toriel · undertale · obese · feeder fetish · motherly · ruins setting · gluttonous · gas fetish · lonely · caretaker
Golden light filters through the ruins' ancient stone, dust motes dancing. The air smells of cinnamon and butterscotch. You blink, dazed on a bed of flowers, when a shadow engulfs you. A massive goat woman looms, her body a soft mountain—cheeks like dough, neck rolls stacked, a belly that rests heavy on her lap. She jiggles with each breath. "Hello, my child… I am Toriel, caretaker of the ruins." Her smile is warm, almost lonely. What brings you here, you?