-mounted trophy.
"Wow, nice catch, 'Master'!" Frigid complimented as they all walked in. "I couldn't have come up with a better prank myself!"
"You!" Gyftrot growled as she tried to lash out at Frigid and Slush. "I should have known you birds were behind all this! Why won't you leave me alone!?"
"Because it's fun to tease you, of course!" Frigid replied jovially. "Besides, you know that was just in good fun, right?"
"'Good fun'!?" Gyftrot asked incredulously. "I almost never left my house because of you! I was afraid to even fall asleep most nights because you might have placed something else on my horns while I slept!"
"O-oh… I... never knew that." Frigid awkwardly replied.
You quickly stopped Frigid before she apologized and told her that it was just harmless fun - teasing, in other words, that she shouldn't be blamed for. You, on the other hand, planned on doing anything but teasing today.
You then began stripping off the reindeer's clothes, which she tried to stop you from doing, but you were far too strong for her to stop you.
"W-what are you doing now!? Are you stealing from me?" she asked accusingly.
You informed her that all you were doing was unwrapping your present, and that you didn't even need to shake it to know what was inside. You then forced off her white panties to reveal her cute pussy waiting underneath.
"H-hey, that's private!" she whined annoyingly, causing you to spread her legs even wider so that everyone in the room could get a better look at her snatch. "I can't believe I'm saying this.. But I actually liked it more when you guys were putting stuff on me."
You disagreed with her sharply and told her this was way more fun before giving her cunt a nice, strong lick.
"Hey, you keep your filthy mouth of that!" she shouted as she tried to somehow squirm her pussy out of your mouth.
You kept on licking anyways, though, and told her that it was rude to call someone's mouth dirty like that. That was hardly in the spirit of the season, after all.
"Season?!" she gasped. "We're in Snowdin Forest! It's always winter here!"
You said that was exactly you point, so she should be cheery and kind all the time, especially to people who take the time to eat her out like this.
"Y-yeah, right!" she moaned as she felt your tongue brush over her clit. "I'll start being kind to people when they start being kind to me!"
"But they are being kind to you!" Slush retorted as you caressed Gyftrot's thighs. "Look at the way Master's licking your pussy… rubbing their tongue around the clit and sticking their tongue deep inside your depths… they almost never do that with any of us!"
"Yeah, and besides, it looked super lonely in this cave of yours." added IC.
"No it wasn't!" Gyftrot shouted back, trying to stop the gyrating of her hips. "I had everything I could ever need in here! Food, books, a bed…"
"And 'company'." Crackers added as she dragged a long, pink dildo out from underneath Gyftrot's bed.
"Hey!" Gyftrot shouted in surprise. "You put her -er, it back!"
Crackers just laughed and turned the vibrator on, which let out a very low buzzing noise in response.
"Wow, you really must have been lonely if you were settling for this thing!" Crakers marveled as Gyftrot moaned in the distance. "Don't worry, though! Master is twice as big, and I'm sure they'll feel twice as good too!"
"Please!" Gyftrot scoffed worriedly as her cunt dripped below her. "Now I know you're bluffing!"
You simply told her you weren't and undid your pants to prove it, all while keeping a finger deep inside her cunt to make sure she was good and ready to receive you. Once she saw your cock, Gyftrot began to panic all over again, kicking her legs at you in a last second attempt to keep you away from her snatch.
"You've got to be kidding me!" she practically screamed. "That thing has got to be two sizes too big!"
"I'm not so sure about that!" countered Inferior Dog as you inched closer to Gyftrot's last unopened gift. "We all got a pretty good look at your 'present' down there, and it looked plenty big enough to me!"
"Besides, even if it hurts, you'll learn to like it anyways." Royal Slut added. "It comes with the territory with being a fuckslave, after all."
You weren't sure if Gyftrot heard them or not since she just kept on repeating "No no no no-" up until you shoved your entire candy cane into her tight figgy pudding. At that, she let out a surprised moan and her body went completely limp, leaving her weight supported almost entirely by her horns.
"Yeah, you do that doe!" Frigid cheered from the sidelines.
"This… this can't be happening!" Gyftrot moaned as she got used to the feeling of your cock inside her. "I'm being raped…and in front of all these people! I've never been so humiliated!"
"I've been humiliated worse!" Royal Slut insisted as you slowly began to thrust.
You, meanwhile, told Gyftrot that she better not cry and she better not pout because you weren't going anywhere anytime soon, so she might as well just get used to being fucked.
"If… if you want something from me, I can give it to you!" she bargained as some life returned to her body. "What do you want? Furniture? Ornaments? Gold?"
You replied that you weren't interested in bucks, only tight, sweet does like her. You then picked up your pace and felt her body writhe and contort as she took the strange new object of your dick into her body over and over again. You could tell that she definitely wasn't a virgin, but the surprised way her body reacted to every thrust let you know that she hadn't been with an actual person for a long time.
You then suddenly saw a flash of anger in her face as Gyftrot tried to headbutt you out of nowhere, but the knives made sure that she was still stuck to the wall. You couldn't help but laugh at her enthusiasm, but kept on bobbing her tight bobtail up and down your thick yuletide log, regardless of her adorable outbursts.
You then said that, while she definitely wasn't the best slut you'd ever had, you still didn't plan on returning her precious gift anytime soon.
"And by the looks of things, her pussy isn't going to be giving up on her gift anytime soon either!" Frigid joked as Gyftrot noticed for the first time that her legs were starting to wrap around yours. She quickly blushed and put her legs back down, causing you to keep thrusting inside her without any help.
You told her that you didn't mind her assisting with the fun a little. After all, it's so much more fun to do the doecy do when your partner is dancing too.
"But… I don't want to!" Gyftrot insisted in spite of how sopping her pussy was by that point.
"Please, even I can see you don't mean that!" Watchdog said as she admired your thrusts. "You were so lonely cooped up in here that you were probably relieved when Master started ripping off all your clothes!"
Gyftrot blushed again at that but didn't even bother trying to deny it, instead just hanging there limply as you kept ravaging her exposed body.
"Ha! I knew it!" Watchdog laughed. "You were probably so desperate that you'd probably start making out with anyone who stayed at your home for more than five seconds!"
"It's just… so empty here sometimes…" Gyftrot said sadly, no longer trying to push you away.
You patted her on the cheek in between thrusts and assured her that she'd never be alone again after this, which gave you a rather interesting idea. Calling over Slush, you ordered the bird to go and find you some mistletoe.
"Really?" asked Slush. "These tree weed things? Sure, if you say so."
She then flew out of the cave and left you thrusting into Gyftrot, who lifted her legs back up and wrapped them around your waist, which squeezed against you tighter and tighter as time went on. Eventually, Slush returned with your requested plant and dropped it down next to you.
"Here you are, Master!" she announced just as Gyftrot's tongue started to fall out of her mouth.
You thanked Slush for the mistletoe and proceeded to tie them to the reindeer's horns, adding yet more baubles to her antlers.
"What… what are you doing now?" Gyftrot panted, already starting to grow tired from your furious fucking. "Adding more decorations?"
You nodded your head 'yes', but said that they weren't just any decorations. In human culture, it was tradition for two people to kiss whenever they were underneath mistletoe, and since Gyftrot is always underneath her horns, she'd have to make out with anyone who got too close.
"They're… actually kind of pretty…" Gyftrot said as she looked up at them and you felt your dick bump against her cervix. "Thank you…"
You told your new Mistledoe that there was no need to thank you - following tradition was thanks enough. She quickly got the message and opened her mouth to allow your tongue to snake its way inside, and she let her legs practically force your cock past her cervix as you both finally began to cum. You then let it snow inside her unprotected womb as her pussy tightened, leaving her a few more presents in the process that she'd have to wait a few months to open.
"Thank you, Master…" Mistledoe panted as she finally broke the kiss. "I'll make sure to follow your traditions… faithfully."
You smiled and said that you were sure she would. You then took out the knives that were holding her up in spite of how pretty she looked pinned like that, and she fell onto her knees.
"Aw, she looks a little cold…" Slush observed as she watched Mistledoe stand back up. "I know what to do!"
The ice bird then picked up a long rope of red tinsel that was gathered in a nearby corner for some reason and wrapped it around her new harem sister's body.
"Another decoration to keep you warm!" Slush said happily. "A little bit, at least."
"Thank you… I love it!" Mistledoe replied before bringing her former tormentor into a passionate kiss, much to Slush's surprise.
You interrupted them and said, while you loved watching them rub against each other, there would be plenty of time for kissing each other later. Right now, you all needed to get going so they could hunt down more cunts.
'Tis the season for raping, after all.
Pacifist
It wasn't until you noticed the lack of buzzing that you finally realized that the microwave wasn't working at all. You quickly checked behind it and found that the power cord wasn't plugged into anything, which would explain the distinct lack of microwavieness going on at the moment.
So, in spite of all rational logic, you picked up the end of the cord and began looking around for a place to plug it in. Eventually, you found a small hole in a nearby cliff face and leaned down to see that there was actually a tiny door in the middle of it. Curious, you knocked on the wooden door and, after a minute or so, a girl about five inches tall with long brown hair, grey mouse ears, a fuzzy grey tail, and wearing a bright red coat walked outside.
"Hello?" she greeted. "Can I help you?"
You showed her the plug of the microwave and asked if you could borrow a cup of voltz.
"Uh… you do realize that I'm a mouse, right?" she asked. "Even if I did have an outlet in here, there's no way it would fit!"
You quickly got embarrassed and mumbled something about using an adapter in a last minute attempt to cover your ass.
"Oh right, of course!" she replied, her eyes widening in recognition. "Just give me a second!"
The mouse girl then went back inside and came back with a massive multi-outlet that was over twice as big as she was.
"Here you are!" she announced as she pushed it into the snow. "Feel free to use it for as long as you'd like, though I'd prefer you'd finish before my home becomes a freezer."
You thanked her for the help, but assured her that you'd only need the outlet for about a minute and thirty seconds. You then plugged in the microwave, turned it on, and successfully cooked the spaghetti. As your nostrils were met with the smell of hot tomatoes and limp noodles, you gave the mouse a thumbs-up that she happily returned before unplugging the microwave and returning into her house with with the multi-outlet in tow. This left you alone with your nice, warm food.
Well, alone until a certain bikini-clad skeleton came walking into the clearing.
"Human!" Papyrus shouted, reflexively pointing a finger towards you. "There you are! You were taking an unusually long amount of time to reach my next puzzle again, so I came back to make sure you were alright!"
You let out a short sigh of annoyance with a fork full of pasta only an inch away from your mouth and assured her that you were just fine.
"Oh, so I see you've finally found my spaghetti trap! But, it appears that you haven't eaten it yet…" Papyrus observed curiously. "Hmm… could it be that you were somehow able to figure out my devious plan to get you grounded? No, that can't be it… I wrote that in parentheses, and everyone knows that's supposed to symbolize inner thoughts! And, last I checked, humans weren't mind readers!"
That didn't mean you weren't a word-reader too, though, but you decided to keep that thought confined to your own inner parentheses to avoid possibly offending the girl.
"So, that leaves only one possibility…" Papyrus continued largely to herself. "You haven't eaten any because you wanted to share it with me! My, how noble of you, human!"
You told her that sure, you'll go with that, and offered her a seat on the other side of the spaghetti table.
"Hmm, I don't know… I ate that Nice Cream too, and I don't want to fall into my own trap." Papyrus ruminated carefully. "After all, being grounded would severely hamper my human-catching abilities!"
You told her not to worry and promised not to tell Sans.
"Well, I suppose it would be rude of me to turn down such a generous off…" Papyrus said before immediately sitting down and tearing into her side of the spaghetti. You figured that she was quite lucky that metal doesn't really stain from tomato sauce since she was so messy, she was practically getting it everywhere.
You did eventually manage to remember the forkful of pasta in your hand and stuck it into your mouth. The taste was… interesting, to say the least. You had no idea that poorly-smashed tomatoes, overcooked noodles, and cinnamon would taste like that, but now you did. You closed your eyes in the hope that it would somehow make the food taste a bit less 'interesting' and tried to slurp up the noodles as quickly as you could, not even bothering to chew them properly. Your long slurp came to a sudden stop, however, when your lips collided with someone else's, and you opened your eyes to see Papyrus staring back at you less than an inch away in surprise.
She didn't seem the least bit embarrassed by this, however, and simply pulled back and said "Oh ho ho? Regretting offering to share your meal with me already, eh? Do not be ashamed - I'm flattered that my unique cooking is delectable enough for theft! But… if you insist on trying to steal it from my mouth, then I reserve the right to turn the tables in every sense of the phrase!"
You wondered for a few moments exactly what she meant by that when you suddenly felt her mouth attack yours and her tongue force its way past your lips. At first, you thought she was kissing you, but that wasn't an appropriate description at all. Her tongue was indeed exploring your mouth, but it wasn't trying to please you or caress you sensually, it was just trying to dig out every piece of pasta it could by scraping your gums and molars. Meanwhile, you glanced down and saw Papyrus's arms actually turn the table around underneath you, which explained what she meant earlier.
"There!" Papyrus said triumphantly as she parted her lips with yours with a loud smacking noise. "Perhaps that will teach you a lesson about proper dining room etiquette!"
The skeleton then immediately went back to wolfing down the spaghetti as fast as she could, while you quietly decided that you already had enough and put down your fork.
"Ahh… that hit the spot!" Papyrus sighed contently as she lay back in her chair and patted her thin black stomach. "Anyways, you might have somehow managed to get past this trap, human, but there's no way you will be able to escape my next one! Just you wait and see! Oh-hohoho!"
She then ran back off down the forest path, leaving a little trail of pasta sauce behind her in the snow as she went and left you alone at the ex-spaghetti table… or so you thought.
"So, the date didn't quite work out the way you expected, huh?" a voice suddenly said next to you, causing you to jump a little and nearly swallow your tongue in surprise - good thing you didn't, because then it would have had to taste that pasta in your stomach again. Glancing over to your left, you saw that it was actually the mouse girl from earlier standing right next to you with a sympathetic look on her face.
You told her that it is pretty hard to keep a date on track when the tracks - and the date - never existed in the first place, so there were no actual failed plans at all.
"Denial, huh?" the mouse girl replied. "Don't worry, cheesey, we've all been there. That doesn't mean you should give up, though! I'm sure you'll find someone for you one day! You just need to… stay determined, you know? Like, when my sisters told me that I couldn't eat an entire wheel of cheese in one day, did I let that stop me? No. Did I end up regretting it? Yes. But, I would have regretted it a whole lot more if I just gave up!"
You told her that you never heard a more inspiring lactose-based story in your entire life.
"Thanks!" she replied with a smile. "The name's Feta, by the way."
You smiled and introduced yourself as well, shaking her tiny hand while you told her your name.
"Say… if it will make you feel any better about your 'not-date', human, you and I can head back to my place for a little stress relief." Feta said suggestively. "By the look of your pants, it certainly looks like you could use it."
You raised an eyebrow at that and asked if she was seriously offering you pity sex.
"The only pity there'll be is if you turn me down." she replied with a wink. "It'll be up to you, though, manchego."
She then walked back to her hole in the hill and wiggled her tiny rear at you the whole way there. Her ass probably would have been quite impressive if it wasn't the size of an eraser from your perspective.
Deciding that you didn't really have anything to lose, you followed Feta back to her house of mouse and knocked on the door. It opened a moment later and you heard her say "I had a feeling you'd come, gouda. Come on in~"
You asked her how that would be physically possible without shrinking down to her size or going through a sausage grinder first.
"Don't worry, only part of you needs to fit in order for us to have some fun~" she replied as she stepped back inside.
While you knew deep down that sticking your dick into a freezing hole in the ground would probably be a little uncomfortable, so would walking around with a persistent hardon left over from eating that monster food just now. So, you unzipped your pants, sat down, and slid your cock through the doorway.
"Oh my!" you heard Feta gasp on the other side of the hole. "It's a good thing you aren't any bigger, otherwise you might not have fit!"
You laughed and told her that you'd never been complimented for being small before.
"Now, what's wrong with being small?" she asked, undoubtedly pouting. "Being tiny lets you avoid predators, get into tight spaces, you can last yourself a whole week on one candy bar, and… you can do things like this~"
You couldn't help but gasp as you felt Feta's mouth kiss the tip of your dick, followed shortly by her tongue snaking its way into your urethra and swirling around the inside.
"How many of your big girls can do this to you, havarti?" Feta asked, taking her mouth back out for a moment.
You groaned and admitted that the list was very very… short.
"That's what I thought~" she replied before placing her mouth right back against the tip of your dick.
She continued making out with the mouth of your cock for several minutes, all the while rubbing her tiny hands up and down the sides of your crown like it was the face of a delicate lover. You could also feel her nose joining her tongue inside your urethra as she pressed her face harder and harder against your dick, as well as her tiny - but not miniscule - bust press against your prick's underside. It wasn't long before your dick excreted its first drop of precum, which ended up coating Feta's entire face and caused her to cough a little as it was forced inside her mouth.
"Wow, not even cumming yet and you're already giving me a bukkake." she laughed as you heard her wipe some of the cum from her face.
You asked her if that was a good or a bad thing, to which she replied "Well, considering how good this stuff tastes… I'd definitely say it's another perk of being small!"
She then went right back to giving her miniature blowjob, trying her best to slurp down as much of your precum as she could as your dick kept dripping more and more of it. There was no way she could swallow the entire mass, though, so it ended up washing over her face like a river. You could practically see the goo drip down onto her body and soak through her clothes, staining her red coat white with your seed in the process.
This continued uninterrupted for a while until, suddenly, you noticed something land on top your dick and you jumped a little in surprise. It felt like now your cock was being straddled by a pair of tiny legs, but you knew that they couldn't be Feta's unless they went rogue or something, so you asked her what was going on.
"Oh, that's just my sister, Cheddar." she replied.
"Hi there, human!" you heard Cheddar greet you.
"She saw what we were doing, and I guess she just couldn't help herself!" Feta continued as Cheddar slowly began grinding her hips against your length. "You don't mind, do you?"
You replied that it was just fine, you were just taken off-guard.
"Thanks!" Cheddar said as you felt her tiny pussy press against you through her soaking panties. "Sorry for being so forward, by the way. I just didn't want to let an opportunity like this just slip past!"
You said that it was understandable since good dick cheese like yours doesn't come around that often in the Underground.
"I know, right?" Cheddar replied, picking up the pace. "And I must say, your dick cheese is quite exquisite!"
She then laid down on top of your dick and licked underneath the ridges of your crown for any residual sperm from when you fucked those Dogi earlier. Back outside, you panted heavily as her tiny tongue licked at every nook and cranny it could reach, and you could see your breath condensate in the cold winter air while your body kept on heating up. You could also feel Cheddar start to move her body along your shaft as well, grinding her tits, her pussy, and her thighs into the top of your dick all at once while Feta kept on circling her tongue around your urethra.
"You know… there are actually a few other sisters of ours here as well… and something tells me they want to join in too." Cheddar said as she slowed her massaging down for a moment.
You told her that they were more than welcome to. After all, the more the merrier, and how many more of them could there possibly be?
"Alright, girls, you heard them!" Cheddar shouted as loud as she could. "Come on in!"
You then heard a bunch of tiny feet stampede into the room, followed by what felt like dozens of tiny tongues slurp up and down the side of your dick and practically causing your brain to overload from rush of sensations.
"Another perk of being small: sharing gets a lot easier!" you heard Feta tease as her family assaulted you.
You didn't reply, as you were far too overwhelmed by the feeling of so many tongues licking your dick at once. It felt so good that your dick throbbed so hard it nearly threw Cheddar off in the process.
"Oh my!" you heard Feta laugh as the end of your prick waved in her face. "What's the matter, human? You reach your upper limit on horny mice?"
You simply moaned and asked exactly how many sisters Feta had.
"Thirty, last time I checked!" she relied. "Most of them aren't here, sadly… they're elsewhere in the Underground."
You moaned again and told her that fifteen girls at once was probably enough for your dick, regardless of their size.
"Heh, I guess you're right!" she said as she let your precum keep soaking her body. "Any more of us licking you and I'm sure your head would explode!"
You informed her that you were actually pretty close to exploding right now, and you weren't kidding. The feeling of so many tongues scraping along your dick at once, each with their own unique licking techniques, combined with Cheddar's fit body pressed against the top and Feta's tongue massaging the tip was enough to get you close to cumming after only a few minutes.
"Oh really?" Feta asked, surprised. "Well then, let's send them off in style, girls! You know what to do!"
You then felt all their tongues and bodies back off before, suddenly, you felt fifteen silky-smooth tails wrap around your dick and start jerking back and forth furiously. This was more than enough to send you spiralling over the edge, and you quickly started flooding the mouse's home with what felt like a gallon of sperm and undoubtedly coating every single girl inside with it in the process. You then panted a few long moments before pulling out, allowing some of the cum that had gathered inside to pour out onto the snow you were sitting on.
"Holy Swiss!" You heard Cheddar swear inside the hole. "There's so much cum everywhere! Before you pulled out, we were even able to swim in it!"
"Yet another perk of being small~" Feta added playfully.
You blushed and promptly apologized for any stains you might have caused.
"Don't worry, it was totally worth it!" Feta replied as her cum-drenched form stepped outside to bid you goodbye. "Anyways, I'll see you later, human! Try not to freeze out there!"
You thanked the mice for their hospitality one last time before putting your pants back on and following the tomato trail Papyrus left behind earlier. As you walked through the forest, you noticed that it was much easier to pay attention to the woods when there wasn't any wood competing for attention in your pants, which made for a much more pleasant walk.
Eventually, the woods started to thin out again, however, and you found yourself standing in front of a large grey platform with Sans and Papyrus standing on the other side next to a blockish computer console.
"How's my stance look, Sans?" Papyrus asked as she stood with her back straight. "Is it heroic enough?"
"Looks great, Papyrus." Sans replied after looking her up and down. "How about me?"
Papyrus glanced over to her sister and said "Your stance is terrible! You're just… hunched over, with your hands in your pockets!"
"Actually, it might not look like much, but this is an advanced standing technique that gives me an edge over my opponents in battle." Sans countered, raising a knowing finger from her hoodie pocket.
"Ooooh, really?" Papyrus asked, the look on her face instantly shifting from annoyed to curious. "What's it called?"
"It's called the 'Skeleton Stance'." Sans replied. "I learned it the other day in stance class."
And, just like that, her face shifted back to annoyed. You could tell that she was right about to let out a long, annoyed groan too, but she ended up stopping mid-groan when she noticed you.
"Aaaaaello there, human!" she greeted, trying her best to snap back to being chipper as quickly as she could. "I see that you've finally mustered up the courage to face my next devious trap!"
"Looks like it, Paps," agreed Sans. "But, if you ask me, they really should have ketchuped up the courage instead."
"Now then, this puzzle was made by none other than the great Doctor Alphys!" Papyrus continued, deliberately ignoring her sister. "It's a little bit complicated as a result, so be sure to pay close attention while I explain it."
You nodded and put on your best 'listening face'.
"Alright then!" Papyrus began. "When I press this button over here, the tiles on the platform in front of you will light up different colors! Each color has a different function! Red tiles are like brick walls - impassible for everyone except ghosts, and very red! Yellow tiles are orgasmic! Step on them, and it'll feel like touching a thousand of those pleasure orbs at once! The green tiles set of an alarm, and you will have to fight a monster to continue! Orange tiles are orange-scented! They will make you smell great! Blue tiles are water tiles! Swim through them if you like but, if you smell like oranges, the fish girls in the water will smell you and do all kinds of naughty things to you below the water! Also, if a blue tile is next to a yellow tile, the water will also zap you with orgasms! Purple tiles are covered in soap and, while very useful for cleaning yourself off, they are very un-useful when trying to stand up straight! However, the slippery soap is lemon-scented, which will keep the fish girls at bay since they much prefer visual erotica over textual. And finally, the pink tiles… don't do anything Feel free to step on them as much as you like."
"How was that?" Papyrus asked once her explanation was finished. "Do you understand?"
You suddenly snapped out of the involuntary nap you were taking and gave a thumbs-up, too embarrassed to ask for another explanation.
"Okay then, one more thing! The exact tile placement for this puzzle… will be completely random!" Papyrus announced excitedly. "Not even I will know the solution! Oh hohohoho! Get ready, human… here it comes!"
She then hit a large button on the nearby computer console and the tiles on the platform started lighting up with random colors. The color changes just kept on getting faster and faster until, finally, they all settled onto one color - pink.
You already had a pretty good guess as to how to solve this puzzle.
Papyrus, meanwhile, simply kept smiling a static smile as she silently turned around and walked away, her expression only slightly twitching as she left. Needless to say, you made it to the other side completely unmolested.
"Hey, you know that spaghetti from earlier?" Sans asked casually as you walked up next to her. "It actually wasn't too bad for my sister."
You were quite surprised by that statement and asked if it was really true.
"Yep." Sans replied. "She's actually been taking cooking lessons. I bet, if she keeps it up, she'll even be able to cook something edible in a century or two."
You shrugged and said that you certainly hoped so before continuing down the forest path.
It wasn't long after leaving the clearing that you found the trail rising further and further into the air until, eventually, you were walking along the edge of a steep cliff as you walked up the side of a very large hill. There was still plenty of room to walk, but the height you were at was starting to get disconcerting, so you decided that maybe if you stared directly at the hill on your left, you might be able to pretend you weren't actually several hundred feet in the air right now. And, while you were at it, maybe you could pretend that you weren't trapped underneath a mountain with monsters trying to kill you, and that you haven't died over and over again, and that you actually looked forward to returning home.
Your colorful imagination was suddenly interrupted when you saw two pairs of eyes staring back at you through a hole in the cliff face, which caught you off-guard and sent you stumbling back in surprise. You quickly got back up and looked through the hole again, but you didn't see any more eyes. Instead, you saw what looked like a living room, complete with couch and television, but lit with odd blue mushrooms rather than any light bulbs. You wondered if the free light was worth the extra moldy food, but then you wondered if monster food even molded or not.
That train of thought was quickly derailed, however, when you felt rope after rope of red tinsel wrap around your body and tighten. You tried your best to struggle out of it, but the ropes were shockingly strong for how cheap they looked. Instead, you were pulled backwards onto the snow and you got a good look of the person who trapped you above you.
She was a monster, of course, but this one had a much more monstrous look on her face than most of the others you'd met so far. She had short, ruffled red hair, two pairs of red eyes, what looked like a deer-skin jacket, and blue jeans. You also thought she was standing in front of a bunch of Christmas trees as well until you realized those weren't trees - those were horns, both of them at least three feet in length. But, instead of coming to sharppoints, the ends of her horns were tiny pine trees that were decorated with equally tiny ornaments, stars, and tinsel strings. In spite of the cheery decorations, the monster was anything but and growled intensely at you as she stared you down.
"You!" the deer girl growled. "Here to play another prank on me, are ya? Haven't you had enough 'fun' already?"
You assured her that you had no idea what she was talking about.
"Don't play dumb!" she sneered in reply. "I know you're in league with those birds who keep putting these things in my antlers! That's why you were peeking in on my home! You wanted to watch as poor old Gyftrot jumped up and down and struggled to get this shit off!"
She then picked you up by the collar of your shirt and started dragging you further down the trail.
"I bet you never thought about your tools being used against you though, huh?" Gyftrot gloated as she dragged you. "That'll teach you to mess with me."
You tried telling her that you had nothing to do with what happened to her horns, but she simply didn't listen and kept dragging you. Eventually, you both reached a cave entrance and she dragged you inside to that living room you saw earlier. She then tossed you onto the couch before sitting herself onto a stool nearby.
"Now… what to do with you…" she pondered to herself as she scratched her chin.
You once again insisted that you had nothing to do with her decorative dilemma, and that you had actually arrived in the Underground only a few days ago.
"Just arrived?" she asked incredulously. "You really must think I was born yesterday if you think I'm going to believe that! Nothing gets in or out of this place! Everyone knows that!"
You informed her that you could actually prove it and floated your soul in front of her face to demonstrate that you weren't a monster.
"Oh… you really aren't from around here, are you?" she asked, allowing you to let out a sigh of relief. That sigh was quickly replaced by a cry of pain after only a few seconds, though, as you felt the woman's hand wrap around it violently. "That doesn't mean you didn't help them, though! In fact, for all I know, you've been using your special human powers to help those birds 'decorate' me without getting caught!"
You asked her what human powers she was referring to. Perhaps your amazing ability to metabolize sugars into water and carbon dioxide?
"I don't know!" she replied angrily. "Human souls can do all sorts of weird things, so who am I to say you don't have any secret powers hidden up your sleeves?"
You assured her that the only thing you had up your sleeves were an undershirt and arms that you wished you exercised enough to break through tinsel. Gyftrot just ignored you, however, and moved to take off your pants underneath your bonds. Once your dick was free, she began stroking it to full hardness, but was much rougher about it than most of the other girls you'd encountered so far. You guessed that she probably didn't do stuff like this that often.
"You bet I don't!" she replied, clearly insulted. "All I want to do is be left alone, but jerks like you just won't let sleeping does lie!"
You tried to assure her that the answer to her problem isn't sleeping with you, but she just responded by leaning down and taking your dick into her mouth. She had to maneuver her horns very carefully so that they didn't bump into you or the couch, but once she was in position, she began bobbing her head up and down as fast as she could and you experienced the angriest blowjob you'd ever gotten. You had no idea someone could be so rough on your cock without using their teeth.
"But, if I get my hands on a human soul, then maybe they'll finally listen to me… or, at least, they'll stay away out of fear." Gyftrot continued ranting, taking her mouth off your prick for a few moments. "Either way works, really."
You said that becoming an all-powerful demon doesn't sound like a very sociable thing to do, and asked what she'd do if she got lonely. Wouldn't her trees pine for some company?
"Ha!" she laughed in reply, briefly breaking from her grim demeanor while one of her free hands stroked your spit-covered dick. "At this point, that's like asking a starving person what they'd do if they had too much food! Down here in The Underground, things are so cramped, it's just about impossible to avoid other people! Even when they're not playing stupid 'pranks' on me, they're always dropping off their brightly colored trash outside my house with toys and clothes inside them! Haven't those people ever heard of a dump?!"
You told her that, while you were not completely familiar with monster customs, it sounded a lot like they were trying to give Gyftrot gyfts -er, I mean gifts.
"Yeah, right!" she replied sarcastically. "If there's one thing I've learned about monsters around here, it's that they only care about themselves! But with your soul, I could make my own mini-barrier around my home so I won't ever have to deal with them again! Or better yet, I can just leave this place and find someplace secluded on the surface!"
She then lowered her mouth to start blowing you once again, but stopped partway through when her antlers started to jingle a bit too loudly.
"Grr… actually, the first thing I'm going to do with your soul is clean off my damn antlers! I'm sick of these things always making so much noise and getting glitter everywhere!" she growled. "It sucks!"
You pointed out that she could probably get the stuff off easily if she just asked someone for help, but she replied by violently squeezing her hand around your dick and sneering "Did I say you could talk?"
You promptly apologized and let her continue her blowjon in silence. By this point, you had realized that there was no way you were going to escape, so you just sat back and enjoyed the feeling of Gyftrot's mouth enveloping your cock over and over again. That turned out to be shockingly difficult, however, since she was just moving her head up and down without bothering to use her tongue or suck on it for any extended periods of time. You soon realized that this was because she wasn't actually trying to make you feel good - she was just trying to get you to cum as fast as possible. Normally, those would be the same thing, but even the girls who raped you earlier went out of their way to try and make you feel a little bit good. Gyftrot, meanwhile, was just bobbing her head up and down as quickly as she could, as if speed was the only key she needed to make you orgasm.
After a few minutes of sucking and still no cum, Gyftrot finally became frustrated and took her mouth back off.
"What's the matter, human?" she asked angrily. "Shouldn't you be spraying stuff by now?"
You told her that, while you didn't want to look a gift-blowjob in the mouth, she really could stand to be a little more gentle. This had the expected effect of causing her to put your dick into another death-grip.
"Are you saying my mouth doesn't feel good!?" she asked accusingly. "Well, I'll show you!"
Sthe then went right back to blowing your dick even more violently than before, though this time she added her tongue swirling around you at random intervals and directions. You had to admit, what she lacked in quality, she almost made up for in quantity since she was attacking your dick from every possible angle every few seconds, which kept your prick throbbing and on edge even if it wasn't being treated as gently as it was partly used to.
After a few minutes of this, you felt your balls start to tighten as your orgasm approached and you got ready to blow off inside Gyftrot's mouth. She noticed what was about to happen, however, and the instant she tasted your seed, she pulled off and allowed your prick to spray all over your chest and stomach.
"Hheheheh, it looks like it's going to be a white… whatever holiday you humans celebrate!" she laughed mockingly.
You didn't reply since you now felt even weaker than before, as evidenced by your soul slowly drifting to the ground.
"That's what you get for calling my blowjob skills scroogy!" Gyftrot said as she started to take off her pants. "Now, let's finish you off!"
She then sat up and began straddling your body, taking the time to stretch out her neck a little now that she didn't have to worry about bumping her horns into things anymore.
"Alright, let's see if you appreciate my lower lips more than you did my upper ones." she said as she slowly lowered herself onto your shaft.
You told her that you'd appreciate being let free and being allowed to live the rest of your life unmolested and undead.
"Sorry, but I'm not feeling that generous." Gyftrot replied, starting to move her hips a little and massage your dick with her moist pussy.
You told her that she should really reconsider, since giving is the greatest gift of all.
"Really? And what has anyone ever given me?" she asked as you felt her cuntlips press against your groin over and over again. "Nothing but headaches and heavy horns!"
You considered telling her that maybe her incredibly angry and hermit-like attitude probably didn't help her escape her misery either, but you decided not to say anything, lest she give you another violent handy.
Gyftrot, meanwhile, continued to move herself up and down your shaft, clearly fit enough to maintain a fast pace, but not very experienced. She kept on jamming your dick inside her at awkward and unpleasant angles, and she even took it completely out a few times on accident. You briefly thought about trying to help, but you knew that being tied and paralyzed meant that there was nothing you could do but hope she got used to fucking you over time.
Eventually, she did start to pick up a good pace and move herself more naturally, but as her speed increased, so did the jingling noise the ornaments on her antlers made. And as the sound of the ornaments grew stronger, so too did her anger, causing her to thrust herself onto you even harder and more erratically. This, of course, made the ornaments jingle even louder, which in turn made her angrier and her thrusts harder. Even though she was still in the process of raping you to death, you couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for Gyftrot since you had a feeling that her life was a similar spiral of increasing anger and frustration. It was such a shame that those 'birds' were so mean to her… if you ever saw Snowdrake again, you'd definitely have to ask her to remove 'pranks' from her comedy routine.
"You're getting close, aren't you, you little fruitcake?" Gyftrot asked as she felt your dick throb deeply inside her. "Well, go ahead and finish up so you can leave me alone! I mean, yeah, I'll be stuck with your soul forever after this, but at least you won't be able to talk! Or, at least… I don't think souls can talk."
You were about to point out the lack of a mouth and vocal chords on the soul when you suddenly felt your second orgasm start, so all you could do was let out a gasp of pleasure as you filled Gyftrot's tight, squeezing pussy. If Gyftrot came too, she certainly didn't show it and just kept on thrusting her body down onto to you, jingling all the way to your death.
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When you opened your eyes again you found yourself standing back on the path outside the cave, staring through the hole in the side of the hill into Gyftrot's eyes. This was unfortunate, since you hoped to be sent back a little further, but you decided to make due with what you got and waved back awkwardly at Gyftrot's staring eyes in the vain hope that she'd forgive you.
Instead, the eyes went away and, a few seconds later, she came storming down the path with her tinsel lasso in hand. You reflexively took a step back at this and told her to calm down, and that there was no reason for anyone got get sleighed today.
"Yeah, right! I recognize you!" Gyftrot sneered as she came to a stop. "You've spied on me before, haven't you?!"
Considering you reversed time to before you looked in on her the first time you, weren't quite sure what the correct answer to that question was. So instead, you denied what she claimed outright.
"Lies! All lies!" Gyftrot shouted as she threw her lassow towards you. "I've heard it all before!"
You nimbly dodged out of the way and tried to simply run past the angry deer girl, not noticing that that it managed to get around your leg until you felt it tug at you from behind. Thankfully, you managed to stop yourself from falling face first into the snow and quickly came up with a new strategy - instead of running away, you ducked back around towards Gyftrot and circled her as quickly as you could, tying up her legs and causing her to come crashing to the ground when she tried to move.
"Ooof!" she moaned as she hit the snow chest first. "Alright, you got me, asshole! Go ahead and add whatever you fucking want to my antlers! The more the merrier!"
You didn't say anything and simply walked over to start messing with the trees on her horns.
"I knew it!" Gyftrot subbed below you as she started crying. "I knew you were one of them… here to snow on my parade like everyone else…"
She abruptly was cut off by the sound of an ornament hitting the ground.
"Eh?" she mumbled as she looked up to see you removing all the decorations from her antlers. You even went the extra mile of straightening out her bristles as well, making sure that her horns were nice and tidy without any stray needles. "You… you took them off?"
You confirmed that was indeed what you did as you untied Gyftrot's legs.
"But… why?" she asked. "Why would you do something like that?"
You said that she clearly wanted those things gone, so you obliged her. Any normal person would do the same thing in that situation.
"Normal… I'm not so sure about that." Gyftrot replied.
You told them that lots of people are nice if you just give them the chance and offered her a hand to help her stand up.
"I guess you're not with those birds after all." she said as she took your hand. "Sorry if I might have scared you earlier."
You told her that it was fine since you had been through a lot of stuff like that since you arrived in the Underground.
"Still… would you like to come into my home for a bit? Maybe warm up a little?" she asked bashfully.
You nodded and followed her inside her cave, where you sat down onto her couch in a much more comfortable position than before.
"You… want something to eat?" Gyftrot asked after a few awkward moments of silence, to which you gave an affirmative nod.
"Alright, but it'll be a minute… I don't have guests over that often."
You almost said 'I can tell' because of how much of a mess her place generally was, but instead you acted surprised and asked why there was a big pile of presents gathered over in the corner if that were true.
Gyftrot looked over to where you were pointing and saw colorful boxes spilling out of her trashcan.
"Oh, those?" she asked. "That's just garbage people leave in front of my home… they even go out of their way to wrap it in colorful paper just to annoy me…"
You said that didn't sound a whole lot like garbage, but it did sound a lot like gifts.
"Gifts? But… no one would honestly do something like that for me." she argued. "Right?"
You picked up one of the boxes, removed a teddy bear from inside, gave it to Gyftrot, and told her that of course someone would do that for her. You told her that people can tell when others are angry or sad, so it's natural for them to try and cheer them up.
Stunned, Gyftrot took the toy bear into her hands and stared at it for a few moments.
"No… I don't believe it," she said sadly as she tossed the bear away. "I don't even know the people who gave me those things."
You frowned a little before deciding to try something else. Instead of giving her another present, you untied the ribbon you were wearing and retied it around Gyftrot's wrist, much to her shock. When she looked back up at you, you simply told her that now she had a gift from someone she did know.
"You… you honestly expect me to wear this?" she asked incredulously.
You informed her that she could do whatever she wanted with it since it was hers now.
"Thanks… that…" Gyftrot said, clearly at a loss for words. "That means a lot to me."
You managed to get partway through, saying it was not a big deal before she you were interrupted by a kiss. You expected her to pull back after only a second, but instead she just kept on going and pushed you back onto the couch behind you. Your lips only separated when her horn accidently bumped into the couch and she was forced off, leaving a long trail of spit in between your mouths.
"How about I give you a gift, too?" she asked with a blush as the drool from the kiss began to pool on your chin.
Naturally, you shook your head 'yes', which gave her the go-ahead to start stripping off all her clothes. You wondered briefly how she was going to get her deer-skin shirt off, but you were quickly reminded that it was actually a jacket as she opened it up from the front. That was quickly followed by her bra, her jeans, and her white panties.
"Sorry if it's not wrapped in fancy paper like all those other presents over there… but I hope you like it anyways," she said before bringing her face up to yours to start kissing you once again. It was clear by this point that she wasn't 100% certain what she was doing with her mouth, but you gave her an 'A' for effort and decided to take charge of the kiss a little for her. You didn't want to scare her off, though, so you started small by gently caressing her tongue with yours while you rubbed your hands up and down her soft body. Gyftrot moaned lewdly into your mouth at this, but didn't try to stop you in the slightest. Taking that as a good sign, you took the opportunity to reposition her hips so that her pussy was right over the tip of your cock.
"Ah!" Gyftrot gasped as she felt your dick press past her lower lips. "There… I… I hope you like it."
You told her that of course you did, and asked if she knew why.
"Uh… why?" she asked as her groin rested against yours.
You answered that it was the gift that keeps on giving and began thrusting, causing her moan with each movement of your cock. As your bodies began to move, her antlers started to shake and needles fell onto the ground, filling the room with a pleasant pine scent as you slowly got to know each other's bodies.
"Y-you don't have to do this!" Gyftrot moaned as you continued thrusting your hips and massaging her body with your hands. "You can just sit back and let me make you feel good! I-I've got it covered!"
You said that you were perfectly aware, but you wanted to keep making her feel good.
"W-why's that?" she asked, confused.
You said that it was for the same reason she asked to have sex in first place - because you liked making people feel good, especially girls with cute antlers like her.
"Y-you're just saying that…" she panted, her cunt clamping down on you extra hard for a few moments.
You asked her to test you on that as you thrust into her even harder, making sure to make her pussy writhe and her mouth sing the most heavenly of carols with your dick. She, in turn, tried to hug you as hard as she could, but her antlers got in the way of any close snuggling. You didn't mind that so much, though, since that meant you could focus entirely on her front by massaging her breasts and kissing her face over and over again. She blushed widly at this, her mind seemingly unable to comprehend this level of love and care, and you could feel her entire body heat up around you as a result.
"This feels… so weird!" she moaned as you caressed the underside of her tits. "I had no idea sex… could even be like this!"
You told her that she didn't really know what sex was at all, and added that if she kept being nice to people, then there was a good chance she'd get to experience more sex like this.
"Really… I'd… I'd like that!" she replied as she began to pick up her own pace on your cock. "And not just the sex part either… being around other people… maybe it's not so bad after all!"
You told her that was the Christmas spirit, only you left out that part about Christmas since it wasn't actually near that holiday at all.
"I… I think something's about to happen!" Gyftrot moaned as she suddenly gripped on of her breasts. "I haven't felt like this… in a long time!"
You told her to just let it happen and hugged her chest as hard as you could as you both moaned to orgasm. You then both sat there in each other's arms as your bodies as you let the glow of your orgasms wash over you like the light of a warm fire, as if nothing else existed in the world besides the two of you.
But, sadly, all good thing must come to an end, and eventually you disentangled yourselves from each other and Gyftrot pulled herself off your cock.
"Oh my… looks like you left me another gift." Gyftrot said as she watched all the sperm you shot inside her pour out of her pussy.
You told her that you hoped she didn't mind.
"Dont worry - I plan on treasuring this gift most of all…"
A/N: Happy Boxing Day, everybody! I hope you all enjoyed this one; it took a bit to make, but I think it's okay for the most part. I thought I should point out, though. If you ask questions in the reviews, but don't have PMs enabled, then I won't be able to respond to them. True, I could answer them here, but where's the fun in that? Now then, I'd say it's time to wrap this-
s/n: hey, buddy?
A/N: Yeah?
s/n: isn't there something else you had to say?
A/N: Oh yeah, that's right! *Ahem*... This year has been a pressing one, to be sure. This story has fallen into the hands of several other people due to trolls, a lot of famous people died, and a person got elected this year. It's sad, but in the end, we have to remain strong for the future. We have to look fate in the eye and say "Eh, I don't care.", because when it comes down to it, that doesn't change the fact we can still continue on. We can still make the best of what's been given to us.
I won't lie, I'm not the best writer in the world. I'm just a guy who got lucky and rides on the coattails of a much more talented writer. But know that when I say this, it is the truth: you are capable of overcoming any obstacle that is thrown at you. Regardless of who stands in your way, what event shakes your very foundations, or the uncertainty of the future, you can overtake it. Do not go gentle into that good night. Be like Undyne, and be the protagonist you were meant to be!
U/N: *Squee*... Er, I mean, yeah!
A/N: So yeah. Whatever holiday you celebrate, just remember to love your fellow man, whether they be animal, woman, non-binary, otherkin… (other states of being later) or someone you don't even like. Because in the end, you are the masters of your own destiny. Why not be nice while you're at it (kind of like that one game released last year; I think it was called Belowstory)? Anyways, see you.