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.

18. Chapter 18

Pacifist

As beautiful as the glimmering rocks were, you eventually grew tired of not-star gazing and picked yourself up. You weren't sure how much time had passed since you first started staring at the ceiling, but it seemed like it had been a whale since Glyde and her class had left. You wondered for a moment if it was really normal for monsters to have such flipper-on sex education, but you decided it was best not to think about that. Instead, you just continued along the pier with the cool waters of the river calmly flowing around you.

You began to feel a little thirsty from all the fuckings you had that day, and briefly considered drinking from the waters to help quench yourself, but you soon found yourself hesitating. You knew that there were fish monsters in the Underground, so you wondered if that meant that there were people living down there in the river. Would it be okay for you to ingest some of their home? You know that you would be peeved if someone drank your roof without your express permission. Or, is it like air and no one can really own it? You were also concerned for a moment about aquatic monsters using the water as a bathroom, but then you remembered that monsters don't really do that…

Your submarine of thought was suddenly forced to the surface when you felt your phone begin to ring.

"Hello again, human!" Papyrus instantly greeted as soon as you picked up. "How are you doing today? Wearing clothes, I assume? Good!"

You replied to her by saying that yes, indeed, you were wearing clothes, though it was odd that she replied to your answer before you even gave it, and even weirder that she was asking you if you wore clothes at all.

"Well, since you mentioned your clothes, would you mind telling me what you're wearing?" Papyrus asked, her tone of voice sounding a lot like she was a teenage girl asking her bff how her date went.

You looked down and explained to her that you were wearing blue jeans and a green and yellow-striped sweater, just like the last time she saw you. You don't go on mid-hike fashion changes like your aunt did.

"Really?" Papyrus asked suspiciously. "Are you completely sure about that?"

You looked down to double check before confirming that you were indeed wearing jeans and a green and yellow sweater. Some part of you seemed to tell you that the color of your sweater was wrong, but that part of you was wrong and had no friends.

"Alright then! Jeans and a yellow and green striped sweater it is!" Papyrus replied with even more enthusiasm than usual. "Wink-wink-batted eyelash-wink."

She hung up the phone shortly afterwards, leaving you alone and wondering if she was trying to flirt with you or something. Considering what happened during your 'date' with her, that wouldn't surprise you at all. If that was how she asked 'what are you wearing', you couldn't wait to find out how she asked if you were 'turned on'.

Putting away your phone for now, you continued down the pier for a couple of yards, enjoying the peace and quiet. It was calm… almost too calm. Three calm, if you were pushing it. It had been far too long since you last encountered anyone.

Your peace instantly became pieces as a glowing blue spear suddenly shot out from the riverbank and embedded itself into the wooden pier in front of you. Sweating bullets that didn't hurt people, you looked over to where the spear came from and saw a row of ominous pillars of stone sitting on the riverbank. Behind them, in the shadows, you could see the glimmering of a golden eye as yet another blue spear materialized and shot straight for your heart - the one that was floating beside you, that is, not the one that may or may not still be inside your chest.

Both you and your soul ducked out of the way just in time and you began sprinting your way down the pier. You had hoped that whatever armor your pursuer was wearing would slow her down, but she was surprisingly agile. Undyne was in perfect step with you, chucking spear after spear at you like you were a particularly ugly dartboard. You were only barely able to avoid getting skewered by the skewering sticks by ducking and weaving so fast you could enter a professional weaving contest for grandmother geese.

But as good as your dodging skills were, you could tell that the woman chasing you was honing her aim. Every single shot seemed to fly closer and closer, to the point where you actually felt one of them cut your perfect sweater. You felt like a Bob that was trying desperately not to get shishked - and your name didn't even start with a B.

There was a light at the end of the tunnel, however - or, rather, there was another patch of extremely long grass at the end of the tunnel, but you were so relieved to see it that you would have gladly plug it into a socket and call it a light bulb if it meant you would be able to hide there.

You quickly ducked into the grass and hoped that the madwoman chasing you would give up there, but she didn't; instead, you heard her massive body crash down onto the path right behind you right as you entered cover.

You kept on running and kept your head down, doing your best not to be seen. Glancing back behind you, you could make out that, even if the grass was tall, your pursuer was even taller. There was no way you would be able to take her on in a fight, and her long legs meant that you weren't going to outrun her either.

Beginning to panic, you decided to try to use the grass to hide from her again, and ducked into a corner of the grassy field. Getting into the fetal position, you hoped that your shirt would help you blend in with the foliage, or at the very least your pursuer would mistake you for an unusually quakey poisonous mushroom.

You could hear your chaser's footsteps come to a stop shortly after you tried hiding. You had hoped that she had lost track of you at first, but it didn't take her very long to start stepping in your direction. You could see Undyne's powerful legs push through the grass with ease.

Her chainmail clanked loudly with every step as she searched the forest of grass for any sign of you, and each step brought her uncomfortably closer to you. She eventually got so close that you could see her blue skin beneath her armor, and you could smell the sweat running down her thighs. Just the scent of it made you imagine her pinning to the ground and shoving your face into her waiting cunt… and sushi for some reason. After forcing you to eat out her for a few minutes, maybe hours, she'd cum a few times and fill your throat with her feminine juices. Then, when she was done with that, she'd ride your cock until you lost control of your soul, or you pumped her full of sperm serval times… or both.

Your cock was rock-hard in scarousal just thinking about it.

Eventually, she came to a stop just an inch away from you. Your body screamed out for you to run, but you didn't dare risk her spotting you now. You held your heart in your hands and closed your eyes as Undyne reached down and pulled up the person in front of her by the collar. Much to your shock, that person wasn't you.

Instead, it was the monster kid who had been following you and Undyne around. Even from your prone position, you could see the wide smile on the blonde monster's face as her legs kicked around in the air and she let out a soft 'squee' noise.

You could Undyne let out a hurricane of a sigh in frustration as she put the monster kid back down and continued walking through the grass in search of you. You made sure to wait until her stomping faded into the distance before finally emerging from the grass yourself.

"Oh my gosh! Undyne actually touched me! I'm never washing this sweater again!" the monster kid said excitedly as she exited the grass behind you. "I feel kinda sorry for you though, kid. You you had been standing just a little bit to the left, she would have picked you up instead!"

You shrugged as playfully as you could and said that it wasn't that big of a deal.

"Not a big deal? That was Undyne herself! Deals don't get any bigger outside of a free house sale!" the monster kid exclaimed. "I don't blame you for not being too upset, though. Waterfall is Undyne's home, so I'm sure we'll run into her again!"

You shivered at the thought, but pretended that you were looking forward to it as you continued down the riverside path Undyne took. You would have taken another route but, given that you were stuck inside a mostly-linear cavern, you didn't have much choice in the matter.

"So, what are you going to do when you finally meet Undyne face to face?" the monster kid asked as she followed behind you and giant blocks of ice floated by in the adjacent river. "Are you going to have her autograph your face? Give you one of her spears? Have her spit some of her heroic spit on you?"

You asked if she'd really do that last one.

"I don't know… but I can dream, can't I?" the monster kid replied. "Hey… is that Sans from Snowdin over there?"

You looked over and, sure enough, the portly Skeleton who took you to that bar was standing there in the middle of the cavern next to a large, red telescope.

"Hey there, kids," Sans greeted as you approached. "How's it going?"

You shrugged and told her that you've been on pins and needles as of late.

"Don't you mean pins and spears?" Sans joked. "I kid, I kid."

"What are you doing over here, Sans?" monster kid asked as you glared at the skeleton woman. "Shouldn't you, like, be at one of your jobs?"

"I am at one of my jobs," Sans replied. "I've entered the lucrative business of telescope rentals."

"That's a lucrative business?" Monster kid asked, raising an eyebrow.

"It is when you have a telescope that can see through time," Sans boasted semi-enthusiastically. "Normally, it would cost several thousand G to use, but since I know you, kid, I'll give you your first use for free."

You were a bit suspicious that it could really do what she said it did, but you were still curious enough to stick your face on the eyepiece and look into it. You weren't quite sure what you were expecting to see, but it certainly wasn't what you actually saw.

What you saw was… orange. Not an orange, or something that was orange, but just the color. Orange.

You removed your eye from the telescope and told Sans what you saw, and that her telescope didn't work.

"Really?" Sans asked in reply. "How do you know that it won't be orange right here sometime in the future? I mean, infinity is a long time, you know, and someone might want to paint the room orange, or get a really big orange soda between now and the end of time."

"She does have a point," the monster kid replied before her eyes suddenly widened. "Uh, you have a thing on your face."

Thinking that it was a leftover from something you ate, you wiped your hand across your mouth.

"No, a little higher," the monster kid continued.

You wiped at your nose this time, afraid that you might have a little green goober hanging from your nostrils.

"No, it's, uh… it's…" the monster kid said as she tried to point to whatever she was talking about with a hand she didn't have. Naturally, she ended up falling over again in the process.

"Ow…" she groaned before pulling her face off the ground. "You have an orange blotch of paint on your eye."

You touched your hand to your eye and, sure enough, it came back the color of carrot blood. Your turned your now-orange eye towards Sans to glare at her, but she was gone by the time you looked. Instead, there was a strange woman with short, white hair standing there wearing a white shirt, and with skin that seemed to be made out of marshmallow.

"Were you looking at stars through that?" the woman asked curiously. "What is a star? Can you touch it? Can you eat it? Can you kill it?"

You were about to give her an answer involving gas and fire, when the woman suddenly walked up close to you and asked, face to face "Are you… a star?"

You began to sweat nervously as you looked for a way out of this situation, and you managed to spot it when you saw the Nice Cream woman standing beside her cart further in the cave. You promptly grabbed mosnter kid by the collar and began dragging her towards the ice cream cart, offering to buy her something to eat.

"Wow, really?" the monster kid asked as her eyes lit up in excitement. "That would be so cool, dude! Thanks a ton!"

"Augh… I still can't figure out why no one wanted to buy my Nice Cream in the snow…" the blue bunny sighed sadly. "But I shouldn't worry, because now I know my product is going to make an epic comeback that would put even soda rebrandings to shame! Now, I'm going to be offering special cards with every purchase and, if someone manages to collect eight, they get a free Nice Cream! The trick is that most people will end up losing track of their cards, and will never actually turn them in! I'm such a genius!"

She suddenly looked down and noticed that you and your friend had been standing there in front of her for over a minute.

"Oh, hey, it's you again!" the Nice Cream woman greeted before pointing towards her left eye. "Uh, you have a little something… nevermind. Would you like to buy some Nice Cream? Now, every purchase comes with a free card, and if you collect 8 you can turn them in for a free Nice Cream! Eheh..."

You reached into your pocket and pulled out the money you took from Papyrus's couch cushions. Counting all your Gs, you realized that you didn't have that much - and definitely not enough to buy two ice creams. So, instead, you gave her your money and asked for something to share. Preferably something without marshmallows in it.

"Oh, I have just the thing!" the Nice Cream woman said happily as she took out an ice cream pop with two popsicle sticks hanging out the end. "I call this the 'bicicle'!"

She then grabbed the confectionary treat by the sticks and split it in two.

"And now, they're two unicicles! Enjoy!" the Nice Cream woman said as she handed you both halves of the bicicle.

"Oooh, my favorite!" your monster friend said happily before eagerly licking the ice cream you were holding in your right hand. "Thank you so much!"

"Your smile is thanks enough!" the ice cream vendor replied before taking out one of her cards. "Now… who do I give this to? There are two of you, but you only made one purchase… oh, I know!"

Your eyes widened as you saw the vendor apply the same solution she used with the bicicle to the card, and tore it in half before giving you the pieces.

"Here you are!" the Nice Cream woman said happily, as if nothing was wrong as the two halves of the card dropped to the floor. "And don't forget about my special offer! Eight cards gets you a free Nice Cream!"

You stared at the card pieces for a few moments, then back at the vendor, then back at the card pieces before inspiration suddenly struck you like a pistachio-flavored bolt of lightning. Putting your unicicle into your mouth to hold/eat it, you reached down to the card pieces and tore them both in half, before tearing those halves in halves too. By the end, you had eight pieces of card left, which you then presented to the Nice Cream woman and demanded a free Nice Cream.

"Wait, you can't just cut up your card like that-oh, wait… I just did that," the vendor conceded before reaching into her cart and pulling out an ice cream cone. You quickly pocketed it, deciding to save it for later since monster food didn't melt or go bad. "Wow, kid, you're the most ruthless consumer I've ever met. Like, show some mercy!"

You looked her dead in the eye and said that you never gave mercy when it came to food.

"Ugh, so harsh… but at least you're still paying customers," the Nice Cream woman said, somewhat intentionally overdramatically. "Have a nice day!"

"Don't worry, we will!" monster kid called out as you both walked away, her voice slightly muffled by ice cream. "Wow, I got to skip class, touch Undyne, and now my new best buddy buys me a snack? This day can't possibly get any better!"

Surprised by what she said, you asked if she really thought you were her best buddy.

"Of course!" she replied without hesitation. "Aside from Undyne, you're the most awesome person I've ever met! Plus, you're tons of fun to be around!"

You manage to say about 50% of the phrase 'thank you' before you suddenly brushed up against an echo flower and it began to talk.

"So… do you have any wishes to make?" you heard a voice ask.

"Hmm… just one, but it's kinda stupid," another voice said from the next echo flower your brushed past.

"Don't say that! I promise I won't laugh!" the first voice countered from a third flower.

"Okay… well, someday, I want to be able to climb the mountain that we're buried under, so I can look around at the sky, and the whole world… nothing blocking my way" the second voice replied from a fourth flower before suddenly being interrupted by laughter. "Hey! I thought you said you wouldn't laugh!?"

"Hahaha! Sorry, it's just…" the first voice continued from a fifth and final flower. "That's exactly what I wished for too."

You suddenly noticed a soft sniffling sound coming from your right, and you turned to see the blonde monster kid with tears in her eyes and a cream-less popsicle stick in her mouth.

"I'm not crying… I just have a little… lemon juice in my eye," the monster kid lied before you suddenly felt a buzzing in your pocket. "Hey, is your phone ringing? I hope it's not your parents telling you to come home."

You told her that was a pretty unlikely outcome as you answered the call.

"Hello, human!" Papyrus's cheerful voice greeted. "It is me, your ultra-best buddy Papyrus! Do you remember that question I asked you about your clothes?"

You told her that you did, indeed, remember that. It was only, like, fifteen minutes ago, tops. That's not even enough time to forget about a boring breakfast burrito.

"Well, there was a reason for asking that question that I didn't tell you about," Papyrus confessed. "You see, I was asking for a for my other ultra best buddy who, unfortunately, has a very… rapey opinion of you at the moment. She asked me to tell her what you were wearing so she could better identify you and ensure that you were unwearing your clothes as soon as possible. But, not to worry, human! Papyrus would never betray one of her ultra best buddies!"

You pointed out that both you and Undyne were Papyrus's ultra best buddies.

"I know! So, that's why I decided to compromise!" the skeleton replied. "Since I couldn't lie to Undyne, I called you to ask what you were wearing - while at the same time making it so painfully obvious that you should change your clothes that I could be convicted of torture! That way, you would remain unraped, and I wouldn't have to fib to save you! Of course, you already knew this since you obviously went along with my clever plan, but I figured I'd call so that you would better appreciate what a great favor I did for my ultra best buddy #2."

You promptly slapped yourself in the face and thanked Papyrus for… trying. You were partly slapping yourself too, since you really should have realized what she was doing earlier.

"Thank you! I try my best to try all the time, and I try to try to try even harder!" Papyrus replied. "Anyways, you're welcome for being such an amazing pal! Talk to you later!"

"Who was that?" monster kid asked curiously, spitting out her stick.

Not seeing a reason to lie about this, you told her that it was from a skeleton woman named Papyrus. Wait, you were sorry - you meant to say the Great Papyrus.

"Great Papyrus?" the Monster Kid asked, raising an eyebrow as you walked and the scenery slowly changed. The cavern began to widen considerably, the river and path snaked back and forth, and you became surrounded by black grass and reeds. The water of the river seemed to change as well, as it was now glowing a cyan blue. "What's so great about her?"

You were about to tell her that Papyrus said that she was great, but then you realized that wasn't actually a qualification for greatness. In fact, it was usually the opposite. So you starting thinking more and more about what Papyrus was great at - and when you failed to come up with something on that end, you tried to at least to think of something she was at least good at. When that failed too, you decided to just say that she was at least kind-hearted, and fun to be around. Plus, she might be one of the only people who is a bigger fan of Undyne than monster kid was.

"Pfft, like that could ever happen!" Monster kid scoffed. "Still, if she likes Undyne, she has to be at least a little great. I mean, Undyne is so awesome that just about anything even within the same zip code as her gets made a little bit cooler! I mean, except the bad guys! They just get beat up more!"

You winced a little as the monster kid beside you made a punching motion with her non-existent arms.

"You know, I heard someone say that she's actually hunting someone lately… I sure as heck wouldn't want to be whoever that is! I'm pretty sure I'd end up with a face like a pancake… no, a flat cake… no, a pound cake that was actually pounded!" she continued, causing you to wince more. "I'd almost feel sorry for the poor loser if I didn't know they'd totally deserve it! I just hope I get to see her when she finally does it… I want to watch every second of her epic justice! Thrusting her spear over and over again… sweating as she gave her mark the pounding of a lifetime! Oooh, I'm shaking just thinking about it!"

That last line caused you to come to a complete stop. While you could stomach having sex in front of that class of monsters for 'educational' purposes, you didn't want her to see her hero rape you to death. Even if you could immediately undo it with your saving powers, you still couldn't let your best buddy go through something like that. That was a line you wouldn't cross even with a ten-foot pen.

"Huh? What's the matter?" the monster kid asked when she realized you stopped walking. "Don't you want to catch up with Undyne?"

You scratched the back of your head and eventually told her that you just remembered that you really need to… go count dogs.

"Dogs? What dogs?" the monster kid asked in confusion as she looked around the black and blue cave. "I don't see any dogs."

You agreed, and argued that was exactly why they needed counting. Otherwise, how else will you find out how many dogs are really in this room? How else would you calculate how to most efficiently pet them or hand out doggie treats? Plus, there was the whole doggie census that you needed to collect data for, so president Terrier Ruffsevelt can determine how many kennels Waterfall will get in the next dogress.

"Uh, if you say so," the blonde monster replied, clearly weirded out. "Do you… need help counting all these dogs?"

You said that you would love to have her help but- you pause for a moment as the Annoying Dog from before shows up out of nowhere from behind the monster kid. It looks as if it wants to be counted. You count it, but it didn't count because it wasn't there anymore.

Shaking your head a moment to regather your thoughts, you tell the monster kid you had to do the counting alone because the dogs were obviously shy as a shiba right now. If the monster kid tried to help, the dogs would never come out of hiding and you'd be there counting all day.

"Okay, if you say so," the monster kid replied as she began to walk away. "You're weird, kid… but I like that! I hope your counting doesn't take very long! I'll see you later!"

You assured her that you would count as fast as you could, and kept waving to her until she finally disappeared from sight. Once she was finally gone, you sighed and walked over to the river. You knew now that Papyrus was right - lying to a best bud really isn't any fun.

As you stared at the glowing blue water in front of you, you tried your best to push the guilt from your mind like a teenager pushing all their dirty laundry to a corner of the room to be diligently ignored, no matter how big and smelly the pile got. So, instead, you tried thinking about the water in front of you, and why it glowed.

You were pretty sure that it wasn't radioactive since radioactive things are always green. That was just, like, a fact. So, thoroughly convinced your DNA wasn't being irreversibly twisted like a drying concrete pretzel, you kicked off your shoes, rolled up your pants, and stuck your feet into the water. The water felt cool, but not freezing, as it flowed around your skin. It had certainly warmed up quite a bit since leaving Snowdin, and you briefly wondered why. Surely it was because the ground was lower here, and was therefore closer to the earth's molten core. Yes, surely it was that and not cancer-causing uranium at the bottom of the river. Those rocks were probably just the same kind of rocks that lit up the rest of The Underground on the ceiling… and surely those also weren't radioactive.

Closing your eyes and pushing those thoughts you totally weren't thinking from your mind, you let out a long sigh and focused only on the peaceful river. The soft, babbling, relaxing river. It was so smooth, and safe, and-

"Dirty," a voice suddenly cut in, causing you to jump in the water harder than an excited salmon. Looking to your right, you saw a woman with green skin, short green hair, and what looked like an indentation on the top of her head that held a small bit of water and a yellow rubber ducky. You weren't quite sure what the woman was wearing, or what her body type was, as that was hidden almost entirely by the massive amount of soap suds that painted her body. You think you could make out some yellow scales, but it was hard to tell.

"That river water is quite dirty, you know!" the green woman warned, shaking her finger in front of your face. "You shouldn't even think about bathing in it!"

You asked what she meant by 'dirty', hoping that the answer wouldn't be like a 'dirty bomb'.

"It doesn't have soap in it, of course," she replied, pointing towards the water. "Water has to have soap in it to really be clean. Otherwise, it may as well be mud. I should know - I'm Woshua, and I am the local expert on cleaning around here."

Cocking your head to the side in confusion, you pointed out that not-soapy does not necessarily mean dirty. Water can still clean without soap, it just does it less efficiently.

"Yes! And that's as good as being dirty to me!" she said, before taking out a bottle of soap from somewhere within her mass of bubbles. "We need to clean the filth off you as soon as possible! We've already gone way too far past the five second rule!"

You were about to ask if she was really comparing you to food, but you didn't have much time to argue since Woshua quickly grabbed you by the collar and threw you into the river. You didn't even have time to save your cell phone before Woshua jumped in after you and tore off your clothes. You could see your phone start to spark and spurt in your pant's pocket as they floated away down the river.

"Alright, let's get started," Woshua said as she squirted a load of soap into her hand and began rubbing it all over your chest. "My goodness! You are even dirtier than I thought! What exactly have you been up to?"

You scratched your face and told her that you miiiight have spent an extended period of time in some tall grass recently.

"What!? Are you a lawn gnome or something!?" Woshua gasped in shock. "I don't think I'll be able to clean you efficiently enough with just my hands… I'm going to have to use some extreme measures to clean up your act!"

You found out exactly what she meant by that as you felt her body pressed up against your back. You could tell now that she was as flat as a washboard, which was good because it seemed like she was going to be using herself like one.

"Now hold still… the more you struggle, the dirtier you're going to get!" she warned as you felt her small breasts slide up and down your back. "And if that happens, we'll be here forever!"

Growing a little nervous, with your soul beating quietly from the riverbank nearby, you told Woshua that maybe she should just give up then. After all, she didn't want to become Soapyphus, pushing her sponge uphill all day or something.

"That is a sacrifice I am willing to make," she replied as you felt her nipples harden against your back. "Although, it really isn't a sacrifice, from where I'm floating. I love cleaning things, and I love cleaning people even more. In fact, I spend almost all of my free time just cleaning myself."

You shivered at the thought, causing her chest to rub up against your back even harder.

"I have gotten yelled at a few times for rubbing myself in public, but I wasn't being indecent!" Woshua insisted, her arms now wrapped around your chest as she continued rubbing your back. "Anyone who thinks I'm acting dirty is completely out of their mind! I'm not dirty at all… my actions are completely pure! No one has a cleaner record than I do!"

By now, she managed to maneuver your left leg in between her thighs, and was now 'washing' it by essentially grinding herself against it. You could feel her hard clit start to peek out as her folds ran over your skin again and again.

"Like, what I'm doing to you now doesn't seem dirty, right? Completely above the washboard?" she asked, grinding her hips from side to side this time. "Right, of course it is! It wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't!"

You told her that was probably the dirtiest thing you heard all day, which was really saying something for you.

"No one asked you," she pouted in spite of the fact that she just did. "I think your back is clean enough for now, though. Turn around so I can do your front."

Stammering now, you told her that probably wouldn't be a good idea. Besides, she cleaned your back so well, the cleanliness should have gone straight through you and made your front completely sterile.

"Trust me - if cleanliness actually worked like that, the whole world would be clean by now," she replied before grabbing your shoulders. "Don't be shy now."

You gasped and ended up with a mouthful of suds as she pressed your face directly into her chest. You definitely got a good look at her breasts now as she used their soft skin to scrub at your face.

"Ah, yes!" Woshua moaned at that. "Cleaning is so much fun!"

As good as her soft, smooth skin felt rubbing against your face, you still had to breathe, and exhaling forcefully against her chest in order to take a breath.

"Oooooh, motorboating me, are you?" Woshua groaned at that, her whole body vibrating as a shiver shot up and down her spine. "Well… you can use me as a bath toy if you really want to… but no dunking!"

Pushing yourself back self a little, you told her that you didn't want to use anyone like a toy - you just wanted to get going already.

"Sorry, but the only slippery thing I let get out from between my fingers is soap!" Woshua replied as her hands began to gently massage your chest. "I won't rest until every last speck of dirt has been washed clean from your body!"

In spite of the intensity and determination in her voice, her hands seemed to tell a completely different story. And not a completely innocent story with hand puppets, either. It was more like a story you told your lover after a long day of work, and they needed something to forget about all their worries in life. It wasn't necessarily a dirty story… but oh, it could be.

"Hmm, it looks like someone has really been working up a sweat lately," Woshua said, leaning towards you and sniffing. "I can smell it."

Surprised, you told her that all you could smell was lemon scent - both the fruit and the literary kind.

"Oh, right… I almost forgot about that," Woshua said with a blush as her hands went ever lower. "I've been around the smell for so long, I actually stopped smelling it. Maybe I should get a different brand… what do you recommend?"

You told her that the scent didn't really matter, as long as it was slippery.

"Er… that's kind of an odd thing to want out of soap," Woshua said as her hands slid across your belly.

You blushed and looked away, not wanting to explain that one. That turned out not to be the best idea, however, as you weren't able to react in time when her hands finally reached your groin and found your penis, which was still hard from the Nice Cream you ate.

"Oh my goodness!" Woshua suddenly gasped, her hands both grasping your hard length now. "This is… this is…"

You hastily told her that you could explain and tried to think of an explanation involving a soap dispenser that she really shouldn't pump. However, Woshua didn't let you finish.

"Completely filthy!" she exclaimed.

Confused, you asked if that was really what she was shocked by.

"Of course!" she replied ."I'd never seen anything so unkept before… it smells like pure sex, and… what is this white stuff crusted around it?"

You tried to tell her that it was just soap scum, and that it was therefore only kinda dirty.

"Soap scum?" Woshua asked before extending her tongue and licking up some of your sticky, white detergent. "This isn't soap! I know that taste! Wait… this thing that's under the scum… that's a penis isn't it?"

Backed into a corner, you decided to respond just by asking rhetoricals. Isn't it? Isn't it? How would you know? How does anyone know anything? How much would could a woodchuck chuck if his tax accountants-

"It is!" Woshua exclaimed. "You're a human, aren't you? No… you're more than that!"

The turtle girl leaned in close, her chest now pressing up against yours as she began to pump your dick up and down.

"You're a dirty liar!" she said accusingly as her fingers slid along your shaft.

Your heartbeat began to quicken as you tried to turn the washing machine cylinder on her, pointing out that she was being very dirty herself by doing this to you.

"Oh no, like I said before - my actions are always pure," she said, a devious smile appearing on her face. "I am just punishing you right now… and someone always punishes the dirty eventually."

You grunted as her hands quickly picked up speed, the soap acting as a perfect lube allowing her to glide along your cock like bars of soap on a bathroom floor.

"My oh my! I think I actually just felt your dick twitch a little!" Woshua teased as your penis involuntarily jerked in her hands. "You're actually getting off to this, aren't you? You are such a pervert!"

You tried to insist that your sexual desires were completely normal for a human your age, but that was incredibly difficult to say when your dick felt so good. For someone who claimed to be pure, her fingers seemed to know exactly what they were doing as they caressed all the right sweetspots. Even if her movements weren't so precise, however, you were pretty sure that her sheer speed alone would have overwhelmed you with pleasure. She clearly wasn't afraid of slipping, as her hand moved up and down your cock at the speed of sound.

So instead, you simply bubbled- er, babbled as she kept playing with your underwater submarine and her tight chest kept pressing up against yours.

"Ha! You can't even deny it!" Woshua laughed, using the palm of her right hand to 'scrub' the tip of your dick. "Oh, the dirty thoughts going through your head right now… it must be like a garbage dump in there!"

She pushed herself back a little and pulled you up out of the water by your waist. You weren't entirely sure how she was doing this, but she clearly had some kind of mastery over water - or, at least, soapy water.

"I bet your dirty mind is thinking about putting your dick right between my lips… isn't it?" she asked teasingly, her right hand stroking your shaft slowly this time as it pressed up against her green face. "I mean, I always eat sterile food… but it is still one of the dirtiest parts of my body… and you just want to shove yourself inside."

She pressed your dick extra hard against her face at that, letting you feel her teeth on the inside as her cheek stretched. Your dick couldn't help but twitch as you imagined what her tongue felt like, and it left a small bead of precum on her cheek.

"Well, luckily for you, I'm going to indulge your filthy wish," she said before opening her mouth wide and placing it inside. She instantly put your cock through the wash cycle as it swirled around and around, making sure there wasn't a speck of old cum left after only a few seconds.

She didn't stop there, however. After starting you off with a gentle delicates wash cycle, Woshua soon upgraded all the way to a heavy duty spin as she violently thrusted her head back and forth into your groin. You had to try with all your might to stop yourself from releasing your bleach all over her mouth and finishing the rinse cycle. Woshua didn't seem to mind keeping your stuff in the wash for an extra long time, and she just kept on spinning around your dick with her pleasurable agitator.

It seemed that she decided to clean some more of you was well, as you suddenly felt her hands clasp onto your rear and pull you even deeper into her mouth. You could feel her hands grip and lather your ass cheeks over and over again as she used them as leverage to thrust your hard cock into her mouth.

Feeling yourself start to cum, you tried one last time to swim away, to escape from her whirling clutches. You just flailed your arms uselessly, however, as she gave your cock a tongue bath of a lifetime.

Finally, unable to resist anymore, you began to unleash a load that could fill a laundry hamper into the turtle-girl's mouth. You feel her hum in satisfaction through your dick as you fired shot after shot into her waiting gullet.

"Ah!" Woshua gasped as your dick finally popped out of your mouth. "I knew it! You were thinking such dirty thoughts that you couldn't hold yourself back! Oh, I wish I could scrub those dirty thoughts right out of your head…"

Woshua's diatribe trailed off as she noticed the loud beating of your heart, and she looked over to see your soul floating off the nearby shore.

"Say… maybe I can," Woshua said with a very unclean smile.

Before you could even try and stop her, Woshua reached over to your soul and snatched it into her hands and began furiously scrubbing it.

It felt… it felt… well, actually, you weren't really sure how to describe it. Like, you knew that it felt like having your soul scrubbed, but you also knew that description wasn't very helpful since most people have never had their soul scrubbed. Trying to describe it any further would be like trying to describe color to a blind person, or describing the plot of Homestuck to well… anyone.

You could perfectly describe the feelings you felt right after she was done, however; dazed, tired, and almost completely paralyzed.

"There! Now you're squeaky clean, inside, and out!" Woshua said with a smile. "Though, your soul is on the outside too in this case… whatever! I'm still sticking with this metaphor! Even if I hate stickiness… dang it..."

Groaning, you asked if she'd be kind enough to finally freed you. You had definitely learned your lesson about… cleaning behind your ears or something, and you would appreciate it if she let you go with a clean slate.

"I'm afraid that something just can't be cleaned - even with my powers," Woshua said as she brought your body to the shore and sat down onto your stomach. "But… what I can do is clean you off the face of this earth… how would that work for you?"

You told her that wouldn't work at all, especially since you were dry-clean-only.

"Oh? If that were true, wouldn't that mean you'd be shrinking right about now?" Woshua asked as a hand reached down behind her to stroke your shaft. You could feel her smooth fingers run up and down your length as the bubbles from her suddy bodysuit caressed your balls. "It seems to me like you've only gotten longer."

You groan as you feel her pussy lips press against the tip of your shaft and say that you were referring to your lifespan.

"Ah - that makes much more sense," Woshua replied. "Oh drain-o… I'm really about to kill you, aren't I? I've been kinda sadistic about this…"

You told her it wasn't too late - she could still let you go and you'd slip away like a missing sock in the wash. It would sure go a long way to cleaning her dirty conscience.

"No… I can't do that," she said somewhat sadly as her grinding against your dick came to a stop. "I have to do this… even if it's horrible."

You let out an abrupt gasp as you suddenly felt your shaft press past her folds, her cunt wrapping around you all the way to the base.

"And if I'm going to do something horrible… then I might as well have fun doing it!" Woshua said with a sudden laugh as her rear began to slap against your groin.

You couldn't help but grunt as you felt her tight cunt start to rape you, but at least you had a bit of a better understanding of her now. She wasn't really sadistic at heart… she was mostly just acting this way as a coping mechanism. Granted, this didn't help you out of your situation in the slightest, but at least it was nice to know.

"Aaaaah!" Woshua groaned in between thrusts. "I… I never had sex like this before… it feels so weird! I can feel your thing twitch inside me!"

She was right about the twitching - your cock was positively throbbing inside her as she thrusted herself up and down. You could feel the folds of her cunt squeeze your shaft like the last bit of soap in the bottle as her hips rammed your tip against your cervix.

"Oh my goodness… even when I clean in there… I never go that deep!" Woshua pointed out, her lower abdomen bulging a little behind all the bubbles. "Your dirty dick… wants to dirty the deepest part of me, doesn't it? To corrupt the most pure part of me?"

You shook your head - that wasn't your MO at all.

"Lies! I can see it in your eyes!" Woshua grunted, her thrusts growing even more powerful as she fucked you. "You want your… stuff… deep inside me… is… is it called sperm?"

You nodded your head, relatively certain that she was either talking about sperm or yogurt, though only one of those things was going to be spewing out of your cock in a few minutes.

"I heard from a nerdy friend of mine… that sperm… wiggles around like germs," Woshua panted, her head spinning at the thought. "Those things may be full of soul energy… but deep down, they're just as dirty as you are!"

She slammed her hips down one more time before grinding from side to side, her pubis mons scrubbing your groin clean.

"But… I'll tell you what…" Woshua said with a smirk as your dick pulsed inside her moist snatch. "To make up for, you know… killing you… how about I carry your sperm inside me for a whole week?"

All you could do was grunt in reply as your hips reflexively bucked, sending bubbles flying as Woshua bounced into the air.

"Hahaha! I can tell you like that idea!" Woshua laughed as she began thrusting again. "Your dirty mind is already thinking about it, isn't it? About me walking around with your cum inside me for a whole week… dripping out of me, drip by drip, as I walk around… but everyone just assuming that it's just more soap…"

You panted heavily as you felt her ram your cock against her cervix harder and harder.

"I usually douche three times a day… like everyone should… but if it's to give you one last, extra moment of pleasure… I think I can make the sacrifice," Woshua said, her tongue now hanging out of her mouth in a very unsanitary manner as the water from the top of her head splashed everywhere. "So go on… give me enough of your dirty mop sludge to keep me nice and full… for weeks if necessary! Fill me up like an empty soap dispenser! Give me all that you have!"

That turned out to be the last pipe cleaner, as you finally felt your balls boil over and begin unloading what spunk you had left into her waiting womb.

"Aaaaah, yes!" she moaned at that, her body shaking as her bubbles popped all over her body. The sensation of the bubbles popping clearly made her feel even more ecstasy, as her body kept writhing and writhing as her tight pussy was filled to it's limits. "I had no idea that being dirty could feel so… good! Maybe… I should do this more from time to time…"

She shivered a little, sending vibrations down your slowly deflating dick as she thought about having sex more.

"On second thought, I'll only do this occasionally… and only with partners I know are clean," she said, sounding like a reasonable woman for once. "But… I'll be sure to remember this for a long time…"

As the world began to fade to black, you wondered if you should bother telling her what happens to human bodies after they die.

Nah. Even if this did somehow exist in an alternate timeline, she'd find out soon enough…

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When you next opened your eyes, you find yourself once again with your feet dangling in the possibly-radioactive river, but instead you were much further from relaxing. Realizing that Woshua was likely already behind you, you turned around as quickly as you could to face her.

"Hey, you there," you heard her say as soon as you saw her. "You don't bathe in that river regularly, do you? For some reason, I think you do… but regardless, you shouldn't because it's positively filthy in there!"

You quickly explained to her that it was okay because, uh… you were just about to break out your soap!

"Oh… well, that makes it better then," she replied. "Though, it's odd that you're bathing right here. I've never met anyone who does this kind of thing outside their own bathtub before… besides me, that is, and I don't think you can really meet yourself. Right?"

You told her philosophical questions really aren't your cup of green tea soap. Instead, you were more in the business of… cleaning! Yes, that's it! You were in the business of cleaning things!

"And they just let you operate out here in the open? I should talk to the Waterfall city council about this… we really need to clean up this town," she said to herself. "What do you wash here anyways?"

You were about to say 'cars', but then you remembered that they didn't have very many of those down there. You couldn't say you were cleaning the grass, either, since it needed the dirt to live, and the air would be pretty hard to clean with soap. So, that just left you with… monsters!

"You're a monster cleaner?" Woshua asked, a little bit incredulous. "Like… you'll just bathe people for money?"

Remembering what happened the last time she saw through your facade, you hid your soul behind your back and stuck to your metaphorical guns. No, wait, that was too violent… you stuck to your metaphorical… water guns. Much better.

"Huh… I never actually had someone wash me besides myself… at least, not since I was an egg," Woshua mused to herself. "It might be nice to save my hands the trouble for once… how much for a single go?"

Not expecting her to try hiring you, you made up the price of 1000G in the belief that there was no way she would have that much money.

"Deal," Woshua said as she plopped a big bag of G onto the ground next to you. You had no idea where she was hiding it, but at least you knew that it was clean money… or, at the very least, well-laundered. "Alright, let's get started."

Unsure of where to start, you told her that you just realized you forgot your soaps at home.

"That won't be a problem," Woshua said as she got into the river and handed you an entire spa's worth of soap, also from nowhere. "I would have asked you to use my own brands anyways."

Almost collapsing from the sheer weight of the soap she loaded onto you, you asked her if there was any kind of soap brand she didn't use.

"The only bad soap is no soap," she replied. "Which is something you really should learn if you're going to get anywhere in this business."

Realizing you had no more excuses to give, you stripped away all your clothes, picked a soap that didn't seem too fragrantly fragrant, and began to wash her from behind.

"Well? Have you started?" she asked as your hands slid across her hard back. "I can't really feel anything through my shell."

You assured her that you had, and you used your fingers to make sure every nook and cranny back there was clean. To your shock, there was actually quite a lot of dirt built up in those crevices on her back… but then again, you doubted that she'd be able to reach those crevices very well, even if she tried.

"Oh dear! I can hear dirt falling out of me… ewwww!" Woshua said with shiver. "How much of it are you getting out? No, wait! I don't want to know! Just… just get it all out, quick!"

You did as she asked and worked your fingers harder than a professional paper-football player. By the time you were done, her shell looked as good as new, which was good since it's not like turtles could just take off their shells and replace them. That would be silly.

"Mmm… I'm feeling cleaner already," Woshua said as your scrubbing slowly came to a close. "Now to do the front."

You tried telling her that she was probably clean enough already, though that had the expected results.

"You don't use just one side of the sponge," Woshua replied as she turned around and revealed her skinny, naked form to you through the foam. "And you don't just wash one side of yourself in the bath."

You blushed and apologized before getting some more soap and began rubbing your hands up and down her chest. You knew that this was supposed to be entirely nonsexual, but it was hard for your mind not to go there when you were literally feeling up a girl's breasts.

"Oh please! You're barely scrubbing at all!" Woshua complained. "You have to really get your fingers in there! Do it harder!"

You did so somewhat reluctantly, getting a good feel of the deeper flesh of her tits as she did so. She may not have had much there, but her bust was still surprisingly fun to play with.

"Mmm, much better…" Woshua groaned at that, her body shaking. "That, uh… didn't sound dirty, did it?"

You assured her that it was totally clean. Nothing dirty at all about moaning and shaking as a strange person she never met before felt up up her chest. Nothing dirty at all.

"Good, that's what I was thinking," She said before taking your hands down towards her stomach. "Be sure to clean out my navel well, okay?"

Your hands tried to be much more gentle this time, but, once again, you found her hands against yours insisting that you be more rough. It was clear from her thin stomach that she didn't focus much on exercising her core, so it was nice and soft. It was quite the contrast to her hard back, which seemed strong enough to take a bullet.

"Hnnn~ Yes… go deep in there!" she moaned as your fingers circled around her belly button. "Deeper! Harder!"

As lewd as her moans were, you were busy wondering why exactly a turtle like her had a belly button in the first place. You ultimately decided that wasn't that important, however, and decided that you might as well take Woshua's earlier advice and just have fun with this terrible situation. As such, you brought your mouth down to her belly button and began to blow.

"Aaaaah! Ahahaha!" Woshua began giggling uncontrollably. "Wait… what are you doing? Hahaha! That isn't sanitary!"

You told her that your spit was full of soap - which was true in this case since you were practically breathing it at this point - and that by blowing it into her would be the best way to reach the deepest part of her navel.

"If you-haha! Say so!" she replied, laughing all the way until you finally stopped blowing.

"Alright… now, just one more place left to go before my legs…" she said as she reached and brought your hands down towards her cunt.

You asked her if she'd really be comfortable with you cleaning something so… intimate.

"Intimate? I'm not sure if you've noticed, but I don't wear any clothes," Woshua pointed out as your first finger went inside her. "So I'm not afraid of you getting a good look… or a good feel… plus, it is very important to keep your vagina clean, you know! You can get all kinds of nasty infections if you don't…"

You simply nodded as you began to thrust your finger in and out of her and said that those vagina infections sure suck. Why, you remember one time your vagina, which you totally had, got so infected that you had to use an antibiotic… that was so awful!

"Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that!" Woshua gushed like a malfunctioning dishwasher while her pussy clamped tightly around your fingers. "What were you infected with?"

You told her you were infected with… vaginanal disease.

"You mean… venereal disease?" Woshua asked as you managed to slip in another finger, pushing her lips apart even further. "What kind?"

You told her the… vaginal kind. Yes, that's right.

"You sound like you don't know your pussy very well," Woshua said while you absent-mindedly pumped three fingers in and out of her cunt. "Would you like me to teach you more about it or something?"

You told her that wouldn't be necessary. You totally knew where everything was, and what the names of everything was. Like, there was the clit, and then there was the fleshy outer part… and the clit… and… the labia wasn't a country in north Africa, right?"

"Uuuh… I think I'm going to show you anyways," Woshua said before reaching a hand down towards your groin and feeling the hard cock down there that was hidden by all the bubbles. "Wait… I'm pretty sure that's not a vagina down there…"

This is precisely why you told her about vaginanal disease, but alas, she didn't lsten. Your vagina has become your anus, so to compensate, your clit has elongated to penis-size, not unlike that of a hyena. Since your vocation is in monster-washing, however, the powers that be decided it would squirt out soap for people when properly handled.

"… I can tell my shampoo from my conditioner, you know," Woshua said while you nervously kept pumping your fingers in and out of her cunt.

You told her it was neither - it was actually shampoo + conditioner.

"I mean, I know that you never had a real vagina. It looks familiar, but I can't quite remember what it is..." she said, her hand suddenly squeezing around your shaft. "Just… tell me what it is, okay? Come clean, and I promise I won't get mad."

Nervous, you asked her if that was really true. She wouldn't call you a dirty liar?

"Of course it is! You cleaned my shell!" she replied, her rubber duck quacking as her pussy gave you a reassuring snuggle of your fingers. "So, just let it out."

Sighing and hoping that you wouldn't have to reset twice in a single chapter again, you told her that it was actually a penis… which is something some humans have… which is something you might be.

"Oh…" Woshua said, her cunt letting go. "I kinda wish I knew that earlier… talk about bursting my soap bubble… you're still washing monsters for cash, though, right?"

You told her that was technically correct in this instance.

"So, like… you could use that to wash the inside of my pussy, couldn't you?" she asked, her cunt now clamping down on your fingers harder than ever before.

You told her that, yes, you theoretically could, but your penis didn't actually release soap… it released sperm.

"Well, that's okay, right?" she asked. "All you have to do is pull out before that happens, right?"

You said that would work, but you never actually tried the pull-out method before… come to think of it, you never used any kind of birth control before since monsters didn't seem to believe in it.

Well, there's a first time for everything, apparently, so you agreed to give it a shot.

"Okay… remember to scrub hard and good, okay?" she asked as she made sure to lather your dick up as much as possible. "Reach all the nooks and crannies, and scrape out anything that doesn't belong there."

You said that you'd try your best, but it might get a little hard to concentrate.

With that, you lined yourself up with her lemon-scented hole and plunged yourself inside, causing her to grunt as brand new sensations washed over her mind.

"Oh my! This… this reminds me a bit of when I use my detachable shower head… for a deep clean…" Woshua moaned as you sent your cock deeper and deeper into her with every thrust. "That… felt nice too…"

You didn't say much as you continued fucking her, holding onto her hands for leverage as you plumbed her pipes.

"What's that matter? You're stiff as starch right now," Woshua said as she leaned in closer to you, her soft chest now pressed against yours as she fucked you. "I'm not making you nervous, am I?"

Sweating enough to make a river of your own, you told her that monsters have occasionally tried to steal your soul… and by occasionally, you meant a lot.

"Yeah… I can see why that would muddy your vision of monsters somewhat," Woshua said, her hands rubbing gently up and down your back as you began to bottom-out inside her. "In fact… if I knew you were a human earlier, I probably would have attacked you,"

Your cock throbbing in fear inside her, you told Woshua that hearing her say that wasn't exactly helping you relax.

"Sorry, but it's true!" she replied, now starting to thrust on your own. "A lot of monsters really want that soul… we need it to set us free. But… the more I think about taking it from you… the more I don't think I'd have a clean conscience."

You paused your thrusts a little at that. Was she really feeling regret from when she raped you before the reset? You guessed coping mechanism don't really work well with time travel or something.

"So… I promise you… I won't steal your soul!" Woshua assured you, now impaling herself onto your dick far faster than you were thrusting into her. "Cross my heart, and hope to air dry!"

Your body shook as she took you into a deep hug, and you felt the entrance to her womb kiss the tip of your cock. You thought for just a moment that you were about to finish inside her, but you managed to pull yourself back at the last second.

"So just… scrub-a-dub-dub all your problems away!" Woshua moaned, her breathing growing ragged as she forced herself onto your body over and over again. "Just like… you scrubbed all my dirt away!"

You finally decided to push your fear to the side like a piece of particularly ugly lint and grabbed hold of her rear. Holding onto her petite cheeks, you pounded into her as hard as you could, battering her womb as you felt your balls climb to a sanitizing boil.

"Yes! Scrub me as hard as you can!" Woshua begged, water from her head spraying everywhere again as even her rubber duck was moaning/quacking in pleasure. "Just remember… finish… outside!"

You nodded and kept on thrusting right until the last possible second - at which point, you forcefully pulled out and pushed Woshua away.

"Aaaah… now that is what I call… a deep cleanse…" Woshua sighed happily before she realized your dick was still hard. "Oh! Well, I suppose it wouldn't be fair if I just left you like this…"

She led you back over to the river bank, laid you down onto it, and rubbed your dick with her flat, soapy chest until you finally came. After that, her upper body was white with something very different than soap...

"There - now we're both satisfied," she said, your mutual cleansing filling you with determination. "Though… I'm a bit more dirty than I started now… wait… ewww! Is this stuff actually stickier when exposed to soap?"

Yeah… you told her that could be a real pain sometimes. You also suggested that you keep it away from any drains, lest they be clogged.

"Augh… I am so washing this off," she said before jumping back in the river. "Thanks for cleaning me by the way. I hope you get lots more customers!"

You thanked her, but added that you realized that your talents were probably better suited elsewhere. Like… maybe as a hairdresser… or a public relations representative.

"You want to go into marketing?" Woshua asked as she washed her tits. "Well, it's a dirty job, but someone's got to do it."

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No Mercy

"You… used to be Aaron, right?" School Slut asked as your slaves both floated behind you. "I think I remember you in one of my classes a hundred years ago or so."

"Ah, yes, I remember that," Dumbelle said fondly. "Back then, I could barely lift one thousand pounds… and I kept having to buy new shirts because I kept ripping them from flexing too much."

"Yeah… I remember those rips interrupting my lectures more than once," School Slut reminisced. "What happened to you after you graduated?"

"Well… I wanted to get into bodybuilding, but then I remembered that monsters don't really have bodies to build, so that career path was kind of a dead end," Dumbelle explained. "So, I just went with what I was best at during school - math! I became an accountant!"

"Oh, really? I'm so proud of you!" School Slut said, her body rising a little in excitement. "You always were one of the brightest bulbs in my class."

Interrupting the two, you told them that Dumbelle wasn't smart; she was dumb. It was right there in her stupid name. Besides, brains and brawn just don't mix… because you said so! Unless brain and brawn were mixing in you, of course. You were absolutely perfect.

"Oh, right! Of course!" Dumbelle quickly corrected herself, trying her best to sound as airheaded as possible. "I'm just… an empty, dumb shell, and I always have been! Because if you say it's true, Master, then it has to be! How stupid of me to think I'm smart…"

You nodded at that - she might be dumb, but at least she got that right.

"Hey, is your phone ringing?" Dumbelle suddenly asked as your phone started vibrating. "Er, I mean… is your… banana… bringing?"

Ignoring your intentionally-moronic slave, you answered your phone and was immediately greeted by the voice of Bones.

"Hello there, Master! I hope your incredibly lustful journey is going well!" she greeted. "So, uh, I couldn't get Watchdog to stop trying to smoke me, so I decided to try to go to Waterfall to avoid her until she's finally done going through withdrawal. Mom is helping her through it while I'm gone. When I got here, though, I ran into Undyne along the way. She yelled at me for a while, and there was some weird crying afterwards… and, well, to make a long story short, she's now demanding to know what you look like, and I'm not sure what to tell her. Thankfully, I managed to get myself excused to powder my bones, but she's going to expect me back eventually. What should I tell her?"

Hmm… so this Undyne person seems important. So if you're going to answer, it will invariably lead to how you and her will meet. So what you say next will affect how the entire course of your journey will go… nah, you're going to screw them all in the end, so it doesn't matter what you say! But since you don't want her to be suspicious, you give Bones an answer: you wear a blue-and-purple-striped shirt.

"Ooooh! Blue and purple, eh?" Bones asked, her voice suddenly shifting to a weird tone. Well, a weirder tone. "I'll be sure to tell her right away! Wink-wink!"

She was suddenly interrupted by what sounded like metal pounding on wood.

"Oh! That must be Undyne now!" Bone exclaimed. "Talk to you later, Master!"

"Did I hear her say something about Undyne?" asked School Slut. "I remember her too… even as a guppy, she was very dangerous. Very rowdy in class, too."

You shrugged and just kept walking along the pier, confident that you'd be able to handle whatever she threw your way.

"Oh, hey dude!" a familiar voice shouted out from the next area of the cave. You looked and saw the monster kid from earlier walk up to you. "It's cool to see you again! Have you seen Undyne again?"

You shook your head 'no', you haven't seen her fishy face anywhere nearby.

"Hold on a second… is that my teacher!?" the monster kid gasped before suddenly trying to hide behind you like you were some kind of monster-shaped lamp. "I'm so sorry, Ms. Glyde! I was, just, uh… going back to your class! To do… homework! I'm totally not trying to sneak onto the field trip without a permission slip… I, uh…"

"Oh my! Didn't you get the message I sent out?" School Slut asked curiously, interrupting her rambling student.

"Message?" the monster kid asked, poking her head back out.

"Yeah - the field trip has been canceled," School Slut explained. "Because of, er… because of…"

You moved your index finger across your neck, imitating a knife slicing a pumpkin whose mouth was carved just a little bit too wide.

"…Someone took the word 'field trip' a bit too literally, and tripped in one of the fields," School Slut eventually finished. "So, we ended the field trip and sent everyone home, and gave everyone the day off too. And, since there's no longer a field trip, you don't need anyone's permission to be here."

"Really?" the monster kid asked as she stepped out from behind you, her eyes glittering with wonder and amazement. "That's great! I mean, not the tripping part… I really feel sorry for people who trip tragically… but it's awesome that I get to hang out here all by myself now!"

You told her that wasn't really the case - she was hanging out with you right now, wasn't she?

"Hahah, I guess you're right," she said as you all resumed walking and entered an area of the cave with big, stone pillars lining the northern bank of the river you were walking over. "Uh, is there a reason she and Aaron aren't wearing clothing?"

You shook your head and asked if there was a reason she was wearing clothes.

"Good point," the monster kid admitted. "So, Aaron… how have you been? It's been awhile since I last talked to you."

"Oh, I have been absolutely delightful!" Dumbelle replied, flexing her muscles. "In fact… I've just been bursting with pleasure lately!"

"Pleasure? Like, you going on a cruise or something?" the monster kid asked curiously.

"No… I've only been cruisin' for a snoozin', if you know what I mean," Dumbelle said with a wink that was supposed to be suggestive, but you don't think the monster kid realized that.

"Snoozing? You mean you've been napping?" the blonde girl asked curiously.

"No, I've been sleeping… with a very special someone~" Dumbelle replied with another wink.

"Oh! Whoever that is must make a really great pillow then!" the monster kid said with a smile, her innocence reminding you of yourself before you came to the Underground… but that was a boring time, so you quickly shifted your focus back to the present, where it looked like someone had tossed a glowing blue spear towards the catwalk you were walking on.

"Oh, hey, I think that's one of Undyne's spears!" the monster kid said happily at the sight. "You can tell it's her's because it's blue, and blue is her favorite- yipe!"

The blonde, armless girl was cut off as the spear grazed past her side, cutting a tiny hole where her left arm should have been.

"Wow, that was a close one!" the monster kid laughed. "For a second there, I thought that spear was aimed at- yow!"

This time a spear went right between her legs, just barely avoiding her the world's worst clit piercing.

"Uh oh…" monster kid gasped, her eyes widening as she saw more spears materialize behind the columns on the river's north bank. "Run away!"

The dark-skinned monster girl quickly took off down the boardwalk, with you and your slaves not far behind. You were a bit confused as to why Undyne was targeting this innocent girl, but you knew that you couldn't let the young girl be hurt - she was going to be your future fuckslave, after all.

So, as you ran, you made sure to knock the spears out of the way, ensuring that none of them actually hit their target. You managed to do it all expertly too, and totally didn't have to reset several times because you tripped on a loose board, or accidently lost an eye. Nope, no accidents at all.

Eventually, you all managed to reach another long patch of grass, which your slaves and the child quickly ran into for cover. You, however, stopped right before the grass and stopped to face your pursuer.

Grabbing the last spear she threw out of the air, you brought it up to your mouth and gave it a nice, long, sensual lick. You could hear someone in a metal suit shiver at that. Then, taking the spear by both ends, brought it down onto your knee, and snapped it right in half. Undyne might not have known who you were before… but now, she definitely would…

Breaking that spear definitely did not hurt more than you thought it would...

With that little tease out of the way, you tossed the spear into the river just as you heard Undyne start swearing to herself in realization. She tried following you into the grass afterwards, but it didn't take you long for you to realize that she had a blindside, and that all you had to do to avoid her was to stay where she couldn't see.

After that, it became almost comical how easy it was to avoid getting caught. You were able to brush up against her, stroke her thighs, poke her arms, all without her ever catching so much as a glimpse of you. You, however, got more than an eyeful of her...

She was wearing the same iron helmet you saw earlier that obscured her face completely, but you were able to get a much better look at her body. Her armor was heavier than Bones's was, but it still didn't completely cover her. On her chest she had an iron breastplate that, unfortunately enough, hid her tits. Her scaly, blue arms and toned stomach were both on full display, however. On her feet were two iron boots, that went about shin height, leaving two whole feet of absolute territory between her boots and her metal combat skirt. Her legs were so strong… you could practically imagine them pulling you into her cunt already.

And, finally, underneath that combat skirt was a pair of chainmail panties, similar to Bones. Or, rather, she used to have them under there - that quickly changed after you managed to swipe them off her and kept them for yourself.

Eventually, Undyne seemed to get fed up of looking and stormed off, leaving you alone with your girls.

"Phew, that was a close one…" monster kid said with a sigh as you all exited the grass. "I wonder why she was throwing those spears at me? Like… I didn't do anything wrong, did I?"

You shrugged, and said that maybe Undyne just wasn't as cool as she thought she was… or, maybe her sweater made it look like she was some kind of target from above. Who knows.

"Wow… I don't know which one of those is worse…" the monster kid said with a shiver. "But, I'm sure that, whatever the reason, it was just a big misunderstanding! It probably won't happen again… I hope…"

"Well, at least the only thing that was hurt here was your self-worth," said School Slut. "...Actually, now that I think about it, that might actually be worse for a monster… uh, let's just keep moving, shall we?"

You told them to wait, since you had something that could make the monster kid feel a bit better.

"Oh? What is it?" the monster kid asked as you took out the pair of metallic panties you just captured. "Wait… are those?!"

You nodded and confirmed that these were, indeed, Undyne's panties.

"Oh my goodness! How did you get those!?" she asked.

You told her that Undyne just got so sweaty running around in the grass that they must have just… slipped off.

"Wow, we are so lucky!" the monster kid said excitedly. "I always imagined raiding Undyne's house for her clothes, but I never actually thought I would get the chance to wear them! Oh, put them on me, put them on me!"

The monster girl quickly kicked off her pants, giving you good look at her thin legs and yellow panties with little kittens printed on them. It was almost hard to believe that she was actually somehow older than you.

"Just… slip them on over my other pair, okay? I don't mind!" she said before you did just that, kidding a chance to cop an 'innocent' feel of her ass and groin in the process. "Yeeessss! Now, almost getting impaled is totally worth it! Let's see go see if her armor falls of next!"

The monster kid quickly shimmied her pants back on and you you all continued into a much more confined area of the cave. There, you found an abandoned telescope on the side of the road, a bunch of footprints in the dirt from what looked like a stampede, and a certain blue bunny selling ice cream on the side of the road.

"Oh, hello there!" IC greeted when she saw you. "It's so nice to see you again!"

"You two know each other?" the monster kid asked curiously, turning towards you.

"Oh yeah! We worked together at a… charity in Snowdin, but there's no more money to gather over there," IC explained. "So, I set up shop over here to help the… the cause! But sales have been a little lackluster as of late still…"

"Oh, that's too bad," monster kid said sympathetically. "Uh… who are you again?"

"Uh… the Nice Cream woman?" IC said, surprised at the question. "Don't you recognize me?"

"Nope," the kid replied.

"But… I've been selling Nice Cream in Snowdin for years!" IC said pleadingly.

"Doesn't ring a bell," the monster kid said, her expression not changing.

"I purposefully set up my cart outside the librarby so I can try to sell you kids food when you leave school!" IC said, waving her arms dramatically.

"I've never seen you before in my life," monster kid said flatly.

"Oh… okay then…" IC said, her shoulders slumping. "I'm just gonna… take a nap behind my Nice Cream cart. If you hear any sobbing, that's just the sound of… dreams coming true, or something."

You told her to hold on just a moment. You figured, since IC was here, she might as well serve you and your 'friends' some Nice Cream.

"Oh! Right, of course ma-er, customer," IC said quickly as she opened up her cart. "What would you like?"

You told her you wanted mint, pistachio, chocolate, vanilla, strawberry, berry straw, Swiss, and provolone… with a cherry on top.

"Alright, and what would you like it in?" IC asked as she wrote your order down. "A cone? On a really small stick? On a really short stick with just a tiny bit of each flavor added on, making an experimental mishmash that could redefine ice cream as we know-"

You interrupted and told her that you'd actually like your Nice Cream… on a bunny.

"Uh… what?" IC asked, confused.

"Wait… I thought I was supposed to be the dumb one," Dumbelle whispered quietly to School Slut, which you ignored.

You told IC that she heard you right. You ordered quite a lot of ice cream, and you'd need an equally proportioned plate to eat off of. Since IC obviously didn't have anything around that would fit, she'd just have to use herself.

"Oh! I think I know what you're getting at," IC said before lying her naked body on top of her cart. "Just give me a minute to take out all the scoops…"

"Uh… are you sure you want to eat your ice cream off her body?" monster kid asked with an eyebrow raised.

You told her that of course you did; otherwise, you'd be forced to eat it with your hands, and that would just be unsanitary. Plus, it'll be way easier for you to share it with her.

"Wait, you're going to share it with me!?" the monster kid asked excitedly, stars appearing in her eyes. "Oh, that is so rad of you, dude! I'm not sure if I want to eat it this way though…"

"Alright, the Nice Cream is all ready!" IC announced, showing off her frozen yogurt-covered body. "Dig in!"

You told the kid that she could do whatever she wanted, but she'd certainly regret it if she let you eat it all by yourself.

"Hmm…" the monster kid mumbled to herself as you started eating, starting with chocolate sauce that was dripping down IC's thigh. "Well, okay, I'll have some. I just hope I don't get any cavities from her cavities!"

"Can we have some too?" School Slut asked hopefully, to which you just shook a disapproving finger at her. "Aw…"

"Yay, ice cream for two! Er, three!" the monster kid cheered before latching her mouth onto the vanilla ice cream on IC's right breast.

"Ooooooh, my!" IC groaned at the feeling of her tit being licked and you slowly making your way towards her cunt. "This feels so weird… but I like it!"

"Mmm, me too!" the monster kid said between licks, white liquid now covering her dark face in a very suggestive manner. "I've never eaten ice cream like this before, but it still tastes great!"

You tell her that, once you start eating it like this, there was simply no other way to do it. It simply didn't taste as good any other way…

You followed this up by licking directly at the strawberry ice cream at IC's groin, making sure to go directly for her stiff clit while silently thanking the powers that be that IC probably won't have to worry about a monster yeast infection.

"Oh fuuuu...dgsicle," IC gasped at your lick, almost swearing but stopping herself at the last second to avoid spooking monster kid. "Uh, don't forget to try out my fudgsicle flavor on my other breast, kid!"

"Don't mind if I do!" the monster kid replied before going to town on the other tit. You could tell by the look on your bunny's face that she was holding back one hell of a moan. She had to bite her lip as the monster kid hungrily lapped at her tits, driving her mad as the innocent schoolgirl licked at her stiff nipples.

Feeling sorry for the rabbit, you decided to go back between her thighs… and lick at her cunt even harder than you were before!

"Gyaaaah!" IC suddenly groaned out, her body twisting a little as her cunt added fresh 'sauce' onto your ice cream.

"Huh? Are you okay?" the monster kid asked, stopping her taste mid-lick. "I didn't hurt you did I?"

"No… I'm just… happy that you're enjoying my taste… gyaaah!" IC panted, moaning conce again as you niggled at her clit a little and stuck your tongue inside her. "I mean… my flavors! I'm glad that you're enjoying my flavors!"

"Oh! You're welcome then!" the monster kid replied before getting straight back to eating, her tongue tracing its way down IC's chest until it reached the mint ice cream at her naval.

"Gmmmm!" IC grunted into her lips as she felt two tongues snake their ways into her - one into her belly button, and the other deep into her cunt.

"Mmm… say, dude! You should totally try out some of this mint!" the monster kid said as she ate innie and you ate outtie. "It is so good!"

Deciding to take her up on the offer, you finally removed your tongue out of IC's cunt - but not before sliding your tongue along her clit first. Then, you slowly made your way up through her bunny bush, over her lower abdomen, and then finally arriving at the minty goodness at her core.

"What did I tell you?" the monster kid asked, her tongue still out. "It's great isn't it?"

You nodded in agreement as your tongue snaked its way along IC's soft body, pushing through the cold treat until eventually coming across something warm… and soft… and pink. It tried to sneak away for a second but you 'accidentally' slipped and your lips soon found themselves pressed against another pair.

The monster kid's tongue stopped in its tracks for a few moments as she slowly registered what had just happened, before she finally gasped and pulled away.

Laughing and wiping off your face, you asked the girl what was wrong.

"Uh, nothing, nothing at all!" she insisted with a blush on her face. "Well, other than losing out on giving my first kiss to Undyne…" she added quietly to herself.

"What was that?" asked School Slut.

"Uh, nothing!" the monster kid hastily insisted. "I… need to get going somewhere! Bye!"

The monster kid quickly ran off, ice cream running down her face and leaving a small trail behind her as ran. Then, to your surprise, she came running back.

"Actually, before I go, could you give me some napkins to wipe myself off with?" the monster kid asked.

"Oh, sure!" IC said before taking out some napkins from her cart. "Here you go!"

IC then held out the napkins towards the monster kid and let go - dropping them onto the floor. You all just stared at the napkins on the floor for a few moments, simply blinking at them.

"Alright, fuck you too then," the kid said before walking away again.

"Wha!? What did I do wrong?!" IC said desperately as the kid disappeared around a corner.

"You… did realize that she didn't have any arms to catch that, or pick it up, right?" asked School Slut.

"What?!" IC exclaimed. "I just thought sleeveless shirts were in this season or something!"

"What? No! That's not even what sleeveless shirts look like!" School Slut explained.

"Hahah, my muscles… I'm laughing so hard, they hurt!" Dumbelle chuckled. "As an expert on being dumb, I have to say… that was an impressive performance~"

"Ugh… even here, my business is a failure…" IC said as she slunk down behind her cart once again.

You told her not to feel too bad - aside from that awkward moment at the end, you couldn't think of how that delicious nyotaimori, or rather, nyotaicecream, could have possibly gone better.

"Thanks, Master… you always know what to say," said IC. "Oh! I think your phone is ringing, Master!"

You double checked that you didn't have any hidden vibrators before agreeing and answering the call.

"Hello, Master!" Bones greeted. "Do you remember that question I asked you earlier? The one where you told me you were wearing a purple and blue sweater?"

You told her you did remember and scolded her for doubting your memory. You always remembered everything, and no one, especially someone from Snowdin, could tell you otherwise.

"Right, of course, Master!" Bones replied. "You always were so smart! Which is why I knew that when you told me you were wearing a purple and blue sweater, I knew that you wanted me to tell Undyne something else to throw her off your trail! Why, it was a plan so brilliant, that you didn't even need to verbalize it with words! So, I told her instead that you were wearing a yellow and brown striped sweater! That way, you'd be able to sneak past the trap she was setting for you easy-peasy!"

You slapped yourself upon hearing that. At least you knew why the monster kid was attacked now.

"No need to thank me, Master!" you heard Bones say proudly through the phone. "Your amazed silence at how well your plan went is thanks enough! So long for now, and happy raping!"

"Uh… was Bones being Bones again?" School Slut asked, to which you nodded your head. "Ah. That girl never was the smartest whale in the pod. I have no idea how she made it out of school… actually, now that I think about it, I don't remember her being in my school at all for some reason. I guess she must have moved here from somewhere else… but then, where did her house come from?"

You told her that didn't matter; no weird plot shit or Bone's stupid skullduggery would stop you from achieving your goal.

"Of course, Master~" Dumbelle agreed. "You can strongarm your way through anything, just like I can! No, better than I can!"

You nodded in agreement before finally setting off through the cave again, eager to find the next pure thing in your path to corrupt.

Thankfully, you found a patch of tall grass along the path that was just the right size to plan your next move. However, upon leaving your sanctum, you came to find yourself wearing ballet shoes. Not quite what you'd call threatening, but it was better than nothing.

You eventually found your pure, white sheet to sully in the form of a turtle girl washing clothes on the side of the road. At least, you think she was a turtle girl. It was kinda hard to tell with the immense field of bubbles that was obscuring her green body. You could still make out her face, however, and the strange puddle of water that rested on her head that had a little rubber duck in it for some reason.

"So filthy…" the turtle girl grunted to herself as she furiously scrubbed a shirt in the glowing blue river she sat on the bank of. "I don't understand why people would be in such a hurry to go somewhere, but they wouldn't be in a hurry to make sure their clothes don't fall out of their suitcases and get all dirty! Ugh, this is why I don't bother with the things… you should spend all your time cleaning yourself. Clothes would only get in the way!"

You walked up behind her and tapped the girl on the shoulder - getting your fingers covered in soap in the process.

"Oh, hello there," she greeted, turning around. "My name is Woshua! Would you mind handing me that-"

She was cut off as you gave her an express delivery - your foot directly to her face.

"Oooof!" she grunted as she went flying back, the puddle from her head spilling out onto the ground along with the plastic duck. She lay in the black grass, dazed and confused, afterwards. "Oh no! My water! I… without that water… I'm paralyzed! And the ground… it's so filthy! P-please, help me!"

You simply ignored her and began to clear away the bubbles to get a better look at her skinny, turtle body.

"What are you doing?" Woshua gasped as she felt your hands reach her breasts. "Get your filthy hands off me… you damn, dirty freak!"

Laughing, you told her that you were here for only one thing; bubble bubble, toil, and trouble~

Actually, those were three things, but you think she got the point as you continued fondling her tiny tits, rubbing your fingers around her quickly-stiffening nipples.

"Oh, shampoo…" Woshua swore as you reached down to grope her cunt - which was already more than a little slick from all the soap on it. "I can't believe this his happening…"

"You can't?" School Slut asked with a little laugh as she began fingering herself. "Well then, let me teach you a lesson, soap scum… what Master is going to do is rape your sad little holes until they cum… and cum… and you belong to them!

"No… I… I have to… slip away somehow…" Woshua said desperately while your right index and ring fingers spread her pussy wide and your middle finger began to test the waters of her 'tub'. "I can't let them… do this! I have so much left to do… so much left to clean!"

"Sorry, babe, but it looks like you're at the end of your soap on a rope~" Dumbelle said with a wink as you felt Woshua's pussy squirm around you. "But don't worry, I'm sure Master will find something for you to clean. After all, they make such a mess when they're plowing through girls~"

"No… this is worse… than even my dirtiest fantasies… I need to- guuuh!" Woshua said, interrupted when you abruptly shoved your cock into her pussy and began thrusting. "No, stop! I… I didn't even clean your dick beforehand… this is too gross!"

"Careful~ If you struggle too much, then Master might get angry," School Slut warned as she played with her own exposed cunt. "And if you do that, you might get them to expose their abrasive side~"

"This- uh! - isn't abrasive already?" Woshua grunted, your powerful thrusts forcing her body into the dirt as your cock rammed into her womb.

"Well, if they got mad enough, they could make you choke on some 'soap', if you know what I mean." School Slut replied while Woshua's cunt leaked around your cock like a faucet. "And you don't want that do you?"

"No…" Woshua replied as you felt her cunt contract around you in fear. Aaaah… what a wonderful feeling. "But… I don't want this either…"

"Well, unless you want to get taken to the cleaners - in a bad way - then I suggest you learn to want this~" Dumbelle suggested suggestively as you continued to plow your new toy.

"But… I can't just… just… on no!" Woshua gasped as she felt your dick press hard against her cervix and it began to give way. "No… don't go in there! It's always supposed to be be clean in there! I… I don't think I could even handle you fucking me in there!"

You put a finger on her mouth and told her to watch her dirty language - otherwise, you'd have to wash her mouth out.

"What do you mean by- gmmmm!" she mumbled as you forced her into a violent kiss. Her tongue danced reluctantly with yours as you gave your hips one last, powerful thrust and burst into her womb. The feeling of its warm walls clasping around the tip of your dick was absolutely heavenly, and you made sure to savor every moment of it

"Mmmm, mmm!" Woshua moaned into your mouth, her whole body quaking as she tried to mentally adjust to the feeling of your dick so deep inside her. "You… you have to stop! You can't keep doing this!"

"Sorry, but you're bubbling up the wrong tree!" Dumbelle said as you forced your slimy tongue back into the helpless girl's mouth. "They're not going to stop until they steel wool, er, steal you all~"

"Yes… nothing but the biggest harem in the world for our Master," said School Slut. "Why, if you get lucky, then maybe you could join Master as they fuck them all~"

"No… orgies are so unsanitary!" Woshua groaned as you broke the kiss again.

Really? If that was the case, you ask, then how sanitary would it be for you to cum inside her?

"No… please, anything but that!" Woshua begged, her eyes growing wide as saucers. "If you cum inside me like this… I'll probably get pregnant… and do you know… how filthy… kids are? I can't handle that!"

You told her that was too bad, because you were going to get babies out of this bathwater one way or another.

With that, you thrust into her tight cunt one last time before exploding like a bathbomb inside her womb. Your thick, white foam filled up every available corner, forcing Woshua to scream in surprise and pleasure as she felt herself become filthy like the cumrag she was.

"No… stop… you have to…" Woshua groaned as her eyes rolled back and she beat you uselessly with one of her weak fists.

"You think that is going to stop our Master? Dream on~" Dumbelle said as she watched your dick pump shot after shot into the turtle girl's waiting womb. "If you really want to defeat them, then I'm afraid that you're going to have to get good, scrubber~'

"So… much… filth…" Woshua groaned as you pulled out and your sperm spilled out onto the ground. "But… at least it is over now…"

Her spine suddenly stood straight at attention as you moved your still-hard cock away from her pussy… and pressed up against her asshole.

"Wait… what are you doing!? You're aiming at the wrong pipe!" she gasped, sounding even more panicked than before. "No… you can't do me there! That's the dirtiest place of all!"

Curious, you asked her why that was if, as a monster, she never even used her ass for its intended purpose.

"Oh, right," she replied, blinking a few times. "But… you still can't use it!"

As you pressed your dick into her rear regardless, you told her that it wouldn't be so bad. She just had to think of it as a free enema or something.

"Are you nuts? There's no way that I would ever do that!" she replied, repulsed.

You shrugged and said you gave it your best shot before shoving your tube snake deep into her sewer.

"Oh fuck!I I… I've never had that thing stretched like that before!" Woshua groaned as you explored her unused hole, it's soft flesh clearly untouched before your dick. "It feels so weird… not bad… but weird…"

"Oh my! It looks like this fucking might actually be tear-free!" Dumbelle said in surprise. "I guess someone was dirtier than we originally thought~"

"No… you're wrong…" Woshua insisted even as her paralyzed legs tried reflexively to bring you in even more. "I'm not the dirty one… all my actions… are clean!"

"Please! I know that look in your eye," School Slut said as she floated over, her exposed cunt right over Woshua's face. "You want Master to rape, ravage, and repeat all day long, don't you?"

"No… I don't… I want to just… wash… and clean…" Woshua insisted as you felt her ass squeeze your entire length.

"You sure? Because it looks to me like you really want Master to use your little cum disposal all day, every day," School slut said teasingly as she fingered herself. "It would be so much easier if you just gave in, you know."

"And… tarnish… my pride?" Woshua asked, growing sweaty and exhausted from your constant thrusts. "Never… in a million years…"

"Yes… get dirty! Have fun!" Dumbelle cheered as Woshua's moans slowly grew louder. "Trust me - even before I met Master, I knew that bathing and washing was a waste of time!"

"Yeah, I kinda wish that you didn't, though," School Slut commented, holding her nose with one hand as she kept fingering herself with the other.

"Still! If you gave up on cleaning, you'd be able to focus on pleasure all the time! Wouldn't that be great~?" asked Dumbelle.

"Yes… I… I think that would feel nice…" Woshua replied as her tongue hung out of her mouth, shaking every time you thrusted into her. "Come to think of it… cleaning… staying clean… all that did was make me feel stressful!I I… I don't want that anymore!"

"Oh? Then what do you want?" School Slut asked teasingly, already knowing the answer to this bubble-pop quiz.

"I… I want more cum!" Woshua eventually cried out as the last of her resistance was washed away. "Please, Master! Give it to me! I want it all!"

"How the tidy have fallen~" Dumbelle said with a smile. "Well, Master? Best not to keep her waiting~"

You agreed before thrusting a few more times and filling her pipes with a carwash's worth of cum. Her tongue had completely lolled out of her mouth at this point, and you could see her eyes roll back in her empty head. Meanwhile, your soul, which you had almost forgotten about by this point, pulsed redder and redder as it assimilated your new Cum Rag into it, making her yours now and forever.

"Yes… bathe my insides with your LOVE, Master…" Cum Rag groaned as your orgasm petered out. "Feel free to fuck me… make me filthy… do whatever you want to me… anytime you want… I am nothing but a piece of shit compared to you."

Seeing even the cleanest girl could be made into a dirty-mouthed, cum-guzzling whore filled you with determination and pride as you slowly pulled out of her.

"Another excellent rape, Master~" Dumbelle complimented with a flex. "But, and I'd hate to point this out since I'm dumb, we're still going to have to refill that bowl on the top of her head if we want her to come with us."

You told her that you knew that as you began jerking your cock and pointing it towards Cum Rag's empty bowl.

"What are you doing, Master?" Cum Rag asked curiously right before she felt your warm cum splash into her head. "Oooooooh, yeah… that feels so good…"

When you were done, you put your clothes back on and the girl who used to be Woshua stood up off the ground. Her bowl was so full of your semen that it was overflowing and running down her face and dripping onto her tits, but she clearly didn't care about that - if anything, she was delighted.

"Thank you, Master" Cum Rag said as she carefully picked up her duck and put it back into her head. "This is the greatest gift anyone has ever given me. As your slave… I finally know true freedom! I am going to relish this head full of fucking filth for the rest of my life!"

You told her she was welcome, but she'd still have to bathe every once in awhile so you didn't get disgusted with her. You still had some standards, after all.

"Oh, of course, Master!" Cum Rag replied obediently. "Anything you want!"

You nodded and turned back around to face the path forward. Corrupting Cum Rag was fun, but she wouldn't be the last soul you dirtied that day, after all~

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A/N: So yeah, that's my chapter. Hope you liked it. Also, in case they missed it in my other story, here's my response to ABeanishShinjin, and any other potential requesters.

If you're gonna request me to do a story or put in a character, do not do it as a guest reviewer. I can't respond to it directly, and can't tell you whether or not your idea will be used or not (plus, you would only have to wait a couple days at most as opposed to months on end because of how my update schedule works). As for the story being made, I cannot, because I wouldn't know the first thing about how to write it. The best person for that particular job would be ABeanishShinjin, in such a case.

Anyways, I'll see you later in my other story.