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Papyrus X Asgore

Chapter 1. Bones on the parade

"It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not."

-Andre Gide

Our story takes place a long time ago in a town far underground, the happy town on Snowden. It was dark as it always was, with lots of happy monsters in the streets, singing christmas songs and enjoying the snowfall... well... all but one creature was enjoying Christmas. The one that lives at the edge of town, with a grin that could make the straightest of men, as gay as the sunday newspaper. He is the one they call Papyrus. This monster is 10% skeleton, 20% used condom, and the other 70% is sexual passion. He lives with his bother Sans, a much funnier, smarter, and sexier version of Papyrus.

Everyone loved Sans, he was simply the best, and in more ways than one ;). He was even elected to be the next king, however that was Papyruses dream. Papyrus wants to rule the underground with an iron fist, which he would proceed to fuck every human on the surface with. This dream was a fiery passion of his, but the king did not accept him as a candidate. He did say Papyrus could always come over for some hot coffee and spend the night. However Papyrus was a little bit too determined with his hopes and dreams.

But today was the annual snowden parade, the king was going to be there. Papyrus was rock hard to get a conversation with the king... to say the least... He waited in his room, staring out the window with his large, glorious, boney cock hanging out. Its the only way he can focus one thing for a long period of time. He just sat there... slowly masturbating, just to keep it up in time for the kings arrival. Then, after a few hours of waiting, Papyrus began to slowly hear the sound of trumpets. As the regal sound graced the ear holes of our dear protagonist, the citizens followed in unacknowledged stead. Crowds gather on the streets, the citizens flustered in anticipation. In the room of dear Papyrus, a blanketed stare slowly turned onto a devious grin. As the distant trumpets drew closer and closer. The townspeople couldnt hold their blistering excitement any longer. It began growing into a fever pitch. The silent street grew into an eruption, screams and cries broke out from one end to the other. The thoughtless noise gathered into a chant consisting into one word... one name... Asgore, Asgore, Asgore! After minutes of organised shouts, one citizen pointer over the hill and yelled out "ASGORE HAS COME"! Those words made Papyruses enormous, throbbing, dragon like cock fill his hand completely.

Hes never felt power like this before, his eyes glowed a bright blue as he darted a stare at the scene. As the eyes of the citizens followed a moving point, a realization hit Papyrus, "HE REALLY HAS COME". Then, like a second of wind, Asgore came into his line of sight. The true image of the king had finally laid upon the eyes of Papyrus. His eyes grew larger, the grin widened, his cock nearly doubled in size! He didnt realize it at the time, but Papyrus was vigorously masturbating, faster than a jack hammer. As Asgore walked by Papyrus house, he turned his head toward Papyruses room, with a hand up waving towards crowds. His eyes caught sight of Papyruses bedroom, as he breifly peered into the room, he locked onto the looming blue eyes of our hero. As the two where greeted in momentous examination. Papyrus was overwhelmed with a feeling, a feeling the likes of with hes never experienced... Lust...

But the combined sexual tension between the two was too much for Papyruses masturbation session. He couldn't hold back the floodgates anymore, and was forced to release! Then... right In that split second of eye contact... Papyrus came on the window, HE BROKE THE WINDOW! It was like a shotgun blast. It covered everyone from sidewalk to sidewalk in front of the house, even the king himself was blaketed. However, after the passionate explosion. An unfased Asgore stood as a single undisgusted man amongst a riot of horror. To top it off, our dear king wasnt angry, or scared... he was interested? The eyes of the king weighed heavily on the broken window, bearing a single tear sneaking down his cheek. Asgore felt something too, he wanted to meet this Papyrus...

Chapter 2. A drink to aftermath

"Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring."

-Marilyn Monroe

After Papyruses little scene he ran downstairs to drown himself in cold spaghetti. He was quite embarrassed after his release all over the king. Our Papyrus was only upset about the king. He couldn't give a second to feel bad out the citizens who have shunned him for years. To him that felt like something of a warning shot, but to what? Papyrus never thought that far. He began to rationalize by imagining himself as a old western gun slinger, a man against the world, an enemy scared off but a woman lost. But thankfully the spaghetti began to cheer off the thoughts of said tragedy. It was getting late, so Papyrus decided it was time to go to his favorite bar, grilbys. Papyrus, without another thought exited his house to the sight of an empty street. He took a step out landing on a jello like substance, with a light brush off, our Papyrus continued his travels to the bar.

When Papyrus arrived at grillbys, he was greeted with the sight of the average bar-goers. However something was missing, the rowdy bar shifted into a silent room. The awkwardness was unbelievable. They just sat there and stared at his arrival. Papyrus then walked to the back and sat on a bar stool. The silence quickly grew into a clusterfuck of whispers. A few words belted Papyrus directly. "Is he gonna clean that shit up" said someone on the back. "What's the king got to say about this" said another. "So this is where my tax money is going to" said the skeleton next to him. This only served to make Papyrus more upset... he lost his erection :(

Then Grillby came out from the back room. Looking confused at the whispers and targeted stares. Following the stares, Grillby locked onto a nervous looking Papyrus. Grillby looked upon him with a furious rage. He quickly stepped over to Papyrus asked him "what the fuck do you want"? Papyrus raised his right pointer finger and had the gall to say "3 shots of whiskey my good sir". Grillby countered that request with "how dare you walk into my fine establishment, sit down and ask me for anything after what you just did". Papyrus pretended to be confused by raising a stupid eyebrow and looking from side to side. He shot back with "what are you talking about my good siiiiiir? You weren't even there, you're too busy keeping this bar up and running". Grillby slapped the stupid look off the skeleton and yelled "my wife and grandmother ran in here crying that you came over everyone! That there was jizz everywhere! Do you understand how difficult it is to explain a spectile like that to an 97 year old woman???". Papyrus shook with imitated confusion, the only thing he could say was "sorry?". Grillby grabbed a shotgun from inside his pants and pointed it between Papyruses eyes. Papyrus responded to this by saying "so that was a shotgun and you weren't just happy to see me?". An anger filled Grillby stared into the skeletons eyes and shouted "YOU FUCKING CUNT PAPYRUS!!! After i put 10 GRAMS OF LEAD between that FUCKING... GRIN OF YOURS!!! Im going to repay your sins with the sleeve treatment... i want your imagination to run wild with that thought princess".

Then the doors from the front of the bar where kicked open. The room fell silent yet again. The room filled with a mist, the scent of goat milk paraded over the fog, Papyrus knew this smell... Then a loud lust filled yell barreled out from the mist. "GET YOUR HANDS OFF THAT BEAUTIFUL BONEY..." The yelling ended on that word, as though the person yelling had to stop themself. "All apologies, i got a little ahead of myself... *clears throat* mister Grillby..." the voice in the mist said. All eyes went from figure in the mist to Grillby in the back. The bartender was utterly confused and angry at everything that had transpired. However the room was still covered in a thick fog and this time with the scent of cold spaghetti. Grillby then yelled "I DONT KNOW WHO YOU THINK YOU ARE BREAKING INTO MY BAR!!! YOU STRAWBERRY... WAFFLE... LOOKING ASS!!!". The figure in the front shot back at him "do you know who I... am? You insulting plebian!!!". Grillby pointed his gun up to the fog and yelled "YOU GOT TO THE COUNT OF 3 TO GET THE FUCK!!! OUT OF MY BAR BEFORE I BLOW YOU TO SHIT!!!". The room seemed frozen in place right before Grillby began speaking again. "One!", he paused for a second... "two!", he raised the barrel of his gun and slipped his finger to the trigger. The figure didnt flinch. Papyrus closed his eyes and let out a lustful yell! Suddenly amoungst the skeleton screaming in the silence, was a shift in the tangible reality. Papyrus opened his eyes to see Grillby and the fog trapped in place as though time had literally frozen. Something strange was happening... Then Papyrus heard a loud BOOM!!! He turned to see Grillbys gun going off but the bullets where moving slower than a middle aged sex drive.

But Papyrus knew exactly what he had to do!!! He ripped off his pants revealing his great bamboo stick, the package fell on the floor. He looked up and said with a shit eating frown "still limp..."😔. Papyrus took in a deep breath and picked up his master sword and began charging. His eyes turned down to a peice of spaghetti on the ground. He dropped his hand, picked it up and shoved it into his dragon slayer. His power level instantly grew by over 500%. His eyes grew a very bright blue for he knew he was back in action. His super soaker went super sayan. His shaft was massive! Truly a spectacle... he pulled back the sack racket and smacked the bullets back on Grillby, instantly killing him. The sheer force of the attack dispersed the fog instantly, time had seemed to return following the home run. Papyrus quickly sheathed his flesh bat and ran toward the figure, leaving a dead man alongside a web of semen. But Papyrus didnt seem to notice though. He runs for a second before tripping on his meat cleaver. It appeared as though he he didnt completely sheathe his cock rocket...

The figure in the front began approaching Papyrus. The sound of every sex driven step exciting our hero. Each step increasing the size of his ballistic missle. Then the steps stop right in front of him. Papyrus hears a simple "thank you for saving me Papyrus". Papyrus is trying to hold back the storm, he feels a major backup in his todem pole. The figure reaches out for Papyruses hand. Papyrus can feel his eyes glowing blue as his flesh submarine hits max capacity. The figure grabs Papyruses hand, looking up from the ground Papyrus meets eyes with the mysterious stranger. The stranger was the king himself!!! They lock eyes for 5 seconds before Papyrus explodes. It was like a literal dam exploding. In a matter of 1.5 miliseconds the entire bar was coated in a milky substance. It didnt stop there, the mayo paste continued to flow throughout the town. Into every store, house, and crevice. For the first time in a thousand years snowden was covered in something other than snow ;). However the intense strain on Papyruses meat train caused him to fall unconscious...

Chapter 3. A true love

"Is sex dirty? Only when it's being done right."

-Woody Allen

3 days later...

Papyrus wakes up in a room covered with flowers, he is completely unaware as to where he is. He looks around and questions to himself "what the hell happened?" He goes to stand up but he collapses to the ground, after a puzzling second, papyrus attempts to stand up again. Bringing up his two feet he begins walking but a terrible pain causes our dear Papyrus to limp. "Why does my ass hurt so much?" questioned papyrus. He looks down realizing his cock is hanging out like fruit on a tree. "What the actual fuck?" Papyrus said to himself, he looks around again and spots something across the room.

Papyrus limps over and is greeted by a trap door attached to the ground. He opens it up and jumps down without a second thought. When he hits the ground below he is greeted by a long hallway. Papyrus grabs all the will he has and runs down the hallway. Halfway down hes hit by a wall of smell, its the sweet smell of spaghetti. Papyrus then question the past few minutes... "i woke up in flowers, ass hurts, trap door hallway, and spaghetti". Papyrus begins his march once more, this time fist in one hand, cock in the other. He stands in front of the door, locking and loading his cannon of war papyrus brings himself back to a charge, and like a battering ram, this skeleton drives himself cock first into the door.

When he gets through hes pushed to the wall, he looks up to see Asgore standing tall above him. Papyrus is stunned, the million thoughts that drove through his head suddenly stopped as Asgore stared into the eyes of his TRUE LOVER. Papyrus began blushing as he felt the sexual tension between them growing stronger and stronger. Asgore broke the silence, he leaned over into Papyruses ear and whispered "I want you... right here... RIGHT... NOW!". Before Papyrus could even begin to process what was said, his body moved on its own as if a spell had been cast on him. He didn't even realize it but our hero was on his knees against the wall with Asgore standing behind, the two where positively drooling in anticipation. Papyrus could feel the fire buring deep within Asgore. He knew what was coming, and all he could say is "yes".

Asgore dived straight into the tight crevice of Papyruses ass, he was dead ass eating ass. Papyruses fear boner quickly morphed into a skyscraper sized dick museum like a god damn transformer. Something was different this time in comparison to all the others. The flood gates where being held back, the wall was holding. Now this encounter wasn't a contest of any kind, but Asgore was a supreme god at ass eating. He's like the Gordon ramsey of eating ass. Papyrus noticed the insane technique, his eyes where glowing a bright blue, his mind was being quite literally blown by Asgore. Papyrus has experienced a myriad of different ass eating styles over his years, strangers and relatives alike have left their personal mark on the skeleton pie. But this session takes the gold metal in ass eating. If there where awards for eating ass at the oscars than Asgore would be the most honorable mention right behind Sans. THATS HOW GOOD IT IS! But then... it stopped...

Papyrus turned to Asgore with a single tear in his eye. Asgore greeted his gaze and proceed to grab Papyrus by the cock and threw him against the wall on the other side of the room. Asgore ran to the stove adjacent to papyrus and proceeded to whip out his samurai sword in the most elegant fashion. Then Asgore took a tomato and crushed it with his forklift of a meat stick. Meanwhile Papyrus is across the room masturbating to the creation process. His jaw dropped and his eyes rolled back, the ass eating wizardry that asgore inflicted on Papyris was still heavily in effect. Then in the blink of an eye, Asgore took the crushed tomato and poured it on his meat balls. Then Asgore turned to the pasta he was cooking before and knew what he had to do. With a smile drawn across his face Asgore grabbed the pot of boiling hot pasta and poured it on his stegosarus sized cock. He fliched at the pain for only a split second, for the sheer pleasure he was about to deliver was and overwhelming force. Asgore then turned to Papyrus with the strongest smile for he knew the calamity at hand.

Asgore put his hand to the spaghetti and chanted these words. "Give me a time i will never forgetti, oh dark gods cover my cock in delicious spaghetti". Papyruses eyes shot open for he felt the energy shift. And yes he was still masturbating. Papurus looked over to see Asgores cock wrapped by the pasta into his favorite meal. Papyruses mind went blank then shot back into perspective. His eyes widened, mouth watered, and heart sunk. He wanted it... right there... right then... Asgore had a aura around him with a raging fire in his eye. The dark magic had completely consumed his heart, soul, and yes... his spaghetti cock.

Asgore couldn't control himself, he jumped on Papyrus quicker than kids on Santas lap. There he was, two story sized cock covered in spaghetti shadowed over papyrus with impending doom. Then Asgore spoke "I call it Hiroshima" Papyrus questioned "why?" Then Asgore fiercely said "because im a bomb ready to explode you skeleton slut" then... at that very second... it happened... everything Papyrus wanted and everything Asgore couldnt hold back because it's inevitable reality.

Papyruses black cherry was taken, purity ripped, treated like a prison bitch in the shower, DAMMIT HE WAS PENETRAGED! IMPALED! Asgore was fucking Papyrus in the ass :o . No possible words could describe the event in process, emotions or actions could never explain... The lust and passion between this goat and skeleton was just too much for either to endure. Papyrus began to change, the mixture of his favorite food and the cock of the king himself unlocked something deep within him. Then... everything went blank...

When Papyrus awoke he saw asgore across the room as though he was thrown across, and loged into the wall, blanketed in a sheet on skeleton mayonnaise. Papyrus had no recollection on any of the events that led to him ending up there. He ran over to Asgore dragging his mile long flesh door stopper behind him. When he got to Asgore he pulls him out of the wall and cleans the buckets of cum off his face, and starts weeping. Then Asgore wakes up and says "Papyrus..." Half crying, Papyrus shoots back a "yes..?" Asgore, coughing up Papyruses icecream mix says "answer me... *cough* this one question..." Papyrus, shocked with increasing tears welling up says "anything..." Asgore rests his hand on Papyruses cold skull and says "will you be mine?" Asgore pulls back his hand revealing a diamond engagement ring. Papyruses heart nearly stops, hes trying to hold back his erection and focus on the happiness he feels but... oh... yep... hes masturbating... Papyrus takes the ring and puts it on his finger, turns to asgore and gleefully says "YES!" Then Asgore with a smile on his face says "great... NOW EAT MY ASS!"

The end

- To be continued in Papyrus x Edward Cullen