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Woody woke up one morning with a snake in his pants, he looked at it with pleasure as he was blushing heavily. A groan left his mouth as he looked at it slithering around, Woody glowering at his wood. All of a sudden, his cock went boom and exploded. Now Woody is a woman. Trans Woody, trans Woody. Woody's chest then began to enlarge… ARE THOSE TITS?! Woody would still feel the same feeling as before… just without the snake, now it's a simple snake’s den. This would begin to confuse Woody, but the fag still felt that same feeling.
"How do I feel? What should I feel…?" Woody would begin to ponder, as her thoughts would start drifting off into quite explicit territory. Buzz… she thought of Buzz, having him dominate her was such an odd thought to her, and yet… It was all she could think of. While both were made of plastic, given sentience for lord knows what reason, they still felt attraction, and fuck Buzz was attractive. Simply thinking of him made her tremble, with nothing but lust driving her. She could feel herself pulsating, as she’d readjust her seat, wishing she wouldn’t feel that downbad for a fucking spacesuit guy. Like cmon, how low in your life have you gotten? Well, it’s not like anything would stop her. Alas, she looked for something, someone, anything. . .
Oh how funny, the name ‘buzz’ was the same as that one toy Andy’s mom owned. Oh, how the thought of Buzz and Sand Undertable dominating her garage. Fuck it turned her on so much! If only Sans wasn’t already dating Assmore… She continued fantasizing, lost in her own train of thoughts.
Sans would be just enjoying his life, eating a thick long juicy hotdog, coated with the delicious scarlet sauce he loved almost as much as Assmore.
"Aah… I love having a nice weiner in my mouth every once in a while.." Sans hummed, his boney smile which was always revealed growing more with each bite of the, likely, juiciest weenie he's eaten. He'd adjust his ketchup-stained hoodie, as it was still rather cold out this month.
The monkey skin from arsenal starts twerking with his fat cock dangling over his legs with the anti semitic semen stealer! What do we do!?! Jinkies Scooby Doo!! It was dangling all over the place, it spinning like a goddamn helicopter. It was honestly terrifying. How was this physically possible? Not like he cared, observing in awe.
Sans would notice the monkey-skin-from-arsenal twerking, his magical blue popsicle growing while observing the cock with great admiration, damn. 'What a huge cock,' he'd think, his boner growing at the thought of getting fucked with that huge ass penis it had.
The monkey would approach Sans, his cock jiggling around as he did so. Sans was left stunned, observing with his face covered in his blue blush.
"U-Uh–" He stammered, then cleared his throat. "Hey kid– want a weiner in your mouth?" He would ask the monkey, visibly sweating nervously as his eye-sockets went half-lidded as the monkey would quickly respond
“I broke your lil’ brother’s back” it replied snarkliy, staring at the skeleton fucker waiting a response.
"...You whar??? Are you /srs or /j???" Sand would be absolutely flabbergasted as he heard the monkay speak, telling him he had broken his brothers back. His erection would begin to go limp again, as his blush faded, Sans would be pissed now, however, he still daydreamed about sucking off the monkey skin from arsenals cock, having the warm sticky semen go down his throat.
"TELL ME!–'' Sans would suddenly grab the monkay by the neck, putting it in a chokehold. "ARE YOU /SRS, OR /J!?" The bonerman screamed at the cockhaving primate, wanting to know the correct tonetags for the sentence.
“C- cOUgh- I’m /srs” The monkey would reply to the bonerman, a faint blush on their face as the #1 tumblr sexyman skeleton choked them “And you’re next~”
Sans would begin to choke the monkay harder, furious, frustrated… horny.
"YOU DAMN FURRY!!! YOU GODDAMN FURRY! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DO THAT?!" Sans would strangle the monkay, shaking it around, making the monkays huge cock fling all over the place.
The monkey’s massive meat hammer began to harden as the Bonerman choked him, it poking a ketchup stain on his beautiful blue hoodie. “ᴮᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᴵ ᶠᵘᶜᵏᶦⁿᵍ ʰᵃᵗᵉ ᵇˡᵒᵒⁿˢ”
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"...Wait, why the fuck do you have a boner now–" Sans would let go, questioning his life choices, and his choice to choke the monkey. Sans still thought about sucking that huge thick monkey cock, but, now, that's the only thing on his mind now.
A small red, strawberry-like axolotl would be watching from a distance with a ghostlike child wearing a lime green hoodie. The ghost was holding a bucket of popcorn, just munching away, as this was nothing that concerned them. As for the axolotl, they would be seen visibly gagging “F-fuck, and to think I would be damned to watch this of all things. Khara, you want to leave? I don’t like it here.. I may be bisexual and all, but just NO. Autism brain is not like.”
Khara chuckled, almost choking on their popcorn and coughing out a few,,, springs? “Ouagh fuck- yeah sure, ow.” They stared at the springs they violently projected onto the floor, looking at it in disgust.
“Uhhh- Khara are you okay?” Fruity’s left eye would roll back into his head, coming back as a velvety-red eye as it also stared at the springs in disgust. Ah, the wonders of copying someone
Khara stared back, their eyes turning blank for a second and instead being blue and gray. Huh.. right, I forgot. Anyways, their hair puffed up, as they looked in curiousity. “Huh… Yeah that’s normal! No worries, I think that’s what I get for messing with arcade machines back in my time, haha.” Who the FUCK are YOU?
The red eye glared at the eyes looking at them, A few words muttering from fruity’s mouth before shutting himself up ”The fuck you w-” cOugh coUGh- “Sorry, uh, what was that about arcade machines? Did you.. Like.. eat them or something?”
They chuckled, shaking their head. “No, no. I guess it’s a long story due to the multiverses, but we may or may not have had bad experiences at some workplace. Long story short, don’t try to fix arcade machines while wearing a death suit.”
“Oookay, I guess it’s best not to ask more about it then.. Death suits don’t sound very fun, but arcade machines however.. I haven’t played one in years! Anyways, it’s unfortunate that happened to you. I hope you are able to at least move on from that, even if the pain still stays with you.”
“Yeah no worries, it happens all the time.” They shrugged it off, not really feeling like adding much. “However, yeah, the arcade games they had there were VERY concerning. My god, I’m surprised they let kids play those.”
“Oh? I’m sure it must not be that bad with the games. If they were as terrible as you say, I’m sure they would have been reported as soon as they opened! Right..? Although I do remember there’s this one place I worked at? It had absolutely horrid arcade games. Someone even tried to get frisky with a fox!”
“...Did you work at the same place as I did? That was oddly common, which yes, one of the arcade games WERE based off of it. There were a few which were based off of the murders that happened at every location and how it's ‘nothing to fear’, but if anything it just worried the customers more when the game started bugging and they could hear the missing children speak through the arcades.”
“Honestly, I Wouldn’t be surprised. I was responsible for taking care of the prize shop so I only heard rumors however, I never was allowed to leave.. Although practically everyone was throwing themselves at me, I definitely wasn’t lonely at all so I heard all the rumors about the establishment.”
“Ah, yeah I forgot about the prize corner. In my location everyone HATED the guy who worked there, something about sounds of gunshots and reeking ‘virginity’. Poor guy honestly, but yeah, you get to hear everything, not see. Probably best you stayed out of the saferooms, in full honesty. Just don’t fall into someone’s trap, y’see- Some janitor there got springlocked to death since the main mascots weren’t there for the day. Well they were, just, very late.”
“Pff- Yeah, we definitely must have worked at different locations then. It was wonderful there, no people reeking of virginity there! Heh..” sniffle “Yeah, nobody…” snff “Anyways, yeah, it was surprising how often people tried to yiff the animatronics. Shit was fun though, you never knew who you had to shoot next!”
“Pf- aww. Wait, that was you?.” Guilt, they chuckled a bit though, patting the other one. “Agreed, entertaining but god it was terrifying. Oh well, if anything just, sweep it under the rug.. Right?”
“Yeah, I went by many names back then, but then again, just sweep it under the rug! Sweep everything.. under the rug… It’s in the past anyways, no need to dwell on the past. Say, want to grab some nice cream?”
“Ooh, sure thing! I have enough G for both of us if you want me to pay.” The kid showed their pockets which were filled with….. Way too much G to count. How do they even carry all that?
"I mean.. I was planning on paying, but you already look well enough off that it would barely make a dent in your pockets."
Fruity looked shocked to see the sheer amount of G, poking their head into their own small pocket dimension and only seeing ~90 G
"Ah, ofcourse no worries. Thanks to glitching in and out of reality, I have everything I could need!" They smiled, offering Fruity around 700G.
The axolotl upon being offered 700G would jump around happily, nabbing it with their mouth as it vanished into their pocket dimension. “I’M RICH! YIPPEEEEEEE-”
"Hehehe, you're welcome lil guy! Don't spend it all at once though!" they watched the axolotl run around jumping all over the place excited, while they personally don't care about G as much they're glad to see someone else happy about it.
“I’ll try not to, but.. Come on, you know That I have to help Temmie with College! Plus we need to..” There was a visible disturbance in Fruity’s soul, almost as if it was being wrung out. “To.. Fund the local shops! And we need to donate to the libarby, the inn… Oh! And We need to buy some nice cream!”
A tall human-like being would suddenly pop out of thin air, wearing a blue witch hat with dangling bells on the brim, as well as a large, oversized blue hoodie and dark blue overalls, wearing black Converses. The assumed he would ruffle his hair, looking around in utter confusion.
"Uh oh!" He'd say, "My autism acted up! Where the fuck am I now!! When am I? Where am I?" Hed exclaimed confusedly, looking around more. "Who the fuck are these people!!!"
Alas, the tall human with mushrooms growing all over their skin has found themselves finally away from the planet they were stuck on, but oh? What is this strange place, it wondered, its thousands of eyes glancing around the presumably large room, honestly confused by the scenery, and if anything, overwhelmed by everything. The lights, the people, the voices… It was too much, but Mush did not understand why, shaking and walking off to a corner away from everyone, tears beginning to form in their eyes.
The TBH creature starts eeping, he's not fucking ANYTHING, just eeping and purring cause it's a cat :3 with polygon donut (the YouTuber)! They were napping somewhere on the floor, not bothered despite how cold the ground was.
The tall blue boy would notice the animalified autism, gasping happily. "OH MY GOODDD! SKRUNKLY BUNNY POO! THE LITTLE UNGLER PIEE!!" He'd hold the autism, squealing happily, hopping up and down as the bells on his hat jingled and jangled softly.
The autistic bluebell would suddenly see the Monkay and Sans, his smile of joy fading as his face went blank.
"What the fuck?? What??? Why is Sans Undertale trying to rizz up a monkey??? This universe is FUCKED." He'd put the autism in his big overall pocket, letting it continue to rest as he stared at the skeleton and the monkey.
Sans did not pay mind, honestly still flabbergasted. How the FUCK DID A MONKEY HAVE A BONER? WHAT IS GOING ON… The skeleton began to blush harder, starting to have a bit of a headache due to, well, magic being used.
Suddenly, the ground began to shake and tremble, the ground began to split into two, into four, into ten, then, from within the depths of the planet's core, a dark matter would float up into the air in large liquidy orbs. The orbs would then collect into one giant sphere, then thinned out into a slice, little cracks surrounding the scar-like thing, a rift? Here? Now? It'd open up, revealing…
Through the rift, you could all hear two voices chattering, followed by chuckling. There you could see two 3d beings which kinda broke the 2d world but, oh well, anyways. Both figures were assumably masculine, with one looking like a goddamn rat that lives in your sewers, yet a fancy one at that. Green fluffy bozo with a tuxedo and a tophat, and a constant smug expression that seems honestly glued on but it never comes off. The other one, looking more human-like, had fluffy black hair and a maroon sweater, as well as ripped black jeans.
The right sweater sleeve, however, seems torn, revealing an absence of human flesh to the lower arm, showing dark metal, with each of the five fingers clawed in a sharp looking black eagle-like talon. The lower legs of this more human-like figure were also replaced with metal prosthetics, the ends bent to a triangle, similar to a foot.
The two beings were positioned in a way the silly, fancy green rat was sitting, in a floating position, with the human-appearing figure laying their head on the other's lap. They'd both giggle, the green figure breaking the giggles, just admiring the one seeming so comfortable on their lap. “You cuddlebug, are you gonna stay there all day?” They joked, patting their head lightly.
Their hair was rather fluffy, messy, yet fluffy. "Heh! Maybe I just might!" They adjust their position, turning to, coincidentally, face and notice the rift. Their eyes widened, then they looked back at the other with a small sigh. "Tuxxo, what'd I tell you about opening rifts, dumbass, you're gonna get in trouble and—" Tuxxo cut them off, staring at the direction they were mentioning. “Oh shit- I didn’t even realize, my bad,- Wait hold on what the fuck is going on over there???” They stared in disgust, the room in which the 2d people were in starting to melt and turn into lava.
"Tuxxo what the fuck are you–" “Murder, of course!” "Tuxxo those are gay people there that homophobic," “Cool don’t care, that’s a monkey and a skeleton making out in the corner-” "Oh is that?? Okay yeah this one slides … hey, do you think we could… uh… hang out soon after this?" “Murder- oh uh, sure! Not like I do anything much other than traumatize people for a living.” (Incase not obvious the green blob’s tail is wagging, they seem happy)
"Wow, looks like that got someone excited!" The humanoid teased, scratching the other's chin… like with a cat. “Oh shut up, I’m always happy to spend time with you, yanno.” He just smiled, despite his skin starting to melt a bit. "A little too happy, there!" They'd continue, observing the other's melting skin with a soft, dorky smile. (Green guy kinda just… Peter Griffin Happy Happy Happy meme 10 Hours - YouTube /hj) Nonetheless, Tuxxo just chuckled, purring from the chin scratches, continuing to pat Daleck. “You’re one to talk.”
Sans and Monkay are FUKCING dead
(skill issue)
Mush was freaking out in the corner, poor highly flammable mushroom baby didn’t know how to get out and was afraid. Ah damn, that’s what happens when you run into portals, little one! Sure you were trying to escape something, but you encountered something far greater than what you were dealing with. Nonetheless, the creature encased itself in a ball, weeping as they were afraid.
Daleck rolled his eyes, his eyes then going back to focus on the other's face. He'd find himself putting a hand on each of Tuxxo's cheeks, squishing them like a kneadable dough. "Says the silly thing that's purring as we speak." He'd continue squishing the other's face, squish squish. The green god just looked back at them, confused as to why their face is being squished but lets the mortal continue anyway. “I’m a happy creature, what can I say?” They hummed, their tail still wagging a bit. The rift got destroyed, not closed not opened just, fucking exploded. Tuxxo stared at it and shrugged it off even though he knows damn well NOT to let that happen, it’s not like he really cared to be honest. Things’ll fix itself, right?
"Tuxxo,"
"You know that rift shouldn't've exploded right?" Yet, he'd continue to smush and squish the other's face, even moving it around a bit.
“Uh… Yeah?” He just. Watched them smush their face. It was still made of an inconsistent substance that felt like goop, probably because they’re nervous? Shrug, nonetheless they stare at the huge hole in the nonexistent wall, staring blankly with their usual smile showing their pointy teeth.
"Why aren't you doing anything about it then, sweetheart?" The mortal would continue to mush xis face around, then attempting to mold it to normal before continuing; "If you're soo sure that that shouldn't happen, then why aren't you giving two shits and a flying fuck?" He'd smush his face a bit more before grabbing the sides of his face and gently shaking it around playfully.
"Don't feel like it." They chuckled, watching the mortal struggle to fix them back, no worries the goop is consistent enough to fix itself. "Anyways, what can I even do? Shits not supposed to explode last I checked so. Eh?" They shrug despite their lack of shoulders and arms. Oh, fun fact this fucker CAN turn human he just. Refuses to.
Daleck would simply… smush the other's face in, then removing his hand from Tuxxo's face. Some goo clung to his hand, and Daleck simply looked at it, blinking. He'd spread apart and join his fingers back again, watching the goop stretch with curiosity.
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Though, he'd begin to wonder what the stickiness that covered his companion would taste like.
He just.. stared, melting a bit more lmao. Daleck please you god damn faggot do no-
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Daleck would lick the slime on his hand, smugly looking at the other while doing so. He'd lick it all clean, licking all other bits fingers, not to miss a spot. Daleck, you idiot–
Tuxxo just stared not sur how to process. Tastes like burnt marshmallows(?) (More specifically the burnt part less of the marshmallow). Can't tell if he's disgusted or just purely confused by the balls™ you have to just. Eat a part of his skin??? Hello???