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I See Alphys, I See Francis	By : xandermartin98 Category: +S through Z > UnderTale Views: 1982 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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ISAISF 9
ONE CHANGE OF CLOTHING LATER...
"Alright, here goes nothing!" Francis sighed as he walked over to the DVD player, opened up Alphys' Mew Mew Kissy Cutie 2 DVD case and somewhat reluctantly bent over to insert the disc into it, lifting his tail up and revealing his beautiful firm and toned ass cheeks (complete with the lovely little butthole) while Alphys (who had just woken up from her sexiness-induced unconsciousness at the hands of Francis and Burgerpants) sprayed a violent stream of blood from her nose yet again, blushing irritatedly and covering her snout humiliatedly with her hands as the uncomfortably, terrifyingly beautiful and sexy lizard-nerd-turned-f%#&boy glared seductively at her and teasingly shook his rubbery, scaly, 100-percent-naked butt at her.
"I swear to God, Francis; if you don't f%#&ing quit it, I'm AFRAID I'm going to pay another sweet little visit to your CENTRAL NERVOUS SYSTEM and f%#*ing LOBOTOMIZE you with my bare, stinking weeaboo HANDS!" Alphys growled furiously and hissed like a venomous snake at Francis, despite the fact that deep down, she still secretly loved him very, very much.
"HA! Personally, I'd like to see you TRY, cinnamon roll!" Francis laughed uproariously, plopping down right next to Alphys on the sofa and pulling out a Princess Peach bodypillow from underneath the couch cushions while Alphys pulled out an Undyne one from the pockets of her baby-blue, adorably fish-patterned footie pajamas and rested her head on it, lying down peacefully and tiredly on the couch while Francis made passionate, peachy love to his pillow.
"OHH, PEACH, MY DEAR AND BELOVED WAIFU, GIVE ME EVERYTHING YOU'VE GOT...YEAH, MAKE THAT PEACH TREE BLOSSOM...YEAH, LET ME PUT IT IN YOUR RASPBERRY BUSH...OHH...OOOOOH...AHHHHHH...LET ME PLANT MY SEEEEEEDS IN THAT LOVELY LITTLE FLOWERPOT OF YOURS...OHHHH, SWEET MOMMA..." Francis panted and moaned with arousal as he began forcefully and erotically grinding the Peach bodypillow against his beautiful muscles, caressed it lovingly with his arms, licked it all over with his dextrous, tentacle-like lizard tongue and savagely thrusted his penis into its many, many purposefully made holes.
"Goddamnit, Francis; I'll have you know that MY waifu is WAY f%#&ing better than YOURS!" Alphys yelled angrily and revoltedly at Francis as she threateningly brandished her cottony-soft Undyne bodypillow and whacked him across the face with it.
"Well, at least MINE'S actually GOOD for something other than F%#&ING!" Francis snapped and bit back fiercely at Alphys, whacking her right in the adorably chubby belly and causing her to tumble right over onto her fat, smelly rear!
"Why, YOU little...that's EXACTLY what I was literally JUST about to say about MINE, for f%#&'s sake!" Alphys roared lividly at Francis, lunging onto him and clobbering him mercilessly in the face with her bodypillow as the two of them entangled themselves together into the weeaboo pillow fight of a lifetime!
FIVE MINUTES LATER...
"Ughhh...youuu...winnn..." Francis groaned and sighed dejectedly, wiping off his sperm-dripping dick with his hands, exhaustedly collapsing face-up onto the sofa and lazily sprawling himself out on it (resting his head on his Peach bodypillow, of course) while Alphys stood triumphantly atop his beautifully handsome, manly chest (seductively licking her lips and raising her eyebrows at the readers in the process) and beat it like a muscular bongo with her Undyne bodypillow.
"Wait a minute...OH SH%#, WE HAVEN'T EVEN STARTED THE MOVIE YET!" Alphys gasped, suddenly realizing that she and Francis were still stuck on the menu screen as she jumped down onto the floor, grabbed her DVD-player remote off of the coffee table and hit the PLAY button.
ABOUT FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER...
"You know, Alphys, I really don't see what's so bad about this movie; in fact, I'm pretty sure that roughly the entire anime series it belongs to is about the same sh#% overall as this, you know." Francis boredly laid full-frontal on the couch, crossing his legs seductively, tiredly resting his head on his left hand and erotically stroking his penis with his right as he explained to Alphys.
"Actually, you know what? Yeah, you're right; so far, what's happened here (and all that's ever really important here in the grand scheme of things, honestly) is that Mew Mew is this cloyingly cutesy, wutesy, generic and cliched-as-all-hell neko-catgirl Mary Sue motherf%#^er who runs around Tokyo on all kinds of hallucinogenic drugs, beats the living sh%# out of stereotypical high school bullies (as well as your typical weak, petty and incompetent 1980s Saturday-morning cartoon villains) and kisses people to control their thoughts...which, by the way, is horribly ironic for you to be watching, considering the fact that my father has been literally INSIDE YOUR HEAD and manually controlling your brain for the past several chapters, but anyway, just to set the record straight, I reluctantly agree with you. Honestly, what exactly WAS it that I LIKED so much about this stupid show again?" Alphys boredly and tiredly looked over at Francis and curiously asked him, eagerly waiting to see whether or not he would even be able to come up with a viable answer.
"Um...pardon me for asking, but WHAT was that you just said about my freaking BRAIN, again?! PLEASE don't tell me that Burgerpants is STILL horsing around in there as if he freaking OWNS the place!" Francis stammered and trembled helplessly in literal naked fear, curling up into an adorably quivering little ball of muscles and biting his fingernails at the mere thought of some of the utterly disgusting things that Burgerpants could have potentially very easily been doing in there at the moment!
"Oh, trust me, you don't even know the HEMISPHERE of it!" Alphys laughed with a teasing wink, swinging her hand down like a cat paw at Francis as he set his feet down on the floor and sat upright, clutching his head and vibrating intensely in fear as Alphys purred with pleasure from how wonderfully relaxed the resulting vibrations in the couch made her feel and crossed her footie-pajamaed legs teasingly at him.
MEANWHILE, INSIDE FRANCIS' BRAIN...
"Yeah, yeah, I get it; you want me to turn your footie pajamas into BARE-footies, don't you?" Burgerpants groaned and sighed irritatedly through Francis' voice-control microphone, rolling his eyes and shaking his head in disgust. "Goddamnit, seriously, girl, what the hell is up with you and your STINKING foot fetish?!"
"Ha ha, GOOD one!" Alphys clutched her sides and laughed merrily as Francis reluctantly reached into her pajama pockets, pulled out a nice big pair of scissors, grabbed the puffy little foot sections of Alphys' pajamas and cut them right off to reveal her ever-so-sexy bare feet!
"Well? Again, they're all yours, big boy, what in the hell are you WAITING for?" Alphys lovingly teased Francis, extending out her right foot toes-first into his nose and playfully wiggling all three of said toes at him as she smoothly pulled them out.
"Well, if anything, I'm mainly just waiting for YOU to finally realize that there really ARE, in fact, FAR more valuable things in life then simply quenching other people's sick f%#^ing FETISHES!" Francis yelled disgustedly at Alphys, slapping her across the face and going upstairs to grab a very special surprise gift for her!
"Alright, where is it, where is it...I know for a fact that I saw whatever the hell this stupid thing is supposed to be floating around in his memory banks SOMEWHERE...AH, HERE IT IS" Burgerpants thought to himself anxiously and weirdly excitedly as he frantically rummaged his way through the literally indestructible pocket of what little was left of Francis' shirt and pulled out some kind of weird foot-bath device that looked to be a small tub with little tickling hands at the bottom.
"Wow, what's THAT?" Alphys asked Francis curiously, blushing a little as he brought the device back downstairs (along with another copy of it for himself) and proudly displayed it to her.
"Um...I call it the Foot-Tub! Yeah, let's just leave it at that, shall we?" Francis blushed and sighed as he leaned down and placed both Foot-Tubs on the floor right beneath where he and Alphys were sitting (in other words, huddled up right next to each other) on the sofa, then pulled the remote for them right out of his ass and excitedly turned both of them on.
"OOOH, that feels SO relaxing..." Alphys and Francis giggled, blushed and moaned intensely with delightful pleasure as the devices soaked their lovely bare feet in warm, aloe-vera-scented water while simultaneously rubbing and tickling their cushiony-soft, aching and ever-so-sensitive soles; in fact, the massage made them feel so wonderfully relaxed that they actually ended up drifting off and falling asleep for the rest of the entire film, wrapping one arm each around each other, leaning against each other on the sofa and hugging each other gently in the process.
ABOUT AN HOUR LATER...
"Wow, what even HAPPENED in this movie while we were gone?" Francis asked Alphys curiously, shutting the Foot Tubs off and gently removing his feet from his while she removed hers from hers.
"Eh, nothing really important...so anyway, what would you like to do next, besides f%#& me absolutely SILLY?" Alphys asked Francis, briefly unbuttoning her pajamas and flashing her boobs at him with a teasing wink.
"Hmm...actually, to be perfectly honest with you, that's EXACTLY what I want to do next!" Francis laughed uproariously, slapping Alphys on the back so hard that he nearly knocked the wind out of her. "But first, let's have a little considerably-past-midnight SNACK, shall we?"
"Sure thing, pal!" Alphys laughed, stroking Francis' gorgeous chest muscles lovingly as she sprang right off the couch onto her still-incredibly-soft-and-tender feet and ran over to the refridgerator. "So which flavor of artificially produced additive powder do you prefer for your noodles? Fermented cat piss or stagnant motor oil?"
ONE ANNOYINGLY LONG MICROWAVE COOKING TIME LATER, AFTER ALPHYS HAD GONE TO THE PAINSTAKING TROUBLE TO CLEAN UP HER DOCUMENT-AND-RAMEN-CUP-LITTERED DESK AND CONVERT IT INTO A DINNER TABLE WHILE FRANCIS SAT ON HIS FAT LAZY ASS AND SLEPT...
"So, what do you think about living down here in the Underground with me? Not to mention IN A FREAKING INDUSTRIAL HELL LIKE HOTLAND, no less?" Alphys asked Francis with an inquisitively glaring look on her face as the two of them shoveled their pasty, rubbery, fake-ass noodles into their mouths and had a contest to see who could slurp them down the most obnoxiously loudly.
"Oh, I dunno; personally, it seems pretty damned nice to me! I mean, yeah, sure, if I accidentally slip off of even ONE of the millions upon millions of f%#&ing precariously rocky cliffs around here, it'll more than likely cause me to either fall to my death or just simply fall into the vast lava sea down below and f%#&ing melt into nothingness like Gollum from Lord Of The Rings...but still, I'd much rather be HOT than cold, you know what I'm saying?" Francis replied unsurprisingly long-windedly, accentuating his usage of the word HOT with a sexy little muscular titty-bounce while Alphys rolled her eyes and nonchalantly continued eating in response.
"So anyway, where and how exactly would you like to f#%^ me, Francie?" Alphys asked, tilting her cup into her mouth, drinking her comically oversalted, MSG-loaded broth and wiping her mouth off sexily with her sleeve while making the classic Michael Jackson SHAMONE noise in the process.
"Does DOWN AND DIRTY ring any bells?" Francis asked Alphys as he drank his own disgustingly unhealthy broth, licked his lips and raised his eyebrows seductively at her.
"Oh, you'd better believe it DOES, you adorably disgusting little TRAMP!" Alphys smirked teasingly at him as the two of them extended their tongues out directly into each other and tied them together into a passionately loving, dripping, french-kissing knot.
ONE INCREDIBLY OBVIOUS LADY AND THE TRAMP REFERENCE LATER...
"Alright, there's just one really important thing I need to tell you before we go down this elevator; PLEASE do not tell ANYONE about this unless you absolutely HAVE to, capiche?" Alphys sternly warned Francis as the two of them walked into Alphys' obviously fake bathroom together and took the elevator straight down into her incredibly dilapidated and disturbing basement!
"Wow, what's THIS place? It looks like something out of an old sci-fi horror movie, and I absolutely freaking ADORE it!" Francis squealed with excitement as he and Alphys looked around anxiously at the dark, grimy, clammy, eerily foggy, and indeed heavily-dilapidated wreck of a laboratory surrounding them and heard some rather horrifying screams off in the distance.
"Holy sh%#, Alphys, where in the hell did you get THOSE badass sound effects?" Francis laughed uproariously with delight, slapping Alphys on the back so hard that it provoked her to savagely bitch-slap him right across his fat stupid face in response.
"Those AREN'T sound effects, you freaking MORON!" Alphys scolded Francis angrily as she grabbed him by the hand and reluctantly dragged him along with her through the ominously mysterious hallways of the (true) laboratory, causing numerous data-log screens on the walls to light up behind them in the process as Francis suddenly began to realize just how phenomenally f%#&ed-up of a character his new girlfriend really was even by adult game standards!
"Well then, exactly what in the hell ARE those utterly revolting and horrific demon noises coming from? More importantly, do I really even WANT to know in the first place?" Francis stammed nervously, his knees quivering like Jell-O as he and Alphys walked through the main lobby of the laboratory and made their way into the unsettlingly massive bedroom area, in which intriguingly numerous stock-model beds were all gathered together in grid formation.
"Those, my dear friend, are coming from those-that-must-not-be-named; in other words, the Amalgamates." Alphys sighed dejectedly, hanging her head in shame and weeping gently in both crippling shame and profound horror at the mere thought of what she had done to them.
"The Amalga-WHATS?" Francis asked curiously, scratching his head in confusion while Alphys, with a mere snap of her fingers, made all nine of the beds combine together into one big roughly-half-of-the-entire-room-sized bed, plopped herself down on it and reluctantly took her pajamas off, rendering herself completely naked while Francis drooled at the mouth, gently nosebled and shot her a lovingly winking thumbs-up of approval in response.
"To make a long story short, King Asgore told me I needed to find a way to bring my fellow monsters back to life after death through the power of a certain biological substance known as Determination, and so I wrangled up a bunch of dead generic-enemy bodies into this place you see right here (which previously belonged to another even creepier royal scientist named Gaster, just so you know) and injected them with the stuff in hopes that it would bring them BA-HA-HA-HAAACK!" Alphys explained and then suddenly cried out loudly in agonizingly painful sorrow, lying face-down and burying her head in her arms and sobbing gently.
"Aww, what's the matter, sweetie-PI? Sounds like they're all more or less FINE to me!" Francis giggled and blushed with intense flattery as he kneeled onto the bed, scooped the poor girl up into his arms and cradled her lovingly. "There, there, sweetie, it'll all be okay...everything's going to be all right, don't worry..."
"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, STOP IT ALREADY, YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE ME F%#&ING PUKE!" Alphys retched in disgust, forcing herself angrily out of Francis' loving embrace as she cleared her throat and reluctantly continued speaking, despite clearly already knowing the fact that neither Francis nor Burgerpants himself would ever truly be able to understand what she was feeling anyway.
"OH, and FURTHERMORE, just for the record, those things are NOT f%#&ing okay! Seriously, have you even f%#&ing SEEN what they look like now?!" Alphys yelled furiously, grabbing Francis by the shoulders, pressing her face sternly against his and shaking him violently in frustration.
"Um...NO?" Francis shrugged his shoulders and sighed awkwardly.
"Well..." Alphys sighed dejectedly, glancing off to the side and hanging her head ever-so-slightly in shame, "to make ANOTHER long story short, here's what happened to them: you see, the DT injections actually DID successfully bring the dead monsters back to life somehow...but then the absolutely unthinkable and more importantly unspeakable happened!"
"You see, at the time I wasn't aware that it took a relatively long time, like somewhere around three hours or so, for dead bodies to come back to life after being injected with determination; therefore, due to my impudent impatience, I just continued running around the laboratory, maniacally and repeatedly injecting everyone with determination like a complete and utter f%#&ing LUNATIC!" Alphys explained, clutching her head, hanging it in shame and gently crying in sadness.
"And what exactly WAS the result of that, might I ask?" Francis asked Alphys nervously, beginning to think that he really seriously did NOT want to see whatever she was currently telling him about.
"Basically, the poor things melted together into grotesque eldritch-abomination monstrosities from determination overdose, and the poor unfortunate original bodies that ended up making up their components were sadly never heard from again; to make matters even WORSE, their new forms are literally SO f%#^ing hideous and terrifying that when I tried to finally man up, tell the truth to everyone and finally release the poor utterly revolting freaks of nature from this miserable place and return them back to their families once and for all, the central components' own freaking FAMILIES rejected them! And just to put the icing onto the absolute disaster cake, it was pretty much literally ALL because of me! NOW do you understand why I almost constantly act so goddamned DEPRESSED and IRRITABLE all the time?!" Alphys ranted and yelled frustratedly at Francis, shaking her fists at him and wiping her tear-soaked eyes (and face) with her sleeves while Francis himself suddenly broke out into a fit of hysterical sobbing and crying in response.
"OH MY GOD, IT'S THE SADDEST FREAKING STORY SINCE BAMBEE-HEE-HEE-HEE! WAAAAAAH!" Burgerpants wailed, sobbed and whined sarcastically through Francis' voice-control microphone like the total despicable asshole he kind of was, trying hard not to laugh while the poor guy himself did it for real, writhing about wildly and frantically pounding his fists and feet on the bed just like Alphys had done earlier with the floor upstairs in her regular laboratory...only for a much more mature, understandable and respectable reason this time, obviously.
"Anyway, with all that out of the way...despite everything I've done...you STILL want to f%#& me silly, don't you, you cheeky little man-slut?" Alphys sighed, winking at him teasingly as she placed her fingers on the inner walls of her gaping vagina and stretched out the opening to utterly ri-DICK-ulous proportions, already causing Francis' dick to almost instantaneously go rock-hard.
"Um...okay, but first, I have something I really need you TO F%#&ING GROW THE F%#& UP, YOU GODDAMNED WORTHLESS WEEABOO-TRASH-F%#&ING PIECE OF FAT LAZY SH%#!" Francis blushed, sighed and then suddenly yelled furiously at Alphys, abusively whipping and lashing her right across the face with his tail, kicking her right over onto her back and brutally, repeatedly stomping on her with his right foot while she was down and squirming in pain.
"Hey, WHAT IN THE F%#& WAS THAT SH%# ABOUT, YOU GODDAMNED SH%#-EATING, PUSSY-LICKING MOTHERF%#&ER?!" Alphys got up and snapped right back at poor demonically-possessed Francis, brandishing her finger-claws threateningly at him and hissing like a viper.
"Burgerpants, this is officially the LAST f%#*ing time I'm TELLING you; FOR GOD'S SAKE, GET THE BLOODY HELL OUT OF MY GODDAMNED COCKPIT, WOULD YOU PLEASE?!" Francis yelled infuriatedly at Burgerpants, punching himself in the head and attempting to claw his skin off in frustration while Burgerpants just sat right where he was, in the poor bastard's brain, laughing his own head off with sadomasochistic delightful amusement while his poor victim trembled, bit his nails quivered his knees and clutched his poor, poor head helplessly in fear.
"Hee hee, you said-"
"NOW, FOR F%#&'S SAKE!" Francis yelled loudly at Burgerpants, crossing his arms over his chest and shaking his head in disgust while Alphys began racking her own brain for a way to get her poor boyfriend out of his utterly horrifying mind-control predicament at the hands of one of the Underground's absolute craziest, most profoundly degenerate motherf%#^ers!
"OH...oh, dear god, this is going to be so dreadfully embarrassing and humiliating...but at the rate things are going right now, I suppose there really IS pretty much no other choice..." Alphys sighed, hanging her head in shame and shuddering with fear as she reluctantly approached Francis (who was hopelessly sitting criss-crossed on the bed and hysterically sobbing, with his head buried deeply into his hands) and lovingly nuzzled his big, pudgy snout with her own.
"Um...Alphys, w-what are you doing?! Alphys, please don't subject yourself to this; y-you do KNOW that there HAS to be another way around this, RIGHT?!" Francis stammered in apprehensive terror as Alphys suddenly paused right in the literal middle of their nose-nuzzling session so that their nostrils were perfectly aligned with each other in a straight line. "Like, seriously, couldn't you just, oh I don't know, SHRINK YOURSELF or some sh%# like that?"
"Shh...don't worry, it'll all be over soon enough, my darling..." Alphys whispered lovingly to Francis, shedding several sympathetic tears as she glared seductively into her lover's handsomely bespectacled eyes.
"Oh, BURRRGERPANNNTS...FATTTHERRR...WHERE ARRRE YOUUU?" Alphys playfully teased Burgerpants, causing him to develop a massive erection just from the mere thought of what she was implying.
"COME TO PAPA!" Burgerpants yelled hysterically with excitement, panting like a dog and crying and screaming dementedly with glee as he finally ran right out of Francis' poor little head through his snotty, hairy right nasal cavity, then finally into Alphys' own head through her left one!
"Oh dear god, I can actually literally FEEL him making his way into my freaking central nervous system as we speak...believe it or not, this might actually be THE absolute scariest experience of my entire LIFE so far, and I DEFINITELY do not throw that statement around lightly, let me tell you!" Alphys stammered apprehensively, clutching her head tightly with her hands and curling up into a helpless little ball of fear and trembling in horror while Francis reluctantly watched in no-less-than-positively-equal horror, already beginning to feel even more terrible for the poor girl than he already had just a few minutes ago as she suddenly began to feel Burgerpants' painfully sharp-clawed footsteps atop her extremely delicate and sensitive little brain!
"OH DEAR GOD, HE REALLY HAS REACHED MY FREAKING BRAIN AFTER ALL! MAYDAY! MAYDAY! GOD HELP ME, PLEASE, THIS IS JUST ABSOLUTELY F%#&ING UNBEARABLY TERRIFYING ON SO MANY LEVELS!" Alphys had a sudden nervous breakdown and began screaming and crying hysterically as Burgerpants did a swan dive right into her poor spongy brain, causing her to shriek loudly in pain as he smugly, painfully strolled his way over to her central control computer and logged himself right in with the password MEWMEWKISSYCUTIE!
"OH SWEET CHRIST, HOW IN THE HELL DID HE ALREADY KNOW MY FREAKING PASSWORD?!" Alphys screamed in horror as Burgerpants excitedly reached over to the big red shiny button all the way over on the far-right edge of her massive supercomputer's dashboard!
"Oh come on, who in the hell WOULDN'T be able to guess your stinking password on their first try? I mean, seriously, just LOOK at this freaking place!" Francis rolled his eyes and sighed disappointedly at Alphys, hugging her gently with his left arm and gesturing around at all of the countless Mew Mew Kissy Cutie posters that she had lining her walls with his right while she just continued trembling in fear, not even caring enough or trusting herself enough at the moment to respond to him as Burgerpants reluctantly lowered his finger onto the button, closed his eyes tightly, wrestled violently against his better judgment and finally pressed it with all of his might, giving in shamelessly to his innermost humiliatingly perverted temptations!
"OH LORD, WHAT THE HELL'S HAPPENING TO ME...OH NO...SWEET GOAT-HUMPING JESUS, NO...PLEASE, FATHER, I'M DEARLY BEGGING YOU; ANYTHING BUT THIS, PLEASE!" Alphys put her hands together in prayer position and begged Burgerpants miserably, her eyes glistening with painful tears as her entire body suddenly converted itself from being fat, short and (actually really not) ugly into being tall, slender and the absolute sexiest thing alive!
"Hmm...actually, on second thought...which dainty little HOLE would you like to f%#& me in FIRST, my dearly beloved SLUT of a boyfriend?" Alphys playfully and blushingly teased Francis, putting her cat-paw hands on her smooth and slender hips, stroking them up her lovely hourglass-figured waist, caressing her soft and plump and veiny boobs with them, and stroking her gorgeously flowing, cat-eared, hot-pink anime hair as she crossed her long and slender legs and sassily wiggled the adorable little jellybean toes of her sexy little cat feet, cutely and seductively wagging her big fluffy cat-tail excitedly at him all the while.
"ALL OF THEM..." Francis (who had just passed out from sensory overload and fainted head-over-heels onto the floor from the sheer amount of nose blood that Alphys had just caused him to spray out) meekly lifted his right index finger up into the air and whispered exhaustedly.
"Oh sweet dearie me, this is going to be SO much fun..." Burgerpants whispered excitedly to himself as he sassily crossed his legs atop Alphys' central control dashboard, pulled out a pre-cooked tub of popcorn from his pants pocket and eagerly, un-hesitantly let the madness begin!
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