A cozy new life



       In the depths of the Underground, a young soul named Frisk found herself wandering aimlessly through the snowy town of Snowdin. The bitter cold gnawed at her fragile form, threatening to extinguish the flickering flame of life within her. She yearned for solace, for a sanctuary to shield her from the piercing chill that seemed to seep into her very essence.
       Frisk had made a daring choice to break free from the clutches of Toriel, a gentle monster who had promised her safety and warmth. The world above ground held a twisted perception of monsters, and the weight of that prejudice pressed heavily upon her heart. The desire to escape, to prove that not all monsters were to be feared, had driven her to this point. Yet now, as she stood lost and alone, she couldn't help but feel a pang of regret for her impulsive decision.
       The path back to Toriel’s loving embrace had vanished, swallowed by the labyrinthine corridors of the Underground. Frisk’s heart sank as she realized the gravity of her situation. She was adrift in a sea of uncertainty, with no compass to guide her back to safety. The weight of her choices bore down upon her, but there was no use dwelling on the past. She had to find a way forward, to navigate the treacherous depths of the Underground and discover her own destiny.
       She was constantly on edge, knowing that other monsters could be lurking nearby. After encountering a few on her journey, she was always on high alert, which took a toll on her mental and physical health. If you paid attention, you could hear her silent pleas for help, hoping that someone or something would come to her rescue.
       Meanwhile, across town, two monsters walked leisurely, engaged in a lively conversation. One was tall and slender, while the other was short and chubby. Despite their differences, they appeared to be good friends, with the tall one animatedly talking and the short one chuckling and teasing in response.
       And before they knew it, destiny intervened and their paths intertwined. Frisk stumbled upon the two beings, engrossed in their own lively conversation. As her eyes fell upon them, a wave of astonishment washed over her, threatening to knock her off her feet. These two creatures resembled skeletons plucked straight from the depths of the grave. Their bodies were as pale as moonlight, and their eyes were as dark as the night itself. One donned an eerie suit of armour, while the other sported a casual ensemble of a jacket and shorts.
       In that moment, their gazes locked onto Frisk, mirroring her own shock. A human, a sight they hadn’t laid eyes upon in countless years, now stood before them, fragile and defenceless.
       —Sans! Look! A human! —The thin skeleton shouted—. A real human!
       —Heheh… Papyrus, I think that’s Undyne behind that tree…
       —Oh! I should talk to her about the human we just found! —Papyrus quickly ran towards the empty direction Sans pointed towards—. Don’t you dare go anywhere, human!
       Still in awe from their looks, Frisk cautiously made her way towards Sans, hoping he could assist her in finding a safe place to stay for the night. She pleaded with him not to harm her, but to her surprise, Sans greeted her with a smile. It was evident that he had a plan in mind from the start, and he had deceived Papyrus in order to have some time alone with Frisk. After a bit of persuasion from Frisk, Sans happily agreed to let her stay in their house.
       —Jeez kid, it was bad luck to be seen by my brother. —Sans mentioned—. But don’t worry, I will help you out. Heheh…
       Frisk’s vision grew hazy, the edges of her sight blurring into a murky abyss. Darkness encroached upon her senses, threatening to swallow her whole. Her legs trembled, muscles straining under the weight of exhaustion. Each step became a battle against gravity, a desperate struggle to remain upright. Just as her body threatened to give in to the overwhelming fatigue, Sans, ever vigilant, sprang into action. With a flick of his bony hand, he activated his teleportation powers, whisking Frisk away from the brink of collapse. In an instant, they found themselves in the safety of Sans’ room, an apparent haven of warmth and comfort amidst the chaos of the underground.
       —Thank you… —Mentioned Frisk as her body began to crumble away—.
       —Don’t sweat it kid. For now let’s warm you up.
       Amidst her fading consciousness she thanked him again. But Sans had long lost interest on her words. Instead promptly moving forward with his plans by undressing her on his bed, stripping her of any clothes and undergarments, exposing her body to him in all of its glory.
       She seemed bewildered by his actions, but was too weak to question his motives. And this intriguing ritual only worsen when Sans began to undress as well.
       She tried to piece it all together in some manner that made sense to her childish mind, but unaware of many of the secrets of life not much could be imagined by her fragile mind.
       Then she remembered what it was like when her mother would sleep with her after a terrible nightmare or whenever she would hug someone for far too long. She realized the warm feelings of someone’s embrace and figured Sans would do the same.
       But second thoughts invaded her mind as she gazed upon his now naked shape. Still looking like some sort of skeleton but not so much, for his body wasn’t made of bone as originally thought, but of flesh.
       And as he made his way onto the bed, he inched closer to Frisk, their bodies coming together in a chilling embrace that sent shivers down her spine, urging her to flee.
       —Is this going to keep me warm?
       —Trust me kiddo. You’ll be feeling better in no time.
       The human child was confused, but couldn’t deny the warming effects of the skeleton’s embrace. But what was comfort, became an eerie sense of conflict when between her legs she felt something getting harder and harder.
       The harder it got the larger its size and quickly she realized the skeleton was rubbing it on her body with a swinging motion she had never seen before. It was unclear for her what this meant, but the warmth of his cock pressing against her small virgin pussy gave her a new thread of emotions. She had never felt something like this before and as her heartbeat got faster her worries increased.
       —Is this part of a hug?
       —You’ve never been hugged before? There is a lot that can happen during a hug.
       —I love hugs.
       —Then you are going to love this.
       —But no one has ever put their penis on my parts…
       —Then I suggest you relax.
       Frisk was blushing red like a beet, no one had ever hugged her like that before, and the little she knew about private parts was just their personal use. But since the monster had saved her, she decided to trust him and let him do what he wanted, as long as she felt warm again.
        Sans on the other hand, worried the kid might be onto him, felt like he had to rush things. If he was fucking Frisk, it had to be now.
       After successfully sneaking in his cock between her legs, Sans decides to take matters into his own hands. He gently caresses Frisk’s chest while whispering softly in her ear, this sends Frisk into even more confusion than before, but underneath it caused her to melt against him, she wasn’t sure why but despite her inside feelings telling her to run, she simply wanted to feel this warmth. And as Frisk slowly let go of her resistance, Sans notices that Frisk’s nipples have hardened under his touch and decides to pay extra attention to them. He starts playing with them lightly, teasing them with his fingers and exploring every nook and cranny of their shape until Frisk moans out in pleasure. These moans scare Frisk again as she had never made such a noise before, and once again her body tensed, but Sans quickly put her at ease by caressing her hair instead. Meanwhile, inside Frisk’s mind, her heart races at the intensity of feeling so close to another person after being alone for so long, little by little making it clear that Sans games were working, and she was getting ready for him. She felt a deep sense of connection and closeness with Sans, and started to wonder how this could be, she was still scared of monsters and Sans was no exception, but he was also making her feel really good and loved, she wasn’t cold anymore and was clearly caring for her. However, as much as Frisk wants to push these feelings somewhere, they’re too powerful to resist now.
       But suddenly all of these feelings would not matter as Sans finally made his play, pushing his cock inside Frisk’s pussy, stretching her body to its limits as he began to thrust inside of her. As Frisk gasped in surprise and pleasure, she wrapped her arms around herself, hugging herself tightly as Sans continued to move inside of her. She was completely caught up in his movement as she felt his warmth reach inside of her now, she wanted to plead Sans to stop, feeling pain as her body was rearranged from the inside, but didn’t want to be cold again either –lost in her conflict she could feel her mind float away with each push of Sans’ cock.
       As Sans continued to fuck her senseless, Sans’ grip on Frisk became firmer, dominating her movements and showing no signs of letting go anytime soon. He didn’t care if she was enjoying herself, but he was even more eager to push her to the limit, to see how far she could go without breaking. She cried out in ecstasy as her walls contracted around his hard erection, taking him deeper into her. But the more violence Sans employed the more Frisk wanted him to stop, it was becoming a timed duel that would be decided by who could fight the other until the end.
       And just when it seemed like things couldn’t get any better for him, Sans let out a sudden cry of completion, filling Frisk’s insides with his warm, thick semen. She let go of a silent cry, her body twitching in both pain and pleasure.
       Sans cum kept flowing and flowing as Frisk kept crying, her body trying to keep it all inside by ultimately growing in size to make room for his seed. She probably grew twice her size just from Sans cum being deposited on her, and she felt warm once again, a warmth that came from the inside and would never let her feel cold again.
       After what seemed like an eternity, Sans pulled out of Frisk slowly, still leaving some cum behind, it was now a matter of Frisk’s body ability to keep his cum inside. As it began to leak Frisk took her hands to her entrance, doing her best to block it all from leaking outside.
       Frisk laid there, feeling overwhelmed by the intense sensations coursing through her body. She didn’t even notice when Sans let go off her, only to find herself panting there in a post-coital stupor, looking absolutely blissful.
       As Frisk looked around, she saw tears welling up in her eyes, probably a reaction of her brain that struggled to understand what just had happened. Without thinking, she reached out to Sans, slowly trying to turn around to thank him for what he did. She wasn’t cold anymore, and felt like she could keep this warmth going for so long too.
       But when she finally turned around, she noticed Sans was now standing to her side.
       —Feeling warm now, kid?
       —Y-yes, thank you.
       —I could keep you warm forever.
       —Would you?!
       —But you need to trust me.
       —I do! I swear!
       Sans smiled, he gently positioned Frisk in front of him and made her stretch her limbs. With her head first towards him, she thought Sans was going to feed her the same warmth that now resided on her belly, but instead was surprised when he approached her head first. A kiss maybe?
       As Sans caressed Frisk, she felt a sense of longing within him—a desire to be possessed by him, like a weird spell being casted upon her, Frisk’s mind going blank. She felt deep down that there was something special about him that made him different from all the other monsters she had encountered before. Perhaps it was the way he held himself with such tranquillity and friendliness, despite being so scary and fearsome looking. Maybe it was the playfulness in his voice that spoke the same way a friend would. Whatever it was, she found herself drawn to him in ways that she couldn’t quite explain.
       By the time she realized it, her head was already going inside Sans’ mouth, his saliva covering her face while she inhaled the charming blow of this monster.
       Despite the risks involved with taking things too far, she couldn’t resist indulging in her desires for him. Resting her head on his tongue as she began to slide through his oesophagus.
       From the outside you could see Sans slowly consuming Frisk as his body contorted to make way for her body to slide inside.
       Frisk felt herself wet and cozy as her chest was now being consumed, Sans’ tongue caressing her back as the growing saliva travelled around her nipples.
       Over time, however, his patience wore thin. He seemed to be eager to eat her whole, slowly helping himself to push her deeper inside of him with his hands.
       Frisk couldn’t see much inside of him since light did not reach her, instead she imagined what it might be like, feeling her soft curves pressed against him she tried to give herself a mental image of the road she was taking. His fragrant scent lingering on her and permeating throughout her senses as her head approached his stomach. She knew that she craved his warmth just as much Sans craved to keep her warm. Little by little whatever sense of unease evaporated as her head began to rest inside his belly.
       In the midst of the darkness that surrounded her, Sans was close to finishing eating her. Now her cum-filled belly making it through Sans’ throat. 
       All left for him to do was lift her legs up so he could swallow them down with her, and her hanging-out-his-mouth rump and pussy be pushed down in with a single finger, polishing her off.
       Once the swallowing had finished, Frisk was now truly safe, inside Sans’ belly she would be forever warm and protected. Maybe monsters were not so bad after all.
       Sans too felt complete, he had what he was longing for the moment he saw Frisk lost in Snowdin. Her weakened body, her youth and more importantly, she was a human, something that was almost forgotten by monsterkind. He sat on his bed to ponder on his accomplished goal, petting his own tummy to sense Frisk again, now inside of him.
       Frisk would feel him reaching to her and she would reach back, against the wet walls of Sans’ stomach.
       So much had occurred to her, she felt an urge to rest. Slowly closing her eyes with a smile as she went for a nap.
       Sans loved feeling her move around, Frisk looking for a good position to sleep in, slowly she succumbed into slumber in her protective home.
       
       ***
       
       Shortly after, Sans listened a voice approaching the house, he stood up and realized it was his brother Papyrus who seemed rather confused. His eyes showed his uncertainty as he approached his brother.
       —Heheh… Papyrus, what’s wrong?
       —I couldn’t find Undyne! She wasn’t where you told me and had to look for her for hours!
       —Oops! My bad.
       —Your bad?! Now we lost the human!
       —But did you find Undyne?
       —No I did not find Undyne, I already told you!
       —Oh well, and the human? Where did they go?
       —I was going to ask you the same thing, Sans! I left you with them!
       —I don’t know what you are talking about. Heheh…
       —Ugh… Now I’ll never make it to the royal guard!
       Papyrus was mad, but as he looked at his brother with anger, he saw his brother’s overgrown stomach and quickly got carried away to a new conversation.
       —Don’t tell me you ate the human!
       —… No…
       —Don’t worry human, I, the great Papyrus will get you out and take you to Undyne so I can become a royal guard!
       —She likes it there. She asked for it.
       —She… asked you to swallow her? —Papyrus was confused again—.
       —Heheh… Yhea, I know. I couldn’t believe it either.
       —I see… Well, I, the great Papyrus then will see to take care of the human inside your belly by making some of my famous spaghetti!
       With Papyrus now distracted with taking care of Frisk as she now lived inside Sans, the small chubby brother simply giggled at Papyrus’ innocence and made his way with him to the kitchen to be fed.
       
       ***
       
       After this little occurrence, no one ever knew what happened to Frisk that day. Toriel would forever look for her within the ruins in which she left her, her kind eyes forever searching hidden nooks and dusty corners. The humans of the surface, their hearts heavy with despair, eventually turned their focus towards healing. Frisk’s parents forever wondering what was of their child, wishing they had never left her side, hoping for one day for her to return to their embrace once again. Dreams and hopes that would never come to fruition.
       And for the rest of time no one would ever know what truly happened to the small child that fell to the underground and met a monster that promised to keep her warm.
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