443Pacifist (?)
Rape Asgore.
The words hung in the air like a foul stench, one that wouldn't go away no matter how much air freshener you painted the upholstery with.
After all this time, after all this effort, hard work, and sacrifice… there was now only one obstacle in your way. An obstacle that, deep in your soul, you knew you never wanted to cross.
An assault on the Queen of Monsters. The woman who every single person down here (save for Toriel, it seemed) looked up to and admired. To get out of here, you were going to have to pin her and violate her so thoroughly that her soul merged with yours, meaning that she'd be with you forever.
Part of you chastised yourself for thinking this was a hard decision. After all, monsters had been attacking you ever since you arrived in The Underground. You'd been raped more times than you could count, so you could potentially feel just a bit justified in dishing out one tenth of the suffering that you had been through on someone that you know had already raped humans in the past.
And yet, even the mere thought of it made you sick to your stomach. You knew firsthand how unpleasant going through that could be, even if it could feel good at times. And you at least had the ability to reset things, so all your scars were purely mental. If you did this to her… that would be it. There'd be no 'new game' for her. Were you… really ready to take that step?
No. No, of course not! You didn't have to!
Alphys might have been smart, but surely there was another way you could get out of here. And if you worked with Queen Asgore and made her your friend, then surely there was nothing you couldn't accomplish. Even if others had come before you and failed, that didn't mean there wasn't any hope for your future!
Or at least, that's what you thought as you rode the elevator up into the Monster Capitol, New Home.
The place looked extremely similar to Home, at least in terms of pure architecture. The stonework was all white here, though, presumably because that was what they had to work with in this part of the caverns. The place was also just as eerily silent despite how it seemed like every single monster you met told you that this place was full-to-bursting with monsters.
Stepping out of the corridor with the elevator, you entered onto a long stone bridge suspended above the city. Looking down, you could see that there were plenty of monsters here, going about their days but they all seemed to move in silence. It was like they were just… going through the motions rather than actually doing anything with any passion, not even able to muster up the energy to honk their car horns or wave to each other.
Not that you'd know what that was like, of course.
You became uncomfortably aware of how loud your footsteps were on this causeway as you went, as you were certain that if you were spotted, there was no way in hell you were going to make it out, no matter how many times you reset. And yet, no one ever seemed to bother looking up, which you supposed made sense since there wasn't a sky or a sun to look up at. Just the drab, dark ceiling.
So your trip across the deserted causeway continued unabated until you reached… Toriel's house.
Well, it wasn't exactly her house, since it was made of the same white stone everything else was, but other than that, it was a perfect replica. Going in, it had the same layout, same staircase, same fireplace, same chair… everything. It was frankly quite eerie. And the presence of yellow flowers in pots everywhere certainly didn't help put you at ease.
You attempted to leave the place as soon as you could by heading down the staircase, but that was blocked by a door with two padlocks on it. You thought for a moment that you'd have to turn back when you noticed a little sticky note sitting next to the doorknob.
"Howdy! Sorry I couldn't be there to greet you, but I'm in my garden right now! However, if you need to get something off your chest, you can find the keys in the kitchen and the hallway," it read. "Have a great day!"
You wondered, briefly, what the point of even having locks on this door was, but you were pretty used to monsters acting weird and counterintuitive at this point. And besides, a nice, simple key-hunt would be refreshing at this point. So, you began your hunt by heading through the living room, toward the kitchen, when you finally heard something from the city outside.
Glancing out one of the windows behind not-Chairiel, you saw what appeared to be some kind of procession of monsters walking down the street. At first you thought it was some sort of celebration or holiday, but other monsters barely seemed to react and instead just got out of the way for them, like this happened all the time. You probably wouldn't have noticed them at all, save for the fact that they were chanting something.
"A long time ago, a human fell into the Ruins," some Froggits began. "Injured by its fall, the human cried out for help."
You decided it was best not to keep staring and headed into the kitchen, though the voices followed you the whole way.
"Asriel, crown princess, heard the human's call, and brought them back to the castle," the story continued.
You grabbed the first key off the kitchen counter and walked past some old discarded recipes for butterscotch pie. Then, you headed into the hallway on the other side of the house and began searching for the next key.
"Over time, Asriel and the human became like siblings, and the Queens treated the human like their own child. The underground was full of hope - humans and monsters could live together, it seemed."
You entered a bedroom, finding the place full of dusty toys and some presents for some reason. You opened one and found a heart-shaped locket. You wiped away a tear that wasn't running down your cheek and pocketed it, deciding that whoever owned it probably wouldn't miss it.
You headed to the next bedroom over, and found the last key you needed resting on a nightstand there. Beside it there was a diary with the entry 'Nice Day Today!' in the latest entry. There was also a nuzzle-nose first-place championship trophy sitting nearby, but you tried not to think about how good of a nuzzler Asgore may or may not be right now. The only thing you needed to focus on was getting out of here.
Passing by a mirror in the hall on your way back to the stairs, the voices kept going.
"Then, one day…" The voices were interrupted by sniffles. "The human became very ill."
Your feet moved faster, almost running, as you unlocked the door to the downstairs area and headed through it, trying to escape as fast as you could.
"The human had only one request; to see the flowers from their village. But there was nothing we could do."
Dammit, another long hallway… why do these houses have such long hallways in their basements?"
"The next day… the next day…"
The human died.
"Overcome with grief, Asriel absorbed the human's soul, which offered itself up to its sibling willingly," the voices continued. "And she became a being of incredible power."
You were running through the hall so fast now that you accidentally ran into a wall at a corner, knocking the wind out of you for a moment.
"Asriel then carried the human's body into the sunset, and returned them to their home village."
There, she laid them down onto a bed of golden flowers in the center of town.
"But then, there was a scream."
The hallway mercifully ended, only to put you onto another causeway right above the chanting monsters. You could hear them all with perfect clarity now.
"The humans had spotted Asriel and, in a cruel twist of fate, assumed she had killed their sibling."
They attacked Asriel with everything they had, but she did not fight back.
"Though she had the full power of a human soul on her side and could have wiped them all out, she could not bring herself to harm them."
There it was, in the distance! Queen Asgore's castle! It wouldn't be long now! This would all be over soon!
"Clutching the human's body, Asriel smiled and returned to Mt. Ebbott without harming a fly."
But, her wounds were too great.
"When she reached the castle, she collapsed in the garden, her dust spreading over all of the flowers."
Your breathing was ragged, but you couldn't stop now. Nothing could stop you at this point. You had to see this through.
"The kingdom fell into despair. The queens lost two children in one night, and once again the humans had taken everything from us. It was at that point that it was decided; every human who falls down here must be raped, and their souls taken. With enough souls, we could destroy the barrier and be free forever."
The shadow of the castle loomed high over you now, as if waiting to swallow you up. But you persisted.
"It won't be long now. Queen Asgore will give us hope. She will let us go. She will save us."
The castle door felt like it weighed ten tons as you forced it open.
"Aren't you excited? Aren't you happy? You're going to be fr-"
The door slammed shut behind you, the voices finally going silent. You were alone again, with nothing but stained-glass windows to accompany you on your last trip through this final corridor. It was time; you were finally going to be free.
You made it about halfway down the hall in total silence, when suddenly something interrupted you. It was a bell - a bell so loud and thunderous that it nearly deafened you with each metallic clang. The pain was so great that you dropped to your knees to stop yourself from collapsing entirely. Your soul remained steady though, beating with a rhythm of determination that would not be broken.
But then, when you looked back up, you saw something new blocking your path. A mysterious figure, hidden partly by the tall shadows of the pillars around you, its eyes staring directly at you… no. At your soul. And without even saying a word, you could tell that those eyes were judging.
"So you finally made it," it began, its voice familiar yet eerily cold. "The end of your journey. In a few moments, you'll meet the Queen, and together… decide the fate of this world."
There was another loud clanging of a bell as the figure stepped out of the shadows. But… you still couldn't make them out. You couldn't see her, but you could imagine what she looked like. But that's how you always saw people. How you saw the world. How…
You saw yourself.
"But that's then. Now… it's time for you to face the music," she said, her expression stone cold. "You will be judged for every path you took, for every action you've taken, for every EXP you gained."
Oh yeah, EXP. You almost forgot that was a thing at this point.
"It is an acronym. It stands for 'Exhibition Points'. A way of quantifying the amount of depravity you cause others to sink to against their will. The more EXP you gain, the higher your LV."
And LV… wasn't something good either, you guessed.
"Of course not. LV stands for LOVE… which stands for Level Of VicE. A way of measuring your attitude towards corrupting others. The more you gain, the easier it is to cause others to fall. The easier it is to protect yourself from falling. Not that it should be surprising, of course; as if rape could ever equal real love."
…
"Heh… but I suppose I don't need to lecture you on that, do I? Despite being in a kingdom full of cute, horny girls… you never once took advantage of them." You could picture the outline of her smile. "Which isn't to say that you were innocent or naive… quite the opposite. If you had a belt, it would probably be nothing but notches, and almost everyone between here and Snowdin could tell their own wild story about you. But not just as a toy; as a friend, and as a lover. After all, even when they were trying to pin you down and tear off your clothes, you ran away with a smile on their face. Even if we hated humans, how could any of us hate you?"
She turned to the side and leaned onto a nearby pillar.
"But now, you're about to face the greatest challenge of your journey. If you refuse to fight Queen Asgore, she'll take your soul and destroy humanity. But if you 'defeat' her, then monsters will be trapped down here forever. Not to mention you'd be leaving behind a lot of child support payments."
…
"Eh? What would I do in your situation?" she asked, reading your face. "Beats me. If I were you, I'd have thrown my bones to the fat dog and given up. But that's where you and me are different, right? You're… 'Determined'. And as long as you keep trying and don't give up, everything will turn out okay in the end, right?"
You once again found yourself unable to reply.
"Eh, maybe that's just wishful thinking, but… I'm rootin' for ya, kid. We all are. I know you can do the right thing." She stepped out of the way, and back into the darkness. "Good luck out there."
And with that, you were alone again. Suddenly the voices outside didn't seem so unbearable, but… there was no going back now. It was like that woman said… you had a responsibility to fulfill. One the legs of fate weren't going to let you pull out of.
The rest of the castle was pretty, but silent, with nothing but the sound of someone humming to herself in the distance. There weren't even any more royal guards or even puzzles. It was as if humans were never meant to make it this far… if they did, it would be too late.
You almost reached the door where the humming was emanating from when you noticed another stairway; this one leading down into a basement.
You headed down the steps and you saw something down there that you truly did not expect. Something you had not seen in a long time; other humans.
You stopped in your tracks, embarrassed to have barged in on them like this without even knocking. So rude of you. You weren't even dressed appropriately for the occasion either; you could have at least worn a snazzier striped sweater.
You nervously made your way over to them, compelled by an urge to explain yourself; all that you had done, all that you were doing, what you might be about to do. But that seemed to just be awkward and went nowhere fast. So you decided to tell some jokes to break the tension. That always seemed to work for Sans.
They did not seem to be in the mood for humor.
Finally, you complimented them on their great, big, colorful hearts, before finally, hesitantly, transitioning into asking them what they thought you should do.
But, as you expected… they said nothing. The first humans you'd met on this perilous journey in The Underground, ones you'd heard about from several of the locals you'd come across, had all met their ends long ago. Whatever reprieve you were searching for, any semblance of familiarity, is dispersed by their cold, inert vestiges. Your only point of contact, the surfaces of their sturdy coffins, held a sustained silence, boring into your soul.
The red one, especially, seemed quiet as death.
With a heavy sigh, you returned back upstairs, ending your procrastination by stepping into the throne room.
The sounds of birds chirping and the smell of fresh flowers washed over your senses as you stepped inside. Like any good throne room, the place was glittering in gold, but not one ounce of it was made of metal. Instead, it was adorned from wall to wall in beautiful, golden flowers. Flowers that the large, caped figure in the middle of the room was currently in the middle of watering.
"Dum de dum dum dum…" she replied before noticing you over her shoulder. "Oh! Hello there! Just one moment! I'm almost done with my gardening for the day!"
You heard the sound of a watering can being emptied before the figure began to turn around.
You'd be able to tell that this monster girl was a queen even without the golden crown on her brow, you think. Her hair was long and golden, as it ran down her back and shoulders, and it was entwined with flowers of all shapes and colors, not a single one wilting. The inside of her purple cape glittered with various religious symbols, including the Delta Rune, which also adorned the clasp sitting above her chest.
And her chest itself… to say that it was massive would have been an understatement. She was easily the bustiest woman you had ever met, even if you just went by proportion to her body size. Each wobbling sphere likely weighed as much as you did, and their movements were so mesmerizing that you almost didn't notice how the horns on her head looked almost identical to Toriel's - though they were a bit longer.
"Howdy!" she greeted, the faint lines of age on her face giving you a warm motherly feel. "How can I-"
Unlike most of the other monsters you met here in the Underground, Asgore recognized that you were human almost immediately and staggered backwards a little. She almost would have fallen over if it wasn't for the fact that she had her throne to catch herself on. Once steady, she just stood there, staring at you until reality finally set in.
"Oh. I see." There was an awkward pause as she fluffed her cape and her hair. "I so badly want to offer you a cup of tea, but… you know how it is."
Unfortunately… you had to agree.
She walked over to a nearby window and, in a move that reminded you too much of yourself, began to stare outside.
"Wonderful weather today, isn't it?" she asked. "Perfect for a game of catch."
…
"..."
… You wondered if she'd like t-
"You know what we must do," she finally said. "When you are ready, come into the next room. I'll be waiting."
Right, of course. No backing down, remember?
You followed closely behind her, passing by another throne that was mothballed and covered in a sheet in the corner.
"Ah, how tense" she said as she approached a familiar-looking archway. "No need to panic. Just think of it like… going to the dentist."
You weren't sure if she was saying that to you or to herself.
"It's… okay if you want to turn back, you know," she said as she stopped at that final archway. "If there is any unfinished business you have to take care of, I would not stop you from doing it. I would not want you to do this if you weren't completely ready.
You told her that you don't think you'd ever be ready.
"That's okay. I don't think I'll ever be either."
She stepped forward past the archway and into… the end of everything.
What was beyond the archway was hard to describe. There was some sort of… shimmer there, both perceptible and imperceptible, moving and unmoving, and constantly, endlessly pulsing like a dying heart.
"This, my child… is the barrier. The force that keeps us underground," Asgore explained. "Today will end with you on the other side… or the barrier shattered."
She turned around and smiled.
"Shall we begin?"
You didn't reply. You knew at this point it wasn't your consent she was looking for.
"Very well then." She reached for the clasp on her robe. "It was nice to meet you, human. You will be missed."
Similar to the way Undyne summoned spears, Asgore summoned a trident into her hand. Before you could react, it stabbed forward, but it did not harm your soul. At least, not physically. Your _ost principal id_al towa_ds resolving _onfli_ts had been scattered to the wind, with no hope of recover_.
H_. This might g_t t_icky.
Asgore, seemingly unphased by your distress, un_lipped her robe and let it fall to the floor. Her dress and her ceremonial armor came off next, leaving her with nothing but her lac_ purple bra and panties.
Finally finding your voice again, you tried to tell Asgore that there had to be so_e way around this clash of fat_s - that maybe, just maybe you could come to an ag_eement on that would let you both get what you wanted. But it seemed that she was done talking, choosing to push you off your feet and onto your ba_k.
Summoning her trident again, Asgore swiped at _ou several ti_es. You l_gitimat_ly assumed that you we_e going to be torn to ribbons, but instead it was just your _lothes that were torn apart. She must have had ver_ good practice at this.
Your dick now exposed, she laid down in front of you and assaulted your groin with her tits. You would have liked to say that you weren't hard already, but you had started growing stiff ever since you first started staring at Asgore's tits.
Once in position, she lifted her breasts up over your shaft and then sla_ed th_m down onto you_ groin with enough for_e to make _our pelvic bones ache. Then, with you unable to _ove und_r the shee_ girth of her breasts, she began to apply a generous amount of lube in the form of a seemingly endless supply of saliva from her mouth.
Grunting and trying not to thrust on pure instin_t, _ou tried to tell Asgore that you didn't want to fight. That you wanted hu_ans and monst_rs to live in peace, just like they once did.
Asgo_e's only response was to squeeze her breasts together, smooshing your length between her unbelievably soft pillows and making you _ry out in pure ecstas_. It was tighter and war_er than just about _v_ry pussy you'd been in so fa_, and somehow she was able to use her fingers to make her breasts milk you all the way from base to tip - and all without taking her bra off.
But still, you would not relent! You would not give up! And you would not stoop to her level, even if she had su_h a fuckable bod_…
No! Focus!
You tried to insist to Asgore that this was not the way. That you could get out of this without anyone being raped, without anyone dying! That this is not what her children would have wanted - either of the_.
Asgor_'s eyes seemed to flash at the mention of he_ _hildren, and for a moment _ou thought that you had gotten through to her. You quickly realized that the opposite had happened, however, as she stood up just enough to reposition herself so that her _assive ass was now cov_ring you_ fa_e. An_ pleas you gave now were going to fall entirely on deaf ears.
Still, you were now _ere inch_s away from he_ pussy - the most vulnerable pla_e on her bod_. You were so close that you could even s_ell h_r a_ousal and make out the outline of her _ameltoe through the damp spot on her panties. If you were to start licking her now, it would be like her "defense" was dropped to 0.
But still, _ou refused to 'attack'! You could get through this without rape or violence, you knew it!
So you did the only thing you felt like you could do in this situation and began to tell Asgore your pleas for peace using only your tongue. You began lapping at Asgore's sex, but not to pleasure her - to spell out, letter by letter, your desire to stop fighting against her sensitive clit!
Unfortunately, Asgore appeared to take this as a sort of escalation and began thrusting her breasts even harder and faster. At the sa_e tim_, she _etaliated against your tongue by grinding her ass hard against your fa_e, overwhelming _our senses by both the heavenly feel of her cheeks and the strong scent of her fertile sex.
Needless to say, you did not last very long against this assault, but what ulti_ately did you in was a cr_ativ_ use of fi_e magi_. Using it to warm her fingers and palms, she massaged _our balls as her ar_s continu_d to expe_tly press her breasts together and make sure you didn't go a single se_ond without maximum pleasure. The heat and movement from her fingers finall_ caused your sper_ factori_s to boil ove_, and soon your _um was spilling into the valle_ of her breasts. You expected to feel your cu_ drip down onto your groin, but th_ pressu_e around your dick a_tually managed to prevent an_ of it fro_ dripping down. Inst_ad, it pooled _ight on top of your di_k, pushing the spit she had been using as lube out until finall_ it began to shoot out of the valley of her tits and onto her face.
But even that was not enough for her, however, and she kept thrusting her breasts up and down around your dick as her ass cheeks pressed even harder against your face. Eventually, you felt your soul start to give into her will as the world went black.
But hey, at least you got to find out what it was like to be the throne - if only for a few _inutes.
Save Loaded
"Shall we begin?"
You found yourself standing back behind Asgore at the barrier, and you were pretty sure that she just asked you if you were ready to begin. Although… something's off. The way she'd attacked you before, you weren't capable of performing a certain action. It even bled into how you interpreted the world presented before you… and yet, you're still here. This may require a second approach.
Since it was clear that acting passively was out, you were going to take a much more active role this time. So, if you couldn't get out of this with compassion and understanding, then you'd get out of this through the power of friendship!
You accepted her challenge.
"I see. It was nice meeting you, but this is goodbye." Asgore said morosely. Summoning her trident, she struck you once _ore.
Calling upon th_ skills that To_iel first taught you at the start of this adventure, you tried to strike up a _asual conversation with Asgore, asking her about how her day had been. She didn't respond to that, so _ou bri_fly conside_ed talking about the weather when you remembered how poorly that had gone when she did that with you.
_learly, _ou were still being too passive. Granted, it was hard to be active when you were constantly dodging her trident, fire, and groping attacks that were thrown your way by the Queen of _onsters, but that didn't m_an that you couldn't t_y! In fa_t, wh_ don't you turn all this dodging you're doing… into a ga_e!?
Taking a pag_ out of Mettaton's book, you began to dance a_ound Asgore's blows, treating it as if it were just some sort of silly game. You laughed, kept s_ore, do pla_ful trash talk, and even handed out _edals at th_ end - two gold ones fo_ both of you for trying so hard!
Asgore responded with a perfe_t strike that tore the shirt from _our body. In retrospect, _aking light of th_ struggle of he_ and her people like that probably wasn't the best, but that didn't mean that there was no hope! After all, you knew the key to fixing every bad situation in the world; therapy!
So you pretended to sit down on a long _hair and began to ps_choanal_ze Asgore and her feelings. Judging on how she acted, she clearly did not want to kill or rape you, and yet she did so with _ore f_rocity and vigo_ than anyone else you had met thus far. That meant that she was torn between two worlds, so to speak, and that years of _onditioning herself to put her people above her own needs had hollowed herself out ps_chologicall_.
You also said that she probably had a good dash of Oedipus co_plex, trypophobia, lipophilia, and type 2 d_pr_sib_t_s to top it all off just to be safe. You we_en't a_tually a ps_chologist, but those all sounded right.
You quickly sketched so_e random squiggl_s onto a piece of pape_ and asked Asgore about how it made her feel. Her response was to _ompletely obliterate _our pants and pin you to the floor.
You tried to wiggle out but, once again, even without attacking your heart and paralyzing you, her weight was si_ply too much to ov_rcom_.
But you still had one last tool up you_ sleeve; forgiveness! You told Asgore that you weren't the slightest bit mad at what she was doing to you. You understood her pain and struggles, and if she felt like she had to take it out on you, that was okay. Or, if instead she needed hugs or reassuran_e, _ou could give that too - and you'd be willing to wait for however long that took.
Those last words see_ed to finally giv_ Queen Asgo_e some pause, but you qui_kly realized that she was just taking a moment to position herself for _ou to penetrate her. And she wasn't ai_ing for h_r pussy eithe_ - she was aiming right for her ass.
She dropped herself down and, without so mu_h as a drop of lube, forced _our entire length into her rear. Her body _ay hav_ been huge, but you could have swo_n that her ass was tighter than any you'd ever been in before. This, on top of the la_k of lube, meant that the squeezing, the heat, and the pressure resulted in ever_ s_all mov_m_nt she made feel mo_e intense than fu_king ten women at once. And she hadn't even started moving _et.
Once she did start _oving, it b_gan to become clea_ why she was doing this - she wanted to make you _um and get this over with as soon as possible. And that meant showing _ou as little mercy as possible.
Things did not quite work out like she expected, however. Her ass felt good, yes, and the _ove_ent of h_r body was inc_edible too, but the best orgasms were the ones that you built up to, not the ones that you squeezed out in just a few minutes. So, when you _ame, _our orgas_ wasn't v_ry st_ong at all, and you wound up losing very little of your (metaphori_al) hit points.
What it did end up doing was filling her bowels with your hot seed, meaning that there was now lube for her to start moving even faster. This, along with the strangely pleasurable feeling of your semen sloshing around your _o_k, made _ou hard again in no ti_e, and sh_ began to _ide on your _o_k even harder than before. Which, of course, gave _ou yet another weak orgas_ - not _nough to kill you, but enough to make you feel like you we_e fading.
As Asgore began round 3, you rea_hed up and pat her gentl_ on the thigh, asking politely, as a friend, if you could take a break. You'd be _ore than willing to k_p doing all so_ts of fun things with her - be it helping her work through her issues, hang out, have fun, or find a way to destroy the barrier, you were up for anything she wanted to try.
Her only response was to in_rease her pace even more as she began round three. This time, the orgasm came even faster and was even weaker, but that was all that was needed to finish _ou off. Your balls were left as e_pty and dry as your husk of a body as you orgasm_d to oblivion and you_ soul was stolen from you.
But, hey, at least you almost, sorta, made a friend. That had to _ount for something, right?... There's onl_ one way to find out for sure, re_e_ber?
Save Loaded
Okay, so that didn't go very well. We would try this one more time and see what would happen. In the meantime, you still had another ace up your sleeve… one that would surely lead you to success. After all, you knew that there was one thing that could stop an unquenchable lust for revenge and obligation to duty, and that was the power of love!
"Shall we beg-"
This time, you took Asgore by surprise by making the first move, dashing toward her and sweeping her off of her feet. You didn't do this to knock her down or to attack her though, oh no. Instead, you caught her in your arms and gave her a seductive look while you held a yellow flower in your mouth like it was a rose. This, finally, seemed to be enough to get a meaningful reaction out of Asgore.
"What the… what are you doing?" she asked.
You told her that this was exactly what it looked like. You weren't down for rape today, but love… love was certainly something you could get behind. And it was obvious that she needed love right about now.
"Pft, that's absurd… I'm a Queen! The most loved person in the entire kingdom!" she replied.
That unused throne she had told you a different story. You weren't exactly the brightest firefly in the jar, but it was still pretty clear to you that she used to be married to Toriel; and that aside from her flowers, she had largely cut herself off emotionally from the world. Sorta like something someone you knew once said… just a few minutes ago.
"Please, just stop." Asgore put up her hand in front of your face. "You're just making this more difficult for the both of us."
If that was the case, then you would make things easier by taking off all your clothes for her and arranging them in a neat pile. That way there was less mess, and you could get started more easily.
"Get… started? Does that mean that you're going to…?" She trailed off, but it was obvious what she was referring to. So obvious that you didn't hesitate to tell her that wasn't what you intended at all. You were going to have sex with her, and you were going to do it completely willingly.
"What!? But… you can't do that. I'm trying to rape you!" Asgore refuted.
Well then, what you were doing right then complicated things, didn't it?
"You… you fool… trying to seduce me like this will do nothing! I don't want to have sex with you, which means that you'll…" the Queen trailed off again.
But she did want to have sex with you, you pointed out.
"What? I-"
No, there was no denying it; she wanted to 'rape' you, and that would involve having sex with you. Therefore, she was consenting.
"Hmph!" The queen crossed her arms and pouted. "That doesn't mean that everything you want to do, I want to do - and vice versa."
True, true, communication was going to be key here. Like all good spousal relationships.
"Spousal?!"
Sorry, future-spousal. You were getting a bit ahead of yourself there.
"That's it. I've had just about enough of this." Asgore stood up out of your arms and tried to head toward the exit - perhaps to get some sort of tool to knock you out with - but you cleverly blocked her with a table and lit candles. She quickly summoned her trident to cut the table in half, but you used that as an opportunity to have her cut the first slice of a wedding cake. She tried to stab your soul, but you just narrowly dodged out of the way and put a ring around her finger. She attempted to punch you, but you just kissed her hand when it reached the end of its arc.
"Augh… why can't you take this seriously?! Why don't you act like all the others; scared and afraid and uncomfortable?" Asgore asked, stopping her attacks for a moment.
Well you couldn't do that. You had done all of that before, after all. It was time for something new. And that time was now! Instead of making things easier for you, you'd make things easier for her!
"You… speak like you've done this before," she said.
Well, maybe. A few times. Twice so far, to be exact. But who was keeping track, honestly?
"I see… I think you're right." Asgore stopped trying to escape and focused all her attention on you. And you smiled back at her, hopeful. Could this be that you had finally gotten through to her? That you had convinced her that hope was worth having and that you didn't have to stoop to doing something horrible just to achieve your desires? That even if the way forward wasn't perfect, there was a way you could get through this together, and in peace?
"This… shouldn't be easy," she finally said, stepping closer to you. "There is no shying away from what has to be done. I don't deserve to have it be that simple."
You felt some fear rise up in your chest at those words, but you swallowed it down and told Asgore that this really wasn't what you were going for.
"I… have to try harder." She reached down and grabbed your cock fir_ly, running h_r hand up and down you_ length.
Grunting, and trying to slow things down, you told Asgore that she really should stop now while she _ould. After all, raping _ou would be pointless.
"It has to be done," was her sole_n r_spons_ as she pushed you to the g_ound.
You informed her that you were not kidding; trying to steal your soul would be literally pointless. You would just reset and start things over. In fa_t, she'd alread_ raped you twice already, and you were no worse for wear.
Ad_ittedly, t_lling her about you_ time powers was a risk, but you figured that if anyone might understand, it would be a powerful magi_ immortal like her. That, or maybe you could at least surprise her enough to give _ou the chance to escape and _entally regroup.
But it turned out that sh_ wasn't surprised at all. In fact, you could see in her eyes that she believed you completely and wholly. She knew that the_e'd be no beating you in the end. And yet…
She pinned you to the ground on_e more.
Panicking and going back to _our pr_vious st_ategy, you tried to shout and tell Asgore that you were a_tually totally okay with all this, but your shouts were stifled by Asgore's breasts s_othering your fac_.
"Please, st_uggle as mu_h as _ou need to. There is no need to hold back for _y sake," Asgore said, stroking you mor_ powe_fully and smearing your pre_um around _our tip. "This shall end the sa_e r_gardl_ss."
You t_ied to tell Asgore to stop again, that she wasn't as bad of a person as she _learly thought she was, that she wasn't helpless, that fate could be defied, but _our pleas were lost against her supple titflesh and hard nipple.
Asgore, meanwhile, maneuvered herself so that her royal pussy was now directly over your shaft.
"There… I always tried to avoid using this, but it is the least I can do to ease your suffering," she said before sinking you into her velvety walls. "Th-there… gah… h-haven't touched that place since Tori left. But… any kind of chastity is beyond _e now."
She then began to mov_ he_self, thrusting up and down, ea_h time slamming her hips down onto _ours so hard that you thought they _ight br_ak. At the same time, the way that he_ folds wrapped and _aressed _our shaft was al_ost intoxicating. No, it was mor_ than that - it was enlightening. It wasn't just that she felt good - almost eve_y pussy you had been in felt pretty fantasti_, after all - it was that it felt like she was made to make _ou feel good. Her insides moved and caressed and lubricated in such an a_azing way that you could have sworn that you could k_p fucking her fo_ever.
And that's when it hit you - this was it! The proof that humans and monsters were meant to live in pea_e together! The_ couldn't just care for and help each other, they were _eant to! Th_y had to! Just like how the Vegetoids needed human seed fo_ their fields to grow, how you gave people the hope and joy they literally needed to survive, and how they all taught you that…
This world was worth living in! That you mattered! That you _ould be happ_ with the_ without f_ling guilt! Things didn't have to be this way!
You wanted to shout that all at the top of you_ lungs, but you were so oxygen-deprived from her tits smothering you that it was hard to remain _ons_ious, let alone tell her _our epiphanies. You barely even had enough energy for your body to thrust on instinct, though it so_ehow still manag_d to do so. It seemed that no matte_ how much determination you had, your body could only take so much.
"That's it, human… there is no fighting ba_k," Asgore said as your hips bucked into her as fast as possible, and _ou felt yourself approaching a powerful orgas_. "May you find r_st this time. I promise to keep the love you gave me safe. Pe_haps I will name the _hild we have together… Hugore…"
_our _ind, running out of will and air, flashed with imag_s of what you_ kid might look like just before you finally _ame inside of her, filling her womb with an overflowing deluge of seed. Again and again _ou felt your balls contract against your will and fill her, the thought of failing once again washed fro_ your mind by an int_nse, animalistic desi_e to pass your genes on before you shuffled off this mortal _oil. What was left of _our strength finally exhausted itself as it deposited inside of her waiting wo_b.
"Goodby_, human," you heard Asgo_e say as the last of your semen filled her. "May the rest of your kind survive what is to _ome." _our ti_e had run out.
Save Loaded
All right then. All bets were off. Even with the concept of mercy destroyed, and your worldview distorted as a result, you could still return to the present. Though the odds were against you, your spirit beset by the otherworldly pleasures her body gave you, you didn't forget why you were here. No matter what you faced, what fantastical oddity presented itself, what grave circumstance came to the fore, you remained steadfast in your resolve. You remained true to yourself. Despite everything, you are still you.
In this perplexing corridor, on the cusp of exiting Mt. Ebott, the Queen of the Underground posed you a question.
"Shall we begin?"
Whether you left The Underground with her soul in-hand, or Asgore destroyed the barrier with yours, one thing was certain.
You would stay determined.
This time, you did something that you had almost never done in your time here in the Underground; you took a combat stance. Recognizing this, Asgore did not waste time taking her first shot at you with her trident. You tried to sidestep it, but it grazed your cheek, drawing blood - but you weren't stopping now!
You then dashed forward and slapped the weapon out of her hand before she could even consider aiming it toward your soul.
She seemed to be taken aback by this, but she retaliated by summoning fire into her hands. You, in turn, blew both her hands out. Which obviously sounded impressive, but you didn't actually have to blow that hard; magic senses intent, after all, and your intent could not be more clear in your mind.
After that, you leg-sweeped Asgore, but didn't bother catching her this time - her flower-filled hair would be cushion enough. You then stepped between her legs and knelt down, spreading them wide before tearing the lower part of her armor off. You could have torn off the top part of her armor too, but that wouldn't be necessary.
Asgore fought back, but at this point there wasn't much she could do. Taking off your pants, you took out your hard cock and pressed it against her slit. You could feel her wetness moisten the tip of your cockhead, and the warmth of her sex combined with the warmth of her fur to create a lovely warm sensation around your tip. It was almost as if her pussy was welcoming you inside.
Asgore tensed and looked away as she prepared herself for the insertion that was about to happen. Only… it never came.
"Eh?" Asgore looked back at you and saw that you were just sitting there, staring at you. "What are you waiting for? Just… get it over with."
You asked her exactly what you meant by that. The part where you freed yourself from the Underground, or the part where you stole her soul?
"Does it matter?" she asked. She summoned another trident and smacked you with it, but you refused to let go of her, nor did you break contact with her.
You told her that yes, of course it _atters.
"Well… I don't." Sh_ looked back at you with tea_s in her eyes. "After what I've done… after the lives I've taken… the bodies I've violated… there is no future for me that I deserve. Please… for both of our sake's… end this."
No… you don't think thatyou would. You were going to show her m… m… _ _ _ c Y
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Phew. That felt good.
"H-human…" Asgore gasped as you put your clothes back on. "Do you mean it? If you don't do this, then… you will never return home."
Maybe… but you've realized by now that 'home' is not always where you came from. Glancing at your soul, you posited that true homes… are where the heart is.
"My child… thank you." Tears of joy streaming down Asgore's face, she sat up. "I promise you that you will not regret this. We will give you all the love and joy that your heart can bear. We will raise you as our own, play games, and make sure you never feel lonely again. You will live in peace and harmony for the rest of your-"
Asgore was abruptly interrupted by multiple green vines shooting out of the ground around her, wrapping around her arms and legs and shoving themselves into her exposed ass and pussy without any warning or foreplay.
"W-what the-" Was all she had time to say before a vine was shoved into her mouth, gagging her as it began fucking her throat. None of the vines seemed to show any mercy whatsoever, and before you could even reach the queen to try and help, they had all already deposited their green, sticky seeds deep inside her. And then, she began to disappear.
"Hahahah!" a certain flower laughed as she popped out of the ground where Asgore had just been. "Fool! Doesn't she know the one truth of this world? It's fucked or be fucked! And thanks to you so helpfully lowering her defenses enough to let me take these human souls…" You watched in horror as her vines wrapped around the casings for the souls Asgore had taken. "I'll get to fuck the whole world! Gyahahaha
The End.
No Mercy
Alone once again, you moseyed your way into the CORE and began to explore. You gotta say, you weren't all that impressed by what you saw. From what memories you could gather from your harem through their connection to your dark and twisted great and powerful soul, this place was supposed to be the ultimate human-stopping machine, with an endless maze, rearrangeable corridors and traps, and powerful lasers and mercenaries that could stop anyone in their tracks.
The lasers were, at the very least, a little bit intimidating, you had to admit. Those were actual weapons, after all, but they were still monster weapons, and monster weapons are universally weak things. None were ever powerful enough to kill you all at once, giving you time to heal, and they were pretty easy to dodge as long as you followed their red-light greenblue-light rules. Even when they ganged up on you, you just powered through them
The puzzles, if you could even call them that, were all elementary grade-level as well, with none of them being able to slow you down in the slightest. Well, aside from the one where the solution was waiting; that one, admittedly, slowed you down a little.
Even the maze aspect to it all wasn't that difficult for you. After all, by this point you had developed a sort of extra sense for detecting where the nearest unclaimed monster was, so all you had to do was keep hunting them down to make it through. Even if they weren't guarding critical paths for some stupid reason, all you'd have to do was claim them and the sweet, sweet 'smell' of New Home would guide you through.
Speaking of the monsters, the 'mercenaries' that were put in place to stop you were a lot tougher than anyone you'd seen before - but they were still just monsters. Insects compared to you, both figuratively and literally in the case of Whimsalot.
The fluttering knight wore heavy armor as she patrolled the hallways, making Whimsalot look quite bold and confident, as if she had left all her worries behind. Catching her and tearing that armor off revealed that she was just as vulnerable as her cousin in the Ruins, but you did your best to give her a nice 'confidence boost' as you turned her into your loyal and playful Whim.
"M-Master…" She groaned as you pounded her into one of the many metal walls of the complex. "Th-thank you… I almost forgot what it was like to be truly afraid… but now… I promise to always fear you! Gyaaaah!"
Her body went limp on your dick as she came so powerfully that she almost passed out - and only after a few thrusts too. You knew she'd catch up, though, so you left her there as you went to find your next target.
The next one you came across was quite the blast from your past - a Froggit. Or, rather, Final Froggit, her body covered in spiky armor that made her resemble less of a frog and more of a horny toad. She had quite the speech lined up for you about the strength and dignity of monsters as well, but at this point you didn't want to bother translating her pointless ribbits. So you just ripped her armor off, pulled out her long, stretchy tongue with your hand, and used it to tie up her entire body rope-bondage style before finally shoving the tip into her lovely green ass.
After that, you grabbed ahold of those delicious froggy legs of hers and spread them nice and wide so you could fuck her soul into submission. With each thrust you gave her, her already-slurred words became less and less coherent, until eventually all that she could manage was a weak "ffffpblh".
You still didn't get to finish, though, and in your frustration you decided that the noise she made was going to be her new name. Final Fffpblh. Or maybe Final Fuckstasy when you didn't feel like trying to pronounce that.
Next you found a Cyclops girl who might have been the most overconfident monster you had met so far. She honestly thought that she could defeat you with bullying tactics - shoving you around, making fun of your clothes, saying that her mom could beat up your mom, doing the 'steal your nose' trick… Pathetic, really; she only managed to get a few tears out of you before you pinned her to the ground and fucked her like all the rest.
She perhaps had the most explosive reaction out of all the girls you had claimed thus far in The CORE, which was saying something all things considered. The moment she came, her giant eye rolled back into her head… a full 360 degrees. And then it rolled again, and again, and again, speeding up with each revolution as her orgasm kept going. Eventually, her eye was spinning so fast that it was practically a blur. It was strangely cute in a way, so you decided to call her 'Cue Ball' as you pulled out of her and moved onto your next target. You assumed that she'd probably calm down from her orgasmic high eventually.
Next came a party magician, who was quite entertaining, you had to say. After you took her magic orbs and smashed them, she tried to stop you using all sorts of funny magic words like "Abradabra," "Disappearo!" "Please!" and "Stop, stop, I'll do anything!"
Such whacky catchphrases. How did she come up with them? No matter; she'd only be doing magic for you from now on, and the only magic orbs that she'd need were those lovely tits of hers.
With Hat Trick now under your belt and leaking fluids in the hallway behind you, you made your way through the halls, past some puzzles that were hopefully pre-solved by some vines, to the door that led to the elevator. There, you found one last monster kneeling before you, but it was not out of submission. Knight Knight knelt only because she was so tall that if she stood,her head would hit the ceiling, and even with a strong helmet like hers, that would be pretty uncomfortable.
"..." She looked at you from behind her helmet with powerful, judging eyes. Her hand gripped her massive staff tightly, and yet you sensed no intent from her to try and harm you.
Curious, and just a little bit frustrated, you asked her why she was just sitting there. Running or fighting or hiding surely would be more productive - or at least more exciting - than just waiting for you.
"... you seem tired," she replied. "You should get some rest."
You actually laughed at that. You weren't the least bit tired; you hadn't felt tired in a while, come to think of it. No desire at all to put up your feet, to rest, to sleep, or to…
Dream?
…
You shook your head a little. It felt like your skull was about to explode.
"You are far too awake, my child. You need to rest. Dream deep… dream dark…"
No! You don't need to dream anymore; you were making the world your dreamland! Your paradise! Dreams were for the weak, not you!
"It's okay… you don't have to be afr-"
That was enough of that. You threw yourself at the knight and tore off her armor, pinning her to the ground and lying on top of her like she was a giant fluffy pillow. And like a pillow, feathers from her wings went flying everywhere as you pounded her, making sure to slam into her womb extra hard a few times for daring to suggest that you even think about dreaming. Next thing you knew, she would have said something stupid about 'backing down' or 'having hope'. Disgusting.
Still, underneath all that armor, the owl girl was pretty hot, and you had no doubt that she'd be a good mother to your children. So, your new Body Pillow would have a spot in your harem when all was said and done.
But for now, you'd continue on alone, through the final set of doors and to what looked to be… a heart-shaped stage.
"Stop right there, darling," a familiar robotic voice declared. "You're not going a step further~"
The pink spotlights above the stage turned on and the room filled with fog from what sounded like a very old dry-ice machine with a broken fan. A moment later, and an extremely gaudy-looking robot was lowered from the ceiling on wires to disguise the fact that its dramatic, colorful wings were there just for show. The robot had wavy metallic hair that partly hid its mysterious right eye, and a surprisingly handsome male jawline that shone in the light of the room. You almost didn't recognize the metallic monstrosity until it finally opened its mouth again.
"Behold! My true, and final form! Mettaton Neo… EX!" it declared, revealing itself to be that one robot you met briefly in that weird lab. "I will be the hero that the underground needs… no, that the whole world needs! Your reign of terror… ends now!"
As the robot spoke, you traced the wires that were holding it up with your eyes over to a nearby winch hidden behind some curtains beside the stage. Without saying a word, you broke the mechanism and cut the wires with your bare hands, causing the robot to come crashing to the ground.
"Well… there goes my deposit on this body…" it said grimly as it struggled to get to its feet and noticed all the dents that it had now.
You informed the robot that while in most circumstances you'd annihilate rape it at this point, you weren't some loser virgin anymore, so fake cunts and toys weren't worth your time anymore.
"Hmmph! How rude! I'll have you know that I am just as much a monster as anyone else; it hardly matters that I had to get a physical body to bond to," it replied.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it must be so proud, or whatever, but you had a kingdom to conquer and you were on a pretty tight schedule. So you informed Nettaton Meo that it should get out of the way now or be turned into scrap metal.
"Scrap metal? Me? Please - 100% of me is pure, original, legend!" Mettaton pointed its laser arm at you and began powering it up. "You won't make it to the queen or anyone in the city, because I am going to-"
Your patience officially out, you picked up a prop gun from the floor and fired it at Pet a Ton. It cleanly shot through Fret 'o Tin, the impact bisecting its body before both halves exploded in a flurry of glitter and spare legs.
With that finally out of the way, you made your way to the elevator on the other side, only to find it… locked?
"Ohoho! Did you really think it would be that easy, darling?" a recording of Mettaton's voice said from a speaker above the door. "You see, as amazing as that body was, I knew that there was a chance that you wouldn't stop your slaughter. So I decided to accept the help of my new understudy. And who better to replace me than one of my biggest fans?"
The room suddenly rumbled as you heard something land on the stage behind you. Turning around slowly, you saw a girl in a red hood staring at you, her eyes glowing with rage in the darkness of her hood as she glanced down at the destroyed body and then back up at you.
"I'd like you to meet my special little failsafe, darling," Mettaton's voice declared. "Your judge, your jury, your… executioner."
She took out a long rapier and pointed it toward the soul floating next to you, as the shrapnel morphed into twin sigils around her.
"Enjoy the show, everyone!"