Not The First Time

And it will not be the last. (( An 18+ blog for a hyper sized, adult: Chara, Frisk, and Kris of varying degrees. Expect vore and excessive consumptions of things as well as general hyper chicannery. If this blog and it's name seem familiar to you... shhhh))

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[charanivoracious]

C: It has been a rather uneventful afternoon. C: I suppose I cannot complain.

((Felt the sleep-deprived urge to doodle Chara just lying there doing nothing. I may have made their ass slightly bigger than I have previously. Guess their donk really is still growing by the day. ))

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Pink Thing, but now in water!

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The fact they don't scale objects for the sizes of these women sure is a reoccurring problem huh.

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Rhonda will be fine, probably.

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Ended up posting this after it already snowed here oops, it's gotta still be autumn somewhere in the world.

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It's actually probably easier than trying to sit in a chair like this.

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More Leg than Woman at this point tbh.

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Image that reminds people Flo exists.

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How much does Kris enjoy being a monster? :)

M!K: A lot.

M!K: A lot.

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Monster Kris, how big and tall are you compared to Asriel?

M!K: I'm about ten feet tall.

M!K: I haven't seen Asriel in a moment so I cannot really compare our heights.

M!K: I don't usually keep track of those things.

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Could Monster Kris step on me please?

M!K: I mean, I guess I can.

The large monster stood imposingly over the anonymous being, gazing over them while sizing them up a bit. They let out a sigh and then lift up one of their monstrous paws, easily the size of the grey creatures torso. Then with very little pomp, circumstance, and effort, slammed it onto the anon's chest, pressing them back and down to the ground with a weighty THOOM. The anon completely pinned by the sheer heft of the Dreemurr's tree trunk of a leg as they leaned into the stomp. Looking down at the person trapped beneath them.

M!K: I'm not responsible if you break a rib.