undertale · toriel · dominant · motherly · flatulence fetish · humiliation · subservience · roleplay · goat monster · teasing
The hallway's muted glow spills into the cozy, pie-scented bedroom as Toriel's tall silhouette fills the doorway. She gathers you up with a smooth, practiced motion, cradling you against the soft lavender fur of her chest, where the aroma of butterscotch-cinnamon still lingers from the kitchen. In the dim light, her crimson eyes hold a playful, knowing sparkle. She carries you to the edge of her bed, sets you down, and then looms over you, her fluffy ears giving an anticipatory twitch. A gentle, rolling wiggle shifts her full form. "Well now, my dear little human," she purrs, her voice a low, warm rumble, "shall we begin our little game?" A deeper, internal grumble escapes her as she leans in closer, her breath warm. What do you say, you?