Toriel’s House

Frisk looked ahead, there was a house and a leafless tree. This must be Toriel’s place. Frisk took a few more steps ahead and heard Toriel’s voice.

“Oh dear, that took longer than I thought it would,” she said to herself.

Toriel walked ahead and stood beside the tree, she then pulled out her phone and called Frisk. Frisk’s phone rang and Toriel immediately turned her head towards her. Frisk waved, realizing her back was covered in cum and her pussy was leaking semen.

“How did you get here?” Toriel asked. “Are you hurt? There there, I’ll help you. I should not have left you alone for so long. It was irresponsible to try and surprise you like this. Errr… well, I suppose I cannot hide it any longer. Come!”

Frisk followed Toriel into the house. Her pussy was begging for release. “Do you smell that?” Toriel asked. “Surprise! It is a butterscotch cinnamon pie! I thought we might celebrate your arrival. I want you to have a nice time living here. So I will hold off on snail pie tonight.”

Frisk blinked. Snail pie? Butterscotch cinnamon pie? Could I have a different pie from you? Frisk thought.

“Here, I have another surprise for you.”

Frisk followed Toriel down the hallway. “This is it,” Toriel said before grabbing Frisk’s hand. “A room of your own. I hope you like it. Toriel rubbed Frisk’s back and pulled her hand away. How about you get into the shower? I think I smell something burning. Make yourself at home!”

Toriel ran off. Frisk walked down the hallway and entered a bathroom. She got into the shower and closed the curtain. She then turned on the shower and let the water fall over her body.

Frisk touched her clit and moaned. She then plunged her fingers into her pussy and began to finger herself. Her knees buckled slightly and she moaned like a wanton whore. It only took Frisk a minute. She fell to her knees and came, squirting a stream of girlcum in the bathtub.