Under Tail

by F14M3RZ

Life is weird, but at the end of the day, we've gotta keep moving forward and all that. Join this unnamed protagonist as they traverse through a familiar land encompassing an unfamiliar sin. Hilarity, tragedy, gijinka/anthro (humanized), and various pop culture references will ensue. Rated M for lemons, language, and puns. Adopted from the OG theirself, Mushroomstoryperson.

16. Chapter 16

Pacifist

You wake up feeling refreshed and reenergized, in spite of the fact that you had that weird spatula dream once again. Stretching, your arms and legs, you almost called out to wish Toriel a good morning, but stopped yourself once you remembered where you were - Snowdin's very own 'Love Hospital', which seemed much more like an inn to you but you supposed that if they called it something like 'Snowed Inn', it would lead to quite a bit of confusion.

You stretched your injured hand out last, and found that what little pain you felt when you went to sleep with had disappeared completely. In spite of what the rabbits were fearing earlier, you didn't look like you were on your way to an early grave - for once.

You briefly considered leaving out the front to thank the nurse and the nurses for their generous hospitality, but you ultimately decided against it since you didn't want to risk them seeing your soul and finding out you were human. They may have all had adorable and fluffy bunny ears and tails, but you knew by now they had more than enough talent to rape your soul clean off you if you weren't careful.

So, instead, you simply reopened the window and snuck out the back, ducking underneath the windows of other rooms as you heard soft moaning coming from the inside.

It didn't take you long to make it back to the streets, and this time you made sure to hide your little red soul immediately before anyone could get the chance to see it. At first, you considered hiding it in the snow again, but if someone found it, there'd basically be no way for you to save it in time. The same would be true if you floated it up above the town and a flying monster came in for landing. You tried putting it in your pocket but, needless to say, hearts don't really do well when they didn't have room to beat. With few other options, you decided to wear your heart on your sleeve so - or in your sleeve in this case - so if anyone saw it, you could just pretend that it was was just a decoration, or a memento left behind by an eerily affectionate window cleaner.

As you finally stepped back out into the open, it didn't take you long to notice that some of the buildings had some strange posters on them - and by 'some' you meant 'all of them'.

Walking up behind a girl who looked like she was wearing an orange devil costume and her tiny mouse friend with an oversized scarf resting on her shoulder, you read what one of the posters said.

Shockingly, the center of the poster had a hand drawn picture of you, looking like you had just tasted a particularly pungent pickle. At the top of the poster read the words 'Missanted: Human Who I Am Going To Capture' and, at the bottom of the picture, was an explanation.

"Attention citizens of Snowdin and passing tourists! A human, illustrated above, has managed to sneak past all my cleverly designed traps and puzzles and was last seen on their way to Snowdin Town. Now, of course I, the Great Papyrus, planned to defeat this human in single combat to prevent them from reaching Waterfall and escaping but, alas, they have been nowhere to be found," the caption read. "If anyone finds this human, please deliver them to the dramatic field full of falling snow east of Snowdin. I cannot reward you with money, but can give you lots of love, gratitude, some old gym shorts, and enough free spaghetti to fill a miniature mini-van. Also, I am willing to make you spaghetti even if you show up without the human. I could use the practice, and it is getting lonely out here. Very, very lonely. Signed, the Great Papyrus!"

Glancing further down, you noticed that there was actually another section to the poser that read "P.S., No, we do not accept human-shaped lamps as substitutes, Sans." Below that, there was yet another section stapled on that read "P.P.S., No, not even if they have a Soul! It doesn't work that way… does it?" and below that, there was another message "P.P.P.S, Sans! Please pick up your dirty-''

On second thought, you don't feel like continuing, and would like to move on as soon as possible.

"Huh, a human. It's hard to believe that one's really down here," the demon girl in front of you mused out loud before turning around to face you. "Have you seen them around anywhere?"

You told her through your hastily-constructed snow-moustache that you had not seen humans around lately, and that you actually think that humans probably didn't exist anyways.

"Well, considering this is Papyrus we're talking about, I wouldn't be surprised if she didn't actually see a human at all," said the mouse on the demon girl's shoulder. "Come on, Satty, let's keep trying to not be sad."

"Sounds like a plan," the demon girl replied before she walked off.

You let out a sigh of relief as you were safe once again… although, with all these posters around, someone was bound to notice you, and you couldn't just keep replacing snow moustaches on your face forever. But, a moustache made out of ink on those posters… that would last much longer.

Taking a pen out of your pocket that you totally had, you began scribbling over every 'missanted' poster within reach until each and every one of them was sporting a big, burly moustache that would make a strongman jealous. That should buy you a little bit of time to get out of town without anyone finding you.

According to the poster, the fastest way out of Snowdin was to the east, but since that's where Papyrus was waiting for you, you instead went north into the suburbs of the town. If you were lucky, you might be able to find a way to sneak past her there.

As you walked, your ears were filled with the sound of snow crunching beneath your feet and monsters going about their days, including what looked like a family of blue Moldsmals, with what appeared to be the mother watching her two smaller kids play in front of her.

"Get back here, human!" you heard one of them shout.

You had a moment of panic before you realized it was the younger moldsmals playing a game as she chased her sister all throughout the front yard, both of them curled up into balls to roll through the snow without problems.

"No, I'm going to escape and get back to the surface!" her sisters shouted back as she continued sliding across the ground.

Eventually, the chasing Moldsmal managed to catch up and tackled her sister to the ground, sending them both into fits of giggles as the 'human's' face was covered in soft smooches by her sister.

"Okay, okay, you've got me!" the 'human' laughed as she regained her normal form. "Next time, I get to be the monster when we play 'humans and monsters', okay?"

"Sure, but that doesn't mean you won't still lose!" her sister replied before tickling the jelly girl beneath her.

"Ah… they grow up so fast," their mother said wistfully from the porch. "It feels like just yesterday my wife and I were laying in bed, talking about having kids… and then, she split in two and became them! Such good times…"

You tried not to think about how weird this whole situation sounded and kept going north until you came to the end of the neighborhood - and the end of the cavern, as the massive stone wall in front of you informed you. You quietly cursed your bad luck and wished that this place wasn't so painstakingly linear. It looked like you were going to have to face Papyrus after all, when you suddenly heard a large splash.

Curious, you followed the noise and found what looked like a massive girl with long grey hair wearing what seemed to be clothing made out of wolf pelts standing in front of a conveyor belt that was transporting massive blocks of ice away from a strange looking machine. At first you thought she was going to load the blocks of ice into a cart, or perhaps sculpt the ice into some kind of Lesser Dog-esque sculpture, but instead she just picked up the first block and tossed it into the river behind her like it was made of styrofoam and not several hundred pounds of solid water.

As you stared in amazement at this incredible feat, you slowly noticed something about the river she was tossing the ice into; it flowed east, likely straight past wherever Papyrus was waiting for you. So, you walked up to the towering wolf girl and politely tapped her on rear - just in time for you to realize she wasn't wearing any pants.

"Huh?" she grunted before turning around and facing you. "What do you want?"

You informed her that you wanted an innocent ride on one of her cubic icebergs.

"The ice cubes?" she asked. "Sorry, but the rules clearly state that nobody is allowed to ride them… no matter how much fun doing so can be."

You whined a little and asked why that was the case.

"I'm sorry, but the chances for accidents are just far too high, especially for kids," she replied, looking down at you. "You could slip off, or worse - get your butt frozen to the ice cube!"

She looked back and scratched at her own ass at that. It sounded like she knew about that last one from experience, though you had a feeling that it wouldn't have happened if she wore actual pants.

You decided not to point that out, though, since it might be rude, so instead you asked her if there was anything you could do to change her mind.

"I'm not sure," she replied. "I would probably get in trouble if anyone found out. I mean, they probably won't fire me since no one else can do this job, but it would suck if they yelled at me for you drowning."

You ask her if there was really nothing you could do to try and change her mind. You offered that perhaps you could persuade her by showing her a howling good time.

"Aren't I a little bit out of your age range, bub?" she asked, crossing her arms in front of her heavy chest.

You almost asked how old she was, but you realized that was a bad idea for two reasons. First, that would be rude, and secondly you had no idea if she was going to answer in normal years, dog years, or possibly even wolf years. So, instead, you assured her that she didn't look a day over eighty 85.

"Oh please, you're just saying that," she said, clearly not taking you seriously at all.

You assured her you weren't, and emphasized this with a sexy growl.

"... Didn't your mother tell you not to use that kind of language?" she asked, a little incredulous.

Realizing that a growl probably would have worked better with a big cat, so instead you gave her a nice long howl to show her how much you were interested.

"Oh my!" she said, her face finally lighting up with a blush. "That is quite flattering… I suppose we could do something together while we're on my break, but no promises, okay?"

You nodded as she switched off the ice machine and led you back to into a secluded batch of trees next to the cave wall.

"Alright, let's get started," she said matter-of-factly as she got down on her hands and knees, causing her wolf-pelts to ride up on her body and reveal her rear even more. "If you really think I'm sexy, now's the time to prove it."

You wasted no time before kneeling down and eating her out, your hands warming her soft buns as you dug your tongue deep inside her.

"Hmmm…" the wolf girl moaned happily at your prodding, her grey tail wagging slowly in your face. "So far, so good… but you're going to have to try a lot harder than that if you want me to howl."

Taking this as a challenge, you gripped onto her hips and shoved your tongue in even deeper, making sure to play with her clit as well while you played with her pussy. Once you were sure she was moist enough, you reached one of your hands over and slipped one of your fingers inside, causing her back to suddenly straighten. As your hand began to piston back and forth, you made sure to keep your soul tucked away somewhere safe so she wouldn't see it.

"Oh! Bow wow!" the wolf moaned, now shaking her hips from side to side. "I guess I was wrong about me being outside your age range… that tongue of yours is appropriate for all ages! Wait… forget I said that."

You laughed and assured her that you knew exactly what she meant before slipping in a second finger.

"Good…" she panted, her breath showing white in front of her mouth. "I'd hate to give you the wrong impression."

Turning your flirting skills up to eleven, you assured her that there was no way that was going to be the case - there was no misunderstanding her adorable moans.

"You just… keep piling it on, don't you?" she asked, her hips bucking a little bit into your hand. "You're like… some kind of flattering snow storm… that just keeps piling on layers and layers of compliments."

You let out a faux gasped and 'marveled' at how she could suggest you were so 'cold'. You assured her that you saw yourself as more of a tidal wave of blankets, keeping her warm under sheets of love, not ice.

"I do love… those kinds of sheets…" she replied, her fingers gripping the ground beneath her your fingers reached deeper and deeper.

You told her that you could tell by her outfit, since she was wearing more layers more layers on her top than an expensive cake.

"Yeah… faux fur… feels great!" she replied just in time for you to fit in a third finger.

You agreed with her but added that it was such a shame that they hid most of her wonderful tits.

"My breasts?" she asked, reaching up to cup one of her aforementioned funbags through her fur. "They're not that great… fun to play around with, but I know lots of girls who have better."

Parsing you words, you asked if that was why she only wore a top.

"Nah, I go bottomless because it's fun" she replied, shaking her hips at you even more. "It means I can get to the fun part right when my break starts."

You agreed that being bottomless did have its benefits while your thumb lovingly circled her clit. You say that you even considered ditching your pants yourself.

"Well, why haven't you then?" she asked, her long tongue hanging out of her mouth.

Removing your slick fingers from her cunt, you told her that sometimes having them covered could make sex even more fun. To show her, you stood straight up and pressed your hard cock against her her snatch and began rubbing up and down.

"Ah! What are you doing?" the wolf asked, her tail sticking straight up and her body shaking as you ground into her.

You explained that you were just giving her a preview of your package, letting her imagine what might be inside.

"Is… is that… some kind of toy?" she asked, her dripping pussy leaving a wet spot on your groin.

Looking away nervously, you told her that it might have been. Thankfully for you, she couldn't get a good view of your face of your position, so she took what you said to mean you just wanted her to imagine what your 'toy' might look like.

"Ah… you're evil, you know that?" she asked, her hips now thrusting at you instinctually. "Using my lack of pants against me… teasing me with something I can't have just yet… that's just plain cruel!"

You bent forward and gripped her soft breasts through her pelts, assuring her that you were not a tease. After all, if you were a real tease, then you wouldn't be planning on really giving it to her.

"Oh? And when do you-ah! When do you plan on doing that?" she asked between moans.

You told her that was between you and your 'toy'.

"See? Pure evil," she retorted, her pussy growing even wetter.

You laughed and suggested that, if she needed something to pass the time, she could try describing to you what she thought your 'toy' looked like.

"Well, from here… I can tell that it's long… and hard… and oddly flexible," the wolf woman replied, using her pussy lips to feel out your dick inside your pants. "It already feels pretty good from here… I can barely even imagine what it'll be like once it's finally inside me."

Moving your hips even faster, you asked her to try imagining anyways.

"Well… I can imagine it pushing apart my damp lower lips… and then pressing deep inside me." she panted, the scenario playing out vividly in her mind. "Maybe… it would reach so deep… as to hit my womb…"

You thrust your hips against her again and told her that, sadly, you didn't think you'd reach that far.

"Maybe not… but I can already tell it's going to feel pretty good inside…" she countered, her tail wagging in time with her hips. "So why don't you skip to the good part already and bottom out with me?"

You said that, since she was being such a good girl, you might as well get on with the show. So, you finally let your pants hit your ankles and pressed the tip of your dick against her wonderful full-moon.

"Ah! That feels even warmer than my furs!" she moaned. "That must be some toy you've got there…"

You told her that it was very special, and unlike any other 'toy' around as you pressed the tip up against her moist lips.

"I bet you keep it in your pants… so people don't jump on it just from looking at it!" she flirted, eagerly awaiting your first thrust.

You told her that was actually pretty accurate.

"Oh, seriously?" she asked. "I'm almost jealous… but then again, if I were you, I wouldn't be the one in this position, would I?"

You nodded in agreement, but added that you weren't jealous either. After all, if you were her, then you wouldn't be pleasing such a cute girl right then.

And, with that, you finally shoved your hips forward and speared yourself inside her, treating your cock to the warm sensation of her soft pussy convulsing around your dick.

"Ah! There we go~" the wolf panted, her hips wiggling as she got used to the feeling of you inside her. "Now this is what I call a toy! Hard, yet flexible… and, it's hitting me in all the right spots."

You smiled and said that you were glad - her howls of pleasure were exactly what you were hoping to hear.

"You think… this is howling?" she panted as her hips collided with yours over and over again. "You haven't heard anything yet. If you really want to hear me howl… just wait until you hear me cum!"

You said you could barely wait before picking up the pace with your hips. You tried your best to make her finish as quickly as possible, partly to hear more of her whimpers, and partly to hasten your upcoming escape on an ice block.

"But… you're going to have to earn it!" she continued, her elbows now in the snow so she could fuck you with extra leverage. "I don't roll over for just anyone… you've got to show me… that you're a real alpha!"

You told her that you weren't that into being anyone's 'alpha', but you promised to make her feel as good as possible regardless.

"That's sweet…" she replied, her tail rubbing against your stomach as you did her wolfy-style. "But I'd appreciate a little roughness more than a little tenderness at the moment…"

You were a bit reluctant, but if it was roughness she wanted, it was roughness she'd get. So, you grabbed hold of her tail and pulled as you thrusted into her as hard as you could. Her whimpers and moans filled the forest as you felt her snug cunt clamp around your cock over and over again. Finally, the wolf girl let out one last, triumphant howl as she finally came and you emptied your balls deep inside her.

"Not bad… not bad at all, stranger," the wolf woman said as you pulled out of her bottomless lust. "You really sent me over the moon with that one!"

You assured her that it was no problem while you hastily repants yourself. Once you were done, you asked if this meant you could finally ride on one of her ice cubes.

"Yeah, sure… let me just get you one," she replied before heading back to the machine to toss one into the water. "But if anyone asks, you were born on that hunk of ice, okay?"

You eagerly agreed and jumped onto the ice flow, merrily kicking your feet as you traveled down the river. You felt pretty good about your plan, since this meant you wouldn't have to risk being beaten by Papyrus at all. She would just be left out there in the snow, alone waiting for you until she realized you weren't going to show up… that was, assuming she realized you weren't going to show up. Yeah, she wasn't exactly the sweetest honey in the comb, but there was no way she wouldn't eventually notice that you weren't going to show. She couldn't possibly not realize you were less likely to come than a plastic dick, and spend hours, maybe days alone in the cold snow, her heart slowly breaking as her dreams of joining the royal guard. Similarly, you were totally not feeling sorry for her at the moment, since you had your wonderful home that you still need to escape to.

…

Suddenly, you realized that you forgot to… wash your earlobes back in Snowdin, and there was no way you could go to the next area with dirty lobes. So, you waited until the ice block drifted relatively close to shore and hopped off so you could make you way back to town. And, you supposed you could indulge Papyrus a little on your way back. After all, as far as you could tell, Papyrus was completely harmless, so chances are you'd be past her in no time.

It didn't take you long to find the field of falling snow Papyrus described in the missanted poster, since it blocked the entire path you were walking on, but Papyrus was a bit harder to find since it was so hard to see. Thankfully, all you had to do was follow the off-key humming she was doing to help pass the time.

"Hmm hmm hmm, hm hm hmmmm!" she mumbled to herself, tapping her foot as you walked up behind her and touched her shoulder. "Gah! Human, there you are! I've been waiting for you for ages! Wait, how did you get behind me! This is the only path out of Snowdin! Unless… the entire earth turned itself around under my feet! Agh, not again!"

You briefly wondered how many times such a thing had happened to her before you pushed that thought to the back of your mind. Instead, you apologized for being late since you were busy getting to know Snowdin better.

"Oh, well then, I don't really blame you. It really is quite the cozy little cove, minus the cove, of course," Papyrus replied. "Hey, wait a second! If you came here by yourself, then that means you answered your own missanted poster! I'd give you your reward now, but I'm afraid I left my spaghetti pot at home."

You assured her that no reward was necessary.

"Oh ho! How generous of you!" Papyrus said excitedly. "But… such generosity will not elicit any mercy from me, Human! I hope your greatest opponent to date!"

You simply shrugged your shoulders and told her to give you her best shot.

"Alright… here I go!" Papyrus loudly announced but, in spite of what she said, she didn't try to attack you in any way. Curious, you asked what was wrong.

"Well, human…" Papyrus replied, her shoulders slumping as a light blush appeared on her skull-patterned face. "Let me tell you about some… complex feelings. Feelings of admiration for another puzzle lover. Feelings of sympathy-er, pity for someone who does not appear to have any friends. The truth is, human, I haven't been attacking you this whole time because… I like you, and I feel sorry for you."

You said you related, since you felt sorry for yourself a lot too.

"You poor thing…" Papyrus bemoaned. "I can hardly even imagine what it's like for you to be so lonely. After all, everyone in town loves me, and I have friends to spare! Normally, I would spare one of these friends for you, but I think I shall go a step further! From now on, human, I am going to be your frie-"

To your surprise, Papyrus had a harder time getting that last word out of her mouth than she did trying to land an attack.

"No… I can't!" she said resolutely, placing her right fist over where you assumed her heart would be. "You're a human! I can't be your friend because I'm supposed to capture you! Then, I can fulfill my lifelong dream of joining the royal guard! Then, I will be popular, prestigious, powerful, Papyrus! Wait, I'm already that last thing, but you get the point! If I am ever going to achieve my dreams, then you… must be captured!"

You sighed, hoping that it wouldn't come to this. You told her that you understood, but you weren't going to let her stop you from reaching the surface.

"I'm afraid you won't have much choice in the matter!" Papyrus said, stomping her foot on the ground 'heroically'. "I am going to stop you here, and not even a rotating planet can stop me! Get ready, human, because you are about to face the wrath… of my blue attack!"

She then made a few wild gestures with her hands before, finally, a little blue bone appeared in the air in front of her and began floating towards you. You remembered what Sans told you about Papyrus's blue attacks, you simply held herself completely still until, finally, the bone passed harmlessly through your body as if it was never even there. You then congratulated Papyrus on landing such a 'devastating' blow, complete with your best fake grunts of pain, and tried to walk back towards this 'Waterfall' place you had heard so much about. But, just as you started to walk off, suddenly felt your heart sink - literally - and shivers shoot down your spine.

Turning back, you saw your soul lying there in the snow, blue now instead of red, and unmoving except for the occasional beat.

"You're blue now! That was my attack!" Papyrus announced.

Gulping, you tried to pull your soul back towards you with your mind, but a wall of bones suddenly popped up out of the ground to block it's path. You tried to have it go another way instead, but it got blocked there too.

"Oh hohohoho!" Papyrus laughed as you soul scurried around in the snow. "Not so easy for you to get past me this time, is it? Let's see if you can solve your way out of this!"

Unexpectedly, you felt a bone pop out of the ground right underneath your soul and stab into it, sending it painfully flying through the air. You tried to use this as an opportunity to get it back towards you, but the blue heart quickly lost its momentum and hit the ground again before it could reach you.

This time, Papyrus made sure there was nowhere your soul could crawl away to by completely surrounding it with bones. So, you tried to escape the only way you could by having the heart jump straight into the air. You didn't have any idea how your soul could jump without any legs, but it must have been doing some pretty good cardio because it jumped pretty high.

That was, until Papyrus summoned a bone into her hand and tossed it straight towards your soul, smacking it with a loud 'thud' that sent you tumbling to the ground, paralyzed.

"I… I did it! I've captured a human!" you heard Papyrus cheer as the world started to go dark. "I'm going to be a royal guard now! Hooray! Now, to put you someplace safe…"

---

When you opened your eyes again, you fully expected to wake up back by that wolf woman or something, your mysterious 'save' ability rescuing you once more. However, you seemed to be someplace you had never been before - and, in fact, you would never willingly be if you had the choice.

By the looks of it, you were now in some short of dusty, wooden shack, with a small dog bed and a bowl of dog food nearby, and yet another fence with really wide bars 'blocking' the exit. You wondered what in the world was going on until realized that there was a note stuck to your forehead.

"Dear human," the note began. "Thank you so much for being captured! My bones haven't rattled this much in joy since I found my first human magazine! Unfortunately, I have yet to figure out exactly what to do with you. I could hand you over to the authorities, but people seem to say that 'snitches get casts' or something, so turning you in probably wouldn't be a good idea. I could try and take your soul from you myself, but I, uh… just washed my hair, so I can't! So, feel free to make yourself at home while I think of something else. Refreshments and accommodations have been hospitably provided. Sincerely yours, the Great Papyrus."

Well, so much for getting your earlobes cleaned - instead, it looks like you got your clock cleaned by a 'harmless' girl. You at least took comfort in the fact that she didn't kill/rape you this time, however, but the 'accommodations' she left you had a lot to be desired.

Picking up some of the dog food, you had a little kibble nibble and concluded that this was the third worst dog food you had ever eaten - too stale, 3/10, would not nibble again.

So, instead, you easily escaped through the fence blocking the door and made your way back towards the dramatic field of snow. You figured that Papyrus was off somewhere scheming about what to do with you, but, to your shock, you saw her standing there right in the middle of the snow with her hand placed curiously on her chin.

"Eh? Human! What are you doing here?" Papyrus asked in surprise when she noticed you. "Don't you know what being captured entails? It means that you are trapped, unable to leave! Do I need to put you into a capturing course or something?"

You apologized and said that you were still new to this 'capturing' thing.

"That's alright, we can try again," she assured you. "Just go back into your cage and stay there while I continue pondering what to do with you in my 'thinking zone'."

Confused, you asked why she came out her to think.

"Easy! Snow is bright, so it helps me get lots of bright ideas!" she replied, apparently completely unaware of the pun she just made. "That is how that works, right?"

You shrugged, saying that it makes about as much sense as other brainstorming techniques you've heard of. Or rather, brain-snowstorming in this case.

"Augh… you've been hanging around Sans, haven't you?" Papyrus groaned, smacking herself in the face. "Now I really pity you… but nearly enough to let you go!"

You put your soul into you left hand, extended your right hand, and challenged her to try and stop you. You were ready for her this time.

"Oh ho! I like your spirit, human! It reminds me of a friend of mine," Papyrus said before summoning her blue bone once again.

This time, instead of standing still to let the bone hit you, you nimbly sidestepped out of the way - only for a dozen more blue bones to suddenly pop of the ground and pierce your body. They didn't seem to physically harm you in any way, but they still hurt quite a bit, and they chilled your body to your very soul - literally.

"Wow! I knew I was awesome, but I had no idea this would be so easy!" Papyrus said excitedly, flipping her long hair triumphantly and coughing when the wind accidentally blew it into her mouth. "Ahem! Now, back to the guest room…"

---

For the second time that day, you woke up unbound and slightly cold inside Papyrus's shed next to a bowl of dog food and with a note attached to your forehead. Things were so similar to before that you thought for a moment that you really did go back in time this time, but that theory was quickly quashed as you looked at your new note.

"Dear human," it began in Papyrus's familiar handwriting which, for some reason, was in all caps and reminded you of a certain computer font. "Please do not try to escape again. I put a lot of effort into making room as comfortable as possible, and I spent my entire piggy-bank on getting you that food. I even asked Doggo what the best kind to buy was, and she gave this brand her highest recommendation! So pretty please, with sugar and kibble on top, please don't run away again. I can even come by and keep you company if you really want me to! Sincerely, the Great Papyrus."

You groaned and slowly stood up off the ground - it looks like Sans's advice was sound after all. You were now considering going back to your old plan of riding a chunk of ice past Papyrus, as it seemed pretty clear you weren't going to run past her.

Walking out of the shed just as easily as before, you made your way back to the north side of Snowdin and looked for the ice-chucking wolf. You quickly found her right where you left her, still faithfully chucking ice.

"Oh, hey there," she greeted casually when she saw you. "You enjoy your ride?"

You informed her that you did, but you would like to have another.

"Seriously?" she asked. "I'm sorry, but I can't keep doing this for you, even if you are good for a roll in the fur."

Not backing down, you insisted that she let you ride another ice block.

"Geeze, and I thought I was a bitch," she retorted. "What's got your tail all tied up in a knot."

Deciding that you didn't have much to lose at this point, you explained to her your whole situation with Papyrus.

"Oh! So you're that human she's been going on about!" the wolf said in realization. "And here I was thinking that she was just made another mistake."

Curious, you asked about the time Papyrus had thought she had seen a human before.

"Well, excluding all those bellicose rocks she captured, she's also mistaken a piece of celerary for a human, a tree for a human, an unusually green stain on a napkin for a human, and a greeting card for a human," the wolf girl explained. "Ironically, the one time a human DID pass through the town while she was around, she just thought he was that musclebuilder, Aaron, dressed up as human for Halloween. He even tried to prove that he was a human by showing off that orange soul of his, but Papyrus was convinced that it was just some sort of prank."

You asked if this meant she'd been trying to capture a human for a long time.

"Oh yeah, for hundreds of years," the wolf woman explained. "Though, she wasn't always like this. When she and her sister first… showed up, Papyrus just tried to make as many fiends as possible but found that she came up short. In spite of the fact that she calls herself Great, not many people agreed. Heck, I personally find her more annoying than an unscratched flea sometimes… but then she met the captain of the royal guard, Undyne.

"She saw how everyone cheered for her and adored her for protecting everyone, so Papyrus convinced herself she could be adored by following her example - by just protecting people, being nice to them, and making them happy. She's been this way ever since," the wolf said with a sigh heavier than a mallet. "Poor girl… deep down, she just wants to make everyone happy, but most of the time she just annoys us. Sometimes I wonder if she really thinks she's great, or if she just tells herself that…"

You couldn't help but feel a wave of pity wash over you, drowning your metaphorical heart in a sea of saline tears filled with sobbing submarines. You knew you couldn't just leave and simply smash Papyrus's dreams like that, especially since you yourself knew what it was like to be alone. If she was going to try and stop you, you might as well give her a fair shot - well, a third fair shot, but it probably wouldn't hurt any more than the last one if failed again.

"Huh? Hey, wait, where are you going?" the wolf woman asked as you walked away. "Didn't you want to flow with the ice again?"

You told her that you just got a case of cold feet, and you didn't want to risk them getting them even colder. So, you figured you were going to try getting past Papyrus one last time.

"Well, suit yourself," the wolf replied before getting back to work. "Look… I know I said she's annoying, but… try going easy on her, okay? She doesn't have a bad bone in her skeleton, and I'd hate to see something happen to her."

Rubbing your arm where one of Papyrus's bones pierced you, you confidently assured the wolf that was not going to be a risk.

So, you made your way back to the dramatic snowy field - but this time, Papyrus didn't seem to be anywhere in sight. You tried looking around for her, but she didn't seem to be anywhere - that is, until you heard some wild panting behind you.

Turning around, you saw Papyrus running hastily through the snow, looking around manically and biting her distal phalanxes.

"Oh, where could they have gone?" you heard her say to herself. "I searched everywhere in town they might go and Sans's room! This isn't good… they might be hurt…"

You took the opportunity to tap her on the shoulder as she passed you.

"Not now, human, I'm busy looking for you," she said before swatting away your hand. "Wait a second… human! Perhaps you would happen to know where you are?"

You pointed out that you were right there.

"So you are!" Papyrus gasped. "Well, it is good to see that you are here and not nowhere. After all, nowhere is cold, and dark, and you're not allowed to wear any clothes… but, back to the point! I see that you have not taken my advice and have escaped the guest room once again! That was very rude of you!"

You agreed, but pointed out that locking people in rooms is rude as well.

"Oh, well, my apologies then," Papyrus replied politely. "But that does not mean I won't have to lock you in there once again! After all, one must be rude sometimes to be a good hero - like how action heros sometimes say the word 'darn' while they're fighting. Oh! Sorry, please excuse my dirty mouth… no, wait, don't excuse it! Rudeness is acceptable here, so it would be rude of you to excuse it!"

You neither did or did not excuse her.

"That's more like it!" said Papyrus, her silver hair blowing in the breeze. "Now… even though I still have to beat you senseless, I will try my best to make it less painful than before, for courtesy's sake. After all, you looked pretty uncomfortable that last time I captured you."

You asked if she meant how she completely boned you earlier.

"Yeah, that," Papyrus answered.

You said that was no big deal - you were pretty used to boning at this point.

"Oh ho! So you're a fellow boner enthusiast as well?" Papyrus said, her eyes lighting up. "You continue to become more and more interesting. Perhaps we can discuss boners later when we have the time - I would absolutely love to hear how humans polish their bones compared to how monsters do it."

You said that you would like that, but you had a feeling you wouldn't get the chance after you've escaped.

"Maybe… maybe not!" Papyrus countered before finally summoning her blue bone.

This time you let the bone float through you without trying to dodge, which caused your soul to turn blue, heavy, and fall to the ground. But, this time, you were prepared to dodge as bones shot up out of the ground to try and take a stab at your soul.

"I see you're getting better at this, human!" Papyrus marveled. "I guess what they say is true! Practice makes perfect! But, unfortunately for you… it also makes Papyrus!"

She suddenly summoned four small bones in between her fingers and tried throwing them at your soul like ninja stars - only for all of them to veer off and completely miss their target.

"Huh… they make that look so much easier in comic books," said Papyrus. "Well then, time for another strategy."

She then materialized the single biggest boner you had ever seen in your life, over eight feet long, and chucked it straight towards your soul. You were only barely able to make it jump out of the way in time, avoiding a serious boner in more ways than one.

"Good dodge, human!" complemented Papyrus. "But, can you keep it up?"

As she spoke, the skeleton girl dusted off her long, orange scarf as if it were a cape and summoned an entire row of fearsome floating femurs behind her. With one flick of her wrist, each of them shot forward and tried to strike down your soul, forcing it to duck and weave to remain untouched and unparalyzed..

Thankfully, an attack from the air meant that there were no longer any bones blocking you on the ground, so you tried to use this as an opportunity to sprint past Papyrus with your soul in tow. This plan came to a swift and sudden halt as an entire fence of bones suddenly stopped your path - and this time, the gaps between the bars weren't wide enough to slip through.

"Oh hohohoho!" Papyrus laughed gloatingly as you slid to the stop and accidentally fell on your face like a coordinatively confused penguin. "I'm afraid there is no escape this time, human! You are going to be my prisoner, and I am finally going to get what I rightly deserve!"

You tried to find a way round the Great Papyrus wall, but found that a little hard to do while you had to dodge more and more incoming bones.

"I will be made the most famous knight in the royal guard… people everywhere will look up to me!" Papyrus said, her hands clasped against her cheeks. "People will finally be happy to see me no matter where I am! I could even be just walking down the street and my neighbors will be like 'Hey, aren't you that Papyrus lady? You are one cool dudette'."

You tried climbing over the fence while Papyrus was busy monologuing, but found that it was so cold that it chilled you to your very bone - even with your new snow woman frost resistance.

"I will have admirers everywhere!" Papyrus continued excitedly, though her enthusiasm seemed to be dampening somewhat. "But even so… will any of them like me as sincerely as you?"

The regret in her voice was not matched by the pace of the attacks, which only increased in pace as you and your soul ran around and accidentally wrote a poem about strawberries in the snow.

"You're the first person besides my sister who has ever tried to solve my puzzles, or eaten my spaghetti willingly," Papyrus said mostly to herself. "Plus, we've had so much fun together, and you're a fellow boner enthusiast… can I really just throw that all away?"

The bones that were popping up out of the ground were growing steadily higher and harder to dodge, making you wish you had asked one of those bunnies to lend you some of their hop.

"No, I can't let myself hesitate again! I need to end this now before I lose my cranial nerve!" Papyrus said. "It is time I used my… special attack! Those last two words were in italics for emphasis, by the way, which you probably didn't notice since you're listening to me speak."

Still running for your life, you assured her that you heard the emphasis just fine.

"Excellent! Now, prepare yourself for the most special, extraordinary, noteworthy, remarkable, unique, uncommon, and exceptional attack you've ever seen!" Papyrus announced proudly. "Well, it's all those adjectives unless you've happened to have fought my sister, but she's too lazy to even use her attacks, so her's don't count! Here we go!"

She then waved her hand around dramatically in the air, causing the ground to rumble as she summoned into the middle of the field… a white dog.

That's it. Just a white dog.

It wasn't even an armor-wearing, heavily armed guardswoman like the ones you passed on the way into Snowdin either. It was just a plain old dog, about knee-high, with short white fur, a dark black nose, and was busily chewing on what looked like one of Papyrus's bone attacks.

"What the flim-flam!?" Papyrus 'swore' at the sight. "Hey! You! Stupid dog!"

The dog's eyes shot open at this, and it turned around to look at Papyrus with a guilty look in its eyes.

"Yeah, you!" Papyrus continued. "That's my Special, italics added, Attack! You put that down right this instant!"

The dog, being a dog, simply ran away at the thought of its precious bone being stolen away. You could've sworn it barked something about 'ports' and 'playstations', but you couldn't be sure, not understanding Dogglish.

"No!" Papyrus called out in horror. "Augh… I guess I'll just use another regular attack instead."

Once again, bones started popping out of the ground, and you tried your best to dodge out of the way. That was, until you saw another bone riding towards you… this one with sunglasses and riding a skateboard.

It wasn't that the skateboard and its bone wasn't easy to dodge - in fact, it only took one step out of the way. But it was just such an odd sight that you couldn't help but stare at it and scratch your head. How does a bone skateboard without feet? Can it do any tricks? Should it be wearing a helmet right now? Why would a bone choose a sport that breaks its family members so often?

Your train of pointless questions was suddenly derailed as you heard something thunderous approaching you from behind. You turned around just in time to see the dog from earlier sprint past you, followed by an avalanche of bone-tingling pain.

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To absolutely no one's surprise, least of all your own, you awoke back in Papyrus's old shack next with a note pasted to your forehead and a familiar pan of dog food nearby - though, the pan seemed to be mysteriously less-full than when you last saw it.

You let out a long, annoyed sigh as you could barely even believe that you were captured once again, but you knew that not believing wouldn't be of much help this time. So instead, you just plucked the note off your head and got straight to reading it.

"Dear human," the note began. "I've decided that, if I cannot hand you or your soul over Queen Asgore myself, then I will have to ask Undyne for help. She probably won't mind, but when she comes, we won't be able to hang out with each other anymore. I never thought I would say this to a human (I assume you can see the italics now since this is a note), but… I'm going to miss you. So, as a parting gift, I left something for you to remember me by in the corner - from one boner lover to another. Signed, the Great Papyrus! P.S. If you are going to escape again, could you at least let me know first? You had me worried sick, and I don't know what I would do if something happened to you. And if you do escape… please be sure to stay safe, okay?"

You looked over to the corner and saw a femur lying against the wall until that dog from earlier sprinted by, picked up the bone, and dashed out the front door.

Instead of following the lead of that strange dog, however, you simply sighed and sat down onto the floor. Clearly, your bold 'running away' strategy was not working, but your heart still wouldn't let you just leave this girl behind and break her delicate little sternum.

Perhaps you were going about this whole thing all wrong, you thought to yourself. Unlike most of the other monsters you'd encountered so far, Papyrus clearly didn't want you to die or want to kill you. Maybe she would just let you by if you asked kindly enough. Maybe could convince her to give you even more if you used the right words… or, at the very least, you could trick her into giving you a head start.

So, you once again left Papyrus's generous 'accommodations' behind and went to the dramatic field of blowing snow - though it had been getting a lot less dramatic the more you've gone there and got snow blown in your eyes.

Just as you'd hoped, Papyrus was there waiting for you - but she didn't look ready to fight. Instead, she was facing east with her back to you, and her hair pointing practically every direction as it blew in the wind.

"Oh, hello there, human!" she said as she heard you approach. "I was just waiting here for Undyne to come and take you away. Were you here to tell me you were going to try and escape again?"

You told her that no, you were not planning to escape this time, and you followed up by asking why you would try to run away from her.

"Because I am trying to capture you for your soul, of course," Papyrus replied flatly. "Do you… want to be captured now?"

You informed her that she already captured something of yours - your heart.

"Really?" asked Papyrus. "Because it looks like you still have that floating right next to you."

You told her you meant that in a figurative sense.

"Oh," Papyrus said before letting out a loud gasp. "Oh my word! You're flirting with me, aren't you?"

You said that depended; was Papyrus great?

"Hmm, let me see…" Papyrus replied, stapping her chin as she thought about the question. "Gasp! I am great! Which means you really are flirting with me! I… this has never happened to me before!"

Despite being a self-proclaimed skeleton, Papyrus was sweating fifty caliber bullets at the moment as the thought of someone flirting with her completely blew her mind.

"W-well, just because no one has flirted with me doesn't mean I'm desperate!" Papyrus said, collecting herself. "I am a skeleton with very high standards."

You told her you were able to cook spaghetti.

"Oh no, you're meeting all my standards!" Papyrus exclaimed. "That means we'll have to go on a date… and I'll have to stop trying to catch you! Oh no!"

In spite of her alarmed words, Papyrus didn't seem to be all that upset about what she was saying.

"I must say, human, using my bachelorette status was pretty clever," Papyrus complimented. "You truly are my greatest opponent to date! And… my only opponent to date, but that's beside the point thanks to said date! I will meet you at my house when you're ready!"

You briefly considered taking the opportunity to move on at last, but you saw no reason not to go if she wasn't going to try and capture you anymore. Besides, for all you knew, this might actually be fun.

Walking your way out of the romantic field of blowing snow, you went back to Papyrus's tall wooden house and found her waiting outside.

"Oh ho! Eager to get started, I see!" the skeleton woman greeted when she saw you. "The last person I booked a date with a few decades ago still hasn't shown up! But, I shouldn't talk about such things while you're here… come inside and I'll show you around!"

Papyrus then reached under a rock next to her front porch and removed a skeleton key that she used to unlock her front door.

You followed her into the house behind her and you were greeted by the sight of a completely normal living room. There was a large flatscreen TV, and… a table with a sprinkle-coated rock on it.

Okay, maybe it wasn't completely normal, but you were more or less expecting everything to be made out of either bones or spaghetti. Or both.

"Welcome, human, to my humble abode!" Papyrus announced loudly. "I hope you find it as Great as I am!"

Walking over to the rock, you asked why it was covered in sprinkles.

"Oh, that's just Sans's pet rock," Papyrus explained. "She always forgets to feed it, though, so I made sure to give it something before I left this morning."

You would have to remember to ask the rock if it was really sentient later.

"Over there is our couch," Papyrus said, pointing to the piece of green furniture. "If you feel anything bumpy in the cushions, don't clean it up. Sans needs to learn to clean up her own messes every once in awhile."

You told her you were not someone she'd have to worry about cleaning anything.

"Very good then!" she said before leading you into the kitchen. "Here is where Sans and I cook and eat things, but you can do both here if you want to too. And don't worry about eating too much - Sans always goes out to eat, and I prefer to sustain myself on undiluted enthusiasm!"

You walk over to the fridge and take a look inside. You find half the fridge filled with nothing but well-cooked spaghetti and the other half filled with undercooked air. You decided you weren't hungry.

Closing the fridge, you asked why their sink was a good six feet off the ground.

"Oh, that's because I heightened the base, of course!" she replied nonchalantly.

You asked why she heightened the base.

"So I can fit more bones under it, of course!" she replied. "Take a look."

You slide open the massive cabinet door and find a large stash of bones - as well as a familiar white dog nomming on one of them. You were about to raise your voice to tell Papyrus about it, when the dog suddenly looked you dead in the eyes. Somehow, you knew… if you tried to snitch on that canine, you would be buried under such an avalanche of dog that you'd never be the same again. Your armpits would forever smell like kibble, your voice would sound like a chew toy, and your toenails would have little pawprints painted on wanting to risk such wrath, you closed the door and silently swore never to tell anyone what you saw.

"Oh, so you were so impressed that it left you speechless?" asked Papyrus. "That's understandable - you're not the first person to be stunned into silence by my boners."

"Huh, I guess you can keep skeletons in places other than closets," Sans suddenly interrupted, her head inexplicably popping out of a nearby trashcan.

"Saaaaans! Quit plaguing my life with skeleton puns!" Papyrus whined, stomping her feet.

"Oh, so you've got a bone to pick with my jokes?" asked Sans. "You're not going to tarsals and feather me for them are you?"

Papyrus slapped herself in the face at that.

"Just… leave me and my date alone, will you?" the taller skeleton pleaded.

"Alright, you two love bones have fun," Sans replied before disappearing back into the trash.

You asked what Papyrus's sister was doing in there.

"My guess it's because she wanted to be someplace cleaner than her room," Papyrus replied, still glaring condescendingly at the can. "Anyways, why don't I show you a bit more of our livingroom?"

She led you back into the main area of the house and turned on her TV, to which you were met by the sound of annoying static.

"This here is my favorite game show! MTT TV!" Papyrus explained over the annoying noise. "Hmm… this doesn't seem to be a very good episode, but at least there won't be any losers if there aren't any games!"

You pointed out that there wouldn't be a show without the games either.

"Preposterous! The show must always go on, with or without games!" Papyrus retorted before leading you upstairs to the second floor. "This door right here leads to my room. If you're finished looking around, we can head inside and… do whatever it is people do on dates."

You told her that you had seen enough.

"Alright, head right in!" she said, politely holding the door - which was decorated in all kinds of childish posters - open for you.

Inside, you found a box of bones, an old computer, a well-stocked bookshelf, a blue carpet covered by an even bluer rug, a dresser covered in toys, a closet door, a flag with a skull and crossbones on it, and a bed shaped like an orange racecar.

Pointing to the box of bones, you asked why the weren't with the other ones in the kitchen.

"Oh, that's because those are all the bones I used to attack you earlier! I still need to put them back," she explained. "Ah, such fond memories… it feels like just yesterday that I was using them all to capture you - even if it was less than an hour ago."

Moving on, you asked about her computer.

"Ah, yes, the internet," Papyrus said fondly. "Such a magical place full of cats, dubious encyclopedia articles, and footage of trains playing video games. I'm quite popular there!"

Disbelieving, you asked if that were really true.

"Of course! I have five whole followers!" Papyrus said proudly. "The spaghetti fandom seem to really like me, although the 'Macaroni Maniacs' have been trying to bait me into a flame war lately... but I refuse to take the bait!"

Since the last thing you wanted to talk about was internet discourse, you changed the subject to Papyrus's flag.

"Oh, that? Undyne got that for me! She's captain of the royal guard, and an even cooler dudette than I am! She said she found this by the bay or something. Apparently it's from the human world," Papyrus explained. "Now, I know what you're thinking; 'why would a human have a flag with a cool skeleton on it?'"

You were actually thinking about that time you accidentally tried to eat a hairbrush, but you decided to humor Papyrus and nodded your head.

"Well, I have a theory... " she continued. "A theory that flips everything we know on its head! By measuring the pixels of other flags, I've been able to deduce that the skeleton has the same if not similar structure as humans have! And given that humans have a rather solid constitution underneath their fleshy bodices, I have come to one irrefutable conclusion! Skeletons… are actually,.. the genetic ancestors of humans! Neat, huh?"

You felt the need to correct Papyrus, seeing as how she was wrong despite being so close to the truth, but realized it ultimately didn't matter. After all, it was just a theory… a bare bones theory, but a harmless one as long as she didn't find out the truth. You wondered exactly what she'd do if she did find out - hopefully not try to 'rescue' the skeleton sitting inside you.

Pushing that thought from your mind, you decided to compliment Papyrus's collection of toys and figurines. You told her that they were well-polished and looked quite expensive.

"Why thank you, but they did not cost a thing!" Papyrus replied. "They were given to me as a gift by a very special someone whose name starts with 'S'."

Knowing where this was going, you asked if it was someone you knew.

"Of course! Everyone knows Santa Claus!" Papyrus replied. "That is, assuming that you've been a good little boy, girl, or otherwise."

It turns out you had your map completely upside down.

"But, even if I know all his toys are built for free by magical immortal elves, I still make sure to send him a thank you note every year!" Papyrus continued. "Oh, that reminds me! Just two years ago, Santa got me this special book!"

Papyrs reached into a drawer beside the car bed and took out a little black book.

"It's called 'How to Date: A Guide for Misanthropes, Misanthropods, and Misanthropologists'," Papyrus explained, flipping through the pages. "I've never needed to read it before now, but now we can use it to get ideas for date activities! Let's see… skating… sharing frozen treats… hand holding… eating spaghetti together… puzzle solving… these are all terrible date ideas!"

Curious, you asked why that was.

"Well, we did all those things earlier, and we weren't dating," Papyrus pointed out. "If we are going to do something on our date, then we need to do something special and unique!"

She quickly returned to reading through her book.

"Ah, here go! Here are some things I haven't done with anyone before!" she said as she finally stopped on a page. "Snuggling, pillow talk, kissing, and sex!"

Surprised that your 'date' was escalating so quickly, you asked if she was really comfortable with this.

"Of course I'm comfortable! My armor is specially padded for comfort!" Papyrus replied before flipping through the pages of her book. "Now, let's see here… speaking of clothes, it says that when conducting 'intimate' dating activities, it is important to wear nice clothing to improve the 'mood' of the date. Well, I don't want to hurt the date's feelings, so give me one second to get dressed.

Papyrus quickly dashed into her closet and, one second later, reemerged wearing a loose fitting basketball jersey, jeans that looked like they desperately needed a belt, a baseball cap with the words 'Cool Dudette' written on the front, and… some basketballs on her arms?

"Well? How do I look?" Papyrus asked.

You said she looked… clothed, and very special.

"Good! That was what I was going for!" she replied before burying her nose back into her book. "Now… for snuggling, it says we need to get onto my bed and rub our bodies against each other. Sounds easy enough!"

She then hopped right onto her bed and you followed behind her.

"Alright, commence vibration!" Papyrus announced before rubbing against you like a malfunctioning massage chair.

"Well, human? How am I doing?" Papyrus asked.

You told her that, while she didn't lack in enthusiasm, she could use some improvement in her technique. You followed this up by volunteering to show her how it was done.

"Well, I don't see why not! Go right ahead and give it your best shot!" Papyrus replied.

In response, you gently turned her onto her side, slid up behind her, and gently wrapped your arms around her body. Her skin was surprisingly soft and warm for a 'skeleton', and her hair smelled oddly sweet. Wrapping your arms around her stomach, you took the opportunity to nuzzle your face against her neck while her tight rear pressed up against your groin.

"Aaaaah… this is… oddly relaxing," Papyrus sighed, her stiff spine loosening a little. "You're treating me so gently… and I feel so… safe."

Caressing her small breasts through her jersey, you told Papyrus that was one of the best parts of snuggling.

"You know… it's kinda funny… I touch my own breasts all the time, but when your fingers do it… it feels much more exciting~"

You grinded softly against her jeans and said exciting each other was half the point.

"Good… good to know!" Papyrus said, letting out a sudden moan as you nipped at her neck. "N-next up, according to the book… is pillow talk."

Trembling a little, she reached up to the pillow at the head of the bead and pulled it down into her arms.

"Hello! How was your day, Pillow?" Papyrus politely pondered.

The pillow wasn't much for conversation.

"It's okay if you're shy, please feel free to take as much time as you need!" Papyrus insisted as you continued cuddling her from behind.

The pillow simply did its best impression of a silencer.

"Well, I'm glad we had this talk!" Papyrus said before finally putting the pillow back. "That's how that was supposed to work, right?"

You told her that was much more a pillow monologue than pillow talk, which is much more of a conversation that takes place on or near pillows.

"Oh, that makes more sense," Papyrus replied as you spotted a blush on her face - from excitement or embarrassment, you couldn't tell. "Why don't you start us off again then?"

You agreed and complemented Papyrus on her beautiful white hair.

"My hair?" she asked, shaking a little.

You said yes, her hair. It was so silky smooth and well-kept. It was almost as soft to the touch as her adorable breasts, and smelled almost as sweet as she was.

"Thank you… I put a lot of work into it," Papyrus said proudly, blushing even more now. "It's my turn to compliment you now, isn't it?"

You told your amazing cuddlebones that was how it usually worked.

"Okay…" Papyrus sighed as she closed her eyes and let you continue exploring her fit body. "Human… I only met you yesterday… but you're one of the nicest people I've ever met… and you already mean so much to me… your hands make me feel like I'm about to fall apart… in a good way… and you have really nice eyes!"

You thanked her and told her that she was quite the fast learner.

"That's only because… I'm learning from the best!" Papyrus said, looking back at you with a smile.

Still playing with her body, you told Papyrus that couldn't be true - she couldn't learn from the best because she was the best.

"No… we're both the best!" Papyrus countered, her breathing growing harder. "The Great Papyrus and her equally amazing date!"

You agreed and pecked her lightly on the cheek.

"Oh! Was that one of those kiss things I've been hearing so much about?" Papyrus asked curiously. "That's next on the list, I believe."

You told her that was indeed kind of a kiss, but she'd have to face you if she wanted to try the real thing.

"Okay, but how is-" Papyrus began to say before you cut her off with your lips.

Her eyes widened at first and she looked around the room panickedly until she noticed the calm, relaxed look on your face. Deciding to place her trust in you, Papyrus closed her eyes and allowed your tongue to start exploring her mouth. Surprisingly, her mouth didn't taste like tomatoes or pasta at all - instead, it was more like sweet oatmeal, which drew you in more and more with its nostalgic taste. The skeleton's tongue, meanwhile, seemed the shy away from yours at first, before eventually returning its embrace and dancing alongside yours.

"Wow… that was… that was…" Papyrus panted as the kiss finally broke. "Like our mouths were cuddling! That was amazing!"

You thanked her and said that it was thanks to a lot of practice.

"And it shows!" Papyrus complimeted. "Now that we've gotten that out of the way, all that's left… is the sex."

You noticed how she glanced away at the word 'sex' and asked if she knew exactly what that was.

"Of course I do!" Papyrus replied, clearly insulted. "In fact, I was just thinking the same thing about you… so why don't you tell me what you think sex is we'll see if you're right."

You explained that sex is the mutual stimulation of two - or more - partners' genitals.

"Oh, yeah, I totally knew that," Papyrus insisted somewhat unconvincingly. "That, uh… would require us to remove our clothes, wouldn't it?"

You said that was traditionally how it was done.

"Okay, just… give me one second," Papyrus said, moving to take off her clothes before you stopped her. "Huh? What are you doing, human? Do… do you not wish to have sex?"

Papyrus quickly began sweating bullets, but you quickly assured her that was not the case. Instead, you offered to take her clothes off for her.

"I assure you, I know how to remove my own- oh! Oooooh!" Papyrus's surprised gasp quickly morphed into a moaned as you kissed her collarbone and slowly lifted up her jersey. This, along with her metal bikini and inexplicable basketballs, were tossed aside as your kisses continued down her chest and reached her ribcage.

"Ah! Careful!" Papyrus warned as you used your tongue to confirm that she did indeed have nipples. "You're… making me feel even more strange… than I already was!"

You slowed down and assured her that you would go at whatever pace she wanted you to.

"T-thank you…" Papyrus panted as she slowly calmed down. "Okay, you can keep going… just… be careful."

You almost assured her that careful was your middle name until you realized she'd probably take that seriously. So, instead, you reached down to her loose jeans and rubbed her twitching pussy lips through her pants.

"Ah! Say… this reminds me… of my favorite part of laundry…" Papyrus groaned as her hip bones involuntarily moved from side to side. "It's always such a pain when Sans makes me to it all… but sitting on top of the machine while it worked… made my bones feel like they were jello."

You told her that made sense, since she was just as sweet as jello.

"Is it okay… to put the pillow talk in during sex too?" Papyrus asked as you pulled down her pants and panties. "Sorry for asking… but this is my first time at this…"

You said that it was fine as long as she remembered the most important rule; having fun!

With that, you finally pulled apart her moist cuntlips and gave her a good, long lick straight to the pelvic bone.

"Ooooooh my gosh!" Papyrus gasped, her black and white pussy spasming as your tongue ran along her clit. "This… this is something new entirely! It's warm and wet like a washcloth… but so much stronger! And that spot… oh god, that spot!"

In between licks, you told her that 'spot' was called her 'clit', and you asked if she knew that that was.

"Well… I always knew that my little macaroni was sensitive… but I never put it together that it was for… stuff like this!" the skeleton girl replied, her spine shaking violently every time you gave her a lap.

You laughed and asked what she thought it was for.

"I… I don't know… like a belly button… but not on your belly, and an actual button?" Papyrus said between groans. "All that time I spent… waiting for a human to pass by my station… would have been a lot more interesting if I knew how good touching that could feel!"

You agreed but reminded her she wasn't the only one who was supposed to be having fun during this.

"R-right… let me… return the favor," Papyrus said before shifting around in the bed so she could remove your pants and reveal your hard cock. "My word! What… what on earth is this!? Is it… some kind of human mating bone!?"

That was one way to describe it, you told her.

"Ho, no wonder you are as big of a boner enthusiast as I am!" Papyrus said with a smile as she began stroking it. "I know I would be even more obsessed with bones if I had one dedicated to making me feel good! I mean, besides my funny bone, that is…"

You grunted a little as you felt her unlubed hand rub along the skin of your shaft. You quickly told her that this kind of thing usually felt best when your dick was wet.

"Oh, okay! Let me try this…" she said before trying to copy what you did with your own tongue.

Papyrus nervously rubbed her tongue around the tip of your dick and paid close attention to how you reacted. When she saw that you weren't disapproving, she tried to push more of it deeper into her mouth. It felt nice to feel the warm insides of her mouth rub against the end of your prick, but you let out a pained gasp as you felt her teeth scrape against your glans. You made sure to warn her to be more careful with her teeth.

"But… teeth are bones… and bones are awesome!" Papyrus relied, popping her mouth off your cock for a moment. "Are you sure you don't want them to touch?"

As sure as noses are made of cartilage.

"Alright, let me try again!" Papyrus replied, this time managing to get your dick even deeper inside her mouth. You could hear her try to ask how she was doing around your cock, but she was only able mumble and send pleasurable vibrations down your shaft.

When she finally realized her mistake, Papyrus popped her mouth back off and said "Well? Do you think it is wet enough yet?"

You nodded and told her that it was plenty wet enough to keep stroking, but told her that she was free to keep licking too. That did feel a lot better than her hands anyways, after all.

"Oh! Well, I want to make sure to be as good a date as possible…" Papyrus trailed off before continuing her bony blowjob.

In spite of the fact that she had never done anything like this before, Papyrus was able to take your dick into her throat with shocking ease. It seemed like she didn't even need to breathe - which would make sense since she claimed to be a skeleton, and skeletons don't breathe… even if she was clearly panting earlier.

You quickly decided that wasn't important enough to worry about and simply enjoyed the feeling of your beautiful date sucking your dick into her throat over and over again. When you were dealing with something like that, logic kind of became a secondary concern.

"Oh ho! I can tell by the look on your face that you're enjoying yourself a lot, human!" Papyrus said proudly, her small breasts pressed up against your legs as she looked up at you. "Should I keep going, or would you like to switch back to playing with my 'clit' thing?"

You told her that you wouldn't have to switch at all if you got into the 69 position.

"Sixty-nine?" asked Papyrus as she stroked your dick. "I don't know about that… I mean, where are we going to get sixty-seven more people for this on such short notice, or fit them all into this room?"

You decided to forgo explaining to her what that particular phrase actually meant and instead suggested that she lie down onto her back for something even better than licking.

"Okay, if you say so, human," Papyrus replied as she shifted position and laid her head down onto her pillow. "We're not going to take a nap, are we?"

You told her that you would indeed be 'sleeping' with her, there wouldn't be any actual dozing off.

"Oh… then what will you be doing?" Papyrus asked as you laid down on top of her soft body. "It's not like your mouth can reach my clit from all the way up here."

Rubbing the tip of your prick against her dripping pussy lips, you told her that you wouldn't need your mouth to please her anymore.

"Oh… oooooh!" Papyrus gasped as she finally realized what you were going to do. "Will… will that even work?"

You assured her that penetrating soft pussies like hers was what your penis was designed for, but you added that you could go back to licking instead if she really wanted to.

"Well… doing this if fun, right?" Papyrus asked, her voice wavering only a little bit. "And you said that having fun is the most important rule! So I say, 'go for it'!"

Easing the tip of your cock in a little bit in, you assured her that it would feel good for both of you, but for her it might be a bit uncomfortable for her if it's her first time.

"Oh ho! And that's where you made your mistake, human!" Papyrus replied, wrapping her arms around your back and kissing you lightly on the lips. "The Great Papyrus never backs down from a challenge.

You smiled at her assurances before finally thrusting your cock inside her, spreading her cunt-lips wide as her inner walls gripped down around you in shock and arousal.

"That was… that was… wow!" Papyrus gasped as she struggled to get used to being penetrated. "It's like… I suddenly gained an extra bone!"

You laughed and said that was one of the reasons people called this activity 'boning'.

"Wait, what!?" Papyrus gasped as you began to thrust. "You mean, this whole time I've been talking about boning and boners… I was unknowingly making sex puns!? Remind me to slap myself 413 times after this is over."

You simply told her you'd try as you gripped onto her shoulders and tried to thrust as hard as you can through her pelvic inlet, which sent her long hair flying everywhere with every strong movement.

"This is all still… so odd!" Papyrus grunted as her hips thrusted back at you reflexively. "Tell me… do humans on the surface… have sex like this… all the time?"

You told her that it was pretty common, but you didn't have the pleasure to experience it that much before coming to The Underground.

"Aww… why… why not?" Papyrus grunted, her body slowly relaxing. "If I were you… I would do this… all the time!"

Sighing a little, you explained that this was something that wasn't just reserved for dates, but for daters. As in, people who are in a relationship with one another."

"Oh my!" Papyrus gasped at this, blushing again as a whole new wave of tepidness washed over her. "So… if you're doing this with me… does that mean you want to date me? As like… a dater?"

You told her that you weren't entirely sure yet. She was cute, nice, and very fuckable, so you weren't against dating her.

"N-no need to lie to yourself, human…" Papyrus replied while her walls clamped down even harder around you. "I'm very good at reading faces, you know… and I can tell… you're head over heals for me!"

Surprised by her conclusion, you asked how she was so sure.

"Well… you were the one who asked me out on a date… and, no offense… but you weren't good at hiding how desperate you were," Papyrus continued, occasionally taking the chance to kiss you on the lips as your hips ground together. "I'm sorry to say this, but… I think I might just like you… as a friend… not a datefriend."

You told her that was completely fine, and it filled you with determination to see someone so honest with their feelings, even during sex.

"But… that doesn't mean we can't still go on dates every once in awhile… and have sex, right?" Papyrus asked, her black eyes looking up at you somewhat pleadingly.

You smiled and told her that you wouldn't mind one bit - that is, assuming you were still in The Underground by the time she wanted to date again.

"Oh, right… you want to escape back to the surface, don't you?" Papyrus asked awkwardly. "Well… as your friend who occasionally has sex with you… I promise to do my best to help you make it there… even if it costs me a place in the royal guard…"

You assured her that she didn't have to do that - you made it this far on your own, and you were sure you would make it back out on your own too.

"No… I understand now… fame is nothing compared to friendship… and it simply wouldn't be worth it if I let a person as amazing as you down!" Papyrus said, her thrusts picking up once again. "So please, human… let me do this for you… in a completely platonic way, of course!"

Agreed before thrusting one last time and blowing your bone-white load right into the skele-girl's womb… completely platonically, of course. Papyrus's body shook as well, but you couldn't quite tell if that was because she was cumming too or if she was just surprised.

"Oh… oh my god!" Papyrus moaned as she felt you fill her up. "Did… did you spring a leak or something, human? I… I can go get some tape or something if you need it… that's what I use when I have a leaky hose."

You assured her that everything was fine - you just had an orgasm was all.

"An… orgasm… is that a kind of organically grown asthmatic person?" Papyrus asked. "Will I be okay?!"

You told her to calm down and told her that wasn't the case at all. You explained that it was just… the end of sex, at least for a little while, and is usually considered the 'high point'.

"Oh… so I did good?" Papyrus asked, her face lighting up in happiness as you pulled out onto your seed spilled out onto her bedsheets.

You said that she did better than good - she did great.

"Of course I did! I am the Great Papyrus after all!" Papyrus said proudly as she hopped up out of the bed. "Oh hohohoho!"

You simply sighed in relief that you managed to pacify Papyrus without getting raped once, and began helping your new friend clean herself up.

"So, if you still plan on heading to the surface, that probably means you'll be heading through Waterfall," Papyrus said as she redawned her skimpy armor. "I can't go with you, unfortunately - I have to keep an eye on my lazy sister - but, I can give you my phone number so we can keep in touch the whole time!"

She quickly took out a bone shaped pen and scribbled 555-601713 onto it.

"Here you are, human!" she said, handing it to you. "Good luck, and feel free to call me anytime - platonically, of course."

You nodded your skull - er, head - and asked if there was anything else she wanted to do on your (now entirely platonic) date before you left.

"Well… have you ever played Battleship?"

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"Confound it!" Papyrus swore as you sunk her last ship. "How could I have lost? My strategy was so perfect… if I picked every space from top to bottom in sequential order, then I was bound to win eventually!"

You shrugged and told her that you probably just got lucky.

"Well, we will see who is lucky next time, human! But until then… I suppose this will be 'goodbye'!" Papyrus replied.

You told her goodbye as well and left her room, heading back down the stairs, past the pet rock (that hopefully wasn't traumatized from listening to you have sex with Papyrus), and out the front door back out to Snowdin.

"Hey there, kid," Sans suddenly said from behind the door - which really should not have been possible since the door was flat against the house a mere moment ago. "So, how'd the date go?"

You told her that it was a boneing good time, but you probably won't be around for a second one.

"... Leave the bone puns to the professionals, kid," Sans replied. "Still, it's good to hear that you two had fun. You know… you've been doing so much for my sister lately - you completed her puzzles, you gave her first date, and you even introduced her to a human. Today might actually be the best day she's had in a long time."

You assured her that it was it was no big deal.

"Trust me, giving my sister an honest smile isn't always the easiest thing to do," Sans countered. "And I think you deserve a little reward for that. How about you stop by Grillby's with me for a snack? My treat,"

You almost agreed to go with her, but then you realized that it might not be a good idea to take your soul into a crowded restaurant like that.

"Don't worry, if anyone asks, you can just say it's a heart condition," Sans replied. "Now follow me - you haven't lived yet until you've tasted Grillby's food."

You nervously followed her to a restaurant in the middle of town and walked inside. From the looks of it, it was just a normal bar - though, the patrons were anything but.

"Hey, Sans!" they all greet the instant they spot the bald skeleton.

"Hey, girls," Sans greeted back casually.

"H-hey there, Sansy~" a drunk bunny girl in a red dress asked as you both passed the booth she was hobbled over in. "You doing anything tonight?"

"Yeah - I've got a busy schedule of breaks and sleeping to do," Sans replied with a shrug. "Maybe next time."

"Aw…" the bunny woman groaned before lying back down and burying her face into her tits.

"Hey, Sans!" a girl with green skin, leafy hair, and incredibly sharp teeth greeted from the next booth. "Here for the usual, I assume."

"You assumed right!" Sans replied.

"Wait, weren't you in here for breakfast just a few minutes ago?" a fish woman asked from the bar.

"Nah, that was just a fast break," Sans replied, eliciting a few laughs from around the room.

"From what?" the fish woman asked.

"Breakfast, of course. You can't go too fast with those kinds of meals, or else you'll just break," Sans joked, causing even more laughs.

"Hey, Sans!" the two married dogi you met earlier greeted from a table on your left. By the looks of things, they were currently engaged in a poker match against Greater Dog and Doggo - and Greater Dog was dominating.

"Hey, girls," Sans greeted. "Having a rough night?"

"Yeah, just a little bit…" Dogamy replied. "But we still have a few treats left."

"Well, if you need a little extra luck, maybe I could take your girls's place," Sans offered. "I could be your 'wishbone', so to speak."

"No way!" Doggo immediately spoke up. "Sans has an unbeatable poker face! Letting her play is just unfair!"

"Doggo, you can't even see her face most of the time," Dogaressa pointed out.

"That doesn't mean that it isn't true!" Doggo countered.

"Maybe later then," Sans said as she went closer to the main bar, where you passed Lesser Dog playing a game of poker against… herself?

"Sigh… such is the life of a starving artist," she said as she pushed a bowl of dog food to the other side of her (empty) table. You sincerely hoped that this was just performance art.

"Hey, Sans, is that a date you've got there?" a woman with a green mohawk asked as she leaned on an old jukebox. "I can give you some romantic music if you want."

"Don't worry, we're just accomplices," Sans replied as you both finally reached the bar and took your seats on the ridiculously high bar stools. "No music necessary."

"Hey, girl, it's no problem, I've got you covered" the punk girl insisted before she tried hitting the jukebox with her elbow. In spite of the smack, the jukebox was not much for music. "Darn it… they make this look so much easier on TV."

As the punk girl kept hitting the music box in vain, a woman who appeared to be made entirely out of fire - and wearing a pair of glasses and what you assumed to be a flame-mentally-challenged black suit - walked up on the other side of the bar.

"Grillby wants to know what you're ordering," a woman with red hair, a yellow dress, and pink feathers all along her arms said to your left.

"Well, waddya want?" asked Sans.

You kindly asked for a veggie burger.

"Hey, that sounds like a great idea," Sans replied. "Grillby, cook us up two orders of burg."

Grillby responded by picking up two patties in her flaming hands and allowed them to sizzle.

"So, what do you think of my sister?" Sans asked as your food was cooked.

You told her that she was kinda cool.

"Yeah, you'd be cool too if you wore an outfit like that all the time," Sans replied, scratching her bulbous bony butt. "She's more than used to it, though. Otherwise, I doubt we'd live out here."

You were about to ask what brought Papyrus and Sans to Snowdin in the first place, but you were suddenly interrupted by two plates being placed in front of you.

"Grillby says 'eat up'," the harpy girl chimed in.

"Now there's some good life advice," Sans said as she reached into her jacket and pulled out a red bottle. "You want any catsup, kid?"

You nodded and took hold of the bottle - only for the cap to fall off and the entire contents of the bottle onto your burger.

"Whoops," Sans said, not sounding the least bit sorry. "Sorry about that, kid."

You told her that it was fine. You always wanted to eat an entire liquified tomato at once, and the fact that it was on your veggie burger only made it even veggier. Because, as everyone knows, tomatoes are vegetables and not fruits… at least, according to lawyers.

"That's the spirit, kid," Sans said before digging into her own meal.

You grabbed a few napkins and gently picked the burger up to eat. You brought the dripping buns up to your mouth for a good bite, but the second you pressed your teeth down, your ears were filled by an incredibly loud farting noise.

"You should be more careful with what you eat," Sans suggested as she finished her own food. "Some sickos put whoopee cushions in the patties sometimes."

You said that you couldn't possibly imagine who would do something like that.

"Me neither," said Sans. "Anyways, cool or not, you have to admit that my sister sure tries hard. Even though they've denied her application to the royal guard 321 times, she won't stop trying to get in. In fact, after about the fifth or sixth time she failed, Papyrus went over to the royal guard captain's house and demanded that she be let into the guard."

You asked how that went.

"Well, naturally, the captain just slammed the door since in was the middle of the night," Sans replied. "But when she woke up the next day, the captain saw Papyrus was still standing there outside. She was so impressed with my sister's dedication that she took her under her wing - or fin, in this case - for warrior training. It's still a work in progress, though."

You were actually a bit surprised at that - if there was one thing Papyrus seemed to be good at, it was combat.

"Grillby would like to know if you would like to order a drink," the harpy suddenly cut in again.

Surprised, you took out your driver's license and ordered a beer. However, the flaming woman simply handed your ID right back.

"Grillby says you're too young," the Harpy explained. "You have to be at least 61 to buy alcohol."

"Them's the breaks, kid," Sans said sympathetically. "But don't worry, I can get you a much more age appropriate drink.

She reached into her jacket and pulled out… yet another bottle of catsup.

You simply told her she could keep that one.

"Your loss," she replied before cracking the bottle open and swallowed all of it in one gulp. "Oh yeah, I just remembered something. I wanted to ask you a question."

You said that, as long as that was all she wanted to do, she was was free to lay it on you.

"Alright then." she said before suddenly grabbing you by the shirt and pulling your right over to her face. "Tell me… have you ever heard of a talking flower?"

Sweating enough bullets to feed a binding machine gun at an all-you-can-spray bullet buffet, you slowly nodded 'yes'.

"Ah… I see," she said before suddenly letting go. "So you know all about echo flowers."

Severely confused, you asked what an echo flower was.

"What do you mean? You just told me what it was - a flower that can talk," Sans explained. "Or, rather, a flower that can pick up the vibrations of people's voices and then recite them endlessly. They're really rather cool, and you can find them all over Waterfall. You can hear all sorts of stories from them, and according to my sister, there's one that gives her advice and encouragement. Predictions of the future, even. But of course, trusting a flower is never a good idea, is it?"

Blinking a few times, you asked why she pulled you in so close to ask that question.

"Well, so you can hear be better, of course. The only thing I like to repeat is my jokes, after all." Sans replied, once again causing the bar to laugh. "Oh, I just remembered - I'm flat broke. Would it be okay if you foot the bill. It'll only be a few thousand G."

You gasped and pointed out that she said this was all going to be her treat.

"Yeah, it was. And to be frank, I had a great time," Sans replied, much to your consternation. "I'm just messing with ya, kid. Grillby, put it on my tab."

She then got up from her seat and headed back towards the front door of the bar before suddenly turning around.

"Oh, by the way!" you heard her call out. "If you ever want to have a good time, call this number!"

She then took a gumball with a phone number written on it out of her pockets and tossed it to you - and with that, she left you alone at the bar.

Curious to see if this was Sans's number, you immediately dialed it and you were met by a monotone voice that told you what time it was down to the exact nanosecond, all spoken within a nanosecond.

You were starting to think that Papyrus wasn't the strangest member of her family anymore.

You pushed that from your mind, however, and tried to refocus on finishing the meal you almost paid for. You realized that using napkins to eat the burger wouldn't be very tidy or efficient, so you asked Grillby if she'd lend you fork.

"Yes," the red-feathered harpy answered for her, though Grillby didn't move to give you anything - utensil related or otherwise.

You asked what was wrong.

"Grillby wants to know if you want to be forked, or if you want to fork yourself first," the harpy clarified.

You told her/Grillby/them that you wanted to be forked, and you'd prefer it if she forked it over right there.

"Alright, kid, you asked for it," the Harpy said as Grillby picked up a fork and knife from behind the bar.

She then carefully removed the whoopee cushion from your burger, cut into it, and sensually brought a piece to your mouth. You were a bit afraid it was going to suddenly catch on fire and light up the inside of your mouth like a pyrotechnic spelunker but, surprisingly, it was just the right temperature. She then reached under the counter, pulled out a small chunk of potato, frenched it to fry it, and dipped it into some catsup before delicately sliding it into your mouth.

"Grillby says that one was on the house," the harpy added, throwing in her own wink since Grillby's eyes were hidden behind her glasses… assuming she had eyes.

You blushed so hot you wouldn't be let within fifty feet of fireworks stand - though that metaphor made you wonder how exactly someone made out of fire got a liquor license. You quickly thanked Grillby for the help, but you assured her that you could eat your food on your own.

"Grilby says that she has no doubt that you could, but your buns look seriously cold," the Harpy replied. "But, she also says that she's more than willing to warm them up for you… if you follow her to the back."

You had a very strong feeling that you were going to wake up the next morning with a burning sensation in your groin… but you hadn't died so far, so you figured you might as well try.

"Excellent," the harpy said as she drunkenly got up from her seat. "Follow us."

Grillby then put up a sign said 'Remember; stolen alcohol is still flammable alcohol' on top of the bar and led you and the harpy through a back door. The room inside appeared to be a massive microwave oven, with a rotating red bed in the center of it all. Of course.

"Grillby invites you to start taking off your clothes," the harpy said as she stumbled over onto the floor. "And she promises to treat your 'buns' with tender love and care."

You and Grillby both began to disrobe, which gave you a good look at the fire woman's incredibly hot body - though you probably didn't need to add that descriptor.

As you got an eyeful of her pert breasts and spicy thighs, you finally took the opportunity to ask how Grillby burned some things but not others.

"She only burns things she wants to - or people she doesn't trust," the Harpy explained, still lying there on the ground. "Or at least, that's what I think is the reason. To be perfectly honest, I've been just kinda making this up as we go along."

That stopped your hot rod in its tracks right as you started climbing up on the bed. Turning back to the bird woman, you asked why she was here at all if she couldn't actually translate for her.

"Well, even if I don't know what she's saying, I still saw the burning passion in her and set you two up, didn't I?" she countered. "Besides, this way… I won't have to fly myself home!"

You rolled your eyes and your body onto the bed as you decided to just see where this goes. As Grillby climbed onto the spinning mattress, you asked if she was sure she wouldn't hurt you. She finally gave you a direct reply with a simple nod, and while you would have preferred an explicit 'yes', it would have been a bit hypocritical of you to chastise someone for not 'talking'.

So, you let her reach her warm hands down and start massaging your body. Her skill at tenderizing meat truly began to show as her warm fingers relaxed your body, allowing you to trust yourself to her more and more. Eventually, those hands made their way all the way to your engorged dick, still hard and twitching from the food you just ate. With the skill and delicacy of a top tier chef, she began to slowly stroke you your dick up and down, bringing your pleasure up to a slow boil.

It didn't take long for the first drop of precum to drip out the tip of your cock, which landed on Grillby's arm and quickly sizzled. This was a little disconcerting to say the least, but you let Grillby keep going regardless - you figured you could survive a little steamy sex as long as you weren't the one steamed.

"Grillby says you've got quite the tasty looking hotdog there," the harpy added from the floor nearby, one of her wings gently caressing her groin. "She says that she would love to have a taste of it if she had a mouth. Wait… does she have a mouth? I forget…"

You simply smiled and told her that she looked tasty too - like a warm slice of tofu grilled to perfection - and that you'd love to taste her too.

Grillby leaned forward and proved that she did indeed have a mouth by kissing you on the lips. You forcefully shut your eyes to avoid being blinded by her flaming radiance and simply enjoyed the feeling of her strange mouth embracing yours. You could feel her tongue of fire lash out into your mouth and dance with yours, making you feel like you were drinking a glass of warm soymilk.

Her tongue was surprisingly aggressive as well, lashing out all the way to the back of your mouth as you gasped and tried to keep up. You could feel her warm bosom press up against your chest at the same time, setting your heart alight - metaphorically - as you imagined them pressed up against your prick. You had no idea being licked by a flame could feel so good.

Grillby seemed to have the same idea, and moved herself down towards your groin as soon as the kiss broke.

"Grillby says… you're free to get some oven-lovin' from her breasts whenever you want," the harpy said with a little hiccup. "Probably not during service hours… but you know what I- I mean, she means."

As the fiery nymph in front of you slowly moved her chest up and down along your cock, you asked the harpy why she was still guessing what Grillby wanted to say.

"I don't know… 'cause it's fun?" she replied, your dick still wrapped up Grillby's hot, busty blankets.

You decided to just ignore her for now and focused entirely on the burning-hot woman in front of you as she massaged you with her miniature suns. Her breasts weren't quite big enough to completely wrap around your dick, but made up for it with her quick, but sensual, pace. You kinda wished she could add some lube, but you had a feeling that wouldn't go very well.

"I'm not sure… but I'm pretty sure Grillby likes the feeling of your fire-pole against her chest," you heard the harpy say. "I know I always like to feel something nice and hard poking my tits…"

You had a feeling the harpy was right this time, as Grillby made sure to treat your rod like a fine souffle, she was so loving and tender with it. When you felt like you were starting to get closer, however, Grillby suddenly pulled positioned her groin over your tip.

"Grillby probably says that, if you really want to fire away, you should do it somewhere more… intimate," the harpy said, still feathering herself furiously. "I'm kinda jealous…"

You barely had time to let out a gasp before Grillby suddenly slid herself down your pole, taking you into her hot, tight depths.

"Mmm…. aaaah!" the harpy moaned next to the spinning bed as she pleased herself. "Er, I mean… that's probably her saying that right now… yeah, let's go with that."

You simply laid back onto the bed and grunted as Grillby began to thrust, wrapping you in the warmest pussy you'd felt in… forever! It was quite the refreshing change considering you'd been having so much sex in the snow lately. It was also much wetter in there than her breasts were, which felt nice but you also couldn't help but wonder if it was actually lava you were feeling or something else.

"Aaaaah! Yes, so good!" the harpy continued 'translating' for Grillby, moaning lewdly and shamelessly as the slapping of your hips filled the room. "Harder, fuck me harder!"

Deciding to finally push your frears to the sidelines now, you grabbed hold of Grillby's thighs and helped her pick up the pace. Her 'hair' flickered and swayed as pleasure wracked her semi-ephemeral body. She might not have been making much noise herself, but she was clearly heating up - even by her standards.

"I… I think she's getting close!" the harpy screamed just before she, you and (probably) Grillby all came at once. You fired rope after rope of your thick sperm into the bartender's burning cunt, only for it to boil away and seep out of her body as steam only a few seconds later.

Somehow, you didn't think you had to worry much about this woman getting pregnant.

"Ah… Grillby says that was great", the harpy girl sighed as the door to the bedroom popped open with a little 'ding'. "She says she hopes she'll see you around the bar… though, she still won't serve you drinks."

Pulling out of the sizzling cook, you said that was too bad because you were dead thirsty right then. Grillby might not have burned you, but you were still playing with fire, so you sweated up a storm.

"Ah! Well, that's too bad then," the harpy said, her feathers still dripping as you got dressed. "But if you're too young, you can't get a drink. Not even water."

You sighed, a little annoyed, but you assured them you would be fine since you had a feeling there wouldn't be a shortage of water where you were going next.

"What, leaving so soon?" the Harpy asked as she pulled herself onto the bed. "You're not going to leave me high and dry are you? I'm thirsty too, you know… and not just for water…"

Turning back to her, you pointed out she was drunk.

"I wasn't talking about booze either," she said, spreading her legs and showing of her slick pussy.

You sighed and told her that you weren't talking about that either. You just… didn't want to have fucking a drunk girl on your conscience.

"Aw… and here I was hoping I'd get basted…" the Harpy said, disappointed until Grillby suddenly climbed on top of her. "Oh… oh! I know that look!"

She quickly respread her legs and allowed Grillby to press her fingers into her exposed snatch.

"Ah! I… I don't need to know what you're saying to know… you're going to give me a great night!" the harpy moaned as the bartender laid on top of her, their breasts pressing together as Grillby continued fingering her.

Looking back at this incredibly lewd sight, you almost considered joining them. After all, it would be so easy to just slip your salami between those hot buns and get your hands on some delicious hot wings… but you decided to stay vegan in the end, partly out of the aforementioned wine-stewed turkey, and partly because you were pretty sure you'd be cooked next if you stayed in there much longer.

So, you left the two have their little flame together while you set your sights on your next target: Waterfall.

---

No Mercy

"My goodness, Master!" Mom gasped as she entered the hospital and got a good look at all the beautiful dolls you had collected. "You really weren't kidding when you said you had quite the collection! Not only did you manage to get a lot, but they're all so beautiful and high quality… I couldn't have asked for better breeding slaves!"

"Ooah! You must be one of Master's original fucktoys!" Buney said as she continued rubbing your dick with her feet. "It's so nice to meet you!"

"The same to you," Mom said with bow that caused her tits to jiggle nicely in her dress, a new boob-window showing off generous amounts of cleavage for your viewing pleasure. "I trust that you've all been treating Master well?"

"Of course! We make sure only to give them the best!" Buney said as slowly rose from your chair. "Oh? Have you finally had enough, Master?"

You didn't reply and simply walked over to Mom and gave her a big hug, pressing your face into her stomach as you absorbed her loving warmth.

"There there, Master…" Mom cooed as she hugged you back. "I missed you too~"

"Wow, it looks like they've really taken a shining to you!" Bon-Bon said as she walked over. "I'm more than a little jealous."

"Well, mothers do have a special place in their little ones' heart!" Mom replied with a smile. "Speaking of… I trust that they've bred you all like the rabbits you are?"

"Of course! I've learned by now that you should never underestimate Master's virility~" she replied. "And don't worry! I've been taking all the proper steps to make sure my sisters' pregnancies all go smoothly! That includes giving them the right diet, the right stretches, making sure not to fuck faster too roughly, etc."

"A woman after my own heart," Mom giggled at that. "I see you used to be the head doctor around here. I'm sure you know all kinds of fertility techniques~"

"Of course! I'm an expert of both lame safe sex and the fun kind of sex!" Bon-Bon replied proudly. "I'm probably responsible for more pregnancies in this town than anyone else - though, I have a feeling Master is going to change that very soon."

"On that, we can agree," Mom replied as you finally stopped squeezing her like an over-stuffed teddy-goat. "Would you mind discussing some of your techniques with me? I would love to get the chance to use them in the future!"

"It would be my honor," Bon-Bon said as she Mom both walked off together.

"Um, hello? Anyone there?" Bug called out from the front door a second later, nervously sticking her head inside. "Mom told me to head over here, but I'm not sure…"

"Woof woof woof!" Least Dog suddenly barked before bounding over to the butterfly girl and pinning her to the ground.

"Aaaaah!" Bug screamed, terrified as her face was attacked by the dog woman's tongue. "Please, don't eat me!"

"Don't worry, Leasty here is just being friendly!" Crackers assured Bug as she jumped down off your shoulder and ran over to Bug. "She loves meeting new sluts!"

"But does she have to do it… so aggressively?" Bug asked, drool dripping down her face.

"If you don't like her licking you so much, then why don't you push her off?" Booze asked drunkenly.

"Because then she might lick me harder!" Bug replied, still unmoving even as Least Dog's long tongue moved down to start licking Bug's chest.

"Wow - looks like we actually found someone who feels as small as we are!" Crackers cracked.

Booze paused a few moments before breaking out into laughter, gripping her sides as she fell onto her back.

"Ribbit, ribbit," Bitch ribbited as she hopped into the room as well, roughly meaning "Wow, look at all these dogs! It looks Like Master now has a pack of actual bitches… I hope that doesn't mean they don't need me anymore!"

You walked over to her and pet her on the head like one of your lowercase bitches, and told her that she wouldn't have to worry about that. There was no way you were ever going to ignore a girl with a tongue as dextrous as hers, or with a butt that cute.

"Ribbit, ribbit!" Bitch replied happily, meaning "Thanks, Master! That means a lot to me!"

"Wait, so you're a bitch too?" Inferior Dog asked curiously, as she and the other frog girls examined the Froggit. "Then hop on over here and we'll get you acquainted!"

"Ribbit, ribbit!" Bitch said eagerly as she jumped over and the ritual butt-sniffing commenced. You didn't bother trying to translate since you were distracted by another girl walking into the room - Carrot.

"Hello again, Master," the orange-skinned beauty greeted as she walked in. "It is so good to see you again! I've made sure to worship an effigy of you made out of celery and slightly-rinsed corn stalks while you were away, but… even that pales in comparison to the real thing!"

"Wait… is that… a walking carrot?" Bunnay asked as she and her sisters all turned towards door. "It is!"

They stampeded towards the girl so quickly and furiously that the whole room shook, knocking over a few lamps and an eternally inebriated mouse in the process.

"Wow, she looks so tasty!" Bunnyy said in amazement, a waterfall of drool running out of her mouth. "I want to make out with her so badly!"

"Oh, I want to do more than that!" said Buney said next to her, busily fingering herself. "I've fucked myself with a carrot before, but this… this would be a whole new experience!"

"As much as I appreciate the compliments, you need to remember why we're all here," Carrot nervously replied, motioning towards you. "You may all feast on me, but even I will be nothing compared to Master, I assure you."

"Maybe…" Bunnae said, nibbling on the girl's ear. "But you're the next best thing!"

As the horde of adorable bunny girls descended on the vegetable, you had a hard time deciding if you felt sorry for or jealous of her. So, you went with neither, and simply watched as the girls licked Carrot everywhere their tongues could reach.

"We- oh my! What do we have here?" Drone asked as she and a few other Swarm members walked into the room, still wearing the slutty clothing and piercings you gave them back at Home. "Another group of nearly-idantical girls who ravenously serve Master. It looks like we may have some competition."

You simply laugh and ask if they're feeling antsy about the lagomorphs taking their place in the harm.

"As if!" Drone scoffed in unison with the other Migosps. "They may have bubbly bunny butts, but we're so close-knit that we're unbeatable!"

They followed this up by forming a line in front of you and starting to dance, shaking their breasts at you in perfect harmony. You and your dick had to hand it to them - that was pretty hard to beat.

"Oh wow, that's amazing!" MA gasped as she walked up behind you. "Such amazing synchronization… could you do this before you met Master?"

"No way!" another member of The Swarm said as they kept dancing. "We used to bicker too much, and we had those annoying 'personalities' getting in the way. But thankfully, Master took that all away so we can serve them better! Thanks to them, we've never been closer!"

"Wow! Master is even more amazing than I thought!" your Advocate said happily, clapping her hands together. "I can't wait to see what else they can do during our travels!"

"Well, having one mind in multiple bodies isn't that impressive," Catty said with a scoff as she entered the hospital as well. "I was like that even before Master met me,"

"N-not that I'm downplaying Master's accomplishments…" Racks hastily added as she followed in behind her other eye. "I would never, ever think of doing that!"

"Hey, you're not trying to get yourself lower in the harem by insulting Master, are you?" Royal Slut asked, walking over to CattyRacks angrily.

"Well, what's it to you if I am!?" Catty asked angrily as she stared down at the petulant ice queen.

"Not that I like feeling small or low or anything…" added Racks.

"Well, there's only room for one here at the bottom, so try your best not to get on Master's nerves, okay?" said Royal Slut. "Or, if you do, just remember that you're still always going to be better than me."

"Pffft, as if I need reminding," Catty scoffed as she walked off and Racks said "Geez… I'll try my best."

"Hello, Master! It's been way too long! I'm sure you'll be happy to know the Wiggle Room has expanded from 21, to 70 Moldsmals, and they're all happily awaiting your return!" Cherry said as she slid into the hospital as well. "Man, all that rolling through the snow takes a lot out of you… do we have anything to eat here?"

"Of course!" IC quickly replied, ever eager to give someone her wares. "I call it 'Nice Cream'!"

"Oh, don't mind if I do!" Cherry said as she popped the entire blueberry bar into her mouth and turned blue for about a minute. "Mmmm, tasty!"

"Wow… I always knew that The Underground was full of conformists, but even I'm impressed by that," Frigid marveled as the jello girl ate more flavors and turned more colors.

"I guess you can say that you only saw… the tip of the iceberg before!" Slush said right before her friend gave her an appropriate spank on the rear.

"Well, I think that's everyone for now" Mom said as she shut the front door. "There are a few girls still running things back at the ruins, but I made sure to bring all your favorites!"

You smiled and thanked her for the effort.

"Oh, no need to thank me, my dear!" Mom replied. "It's my job to make my little Master as happy as possible, and that's not going to stop just because I've been away for a few hours~"

"She does have a point, you know" Cherry said as she sloshed her way back over to you. "We're all yours forever… and we plan on making every moment together as amazing for you as we can."

You decided to put that dedication of theirs to the test by asking what they thought you wanted next.

"Oh, I don't need to be possessed by your soul to know the answer to that" Cherry replied, her hands pulling down your pants and forming a tight, gelatinous cup around your prick. "Okay, girls, let's be sure to give them a good show!"

"Eeep! Oh no, wait!" Bug cried out as she was quickly tackled again by both Inferior and Least Dog. "B-but I just met you! I'm not completely ready yet!"

"Ribbit, ribbit!" Bitch said just before shoving her long tongue into the butterfly's mouth, meaning "Just ignore her - she's always sexier when she puts up a fight."

"Aw… but Master won't be able to see us…" Booze said sadly from the ground.

"That's okay! What we may lack in size, we can make up for in noise!" Crackers replied just before ducked down to lick her cousin's pussy. The squeaks she made were more than loud enough for you to hear, and sexy enough that you didn't mind.

But, even Booze's loud moans were quickly drowned out as the rest of your harem got to work fucking each other. The Swarm did what they did best and gave IC enough hot loving to melt a thousand ice cream bars. Most of your bunnies continued testing out fun alternative uses for carrots while your two ice birds feathered each other's clits.

"Careful now, everyone!" Mom spoke up as she broke a kiss from Bon-Bon. "Please enjoy yourselves, but remember to stay quiet! We don't want to spoil things for Master too early, do we?"

"Oh, sorry!" Racks apologized as she fingered her other pussy.

"I guess we can be a little quieter…" Catty said before her fingers in Racks' cunt suddenly sped up. "But if you think that means I'm going to go easy on you, you're wrong!"

"B-but I'm you!" Racks pointed out as she bit her finger to help stop herself from crying out to loudly.

"Excuses!" Catty counted as she kept going.

"Excellent! Now then, would all of Master's new slaves gather yourselves into one area? I want to make absolutely sure you're absolutely up to Master's standards~" Mom announced.

"Well, whatever your standards are, I guarantee I won't meet them… unless they involve sluttiness, I suppose," Royal Slut replied.

"Don't worry, that's most of the test," Mom giggled as she picked the smaller girl up and began playing with her.

"D-darn it... " Royal Slut moaned impotently. "Just… don't be gentle with me, okay?"

"No promises~" Mom said, tweaking the girl's nipple as the other Snowdin Sluts gathered around.

"Ah, I see you're getting close already, Master!" Cherry observed as she kept stroking your dick. "You're getting excited from seeing so many of your girls fucked at once, aren't you? Well, don't worry - I promise that not a single drop of your cum is wasted while you watch~"

---

By the time Mom finally finished fingering, fucking, and finagling your new girls, you had finished three times - and each time, Cherry made sure to pipe your thick sperm into the waiting mouths and pussies of each of your slaves. Your Snowdin Slaves had all more than outpaced you in the orgasm department, however, as Mom masterfully forced them to cum over and over again.

"I… I can't feel my fingers…" Slush groaned, her ass in the air and tears running down her face.

"You don't have fingers… remember?" Frigid pointed out next to her, in a very similar state.

"Oh yeah… that makes me feel… a little better," Slush replied.

"Wow, she really fucked the brains out of them!" said Drone as she and the other Migosps laughed cattily. "I guess we all got a good reminder of why she's one of Master's favorites!"

"Oh please, you're making this old woman blush~" Mom replied, covering her rosy cheeks with juice-covered hands. "So, now that we've all caught up, Master, should we prepare to help you spread your LOVE to the rest of the town?"

You assured her that would happen in due time, but first you wanted to meet with a certain skeleton one last time.

"Huh? I don't get it," Bon-Bon replied in confusion. "Doesn't that just give the townsfolk more chances to escape?"

"Yeah… but Master seems to have a thing about corrupting innocence. I should know… they did the same thing to me," Bug said with a blush. "And when Master wants to do something… or someone… it's just about impossible to stop them."

"Oh, I think we all know that one, dear," Mom said with smile. "Very well then - we'll be here if you need anything. Stay safe, except for sex, and be sure to have lots of fun!"

You nodded and told her that your fun values would be off the charts, or at least between 90 and 100.

"Goodbye, Master!" your slaves all called out at once as you left the room and entered the chilly cavern air. You didn't know exactly where Papyrus was,, but you had a feeling that you'd find her soon enough if you just kept heading east.

Eventually, you wandered into what seemed like a perpetual and locationally locked snow storm and spotted her adorable form silhouetted through the snow.

"Human!" the skele-girl suddenly shouted, pointing a finger down towards your face. "You may have solved all of my puzzles, but this time… the snow boot is on the other foot! This whole time you've been providing me clues to your real identity, and now I believe that I finally have enough to guess your name. It is… Frisk!"

Confused and tilting your head, you asked how she even got to that conclusion.

"Why not?" asked Papyrus. "I mean, during each and every one of those clues, you've been more than a little frisky."

Still unconvinced, you asked how in the world she got 'Frisk' from 'KTBARP'.

"Oh, you mean that's not how you spell it in the human world?" Papyrus asked. "Next you'll tell me you actually spell 'armageddon' with an 'r'! So, did I get it right?"

You simply smiled and nodded your head.

"Wow… I… I did it! All my practice with those crosswords finally paid of!" Papyrus said triumphantly, jumping up and down and clapping her hands together in the snow. "So, what did I win? Do I get to capture you now, Frisk?"

You shook your head 'no'.

"Aw… then… do I at least get some kind of consolation prize?" she asked.

You smirked and told her that you might be willing to give her one in a more romantic setting.

"Wait… are you… gasp! You're asking me out on a date, aren't you?!" Papyrus gasped in shock.

You said sure, why not. After all, it would be nice to actually take a girl to dinner first before showing her your bone.

"Well then, we'll need to go somewhere with an extra romantic atmosphere… I know, my bedroom!" Papyrus said excitedly. "We can play with toys, and read comic books, and do date things, and order food- wait, no, Grillby won't deliver to our house anymore after the treadmill incident… so, we'll just have to go there instead! Follow me, human!"

She quickly led you through some tunnels that you guessed your bunnies helped make back to the center of town, where the quaint wooden restaurant was located.

"This place may not be as awesome as my room, but I'm sure you'll still have a good time!" Papyrus assured you as she politely held the door open for you. "After all, this is where Sans takes all her dates!"

You were more than a little surprised that Sans could get anyone to date her and demanded to know who would have such low standards.

"Someone named 'Meemyselfphandae'," Papryus replied. "I've never seen her in person, though. She must be shy!"

Well, that explained a lot.

"Now then, let me get you a seat!" Papyrus said, leading you and your soul inside to the main bar. As you took your seat on one of the high stools, you made sure to summon a few slaves with your mind to stake out the building in case you needed a little extra… muscle.

Standing behind the bar was a tall woman, about as tall as Papyrus, made completely out of fire and wearing a nicely tailored suit. She was presumably the titular 'Grillby' - but, even if she wasn't, she certainly earned the title of titular with those massive tits her black vest was holding back. You were certain that they'd glow even if she wasn't made out of flaming air.

"Uh… Grillby would like to say that her breasts are not on the menu," a harpy woman with a yelllow dress, red hair, and pink feathers cut in a few seats away. "But, you're free to order anything that is."

"Hmm, let's see… do you happen to have any oatmeals?" asked Papyrus.

"Grillby says 'no'," the harpy responded. "But she does have some cereal."

"Cereal!? Those lactose-laden bowls of nightmares!" Papyrus gasped dramatically. "As if I would ever eat so childish!"

"Grillby says that she's got some with marshmallows in it," the harpy added.

"... Okay, maybe as a side," Papyrus conceded. "And what about you, human?"

You told her that you'd like to eat some chicken. You didn't eat meat, but that wasn't why you were asking.

"Chicken?" the harpy asked in confusion. "Oh, that's a kind of food from the human world, isn't it? What's it made out of?"

You leaned over, looked her dead in the eye, and explained it was made out of a small, pathetic bird.

"Oh, uh… I don't think Grillby can make that for you," the harpy replied nervously.

You told her that was fine - you'd just make it yourself.

"Wait, what are you- ah!" the harpy girl screamed as you pushed her onto the floor and tore off her dress. "Wait, stop! What are you doing!? I didn't say you could lick me like that, and neither did Grillby!"

You simply ignored her while the mermaid woman that was in the seat next to her whistled and said "Say… you're not in the mood for halibut too, are you?"

You simply pulled her down and tore off her clothes as well, sending them both into forced screams of ecstasy as you ate out their tight pussies.

"Huh, that's an… interesting alternative eating style you've got there, human," Papyrus said nervously. "Try not to get anything in your teeth…"

"Wow, uh, would you look at the time!" a woman with grey gerbil ears, a green mohawk, and a black leather jacket suddenly exclaimed. "I just realized that I'm late for Chilldrake's and Lesser Dog's Alternate Alternative Substitute Replacement Other Art Studio, so I really should get going…"

You didn't even turn as the green-haired woman made a dash for the door. Instead, you just lined up your dick with the harpy's dripping pussy and told her that if she went outside, she wouldn't have legs to run on by the time she got home.

"Uh… maybe I can be late just this once," she said after stopping in her tracks. "Aw man… why did I have to be one of the only monsters to show up today…" she mumbled to herself.

"Not to be rude to my date or anything, but that was a kind of a mean thing to say to her," Papyrus pointed out while you relentlessly pounded the writhing bird woman in front of you. "I mean, you don't even know if her legs come off in a comfortable fashion, and you didn't ask if it was okay for you to take them off."

You told her that must have slipped your mind in between shoving your rod against the harpy's defenseless womb.

"P-papyrus!" the harpy woman moaned as she kicked at you uselessly in an attempt to stop you from ravaging her cunt. "You… have to do something!"

"N-no you don't!" the slightly-homely mermaid countered, her cunt clamping down tightly around your probing fingers. "I don't care if it's rape… this is the first time I've gotten laid outside the love hospital in years!"

"Well, uh…" Papyrus stumbled as she took out a small book out of nowhere and flipped through the pages. "It says here in my 'How to Date' book that you shouldn't try to stop your date from eating something… they might think that you think they're fat, and that's no way to think at all."

"B-but what about me!?" the Harpy screamed, a small orgasm rocking her body and sending shivers down your cock.

"Well… I can get you a glass of water if you want," Papyrus replied over the sounds of slapping flesh. "Oh, wait, I forgot my ID in my other bikini…"

"Th-that's not what I- gyaaaaaaah!" your new Birdbrain shouted at the top of her lungs as your dick throbbed inside her, filling her with rope after rope of your thick seed.

"Aw, but I wanted some too…" the mermaid complained before you pulled out of the harpy and finished inside your new Fishstick. "Yes! Oh fuck, there's so much of it!"

"Wow, that's a lot of swearing…" Papyrus said awkwardly to herself as Grillby put a bowl onto the bar counter. "Oh, it looks like my food is here! Would you like some, Frisk?"

Finally finishing your load, you pulled out of the mermaid and told her that you might as well have a taste.

"Great! I'm sure you'll like it much more than… whatever that was," Papyrus said, clearly avoiding looking at the well-fucked girls lying on the ground. "Now open wide!"

You did so and your tongue was promptly met by the taste of sugar and fake milk, both very sweet.

"Well, what do you think?" Papyrus asked curiously.

You told her that it was good, but you personally preferred your milk warm.

"Oh, well, perhaps Grillby here could help you with that!" Papyrus suggested.

You agreed, picked up the bowl, slurped down as much soy milk as you could, and forced Grillby into a powerful kiss. She reacted very shocked and tried her best to heat herself up and burn away your invading tongue. One stern look into her shiny glasses stopped her in her tracks, however – a startled glance the glass of water you held in your hand let her know that if she burned you, you'd burn her ten times worse. Metaphorically, of course.

So, you were able to push the milk you slurped up into her mouth unopposed, which she nervously warmed up to a comfortable temperature and gave it right back.

"Well, I suppose that's one way to do it…" Papyrus admitted. "Though, now I'm left with milkless cereal… oh well, at least I've still got the marshmallows!"

And you still had your adorable little firecracker to have fun with, which you promptly did by grabbing her by the collar and pulling her onto the bar.

"Uh, I don't think she wants you to do that…" Papyrus said as you tore off Gillby's clothes and exposed her hot breasts.

Taking a moment to lick one of her sizzling tits, you pointed out to Papyrus that she hadn't told you to stop.

"Well, yes, but she hadn't told you to keep going either," she countered.

Moving on to the fire woman's pants, you explained that her saying 'yes' didn't matter. All that mattered was that she didn't say 'no' - though, chances were you would keep going even then.

"That sounds… a little, uh… wrong," Papyrus said tepidly, saying that last word so weakly that you could barely hear it. You simply ignored her and thrust your hips forward, spearing yourself into one of your hottest pussies yet. "I mean, I'm not exactly the expert about this kind of thing, but something tells me that you should be nicer to people than this."

You asked her why that was, all while you forced your hot rod deeper and deeper into Grillby's depths.

"Well, because we all should, of course!" Papyrus said confidently. "Anyone can be a good person if they just try hard enough!"

In between violent thrusts of your long dick into the trapped woman underneath you, you gasped and asked if Papyrus was suggesting that you're a bad person.

"Of course not!" Papyrus replied, still not trying to interrupt the violent rape in front of her. "It's just that… you're not as good of a person you could be, and I want to see you at your very best!"

Curious, you asked her what you would be like at your 'best', all while your balls began heating up towards your orgasm.

"Well, it's simple, really! You'd be kind and courteous to everyone you met, and you'd try to make everyone as happy as you can!" Papyrus explained. "Assuming they want you to make them happy. I learned the hard way that trying to force that on someone usually isn't a good idea…"

You disagreed and said that force was probably the best way to make someone happy. After all, you hadn't met a single woman yet that didn't thank you after giving them a good fucking.

"Wait… you mean you've done this before?" Papyrus asked.

You grunted as you pumped your steaming load into your Spicy new slave, and confirmed that this definitely isn't your first time teaching a girl to obey your dick. And, as you pulled your cock back out slowly and your molten sperm poured out onto the countertop of the bar, you told her that you didn't plan on stopping anytime soon.

"Oh no… this is worse than I thought!" Papyrus gasped. "You're not just not good… you're… you're acting bad!"

Raising an eyebrow, you asked how that could be when what you did felt so good.

"That's just your mean feelings talking, Frisk!" Papyrus insisted. "But… even if you're this bad, I still have hope in you, human! I still want you to be the best person you can be, and I promise to help with that!"

Laughing, you asked her how she planned to do that.

"By dating you as hard as I can, of course!" Papyrus replied. "According to movies and books, all I need to change bad people like you is the power of love, and those things are never wrong!"

You laughed once more and agreed to give her a shot.

"Thank you human! I promise to utilize this shot to strike you through the heart with an arrow full of love so big, it'll turn your entire life around!" Papyrus exclaimed before noticing your soul. "Er, not that I have any real arrows, of course."

She then flipped through her dating booklet again to try and find good dating advice.

"Let's see here… it says that hand holding is a good traditional dating activity that helps establish closeness without pushing things too far," Papyrus read out loud. "That's good! I'd rather not push anything at all, unless it's a rock to solve a puzzle… and only after asking it politely first!"

She then cleared her throat, coughing into one of her bony hands.

"Human, may I hold your hand?" she asked politely.

You humored her and nodded 'yes'.

"Excellent! At this rate, we'll make it to handbook holding in no time!" Papyrus exclaimed excitedly. "Now, it says here that another good activity for people just dating is dancing. That sounds like fun, but there isn't anything here dance to."

"I-I can help with that!" the mohawked girl quickly cut in, clearly angling for your mercy. How adorable. "Let me just hit this and… come on, you piece of junk!"

You simply walked over to her and elbowed the machine yourself, which caused it to switch instantly to an upbeat rock piece with mild reggae and jazz undertones.

"Oh! Well, good job there, kid!" the gerbil woman said nervously. "I guess you won't need me anymore the-"

You grabbed her with your free hand and told her that was nonsense. After all - two is company, but three's a party.

"Funny, my sister says the exact same thing when I hang out with Undyne!" added Papyrus.

"Uh, don't worry, that really isn't necessary…" the mohawked girl tried to insist.

You said that if it was because she didn't know how to dance, that wasn't anything to worry about. You could show her how to do one of your favorite moves - the Dance With No Pants.

"That won't be necessaaaaaah!" the mohawk woman screamed as you pushed her onto her hands and knees, pulled off her leather pants, and hildred yourself inside her.

"Hey, I thought I was going to be your dance partner!" Papyrus said somewhat jealously.

You patted the skeleton girl on the shoulder and assured her that she wouldn't get in the way. You demonstrated this by shaking your hips from side to side, dancing while simultaneously fucking the gerbil girl's tight snatch.

Papyrus stared nervously before flipping through her date book again.

"It says here that, if I want to get in your good graces, that I should be as accepting and open to experimentation as possible," Papyrus announced. "But since I don't want to do any science projects, I might as well give give this threeway dance a shot!"

"S-seriously!? You're just going to let this human… have their way with me?" the mohawk girl moaned, her walls only barely able to contain your massive length.

"W-well… I can't expect them to stop being bad instantly," Papyrus murmured as she moved in time with the music. "They have to take baby steps! Or, rather, dancing steps in this case."

"D-dammit… where… is Sans when you need her?" the girl below you moaned as she struggled uselessly and accidentally fucked herself on your dick even more.

"Yeah, it is kinda odd that we haven't run into her here," Papyrus mused, interrupting her attempts to think up dance moves that weren't skeleton related. "Maybe she finally decided to clean her room…"

You told Papyrus that you sincerely doubted it, but there was a chance she couldn't hear it over the moans of the woman stuck beneath you. By then you were focusing almost all your energy on drilling the defenseless monster girl in front of you, giving her a better workout than any wheel could as you fucked her as hard as you could.

"Well, people can change, you know!" Papyrus insisted even as you raped what felt like your hundredth girl. "Even someone like her! Or… someone like you!"

You just laughed and told her the only thing you changed was which pussy you fucked.

"No, don't say that!" Papyrus gasped. "I'm sure I'm getting to you already on some subconscious level… or maybe on a level that's in the sub-sub-subconscious's basement."

"I… I hope there's an express elevator up from there!" the gerbil girl stuttered, prompting you to slap her hard on the rear and cause her cunt to clamp down even tighter. "Aaah!"

"Hey, don't hit her!" Papyrus chastised. "Uh, please?"

You told her that you were just doing another dance move called the Rosy Cheeks, and proceeded to keep slapping the gerbil woman's tight rear over and over again.

"Oh… well then, continue on!" said Papyrus.

"You… have got… to be kidding me!" the gerbil woman panted in between slaps before an orgasm suddenly rocked her body in time with the rock music. "Oh fuck!"

You kept on thrusting throughout her entire orgasm, making sure that she knew very well who and what was responsible for her orgasm. As finally slumped to the floor and began doing the classic dance move The Immobile Worm, all you had to do was give her a new name.

Well… those ears of hers kinda looked like horse ears too… so how about Whorse?

Eh, why not, you'd probably move on to someone else in just a few minutes anyways.

"Well? Do you feel rehabilitated yet?" asked Papyrus.

You stretched your arms out and said that you felt reinvigorated, if nothing else.

"Well, that's good to hear!" Papyrus cheered. "This calls for a celebration! Now, what do you do to celebrate with your date…"

Papyrus quickly flipped through her book once more.

"Ahah! Here we go… it says here that drinking together is usually a pretty popular choice," Papyrus read. "How does that sound, Frisk?"

You said that sounded like fun, but you doubted that it would quench your lust.

"Well then, we'll just have to get an extra large drink for it! Be sure to put this on Sans's tab, Grillby!" Papyrus said as she reached over the bar and filled two glasses with water at the sink. "Now, it says here that drinking is usually done in groups of at least three people to help ensure moderation... but I don't think any of these girls are in any condition to ingest anything other than air."

Papyrus scanned the room for anyone she might have missed, and eventually spotted what looked to be another bunny girl in a short red dress sitting in a booth by the door. You wondered why she hadn't spoken up or tried to flee yet, but then you saw the look on her face. It was clear she had been drinking for a while already - and not just the water that Papyrus was taking to the table.

"Hello there, Bumble!" Papyrus greeted as she sat down. "Mind if we drink with you?"

"Wha? Huh?" she grunted as she scraped her face of the table and looked around. "Oh, hey, Papy… sure, you can sit with me… hmmm, wait a sec… who's your friend there?"

"This is Frisk!" Papyrus quickly introduced. "They're a human from the surface, and I'm taking them on a rehabilitation date!"

"Oh, so they're taken?" the bunny girl asked, sounding a bit disappointed. "That's a shame… I haven't seen a vegetable that tasty in quite a long time~"

You thanked her and said that she was quite the fluffy ball of cotton herself before taking a drink from your glass.

"Why thank you~" Bumble replied, her face bright red either from the acute alcohol concentration in her body or from bashfulness. "You said that this was a 'rehab' date… is that why you're only drinking water?"

"Oh no, it's a rehabilitation date because Frisk here keeps on hurting people!" Papyrus casually replied, causing the bunny to spit out the beer she was drinking like a hyperventilating sprinkler.

"H-hurt people?" Bumble stuttered as you raised one of your feet and used it to caress the bunny's inner thigh.

"Yeah, they keep assaulting women in a very sexual manner," Papyrus explained, Bumble's body trembling as you pressed one of your toes against her panty-clad groin.

"Y-you don't say," she replied, trying and failing for force your foot back out from underneath her skirt.

"Yep!" Papyrus replied just as your gracefully managed to hook your toe underneath Bumble's panties and pull them off. "But don't worry, I am already on the case turning them back into a good person!"

"A-are you sure they were ever good to begin with?" Bumble asked, drunkenly fumbling with you to try and get her panties back and accidentally grinding her pussy against her seat in the process.

"Of course I am!" Papyrus replied, still completely unaware of what was going on right in front of her. "Everyone is good on the inside, you know! And I'm not just talking about our bones! Oh, say, human! When did you get a coaster?"

You looked at the pair of black panies that were now sitting underneath your drink and you told her that you just found it. It wasn't being used for anything useful so you thought, why not just take them?

"Well, I guess that makes sense," Papyrus replied. "I do the same thing whenever I see something I want down at the dump."

"Y-you don't say…" Bumble moaned as your food made contact with her bare bunny snatch.

"Say! Aren't you going to drink with us?" Papyrus asked while the toe of your shoeless foot twirled Bumble's exposed clit. "It said in my book that we need to drink in a group!"

"I'm… not feeling very thirsty right now," Bumble replied, her juices now slicking your toenails. "In fact… I would like to go home if I could!"

"But that would ruin our celebration!" Papyrus complained. "Can you at least stay until we're done with our drinks?"

"I… I'm not sure if I can make it…" Bumble replied, now panting as you moved your foot more and more roughly against her cunt. "I'm feeling… so dizzy!"

"Oh dear! Grillby's stuff must be powerful then! I'll be sure to pace myself accordingly…" Papyrus said before raising her glass of water and drinking it one drop at a time, all while Bumble kept soaking her side of the booth.

Smiling, you said that you were going to get something much tastier than water to drink and quietly slipped underneath the table.

"Oh, is there a ultra mini bar down there?" Papyrus asked curiously. "Be sure to get me something too!"

You told her you'd see what they had as you pushed Bumble's legs apart and began lapping at her slit.

"Aaaaah!" the bunny girl moaned at the first lick, her folds twitching as you assaulted her cunt. "Oh god… everything's spinning…"

"Hmmm…" Papyrus mumbled to herself as she flipped through her book again. "You're not having a 'hang over' right now, are you? Do you need a clothesline to assist you with it?"

"No, I-ah!" Bumble screamed, her plump thighs wrapping around your head like earmuffs. "That's… not… what's wrong…"

"Well then, what do you need?" Papyrus asked as the bunny girl squirmed some more.

"I… need… water!" she gasped right before she grabbed hold of your old glass and used it to douse herself in a desperate attempt to cool down.

"Oh my! That wasn't very polite!" Papyrus scolded as your tongue finally relented. "That was my date's drink, you know!"

Speaking up from under the table, you said that was fine - she could just come down and make it up to you.

"Wait, what are you - aaaah!" she gasped as you pulled her underneath the table.

"Oh, so you're going to have her buy another drink for you down there?" asked Papyrus innocently. "That would be very kind of her!"

"No I-mmmm, mmmm!" Bumble mumbled as you silenced her with a hand, pushed her onto the bar floor, and forced your cock deep inside her.

"Oh, are the miniature drinks expensive or something?" asked Papyrus. "Then maybe Frisk would settle for a micro drink instead."

"Mmmm, mmmm!" Bumble gasped desperately as her walls clamped down around your prick and you began thrusting in and out. You honestly didn't care about Papyrus finding you out, but her ignorance amused you almost as much as this girl's amazing snatch did.

"Well, you two take as much time as you need… I don't think I'll be finishing my drink anytime soon." Papyrus said before she returned to drip-drinking from her glass.

"Mmmm, mmmm!" Bumble cried out before her body finally went limp, giving up completely as you ravaged her body for the next few minutes. When you finally came inside her, her only reaction was to let out another long moan as her eyes rolled back in her head before she went completely limp.

With your new Bun Bumble… no, your new Bun-Bun added to your harem, you pulled back out, put your clothes back on, and took your seat once again.

"So, did you get your new drink?" Papyrus asked once you resurfaced.

You told her that you did, but you finished it under the table.

"Oh, it must have been pretty good then! But… where did Bumble go?" she asked before looking back underneath the table. "Are you still picking out your… gasp!"

"Uhhh…" Bun-Bun groaned, her legs twitching as she laid in a pile of sweat and sperm.

"There weren't any drinks down there!" Papyrus gasped. "You just did that to do the assaulting of the sexual kind all over again!"

You simply shrugged and said that you were under the influence of water, so it wasn't your fault.

"No… I don't believe that!" Papyrus proclaimed before climbing on top of the table. "You have responsibility for your actions! And you can do truly wondrous things too - like buy fruit and trip in the snow - but only if you truly want to, human!"

You simply placed your hands behind your head and said that maybe you didn't want to do any of those 'wondrous' things. Maybe the only thing you liked doing was finding new girls to fuck, rape, and plant your seed into.

"Don't say that!" Papyrus said. "You may not believe in yourself, but I do!"

She flipped through her dating guide one last time.

"Alright… it looks like I am going to have to pull out all the stops and, subsequently, let all the doors slam shut - metaphorically or otherwise!" she announced. "If I am going to rehabilitate you, I am going to have to pull out my dating special move!"

Papyrus then closed her book, clenched her fists, and let out a long grunt as her dating power began to swell. The force of her swirling dating power was so strong that it shook the table, knocking over the salt and pepper shakers from their rocket-themed holders and sending the paper napkins flying like incredibly lame confetti. Naturally, this sent her long white hair flying everywhere as well, sending it into her eyes and mouth - but she braved through it, regardless.

Once she gathered as much date power as she could, she concentrated it all into her chest before finally… leaning down and kissing you lightly on the lips.

"There! The ultimate dating activity!" Papyrus said triumphantly. "Are you rehabilitated yet?"

Your response was to simply kiss her again.

"Oh, you want more?" she asked, laughing nervously. "I suppose I could spare a few more kisses…"

You kissed her again, and again, and again, before finally trying to snake your tongue inside her mouth as well.

"Th-that might be going a little too far, hu-"

Papyrus didn't have time to finish her sentence before you kissed her once again, this time making sure your tongue touched her.

"B-back off!" she insisted, pushing you away. "I… I know we're on a date right now, but I'm not sure if I'm ready for more…"

You feigned shock and doubted her commitment to rehabilitating you.

"Well, I guess you have a… no! I can't let you just have what you want!" Papyrus countered, much to your surprise. "You need to learn to resist… to be a good person once and for all! This is finally your chance, Frisk! Do the right thing!"

You smiled, got up from your seat, and stepped closer to her.

"Oh… are you going to give me a hug of kindness and friendship?" she asked nervously.

You did, indeed, hug her. And, a second later, you forcefully tossed her on top of one of the booth tables.

"Wait, stop!" Papyrus begged. "You still have a chance to save yourself… become a better person!"

Papyrus's skimpy clothes looked nice on her, but they were in your way, so you tore them off.

"I… I still believe in you!" she called out even as you lined yourself up with her adorable little pussy.

You thrust yourself inside her with no hesitation. You weren't quite sure if she was actually a virgin, but she sure felt like one - and not just because she was so tight. It was also because you knew you were ruining innocence right now… claiming her as your own as you fucked away her bright views about the world.

"Ah! That… that sex bone thing! It's so big!" Papyrus groaned under the pressure of your prick piercing her pelvic inlet. "It… hurts! Could you at least slow down?"

You didn't respond and instead just shoved your face into her petite breasts, snuggling them for their odd warmth.

"Th-that's okay… I… I can tell you at least tried to slow down…" Papyrus grunted as you pounded her into the table and fondled every inch of her body. "And… it's the thought that counts!"

You laughed and told her that the fuck counted a lot more.

"F-fu...fuck?" she asked as if she just heard a complicated equation.

Playing with her black nipples, confirmed to her that yes, you just said the word 'fuck'. It was exactly what you were doing to her right now, and what you had done to half of Snowdin already.

"That sounds like… such a dirty word though…" Papyrus groaned, the tip of your prick kissing the opening to her womb.

You agreed that it was, but added that it didn't matter now; she was now your dirty little slut, so she could swear as much as she wanted. Or, rather, as much as you wanted, but you figured you might as well give her a large allowance.

"I… I don't want to swear, though!" Papyrus countered, not even trying to fight back against your powerful thrusts. "I just want to be a nice person… and make everyone smile!"

Pinching her white cheek, you told her that that innocence of hers was what made this such a treat for you.

"R-really?" she grunted, trying her best not to clamp down too hard around you.

You nodded but added that now you wanted to see a different side of her now; one where she completely gave into her desires, and did nothing but worship your dick.

"No… I can't do that!" Papyrus moaned, her legs uselessly trying to stop your spear from ramming her cunt. "That… would lose you your best chance… at becoming good again!"

You laughed as your hips picked up the pace and asked if she was really still thinking about you at a time like this.

"Yeah… of course… I am!" Papyrus grunted, her body shaking more and more and you forced her towards an orgasm. "You… are my friend, after all!"

You smiled and said that was something you didn't want to change - her constant, undying loyalty to you.

"I… would hardly be a good date… if I didn't show you some courtesy…" Papyrus laughed nervously while her convulsions started to go without her control.

Leaning in close to her face, you told Papyrus that you wanted more than just courtesy… and much more than just a date. You wanted devotion… admiration… lust… a slave!

"No, human! Slaves are-ah! Bad!" Papyrus groaned, her cunt suddenly squirting a little around your dick. "Well, I mean, the owning slaves part is the thing that's bad. Slaves can be bad too, I guess, but since slavery is bad wouldn't a bad slave be go-"

You interrupted her rambling with a slap on the rear, causing her to wince in pain.

"Aaah! Careful!" she whined as balls felt a familiar tingle inside them. "You're… you're going to break my butt bone!"

You corrected her - it was her ass bone you were going to break, but that wouldn't be necessary. All she had to do was give in and let her soul enter the ultimate bone zone!

"You… you can still… nyaaaaaa!" Papyrus screamed as an orgasm rocked her entire body.

At the same time, you felt your long, hard extra-femur fire spurt after spurt of bone-white cum into the helpless girl as her soul began to beat in time with yours.

"H-human… I… I think I understand now…" the skeleton girl panted, her ribcage moving up and down as your sperm poured out of her pelvis and onto the bunny girl lying beneath the table. "I… was a terrible date... this whole time I've been trying to change you… but good dates… accept their partners for who they are! So what if you're selfish, hedonistic, and treat everyone else like dirt you can masturbate with? Just because you're all that doesn't mean I have any right to change you!"

You smiled and asked if that meant she had any problems with you changing people.

"No, I don't!" she replied with a content smile. "That is a part of who you are, after all, Master!"

You patted her a few times on the head and said you were proud. After all this time of knowing her, she had finally learned something.

"Hey guys, how's it going?" a voice suddenly interrupted from the doorway. "I would have been here earlier, but I ate some corn on the cob last night and-"

You both turned just in time to see a woman with sharp teeth and leafy-green hair at the door stop in her tracks and look around the room. Her eyes didn't get particularly wide until they noticed one thing in particular - your soul, big, red, and throbbing.

"Uh… wrong bar," she quickly said before sprinting away and screaming. "Everyone, run for your lives! There's a human in town, absorbing monsters' souls!"

You cursed that plant girl's big mouth and quickly signaled your slaves to start try and catch as many girls as they could before they escaped. You didn't want you Snowdin day ruined just yet.

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Ten minutes later, you met up with your harem in the center of town to see who they had managed to capture.

"I'm sorry, Master, but they were a lot faster than I thought…" Bon-Bon quickly apologized.

"Yeah… and it turns out that feathers aren't the best for grabbing people and holding them still," added Slush. "So these two were all we were able to capture. The rest are probably all the way to Home by now".

You looked at the bound girls that they managed to bring you. One was a tall, fit wolf-girl with grey hair, a short furry tail, and what looked to be a pile of wolf-pelts acting as a shirt - though she had no pants to go with them. The girl next to her - who was sadly the only other monster your slaves managed to catch - was a woman with long blonde hair, a thick orange sweater, and brown pants.

"Grrrrr…" the wolf girl growled defiantly as you walked over to them, while the horned-girl next to her recoiled in fear.

You sighed a little in disappointment but said that it wouldn't matter in the end anyways. Those monsters who escaped could only run for so long.

"Yeah! They have to stop to read the newspaper eventually!" your newest boneheaded slave, Bones, spoke up.

"I think they're talking about how Home is at the end of the cavern, with nowhere to escape too," said Cherry.

"Oh… that too!" Bones agreed.

"You think I'm afraid of you?" the wolf girl asked as you reached over and began moving around her chin to get a better look at her face. "I'll have you know that I through blocks of ice bigger than you, pup!"

You laughed and said that you doubted any of them were as 'big' as you while you took off your pants once more.

"I will snap that thing in half if I have to!" the wolf warned.

"Yeah, right," Catty scoffed. "Your hands are still tied behind your back, you moron!"

"I don't need my my arms… or even my mouth!" the wolf warned as she straightened her back, clearly trying to make herself look as big as possible. "I could snap you with my legs alone…"

"Really?" Ball asked as she and the other dogs surrounded her. "Well then, we'll just have to take those out of the equation."

"What the-hey! Let me go!" the wolf grunted as she was picked up off the ground and your pack of loyal bitches forced her legs apart. "You dog-damn traitors!"

"Don't worry… you probably won't be making much of a fuss by the end of it…" Chain added, sounding more depressed than supportive.

The wolf girl kept on struggling, though, but all that meant to you was that she was already grinding when you finally shoved your dick deep inside her.

"Arf!?" she barked in surprise as she felt you hilt inside her. "Shit… that bone… is stretching me too much!"

"Bone?" the girl who used to be Papyrus asked in confusion. "That's not a bone, that's Master's- ooooh!"

"Wow… it seems like you managed to fuck some brains into Papy instead of out!" MA said in amazement at that. "Now that's impressive!"

"Grrrr… I… refuse to break… like all these other pups!" the wolf girl growled in defiance, trying to regain her composure even as your groin pounded at her plump pussy lips.

You reached up under her pelts to play with her tits and told her you didn't think so. As far as you could tell, her tough-girl bravado was nothing more than a facade.

"W-what makes you say that?" she grunted, her wet snatch already involuntarily trying to milk you.

Because, you explained, she was succumbing to your lust even faster than the other girls in this slutty, snowy berg did.

"No… I'm not!" she tried to insist, even after her struggling had long stopped and she was now openly grinding her clit against you.

You laughed and called her a sheep in wolf's clothing, nothing more than a pathetic little Lamb who was just waiting for a strong sheperd like you to tear off her wool and make her theirs.

"I… I…" was all she was able to stammer out as her legs went weak.

"You don't need to say anything, pal," said Doggo. "We all feel like big bad wolves until Master gets their hands on us… so just talk with your lust and let it all out!"

"Awo… awo… awoooooo!" Lamb screeched howlariously at the top of her lungs as you came inside her, undoubtedly knocking her up and claiming her as yours forever. Once you felt your last shot fire, you and the other dogs let Lamb go and allowed her to fall to the ground, leaving her paralyzed with pleasure like the women you raped in the bar.

"Wow… she's like… a completely different person already!" the mono-horned girl next to her said in a terrified tone before struggling against her bonds again. "I have to get out of here!"

"There's no running now, tender-horn!" Crackers teased as you tore off the defenseless woman's clothes. "You're as good as fucked!"

"Please… you people are my neighbors!" the woman cried out as you tore off her white panties and lined yourself up with her entrance. "You have to save me!"

"Spicy probably says that doesn't matter now," Birdbrain chimed in. "What matters is that Master wants your pussy now… and you're going to give it to them!"

"Gyaauuuuuh!" the woman screamed/moaned/screamoaned as you thrust yourself suddenly inside her. "I… I think it's even bigger than my horn! Get it out! Get it out!"

You responded that, since she asked so nicely, you might as well. But, as soon as the tip of your prick passed back out her pussy lips, you thrust the whole thing back inside.

"I… I wanted you to keep it out!" she grunted as you kept slamming your hips into her over and over again.

You simply laughed and told her that she said that earlier.

"Hmm… for some reason, that reminded me a lot of someone… but I don't know who," Bones said as she tapped her chin. "Oh well, they couldn't have been that important!"

"You're right! No one's more important than our new Master, after all!" Bun-Bun agreed as she nuzzled your right cheek with her left.

"You can say that again~" Bon-Bon agreed, nuzzling your other cheek and helping you thrust.

"Aw… you again…" Bun-Bun complained while you kept ravaging the girl in front of you. "I thought I wouldn't have to deal with you one-upping me anymore…"

"Don't worry, sis, I'm not here to 'steal' your lover this time, or get better grades than you~" Bon-Bon assured her harem sister. "We're all equal below Master, after all! I'm just here to make sure they impregnate as many girls as possible, just like you!"

"So… you aren't going to try and one up me?" Bun-Bun asked, looking hopeful.

"Now, I never said that per-say…" Bon-Bon replied before kneeling down and licking the horned woman's clit, causing her cunt to spasm and twitch wildly around you.

"Dammit!" Bun-Bun swore as she stormed off. "Spicy, get me another drink!"

"It feels like… the whole world is spinning…" the woman in front of you grunted as you both rapidly approached your orgasms. "All I can think about… is your long… hard… dick!"

"Don't worry, it wears off!" Fishstick assured her. "Eventually, you'll end up thinking about the rest of them too."

"Someone… anyone… save me!" she screamed one last time before her body convulsed once more, sending her over the edge while you hosed down her womb with your potent sperm. "I… feel like I'm melting… why does that feeling feel so good?"

You slowly pulled out and told your new Horny slave that's just what it feels like to have sex with a god.

"Congratulations on another rape well done, my little Master!" Mom said as she lovingly tussled your hair. "I assume that you'll be moving on to Waterfall now? Don't worry, I promise to take good care of all your slaves and your kids while you're gone!"

"Aw, you mean you're not taking us with you?" Crackers asked sadly as she looked up at you. "But I feel like we just met you…"

You consoled her with a finger and assured her that you wouldn't be away for too long, and that you'd call whenever you had the chance.

"But I don't have a phone... " the mouse said sadly, kicking some snow.

"But I do!" Bones quickly spoke up. "I know I've been spending the last day or so trying to stop you, Master, but I promise to be there on a moment's notice if you need my help! I'll even be there on a nano-moment's notice if push came to shove?"

It filled you with determination to see someone so dedicated to protecting people focus on protecting you instead.

"Alright everyone, say goodbye!" Mom said as you put your clothes back on and began heading east. "Good luck, Master, and remember - if you ever feel tired, there will always be a soft bed, warm food, and tight pussies here for you to come back to!"

You thanked her, but assured her that you wouldn't come crying back like some little kid - though, you would appreciate it if they all had hot cocoa ready and waiting at all times.

"Of course, Master!" Mom said with a smile. "But until then… happy hunting!"

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A/N: Well, that's that. The chapter's finally out. See you next ti-

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A/N: O-oh, hey Undyne, how's it go-
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A/N: Oh… sorry it took so long to finish. This was about 66 pages of text, so I'm a bit drained is all. Is there anything you'd like to say to your audience?
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A/N: Ah, I see, I'll tell them. She's pretty psyched to try and rape the human. And she also can't wait to make the other human they'd never been spawned. So uh… get ready for the next chap-

U/N: *Brings out spear*

A/N: Oh, right. Next chapter's gonna be on my other story; how could I forget? So uh… is that okay?... Oh, she's already gone. Well, I'll see you guys later, and I hope the rest of your summers are great!