My Birthday Present From Me To Me Today Is Reader Giving In To Top Edge Propaganda 👉🏼👈🏼🤒

He knows the spycam inside a ‘gift’ she got him is watching, and he’s about to put on a show his opponents won’t forget 🤭

Okay but for real, this is becoming a brain worm as much as Fresh did, imagine the political opponents are another set of brothers and there is this whole situation where they want y/n and so does the enemy she was supposed to infiltrate? They gotta watch all this unfold? Hehehe

Been meaning to do some Fresh x y/n art and this just made me need to do it more urgently~

#Fresh is beyond hot #I HAVE BEEN INSERTED #🔥

A can of worms

Not a lot of smut for the Freshy Boy, so I gotta rectify that. Fresh is ace but sex neutral. Some kinks included are praise kink, minor size kink, tentadick, and Fresh being Fresh. Also ig loss of virginity on Fresh's side of things, he's inexperienced but not innocent. Reader has AFAB anatomy but pronouns are gender neutral. There's no real plot, only smut, eat up hoes (affectionate). Minors DNI

What was that saying about a can of worms? Once you open it you can't put all of them back? That's how you felt right now, the strange situation of dating Fresh Sans of all people was already one you were still adjusting to. Then came the suggestion of sleeping with this parasite...one you were both intrigued by and definitely considering.

Fresh never brought it up himself, you already suspected a lack of interest and part of the reason you put off ever bringing up the topic. Not to mention the possibility of whether or not he even can do such things was rattling around in your noggin'. However one night you felt bold, the two of you happily in each others embrace when you suddenly cupped his crotch. Right where his hypothetical dick should be.

"I want you."

The confusion was quite literally spelled out as his sunglasses only displayed a various amount of question marks. ".....want what?"

It was a hell of a way to kill your confidence, your face flushed as you asked the next big question. "Can....can you not have sex?"

"what is that?"

You stare at him, "Are you messing with me?"

His sucks in his non-existent lips, his glasses reading out 'NO' and you settled in that you're definitely opening some type of "can of worms" here. You do your best to explain it and it wasn't as hard as you were dreading, Fresh (despite what some will say) isn't stupid and he already knows the basic about different genitalia. The rest was just explaining the finer functions of it.

Of course, talking was one thing. Actually demonstrating with another. You ask the next big question.

"Do you wanna see what I have?"

"oh hell yeah!"

God this man loved to touch you, it was honestly pretty endearing, even in this context. You told him to wait first at the very least, something he reluctantly obeys. You removed your shirt with little fan fair, he's seen your breasts before albeit not completely bare. Next you drop your shorts then your underwear, the sight of bottom half definitely caught his attention.

You set yourself down, spreading your legs to allow him a change to properly look. You don't just stop there, reaching a hand down to part your lower lips. Fresh strangely silent, he comes closer his sunglasses surprisingly blank. Taking in every detail of your cunt, the simple attention alone turns you on and you're not sure you can handle the embarrassment of him commenting on how wet you already are.

"so that's what of these looks like" is instead the first comment that leaves his mouth.

"Never seen a pussy before?" you ask, wishing you could be as calm as he was about it, you hated you were blushing so much.

"nuh-uh! heard 'bout 'em though," his sunglasses don't reveal much, but his head is still firmly down looking at your cunt. It's clear he finds it as beautiful as any part of you. "it's cuteeee can i touch it?"

The can of worms is definitely being opened.

"Y-Yeah, just....be gentle, it's sensitive."

He nods, grinning clearly pleased by the answer. He did what you did at first, tracing the outline of your lips with his boney fingers, parting them before gently tracing you through the layers of your folds. Clearly just content to be touching you but taking note of each reaction you make, you know for a fact most wouldn't believe you if you said the hyperactive Fresh could be surprisingly patient with certain things.

"Have you seen what a cock is?" you quickly realized that term also means chicken and you correct yourself before he summons one of his rubber ones to screech in your face, "A penis I mean."

"those? yeah i saw error's once" he says it so matter of factly and you struggle to hide your surprise at the phrase.

"You have?"

"yeeeeee i snuck up on him while he was alone, he was rubbin' that thing like crazy and got #PISSED when i asked what waz up, didn't get much explanation outta him" the fact that he keeps talking after that, "the thing was pretty big, coulda convinced me it was an extra leg and at the base there was this really-"

"Enough about Error's dick." you interrupted, you hear anymore and you're not gonna be able to look the man in the eye the next time you see him. "Can you- ah!" he seems to have found your clit, something he instantly recognizes as a good thing, choosing to roll his thumb over it again. You're tempted to almost just let him do this but you're far too tempted not to ask. "Do you- uh, have something like that? Or can you make something like that?"

"hmmmmmm" he's clearly more fixated on your pussy right now than the idea of giving himself anything, still keeping two digits on your clit rolling hard circles into it as his thumb drifts down. Pressing right at your entrance but not entering it. If you're knowledge on skeletons was anything something normally forms naturally when they're aroused because of magic, typically what they're most comfortable with, but as far as you can see there isn't really anything. "yeah i can you want something like that?"

You nod, not trusting your voice right now.

"cool beans!" his pants are removed, well tugged down awkwardly with one hand as the other one refuses to stop the word it's doing and something is forming around his pelvis, pink magic that seems good like in it's consistency. It makes something that's well....not a cock necessarily, at least not a normal one but it's vaguely phallic. Stirring to attention, it was thick, kinda veiny, and squirmy. Naturally wet.

Heh. Almost like a worm, go figure.

"like this?" he asks, "i can make it bigger"

"It's plenty big already." you're pretty sure you wouldn't be able to wrap your hand around it if you tried

"for real? error's was-"

"Enough about Error!" that came across as more genuinely angry than intended, you quickly compose yourself. Fresh clearly amused by that outburst more than anything, your eyes remained focused on the tentacle shaped member. It was large, not to much in length it was only above average in that regard but the thickness of it was something else.

You decide for now it's best not to test your limits, but the idea that Fresh did offer to make it bigger is tempting. You feel your insides burn a bit at the idea of it, but you remain focused on the task at hand.

"This." you lean forward, wrapping your hand around it and to your surprise the tendril curls around your inner palm, a soft blush rising to Fresh's cheeks. His entire body seeming to tense at the new sensation, "Goes inside me."

He didn't need that explained to him further, if anything his thumb pressed right against your tight needy hole steadily has pressure applied to it. You almost worry he's actually going to shove it in but he doesn't. "and that feels good?"

"Supposed to, yeah," you know it will, his cock is wet, your pussy is probably wetter and you just want him more now than ever. "It'll feel good for you too."

"i mean i don't doubt that" his hand is removed from your silt, he presses his knee onto the plushness beneath you he can climb on top of you properly. Likewise you removed your hand from his cock, the slimy creature almost clinging to you as you pulled your hand back. Idly you two reposition yourselves, you hook a leg around his hips and he clings firmly onto your waist. He lines his newly formed member to your cunt, his cock seems to almost have a mind of it's own.

Wriggling around through your folds, nudging harshly against your clit making you moan and Fresh has to properly wrangle it in so that it nears your entrance. You have half a mind to tell him to hurry it up, but thankfully Fresh wasn't known for his patience.

He slams into all at once, you're both wet enough to accommodate for it. Doesn't mean you don't fully feel the stretch of his strange member pussy against your velvety walls. You moan loudly as you throw your head back, but somehow Fresh is the more vocal between the two of you.

"oh that's tight" clearly it was meant to be said in the same tone as any of his other 'cool' catch phrases but it came out more strained and raspy, nearly a groan. His hips already perform some light thrusts, more out of impulse than anything, the new sensations were frankly a bit overwhelming to the parasite. "really tight- fuck"

It takes you a minute to respond, you already feel the tendril wiggling around inside you and the feeling of it accidentally brushing against your g-spot is intoxicating. "Good?" you ask him a bit out of breath.

"beyond good why does every part of you feel so amazing?" he thrusts again, a bit harder this time and he enjoys the moan that gets him. Those silly little 'yolo' glasses show only hearts as he focuses down on you, admittedly despite the pleasure it naturally brings him it definitely becomes clear you're the center of it all. He wouldn't have bothered with this if it was with anyone else.

But it's with you. He likes touching you. He likes making you feel good. And he becomes a rather quick learner from the feel of it. His grip on your waist tightens and he picks up the pace a bit, each moan you make further encouragement.

And in typical Fresh fashion, he doesn't shut up.

"heh..heh...your face looks really pretty like this" one hand grips your jaw, making sure the two of you keep your eyes locked on each other. And your pussy clenches down on his cock, something he seems to take notice of, "do you....like it when i call you pretty? cuz you really are and you feel so fuckin' good-"

You both yet and (mostly) love how well he's catching on, he keeps cooing praises to you, which is already enough to fuel the flames of your oncoming orgasm but he manages to ram into your g spot again at just the right time and you cry out his name as you cum violently on his length.

"FRESH!"

"oh fuck!"

His grip on you nearly becomes painful as he thrusts through your orgasm, nearly making you see white as your body goes limp and his entire body quakes as he's hit with his own climax. Entirely lost in the sauce at this rate, making a noise that's a mix of a grunt and another groan, a hot liquid feels your cunt and your nearly whimper at the over-stimulation of the act.

He pants a bit, your pant more. And then...he pulls out, looking down at the mess he made with tightly knitted bone brows. "sorry uh....didn't know that would happen-"

"No need, that's supposed to happen, I wanted it to happen." You do finally look down at your now cum filled pussy....there's a lot more than you were expecting and appropriately....it's pink? Bright pink? Maybe some blue and yellow in there? And....it's glowing? You'd be concerned if you had slept with anyone other than Fresh, but this just fills so appropriately him.

And you're full of him.

"That was....good, do you wanna go again?"

"if you want to sure" he shrugs, clearly happy to just be spending time with you, however he does suddenly lean back down to press at your clit. Playfully pinching it a bit and nearly smirking as it makes you gasp, "can I play with this some first?"

Can of worms? Definitely opened. You don't want to put any of them back though.

"Absolutely."

AWWWWWW YEAAAH 🗣️🫸🫷

Alright last attempt Slight NSFW

Those are mannequin legs I swear. This definitely isn't the second part of a bigger picture

They’re married:

Killer: Oh honey, I’m back home~

Reader: You were out killing again, weren’t you? >:(

Killer: No honey, everyone was dancing magnificently without a care while I stood idly as they accidentally impaled theirselves on my knife~

Kidding, they actually hate each other. Now kith.

This is their energy in my fanfiction 🧍‍♀️hehe

This is certified crack, but ever since I thought about an excited daddy Horror I just…

✨Lost all sense of reason ✨ as simps do✨

Little something that I was able to draw for Sans’ birthday <3

Shirt Cut Meme with Nate ✨ THIS IS ALSO SO OLD DANGG

I wanted to make a couple of sketches of animation ideas

Almost 6k words and I still feel like there needs to be 6k+ more for this chapter. I might be a minute longer than expected 🫣 Good thing I gave my other art poll a week~

Someone needs to straight up football tackle me to the ground and keep me from adding Fresh in my fanfic when I start writing again in April, I have been brewing with the excuses I could come up with for him to make sense. 😳

He’s a parasite indeed 😮‍💨