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Kinks: Sex Work, Masturbation, Skimpy Clothing, Anal, Bone Oral, Xenobiology

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Visit my website to see where else you can find my work, follow my socials, or support me!", "writing": "Toriel worked a second job.\n\nTeaching may have been a productive career and she did appreciate her pay and benefits. Yet, there were still certain things that were still outside the reach of a single mom with two children in college. Little luxuries that she desired: clothing that looked nice, jewelry that glimmered, a nice meal on occasion, and even an annual vacation somewhere warm. And of course, enough money to finance her ever growing collection of gaming apparatuses.\n\nSo, Toriel had a second job. The kind of job that started at seven in the evening on a Saturday.\n\nToriel glanced at her computer, seeing that her streaming interface was set up just the way that she liked it with a preview of the stream on her first monitor and the chat interface on the second. Her webcam was currently focused upon her bed where she sat, wearing a bathrobe.\n\nShe liked the way that she looked right now, the plush black velvety material feeling like wrapping paper obscuring a gift. For sure, it muted her features, but it still betrayed what lingered underneath, showing off just enough of her rounded feminine figure to be enticing while not ruining the surprise completely.\n\nHer makeup was done up with some cherry red lipstick applied to her lips, a dusting of blush upon her cheeks, and a little eyeliner to finish off the sultry nature of her look. Yet, the eyeliner was hidden under a partial masquerade mask, a feline cosmetic which was meant to obscure her identity.\n\nAs much as you could really obscure a boss monster's identity, of course.\n\nTo her left was a towel with several items lingering underneath it, a collection which would hopefully keep her clients happy and entertained. And to her right was a mousepad with a wireless mouse on top of it. The mousepad in question had an orange tabby cat smoking a pipe, an image which made her smile with just how relatable it really was.\n\n``Here goes nothing, Tori,'' Toriel told herself, moving her mouse over to the start button and waiting a moment. She needed to build up her confidence, just a little more. It wasn't easy putting herself out there. Yet, eventually her resolve was secured as she clicked the button and brought her show to life.\n\nIn a blink, the streaming interface flashed a red recording prompt, confirming that she was now the centre of the internet's attention. That one little click confirmed that an email was currently being sent out to dozens if not hundreds of monster's inboxes all at once.\n\nAll she had to do was wait.\n\nGiraffeFucker127: Hey Mommy\n\nGropingQueen: Hey!\n\nDesperateKing donated $3\n\nDeperateKing: Hello\n\nToriel rolled her eyes, hoping that it wasn't too pronounced.\n\nWithin the first two minutes, the stream's population grew to be eleven individuals. A decent start that would hopefully take off as the night went on. Still, it was enough for her to at least get this show on the road. \n\n``Hello, dears,'' Toriel said, allowing a playfully seductive edge to enter her voice. Her eyes grew half lidded, daring, trying to seem as seductive as possible. ``How are you doing tonight?''\n\nShe waited a moment, seeing a few affirmative responses and the token amount of small talk. It would seem that her patrons were doing very well this week. Or at least, they claimed to be doing well this week.\n\nAs they typed, Toriel started to undo her robe, just a little. The plush fabric shifted ever so slightly to the side, moving away from her frame by the barest amount. A movement which caused more of her impressive cleavage to be exposed, framing her bosom for the camera to see.\n\nShe could see it in the preview frame, gaining just a little bit of a wolfish smile in response. There was something so nice about having these strangers want her, something empowering about it even. It was nice to know that even at her age, she was still a monster worth lusting over her. Something which helped her self-esteem greatly.\n\n``I bought you all a new gift,'' Toriel said, winking at them. ``Would you folks like to see?''\n\nShe reached over and moved the mouse, using it to pop open a little prompt on the stream. It was a modest thirty-dollar goal to have her unwrap their present. An objective which took only a few moments to be filled as five different monsters ensured that it was met in a matter of seconds.\n\n``Oh my,'' Toriel replied, giggling. ``It would seem that my darling fans really want to see what Mommy has gotten for them.'' She hummed, carefully plucking at the cord which was keeping her robe held together. ``I suppose I shouldn't keep you waiting for too long.''\n\nObligatoryJojoReference23: Sharpie Stream?\n\nToriel chuckled. ``Not this week, I'm afraid. I have some guests coming over later tonight and they'll require my coat to be sharpie free.''\n\nDesperateKing: Guests?\n\nToriel ignored this prompt and instead cast aside the cord, allowing her robe to fall down her shoulders, ever so slightly. It revealed that there were thin straps, belonging to some other article of clothing, lingering underneath. Yet, what this article happened to be was still obscured, drawing things out that much longer and almost making the tension feel palpable.\n\nShe decided not to tease them for too long, however. After all, they had been good students and paid their dues quickly this week.\n\n``I remember two weeks ago one of my students told me that I have fantastic udders,'' Toriel said, getting to her hooves. ``And that got me thinking.''\n\nHootedBoobs05: No way...\n\nToriel smirked and finally let the robe drop away entirely from her frame, falling to the floor due to the weight of gravity. In the blink of an eye, she went from being fully clothed to being barely clothed at all. The only article that remained upon her rounded body was a bikini which was one size too small for a woman of her impressive stature. \n\nThe bikini bore a cow print, a pattern of black and white which looked so nice as it clung to her snowlike coat.\n\nShe couldn't help but allow her gaze to linger upon the preview, seeing her body in all its glory. It was beautiful, plump in all of the right places with a generous bosom, a soft belly, and an ass that would kill most men. It was the kind of body that some old fertility idols would've tried to replicate, her divinity coming across in the form of her chubby flesh and soft coat.\n\nWith her robe now gone, Toriel started to do a slow circle in the middle of the room, pivoting upon her hooves. She ensured that her students could see the way that the bikini rode up her rump, leaving both cheeks more than supported and on display. \n\nAs she turned back to face the camera, she even bent forwards and pushed out her chest. This gave her fans a nice view of how her breasts just wanted to spring forth, struggling against the restrictive confines of this most meagre apparel.\n\nThe chat went wild at its appearance, the text scrolling by far too fast for her to properly take in. It also seemed that her preview had updated as her stream population doubled in a matter of moments. Both of these felt so good, knowing that her body was enticing and wanted, craved so eagerly by this collection of strangers.\n\nToriel settled back down upon the bed, smirking. ``I'm glad that you enjoy this new outfit. I got you something else...'' She reached under the towel and grabbed the first of her items, selecting a thick black collar with a brass cowbell affixed to the front of it.\n\nFemboyFucker: Moo for us!\n\nToriel chuckled as she put on the collar, draping it around her throat. ``Now, now, you know how we get the things that we want, dear.''\n\nFemboyFucker donated $5\n\nToriel flushed and gave it some thought, trying to figure out how much heart she wanted to give to her debasing display. Yet, she knew that she must give it her all considering how kind that donation had been.\n\nSo, she drew in a breath and looked directly at the camera, as if making eye contact with whomever was seated on the other side. She braced herself and let out a rapturous moo, sounding almost like a proper farmyard animal. All the while she jangled her bell and jostled her bosom, making quite the noise. The display made her blush, giggling as she covered her face with the back of her hand.\n\n``Angel,'' she murmured. ``I can't believe that I actually did that.''\n\nShe drew her hand away from her face and instead rested her palms upon the bed, squishing her bosom between her arms and pressing her chest out as she leaned ever so slightly forwards. She knew that her students liked that and she was more than willing to indulge them.\n\nHot4Knot: Have you thought about nipple piercings?\n\nToriel smirked and reached up, cupping her breasts in each of her hands. They were mammoth compared to her palms. Still, she gave them both a squeeze, kneading her fingers into the soft fatty flesh. ``I do think they would look pretty cute but I believe they are something fit for a woman who is a little braver than myself.'' She sighed as she shook her head. ``Plus, could you imagine a woman my age going to a body artist looking for something like that?''\n\nA chorus of replies came from chat, assuring her that she wasn't that old. She was used to these discussions though didn't mind them in the slightest. She knew that she was getting more mature. Still, that didn't mean that she couldn't rock the assets which she'd been provided with to their fullest capacity. After all, she was like a glass of fine red wine, only improved with age.\n\nWoman_Respector donated $10\n\nWoman_Respector: Any chance we could see your uh... udders?\n\nToriel chuckled. ``For ten dollars? Certainly.''\n\nShe moved her hands up and hooked a pair of fingers under the top straps on her bikini, giving both of them a slow little tug in the opposite direction. It was a tease, a coy gesture meant to draw out this simple request. Yet, even through the internet, she could feel the anticipation of her fans bubbling forth. \n\nTheir lust was pronounced, having an energy and substance that seemed to fill the very room itself. She could feel a warmth take hold within her breast, tickling at her core with a rather pleasant heat. It wasn't too surprising, yet she hadn't been completely aware of her exhibitionism kink when she'd first started with this hobby. Yet, getting into this niche profession has certainly helped bring it out in full force.\n\nIt was easy to discount eyes when they came from a computer but she did her best to take those numbers and project them into something more akin to reality. Sure, there were only twenty viewers but if this was the real world that would be twenty sets of eyes watching her upon a stage. This would be twenty living souls who wanted to consume her.\n\nThe sensation made her shiver. She couldn't help but rub her thighs together, feeling a familiar wetness linger between her legs.\n\nYet, she focused on the webcam, remembering that she had a part to play. So, she finally pulled her bikini top off to the sides, fully exposing both of her impressive breasts. Each of them ended in a large pink nipple with a sizeable areola around it.\n\nAnd it seemed that her chat approved, considering the number of monsters smashing out seemingly random phrases.\n\nStill, there was some legitimate engagement coming forth from amongst the chaotic noise.\n\nBlueFishACAB: Watching this with my girlfriend. Think you'll be doing private sessions tonight?\n\nToriel nodded. ``I might, Un- Blue Fish, I'll make sure to give you preference if I do.'' She winked at the camera. ``Say hi to your girlfriend for me.''\n\nHottedBoob05: What's your dirtiest fantasy?\n\nToriel opened her mouth to remind this user of the rules.\n\nHottedBoob05 donated $5\n\nToriel closed her mouth and instead reached up, purposefully tapping a finger against the underside of her snout. While she thought about it, she idly played with her breast, squishing it rather firmly. \n\n``Honestly, I am a massive slut for the concept of exhibitionism.'' Toriel scoffed. ``As you might uh... pick up on.'' She hummed and hawed, thinking about it. ``It might sound a little old fashioned but I rather like the idea of wearing nothing but a trench coat and going to a park with an intimate partner. Then...'' She rolled a hand through the air as if searching for what she wished to say. ``I'd of course shed the coat and strut around butt naked for their amusement.''\n\nMewMewSimp: We could help you with that.\n\nToriel chuckled. ``I may or may not be interested in doing something along those lines.'' She smiled at the camera. ``Though it would be a shame to leave all of you lovely people out of Mommy's adventures, wouldn't it?''\n\nShe glanced to the side and pulled a hand away from her breast, resting it upon the towel instead.\n\n``By the way, I got you some other gifts,'' Toriel said, winking at the camera before tilting her snout towards the towel. ``Would you like to see?''\n\nThe chat obviously did want to see, exploding with activity. She even earned a couple of smaller donations in order to help hype her up. Not that such things were entirely necessary with her tits already out.\n\n``Now I'll warn you, some of these are old presents but there are a couple new ones mixed in,'' Toriel explained. She finally pulled the towel away and neatly folded it before placing it back down upon the bed. ``Of course, you all know the rules if you want me to play with something. So, make sure Mommy knows that her gifts are appreciated once you've seen them.''\n\nFemboyFucker: Love You, Mommy!\n\nFemboyFucker donated $5\n\nToriel smiled. ``Love you too, FemboyFucker.'' She chuckled, pausing to give that username some thought. ``Though I kind of wonder how you ended up on this stream considering your username.''\n\nFemboyFucker: I have complex fetishes.\n\nToriel snickered. ``I see.''\n\nShe reached out and grabbed the first of the items, a classic, showing it off to the camera. It was a standard pair of shiny black nipple clamps with a small steel chain connecting them. They lingered on frame for a few seconds before she returned them to the bed.\n\nNext, she grabbed a large red ball gag, showing it off to the camera as well. It would be more than adequate at filling her maw.\n\nThe third item was another classic; a large canine dildo, easily twelve inches in length with a generous knot near the base. To most monsters, it would've been a challenge. Yet, Toriel was a little larger than most monsters. She was also far more seasoned in this art than many of her contemporaries.\n\n``And now for my two new presents which I've been so very excited to show you,'' Toriel said, grabbing the first of them. It was a handle that was attached to some sort of object hidden away within a felt sheathe which was bulging with its contents. ``I got some new anal beads since the last ones were so disappointing to play with.'' She smirked at the camera and blew her audience a kiss. ``I'd of course like to offer a special thanks to Woman Respector for buying these off of my wish list. Please remember that I do offer exclusive photos and videos to students who buy Mommy gifts.''\n\nShe started to pull the beads out of their sheathe, smirking at the camera as she did so. The first one was the thickest one of the bunch, being sizeable, huge for most monsters. It was about the size of a cantaloupe. Bead after bead left the felt, numbering about a half dozen in total, progressively getting smaller and smaller until the smallest was revealed, being about the size of an apple.\n\nHottedBoob05: Oh fuck.\n\nDesperateKing: I may buy something from your list...\n\nToriel internally beamed at having pulled off that reveal so well, placing the item aside with the others. This brought her to the final item in her collection as she reached out and grabbed it, showing it off to the camera.\n\nIt was the strangest of the collection, being a simple gemstone dangling from a golden chain. To most monsters, it would've seemed like a simple piece of costume jewelry, or maybe the real thing if Toriel was loaded.\n\n``This is a soul stimulator,'' Toriel explained, leaning forwards in order to show it off to the camera. ``It's a toy designed for boss monsters such as myself. It has the ability to send mana penetrating through my chest in order to graze my soul. I know it's...'' She hummed. ``A bit less flashy than some of my other toys but I can assure you that this little item is more pleasurable than any vibrator that money can buy. I'd also like to thank MewMewSimp for purchasing this for me.'' \n\nBlueFishACAB: So, that was the surprise, huh?\n\nMewMewSimp: I thought you might enjoy it :P\n\nBlueFishACAB donated $25\n\nBlueFishACAB: I think you know what I want, Mommy.\n\nToriel nodded and carefully unclipped the back of the necklace, pulling around her throat, letting it rest just under the collar. Carefully, she snapped it into place in the back, allowing the gem to fall and settle between her breasts. The mere sensation of it against skin was enough to make her stiffen, cooing softly as a shiver coursed through her.\n\n``I'm still learning how this thing works,'' Toriel teased. ``But I think I have it just about figured out.''\n\nShe touched a pair of fingers to it, tenting her brow as she concentrated. Soon, the gem started to glow a soft blue. \n\nThe effect was immense, like a tidal wave of pleasure crashing down upon her. The gem itself was still, unmoving, but there was an energy coming off of it which she could feel physically pushing through her chest and into her body, brushing against that spiritual bundle of self which lingered at the very core of her personhood. The gemstone was placed to a lower setting and she could already feel herself being pushed towards a knife's edge, reaching out and gripping at the sheets below.\n\nIt was like an omnipresent wave was grazing against her soul, getting oh so close to touching it but not quite achieving this taboo goal. It was a hard sensation to describe but the closest comparison she could make would be like having a vibrator applied directly to her clit. Yet, this clit ran deeper, more universal, making up her entire body.\n\n``Oh dear,'' Toriel whispered, running a hand through her hair. She chuckled nervously, already squirming against the sensation. ``I... I... that is definitely a lot to contend with.''\n\nFemboyFucker: Is it Bluetooth compatible?\n\n``Unfortunately, no,'' Toriel answered, snickering. ``Magic and technology don't overlap often and especially not for something as trivial as a sex toy.''\n\nShe could feel moisture start to form within her bikini bottom, soaking into the material. It was warm and sticky, betraying her pleasure.\n\nBoth of her hands lingered upon the bedding, digging into the plush material and holding onto it for dear life. Yet, she knew that she couldn't just stay like this forever. Eventually the next request would come through and she would have to obey.\n\nHottedBoob05 donated $15\n\nHottedBoob05: Sorry, Mommy, but could you put on those nipple clamps? I hate to be mean but it's just too much fun ;P\n\nToriel nodded. ``Of course, dear, I don't mind enduring a little discomfort for someone as generous as yourself.'' She winked at the camera. ``Maybe I could even be convinced to add a little weight to the chain as well.''\n\nShe picked up the clamps and pinched one of them open, moving it towards her exposed left nipple. With a smile and a kiss aimed directly at the camera, she then let go, causing the black rubber to clamp firmly into her tenderly flesh, roughly grasping it.\n\nThe pressure was enough to make her gasp, shuddering. It was a potent mix when combined with the gemstone which already left her entire body so tense. A quivering ripple coursed through her as she adjusted to the tension placed upon her poor little teat. She then moved the other clamp over to her right nipple, hovering it overtop.\n\nHottedBoob05: What sort of convincing?\n\nToriel let go of the clamp and it once more sunk into her nipple, firmly compressing it against the tension of the rubber. The pain was just right, a pleasant ache which bordered but didn't push into the realm of actually causing any duress.\n\nShe looked at the chat and hummed. ``Fifty cents per gram with a one hundred gram maximum.'' She then pouted and hooked a finger around the chain, giving it a little tug. Her tits really did look good with those clamps on them. ``But you wouldn't want to hurt, Mommy, would you?''\n\nDesperateKing donated $10\n\nBlueFishACAB donated $20\n\nHottedBoob05 donated $10\n\nMewMewSimp donated $5\n\nFemboyFucker donated $5\n\nToriel gasped and held a hand to her chest. ``Well, I never!''\n\nYet it was hard to fake her offensive as there was the edge of a sinful smile forming upon her lips.\n\nConveniently she already had a selection of modest weight resting upon the bed. A collection which made it even harder to fake her faux anger as they were clearly seen lingering in the corner of the preview's frame, glimmering in the light. She selected the one-hundred-gram model, a small cylinder of shiny metal, showing it off to the camera. There was already a hook built into it which she used to affix it to the chain between her clamps. \n\nAs she let go, the chain succumbed to gravity and sank, causing even more tension to be applied to her poor teats. The ache was enough to make her sigh, rubbing her thighs together expectantly. At this point, there was pretty much a river flowing between her haunches, soaking into her fur and the absorbent material of her bikini bottom.\n\nGiraffeFucker127 donated $10\n\nGiraffeFucker127: Can you tell me how disappointed you are in me, Mommy?\n\nToriel drew in a breath and managed to glare at the camera, wagging a finger at it. ``Mommy is very disappointed in you GiraffeFucker. You better stop jerking off right this second and go to your room.''\n\nIt took a lot of willpower not to lose it and snicker at that request.\n\nShe had grown so used to saying these uttering deranged usernames. So, very very used to it. Yet, she couldn't help but smile at having to scold someone with a perversion for long supple necks. She even found herself idly wondering if there might've been someone in their life who could help them sate their forbidden desire.\n\nToriel couldn't help but glance at her interface, going wide eyed at the figure she had already garnered this stream. It would seem that her students were feeling rather generous tonight, more generous than usual.\n\nGood nights were a rare treat indeed.\n\n``So, since you've already been so generous, how about Mommy uses one of these toys free of charge?'' Toriel asked, drawing her hand over to the collection that sat at her side. ``Which one are people most interested in seeing me use?''\n\nHer other hand reached for the gemstone, touching it as she furrowed her brow. She sent a quick signal into it which made it strengthen, rumbling away with even more energy around her soul. This only sent that deep instinctual pleasure into overdrive as more magic brushed up against her sensitive state of being.\n\nThe chat seemed to be in agreement that they wanted to see her take the anal beads, unsurprising considering their newness and the raw size of them. So, she reached over with a shaky hand and grabbed them.\n\nFemboyFucker: Can Mommy even take all of those?\n\nToriel snickered and looked at them, working her jaw as she appreciated their raw size. ``I won't lie, they do look a little intimidating. Still, I'm sure that I could handle something like this. We could even make a game out of it if you'd like.''\n\nThe chat seemed to be intrigued by this idea.\n\n``If I can take all of these beads then you will owe me a hundred dollars. If I can't handle them all, I will add another hundred grams to my nipple clamps for the remainder of tonight's stream,'' Toriel said, batting her lashes. ``How does that sound?''\n\nShe waited a moment before seeing the cascade of positive comments scroll by. A part of her wondered if she should collect the money first but she knew at this point that she could trust her audience. After all, she could track down at least three of them in the real world if they were to short change her.\n\nToriel stood up, lifting herself off of the bed. She hooked a pair of fingers around the straps on her bikini bottom, wiggling her hips from side to side. This was the last part of her intimacy which hadn't yet been exposed though she knew for a fact that the camera would show off the wetness in her crotch, the material already so dampened as if she'd just gotten out of the pool.\n\nObligatoryJojoReference23: I'd Star Finger that pussy.\n\nFemboyFucker: What?\n\nMewMewSimp: LMAO I got that reference.\n\nBlueFishACAB: Dweebs.\n\n``Children,'' Toriel dictated, sounding sharp as she freed a finger from her attire in order to wag it at the webcam. ``Pay attention while Mommy shows off her pussy.''\n\nThat hushed the chat right up.\n\nWhich meant that she finally pulled her bikini bottom off, drawing it away from her sopping wet hole. Her flower was a delicate pink, looking so pretty as it was fully exposed. It was a tender dusting of colour upon her otherwise totally white fur. According to her audience, it was a fairly attractive pussy.\n\nShe shivered as she felt their collective eyes upon it, squirming with an eager anticipation. Her whole form felt so utterly sensitive as the gemstone ensured that her soul was left balancing upon a knife's edge, never letting up enough to make her relax. This made her exhibitionism feel that much more potent, daring even.\n\nOnce fully exposed, Toriel cast her bikini bottom aside. This was also her chance to finally remove her top as well, ensuring that her breasts finally hung heavy and free. Both articles of clothing ended up in the hamper where they would be washed and saved for a future date to mortify her children at the beach.\n\nNow that she had shed the thinnest veneer of clothing, she lifted her hands above her head, stretching her body taut. She sighed fondly as if popping out a stiff joint. With her beauty fully on display, she slowly turned on her hooves, taking her time to ensure that everyone could witness her body from every angle imaginable. \n\nOnce satisfied, she then turned towards the bed and flopped upon it, rolling over and resting her head amongst the pillows. She reached out and grabbed the beads, bringing them closer. At the same time, she reached for her bedside table and grabbed a giant bottle of lube.\n\nDesperateKing: Mommy's pussy is looking rather fine tonight.\n\nToriel bit her tongue, saving herself from a heated comment. Instead, she reached over, once more, grabbing a black nitrile glove and slipping it on over her hand. Fur and lube never went well together, doubly so when it came to anything involving the anus. Once the glove was securely in place, she then grabbed a towel, angling her hips in order to slide it under herself.\n\nOnly then, once assured that any potential mess would be minimal, did she finally pop open the lube and pour it into her gloved fingers. When both digits were absolutely coated in the stuff, she trailed a hand down her body, heading towards her backdoor. She winked at the camera as she did so, blowing a kiss to her fans as she prodded at her hole with two fingers.\n\nIt didn't take much effort to get one finger in and about as much for the second to slip inside as well. Toriel was a big monster with big digits. These two fingers were easily larger than the intimate anatomy of many monsters, her fans included. Yet, she took them like a champ, barely grunting as she started to pump away at her hole.\n\nNormally, anal would be a muted sensation, done more for show than actual pleasure. Yet, the gemstone had a way of even augmenting something like this, making it feel that much more pleasurable. For the briefest moment, she even thought that she may have been fingering the wrong hole. After all, it was making her moan, filling her core with a fresh dose of forbidden pleasure that wasn't at all familiar with.\n\nFemboyFucker donated $5\n\nFemboyFucker: Best position?\n\nToriel hummed as she pondered this, still fingering herself all the while. ``Let me think, let me think...'' She then perked up. ``Call me old fashioned but there is just something so nice about missionary. Though with that being said, I would love to meet a monster large enough to do a mating press with me. Sadly, Mommy is a little too plus sized for something like that.''\n\nBlueFishACAB: Name a time and place.\n\n``Oh dear, you know my rates,'' Toriel teased, winking at the camera. ``Or get your darling wife to make me dinner, at the very least.''\n\nMewMewSimp: I'm actually making homemade ramen tonight.\n\nFemboyFucker: Whoa are you two married?\n\nToriel continued to finger herself for a few more seconds before pulling her digits free. They left her hole with an audible belch of fluids, draining lube down her cheeks and onto the towel below. Her hole was now properly prepped and more than a little loosened, clearly gaping for the camera to see.\n\nAt the very least, it would keep her more than ready for the smallest of the beads, the apple-sized one. With a deep breath, Toriel brought the string over to her rump, pouring some lube onto the first bead before massaging the fluid into the rubbery material. She was more than generous with its application, not stopping until it was sopping wet with slickness.\n\nBy the time she was done, the whole string was absolutely drenched in the stuff, dripping onto the towel below in thick strands.\n\nIt seemed the chat was eager to see where this would go and Toriel had no intention of denying them. Instead, she took the smallest bead in her hand and pressed it against her backdoor. It proved only a little troublesome, giving her the barest pause.\n\nYet, with a hint of pressure, her hole started to concede and the bead sunk into place. The penetration made Toriel draw in a hushed breath, her legs shaking as a tingling shiver crawled its way up her spine.\n\nIt left her momentarily stunned, exposed to her senses. She became highly aware of the sound of her voice as she moaned. The smell of lube punctuated the air with its crude perfume.\n\nGiraffeFucker127: I'd love to fuck Mommy.\n\n``If you're interested, and in the area, I do have an escort ad open,'' Toriel teased, sticking her tongue out at the camera. ``But for obvious reasons, I won't be mentioning my location on the internet. Mommy teaches all of her students to keep their information private on such platforms.''\n\nMewMewSimp: Is this a Nord VPN ad?\n\nToriel scoffed and shook her head. She didn't have the faintest idea what that was supposed to mean. It was probably just Alphys being Alphys with an anime reference or something.\n\nAs she finally pressed the first bead into place, she reached down with her ungloved hand and rubbed at her folds, giving them a couple teasing strokes. The gem ensured that even this meagre touch was electric in quality, making her voice crack as she gasped.\n\nThis was one part pleasuring herself and another part putting on a good show for the audience to see. Not that the two things were very far removed at this point. \n\nAfter all, Toriel was already soaking for many reasons. Not the least of which was the fact that so many monsters had decided to spare a portion of their free time, and wallets, to witness her be so depraved. How could a monster not revel in this kind of attention?\n\nIt honestly felt good to be worthy of this overwhelmingly crude attention, tingling at her psyche with a pleasant warmth.\n\nAs the first bead gave way to the second, Toriel tented her brow. Already the girth was starting to thicken, becoming troublesome as it grew from about the size of an apple and into something more akin to an orange. There was already quite a bit of pressure straining against her poor hole.\n\nThe chat chanted her on, however, telling her that she could accomplish this. And she had no desire to disappoint them.\n\nSlowly, this bead started to really spread her hole, stretching it as the abundant lubricant helped get it inside. Little by little, it started to slip into place until finally something inside of her gave as the rubber plunged forth and sunk all the way into her hole, slurping into place.\n\nToriel let out a sigh of relief, offering a shaky smile. ``I may have bitten off a little more than I can handle.''\n\nFemboyFucker: Double weights then?\n\n``Now, now, I am not quite ready to throw in the towel just yet,'' Toriel teased, wagging a finger at the camera. ``You need to have a little faith in Mommy. Has she ever let you down in the past?''\n\nThe third bead now rested against her backdoor, being even larger than the prior two. Still, Toriel pressed it against her hole, gritting her teeth as she did so. The pressure was more than a little noticeable, starting to push into the realm of genuine discomfort. Yet, she couldn't help but adore the sensation of the two existing beads inside of her anus.\n\nBlueFishACAB: Remind me to fuck you in the ass next time.\n\n``Will do,'' Toriel grunted.\n\nShe let out a sigh of relief as the third bead finally slipped into place, yet again punctuating the accomplishment with a guttural slurp. Now her hindquarters were properly stuffed, the beads pushing far into her body. The third bead was soon followed by a fourth with her anus getting remarkably used to the increasing degree of penetration.\n\n``The secret is that there is never a toy too large,'' Toriel teased, winking at the camera. ``But merely a lack of prep time and lube to get it done right.''\n\nThere were two beads left, the smaller being intimidating and the second even more so. A smart voice told her to cut her losses as she was already stuffed so full with all of these pesky beads.\n\nYet, a horny voice slithered into her brain. It was so convincing and alluring as it promised her forbidden pleasure if she could accomplish this sinful goal. It managed to convince her into pressing the fifth bead against her tailhole. Once more, there was some pressure, her rump obviously surprised by this development.\n\nYet, Toriel kept pushing, taking her time as her hole grew increasingly agape. The chat was clearly impressed by this display, still chanting her on. A few users even stated that they better get their wallets ready because there was no way that she was going to be stopped at this rate.\n\nThe bead slipped into place and Toriel gasped, her eyes growing wide as her back arched away from the sheets. A goofy smile coloured her lips and a pleasant tingle took hold within her mind, ebbing outwards. It came together with the gemstone, leaving her balancing precariously upon the edge of bliss, just begging to plunge into the waters of orgasm.\n\nThere was only one bead left, that pesky melon-sized mega bead. It was so large that it almost filled the palm of her impressive hand as she grabbed hold of it. She attempted to press it inside, she really did, pushing it firmly against her backdoor, applying even more pressure and trying her best to wedge it into her hole.\n\nWhere the other beads had been a challenge, this was simply a bridge too far, something which the powers of lube, prep time, and horny self-assuredness couldn't easily overcome. Maybe with enough time and freedom, she could've gotten it inside. However, she had an audience to entertain and she didn't know if they would appreciate watching her fumble around with her asshole for half an hour.\n\nSo, she offered the camera a sheepish smile, flushing at her own inability. ``It would appear that I have bit off more than I can chew.''\n\nBlueFishACAB donated $20\n\nBlueFishACAB: Valiant effort.\n\nMewMewSimp donated $10\n\nFemboyFucker donated $10\n\nObligatoryJojoReference23 donated $50\n\nObligatoryJojoReference23: You tried!\n\nToriel blinked, left in a stunned stupor by this cascade of rewards. She hadn't done what she'd promised and they still saw fit to pay her for it.\n\n``You lot are far too kind,'' she teased, shaking her head in disbelief. ``I hope you know that.''\n\nFemboyFucker: Not kind enough to spare your tits another hundred grams.\n\nToriel scoffed and reached for another of the little metal cylinders. ``I suppose it's only fair.''\n\n[hr]\n\nThe stream had gone well, really well. It wasn't strange for a hundred dollars to be her evening's revenue but this blew that figure out of the water. In total, she had brought home nearly five hundred, more than she might make in some months.\n\nIt was the kind of money which made her question if she should quit her day job.\n\nYet, Toriel was smarter than that, remembering that not every week was like this and that the benefits that a stable job provided were more than worthwhile. Plus, the taxman and service providers would ensure that those five hundred dollars were properly trimmed by the end of the year.\n\nStill, it was the kind of money that made it a little easier to buy a new full-priced game on her Switch. It was a platformer with a simple design, a classic that reminded Toriel of gaming two decades ago. Yet, she liked the classics.\n\nSadly, her gaming session was cut short as there was a knock at the door. Thankfully, this also meant that her guests had arrived, bringing forth her second side hustle of the night.\n\nToriel got to her hooves and cinched her robe tight, looking down at herself. Answering the door in a bathrobe felt like something ripped right out of a cheesy porno. It felt cliche, like she was about to offer the delivery driver a tip while getting her pizza with extra sausage.\n\nBut cliche wasn't always the worst thing.\n\nShe peered out the peephole and noticed two monsters on the other side. One was familiar, looking right at her and waving. The other was foreign, coasting in upon the reputation of his friend.\n\nToriel opened the door and offered the duo a beaming smile. ``Hello Sans.'' She then nodded to the stranger. ``Is this your friend?''\n\nSans nodded, flashing a tired smile. ``Yeah, this is Grillby, thought that he'd help heat things up.''\n\nToriel snickered at the pun. The stranger was a monster who seemed to be made out of flames though they burned cool, not providing much heat nor damaging the dress shirt and khaki pants that he wore. He nodded to Toriel, waving as well. Yet, he said nothing, apparently having no mouth in order to do so.\n\n``Well, I'm glad that you could...'' Toriel rested a hand upon the strand that held her attire together. ``Robe him into things.''\n\nSans snickered.\n\nGrillby rolled his eyes though he seemed to be smiling. Or at least, as much as a mouthless entity could really smile with only his eyes creasing with mirth.\n\nToriel stepped to the side and Sans came into her home. He was dressed like his usual self, wearing a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie. On most monsters, it might've been considered slovenly attire but to him it just worked. There was no other way to really describe it. She also noticed that there was a load of groceries tucked away under his arm.\n\n``Grillby offered to cook dinner,'' Sans explained. ``Thought you might be interested.''\n\nToriel smirked and then looked at the flame monster. ``That was very nice of him.'' She reached out and brushed a hand against his cheek. It was hard to tell but it almost seemed like he blushed as the flames in his complexion warmed, turning from a red and into a blue. ``Is someone getting a little hot under the collar?''\n\nIn an instant, his blush faded as he instead rolled his eyes, shaking his head at that statement.\n\n``You're as bad as me,'' Sans teased.\n\nToriel snickered. ``Don't you mean Bah-ad.''\n\n``Boo you used that one yesterday,'' Sans teased. Yet, he couldn't help but giggle, proving that the classics still landed. ``I can spare you one of my funny bones if you'd like.''\n\n``I believe a lady shouldn't keep skeletons in her closet,'' Toriel chided. ``Even if you were consensually offered.''\n\nSans plopped the groceries down upon the dining room table before reaching into the front pocket of his hoodie. He produced a wallet which he then flipped open, pulling out what seemed to be four one-hundred-dollar banknotes.\n\nAs he glanced at Toriel, she lifted a brow which resulted in him offering a sheepish look as he put one of the hundreds back. Maybe not the most orthodox of transactions but she wasn't about to let a friend overcharge for her services. Especially since he was kind enough to bring dinner as well.\n\n``What are you thinking about making?'' Toriel asked.\n\nGrillby moved over to the shopping bag, silently pulling out the ingredients. It seemed to be some sort of chili-forward curry.\n\n``His cooking is...'' Sans smiled at Grillby. Grillby looked back at him and silently glared. This did nothing to stem Sans' mirth as he looked back at Toriel, his smile unwavering as he shrugged his shoulders and winked at her. ``Fire.''\n\nToriel snickered. ``Really saw the opportunity and took it by the horns, huh?''\n\n``I'd rather take you by the horns,'' Sans replied.\n\nToriel shook her head, covering her mouth with the back of a hand.\n\n``Did you two want to do something before or after dinner?'' she asked, moving towards the fridge. ``I'm not opposed to either and it's honestly whatever you two would prefer.''\n\nBefore opening the fridge, she looked back at the table, noticing that the extra hundred had somehow ended up back in the transaction. She decided not to say anything else on the matter as she reached inside.\n\n``Can I get you anything to drink Sans?'' Toriel asked before smiling at Grillby. ``I also got you something special courtesy of Sans' advice, don't worry.''\n\nGrillby nodded, offering a small wave.\n\n``Just some water for me,'' Sans said.\n\n``Are you sure? I do have a pretty nice white that I think you'd enjoy,'' Toriel offered.\n\nSans nodded. ``I don't know if I should have a glass.'' He chuckled. ``After all, I think you should do all the wine-ing tonight.'' He grinned at her. ``Especially after we get our scene started.''\n\nToriel scoffed. ``You're awful.''\n\nSans simply winked at her.\n\n``Speaking of scene,'' Toriel said as she removed a pitcher of water from the fridge. ``What exactly are you two looking to do tonight?''\n\nSans shrugged. ``The usual for me and I think Grillby wants full service as well.''\n\nToriel looked at Grillby who flashed a simple thumbs up.\n\n``Blowjob and an opportunity to fuck me?'' Toriel asked.\n\nGrillby paused as that same wonderful blueish colour overcame his complexion. He once more offered a simple thumbs up in response.\n\nToriel smirked. ``I'll admit, I've never fucked a fire elemental before. Is there anything that I should be aware of?''\n\n``Nah, they bone just like you and me,'' Sans said.\n\nToriel smirked. ``Darling, I think you bone a little differently than myself. It seems to be a far more prevalent part of your life.''\n\nShe poured two glasses of water and offered one to Sans who came over and took it. Her attention then turned towards the cupboard as reached inside and pulled out a plastic bottle of lighter fluid. Sans had assured her that this was good stuff as she cracked it open and offered it to Grillby like it was a beer.\n\nGrillby nodded and took it from her, helping himself to a sip.\n\n``Now I know that you're a friend of Sans and that you can be trusted but I still want to discuss the ground rules for when you are a guest in my abode,'' Toriel stated. ``We use a traffic light safeword system in this house. I also have the right to remove monsters with no refunds. I am trained in self-defence. And while I appreciate small talk, please respect if a question is too invasive for me to answer.'' She nodded. ``Am I understood?''\n\nGrillby yet again nodded as he allowed himself another sip of his beverage. He seemed like a good sort, not the kind of monster to abuse her trust. Those monsters were rare and thankfully she had not encountered one of them since well...\n\nShe glanced towards the couch.\n\nFor a very long time.\n\n``Oh, and one last rule,'' Toriel declared, holding up a singular commanding finger. ``Ensure that you smack Sans on the ass if he makes any bone related puns. Even I have my limits.''\n\nSans smirked. ``Are you getting tired of my funny bone?''\n\nToriel turned that very same finger towards him as she wagged it in his direction. ``Not one bit but you've used the same joke every time that we've had sex, dear. So, if I hear one quip about a literal interpretation of a boner then I will smack your ass.''\n\n``Now that's what I call...'' He smirked at her. ``Being cheeky.''\n\nToriel did try her best to seem serious but her efforts promptly slipped as she succumbed to a snickering fit. ``Angel, you're awful.''\n\nGrillby sighed and reached into his pocket, grabbing a piece of paper and a pen. He quickly scribbled something on it before turning it around for the other two to read.\n\n`Hi awful, I'm dad.''\n\nToriel beamed at Grillby before looking at Sans, unable to stop her sputtering giggles from leaking free. ``Oh, I like this one.''\n\nShe calmed herself with a sip of water, shifting her gaze from one of the men and towards the other. When she was sure that neither of them needed any further addressing, she placed her glass aside and started to make her way over to the living room.\n\n``So, I took one of those ancestry tests the other day,'' Toriel quipped, reaching for the sass that held together her robe. She ensured that both of the boys were behind her, their eyes glued to her concealed figure. ``Apparently I am ten percent donkey.''\n\n``Is that so?'' Sans asked, smirking. He knew what was about to happen and she also knew that he wouldn't stop it.\n\n``It is!'' Toriel smirked. ``And honestly, I think that would explain all of this...'' She finally pulled the sass free, shedding the robe from her shoulders. It fell down the length of her body before landing in a heap at her hooves, exposing her rear to both of them. ``All of this ass.''\n\nThere was the sound of a bottle hitting the floor and Toriel glanced over her shoulder, watching the lighter fluid spill out. Grillby was left utterly shell shocked and was pushed into a stunned stupor, his red cheeks having moved beyond blue and into a pure white in colour.\n\nIt took him a moment to realize what had just happened as he promptly stirred and waved his hands through the air, reaching instead for a towel which he used to wipe up his mess. Thankfully, his fire was magic, saving Toriel from any accidental chemical reactions.\n\nToriel kicked her hoof to the side, sending her robe skidding away. She then turned around and bore her full nudity for both of them to see. There wasn't an ounce of shame about her nor a moment of self-doubt. She was confident and sexy, so utterly in control of this situation. It felt like she could've gotten them to eat out of her hand if she so desired it.\n\n``So, which of you boys would like to go first?'' Toriel asked.\n\nSans shrugged and nodded towards Grillby. ``You're the guest from out of town.''\n\nGrillby blinked and pointed to himself.\n\n``Yes you,'' Sans said, winking at him. ``Now hurry up, you're burning daylight here.''\n\nGrillby sprung up off of the floor and made his way over, stumbling as he slipped his hands into his pockets. He hadn't said a word, yet Toriel had a way of reading him, seeing that white glow in his cheeks, the embarrassed shade of blue still peeking through around the periphery of it.\n\nA man made of fire was still a man, being so woefully easy to read.\n\n``Never paid for sex before?'' Toriel asked.\n\nGrillby shook his head.\n\n``Think of it like getting a haircut,'' Toriel explained, peeking at the top of his flaming head. ``Or uh... something similar.'' When he finally got close, she reached out and rested a hand upon his arm, caressing it. ``It's not going to go flawlessly at first but we must take some awkward initial steps in order to get to know one another a little better. You know, poke and prod to figure out what the other wants and is capable of providing.''\n\nShe learned forwards and got so close, invading his personal space.\n\n``Would you like to feel my body, dear?'' Toriel asked. ``Because I would love to be felt up by a monster like you.''\n\nOne of Grillby's hands slipped out of his pocket and he instead reached up, cupping Toriel's breast within the palm of his hand. His digits were warm, which was to be expected, but not painfully so. It was a warmth that she wasn't entirely used to but not one that was by any means unbearable.\n\nToriel let out a playful little moan. ``Good boy.'' She smiled at him. ``May I kiss you?''\n\nGrillby nodded once again and Toriel brushed her lips against his cheek, kissing him. Much like his touch, his skin was also warm but not as much as she would've assumed at a first glance, being more like a kissing someone feverish rather than a being of pure flames. Her lips also didn't meet flesh but instead slipped under the surface of his broiling skin. It was hard to describe the substance of his body as it was neither liquid, gas, nor solid. It was something else entirely.\n\nPlasma.\n\nA lesson from one of her children's books when she'd been helping them with their chemistry homework. A fourth state of matter. She tried to recall if such a state should've been touchable but she quickly let those thoughts pop, flying away. They weren't exactly important to her work. After all, if she could touch the man then she was fine.\n\nShe trailed her hand down along Grillby's side, moving lower and lower until her fingers cupped his crotch. Regardless of what he was made of, there was still that same ever present and familiar bulge nestled within the crotch of them. It would seem that it didn't matter what his state of being was as he still betrayed that familiar essence of masculinity, responding so attentively to her playful touch.\n\nToriel trailed her lips away from his cheek and towards his neck, nipping at his flesh. Each spot her lips graced momentarily smouldered a heated blue before fading back to the same ever-present sea of orange, yellow, and red.\n\n``Would you like me to suck your dick?'' she asked, adding a husky note to her voice as her gaze grew half-lidded.\n\nOh dear, Grillby grew so white at this request, bathing her in a pleasant warmth. He nodded quickly, his anatomy twitching in the crotch of his pants, betraying its agreement. Even through the thick fabric of his attire, whatever organ was contained inside was still so hot, feeling nice against her palm.\n\nGrillby looked meek, his eyes wide. His hand slipped away from Toriel's breasts as he instead held both of them up awkwardly in place. It was like he didn't know what to do, lost to the fast-paced nature of this moment.\n\nWhich meant it was up for Toriel to take the lead.\n\nShe settled onto her knees and spread her legs just a little, bringing her face just about level with his crotch and allowing her the ability to take care of him. She reached out and carefully grasped his zipper, pulling it down and unbuttoning his fly.\n\nCRUNCH!\n\nToriel cocked a brow and looked over.\n\nSans was seated at the dining room table, popping a chip into his mouth. He smirked at her and waved, looking so nonchalant about all of this.\n\n``Just enjoying the show,'' he commented. ``Looks like you're about to...'' He smirked at her. ``Blow him away.''\n\nToriel snickered. ``Unbelievable.''\n\n``Wait until you see his dick,'' Sans commented, popping another chip into his mouth and loudly chewing on it. ``You've never seen a flare like this before. He'd put a horse to shame.''\n\n``Flare like this?'' Toriel whispered, repeating his words as she glanced away from him and then at Grillby's crotch. She carefully pulled his pants down, seeing the polka dotted boxers that lingered underneath. They tented outwards against his girth. ``I'm extremely curious where this pun is going.''\n\nShe decided not to tease herself, or Grillby, a moment longer than was strictly necessary as she finally pulled his boxers down.\n\n``Oh my,'' Toriel whispered, her eyes growing wide as she dipped back to avoid getting smacked in the face.\n\nThe first thing she thought of was a moment from the very same school textbook that she'd been reading to help her child. The topic was on astronomy and the page was dedicated to the sun, discussing how the star sometimes ejected solar mass in a truly explosive event.\n\n``Oh...'' Toriel whispered, looking up at Sans. She let out a strained note of laughter as she finally figured out his pun. ``That's what you meant by flare.''\n\nSans grinned, looking so proud of himself.\n\nToriel didn't even know where to begin with something this unique. It broiled and lashed out, seeming to lack any meaningful substance while still being rather large. Yet, as she took it within her hand, she could feel that there was something almost solid there. The broiling plasma condescend against her fingers and provided enough leverage for her to grasp a hold of it and stroke away.\n\nShe looked up at Grillby, keeping her gaze upon his face. Slowly, she started to stroke back and forth, studying him as she did so.\n\nWhatever this was, he seemed to be enjoying it, his eyes growing wide and then half-lidded as an intense shudder coursed through him. One of his hands fell, reaching for the back of her head. Yet, he paused at the last second, looking unsure of himself.\n\n``Grab my horn,'' Toriel commented. ``It's what they're there for, dear.''\n\nGrillby nodded and did just that, wrapping his fingers around one of them.\n\n``Toriel is a real expert,'' Sans commented. ``She got me off once by stimulating the inside of my jaw.''\n\n``That was fun,'' Toriel teased.\n\nShe parted her lips and took the tip of Grillby's appendage between her lips. It tasted... like well... nothing, having no distinctive essence to it. It felt similar to fellating a dildo though much warmer, lively as it brushed against her tongue with an almost static quality. It almost felt fragile, like it was barely holding together and it wouldn't take much pressure in order to make it fall apart. \n\nStill, Toriel would adapt and do what was needed in order to pleasure the dear. She rolled her tongue around and around, slurping lewdly at his erection. She started to bob back and forth, gliding along her companion's shaft in curt little motions.\n\nA shiver coursed through Grillby's flame as they pulsed, growing more inflamed. The flesh around his crotch adopted that familiar bluish hue she'd come to associate with him blushing. She just assumed that this was a good sign, a mark of bliss and approaching release.\n\nSans chuckled and pushed away from his seat, coming over and standing over Toriel. His hands lingered in his pockets as he did so. ``Enjoying yourself?''\n\nToriel glanced at him and nodded.\n\nSans looked around and then reached for the bottom of his hoodie, lifting it off over his head and exposing his naked ribs. An essence of blue lingered under each of them, glowing just a little, being just bright enough to be noticeable but not enough to be blinding in quality. He seemed oddly bashful about this exposure, a little of that very same blue now colouring his cheek bones.\n\nIt was honestly kind of adorable to see him so anxious after so many sessions together.\n\nHe must've noticed this as he chuckled and ran a bony hand across his bare scalp. ``Sorry, sorry, I know you're not going to rib me but you know that my body is well...'' He paused and winked at her. Yet, his smile remained oddly strained. ``a femur of mine.''\n\nToriel had to pull back, snapping off of Grillby's cock in order to snicker. It took her a few moments to collect herself before she was able to sigh, shaking her head at Sans' statement. ``You know Sans it takes some real spine to confront your anxieties like that. All it took was a little elbowing.''\n\nShe looked sheepish as she heard a sigh escape Grillby as well. As she looked up, she saw that he had rolled his eyes, also shaking his head at this new development. Yet, the slightly amused crease in his gaze betrayed that maybe he wasn't overly peeved by this.\n\nHis dick still hung so heavy, lashing out at the very air itself. It took Toriel a moment to realize what was amiss but it soon dawned on her as she realized that there was no saliva left behind upon his girth, no lingering web of depravity which linked the two of them together. It was like his broiling flesh had somehow boiled it away.\n\n``Shall we move somewhere a little more comfortable so I'm in a better place to service both of you?'' Toriel asked, tilting her chin towards the stairs. ``I assure you that my bed is more than capable of handling a party of three.''\n\n``Sounds good to me,'' Sans said.\n\nGrillby also nodded, giving Toriel a little bit of space. She took this opportunity to get to her feet, looking down at both of her companions. \n\nHer smile adopted just a little bit of her wolfish lineage, flashing her sharp canine. She reached down and brushed a pair of fingers along San's collarbone. Slowly, she moved her way across the bone before hooking both of her digits under a gap in his skeleton, brushing against the blue flesh that lingered underneath.\n\nMerely touching this, the scarcest brushing of two fingers against this sacred flesh was enough to make Sans gasp, shuddering with a poorly concealed euphoria. He was a surprisingly sensitive man if you knew where to touch him.\n\n``Save it for the bedroom,'' Sans whispered, shivering as Toriel continued to stroke at this part of him. ``Gives me an excuse to be a pillow princess.''\n\n``Oh, is that the role that you're going to be taking tonight?'' Toriel chided, removing her fingers as she instead looked towards Grillby. ``Can you believe this guy?''\n\nGrillby nodded, apparently knowing this guy quite well.\n\nToriel scoffed and moved towards the stairs of her home, heading up them and towards the second floor. She ensured that both of her companions followed behind. It wasn't a very far journey before they were safely on the second floor and in her bedroom, looking out upon her bed. Like she promised, it was mammoth, more than capable of holding a party of three, if not more.\n\nA few of her toys were already laid out upon a towel, drying after a wash.\n\n``Did a stream earlier?'' Sans asked.\n\nToriel nodded. ``Every second Saturday, dear. You know that I'm always looking for a little extra fun money for my vacation out east.'' She smirked. ``The fans were incredibly generous tonight.''\n\nShe collected together these toys and moved them all over to her desk, depositing them out of the way. As she did so, she nodded towards the bed, getting both Sans and Grillby to take up position by it.\n\nSans knew his part well, tugging off his sweatpants and standing in the middle of the room butt naked. He then flopped onto the bed, grinning at Toriel as he folded his hands behind his head. \n\nHis skeleton looked intimidating, even to someone like Toriel, having no distinctive `bits' for her to stimulate. Yet, that blue glow took hold entirely underneath his skeleton, collecting along the interior of his body and around his joints, like some sort of magical cartilage.\n\n``You know, you caught me off guard when you first told me that you're not actually a skeleton,'' Toriel said, looking away from her friend's body and into his eyes. ``You know that, right?''\n\nSans shrugged. ``People see the skeleton and just assume. Easier to explain than telling folks you're a series of mushrooms holding together a skeleton.'' He smirked and winked at her. ``Sorry if you fell for the bones and not the fun guy underneath.''\n\nToriel snickered. ``I think I fell for your personality, dear.''\n\nShe moved towards the bed, coming over to Grillby and slapping him on the ass. He stiffened at the impact, tensing as his rump rippled against the blow. HIs cock twitched and he sent an involuntary geyser of material briefly launching outwards. It lingered upon the air, without structure, before coming back together and forming once more into a proper shaft.\n\n``Which hole would you like to use, dear?'' Toriel asked, clambering onto the bed. She lifted her haunches into the air and wiggled them back and forth, attempting to be as enticing as possible. ``I'm up for either or.''\n\nGrillby nodded and reached down, tapping a finger against her lower lips. This seemed to be his selection as he drew back and struck her across the rump. For a being made of semisolid matter, his blow landed with a surprisingly meaty thud, making her gasp.\n\n``I suppose I did earn a little payback,'' she murmured, playfully glaring at him as she stuck out her tongue.\n\nHer attention then went toward the skeleton in front of her. He seemed so vulnerable in this position, sprawled out and blushing. \n\nToriel reached up and hooked her paws around his femurs, pulling him closer to her. One hand then slipped between the joint holding together his hip and leg bones, brushing against the blue matter that lingered within. She was tender with it, careful, caressing the strangely wet and bumpy fungi. Even this most gentle of touches was enough to make Sans moans, shivering as he instinctively bit his finger. It was like this material was a g-spot, so receptive to her care.\n\nHer other hand kept his leg off to the side, denying him the ability to close them. Instead, she planted a kiss against his femur and trailed her way upwards, not stopping until she was at his hip. She traced her way up the bone and towards the place where the thick plate of his pelvis ended and his many ribs began. There was a gap just large enough for her to dip her snout in underneath, having just enough room to lap at the interior of his ribcage. Her tongue brushed against the many colonies of glowing blue material which lingered inside.\n\nIt tasted... strange, there was no other way to really describe it. It wasn't familiar to her, being nothing like any of the mushrooms that she would usually consume. Instead, they had a slightly spice flavour, like they were a product of something far more exotic than just the earth.\n\nShe couldn't focus on the taste for too long, however, as she soon felt a familiar appendage brushing against her hole. It would seem that she had gotten wet during their time together, allowing Grillby the opportunity to brush his cock along the full length of her folds.\n\nBack and forth, from clit to taint, he collected her essence upon his erection. Yet, it would seem that he had a desire and it was soon felt as he prodded at her folds with the tingling tip of his erection. He pressed forwards, soon enough, pushing his way inside, nice and slow.\n\nThe warmth of his organ was enough to make Toriel quiver. The tingling quality was a nice addition, ensuring that Toriel cooed and moaned as it stimulated her inner walls. Her eyes lit up as Grillby started to thrust forwards, her body momentarily seizing as he pumped into her again, working his way deeper and deeper with each successive motion.\n\nYet, she was well versed in the art of carnal bliss and knew how to focus through the throes of her own euphoria. As Grillby started to thrust a little harder, she instead focused her attention exclusively on Sans. \n\nHer hand had left his hip joint and instead danced along the interior of his ribs. At the same time, her snout found another bundle of mossy blue just along his spine, right where the ribs came together with it. As she lapped at this, Sans cried out, his entire frame shuddering against her universal touch.\n\n``You're sensitive, dear,'' Toriel teased.\n\nSans chuckled. ``You're just good at this. When most...'' He shuddered as Toriel pressed against his blueish nerves once more. ``When most monsters say they want to bone they have something else in mind for a skeleton like me.''\n\nSadly, his ass was firmly pressed against the bed, denying her the ability to smack it for this pun. Something which Sans was aware of as he offered a cocky little smile, winking at her.\n\nBefore Toriel could comment, however, her train of thought was derailed by an energetic moan. It would seem that Grillby had found his rhythm, pumping into her again and again. It wasn't long before his hips and her backside came together, clapping firmly against one another. It was strange to hear the sound of her flesh coming together with his as it sounded so different than usual. It was like something from a science fiction movie when a projectile bounced off an energy field. \n\nYet, she couldn't deny how nice it felt to be so utterly stuffed by him, his tingling erection touching against her inner walls. It caressed at them in new and interesting ways, curling against her flesh in a manner that no other cock had ever come close to replicating.\n\n``I was about to...'' Toriel shuddered. ``I was going to say that while I do love when you fuck me, I wouldn't want you to be...'' Grillby picked up the pace. ``Fuck...'' Her breathing came out a terse puff, halting her point. ``What was I about to say?''\n\n``That's a good question,'' Sans teased, reaching out and stroking her cheek.\n\nToriel closed her eyes. ``While I enjoy your penis, when you opt to use one...'' Grillby wasn't making this easy, somehow bucking even harsher than before, destroying her train of thought and replacing it with a dumb pleasured high. ``I'd rather you be comfortable in your own skin.''\n\n``Or lack of it?'' Sans teased.\n\nToriel giggled. ``Or lack of it.''\n\nShe did enough gabbing, however, as she instead focused on kissing and lapping, seeking out these little clusters of blue. This was an art that she was seasoned in, kissing along his ribs, stroking at the inside of his spine. She even dug another hand underneath his bony pelvis and prodded at the vast colony of fungi that lingered underneath.\n\nEvery little touch, no matter how minute, was enough to make Sans' voice grow louder and louder, sounding so strong as it promptly filled the room. His melody sounded so divine, deep and guttural, dripping with masculine intent.\n\nSans lifted his back away from the bed, his frame moving as if it had a mind of its own. He panickedly reached out and patted Toriel on the shoulder, hammering his palm into it again and again, desperate for attention. ``Yellow!''\n\n``Too much?'' Toriel teased as she drew back, just a little.\n\nSans nodded. ``A little.''\n\n``Sorry, sorry,'' Toriel said, drawing both of her hands away. She could see out of the corner of her eye that a light dusting of luminescent blue coated her digits. ``I got a little carried away playing your ribs like a xylophone.''\n\nGrillby smacked her across the ass and she gasped at the impact. \n\nShe focused her attention on this angle, giving her other companion the focus that he deserved. She studied his pattern and took it to heart. Just as he was about to thrust inside, she pressed back against him, slamming her hindquarters against his crotch. This seemed to catch him off guard as she could feel his plasma vibrate against her walls, quivering as if it was about to lose shape.\n\n``I'm kind of curious about what his cumshot is going to look like,'' Toriel commented, glancing up at Sans from between his ribs. She trailed a couple gentle kisses against her companion's spine, moving down towards his tail bone and the mass of blue that littered the inside of his hips and pelvis. ``Always intriguing to fuck monsters who aren't like me.''\n\nSans chuckled. ``Grillby how about you pat her twice when you get close?''\n\nGrillby offered a thumbs up and instead rested his other hand against the base of her tail, grabbing hold of it and using it for leverage. He started to thrust into her, harder, going long and deep as he pumped into her again and again, getting so overwhelmingly forceful with his pace. Their bodies crashed together, clapping and smacking into one another, providing a constant drumbeat to support the symphony of moans and groans.\n\nToriel felt her own pleasure building in tandem. There was a pressure in her stomach, a knot of euphoric bliss. At first, it was little more than kindling, a smattering of warmth. Yet, it built higher, soon enough, growing into a proper flame as it finally caught.\n\nWith this new leverage, Grillby was able to give it to her even harder than before, slamming himself into her. If he would've had a mouth, there would be little doubt that he'd be left panting for more. As it stood, she could feel his flesh pulse inside of her with every thrust, growing momentarily hotter and larger before snapping back to its baseline temperature and size. This unique organ did this again and again, oscillating with an increasingly steady frequency.\n\nToriel tried her best to pleasure Sans, kissing and stroking him whenever she could. Yet, it was so hard to concentrate while Grillby railed her like this. It was almost impossible to engage with the outside world while she was getting roughly dicked.\n\nYet, it didn't seem that Sans minded, he moaned when she was able to deliver a kiss, contenting himself to a smile when she was too busy moaning for that. He mostly reserved himself to holding her against his body, stroking her coat as he did so.\n\nToriel could feel herself starting to get so close now, pushing towards the brink and promptly teetering on the edge of bliss. She was on the precipice and Grillby seemed to be so close as well, dancing on that fabled point.\n\nYet, sadly, Grillby tapped her twice on the hip, indicating that he was close and would be showing her what his climax was like. Which involved him pulling out just as she was about to reach the brink as well. A sad state but not one that she was totally unfamiliar with.\n\nOnce he'd pulled free, Toriel carefully extracted herself from Sans's ribs and rolled over, laying down against Sans as she looked up at Grillby. Her eyes widened as she realized that his cock now glowed an impressive white, pulsing again and again.\n\nGrillby reached down and stroked it, quickly rubbing one out. It didn't take long before he pushed himself over the edge and into the depths of bliss. His entire form shuddered as he succumbed to his desires.\n\nIn a moment, his white cock was there. Then there was a flash of light, bright enough to make Toriel flinch away. Once her vision returned, she noticed that there was nothing but a null void. In the space, where his cock had once been, there was now a bright cloud of matter which ebbed outwards, seemingly refusing to obey gravity.\n\nSupernova...\n\nA term from a bygone era of studies but one that stuck with her.\n\nShe couldn't help but clap. ``That's... holy shit.''\n\nGrillby let out a sigh of relief, running a hand through his ragged flaming hair. It took him a moment to recollect himself, returning to his composed appearance.\n\nSans chuckled and slid down, taking up position next to Toriel. ``Cool, right?''\n\nToriel nodded. ``Uh huh.''\n\nOne of Sans hands trailed down her plush belly, heading along her form before reaching for her crotch. He carefully brushed his digits against her folds, toying with her soaking wet hole. He winked at her before slipping these digits inside.\n\nToriel gasped. ``Sans!''\n\n``Yes, hun?'' Sans replied.\n\n``I'm supposed to be getting you off,'' Toriel whispered, shivering as one of his hands brushed against her clit. ``This is... this is most uncouth.''\n\n``I thought I was paying for a good time,'' Sans replied, leering at her. ``And getting you off is my idea of a good time.'' He chuckled. ``Plus, I would hate to get spores all over your nice furniture.''\n\nHis fingers started to grow faster and faster, finding a steady rhythm. Ever so often, his thumb brushed against her clit. He was oddly rough with this little bundle of nerves, making her eyes widen and pulse quicken with every firm stroke. \n\nToriel felt her entire body shudder as she was so rapidly brought towards the brink once again.\n\nSans grinned at her, slipping a third finger inside before hammering them into her again and again. He seemed to be enjoying himself as his blue glow intensified, colouring his cheeks. \n\n``Hey Tori, are you flirting with me?'' Sans asked.\n\nToriel blinked through the haze of sex, her mind barely holding onto anything approaching rational thought. ``Huh?''\n\n``You know since you're...'' Sans grinned and winked at her. ``Cumming onto me?''\n\nToriel nearly groaned. Yet, just as that note was about to leave her lips, a rapturous moan escaped them instead. Her lower lips cradled Sans tightly, clenching around his digits and squeezing them. A flood of juices came rupturing forth, spilling out and staining both his fingers and the bedding below.\n\nIt lasted for several long moments, coming out in sheets, splattering against his boney digits in waves. Pulse after pulse left her body until her pleasure had finally run its course. Only then did she settle down upon the bedding, blinking through the spots in her vision as she stared up at the ceiling, panting for breath.\n\n``That was cute,'' Sans teased, pulling his fingers out. He instead tapped Toriel upon the belly, playing her fur like it was an instrument. ``Good to know that I still got it.''\n\n``I'm so getting you off,'' Toriel whispered.\n\nSans shrugged. ``No biggie if you don't.''\n\n``No, no, no, you paid for full service and full service you shall receive, young man,'' Toriel chided, sitting up right and turning in order to wag a finger at him. She then turned to look at Grillby. ``And he only got one orgasm so far.''\n\nGrillby looked down at his crotch where a fresh flare was already starting to take shape, protruding limply from his crotch. He then looked at Sans and shrugged. It was the kind of reaction that only made Toriel's smile grow.\n\n``Fine, fine,'' Sans chided. ``But only on two conditions.''\n\n``What are those?'' Toriel asked.\n\n``One,'' Sans declared, holding up a lone finger. ``I will not be held responsible for getting spores all over the room.''\n\n``Deal,'' Toriel said.\n\nSans nodded and held up another finger. ``And two, we take a breather.'' He yawned and stretched his frame taut, popping his stiff joints. ``All of this pillow princess stuff is pretty exhausting.'' \n\nToriel lifted a brow.\n\n``What?'' Sans asked.\n\nToriel simply shook her head, scoffing at this. ``You're something else, Sans.''\n\nShe thudded back down onto the bed, looking up at Grillby. He kind of just stood there awkwardly, looking so unsure of himself. So, she slid over and snuggled up next to Sans before patting the spot beside herself. \n\nIt was an invitation that he politely took as he settled onto the bed as well.\n\n``But you're only getting ten minutes,'' Toriel stated.\n\nSans nodded. ``Way more than I need for a power nap.'' He scoffed and closed his eyes. ``Trust me.''\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Toriel worked a second job.

Teaching may have been a productive career and she did appreciate her pay and benefits. Yet, there were still certain things that were still outside the reach of a single mom with two children in college. Little luxuries that she desired: clothing that looked nice, jewelry that glimmered, a nice meal on occasion, and even an annual vacation somewhere warm. And of course, enough money to finance her ever growing collection of gaming apparatuses.

So, Toriel had a second job. The kind of job that started at seven in the evening on a Saturday.

Toriel glanced at her computer, seeing that her streaming interface was set up just the way that she liked it with a preview of the stream on her first monitor and the chat interface on the second. Her webcam was currently focused upon her bed where she sat, wearing a bathrobe.

She liked the way that she looked right now, the plush black velvety material feeling like wrapping paper obscuring a gift. For sure, it muted her features, but it still betrayed what lingered underneath, showing off just enough of her rounded feminine figure to be enticing while not ruining the surprise completely.

Her makeup was done up with some cherry red lipstick applied to her lips, a dusting of blush upon her cheeks, and a little eyeliner to finish off the sultry nature of her look. Yet, the eyeliner was hidden under a partial masquerade mask, a feline cosmetic which was meant to obscure her identity.

As much as you could really obscure a boss monster's identity, of course.

To her left was a towel with several items lingering underneath it, a collection which would hopefully keep her clients happy and entertained. And to her right was a mousepad with a wireless mouse on top of it. The mousepad in question had an orange tabby cat smoking a pipe, an image which made her smile with just how relatable it really was.

``Here goes nothing, Tori,'' Toriel told herself, moving her mouse over to the start button and waiting a moment. She needed to build up her confidence, just a little more. It wasn't easy putting herself out there. Yet, eventually her resolve was secured as she clicked the button and brought her show to life.

In a blink, the streaming interface flashed a red recording prompt, confirming that she was now the centre of the internet's attention. That one little click confirmed that an email was currently being sent out to dozens if not hundreds of monster's inboxes all at once.

All she had to do was wait.

GiraffeFucker127: Hey Mommy

GropingQueen: Hey!

DesperateKing donated $3

DeperateKing: Hello

Toriel rolled her eyes, hoping that it wasn't too pronounced.

Within the first two minutes, the stream's population grew to be eleven individuals. A decent start that would hopefully take off as the night went on. Still, it was enough for her to at least get this show on the road.

``Hello, dears,'' Toriel said, allowing a playfully seductive edge to enter her voice. Her eyes grew half lidded, daring, trying to seem as seductive as possible. ``How are you doing tonight?''

She waited a moment, seeing a few affirmative responses and the token amount of small talk. It would seem that her patrons were doing very well this week. Or at least, they claimed to be doing well this week.

As they typed, Toriel started to undo her robe, just a little. The plush fabric shifted ever so slightly to the side, moving away from her frame by the barest amount. A movement which caused more of her impressive cleavage to be exposed, framing her bosom for the camera to see.

She could see it in the preview frame, gaining just a little bit of a wolfish smile in response. There was something so nice about having these strangers want her, something empowering about it even. It was nice to know that even at her age, she was still a monster worth lusting over her. Something which helped her self-esteem greatly.

``I bought you all a new gift,'' Toriel said, winking at them. ``Would you folks like to see?''

She reached over and moved the mouse, using it to pop open a little prompt on the stream. It was a modest thirty-dollar goal to have her unwrap their present. An objective which took only a few moments to be filled as five different monsters ensured that it was met in a matter of seconds.

``Oh my,'' Toriel replied, giggling. ``It would seem that my darling fans really want to see what Mommy has gotten for them.'' She hummed, carefully plucking at the cord which was keeping her robe held together. ``I suppose I shouldn't keep you waiting for too long.''

ObligatoryJojoReference23: Sharpie Stream?

Toriel chuckled. ``Not this week, I'm afraid. I have some guests coming over later tonight and they'll require my coat to be sharpie free.''

DesperateKing: Guests?

Toriel ignored this prompt and instead cast aside the cord, allowing her robe to fall down her shoulders, ever so slightly. It revealed that there were thin straps, belonging to some other article of clothing, lingering underneath. Yet, what this article happened to be was still obscured, drawing things out that much longer and almost making the tension feel palpable.

She decided not to tease them for too long, however. After all, they had been good students and paid their dues quickly this week.

``I remember two weeks ago one of my students told me that I have fantastic udders,'' Toriel said, getting to her hooves. ``And that got me thinking.''

HootedBoobs05: No way...

Toriel smirked and finally let the robe drop away entirely from her frame, falling to the floor due to the weight of gravity. In the blink of an eye, she went from being fully clothed to being barely clothed at all. The only article that remained upon her rounded body was a bikini which was one size too small for a woman of her impressive stature.

The bikini bore a cow print, a pattern of black and white which looked so nice as it clung to her snowlike coat.

She couldn't help but allow her gaze to linger upon the preview, seeing her body in all its glory. It was beautiful, plump in all of the right places with a generous bosom, a soft belly, and an ass that would kill most men. It was the kind of body that some old fertility idols would've tried to replicate, her divinity coming across in the form of her chubby flesh and soft coat.

With her robe now gone, Toriel started to do a slow circle in the middle of the room, pivoting upon her hooves. She ensured that her students could see the way that the bikini rode up her rump, leaving both cheeks more than supported and on display.

As she turned back to face the camera, she even bent forwards and pushed out her chest. This gave her fans a nice view of how her breasts just wanted to spring forth, struggling against the restrictive confines of this most meagre apparel.

The chat went wild at its appearance, the text scrolling by far too fast for her to properly take in. It also seemed that her preview had updated as her stream population doubled in a matter of moments. Both of these felt so good, knowing that her body was enticing and wanted, craved so eagerly by this collection of strangers.

Toriel settled back down upon the bed, smirking. ``I'm glad that you enjoy this new outfit. I got you something else...'' She reached under the towel and grabbed the first of her items, selecting a thick black collar with a brass cowbell affixed to the front of it.

FemboyFucker: Moo for us!

Toriel chuckled as she put on the collar, draping it around her throat. ``Now, now, you know how we get the things that we want, dear.''

FemboyFucker donated $5

Toriel flushed and gave it some thought, trying to figure out how much heart she wanted to give to her debasing display. Yet, she knew that she must give it her all considering how kind that donation had been.

So, she drew in a breath and looked directly at the camera, as if making eye contact with whomever was seated on the other side. She braced herself and let out a rapturous moo, sounding almost like a proper farmyard animal. All the while she jangled her bell and jostled her bosom, making quite the noise. The display made her blush, giggling as she covered her face with the back of her hand.

``Angel,'' she murmured. ``I can't believe that I actually did that.''

She drew her hand away from her face and instead rested her palms upon the bed, squishing her bosom between her arms and pressing her chest out as she leaned ever so slightly forwards. She knew that her students liked that and she was more than willing to indulge them.

Hot4Knot: Have you thought about nipple piercings?

Toriel smirked and reached up, cupping her breasts in each of her hands. They were mammoth compared to her palms. Still, she gave them both a squeeze, kneading her fingers into the soft fatty flesh. ``I do think they would look pretty cute but I believe they are something fit for a woman who is a little braver than myself.'' She sighed as she shook her head. ``Plus, could you imagine a woman my age going to a body artist looking for something like that?''

A chorus of replies came from chat, assuring her that she wasn't that old. She was used to these discussions though didn't mind them in the slightest. She knew that she was getting more mature. Still, that didn't mean that she couldn't rock the assets which she'd been provided with to their fullest capacity. After all, she was like a glass of fine red wine, only improved with age.

Woman_Respector donated $10

Woman_Respector: Any chance we could see your uh... udders?

Toriel chuckled. ``For ten dollars? Certainly.''

She moved her hands up and hooked a pair of fingers under the top straps on her bikini, giving both of them a slow little tug in the opposite direction. It was a tease, a coy gesture meant to draw out this simple request. Yet, even through the internet, she could feel the anticipation of her fans bubbling forth.

Their lust was pronounced, having an energy and substance that seemed to fill the very room itself. She could feel a warmth take hold within her breast, tickling at her core with a rather pleasant heat. It wasn't too surprising, yet she hadn't been completely aware of her exhibitionism kink when she'd first started with this hobby. Yet, getting into this niche profession has certainly helped bring it out in full force.

It was easy to discount eyes when they came from a computer but she did her best to take those numbers and project them into something more akin to reality. Sure, there were only twenty viewers but if this was the real world that would be twenty sets of eyes watching her upon a stage. This would be twenty living souls who wanted to consume her.

The sensation made her shiver. She couldn't help but rub her thighs together, feeling a familiar wetness linger between her legs.

Yet, she focused on the webcam, remembering that she had a part to play. So, she finally pulled her bikini top off to the sides, fully exposing both of her impressive breasts. Each of them ended in a large pink nipple with a sizeable areola around it.

And it seemed that her chat approved, considering the number of monsters smashing out seemingly random phrases.

Still, there was some legitimate engagement coming forth from amongst the chaotic noise.

BlueFishACAB: Watching this with my girlfriend. Think you'll be doing private sessions tonight?

Toriel nodded. ``I might, Un- Blue Fish, I'll make sure to give you preference if I do.'' She winked at the camera. ``Say hi to your girlfriend for me.''

HottedBoob05: What's your dirtiest fantasy?

Toriel opened her mouth to remind this user of the rules.

HottedBoob05 donated $5

Toriel closed her mouth and instead reached up, purposefully tapping a finger against the underside of her snout. While she thought about it, she idly played with her breast, squishing it rather firmly.

``Honestly, I am a massive slut for the concept of exhibitionism.'' Toriel scoffed. ``As you might uh... pick up on.'' She hummed and hawed, thinking about it. ``It might sound a little old fashioned but I rather like the idea of wearing nothing but a trench coat and going to a park with an intimate partner. Then...'' She rolled a hand through the air as if searching for what she wished to say. ``I'd of course shed the coat and strut around butt naked for their amusement.''

MewMewSimp: We could help you with that.

Toriel chuckled. ``I may or may not be interested in doing something along those lines.'' She smiled at the camera. ``Though it would be a shame to leave all of you lovely people out of Mommy's adventures, wouldn't it?''

She glanced to the side and pulled a hand away from her breast, resting it upon the towel instead.

``By the way, I got you some other gifts,'' Toriel said, winking at the camera before tilting her snout towards the towel. ``Would you like to see?''

The chat obviously did want to see, exploding with activity. She even earned a couple of smaller donations in order to help hype her up. Not that such things were entirely necessary with her tits already out.

``Now I'll warn you, some of these are old presents but there are a couple new ones mixed in,'' Toriel explained. She finally pulled the towel away and neatly folded it before placing it back down upon the bed. ``Of course, you all know the rules if you want me to play with something. So, make sure Mommy knows that her gifts are appreciated once you've seen them.''

FemboyFucker: Love You, Mommy!

FemboyFucker donated $5

Toriel smiled. ``Love you too, FemboyFucker.'' She chuckled, pausing to give that username some thought. ``Though I kind of wonder how you ended up on this stream considering your username.''

FemboyFucker: I have complex fetishes.

Toriel snickered. ``I see.''

She reached out and grabbed the first of the items, a classic, showing it off to the camera. It was a standard pair of shiny black nipple clamps with a small steel chain connecting them. They lingered on frame for a few seconds before she returned them to the bed.

Next, she grabbed a large red ball gag, showing it off to the camera as well. It would be more than adequate at filling her maw.

The third item was another classic; a large canine dildo, easily twelve inches in length with a generous knot near the base. To most monsters, it would've been a challenge. Yet, Toriel was a little larger than most monsters. She was also far more seasoned in this art than many of her contemporaries.

``And now for my two new presents which I've been so very excited to show you,'' Toriel said, grabbing the first of them. It was a handle that was attached to some sort of object hidden away within a felt sheathe which was bulging with its contents. ``I got some new anal beads since the last ones were so disappointing to play with.'' She smirked at the camera and blew her audience a kiss. ``I'd of course like to offer a special thanks to Woman Respector for buying these off of my wish list. Please remember that I do offer exclusive photos and videos to students who buy Mommy gifts.''

She started to pull the beads out of their sheathe, smirking at the camera as she did so. The first one was the thickest one of the bunch, being sizeable, huge for most monsters. It was about the size of a cantaloupe. Bead after bead left the felt, numbering about a half dozen in total, progressively getting smaller and smaller until the smallest was revealed, being about the size of an apple.

HottedBoob05: Oh fuck.

DesperateKing: I may buy something from your list...

Toriel internally beamed at having pulled off that reveal so well, placing the item aside with the others. This brought her to the final item in her collection as she reached out and grabbed it, showing it off to the camera.

It was the strangest of the collection, being a simple gemstone dangling from a golden chain. To most monsters, it would've seemed like a simple piece of costume jewelry, or maybe the real thing if Toriel was loaded.

``This is a soul stimulator,'' Toriel explained, leaning forwards in order to show it off to the camera. ``It's a toy designed for boss monsters such as myself. It has the ability to send mana penetrating through my chest in order to graze my soul. I know it's...'' She hummed. ``A bit less flashy than some of my other toys but I can assure you that this little item is more pleasurable than any vibrator that money can buy. I'd also like to thank MewMewSimp for purchasing this for me.''

BlueFishACAB: So, that was the surprise, huh?

MewMewSimp: I thought you might enjoy it :P

BlueFishACAB donated $25

BlueFishACAB: I think you know what I want, Mommy.

Toriel nodded and carefully unclipped the back of the necklace, pulling around her throat, letting it rest just under the collar. Carefully, she snapped it into place in the back, allowing the gem to fall and settle between her breasts. The mere sensation of it against skin was enough to make her stiffen, cooing softly as a shiver coursed through her.

``I'm still learning how this thing works,'' Toriel teased. ``But I think I have it just about figured out.''

She touched a pair of fingers to it, tenting her brow as she concentrated. Soon, the gem started to glow a soft blue.

The effect was immense, like a tidal wave of pleasure crashing down upon her. The gem itself was still, unmoving, but there was an energy coming off of it which she could feel physically pushing through her chest and into her body, brushing against that spiritual bundle of self which lingered at the very core of her personhood. The gemstone was placed to a lower setting and she could already feel herself being pushed towards a knife's edge, reaching out and gripping at the sheets below.

It was like an omnipresent wave was grazing against her soul, getting oh so close to touching it but not quite achieving this taboo goal. It was a hard sensation to describe but the closest comparison she could make would be like having a vibrator applied directly to her clit. Yet, this clit ran deeper, more universal, making up her entire body.

``Oh dear,'' Toriel whispered, running a hand through her hair. She chuckled nervously, already squirming against the sensation. ``I... I... that is definitely a lot to contend with.''

FemboyFucker: Is it Bluetooth compatible?

``Unfortunately, no,'' Toriel answered, snickering. ``Magic and technology don't overlap often and especially not for something as trivial as a sex toy.''

She could feel moisture start to form within her bikini bottom, soaking into the material. It was warm and sticky, betraying her pleasure.

Both of her hands lingered upon the bedding, digging into the plush material and holding onto it for dear life. Yet, she knew that she couldn't just stay like this forever. Eventually the next request would come through and she would have to obey.

HottedBoob05 donated $15

HottedBoob05: Sorry, Mommy, but could you put on those nipple clamps? I hate to be mean but it's just too much fun ;P

Toriel nodded. ``Of course, dear, I don't mind enduring a little discomfort for someone as generous as yourself.'' She winked at the camera. ``Maybe I could even be convinced to add a little weight to the chain as well.''

She picked up the clamps and pinched one of them open, moving it towards her exposed left nipple. With a smile and a kiss aimed directly at the camera, she then let go, causing the black rubber to clamp firmly into her tenderly flesh, roughly grasping it.

The pressure was enough to make her gasp, shuddering. It was a potent mix when combined with the gemstone which already left her entire body so tense. A quivering ripple coursed through her as she adjusted to the tension placed upon her poor little teat. She then moved the other clamp over to her right nipple, hovering it overtop.

HottedBoob05: What sort of convincing?

Toriel let go of the clamp and it once more sunk into her nipple, firmly compressing it against the tension of the rubber. The pain was just right, a pleasant ache which bordered but didn't push into the realm of actually causing any duress.

She looked at the chat and hummed. ``Fifty cents per gram with a one hundred gram maximum.'' She then pouted and hooked a finger around the chain, giving it a little tug. Her tits really did look good with those clamps on them. ``But you wouldn't want to hurt, Mommy, would you?''

DesperateKing donated $10

BlueFishACAB donated $20

HottedBoob05 donated $10

MewMewSimp donated $5

FemboyFucker donated $5

Toriel gasped and held a hand to her chest. ``Well, I never!''

Yet it was hard to fake her offensive as there was the edge of a sinful smile forming upon her lips.

Conveniently she already had a selection of modest weight resting upon the bed. A collection which made it even harder to fake her faux anger as they were clearly seen lingering in the corner of the preview's frame, glimmering in the light. She selected the one-hundred-gram model, a small cylinder of shiny metal, showing it off to the camera. There was already a hook built into it which she used to affix it to the chain between her clamps.

As she let go, the chain succumbed to gravity and sank, causing even more tension to be applied to her poor teats. The ache was enough to make her sigh, rubbing her thighs together expectantly. At this point, there was pretty much a river flowing between her haunches, soaking into her fur and the absorbent material of her bikini bottom.

GiraffeFucker127 donated $10

GiraffeFucker127: Can you tell me how disappointed you are in me, Mommy?

Toriel drew in a breath and managed to glare at the camera, wagging a finger at it. ``Mommy is very disappointed in you GiraffeFucker. You better stop jerking off right this second and go to your room.''

It took a lot of willpower not to lose it and snicker at that request.

She had grown so used to saying these uttering deranged usernames. So, very very used to it. Yet, she couldn't help but smile at having to scold someone with a perversion for long supple necks. She even found herself idly wondering if there might've been someone in their life who could help them sate their forbidden desire.

Toriel couldn't help but glance at her interface, going wide eyed at the figure she had already garnered this stream. It would seem that her students were feeling rather generous tonight, more generous than usual.

Good nights were a rare treat indeed.

``So, since you've already been so generous, how about Mommy uses one of these toys free of charge?'' Toriel asked, drawing her hand over to the collection that sat at her side. ``Which one are people most interested in seeing me use?''

Her other hand reached for the gemstone, touching it as she furrowed her brow. She sent a quick signal into it which made it strengthen, rumbling away with even more energy around her soul. This only sent that deep instinctual pleasure into overdrive as more magic brushed up against her sensitive state of being.

The chat seemed to be in agreement that they wanted to see her take the anal beads, unsurprising considering their newness and the raw size of them. So, she reached over with a shaky hand and grabbed them.

FemboyFucker: Can Mommy even take all of those?

Toriel snickered and looked at them, working her jaw as she appreciated their raw size. ``I won't lie, they do look a little intimidating. Still, I'm sure that I could handle something like this. We could even make a game out of it if you'd like.''

The chat seemed to be intrigued by this idea.

``If I can take all of these beads then you will owe me a hundred dollars. If I can't handle them all, I will add another hundred grams to my nipple clamps for the remainder of tonight's stream,'' Toriel said, batting her lashes. ``How does that sound?''

She waited a moment before seeing the cascade of positive comments scroll by. A part of her wondered if she should collect the money first but she knew at this point that she could trust her audience. After all, she could track down at least three of them in the real world if they were to short change her.

Toriel stood up, lifting herself off of the bed. She hooked a pair of fingers around the straps on her bikini bottom, wiggling her hips from side to side. This was the last part of her intimacy which hadn't yet been exposed though she knew for a fact that the camera would show off the wetness in her crotch, the material already so dampened as if she'd just gotten out of the pool.

ObligatoryJojoReference23: I'd Star Finger that pussy.

FemboyFucker: What?

MewMewSimp: LMAO I got that reference.

BlueFishACAB: Dweebs.

``Children,'' Toriel dictated, sounding sharp as she freed a finger from her attire in order to wag it at the webcam. ``Pay attention while Mommy shows off her pussy.''

That hushed the chat right up.

Which meant that she finally pulled her bikini bottom off, drawing it away from her sopping wet hole. Her flower was a delicate pink, looking so pretty as it was fully exposed. It was a tender dusting of colour upon her otherwise totally white fur. According to her audience, it was a fairly attractive pussy.

She shivered as she felt their collective eyes upon it, squirming with an eager anticipation. Her whole form felt so utterly sensitive as the gemstone ensured that her soul was left balancing upon a knife's edge, never letting up enough to make her relax. This made her exhibitionism feel that much more potent, daring even.

Once fully exposed, Toriel cast her bikini bottom aside. This was also her chance to finally remove her top as well, ensuring that her breasts finally hung heavy and free. Both articles of clothing ended up in the hamper where they would be washed and saved for a future date to mortify her children at the beach.

Now that she had shed the thinnest veneer of clothing, she lifted her hands above her head, stretching her body taut. She sighed fondly as if popping out a stiff joint. With her beauty fully on display, she slowly turned on her hooves, taking her time to ensure that everyone could witness her body from every angle imaginable.

Once satisfied, she then turned towards the bed and flopped upon it, rolling over and resting her head amongst the pillows. She reached out and grabbed the beads, bringing them closer. At the same time, she reached for her bedside table and grabbed a giant bottle of lube.

DesperateKing: Mommy's pussy is looking rather fine tonight.

Toriel bit her tongue, saving herself from a heated comment. Instead, she reached over, once more, grabbing a black nitrile glove and slipping it on over her hand. Fur and lube never went well together, doubly so when it came to anything involving the anus. Once the glove was securely in place, she then grabbed a towel, angling her hips in order to slide it under herself.

Only then, once assured that any potential mess would be minimal, did she finally pop open the lube and pour it into her gloved fingers. When both digits were absolutely coated in the stuff, she trailed a hand down her body, heading towards her backdoor. She winked at the camera as she did so, blowing a kiss to her fans as she prodded at her hole with two fingers.

It didn't take much effort to get one finger in and about as much for the second to slip inside as well. Toriel was a big monster with big digits. These two fingers were easily larger than the intimate anatomy of many monsters, her fans included. Yet, she took them like a champ, barely grunting as she started to pump away at her hole.

Normally, anal would be a muted sensation, done more for show than actual pleasure. Yet, the gemstone had a way of even augmenting something like this, making it feel that much more pleasurable. For the briefest moment, she even thought that she may have been fingering the wrong hole. After all, it was making her moan, filling her core with a fresh dose of forbidden pleasure that wasn't at all familiar with.

FemboyFucker donated $5

FemboyFucker: Best position?

Toriel hummed as she pondered this, still fingering herself all the while. ``Let me think, let me think...'' She then perked up. ``Call me old fashioned but there is just something so nice about missionary. Though with that being said, I would love to meet a monster large enough to do a mating press with me. Sadly, Mommy is a little too plus sized for something like that.''

BlueFishACAB: Name a time and place.

``Oh dear, you know my rates,'' Toriel teased, winking at the camera. ``Or get your darling wife to make me dinner, at the very least.''

MewMewSimp: I'm actually making homemade ramen tonight.

FemboyFucker: Whoa are you two married?

Toriel continued to finger herself for a few more seconds before pulling her digits free. They left her hole with an audible belch of fluids, draining lube down her cheeks and onto the towel below. Her hole was now properly prepped and more than a little loosened, clearly gaping for the camera to see.

At the very least, it would keep her more than ready for the smallest of the beads, the apple-sized one. With a deep breath, Toriel brought the string over to her rump, pouring some lube onto the first bead before massaging the fluid into the rubbery material. She was more than generous with its application, not stopping until it was sopping wet with slickness.

By the time she was done, the whole string was absolutely drenched in the stuff, dripping onto the towel below in thick strands.

It seemed the chat was eager to see where this would go and Toriel had no intention of denying them. Instead, she took the smallest bead in her hand and pressed it against her backdoor. It proved only a little troublesome, giving her the barest pause.

Yet, with a hint of pressure, her hole started to concede and the bead sunk into place. The penetration made Toriel draw in a hushed breath, her legs shaking as a tingling shiver crawled its way up her spine.

It left her momentarily stunned, exposed to her senses. She became highly aware of the sound of her voice as she moaned. The smell of lube punctuated the air with its crude perfume.

GiraffeFucker127: I'd love to fuck Mommy.

``If you're interested, and in the area, I do have an escort ad open,'' Toriel teased, sticking her tongue out at the camera. ``But for obvious reasons, I won't be mentioning my location on the internet. Mommy teaches all of her students to keep their information private on such platforms.''

MewMewSimp: Is this a Nord VPN ad?

Toriel scoffed and shook her head. She didn't have the faintest idea what that was supposed to mean. It was probably just Alphys being Alphys with an anime reference or something.

As she finally pressed the first bead into place, she reached down with her ungloved hand and rubbed at her folds, giving them a couple teasing strokes. The gem ensured that even this meagre touch was electric in quality, making her voice crack as she gasped.

This was one part pleasuring herself and another part putting on a good show for the audience to see. Not that the two things were very far removed at this point.

After all, Toriel was already soaking for many reasons. Not the least of which was the fact that so many monsters had decided to spare a portion of their free time, and wallets, to witness her be so depraved. How could a monster not revel in this kind of attention?

It honestly felt good to be worthy of this overwhelmingly crude attention, tingling at her psyche with a pleasant warmth.

As the first bead gave way to the second, Toriel tented her brow. Already the girth was starting to thicken, becoming troublesome as it grew from about the size of an apple and into something more akin to an orange. There was already quite a bit of pressure straining against her poor hole.

The chat chanted her on, however, telling her that she could accomplish this. And she had no desire to disappoint them.

Slowly, this bead started to really spread her hole, stretching it as the abundant lubricant helped get it inside. Little by little, it started to slip into place until finally something inside of her gave as the rubber plunged forth and sunk all the way into her hole, slurping into place.

Toriel let out a sigh of relief, offering a shaky smile. ``I may have bitten off a little more than I can handle.''

FemboyFucker: Double weights then?

``Now, now, I am not quite ready to throw in the towel just yet,'' Toriel teased, wagging a finger at the camera. ``You need to have a little faith in Mommy. Has she ever let you down in the past?''

The third bead now rested against her backdoor, being even larger than the prior two. Still, Toriel pressed it against her hole, gritting her teeth as she did so. The pressure was more than a little noticeable, starting to push into the realm of genuine discomfort. Yet, she couldn't help but adore the sensation of the two existing beads inside of her anus.

BlueFishACAB: Remind me to fuck you in the ass next time.

``Will do,'' Toriel grunted.

She let out a sigh of relief as the third bead finally slipped into place, yet again punctuating the accomplishment with a guttural slurp. Now her hindquarters were properly stuffed, the beads pushing far into her body. The third bead was soon followed by a fourth with her anus getting remarkably used to the increasing degree of penetration.

``The secret is that there is never a toy too large,'' Toriel teased, winking at the camera. ``But merely a lack of prep time and lube to get it done right.''

There were two beads left, the smaller being intimidating and the second even more so. A smart voice told her to cut her losses as she was already stuffed so full with all of these pesky beads.

Yet, a horny voice slithered into her brain. It was so convincing and alluring as it promised her forbidden pleasure if she could accomplish this sinful goal. It managed to convince her into pressing the fifth bead against her tailhole. Once more, there was some pressure, her rump obviously surprised by this development.

Yet, Toriel kept pushing, taking her time as her hole grew increasingly agape. The chat was clearly impressed by this display, still chanting her on. A few users even stated that they better get their wallets ready because there was no way that she was going to be stopped at this rate.

The bead slipped into place and Toriel gasped, her eyes growing wide as her back arched away from the sheets. A goofy smile coloured her lips and a pleasant tingle took hold within her mind, ebbing outwards. It came together with the gemstone, leaving her balancing precariously upon the edge of bliss, just begging to plunge into the waters of orgasm.

There was only one bead left, that pesky melon-sized mega bead. It was so large that it almost filled the palm of her impressive hand as she grabbed hold of it. She attempted to press it inside, she really did, pushing it firmly against her backdoor, applying even more pressure and trying her best to wedge it into her hole.

Where the other beads had been a challenge, this was simply a bridge too far, something which the powers of lube, prep time, and horny self-assuredness couldn't easily overcome. Maybe with enough time and freedom, she could've gotten it inside. However, she had an audience to entertain and she didn't know if they would appreciate watching her fumble around with her asshole for half an hour.

So, she offered the camera a sheepish smile, flushing at her own inability. ``It would appear that I have bit off more than I can chew.''

BlueFishACAB donated $20

BlueFishACAB: Valiant effort.

MewMewSimp donated $10

FemboyFucker donated $10

ObligatoryJojoReference23 donated $50

ObligatoryJojoReference23: You tried!

Toriel blinked, left in a stunned stupor by this cascade of rewards. She hadn't done what she'd promised and they still saw fit to pay her for it.

``You lot are far too kind,'' she teased, shaking her head in disbelief. ``I hope you know that.''

FemboyFucker: Not kind enough to spare your tits another hundred grams.

Toriel scoffed and reached for another of the little metal cylinders. ``I suppose it's only fair.''

[hr]

The stream had gone well, really well. It wasn't strange for a hundred dollars to be her evening's revenue but this blew that figure out of the water. In total, she had brought home nearly five hundred, more than she might make in some months.

It was the kind of money which made her question if she should quit her day job.

Yet, Toriel was smarter than that, remembering that not every week was like this and that the benefits that a stable job provided were more than worthwhile. Plus, the taxman and service providers would ensure that those five hundred dollars were properly trimmed by the end of the year.

Still, it was the kind of money that made it a little easier to buy a new full-priced game on her Switch. It was a platformer with a simple design, a classic that reminded Toriel of gaming two decades ago. Yet, she liked the classics.

Sadly, her gaming session was cut short as there was a knock at the door. Thankfully, this also meant that her guests had arrived, bringing forth her second side hustle of the night.

Toriel got to her hooves and cinched her robe tight, looking down at herself. Answering the door in a bathrobe felt like something ripped right out of a cheesy porno. It felt cliche, like she was about to offer the delivery driver a tip while getting her pizza with extra sausage.

But cliche wasn't always the worst thing.

She peered out the peephole and noticed two monsters on the other side. One was familiar, looking right at her and waving. The other was foreign, coasting in upon the reputation of his friend.

Toriel opened the door and offered the duo a beaming smile. ``Hello Sans.'' She then nodded to the stranger. ``Is this your friend?''

Sans nodded, flashing a tired smile. ``Yeah, this is Grillby, thought that he'd help heat things up.''

Toriel snickered at the pun. The stranger was a monster who seemed to be made out of flames though they burned cool, not providing much heat nor damaging the dress shirt and khaki pants that he wore. He nodded to Toriel, waving as well. Yet, he said nothing, apparently having no mouth in order to do so.

``Well, I'm glad that you could...'' Toriel rested a hand upon the strand that held her attire together. ``Robe him into things.''

Sans snickered.

Grillby rolled his eyes though he seemed to be smiling. Or at least, as much as a mouthless entity could really smile with only his eyes creasing with mirth.

Toriel stepped to the side and Sans came into her home. He was dressed like his usual self, wearing a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie. On most monsters, it might've been considered slovenly attire but to him it just worked. There was no other way to really describe it. She also noticed that there was a load of groceries tucked away under his arm.

``Grillby offered to cook dinner,'' Sans explained. ``Thought you might be interested.''

Toriel smirked and then looked at the flame monster. ``That was very nice of him.'' She reached out and brushed a hand against his cheek. It was hard to tell but it almost seemed like he blushed as the flames in his complexion warmed, turning from a red and into a blue. ``Is someone getting a little hot under the collar?''

In an instant, his blush faded as he instead rolled his eyes, shaking his head at that statement.

``You're as bad as me,'' Sans teased.

Toriel snickered. ``Don't you mean Bah-ad.''

``Boo you used that one yesterday,'' Sans teased. Yet, he couldn't help but giggle, proving that the classics still landed. ``I can spare you one of my funny bones if you'd like.''

``I believe a lady shouldn't keep skeletons in her closet,'' Toriel chided. ``Even if you were consensually offered.''

Sans plopped the groceries down upon the dining room table before reaching into the front pocket of his hoodie. He produced a wallet which he then flipped open, pulling out what seemed to be four one-hundred-dollar banknotes.

As he glanced at Toriel, she lifted a brow which resulted in him offering a sheepish look as he put one of the hundreds back. Maybe not the most orthodox of transactions but she wasn't about to let a friend overcharge for her services. Especially since he was kind enough to bring dinner as well.

``What are you thinking about making?'' Toriel asked.

Grillby moved over to the shopping bag, silently pulling out the ingredients. It seemed to be some sort of chili-forward curry.

``His cooking is...'' Sans smiled at Grillby. Grillby looked back at him and silently glared. This did nothing to stem Sans' mirth as he looked back at Toriel, his smile unwavering as he shrugged his shoulders and winked at her. ``Fire.''

Toriel snickered. ``Really saw the opportunity and took it by the horns, huh?''

``I'd rather take you by the horns,'' Sans replied.

Toriel shook her head, covering her mouth with the back of a hand.

``Did you two want to do something before or after dinner?'' she asked, moving towards the fridge. ``I'm not opposed to either and it's honestly whatever you two would prefer.''

Before opening the fridge, she looked back at the table, noticing that the extra hundred had somehow ended up back in the transaction. She decided not to say anything else on the matter as she reached inside.

``Can I get you anything to drink Sans?'' Toriel asked before smiling at Grillby. ``I also got you something special courtesy of Sans' advice, don't worry.''

Grillby nodded, offering a small wave.

``Just some water for me,'' Sans said.

``Are you sure? I do have a pretty nice white that I think you'd enjoy,'' Toriel offered.

Sans nodded. ``I don't know if I should have a glass.'' He chuckled. ``After all, I think you should do all the wine-ing tonight.'' He grinned at her. ``Especially after we get our scene started.''

Toriel scoffed. ``You're awful.''

Sans simply winked at her.

``Speaking of scene,'' Toriel said as she removed a pitcher of water from the fridge. ``What exactly are you two looking to do tonight?''

Sans shrugged. ``The usual for me and I think Grillby wants full service as well.''

Toriel looked at Grillby who flashed a simple thumbs up.

``Blowjob and an opportunity to fuck me?'' Toriel asked.

Grillby paused as that same wonderful blueish colour overcame his complexion. He once more offered a simple thumbs up in response.

Toriel smirked. ``I'll admit, I've never fucked a fire elemental before. Is there anything that I should be aware of?''

``Nah, they bone just like you and me,'' Sans said.

Toriel smirked. ``Darling, I think you bone a little differently than myself. It seems to be a far more prevalent part of your life.''

She poured two glasses of water and offered one to Sans who came over and took it. Her attention then turned towards the cupboard as reached inside and pulled out a plastic bottle of lighter fluid. Sans had assured her that this was good stuff as she cracked it open and offered it to Grillby like it was a beer.

Grillby nodded and took it from her, helping himself to a sip.

``Now I know that you're a friend of Sans and that you can be trusted but I still want to discuss the ground rules for when you are a guest in my abode,'' Toriel stated. ``We use a traffic light safeword system in this house. I also have the right to remove monsters with no refunds. I am trained in self-defence. And while I appreciate small talk, please respect if a question is too invasive for me to answer.'' She nodded. ``Am I understood?''

Grillby yet again nodded as he allowed himself another sip of his beverage. He seemed like a good sort, not the kind of monster to abuse her trust. Those monsters were rare and thankfully she had not encountered one of them since well...

She glanced towards the couch.

For a very long time.

``Oh, and one last rule,'' Toriel declared, holding up a singular commanding finger. ``Ensure that you smack Sans on the ass if he makes any bone related puns. Even I have my limits.''

Sans smirked. ``Are you getting tired of my funny bone?''

Toriel turned that very same finger towards him as she wagged it in his direction. ``Not one bit but you've used the same joke every time that we've had sex, dear. So, if I hear one quip about a literal interpretation of a boner then I will smack your ass.''

``Now that's what I call...'' He smirked at her. ``Being cheeky.''

Toriel did try her best to seem serious but her efforts promptly slipped as she succumbed to a snickering fit. ``Angel, you're awful.''

Grillby sighed and reached into his pocket, grabbing a piece of paper and a pen. He quickly scribbled something on it before turning it around for the other two to read.

`Hi awful, I'm dad.''

Toriel beamed at Grillby before looking at Sans, unable to stop her sputtering giggles from leaking free. ``Oh, I like this one.''

She calmed herself with a sip of water, shifting her gaze from one of the men and towards the other. When she was sure that neither of them needed any further addressing, she placed her glass aside and started to make her way over to the living room.

``So, I took one of those ancestry tests the other day,'' Toriel quipped, reaching for the sass that held together her robe. She ensured that both of the boys were behind her, their eyes glued to her concealed figure. ``Apparently I am ten percent donkey.''

``Is that so?'' Sans asked, smirking. He knew what was about to happen and she also knew that he wouldn't stop it.

``It is!'' Toriel smirked. ``And honestly, I think that would explain all of this...'' She finally pulled the sass free, shedding the robe from her shoulders. It fell down the length of her body before landing in a heap at her hooves, exposing her rear to both of them. ``All of this ass.''

There was the sound of a bottle hitting the floor and Toriel glanced over her shoulder, watching the lighter fluid spill out. Grillby was left utterly shell shocked and was pushed into a stunned stupor, his red cheeks having moved beyond blue and into a pure white in colour.

It took him a moment to realize what had just happened as he promptly stirred and waved his hands through the air, reaching instead for a towel which he used to wipe up his mess. Thankfully, his fire was magic, saving Toriel from any accidental chemical reactions.

Toriel kicked her hoof to the side, sending her robe skidding away. She then turned around and bore her full nudity for both of them to see. There wasn't an ounce of shame about her nor a moment of self-doubt. She was confident and sexy, so utterly in control of this situation. It felt like she could've gotten them to eat out of her hand if she so desired it.

``So, which of you boys would like to go first?'' Toriel asked.

Sans shrugged and nodded towards Grillby. ``You're the guest from out of town.''

Grillby blinked and pointed to himself.

``Yes you,'' Sans said, winking at him. ``Now hurry up, you're burning daylight here.''

Grillby sprung up off of the floor and made his way over, stumbling as he slipped his hands into his pockets. He hadn't said a word, yet Toriel had a way of reading him, seeing that white glow in his cheeks, the embarrassed shade of blue still peeking through around the periphery of it.

A man made of fire was still a man, being so woefully easy to read.

``Never paid for sex before?'' Toriel asked.

Grillby shook his head.

``Think of it like getting a haircut,'' Toriel explained, peeking at the top of his flaming head. ``Or uh... something similar.'' When he finally got close, she reached out and rested a hand upon his arm, caressing it. ``It's not going to go flawlessly at first but we must take some awkward initial steps in order to get to know one another a little better. You know, poke and prod to figure out what the other wants and is capable of providing.''

She learned forwards and got so close, invading his personal space.

``Would you like to feel my body, dear?'' Toriel asked. ``Because I would love to be felt up by a monster like you.''

One of Grillby's hands slipped out of his pocket and he instead reached up, cupping Toriel's breast within the palm of his hand. His digits were warm, which was to be expected, but not painfully so. It was a warmth that she wasn't entirely used to but not one that was by any means unbearable.

Toriel let out a playful little moan. ``Good boy.'' She smiled at him. ``May I kiss you?''

Grillby nodded once again and Toriel brushed her lips against his cheek, kissing him. Much like his touch, his skin was also warm but not as much as she would've assumed at a first glance, being more like a kissing someone feverish rather than a being of pure flames. Her lips also didn't meet flesh but instead slipped under the surface of his broiling skin. It was hard to describe the substance of his body as it was neither liquid, gas, nor solid. It was something else entirely.

Plasma.

A lesson from one of her children's books when she'd been helping them with their chemistry homework. A fourth state of matter. She tried to recall if such a state should've been touchable but she quickly let those thoughts pop, flying away. They weren't exactly important to her work. After all, if she could touch the man then she was fine.

She trailed her hand down along Grillby's side, moving lower and lower until her fingers cupped his crotch. Regardless of what he was made of, there was still that same ever present and familiar bulge nestled within the crotch of them. It would seem that it didn't matter what his state of being was as he still betrayed that familiar essence of masculinity, responding so attentively to her playful touch.

Toriel trailed her lips away from his cheek and towards his neck, nipping at his flesh. Each spot her lips graced momentarily smouldered a heated blue before fading back to the same ever-present sea of orange, yellow, and red.

``Would you like me to suck your dick?'' she asked, adding a husky note to her voice as her gaze grew half-lidded.

Oh dear, Grillby grew so white at this request, bathing her in a pleasant warmth. He nodded quickly, his anatomy twitching in the crotch of his pants, betraying its agreement. Even through the thick fabric of his attire, whatever organ was contained inside was still so hot, feeling nice against her palm.

Grillby looked meek, his eyes wide. His hand slipped away from Toriel's breasts as he instead held both of them up awkwardly in place. It was like he didn't know what to do, lost to the fast-paced nature of this moment.

Which meant it was up for Toriel to take the lead.

She settled onto her knees and spread her legs just a little, bringing her face just about level with his crotch and allowing her the ability to take care of him. She reached out and carefully grasped his zipper, pulling it down and unbuttoning his fly.

CRUNCH!

Toriel cocked a brow and looked over.

Sans was seated at the dining room table, popping a chip into his mouth. He smirked at her and waved, looking so nonchalant about all of this.

``Just enjoying the show,'' he commented. ``Looks like you're about to...'' He smirked at her. ``Blow him away.''

Toriel snickered. ``Unbelievable.''

``Wait until you see his dick,'' Sans commented, popping another chip into his mouth and loudly chewing on it. ``You've never seen a flare like this before. He'd put a horse to shame.''

``Flare like this?'' Toriel whispered, repeating his words as she glanced away from him and then at Grillby's crotch. She carefully pulled his pants down, seeing the polka dotted boxers that lingered underneath. They tented outwards against his girth. ``I'm extremely curious where this pun is going.''

She decided not to tease herself, or Grillby, a moment longer than was strictly necessary as she finally pulled his boxers down.

``Oh my,'' Toriel whispered, her eyes growing wide as she dipped back to avoid getting smacked in the face.

The first thing she thought of was a moment from the very same school textbook that she'd been reading to help her child. The topic was on astronomy and the page was dedicated to the sun, discussing how the star sometimes ejected solar mass in a truly explosive event.

``Oh...'' Toriel whispered, looking up at Sans. She let out a strained note of laughter as she finally figured out his pun. ``That's what you meant by flare.''

Sans grinned, looking so proud of himself.

Toriel didn't even know where to begin with something this unique. It broiled and lashed out, seeming to lack any meaningful substance while still being rather large. Yet, as she took it within her hand, she could feel that there was something almost solid there. The broiling plasma condescend against her fingers and provided enough leverage for her to grasp a hold of it and stroke away.

She looked up at Grillby, keeping her gaze upon his face. Slowly, she started to stroke back and forth, studying him as she did so.

Whatever this was, he seemed to be enjoying it, his eyes growing wide and then half-lidded as an intense shudder coursed through him. One of his hands fell, reaching for the back of her head. Yet, he paused at the last second, looking unsure of himself.

``Grab my horn,'' Toriel commented. ``It's what they're there for, dear.''

Grillby nodded and did just that, wrapping his fingers around one of them.

``Toriel is a real expert,'' Sans commented. ``She got me off once by stimulating the inside of my jaw.''

``That was fun,'' Toriel teased.

She parted her lips and took the tip of Grillby's appendage between her lips. It tasted... like well... nothing, having no distinctive essence to it. It felt similar to fellating a dildo though much warmer, lively as it brushed against her tongue with an almost static quality. It almost felt fragile, like it was barely holding together and it wouldn't take much pressure in order to make it fall apart.

Still, Toriel would adapt and do what was needed in order to pleasure the dear. She rolled her tongue around and around, slurping lewdly at his erection. She started to bob back and forth, gliding along her companion's shaft in curt little motions.

A shiver coursed through Grillby's flame as they pulsed, growing more inflamed. The flesh around his crotch adopted that familiar bluish hue she'd come to associate with him blushing. She just assumed that this was a good sign, a mark of bliss and approaching release.

Sans chuckled and pushed away from his seat, coming over and standing over Toriel. His hands lingered in his pockets as he did so. ``Enjoying yourself?''

Toriel glanced at him and nodded.

Sans looked around and then reached for the bottom of his hoodie, lifting it off over his head and exposing his naked ribs. An essence of blue lingered under each of them, glowing just a little, being just bright enough to be noticeable but not enough to be blinding in quality. He seemed oddly bashful about this exposure, a little of that very same blue now colouring his cheek bones.

It was honestly kind of adorable to see him so anxious after so many sessions together.

He must've noticed this as he chuckled and ran a bony hand across his bare scalp. ``Sorry, sorry, I know you're not going to rib me but you know that my body is well...'' He paused and winked at her. Yet, his smile remained oddly strained. ``a femur of mine.''

Toriel had to pull back, snapping off of Grillby's cock in order to snicker. It took her a few moments to collect herself before she was able to sigh, shaking her head at Sans' statement. ``You know Sans it takes some real spine to confront your anxieties like that. All it took was a little elbowing.''

She looked sheepish as she heard a sigh escape Grillby as well. As she looked up, she saw that he had rolled his eyes, also shaking his head at this new development. Yet, the slightly amused crease in his gaze betrayed that maybe he wasn't overly peeved by this.

His dick still hung so heavy, lashing out at the very air itself. It took Toriel a moment to realize what was amiss but it soon dawned on her as she realized that there was no saliva left behind upon his girth, no lingering web of depravity which linked the two of them together. It was like his broiling flesh had somehow boiled it away.

``Shall we move somewhere a little more comfortable so I'm in a better place to service both of you?'' Toriel asked, tilting her chin towards the stairs. ``I assure you that my bed is more than capable of handling a party of three.''

``Sounds good to me,'' Sans said.

Grillby also nodded, giving Toriel a little bit of space. She took this opportunity to get to her feet, looking down at both of her companions.

Her smile adopted just a little bit of her wolfish lineage, flashing her sharp canine. She reached down and brushed a pair of fingers along San's collarbone. Slowly, she moved her way across the bone before hooking both of her digits under a gap in his skeleton, brushing against the blue flesh that lingered underneath.

Merely touching this, the scarcest brushing of two fingers against this sacred flesh was enough to make Sans gasp, shuddering with a poorly concealed euphoria. He was a surprisingly sensitive man if you knew where to touch him.

``Save it for the bedroom,'' Sans whispered, shivering as Toriel continued to stroke at this part of him. ``Gives me an excuse to be a pillow princess.''

``Oh, is that the role that you're going to be taking tonight?'' Toriel chided, removing her fingers as she instead looked towards Grillby. ``Can you believe this guy?''

Grillby nodded, apparently knowing this guy quite well.

Toriel scoffed and moved towards the stairs of her home, heading up them and towards the second floor. She ensured that both of her companions followed behind. It wasn't a very far journey before they were safely on the second floor and in her bedroom, looking out upon her bed. Like she promised, it was mammoth, more than capable of holding a party of three, if not more.

A few of her toys were already laid out upon a towel, drying after a wash.

``Did a stream earlier?'' Sans asked.

Toriel nodded. ``Every second Saturday, dear. You know that I'm always looking for a little extra fun money for my vacation out east.'' She smirked. ``The fans were incredibly generous tonight.''

She collected together these toys and moved them all over to her desk, depositing them out of the way. As she did so, she nodded towards the bed, getting both Sans and Grillby to take up position by it.

Sans knew his part well, tugging off his sweatpants and standing in the middle of the room butt naked. He then flopped onto the bed, grinning at Toriel as he folded his hands behind his head.

His skeleton looked intimidating, even to someone like Toriel, having no distinctive `bits' for her to stimulate. Yet, that blue glow took hold entirely underneath his skeleton, collecting along the interior of his body and around his joints, like some sort of magical cartilage.

``You know, you caught me off guard when you first told me that you're not actually a skeleton,'' Toriel said, looking away from her friend's body and into his eyes. ``You know that, right?''

Sans shrugged. ``People see the skeleton and just assume. Easier to explain than telling folks you're a series of mushrooms holding together a skeleton.'' He smirked and winked at her. ``Sorry if you fell for the bones and not the fun guy underneath.''

Toriel snickered. ``I think I fell for your personality, dear.''

She moved towards the bed, coming over to Grillby and slapping him on the ass. He stiffened at the impact, tensing as his rump rippled against the blow. HIs cock twitched and he sent an involuntary geyser of material briefly launching outwards. It lingered upon the air, without structure, before coming back together and forming once more into a proper shaft.

``Which hole would you like to use, dear?'' Toriel asked, clambering onto the bed. She lifted her haunches into the air and wiggled them back and forth, attempting to be as enticing as possible. ``I'm up for either or.''

Grillby nodded and reached down, tapping a finger against her lower lips. This seemed to be his selection as he drew back and struck her across the rump. For a being made of semisolid matter, his blow landed with a surprisingly meaty thud, making her gasp.

``I suppose I did earn a little payback,'' she murmured, playfully glaring at him as she stuck out her tongue.

Her attention then went toward the skeleton in front of her. He seemed so vulnerable in this position, sprawled out and blushing.

Toriel reached up and hooked her paws around his femurs, pulling him closer to her. One hand then slipped between the joint holding together his hip and leg bones, brushing against the blue matter that lingered within. She was tender with it, careful, caressing the strangely wet and bumpy fungi. Even this most gentle of touches was enough to make Sans moans, shivering as he instinctively bit his finger. It was like this material was a g-spot, so receptive to her care.

Her other hand kept his leg off to the side, denying him the ability to close them. Instead, she planted a kiss against his femur and trailed her way upwards, not stopping until she was at his hip. She traced her way up the bone and towards the place where the thick plate of his pelvis ended and his many ribs began. There was a gap just large enough for her to dip her snout in underneath, having just enough room to lap at the interior of his ribcage. Her tongue brushed against the many colonies of glowing blue material which lingered inside.

It tasted... strange, there was no other way to really describe it. It wasn't familiar to her, being nothing like any of the mushrooms that she would usually consume. Instead, they had a slightly spice flavour, like they were a product of something far more exotic than just the earth.

She couldn't focus on the taste for too long, however, as she soon felt a familiar appendage brushing against her hole. It would seem that she had gotten wet during their time together, allowing Grillby the opportunity to brush his cock along the full length of her folds.

Back and forth, from clit to taint, he collected her essence upon his erection. Yet, it would seem that he had a desire and it was soon felt as he prodded at her folds with the tingling tip of his erection. He pressed forwards, soon enough, pushing his way inside, nice and slow.

The warmth of his organ was enough to make Toriel quiver. The tingling quality was a nice addition, ensuring that Toriel cooed and moaned as it stimulated her inner walls. Her eyes lit up as Grillby started to thrust forwards, her body momentarily seizing as he pumped into her again, working his way deeper and deeper with each successive motion.

Yet, she was well versed in the art of carnal bliss and knew how to focus through the throes of her own euphoria. As Grillby started to thrust a little harder, she instead focused her attention exclusively on Sans.

Her hand had left his hip joint and instead danced along the interior of his ribs. At the same time, her snout found another bundle of mossy blue just along his spine, right where the ribs came together with it. As she lapped at this, Sans cried out, his entire frame shuddering against her universal touch.

``You're sensitive, dear,'' Toriel teased.

Sans chuckled. ``You're just good at this. When most...'' He shuddered as Toriel pressed against his blueish nerves once more. ``When most monsters say they want to bone they have something else in mind for a skeleton like me.''

Sadly, his ass was firmly pressed against the bed, denying her the ability to smack it for this pun. Something which Sans was aware of as he offered a cocky little smile, winking at her.

Before Toriel could comment, however, her train of thought was derailed by an energetic moan. It would seem that Grillby had found his rhythm, pumping into her again and again. It wasn't long before his hips and her backside came together, clapping firmly against one another. It was strange to hear the sound of her flesh coming together with his as it sounded so different than usual. It was like something from a science fiction movie when a projectile bounced off an energy field.

Yet, she couldn't deny how nice it felt to be so utterly stuffed by him, his tingling erection touching against her inner walls. It caressed at them in new and interesting ways, curling against her flesh in a manner that no other cock had ever come close to replicating.

``I was about to...'' Toriel shuddered. ``I was going to say that while I do love when you fuck me, I wouldn't want you to be...'' Grillby picked up the pace. ``Fuck...'' Her breathing came out a terse puff, halting her point. ``What was I about to say?''

``That's a good question,'' Sans teased, reaching out and stroking her cheek.

Toriel closed her eyes. ``While I enjoy your penis, when you opt to use one...'' Grillby wasn't making this easy, somehow bucking even harsher than before, destroying her train of thought and replacing it with a dumb pleasured high. ``I'd rather you be comfortable in your own skin.''

``Or lack of it?'' Sans teased.

Toriel giggled. ``Or lack of it.''

She did enough gabbing, however, as she instead focused on kissing and lapping, seeking out these little clusters of blue. This was an art that she was seasoned in, kissing along his ribs, stroking at the inside of his spine. She even dug another hand underneath his bony pelvis and prodded at the vast colony of fungi that lingered underneath.

Every little touch, no matter how minute, was enough to make Sans' voice grow louder and louder, sounding so strong as it promptly filled the room. His melody sounded so divine, deep and guttural, dripping with masculine intent.

Sans lifted his back away from the bed, his frame moving as if it had a mind of its own. He panickedly reached out and patted Toriel on the shoulder, hammering his palm into it again and again, desperate for attention. ``Yellow!''

``Too much?'' Toriel teased as she drew back, just a little.

Sans nodded. ``A little.''

``Sorry, sorry,'' Toriel said, drawing both of her hands away. She could see out of the corner of her eye that a light dusting of luminescent blue coated her digits. ``I got a little carried away playing your ribs like a xylophone.''

Grillby smacked her across the ass and she gasped at the impact.

She focused her attention on this angle, giving her other companion the focus that he deserved. She studied his pattern and took it to heart. Just as he was about to thrust inside, she pressed back against him, slamming her hindquarters against his crotch. This seemed to catch him off guard as she could feel his plasma vibrate against her walls, quivering as if it was about to lose shape.

``I'm kind of curious about what his cumshot is going to look like,'' Toriel commented, glancing up at Sans from between his ribs. She trailed a couple gentle kisses against her companion's spine, moving down towards his tail bone and the mass of blue that littered the inside of his hips and pelvis. ``Always intriguing to fuck monsters who aren't like me.''

Sans chuckled. ``Grillby how about you pat her twice when you get close?''

Grillby offered a thumbs up and instead rested his other hand against the base of her tail, grabbing hold of it and using it for leverage. He started to thrust into her, harder, going long and deep as he pumped into her again and again, getting so overwhelmingly forceful with his pace. Their bodies crashed together, clapping and smacking into one another, providing a constant drumbeat to support the symphony of moans and groans.

Toriel felt her own pleasure building in tandem. There was a pressure in her stomach, a knot of euphoric bliss. At first, it was little more than kindling, a smattering of warmth. Yet, it built higher, soon enough, growing into a proper flame as it finally caught.

With this new leverage, Grillby was able to give it to her even harder than before, slamming himself into her. If he would've had a mouth, there would be little doubt that he'd be left panting for more. As it stood, she could feel his flesh pulse inside of her with every thrust, growing momentarily hotter and larger before snapping back to its baseline temperature and size. This unique organ did this again and again, oscillating with an increasingly steady frequency.

Toriel tried her best to pleasure Sans, kissing and stroking him whenever she could. Yet, it was so hard to concentrate while Grillby railed her like this. It was almost impossible to engage with the outside world while she was getting roughly dicked.

Yet, it didn't seem that Sans minded, he moaned when she was able to deliver a kiss, contenting himself to a smile when she was too busy moaning for that. He mostly reserved himself to holding her against his body, stroking her coat as he did so.

Toriel could feel herself starting to get so close now, pushing towards the brink and promptly teetering on the edge of bliss. She was on the precipice and Grillby seemed to be so close as well, dancing on that fabled point.

Yet, sadly, Grillby tapped her twice on the hip, indicating that he was close and would be showing her what his climax was like. Which involved him pulling out just as she was about to reach the brink as well. A sad state but not one that she was totally unfamiliar with.

Once he'd pulled free, Toriel carefully extracted herself from Sans's ribs and rolled over, laying down against Sans as she looked up at Grillby. Her eyes widened as she realized that his cock now glowed an impressive white, pulsing again and again.

Grillby reached down and stroked it, quickly rubbing one out. It didn't take long before he pushed himself over the edge and into the depths of bliss. His entire form shuddered as he succumbed to his desires.

In a moment, his white cock was there. Then there was a flash of light, bright enough to make Toriel flinch away. Once her vision returned, she noticed that there was nothing but a null void. In the space, where his cock had once been, there was now a bright cloud of matter which ebbed outwards, seemingly refusing to obey gravity.

Supernova...

A term from a bygone era of studies but one that stuck with her.

She couldn't help but clap. ``That's... holy shit.''

Grillby let out a sigh of relief, running a hand through his ragged flaming hair. It took him a moment to recollect himself, returning to his composed appearance.

Sans chuckled and slid down, taking up position next to Toriel. ``Cool, right?''

Toriel nodded. ``Uh huh.''

One of Sans hands trailed down her plush belly, heading along her form before reaching for her crotch. He carefully brushed his digits against her folds, toying with her soaking wet hole. He winked at her before slipping these digits inside.

Toriel gasped. ``Sans!''

``Yes, hun?'' Sans replied.

``I'm supposed to be getting you off,'' Toriel whispered, shivering as one of his hands brushed against her clit. ``This is... this is most uncouth.''

``I thought I was paying for a good time,'' Sans replied, leering at her. ``And getting you off is my idea of a good time.'' He chuckled. ``Plus, I would hate to get spores all over your nice furniture.''

His fingers started to grow faster and faster, finding a steady rhythm.  Ever so often, his thumb brushed against her clit. He was oddly rough with this little bundle of nerves, making her eyes widen and pulse quicken with every firm stroke.

Toriel felt her entire body shudder as she was so rapidly brought towards the brink once again.

Sans grinned at her, slipping a third finger inside before hammering them into her again and again. He seemed to be enjoying himself as his blue glow intensified, colouring his cheeks.

``Hey Tori, are you flirting with me?'' Sans asked.

Toriel blinked through the haze of sex, her mind barely holding onto anything approaching rational thought. ``Huh?''

``You know since you're...'' Sans grinned and winked at her. ``Cumming onto me?''

Toriel nearly groaned. Yet, just as that note was about to leave her lips, a rapturous moan escaped them instead. Her lower lips cradled Sans tightly, clenching around his digits and squeezing them. A flood of juices came rupturing forth, spilling out and staining both his fingers and the bedding below.

It lasted for several long moments, coming out in sheets, splattering against his boney digits in waves. Pulse after pulse left her body until her pleasure had finally run its course. Only then did she settle down upon the bedding, blinking through the spots in her vision as she stared up at the ceiling, panting for breath.

``That was cute,'' Sans teased, pulling his fingers out. He instead tapped Toriel upon the belly, playing her fur like it was an instrument. ``Good to know that I still got it.''

``I'm so getting you off,'' Toriel whispered.

Sans shrugged. ``No biggie if you don't.''

``No, no, no, you paid for full service and full service you shall receive, young man,'' Toriel chided, sitting up right and turning in order to wag a finger at him. She then turned to look at Grillby. ``And he only got one orgasm so far.''

Grillby looked down at his crotch where a fresh flare was already starting to take shape, protruding limply from his crotch. He then looked at Sans and shrugged. It was the kind of reaction that only made Toriel's smile grow.

``Fine, fine,'' Sans chided. ``But only on two conditions.''

``What are those?'' Toriel asked.

``One,'' Sans declared, holding up a lone finger. ``I will not be held responsible for getting spores all over the room.''

``Deal,'' Toriel said.

Sans nodded and held up another finger. ``And two, we take a breather.'' He yawned and stretched his frame taut, popping his stiff joints. ``All of this pillow princess stuff is pretty exhausting.''

Toriel lifted a brow.

``What?'' Sans asked.

Toriel simply shook her head, scoffing at this. ``You're something else, Sans.''

She thudded back down onto the bed, looking up at Grillby. He kind of just stood there awkwardly, looking so unsure of himself. So, she slid over and snuggled up next to Sans before patting the spot beside herself.

It was an invitation that he politely took as he settled onto the bed as well.

``But you're only getting ten minutes,'' Toriel stated.

Sans nodded. ``Way more than I need for a power nap.'' He scoffed and closed his eyes. ``Trust me.''

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