Life in the underground was boring.
Sure, back when monsterkind had still been down there, it had the occasional bit of newness…
At Flowey’s prompting.
Countless timelines, countless repeats, countless explorations of every single nook and cranny, every interesting timeline explored…
He’d read every book, no matter how boring, burning, making homes of, throwing, photocopying and beyond countless, countless times.
The saviour of the underground had, thankfully, arrived shortly before he went insane - He’d been barely holding it together by that point.
Simply trying to distract himself with his usual ‘baseline’ antics beforehand while he let time properly, truly, move onwards was a matter of necessity.
Crying, being a sourpuss and otherwise wasn’t in the plan, though that sense of guilt still lingered.
Instead of going to the surface, he decided to stay below.
Alone, in the Underground.
Letting the years pass by was a tough challenge - He’d broken out of his streak of moping in a corner after a single week.
So, he’d started gardening.
Turning the entire underground into a beautiful, green paradise had shown itself as an extremely difficult-to-upkeep but interesting method of keeping himself busy.
Of course, pure ‘work’ would drive him mad again - So, he’d made a computer and a pretty strong signal out of scrap parts.
After that, well…
Porn - Basically only porn. Sure, sometimes he’d get curious about what the world was like above…
But usually during work on some particularly annoying bushes - By the time he was done, he’d be too busy jerking it off to care.
Eventually, he burnt everything down again out of boredom, restarting, and trying difficult focuses, from only one particular type of plant, down to outright making the place flooded with insects.
…That had been his best worst idea yet.
Even now, seeing a bee would make him blush furiously.
Not that there were any, up on the surface.
An endless array of colourful apartment blocks stretched out into what seemed to be infinity, so utterly identical they might as well have been copy pasted.
Mount Ebott was untouched, though it was easy to tell where the ‘line’ was, everything past that filled up with those endlessly colossal apartment blocks.
With a reluctant sigh, he scoped out a nearby window, climbed up inside and tried to contact the first person he could.
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“Yo, Flowey, if you need anything at all, I’m here to, like, help, dude!”
Monty’s voice echoed from nearby, eyes lidded in arousal, cock out and erect, chest toned and form relatively muscular.
The future certainly was nothing like the flower had expected - Though, he admitted that he only had himself to blame.
Using his only form of contact with the outside world to jerk off was probably a bad idea.
So was ignoring the rapid spam of Monty-lewds on most social media sites he’d previously used for porn.
It was what led to him finally venturing above, after he searched online one day, only to discover every single page that wasn’t utterly Monty-obsessed seemed to have finally shut down.
Every single backup, too, at that.
Only one Monty porn-site remained, one Monty social-media, one Monty dating app, one Monty…
Well, everything - It was all Monty-themed and Monty-filled.
Everyone but him on Earth was Monty.
Everyone was Monty.
…The only saving grace that stopped him from panicking was all the off-planet stuff.
Sure, it was locked up, though his advanced knowledge and codebreaking skills helped him get through the surprisingly ancient-security-measures.
On such an advanced computer, it was remarkably easy, a smiling Monty virtual assistant following his commands and hacking inside.
Toriel greeted him shortly after, surprised yet, somehow, recognising him after a few minutes.
…Probably that AI assistant, since if the Monty’s had one, so would those up above in space.
He’d just need to pass the time until later in the evening when she’d arrive to pick him up.
Apparently there was a quarantine on the planet, or so she said - She wasn’t particularly sure of that, which certainly brought doubts on how advanced space-monsterkind was.
She mentioned that her memory wasn’t the best, and a couple however many thousand years ago, the station they outsourced their databases to had been destroyed through a series of pretty silly events.
Nobody was even injured, though the data was all lost due to the focus on saving lives.
Understandable if incredibly annoying.
Now that he noticed it, there were some incredibly faded signs about, some ancient yellow tape that only seemed to be kept up by the automated systems giving them a basic new coating and maintenance stuff, though so much time had passed they were long since unsalvageable.
They did look quarantine-related, though.
After the ‘call’ ended, he reached for a glass of water and drank, Monty somehow managing to balance and bring it inside, using his tail.
Jerking his cock needily, he went straight back to fapping, trying to ignore the aroused breathing of the yellow dinosaur-monster behind him.
Around and on top of each of the red nubs, each acting as an additional pleasure spot to bring the moans out and enjoy.
Casually issuing another voice command as it flipped to various lewd images of the only person online, he shuddered a bit in neglected desire, before continuing his usual schedule as if he was still back home in the Underground.
With an orgasm soon after, he continued to rub down as he watched the cum shoot into the back of the desk and automatically get cleaned up, not noticing as the end of his cock had turned to a familiar yellow.
Ordering a switch to the next image, he was practically drooling at the sight of an eager Monty lapping at his dick, swallowing gallons of cum.
Strangely, while he’d usually really want variety, all this Monty stuff seemed to really get him going today…
“Yo! That looks so hot, dude…Yo, like, want to give it a go, dude~?”
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It started on the couch.
Moving over, they both sat down quite easily next to each other, Flowey scuttling along with only a few vines, as opposed to the large number he usually relied on.
With both of them sat down, their cock sizes were like night and day - Monty’s easily dwarfed Flowey’s entire body, and then some!
Already it drooled a near endless drip of precum, oozing onto the floor as the slowly yellowing flower could only look on in sheer need.
Too preoccupied by lust, he didn’t notice his yellowing form and growing cock, his fellow roommate leaning over the side and moving towards his dick.
“Yo! Music on, bro!”
In an instant, the tv switched itself on, a loud, lively atmosphere blaring out unendingly, vibrant energy practically contagious as the hypnotic noise, chanting and music seemed to combine together to take his flowery friend by surprise.
Yo! Yo! Yo!
Ordinarily, Flowey would’ve braced himself, prepared, or noticed the hypnotic vocals, visuals, repeating chants and combination of it all designed to entice and interest the listener.
Instead, his mind was locked in a blissful, aroused heaven, Monty’s tongue slowly licking up and down, sending his body into pleasured shudders as he teased out a prompt load.
As he came out the biggest load he’d ever managed, the moment of orgasm seemed to stretch on for so long that his mind started to blank out, thoughts worried yet hopeful that it’d last forever, before coming to a slow, blissful end.
Soon after, their mouth was pulled back and off his cock, pleasured mind-haze leading to him reluctantly enjoying the music and visuals, eyes staring and taking in the atmosphere and flashing lights, hearing the repeated chants of the crowd
Yo! Yo! Yo!
Listening and watching nurtured a growing interest, idly hearing his companion let out a few orgasms of his own, a few loads of cum shooting off without even a touch.
Despite the cheering, the repetition, the lust and arousal, everything seemed so utterly similar, crowd identical, horny, chanting in front of the same colourful lights and DJ with only a pair of cool glasses to distinguish himself from the crowd.
“Uh, like, change the channel…Yo.”
Lust polluting his mind, he didn’t notice some different words slip into his speech, tv changing to a different channel.
Yo! Yo! Yo!
An identical DJ, crowd, yelling, though it was quite clear this was someplace else - Only the colours in the lights seemed different.
That repeating chant stayed in his mind quite intensely, Monty next to him, joining in as he once more changed the channel, trying to find something to help clear his head.
Yo! Yo! Yo!
“Yo! Yo! Yo!”
Monty chanting just as loudly with it wasn’t helping, this time the lights green and yellow, colours just as bright, hypnotic and mind emptying. Had he been paying attention to his roommate, he might’ve noticed how his cock throbbed with every single yell of ‘Yo’.
Switching to another channel urgently, after another yell.
Yo! Yo! Yo!
“Yo! Yo! Yo!”
Red and blue this time, the same atmosphere, the same cheering, the same great music, the same intense arousal it brought out-
Once again, he raised his voice and tried to change the channel.
“Yo…”
Saying that word only seemed to encourage more…
Yo! Yo! Yo!
“Yo! Yo! Yo!”
“Yo! Yo! Yo!”
It felt good to repeat, with the music, over and over again.
Yo! Yo! Yo!
“Yo! Yo! Yo!”
“Yo! Yo! Yo!”
Yellow scales growing more intensely on his body as the transformation continued, he shuddered in pleasure as his cock continued to throb on repeat.
Yo! Yo! Yo!
“Yo! Yo! Yo!”
“Yo! Yo! Yo!”
Finally, after what seemed like a long, unending blur of pleasured yelling at the tv with Monty, the music came to a close as the DJ left his spot.
“Yo, dude! You seemed like you liked it! Yo…Idea! I can take you to one of the raves, dude!”
After a few seconds passed, Flowey responded.
“...Sure, dude, like, it’s not like I’ve got anything else to do, bro.”
With a bright, cheerful grin, Monty was quick to respond.
“Let’s go after the next one!”
Looking back at him in surprise, another DJ stepped in the empty spot seconds after, music playing once again as the two joined in, cocks throbbing as they both came on the spot.
Yo! Yo! Yo!
“Yo! Yo! Yo!”
“Yo! Yo! Yo!”
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Yo! Yo! Yo!
It was hard to call the atmosphere anything but electric, loud beats and music kicking off with a bright red and white colour scheme beamed across in flashing colours.
Countless similar Montys danced intensely, their only differentiating aspect in the large jockstrap that befuddled Flowey on how he managed to get it on in the first place.
Even with his vines, he’d struggle to get something on a set of cock and balls that massive!
Admittedly, he wasn’t sure how he’d walked here either - He’d been able to slowly make strides before his utterly over energetic roommate using just two big vines in place of what would’ve been legs.
His cock was way bigger now, yellow and only serving to add potent arousal to his mind.
That, combined with the lewd atmosphere, quarantine stuff and otherwise really set him on edge, a worry about something at the back of his mind, though he just couldn’t figure out what.
“Yo! Yo! Yo! C’mon, dude! Join in! Yo! Yo! Yo!”
Yo! Yo! Yo!
It felt utterly appealing, eyes swirling as it washed over his mind, deciding to move his strangely yellowy legs, dancing slowly as he listened to the music.
Something was ridiculously off as his face slowly started to shift from a large flower into a more pronounced, smiling snout.
“Yo! Yo! Yo!”
Yo! Yo! Yo!
More seconds continued to pass, dancing constantly as he tried to reach out for Monty’s attention, vine-arms slowly losing strength before disappearing into his body, just as yellow as the rest.
There were struggles in the back of his mind as he tried to resist, to think of something, anything, yet, all he could really focus on was the energetic atmosphere and his large, needy cock and sweaty balls.
“Yo! Yo! Yo! C’mon, bro, it’s great! Yo! Yo! Yo!”
Yo! Yo! Yo!
“Yo, just-”
Pausing after only a few words, he looked forward, still dancing as a smile moved onto his face, word akin to the chants, and giving a gentle, weak throb at his cock.
When had his cock and balls become so utterly…Massive?
Monty was smiling at him, winking and having a great time - So were all the other Montys!
Expression cracking as his eyes stopped swirling, his new buck teeth on display, he yelled out loud, dancing as his cock throbbed with every yell to the beat.
“Yo! Yo! Yo!”
Yo! Yo! Yo!
“Yo! Yo! Yo!”
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“Yo! Yo! Yo!”
Yo! Yo! Yo!
“Yo! Yo! Yo!”
Everything after that seemed to pass absurdly quickly, yells and internal moans of pleasure constant as he became one with the crowd, chanting out over and over again.
Their pleasure was akin to his, as he found himself helping those at the side join in properly, offering to suck them off and otherwise.
“Yo, bro, you look hot! Dude, want to, like, have some fun, yo~?”
Seeing another equally as naked Monty was the tipping point, words and smile treating him as if he were just another lewd sexy face in the crowd. What would’ve terrified him instead flooded him with an intense arousal and strange sense of joy.
“Yo! Yo! Yo!”
Yo! Yo! Yo!
“Yo! Yo! Yo!”
That constant chanting certainly wasn’t helping his thoughts, mouth wide open and cheerfully joining in over and over again, with only the occasional pause when the music took over.
For a few moments, there was reluctance, sure, while he’d thoroughly succumbed by this point, there were still a few scarce, scattered fragments left.
“Yo!! That’d be totally hot, bro! Dude, let’s do it in my room now, yo!”
Each word flew out of his mouth, wide grin and eager tone only bringing his thoughts around to a sense of lust-addled enthusiasm.
While he might’ve worried about ‘stealing’ his roommate’s abode, it was pretty obvious he’d disappeared off to who-knows-where, absorbed into the lewd energy of the crowd.
Undoubtedly ending up in the same situation soon, one way or another.
Through the door, up the stairs, while his memory was foggy, the memory of the route seemed to stand out amongst the haze.
Before long, he’d jumped onto the bed, massive yellow cock and balls pressed up against an identical set from his lusty companion. Both of them were utterly identical, not even their expressions differed as they moved into a lusty, loving kiss.
With a groan and a moan, they rubbed up against each other, cumming up load after load in a frenzy of pleasure, cum soaking deep into every fibre on the blue bed sheets.
Neither noticed the yellow crosses, ancient, yet continually maintained by the silent automated systems, signs, warnings, beyond left ignored.
Signs that there had been anything but lusty, horny Montys in a world of the exact same.
Locked in bliss that intense, repeating their frotting and kissing, neither were stopped until their eyes closed, sleep overtaking them after hours of bliss.
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“Yo, sorry dude, no flowers here~!”
“Yeah, yo! There’s just two hot bros, yo!”
Both of them winked at Toriel as she stood in the doorway, hands over her face at their naked, lewd, blatant forms. She’d yet to notice most of the quarantine stuff, advanced plant pot in her hands as she rushed over.
Or, originally in her hands - She’d dropped and broken it in shock at the sight of two identical, naked Montys in the doorway.
“Ah, yes. Well, in that case, I shall be going, uhm, ‘yo’.”
“Yo, see you around, Tori!”
“Yeah, dude! See you around, yo~!”
After what felt like an undeniably strange conversation, discomforted by the blatant lewdness of her surroundings, she glanced at all the abandoned, self-maintained quarantine equipment, sighing at the illegibility of it all, slowly making the long trek back towards her ship.
Were it not for her virtual assistant visible at the corner of her vision pointing out the route, she knew she’d have gotten lost within the first few minutes, sighing intensely at the utterly identical appearance of every single room, apartment and doorway.
Countless blocks stretched out to infinity, the only positive being the knowledge that Mount Ebott had somehow remained untouched and unscathed.
Yo! Yo! Yo!
As she walked downstairs, she could once again hear faint, yet unendingly loud music as she reached the bottom floor, standing right next to one of countless party rooms taking up every bit of the bottom floors.
It was soon clear that she should’ve taken a different route, eyes widening as she was informed that her ship was on the roof. She’d known it was there, so why-
“Yo! Yo! Yo!”
“Yo! Yo! Yo!”
“Yo! Yo! Yo!”
One large crowd of Montys burst out, chanting, cheering and cumming all over the place as they rushed off to separate rooms upstairs, another crowd rushing down and charging into the party room.
Unable to hold against the large number of lewd, muscular bodies, as well as wanting to avoid touching their cocks, she was practically forced into the rave, loud music blaring as lights shone and countless Montys danced.
Yo! Yo! Yo!
“Yo!...Yo! Yo!”
The tone and energy of the room was contagious, her body starting to move as she couldn’t help but join in on some of the chanting as she searched for an exit, not noticing the yellow slowly growing across her body, fur slowly changing to scales.
“Yo! You’re hot, bro! Want to have some fun, dude~?”
With the corruptive thoughts worming into her head, Toriel furiously nodded at the sign of an out as she quickly exited the room after following him, quietly bouncing her head up and down to the beat. It certainly didn’t help to see her assistant doing the same, form seeming to have shifted to another Monty, dick out and swaying as they kept repeating the words to a faint background music.
Sneaking off shortly after, the Monty seemed none-the-wiser, glancing around for her, ‘taking the hint’ before striding off to find someone else back at the party.
Meanwhile, she rushed up the stairs, making her way towards her ship and climbing inside, sitting in the passenger seat as usual.
Assistant plugged back into the ship’s systems as everything was booted up, some awfully familiar music began to loudly play over each speaker after it began to exit the atmosphere, eyes widening as she bounced her head to the lyrics.
Yo! Yo! Yo!
“Yo, wouldn’t it be cool to land at a spaceport, bro! YO!!! One with tons of Monsters, too, bro!!”
Yo! Yo! Yo!
Lyrics playing on board as the afternoon journey was rerouted, Toriel couldn’t help a slow, gradual yellowing smile, response too bouncy, eager and energetic to hold back.
“Yo! Yo! Yo!”
Yo! Yo! Yo!
Form yellowing as a cock oh-so-quickly seemed to grow in, breasts changing into a flat, muscular chest…
She could do nothing other than ‘Yo’ as her mind became a fogged out, lust-filled bliss.
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As always, hope you enjoy this hawt story, written by me~!
Certainly enjoyed writing it, though my 'writing interest' has been struggling quite a bit as of late!
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Flowey is still very underrated, and Monty certainly is a fun character to do stuff with!
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