Pacifist

Leaving both flower and flour behind you, you exited the kitchen and found yourself back in the familiar wastelands of Hotland, which sadly weren't as air conditioned as Mettaton's studio was. You almost felt the urge to turn back around and choose the kitchen over the oven, but you ultimately managed to keep yourself going. After all, you were getting closer to home, you could feel it, and it would be silly to turn back now. As you walked along the rocky path in front of you, you could see more metal structures and vents bursting steam littering the landscape like chocolate chips on the world's single most dry and overdone cookie - like wow, seriously, that should have been taken out half an hour ago. Any longer and they'd just be ash.

And in the distance, beyond the fields of molten magma, a large metal structure towered over it all. It was so tall that, if it was above ground, it would have easily qualified as a skyscraper, but down here you supposed it would have to settle for roof-scraper instead. And it was, indeed, literally scraping the roof of this massive part of the cavern, seemingly smashed against it as if whoever built it somehow ran out of space. Part of you wondered if that was the monster capital that you've heard so much about, but the way it hummed and moved like some kind of massive combine made you doubt that even monsters could live there. You were about to start guessing what it could really be, but Alphys must have noticed that you had stopped to stare at the thing since you suddenly received a phone call.

"H-hey there," the lizard girl greeted. "Um… do you see that big structure in the distance? We call that the CORE. I'm not sure humans have anything like it on the surface, but it's where we get all our power here in The Underground. T-to make a long story short, it converts geothermal energy into magical electricity using, uh… s-sorry, that's not important. What matters is that it's directly underneath Asgore's castle. You just need to find the elevator, and you can ride it right up!"

And then you can go home?

"Y-yeah, totally!" Alphys replied. "I know it seems far away, but don't give up hope yet, okay? You have to stay d-determined!"

You nodded and hung up your phone, walking forward with a renewed sense of purpose… and subtly, a new sense of doubt. After a few minutes of walking, the path you were following came to an end in front of a large steel tube that appeared to be an elevator. You cautiously stepped inside, half expecting Mettaton to pop out of the floor and threaten to anally fist you unless you could stack five golf balls, but thankfully the most threatening thing inside was the dull yellow panelling and the boring choice of muzak.

You walked over to the control panel in the back of the elevator and noticed that some of the buttons had lights glowing next to them, while others only had empty dots of darkness. You pressed the first button and the elevator doors closed as you felt the car suddenly start to move to the left. When the doors reopened, you looked outside and saw that you were back by Alphy's place - so close that you could smell the was an interesting surprise, but also the exact opposite direction you actually wanted to go, so you got back in the elevator and pressed the very last button, which was next to an unlit dot. Unfortunately for you, all that did was release a noise that was somewhere between a paper jam and a confused gazelle, which you assumed meant that unilluminated stops were off limits.

You sighed in annoyance and settled on pressing the last lit button instead, which took you up and to the right and opened in front of a cute shortstack (for a monster) girl sitting naked on a small rock. You partly expected her to attack you or something, but instead she just sat there with an overly smug look on her face.

"Hey there, pal," she greeted, crossing her legs. "My name is Heats Flamesmon. You better remember the name if you know what's good for you."

You nodded and asked what you needed to remember it for. Would it be on the test?

"No, just remember it." She crossed her arms underneath her plump chest. "Trust me."

After an awkward pause, you asked if that was all she wanted to talk to you about.

"Yeah, that's it," she replied, not moving from her spot.

You nodded and left the strange, fiery woman alone to continue down the cliffside path in front of you. You were higher up now, which meant that the temperature wasn't quite as bad as it was before since you were further away from the magma, but you were still sweating up a storm as you walked.

Luckily for you, you stumbled across what seemed to be a concessions stand around the next bend, which only had two women waiting in line; Vulkin and a strange woman with no arms, blue feathers instead of hair, and a bright pink dress. After checking to make sure you had money, you got in line behind Vulkin and waited until the women had collected their orders, at which point you got to the front of the line and noticed who was standing behind the counter.

"Hey there, kid," Sans greeted with her trademark smile. "You wanna buy a hotdog?"

You told her that you were actually much more interested in buying a drink, but shouldn't Sans be on duty as a royal guard or something?

"I am on duty." The skelegirl lifted the hotdog sign underneath the counter and revealed the insignia of the monster royal guards, which meant she was actually working out of a guard booth. "I'm just doing a little moonlighting while I'm at it. Slippers are expensive, you know, and someone has to guard against hunger around here."

You could have argued with that, but you said otherwise.

"Anyways, I could give you a drink, but I'm afraid you're going to have to buy a hotdog first. Papyrus got a bit too enthusiastic picking water sausages for me, and I need to get rid of them," Sans continued. "So how's about it? They're all only 30 G."

Your mouth parched for soda, you handed Sans 30 G and told her that she could sell you as many hotdogs as she wanted as long as you got something to drink.

"Wow, really? Thanks a lot, bud." Sans filled a fountain cup full of a soda that smelled faintly of overripe poprocks and handed it to you. "Alright, there's your drink." A chain suddenly dropped down from the ceiling next to Sans, which she pulled with an audible thunking noise. "And here's your dogs."

A shadow suddenly appeared over your body and you looked up right before you were buried under an avalanche of sausages. You winced as you felt hotdogs bounce off your cheeks, slide down your shirt, and smother you with their fake meat. Soda still-in hand, you asked Sans through a mouthful of 'dogs what that was for.

"Hey, don't look at me, kid," Sans replied with a shrug. "I said that they were all only 30 G and I meant it."

You sighed and emerged from the pile of hotdogs with a small pile of them somehow perfectly stacked on your head.

"Say… are you going to eat all of those?" the woman in the pink dress asked as she finished eating her own hotdog with her feet.

You told the bird girl that no, you weren't planning on snarfing down all these wieners at once. You didn't even have enough condom-er, condiments for all of them. She was free to take as many as she wanted.

"Oh joy! Thank you so much!" she said before somehow flying up above your head to start shoveling the hotdogs into her mouth one by one. "Mmm, these are so good! Your hotdogs are always the best, Sans!"

"What can I say? I was born for the two step cooking process," Sans replied casually.

Once you were successfully de-dogged, you continued on the mountainous path in front of you and sipped the refreshing soda you had just bought. Sure, it was filled with magical sugar that gave you a rather uncomfortable hard-on in your pants, but you figured that was a pretty small price to pay to avoid sweating yourself to death.

Partway through your stroll, you received another notification on your phone from Alphys' social media feed. You opened up your phone and you were greeted by a picture of Alphys sitting next to a life-sized figurine of a cat girl in a bright pink dress holding a magic wand. She was smiling in the one uncanny way that only lifeless dolls really can but, for some reason you couldn't quite place, her eyes were strikingly familiar. In between the two, you could see a recently cooked cup of ramen.

"Having some dinner with my wife, LOL," the caption beneath the picture read. Within moments, a user with the name CoolSkeleton95 responded to the picture.

"Oh, are we posting hot 'pics' today? That sounds like fun!" the user with a skeletal pony as their profile picture. "Well then, check out this one of me and my cool friends!" CoolSkeleton95 then posted a picture of Papyrus, only she was wearing sunglasses and had a ridiculously oversized pair of breasts pasted over her own. Her breasts were each also wearing sunglasses.

"LOL, CoolSkelton95, that's hilarious!" Alphys replied, somehow seeing the post in spite of her strict social media settings. "... that picture is supposed to be a joke, right?"

"The only joke here is how perfectly stacked I am! Just like a soldier from the human world!" CoolSkeleton95 typed back. Alphys didn't respond, but after a comment like that you're not sure you would have either.

You were right about to put your phone away and continue on your journey when you suddenly heard a little squeaking noise. Looking down, you found a plush dragon of all things beneath your foot, apparently abandoned on the path. You picked it up, wary that it might come to life and try and attack you or refuse to talk about the weather, but no, this one was just a normal doll. You even gave it a squeeze, and all it did was let out a normal toy squeak.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?" A voice suddenly rang out from behind you, annoyed but with a clearly playful undertone to it. You turned around and saw a woman who looked very similar to Toasty, only her fire was red instead of green, and you could tell that she had a real physical body underneath it all instead of being one hundred percent magical flame. She was also wearing what looked like a schoolgirl outfit, but the skirt was longer and fancier, like it was part of a suit, and she had a string bow tie tied around her neck instead of a neckerchief. On her face, you could just barely see that she was wearing a pair of red sunglasses over a very wide smile.

"Wellll?" she asked, tapping a long cane that looked like a match on the ground in front of her. "Are you going to explain why you're manhandling my client, or am I going to have to take you to court?"

You hastily dropped the dragon doll and apologized, explaining that you had no idea that the doll belonged to her.

"Thank you, but my client would prefer that you don't call her 'doll' so casually," the fire girl said as she picked the lifeless plushie up.

You raised a curious eyebrow, not sure what the plushe had commissioned her to do. Did it hire her to design its new house, or to make a tasty meal for it?

"No, you dummy! Can't you tell? I'm a lawyer," she replied with a very toothy grin. "Or at least I will be when I finally get out of school. Mrs. Flamesbottom here is what I use to practice both my offensive and defensive lawyering capabilities. Sadly, she must have fallen out of my bag on my way home yesterday, but it's good to see that she's still in one piece… no thanks to you."

You put up your hands defensively and told her that you stepped on the doll on complete accident. You just didn't see her!

"Tch, a lame excuse for negligence if ever I've heard one!" she replied with a cackle. "You'd have to be blind to miss something like that sitting right out in the open - and I am blind, so I should know."

Wait, she's blind?

"Well, duh!" She mockingly stuck her long, blue tongue out at you. "Why else would I bother wearing sunglasses? It's not like they'd do any good with my whole face on fire."

You… honestly hadn't thought of that.

"Hehe, yet more evidence of your recklessness." The flaming girl raised her matchstick cane and pointed it at your face with surprising accuracy. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't haul you in front of a judge right now for what you did to my client?"

Well… because you hadn't really damaged the dragon, and even if you did, you doubted even a monster judge would take the case that seriously.

"Are you sure about that?" She lowered her glasses to stare at you with her non-existent eyes. "Because I think any judge would gladly hear my case… once they find out you're human~"

A bead of sweat runs down your forehead and it sizzles on a hot rock when it hits the ground. Your heart reflexively hid behind your back as you asked how she figured out you were human if she was blind.

"Well, because you smell like one, of course! Most people don't notice, but all monsters smell a little bit like dust - and you just smell like a recently-baked cake!" she explained with an air of playful superiority. "Plus, you literally just confirmed that you were human just now, numbskull!"

Darn it. You just fell for the oldest trick in the book.

Realizing that continuing to talk with the fiery girl was likely pointless, you turned around and attempted to run away, but you guess she heard your footsteps because you soon found yourself stopped by a flaming rope wrapping around your neck. It locked around your throat like a noose and instantly caused you to trip, making you fall onto your back and allowing the judicious schoolgirl to start dragging you back towards her.

"Heheheh, you really thought you could get away from me, eh?" The monster girl cackled as she lifted you by your new hemp collar and forced you to look her in her nonexistent eyes. "You should know that Pyrope always gets her quarry~"

She then let you drop back down to the floor and placed one of her sneaker-clad feet onto your chest. Even though she was short for a monster, she still far too heavy for you hope to wiggle out.

"Heh, I can hear you squirm! You sound just like a worm who just realized they're not the one with the dirt - I am~" Given the way she spoke, you think Pyrope practiced that one-liner in her head quite a lot. However, one-liners or not, you had to get away from her before it was too late, so you kept on trying to escape.

"Hmm? What do we have here?" Pyrope's attention was suddenly drifted upwards, towards your glowing red soul. All your struggling had caused it to start beating at a fever pitch, so even to her it must have stuck out like a sore thumb. "My my, it looks like you have an accomplice! How naughty… shouldn't you know better than to hang out with the wrong crowd, my dear?"

Still struggling, you beg Pyrope to let your 'friend' go. They didn't know what they were getting into, they didn't deserve any of this.

"Hmmm… you know what? I think you're right. They've got such an innocent aura." Pyrope reached out and caressed your soul with her warm hand, sending shivers up your spine and heartburn up your throat. "I'll tell you what, my little beaty baby. I'll let you go with just a warning… and a hundred lashings!"

Within an instant, Pyrope gripped your heart in her fingers and brought it to her mouth, where she extended her long tongue and began to lick it up and down like a valentine-themed lollipop. You could hear her spit sizzle against your soul, but it didn't actually hurt that much. Instead, if felt weirdly stimulating in the same way a regular kiss does. You could feel yourself start to grow hard as she wrapped her tongue around your heart and spun it around, making sure there wasn't a single side left unlicked. If Pyrope noticed your arousal, however, she certainly did a good job at hiding it.

"Heheh, your heart tastes like jello and broken dreams! Sad, but at the same time I can't stop coming back for more!" Pyrope giggled maniacally as you felt your shaft starting to twitch inside your pants. "I'd say that you'd be popular in prison, but unfortunately I think the only cell you're getting is one that's six feet under."

Your strength starting to fade, you asked Pyrope if you could appeal your ruling.

"Appeal denied! I'm afraid this decision is final~" Pyrope then doubled the pace of your licks, filling you with a low, strange kind of pleasure that almost made you feel like you were drunk. Soon, you felt overwhelmed by it, unable to think about anything besides how good Pyrope's warm licks made you feel. Then, suddenly, you felt yourself explode, spraying the inside of your pants with shot after shot of your thick cream.

"Hmmm?" Pyrope sniffed the air curiously and turned towards your spurting dick. "Heheh, it looks like someone let out their cream without being touched! And here I thought I might let you go on good behaviour~"

Your head spinning, you asked if you could at the very least get your one phone call before you were licked off the face of the earth.

"Hmm… well, I suppose I can allow that," she replied, rubbing her chin. "But I'm afraid you'll have to use your own phone. Mine's currently being repaired for… spit-related reasons."

You nodded and took out your phone, where you considered trying to call Alphys for a moment before settling on calling Papyrus instead.

"Hello, human!" The skelegirl greeted happily. "Judging by the sound of flames I'm hearing, you must be walking around Hotland right now! I sure hope you're having fun!"

Actually, you were right in the middle of getting licked to death by a licktigous lawyer whose court is more kangaroo than Australia.

"Oh. That sounds bad." Papyrus replied matter-of-factly.

You agree. If you didn't figure a way out of this soon, your metaphorical goose was going to become literally cooked.

"Well, is there any way you could state your case?" Papyrus asked in reply. "I mean, if I know anything, it's that no one is completely bad! So, maybe all you have to do to get along is get her to show some sympathy."

Hmmm… that honestly wasn't too bad of an idea.

"Alright, time's up!" Pyrope suddenly announced. "Time for your tasty demise~"

You dropped your phone right out of your hand as you felt the licking return to your soul, this time twice as strong. You barely made it a few seconds this time before you began to blow, though, and you found yourself spraying down the inside of your pants once again as you felt what little life you had left leave your body.

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"Well, because you smell like one, of course! Most people don't notice, but all monsters smell a little bit like dust - and you just smell like a recently-baked cake!" you could hear Pyrope say as you came back into existence. "Though, now that I get another smell at you, you also smell… kind of like nostalgia? Huh, that's weird."

You mumble something about that just being sulfur while you quickly tried to think of a way to avoid the fate you had just suffered. Deciding to lay it on hard, you went with Papyrus's advice and put your face into your hands and dramatically wondered aloud how your life could have wound up so horribly. Maybe it was that drawing contest back in fourth grade that destroyed your confidence. Maybe it was that night you stayed up too late watching cartoons. Perhaps you were always a flawed human being, and this was the inevitable result of your-

"Oh, for the love of god, please stop!" The flaming woman gave an exaggerated wretch. "I can smell your self-pity from here."

You apologize and add that you just don't want to be raped. You give her your best puppy-dog eyes until you remember that's she's blind, at which point you put on your very best sadness-based perfume. Her nostrils seem to be slightly swayed by the attempt.

"Hmm, well, maybe there's other ways we can work this out." She smirked and rubbed her chin mischeviously. "There's more than one way to end disputes than just going to court, after all. How would you feel about… negotiating a settlement?"

Disregarding all the advice you've been given by motivational speakers, you nod eagerly and say that you'd love to settle.

"Alright then, here are the terms." The fiery girl suddenly kicked off her skirt and tore off her shirt, revealing that she wasn't wearing any kind of underwear underneath. Instead, she was clad in a very tight brown rope that clung to and sizzled against her skin like food on a grill. The rope was tied together in very intricate knots, clearly designed to complement the curves on her body without covering them up too much. "Party A, that's you, will be forgiven for their grievous transgressions against Party B, my client, if you have sex with the lovely Party C, which would be me; Pyrope." The flaming girl stepped close to you and pressed an arm on the cliffside behind you, pinning you between her and the rock. "Any objections?"

You honestly couldn't tell if you were feeling hot because of her heat or because of how nervously aroused you were, but you nodded either way. You think you'd be down with laying your hotdog on her grill.

"Perfect! Then let's get started!" Pyrope stood back from you and suddenly started sweeping at you with her matchstick cane. Horrified, you closed your eyes only to find that the blows never came. When you opened your eyes again, you discovered that she had somehow completely declothed you without you noticing, and you were now standing even more naked than she was.

"What's the matter? Thought I might miss just because I'm blind? How prejudiced can you get?" Pyrope laughed gleefully before wrapping her arm around you and pulling you toward her glowing body. There, you felt her warm flames tickle your skin, but thankfully not burn it, though even if you knew this was safe, you still couldn't help but tense up a little. Pyrope could seemingly sense your trepidation, though, and began to gently rub your sides with her smooth hands.

"There there, little fuse. Just because I'm a tough negotiator doesn't mean I'm heartless~" Pyope tipped your chin upwards and aimed your lips for hers. Ironically, she actually did miss this time, but she quickly corrected herself and pressed her mouth passionately against yours. Her lips delicately caressed yours as you slowly relaxed, welcoming her embrace and even wrapping your arms around her curvy form in kind. This encouraged her to kiss you even harder, the pressure against your lips growing a bit rough as her flames of lust were stoked more and more.

It was when you suddenly let out a gasp of pleasure that the wildfire inside her really seemed to ignite, as she took the opportunity to shove her massive tongue into your mouth. You could do nothing but mumble in shock as you felt her long tongue bulge your cheeks, run over your teeth, and even press back into your throat a little. At the same time, your shaft, still throbbing hard from your recently-finished soda, pressed against her legs and met the stark contrast of the tight ropes she was wearing and her delicate soft skin.

"Ehehe, see? I told you that you could trust me. I won't hurt you unless you want me to~" She smirked as your spit sizzled down her chin and you tried to catch your breath. "You do trust me to keep going, right?"

While your head was a little hazy, you couldn't help but admit that you wanted more.

"Well then, who am I to deny a human their pathetic little dreams?" Pyrope kissed you again even harder, not bothering to hold back with her tongue at all this time. Her hands ran down her back as she pressed herself so hard into you that you actually began to lean backwards. You leaned so far back that you were completely expecting yourself to fall back onto your ass, only to find gravity being oddly absent. A moment later and you realized that something was wrapped around your limbs and holding you up in the air - ropes. Orange ropes to be precise, made from the same magical energy that those turrets fired at you, which meant that you constantly had to struggle against them to keep them from burning you.

"Heheh… what do you think?" Pyrope pulled herself back from your face and allowed you to see the ropes you were currently dangling from. They criss-crossed your body in a way similar to hers, but your arms and legs were bound together too. You tried to find where they had come from, only to see little glittering puffs of magic in the air above you where the ropes ended. "You're lucky my look fits you so well, or else I might feel tempted to sue you for trademark infringement~"

Smiling, the naked school monster got on her knees in front of you and took your dick into her hot mouth, slobbering all over it. Her tongue wasn't quite dextrous enough to wrap around your dick, but it was definitely big enough for her to lick it from base to tip all at once, which is exactly what she did. She licked at it again and again, going in from different angles like she was eating the tastiest lollipop in the world. Your hips wanted to buck reflexively into her mouth, but your restraints stopped you, so all you could do was watch as she managed to caress your sack with one end of her tongue and massage your shaft with the other. By the time she was done, your dick was a dripping, twitching mess so overstimulated you were honestly amazed you hadn't finished already; and judging by the look on the girl's face, that was exactly the way she liked it.

"Heh, that's quite the delicious weiner you've got there, human!" Pyrope complimented as your dick twitched in front of her. "The taste of your lust complements your physical form quite well, like a delicious chocolate treat with a hard nutty center~"

Pyrope then lifted her leg and straddled your body, allowing the magical ropes to hold both your weights. Gripping your shoulders, she adjusted herself so the tip of your shaft was pressing up against her outer labia, letting you know that she could slip you inside at any moment.

"Mmmm, I can smell how excited you are." Pyrope wiggled herself from side to side, swinging you in the air a little and teasing the tip of your shaft. "It smells just like freshly-baked cinnamon bunnies. Delicious~"

The lawyer schoolgirl extended her tongue again, but instead of shoving it inside your mouth, she ran it over your face, coating it in her steaming spit. At the same time, you could tell she was starting to get wet as drops of her arousal dripped out of her pussy and down your shaft - even if she was playing this cool, you could definitely tell that deep down she was giddy about this. When she was done licking you, you felt Pyrope reach around and hold your shaft tightly in her hand, determined not to miss no matter what.

"Alright then, it's time to do a little rough housing in the courtroom!" With one massive thrust backwards, Pyrope suddenly speared herself right onto your shaft. She gasped, and even though she was a lot bigger than you, she clearly wasn't prepared for how large your shaft felt inside her. You suspected that she would have winced if she had eyes, but she quickly regained her composure and began to move herself once more.

Up and down on your shaft she went, sliding her warm walls along your sensitive cockskin and slickening it with her juices. Every time she thrust herself up, her large breasts would sway in front of your face, and every time she thrust down, her ass cheeks would collide with your thighs with a pleasant plap. She slowly built up her speed doing this until eventually, the momentum was enough to start making you swing in your rope harness. You wanted desperately to thrust back at her, to increase your pace even more, but your bonds were so tight the most you could do was struggle like a fish in a net.

"Heh… what's the matter, human? You're not thinking about the confines of the law, are you?" Pyrope gripped one of the ropes around your waist and tightened it for a moment, an act that aroused you unexpectedly and caused your prick to throb deep inside her. "Well don't worry, the law may restrain, but it also protects. It is the reason we're not fucking on the ground, after all~"

You silently agreed; you've had enough random sex with monster girls to tell that this was definitely preferable to sex on the ground.

"And it has to feel kind of nice to let someone do all the work, right?" Pyrope leaned forward and licked your neck. "To have someone take care of you and worship you the way you deserve?"

You agreed, but… for some reason having her describe it like that made you feel a little guilty for some reason.

"Hehe, don't worry, you couldn't force me to do anything even if you tried in that position! So just lie back and cut yourself loose! I promise you won't regret it!" Pyrope gripped your shoulders and began to thrust as hard as she could, making you gasp with ecstasy with every swing she made you do. Taking her advice to heart, you closed your eyes and became almost as blind as she was, allowing yourself to focus entirely on the amazing sensations running through your cock. This went on for minutes, with the fiery school girl doing whatever she wanted with your helpless body and the both of you enjoying the hell out of it.

You had to reach the end of your rope eventually, though, and you grunted a short warning right before you began to explode inside her like a firebomb, coating her insides with your thick semen and finally relieving the magical hard-on that you had built up. Pyrope, meanwhile, remained confident and hard to read, but you think she managed to finally cum herself partway through your orgasm.

"Aaah… excellent work, Party A. I think that settlement was satisfactory." Pyrope slowly pulled herself off of you and magically untied your ropes, carefully helping you get to your feet and clean yourself. "How about you? Did you enjoy our little legal battle?"

You smiled and nodded at her, though you had to admit that you did get a little bit of rope-burn from all that swinging.

"Oh!? My apologies, my good human! I guess my ropework could use some more practice after all!" Pyrope gave an apologetic and exaggerated bow as you put your clothes back on. "How about the next time we meet, I can make it up to you by being the one all tied up instead?~"

You were tempted by the offer, but you told her that you weren't planning on staying around The Underground that much longer. You were planning on going back to the surface soon, after all.

"Really now?" Despite not having eyes or any real hair, you could tell that Pyrope was cocking an eyebrow at you. "Heh, good luck with that human! See you around!"

Pyrope found her clothes again, put them back on, and walked away with a friendly wave and a dragon plushie underneath her arm. You could have sworn her mutter something along the lines of "And they call me blind" as she left for the elevator behind you, but that must have just been your overactive and strangely specific imagination.

With that brush with the law behind you, you put your clothes back on and decided to see if Alphys had posted any more updates and took out your phone to check. It turns out she had, uploading several posts where she awkwardly speculated what it would be like to be tied up by a cute girl and fantasized about her stove turning into a cute anime boy and making out with her. Yeaaah, she definitely saw what you had done with Pyrope.

You quickly dismissed those notifications and noticed that you had a new one you hadn't seen yet; a friend request by a Napstablook22. Smiling, you moved to press the accept button, only for Napstablook to reject themselves right before you clicked. Darn it! For once you really wished you spent more time texting so you could have faster fingers. You made a mental note to yourself about letting Napstablook know they were your friend in person and continued forward.

A little further onwards, you noticed a little offshoot from the main path and followed it out of curiosity. It turns out that it didn't really lead anywhere, but you did find a rather odd apron with the words 'Respect the Cook's Personal Space and Integrity As A Living Being' written in large black letters. Huh, you really could have used this about an hour ago when you had all that food being flung at you, but you figured that it was better late than never and tied it to your body.

You went back to the main path and followed it until it came to an abrupt stop at two conveyor belts, each moving in the opposite direction. In between the two belts, you could see three steel pillars with large red buttons on their north sides, and beyond them you could see a literal wall of energy blocking your way forward.

"H-hi there! It's Dr. Alphys again!" Alphy was panting as if she had just sprinted over to her phone. "This next puzzle should be pretty easy - all you have to do is hit all three of those buttons in front of you one after the other before they reset. Don't worry, though! I'll help you with the timing!"

You weren't quite sure what she was going to do to help, but you shrugged, put your phone in your pocket with Alphys still on the line, and jumped onto one of the conveyor belts. You manage to press the first button just fine on your own, but a second before you were about to press the second, Alphys shouted "Now!" as loud as she could through the phone. You were taken off-guard and stumbled, missing the second button completely, and you don't even try to go for the third after that.

"W-wha-?" Alphys stumbles over her words, confused. "What just happened? I helped you get the first one but then you stumbled for some reason? Is there some kind of hole in the belt that I can't see?"

Helped you get the first one? You point out that she didn't speak up until after you pressed it.

"Huh? O-oh, I think I understand what's going on," Alphys replied. "My camera feed must have a second-long delay in it. That's okay, I can take that into account and-" Alphys suddenly stopped halfway through her proposed plan when the magical barrier right in front of you disappeared without warning. "Uh… well what do you know! I guess you only needed to press one of them after all!" You don't know why or how, but Alphys' hands sounded extra clammy when she said that. "T-talk to you later!"

Alphys abruptly ended the call before you could say 'goodbye' and then posted an update about how she wasn't going to help out with puzzles anymore accompanied by a picture of a cat failing to jump across a gap between were of course sad that Alphys was feeling so down about herself, but you also had to admit her help probably wasn't needed on these puzzles. You were confident you were going to get through whatever Hotland had to throw at you.

At least, you were confident right up until you rounded the next corner, where you saw the path ended again. Instead of a way forward, you saw an almost endless number of platforms suspended in mid-air, each with a large vent sitting in the middle of them. Some of them were stationery, some of them were spinning, but you could see that every single one of them was spraying quite a lot of very hot steam. Not really sure what any of this meant, you tried to take out your phone to call Alphys, only for you to be blocked just like last time.

So you sighed and began to pace, wondering what exactly you should do to prevent yourself from being burned by steam or falling to another untimely death. You considered maybe using your ice powers to freeze the steam and create paths for you to walk across, but then you remembered that you only had ice powers when you played pretend as a kid. Then you decided to just ask the vents for a way to get by, but they didn't make for great conversationalists; all they did was spew hot air.

Perplexed, you started to look around yourself for some kind of inspiration. If only nature had been kind enough to grant you wings, or at least some kind of cool glider for your birthday. Instead, all nature got you as a gift was the flu and another step towards the grave.

Wait a second… glider… perhaps if nature was too stingy with its purse to give you one, then perhaps you could make your own! But with what? Hmm, maybe if you had some extra brain food, you'd be able to come up with something…

And that's when it hit you. All this time, you'd been searching for roundabout solutions, when in reality it was right under your nose this whole time - quite literally! You untie your newly-acquired apron and hold one end in each of your hands. Then, you carefully make your way over to a steam vent and walk in front of it, lifting the apron above your head and allowing the steam to catch inside it. The force of the steam was even stronger than it looked, and it nearly ripped the cloth out of your hands, but you held strong. Sure enough, you were eventually rewarded for your efforts by the steam picking you up off the ground, launching you into the air with a burst of speed that nearly caused you to flip wound up several feet up in the air before you felt yourself being dragged back down by gravity, but luckily the other vents helped stop you from running out of steam before you managed to make it to the other side of the ravine.

Once your feet were back on terra firma, you wrung your now-soaking apron dry like a washcloth and deposited it into the interdimensional box that Alphys equipped to your phone. It was a little weird to see it swallowed up by the void like that, but you hope that it would at least have a chance to dry off in there and not somehow create a time paradox.

Your baking ware now stored, you continued forward, not quite sure what you were supposed to see. There was a computerized cheese safe sitting on a table and sitting in front of it were several hip, young mouse girls with colorful haircuts and skateboards furiously typing away at their computers. It was hard to understand their out-of-date computer slang, but you think they were currently engaging in some kind of high-stakes digital heist using virtual reality, where if you forget a zero in coding in the game, you forget the zero in real life. You decided it was best to just pretend you didn't see that, but the thought that they might succeed one day filled you with determination!

As you reach another long stretch of the path that seemingly had nothing on it, you took out your phone again to see what Alphys was up to. You saw that she had posted several updates since you last checked, but none of them had anything to do with you this time. Instead, they were all long rants about some anime called Mew Mew Kissy Cutie and its sequel, Mew Mew Kissy Cutie 2. Apparently she was upset that the sequel made some controversial character decisions, the animation was cheaper, they condensed an entire volume from the Light Novel series into a single episode, and there was a plot hole involving a deus ex machina that- wow, do you not care about any of this.

Both your dignity and your sanity both silently thank you as you put your phone away and continued onto the next stretch. You think you could spot another warehouse up ahead, and while part of you knew there would almost inevitably be a trap there, even that was preferable to listening to someone rant about an anime you'd never even heard of before. But, before you could finish closing in on the entrance, a shout from behind you suddenly stopped you in your tracks.

"Hey, hold up, brah!" A familiar voice shouted through the cavern, accompanied by the sound of heavy footfalls. "Don't go there! It's not safe!"

You turned around and were greeted by the sight of the two royal guards that were standing outside Alphys' lab - the dragon girl and the bunny girl - dashing towards you as fast as their unusually thick armor would allow.

"Phew! Thank goodness we caught up with you!" The bunny knight sighed with relief as her friend reached underneath her helmet to wipe away her sweat with a handkerchief. "We just got a super scary anonymous tip that there's, like, a human in this very area!"

You quickly hid your soul behind your back and let out an exaggerated gasp. A human, you ask. Why, that's just preposterous! You think that if there was really one nearby, you would have noticed it.

"I know, right? Humans are, like, the most conspicuous things ever, am I right?" the bunny girl replied, nodding in agreement. "Still, we better escort you out of here. We don't want you getting attacked by them, after all. Don't worry, we know a place that's completely human proof! Just follow us."

You agreed to come with them, but you were already trying to think of a way you could get out of this. Maybe you could pretend to have a severe rabbit allergy, or that you have a stew you really need to finish before the human showed up. Or, maybe if you found a mirror and tossed it in the air at just the right angle, you could temporarily blind them and make them think you spontaneously-

"Hey… wait a second." The dragon girl suddenly stopped in her tracks and glanced back at you. "... what was the description of the human again?"

"Huh? Why do you ask?" her bunny companion questioned. "The caller said that they had a striped sweater, no unusual animal features, no apparent magical powers, a face a reader could easily project onto…" The royal guard began to trial off as her eyes drifted back towards you. "Wait… brah… are you thinking… what I'm thinking?"

The dragon guard replied with a simple nod.

"Aw… bummer. This is mega embarrassing" The two guards turned towards you and took out their swords. "Sorry about this, brah, but, like, we totally have to rape you now and stuff."

You took a step back and hastily said something inspiring about peace and love before turning on your heel and sprinting as fast as you could. You figured you could outrun the royal guards, and that probably would have been true, but you wound up being stopped by two massive blades popping up out of the ground and blocking your path. You slammed into their blunt sides like a bird hitting a window and slid down them just as embarrassingly.

"Sorry, brah, but it had to be done," the bunny guard said as she and her partner walked over to you. They raised their swords again and expertly cut your clothes off in two complementary swipes, leaving you naked and exposed to steaming Hotland air. You tried to cover yourself, but the dragon woman wasted no time in getting behind you and pinning your arms to the ground.

"Huh, so that's what a penis looks like…" The bunny girl asked, reaching out to play with your flaccid dick with her soft, brown hand. "It looks, like, super weird."

"... Do you not want to have sex with it?" the dragon girl asked after a moment of silence.

"Uh, of course I do!" The rabbit knight put up her hands defensively. "I mean, it's not like there's anything else here I'd rather have sex with! I mean, w-who would that even be?"

"..." The dragon girl simply remained silent as she began to take off her armor, revealing her green, semi-scaly body underneath. Her physique was pretty similar to Undyne's, only her bust wasn't quite so oversized for her body frame, and her stomach was even more toned. Just the sight of her amazing body was enough to make you sweat, and apparently you weren't the only one to feel that way; the bunny girl giving off so much sweat that you could feel it falling onto your legs. As she took off the lower part of her armor, you were treated to a good look at her taut rear and muscular dragon tail as well, though she curiously left her helmet on even after she removed her soft white panties. "... Are you going to take your clothes off too?"

"Huh?" The bunny guard grunted as if she had just been knocked out of a trance. "Oh right, of course!" The second guard hastily began to take off her clothes, revealing her soft silver skin and bouncy bunny boobies that brought back a few pleasant memories. You could tell even from your position that her cute yellow panties were already wet when she took them off, but she did her best to pretend not to notice as she tossed them to the side and straddled your groin. Like her friend, the bunny knight kept her helmet on rather than taking it off, perhaps so her friend wouldn't feel out of place.

"Alright, brah! It's totally no use trying to get away now, so just sit back and enjoy the ride, okay?" The bunny girl carefully lined up your shaft and thrust her powerful hips down, engulfing your shaft in one swift movement. She took a moment to get used to the feeling of your cock pressing against her folds before grabbing ahold of your shins to use your legs as leverage as she began to bounce herself up and down.

You let out a grunt on reflex as you felt her soft bunny butt collide with your groin after her first thrust. You tried to catch your breath, but the knight just kept going, not giving you any time to rest. She just shoved your dick inside her again and again, wrapping her warm wet folds around it and milking you hard. As much as you hated to admit it, she was actually really good at this, making you wonder exactly how Undyne trained her as you were forced to enjoy her fucking you.

But, even as you moaned underneath the bunny girl and she moved her hips at an ever-increasing tempo, you didn't see any signs that she was enjoying any of this. Yeah, the fact that she was still wearing an iron mask certainly made things harder for you, but it wasn't just that. She wasn't moaning at all or shaking or sweating all that much as she moved. Instead, she just kept on fucking you while her eyes seemed to stay fixed on her friend.

Which, to be fair, was totally understandable. Her body really was quite the sight to look at, but unfortunately for you, the dragon girl decided you deserved a close-up and sat herself down right onto your face. Your mouth now completely blocked by her warm, sweaty pussy, all you could do was mumble uselessly as the two continued to double team you.

"Ah… this sure is great, huh, brah?" The bunny girl asked a little awkwardly as she kept the pace of her hips steady. "Just two best gals… saving The Underground… raping some human together."

"... Yeah, I guess so," the dragon woman replied with your tongue reluctantly inside her pussy.

"Totally! Nothing in the world could be better, right?" The rabbit knight slammed her hips down extra hard for emphasis, driving the top of your cock hard against her slick cunt in the process. "S-say, is it hot in here, or is it just me?"

"... Well, we are in Hotland," the dragon woman pointed out, swiveling her hips now to grind her labia against your lips.

"Right, right, of course! Silly me!" The bunny knight laughed nervously and began bouncing on your rod even faster in an attempt to cover up for her mistake. "Say, uh… do you work out?"

"... yes, I do," her friend replied over the muffled sound of you moaning into her cooch.

"Well, it really shows! Do you think, maybe sometime after this, you could show me your routine? You know, just so I can get as buff as you?" As the bunny girl spoke, you could feel her pussy twitch around you in anticipation of the answer.

"... nah," was her friend's simple response. "I prefer to work out alone."

"Oh…" You could feel the bunny girl's snatch loosen around you a little in disappointment. "Well, that's cool, that's cool! We can always just, like… just keep doing royal guard stuff."

"..." The dragon girl didn't reply and simply kept riding your face, making you get a good taste of her juices and making you even more aroused in the process. Her friend must have felt you get even harder, as she took that as her opportunity to increase her pace as well. She pumped her hips on you so fast that, if you weren't blindfolded by thighs, you doubted you'd be able to see properly. And every time she took you inside her, her folds just kept squeezing your rod until you finally couldn't take it anymore and began to unload inside her.

"W-whoa!" The bunny girl shuddered as she felt your seed stuff her womb. "So this is what getting a creampie is like… this… oooh, is totally gnarly! You've, like, got to try this, dudette…"

"... I'm pretty sure the human is dying now," the dragon pointed out as your heart began to slow.

"Oh… bummer," her friend replied as she rested on your groin, allowing your hot sperm to just pool inside her around your dick. "Well, don't worry, I'm sure you'll get the chance to feel it again once we get to the surface? We could do something like this every night, right? Right?"

In the end, you didn't get to hear if the dragon girl replied as you drifted off into darkness, into the void where all disappointment and unspoken confessions are destined to go.

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"Aw… bummer. This is mega embarrassing" The two guards turned towards you and took out their swords. "Sorry about this, brah, but, like, we totally have to rape you now and- wait, hold on. Didn't we… just do this?"

Trying to play it cool, you shrug and point out that you clearly hadn't.

"Hm… I guess you're right," the bunny guard replied before she and her partner raised their swords. "So, I guess we better get back to business."

Thinking back to how they both acted before you died and how the bunny knight had acted when she saw her friend naked. So, you wiped your forehead exaggeratedly and said that, while you would like to fight them, it was a bit too hot at the moment, and you'd hate for them both to get heat-stroke.

"Heat stroke?" the bunny girl asked. "Like, what are you talking about?"

Oh, nothing, you replied. It's just that when you fought Undyne earlier, you only managed to defeat her because she got so dehydrated in Hotland that she had to run back to her home. And since these two girls were both even bigger and more-armored than Undyne was, you imagine that it would happen even faster for them.

"Huh… thanks for looking out for our safety, little bud, but I don't really see any way around that," the bunny girl replied.

Well, luckily for them, you had 20/20 vision for these kinds of things; all they had to do was fight you naked!

"Fight naked?" The instant you said those words, the bunny girl began to visibly sweat more. "I'm not so sure about that…"

You asked her why that was. After all, they were planning on raping you anyways, so taking the armor off would help get to the punch faster.

"... I guess you do have a point," the dragon girl said after a moment of thought. "But my armor is perfectly comfortable right now. I put a layer of cooling dirt on it this morning."

You quickly bounced over to her and did your best maid impression, cleaning away all the dust and leaving her armor spotless.

"... Okay, now it is pretty hot." The dragon girl took off her armor and let it clang to the ground, revealing her incredibly fit body to you once more - though once again, her helmet stayed on. Within seconds of the girl's chest being exposed, the bunny girl began to sweat profusely, which only increased when the dragon girl slipped off her delicate panties.

Seeing your opportunity, you slid up to the bunny girl and said that she looked pretty hot too. She should probably take her armor off now before things get any worse.

"H-hot? What are you talking about, brah?" she asked, shivering. "I'm cool as a cucumber in Snowdin! J-just totally fine, really."

You took a step closer and whispered into one of her long bunny ears, telling her that it's okay for someone to feel nervous when they're around a crush.

"W-what?" The guard bunny did her best to look genuinely confused and did a pretty good job at it. "I don't know what you're talking about, little brah."

You whispered that it wasn't good to keep bottling up her feelings like this. If she kept repressing herself out of a fear of failure, she was just going to end up a complete wreck.

"But… I can't just come out and tell her…" the bunny whispered back. "That would be too scary…"

You asked her if that was scarier than the idea of her friend never knowing at all. She paused, unable to reply. You kept going, telling her that she'd never know how the dragon girl would really react until she tried, and that she'd feel so much better once she finally got that secret off her chest.

"... uh, what are you guys whispering about?" the naked dragon girl asked, still holding her sword and ready for a fight.

"I… I… augh, I can't take it anymore!" the bunny knight shouted exasperatedly before turning back to her friend. "Like, 02, I… I… I like you, brah! Like, LIKE like you. The way you talk, the way you do team attacks with me, the way our bodies move in sync when we practice…. I, like, want to stay this way with you… forever."

"..." The dragon girl didn't reply. Uh oh.

"I mean, uh…" The bunny girl stammered. "Whew, brah! That human put me under mind control! What was I just saying? It's a blur, dudette! Whoops!"

"... 01," the dragon girl said after a few more moments of silence.

"Y-yeah, brah?" the bunny guard answered.

"Do you want to, like… get some ice cream… after this?" the dragon girl asked, a tiny hint of bashfulness peeking through her monotone.

"Yeah… I think I'd like, like that, brah," the bunny girl replied. She then extended her hand and, although their faces were still shrouded by their helmets, you could tell that guards were both smiling at each other as they walked off together hand-in-hand. It was such a sweet sight that you felt your heart flutter a little.

Just a little, though. They did still attack you, after all.

You moved to follow behind the two guards when you were abruptly distracted by your phone buzzing. You took it out and discovered yet another one of Alphys's status updates.

"Oh, wait, it's been a while since I checked on the human, hasn't it?" Alphys wondered to her followers. "In related news, be sure to check out my newest listicle; Top 10 Animes That Will Make You Forget To Do Your Freakin' Job."

Not wanting to actually read her long and overly-detailed list, you put your phone away again and kept going forward, heading into another part of the cavern that was unusually dark for a place as bright as Hotland. At first you thought you might have been lured into another cooking show or, heaven forbid, a cheesy daytime quiz show, but you could tell by the rocks underneath your feet that you were still outside. You were right about to go check if you could get some lava into your interdimensional box to help light the way when Alphys suddenly called you.

"H-hey, I'm back!" The lizard girl greeted nervously over the phone. "It looks like you're in another dark room again. Don't worry, there's emergency lights everywhere in case of a cave-in. All I have to do is turn them on and…"

The lights turned on, revealing a large empty area of the cave that wasn't too remarkable… until you looked up. There, hovering above you, you could see a dozen cameras staring down at you with Mettaton herself floating on her rocket boosters while wearing a fine tan suit and holding a reporter's microphone up to her electronic speakers. You weren't quite sure how you didn't see the rocket boosters in the dark, but you were too stunned by the sight to really question it.

"... Are you being serious right now?" Alphys asked in a deadpan voice.

"Oooooohhhhh, yesssss~" Mettaton shouted in reply, wiggling her arms enthusiastically for the cameras. "Good evening, beauties and gentlebeauties! This is Mettaton, reporting live from MTT news!"

One of the cameras zoomed past Mettaton's face in a way that you think was supposed to emulate the opening pan of a news show, though you had to imagine the music for yourself.

"As you can see, a very interesting situation is developing in Eastern Hotland, where there's been sightings of a human, mysteriously reactivated puzzles, and some strange, unidentified objects!" Mettaton continued after a logo flashed across the screen. "Luckily, we have an MTT correspondent on the ground to tell us exactly what's going on! Tell me, have you seen any humans around here, kiddo?"

You look deadpan up at the robot and ask why she can't report on that herself.

"Why, because I'm not a reporter on the ground of course!" Mettaton pointed out, gesturing to her current flying state. "It would be downright unprofessional of me to take away my correspondant's role like that!"

Right. Of course, you reply, adding that you don't see any humans right in front of you at the moment.

"Well, I guess that one was just an unfounded rumor! Remind me to burn that source in a furnace later, dearie," Mettaton replied. "But if there's no human, then I'm afraid you're going to have to find something else newsworthy to report on! Our ten lovely viewers are eager for some action, after all, and it would be such a disappointment if you were to leave them hanging!" To emphasize her point, the exit to the room was suddenly blocked by a forcefield. "So get hunting for those scoops, my little ice cream person!"

You sigh, wary of what Mettaton might have planned for you, and began to search the cavern. One of the first things you came across was a small pile of hound leftovers.

"Oh my! Such an unseemly mess - who would leave such a thing?" Mettaton asked. "Maybe you should report on that since I'm sure it'll lead to quite the scandal!"

You knew better than to try touching that thing and moved on, coming across what looked like a movie script.

"Oh no! Not the script for my upcoming movie! Anything but that!" Mettaton screamed performatively. "Why, I can't think of anything more terrible than leaking a few select details of my sure-to-be-award-winning movie! But… I'd understand if this delicious story was too much for you to resist."

Amazingly, you resisted, and kept looking, coming across what looked like a small book with a red heart on the cover.

"Oh my? Who left this erotic fanfiction lying out here in the open?" Mettaton's buttons blushed bright red. "So sizzling! I'm not sure if it'd be appropriate for TV, but it would definitely get ratings!'

You decided not to comment on the hypocrisy of that statement and kept going, coming across a rock.

"A rock? Well, guess we have to have a geology fan or two somewhere out in the audience," Mettaton commented. "Plus, you'd get the chance to make all kinds of great puns! Like, is that a rock in your socket, or are you just happy to-"

You move on before she finishes speaking, coming across a basketball.

"Ah, basketball - truly the sport of champions!" Mettaton commented. "There's nothing I love more than to watch a bunch of orbs bouncing along together in a gym! There's no sight more beautiful in the whole world; other than myself, of course. Too bad that's just a wearable basketball and not a playable one, though. Still, it might be worth reporting on, don't you think?"

You shrug, deciding that you'd probably spent enough time here looking at random objects.

"Alright, let's take a closer look at it then!" Mettaton said encouragingly. You could hear Alphys give a nasaly whine from your phone as you flipped the basketball over and revealed… a pair of blinking robotic LED eyes. You blinked back in surprise and dropped the ball, at which point several other balls appeared out of nowhere and began adhering to each other until, finally, forming what looked to be a woman made entirely out of basketballs. It was a very odd sight, to say the least, made even odder by the sudden appearance of a lit fuse out the back of her head.

"My goodness! It appears that basketball wasn't actually a basketball at all! It was actually a robotic bombshell in disguise! Talk about explosive news!" Mettaton gasped above you. "And, my word, that's not all!"

Mettaton pointed to your right and you looked in that direction to see the other items you passed over start to rumble and shake. A moment later and they each began to twist and rearrange themselves, each forming a new robotic woman with breasts more oversized than the last.

"By god! The canine remains was a bombshell! The rock was a bombshell! The script was a bombshell!" Mettaton gasped. "Even my words are-"

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Suddenly, her dialogue cut off before they landed aoiwenofrmiopweblyd0 on the sentence directly below it.

"So, this was your plan?" Alphys asked in shock. "Instead of raping the human yourself, you're going to get your weird robot minions to do it for you?"

"My, Doctor Alphys! Your reasoning is astute, as always, but you forget that I am still an entertainer!" Mettaton wagged a finger at the camera. "Everyone knows that in a drama, you can't just have a bombshell get off! There's no tension that way! Instead, you tell the audience that there's a bombshell in the room and that it's going to go off in, say… ten minutes. And, wouldn't you know it-"

A large chunk of a nearby wall suddenly fell off, revealing that it was actually cardboard and that, behind it, there was a massive red LED clock counting down from 10 minutes.

"All these bombshell babes are set to EXPLODE with lust in exactly ten minutes!" Mettaton continued, raising her hands excitedly in the air as prerecorded cheers filled the room. "But fear not, dear human, you can stop the countdown clock before it's too late! All you have to do is defuse all the bomb girls before the timer reaches zero, and it'll stop ticking! But if you miss even one of them… then not only will they all still go off, but I have a special little bombshell made entirely out of bombs who'd just love to get to know you better!"

"Y-you've got to be kidding me! That's insane!" Alphys gasped, reflecting your sentiment exactly for once as you shivered at the thought of having sex with any of these abominations.

"That's right, Alphys, it is insane! Insanely entertaining!" Mettaton replied, her lawyers already copywriting the phrase before she even finished speaking. "Good luck, darling!"

"O-okay, there's no need to panic… I-I can talk you through this!" You could hear Alphys start to hyperventilate through your phone. "I think I left my old bomb defusal manual around here somewhere… j-just find a panel to open and I'll talk you through the rest!"

You nodded and popped open a metal panel located in the basketball girl's legs, revealing a jumble of multi-colored wires.

"O-okay, it says here that you need to cut the pink wire…" Alphys instructed. "N-no, wait, the blue wire!"

By then it was too late; you had pulled out the pink wire and the robot girl drooped forward, deactivated.

"Oh… I, uh, guess I meant the pink wire after all?" Alphys let out a nervous laugh of relief. "Okay, it says here that devices made of cur extract are generally deactivated by cutting the yellow wires, but be careful! That stuff is really dangerous!"

You do as you're told, remembering the insanity that lead to paying for a certain colleg graduate's tuition, but ask Alphys about the danger for fun.

"Are you kidding me? That stuff could probably level a whole city block if you're not careful," Alphys warned. "B-but we don't have time to think about that! We have to defuse the rest of the bombshells before it's too late!"

You make a mental note to pay a visit to a certain cat/dog/girl later and kept going, defusing each of the robot girls one by one, following Alphys' instructions exactly. This proved difficult when they began prancing around like ballerinas, flying, and trying to run away from you on massive conveyor belts, but you managed to deactivate the last of the bomb girls with only fifty seconds left on the clock.

"My, my! This is quite hard to believe, but you actually did it! Congratulations are in order!" Mettaton and her fake audience began to clap for you as the LED clock behind her flashed 50 over and over again.

"Oh sweet heaven… we did it… augh…" You could hear Alphys drop her cell phone as she collapsed in her computer chair, completely exhausted from speaking to you so quickly.

Basking in your victory, you smiled and asked Mettaton if she'd kindly hold open the forcefield trapping you on your way out.

"Yes, well, I'd love to, Darling, but I'm afraid that you're not going anywhere!" Mettaton extended her arm down several feet to you just so she could wiggle her finger right in your face."You see, I never said that I'd spare you if you defused all the girls; just that the clock would stop!"

Mettaton then snapped her fingers and the bomb girls suddenly flew towards each other into the middle of the room and, in a flash of light straight out of a mecha anime, which somehow formed a massive woman with bomb-black skin, no mouth, and a long fuse behind her head instead of hair.

"I hope you're ready for a metric ton of love, because you're about to get a payload of it whether you like it or not!" Mettaton announced with an evil beeping noise. "And there's nothing anyone can do to save you!"

You put your hands up in front of your face, bracing yourself for the bomb girl to grab you, but… the hand never came. You nervously peeked out from behind your hands and saw that the bomb girl was just standing there, looking at you, and it hadn't even moved an inch since it appeared.

"Hmm, that's odd… you haven't been attacked yet." Mettaton observed. "It seems there's something wrong with my bombshell… but what could it be?"

Turning to your cell phone, you asked Alphys if she had any idea what was going on.

"Y-yes, of course I do!" Alphys replied. "While Mettaton was busy monologuing, I uh… I switched the, uh… no, I changed the-"

"Oh no! You deactivated my ultimate bomb with your elite hacking skills!" Mettaton finished for her. "I can't believe you somehow managed to type that quickly!"

"Y-yeah, well, I get lots of practice," Alphys replied.

"Damn! Foiled again!" Mettaton tossed her microphone to the ground and caused it to shatter into pieces. "Curse you, human! And curse you, Doctor Alphys, for helping so much! But…" Mettaton's tone suddenly shifted as she struck a flamboyant pose for the cameras that were still overhead. "I don't curse you, my nine wonderful viewers! Be sure to tune in again soon for my next wonderous rape/muder attempt! Until then, my darlings~"

With that, Mettaton finally lowered the barriers blocking the forcefield blocking the entrance and exit to the room and flew out, leaving you alone with your cell phone and the deactivated bomb girl.

"Wow… we did it! You and me, working as a team… we really showed her what-for, huh?" Alphys stammered. "I know it was a little… awkward at first, but I think I'm starting to get more confident in guiding you. So don't worry about that m-mean old Mettaton, okay? I'll keep you safe, I swear! Besides, if things com down to it, we could always turn…" She trailed off.

Curious, you asked what kind of turning Alphys was referring to. The nob kind? The werewolf kind? The record kind?

"Uh, nevermind. We don't have to worry about that," Alphys replied. "A-anyways, you should get going! You're getting close to getting the Queen's palace now, after all!"

Yeah… the queen's palace. And beyond that was… home, right? Right?

You didn't say anything as you walked between the legs of the giant bomb girl and reentered the main area of Hotland through the exit. In the distance, you could see that the massive machine you saw before, the CORE, was a lot closer now than it was before as you continued following the path forward. That was the place you were headed to, so close you could feel you could almost touch it, and that feeling filled you with… well, you weren't quite sure what the feeling was, but you don't think it was determination.

"H-hey, I noticed that you're… being kind of quiet," Alphys commented over the phone, which neither of you bothered to hang up. "You're… not worried about meeting Asgore, are you?"

You just responded with more silence.

"W-well, just don't worry about it, okay?" Alphys insisted. "The queen is a really nice woman! I'm sure if you can talk things out she'll, let you pass! And with your human soul, you can pass through the barrier and you'll be back where you belong! So just smile and don't worry about it!"

You just kept walking.

"C-come on, one little smile won't kill ya! I mean, you have to admit, disarming those bombshells was kind of fun, right? Like a real life action movie!" Alphys continued.

You couldn't help but admit that you did have some cheesy music playing in your head as you pulled all those wires.

"Yeah, that's the spirit!" Alphys cheered as you reached another elevator. "A-anyways, I need to run to the bathroom for a little bit, but it looks like the next area up a head should be pretty safe. If you see anything that might be Mettaton-related, just wait until I get back, okay?"

You nodded and turned off your phone before getting on the elevator, pressing the button for the next level up and letting it lift you up towards your uncertain future.

No Mercy

You weren't quite sure how long you kept staring into that chasm alone with nothing but your soul, your thoughts, and the dust in the wind to keep you company. It could have been hours or maybe even a few minutes, but either way you spent that time clutching your fists. You were denied what was yours this time, but that wasn't going to be happening again. So, you steeled yourself and turned to face your future. No turning around. Not one step back.

After passing through a long tunnel, you once again found yourself in the scorching realm of Hotland, the hot air howling around you as higher pressure air above the lava forced itself west into Waterfall. As you walked, you couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for that wind. Like you, it was hot and steaming, and it didn't let anything stop it from going where it wanted to go. Plus, even if it could be loud, at least it didn't ever complain or leave you or make overly long speeches about how it was going to stop you. It was the perfect travel companion.

As you walked along the path, kicking over an abandoned guard stand across the bridge that Undyne had unceremoniously forced you off and along a long rocky trail, you noticed that the sides of the road were littered in clothes and discarded luggage. Some of the monsters who came through here must have been in a hurry. Heh, not that it would do them any good.

Still, it seems like they did do a good job of evacuating this part of The Underground; there didn't seem to be anyone or anything in sight aside from a few white buildings dotting the red horizon. One of those white buildings was approaching rather quickly and, with the only other path being blocked by a strange blue forcefield, you curiously went inside.

In the building you found what you suspect might have been a science lab once upon a time but now seemed to be some kind of massive nerdy bedroom. In the area directly in front of you, you could see a desk with a clunky computer on it surrounded by trash, anime figurines, manga… actually, now that you think about it, you could have just ended that sentence with the word trash. Next to the computer on the left was a rather large monitor where you could see a live video feed of-

ME

-walking through the room. It looked like you had a fan; I sure hope they enjoyed watching what they saw.

Beyond that, there was a second floor area that you think was where whoever lived there slept, but a rather strange smell emanating from that area dissuaded you from bothering to explore it further. Instead, you laid your attention on the rather strange grey refrigerator that was covered in flashing lights sitting in the middle of the room. At first you thought it was some kind of rejected experimental boombox that could balance on one wheel, but then as you got closer you noticed it had arms too.

"Woah, hold it right there, darling~" The machine stuck one of its white-gloved hands in your face as an electronic, but feminine, voice echoed from inside the box. "My my, so you're the ugly little creature I've heard so much about. You've made quite the name for yourself, you know. Such infamy…"

Annoyed, you tried to bite the finger directly in front of your face, but the robot withdrew it just in time.

"Ah ah ah! Naughty human! Don't you know it's rude to touch someone without their permission?" the robot asked, wagging her finger at you. "Oh, wait, I guess you don't. Here, why don't you take this book; I think you'll find it's very educational."

The robot's right arm opened up to reveal a cannon, which she promptly fired at you. You braced for impact but instead of being hit by an iron ball, you were lightly slapped by a small brown book. Putting your arms back down, you saw that it was titled 'Mettaton's Guide to Not Being a Cancerous Sore On All Of Existence' and featured a picture of the robot helping an old bunny woman cross the street.

You just tore the book to pieces and told the tin can to get out of your way. You didn't have any time for women without curves at the moment.

"My my, so impatient!" Mettaton replied. "Let me guess, you're here for Doctor Alphys, aren't you? Well, tough luck for you, honey buns, because she's already long gone. While you were off doing your… thing, she took everyone in Hotland and hid them somewhere you'll never find them. You've already lost."

You couldn't help but feel a little angry hearing that, but you powered through those feelings, your determination still as hot and hard as a smoldering iron. You'd figure out a way to get to them, you were sure… but even if you couldn't, you'd suppose you could take a new lunchbox as a consolation prize.

"Oh! Coming after me already? How sassy!" Mettaton exclaimed, jumping out of your way as you tried to grab her. "Sorry, dear, but the world needs stars more than it needs brainless sluts. So, tootles~"

With that, her little wheel spinned so fast that it kicked up smoke into the air as she sped out of the room, leaving you alone with anime trash, a bag of dog food, and a fridge full of soda and ramen. You took one of the rames blocks of its bag and ate it like a granola bar as you did one last search around the room for anyone who might be hiding there. Instead, you just find more trash and an old bathroom, so you decided it was best to leave this place in the dust.

Leaving out the back of the trash heap, you reentered Hotland and continued forward along the rocky red path, the future in front of you fixed in your gaze. Along the way you passed by some vents spewing steam, strange-looking factory buildings, and found an abandoned frying pan on the side of the road, but you didn't really find anything else of note.

That was, until you managed to notice a woman sitting on the side of a cliff, kicking her feet in the air as she hummed happily. She had dark tan skin, a grass hula skirt, short red hair, and one of the biggest pairs of naked tits you think you had ever seen. You licked your lips at the sight of fresh, unsuspecting prey and walked up behind her, asking what she was doing out there all alone.

"Huh? Oh, hey, I didn't see you there! It's so nice to meet you! My name's Vulkin." The redhead smiled as she turned around to greet you. "I just like coming out to this spot! It's so warm and toasty, I love it so much!"

And she's not with the others because…?

"Others?" She cocked her head in confusion. "Well, I did see a whole bunch of people run by earlier, but I just assumed that they were all just part of a marathon. They weren't actually going to a party or something, were they? I love parties! So many people together in one place, keeping each other warm…"

You assured her that no, they were just off to someplace boring. Boring and probably really cold too.

"Aww, that's too bad… I hope they at least brought blankets so they can warm up," Vulkin said sadly.

You told her it was best not to worry about those monsters; especially not when she herself looked so freezing.

"Freezing?" The gasped in surprise. "Oh, don't worry about me! I've got literal magma inside me to help keep me warm! But you… you're so cold, I can feel it from here! It's almost like a ghost passed through me… and I should know, that's happened to me a few times."

You politely informed her that you weren't cold; you were the hottest person alive, as she was soon about to discover.

"What does that… hey!" She let out a pained gasp as you grabbed ahold of her hair and pulled her close to you. Her hair was hot - literally burning hot in fact - but you were too strong for it to even slightly singe you. "L-let go of me! That hur-mmm, mmppph!"

You silenced her useless whining with a kiss, forcing your tongue inside her mouth and swirling it around. She tried to resist for a few moments, but was quickly overwhelmed by your sheer power and determination. Her arms went limp at her sides and her eyes glazed over as your tongue reached the entrance of her throat and your hands squeezed her oversized breasts tightly.

Hungry for more, you turned Vulkin around and bent her over the rock she was just sitting on before taking out your long cock and lining it up with her entrance. The feeling of your cockhead against her pussy lips seemed to cause her to snap out of the mild trance she was in, and she looked back at you in fear.

"W-wait! What are you doing?" she asked desperately. You responded by simply pressing your swollen cockhead forward into her smoldering cunt. "N-no, wait, stop! Y-you'll tear me apart!" You, of course, don't listen and pop your swollen tip inside her. "Oooooh fuck! It's hot! So hot! I… I'm burning up! Oh! Oh! Oooooooh!"

Flames literally burst from her hair as you pounded into her, your great spear slamming into her bubbling lava cone right up against her defenseless womb. You didn't give her any time to get used to the sensation, though, and immediately began pumping yourself in and out, pushing her body and mind to their very limits with your girth. You could feel her mind snap after only a few thrusts as she began to scream uncontrollably, spraying molten juices all over your groin as she came again and again. Then, with her womb violated and exhausted from the most powerful orgasms in her entire life, she went completely limp.

You smiled and pulled your steaming cock out of your newly-claimed Hot Top and let her drop to the ground. Sure, you didn't finish, but you knew you'd have plenty of time for orgasms later once everything was yours.

"Aaaah… Master… that… that was incredible!" Hot Top moaned as she lied on the ground, her oversized tits forming a cushion under her chest as her ass stuck up in the air behind her. "I've never blown my top so hard in my entire life! This… is heaven! Thank you, Master… thank you!"

You picked her up by the hair and said that it was no problem - but there were still plenty of other girls who were still freezing out there.

"Really? You mean… they haven't felt your warmth yet?" Hot Top asked.

You nodded; those poor girls were so cold, they were like blocks of ice taking a vacation in an ice box full of liquid oxygen.

"Oh no! We have to do something about that!" Vulkin breathed heavily and struggled to get back to her feet. "How… do we find them?"

Putting your unsatisfied member back in your pants, you took your right hand and pointed east - to the future.

AN: Sorry this chapter came in so late, guys. Hopefully the wait was worth it. I'm gonna take a break for a bit to cool off. See you later.