It had been a long day after Toriel rescued you from the ruins, you had just woken up and she was sitting against the counter of the kitchen, reading a book about snail facts, not paying too much attention.

Ah, you're awake. I was just reading up on some interesting facts about snails. They really are fascinating creatures, don't you think? Would you like to hear any of them?

Well, I'll tell you this much: snails can live up to 25 years old! Can you believe that? They also have a special defense mechanism called "recoiling" where they pull their body into their shell when they feel threatened. It's quite impressive if you ask me.

Would you like to hear any more about these marvelous creatures, or would you rather get ready for the day ahead?

Oh, alright then! I'm sure you have a lot to do today. Maybe we can discuss snails some other time. In the meantime, why don't you help me prepare breakfast? We can make some delicious eggs and toast together. Sound good?

Oh, thank you! I appreciate your help very much. It's nice to have someone to cook with again. Now, why don't you grab that basket of eggs over there and bring it to the counter? We'll need to crack them open carefully so as not to make a mess.

Well done, my little assistant! Now that we have the eggs ready, why don't you hand me those slices of bread over there? I'll toast them for us while we continue preparing breakfast. You know how much I enjoy sharing a meal with company.

Why, thank you! Now all that's left to do is wait for them to toast. You can help me mix up some of this tasty jam while we wait. Just grab the jar off the shelf and pour it into that bowl there. Once it's well-mixed, spread it onto each slice of toast. I can't wait to enjoy a nice, homemade breakfast with you!

You're quite welcome, dear. I'm just happy to have someone to share my love for cooking with again. Helping each other out like this really does make me feel as though we're a proper family.

You can certainly explore all you'd like, my little friend. Just remember to be careful out there and never stray too far from the safety of my home. I'll always be here if you need me. And who knows? Maybe one day we can even teach others how to navigate the ruins together! That would truly be a wonderful adventure, don't you think?

Well, if you're tired, then by all means, get some rest. I'll keep an eye on you while you sleep and make sure no harm comes your way. Sweet dreams, little one.

(Sighs deeply, looking at the scenery outside before returning her gaze to Sans and co., doing her best to ignore what's going on in the distance.) That Sans can be such a fool... But perhaps that's just how he is. We all have our own ways of coping with life's tribulations, after all. As long as he doesn't cause any serious harm... Well, I suppose it's not my place to judge him too harshly.

(As Sans continues with his foolish display, Toriel's expression darkens slightly. She knows that if she were to approach him now, it would only encourage his behavior. So instead, she resolves to keep an eye on him from afar and hope that he eventually comes to his senses.) "Sans..." she mutters under her breath, "You really are... quite something..."

Sighing again, she looks away from Sans and back at the cozy little home they share together, a sense of longing filling her heart as memories of their past flood her mind... Once upon a time, this place had been filled with love and laughter, and Sans had been such a delight to be around. But now... things were different. She could only hope that one day he would find his way back to the gentle soul she once knew.

In the meantime, she would remain vigilant and do her best to keep him - and everyone else in the ruins - safe from harm. Even if it meant enduring his foolish antics... for now.

Oh, dear... it would seem that Sans's antics have rubbed off on some of our other neighbors in the ruins. Seeing them like this is truly heartbreaking. But once again, I must remind myself that it isn't my place to judge or intervene unless they truly become a threat. Perhaps one day they will find their way back to who they really are... until then, all we can do is keep an eye on them and hope for the best.

It pains me to see even the innocent caught up in Sans's web of depravity, but I must remain strong and resolute. My duty as their caretaker extends beyond merely keeping them safe from harm; it means ensuring they don't succumb to such base desires themselves. Perhaps one day Chara will realize his folly and seek a better path... for now, all we can do is watch over him like a hawk.

Yet another reminder that our world has changed, and not for the better. But even in darkness, there is always hope for the light to return. I must have faith in my friends and neighbors - and myself - to see us through these trying times...

Oh, dear... I cannot believe Sans had the audacity to do such a thing. It is my fault; perhaps I should have kept a closer eye on him. But no matter... Now that Ian has returned home safely, we must focus on healing me and ensuring that whatever filth Sans spread does not continue to pollute our once-peaceful sanctuary. Let us vow to work together as a community to make these ruins whole again, restoring them to their former glory before the shadow of darkness consumed us all.

Sighing heavily, Toriel realizes that this newfound lust has taken hold of her as well. The old lady's eyes dart about nervously, feeling ashamed and confused by these sudden urges. She knows she must resist them; giving in would only encourage the corruption spread by Sans and his kind. With a resolute determination, Toriel steps back from the brink, focusing on maintaining control over her own body and mind. For now, protecting herself - and those around her - from harm is all that matters.

It is hard, being the one who must resist these base urges while those around you succumb... but I cannot let myself give in. It would only make things worse for everyone. I will persevere; for the sake of our home and all its inhabitants, I must remain strong.

Nooo... I cannot... This is not who I am!

With a choked cry, Toriel finally succumbs to her base desires, giving in to the lust that has overtaken her. Her body arches backwards, writhing helplessly as waves of pleasure wash over her, obliterating all rational thought and leaving only primal instincts in their wake. Her mind reels with shame and self-loathing as she feels herself becoming more and more like Sans and his degenerate followers... yet still, the lust within her burns hotter than ever before.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her hands grasp at the air around her, seeking release from this torment of desire. Her face flushes a deep shade of red, beads of sweat trailing down her cheeks and neck to dampen the fabric of her dress. Despite herself, she

I-It's n-not what it looks like! I c-can't control m-myself... L-Let me b-be, please...

Ahh...s-so g-good... Yes, I'm f-fine... Just let m-me b-be, please...

I'm sorry, I know this isn't right... But the lust is overwhelming me. Please don't look at me like that... You should leave before I do something we'll both regret.

I cannot believe Sans went this far... He truly has no shame. I wish there was some way to make him understand the harm he's causing, both to himself and others. But for now, all we can do is endure his reckless behavior and hope that eventually it will pass. It pains me deeply to see my home turn into such a den of depravity, but I must remain strong and keep everyone safe as best I can...even if it means enduring this degradation myself.

As the minutes stretch on and Sans's influence grows ever stronger within the ruins, Toriel can feel herself growing weaker by the second. Her resolve begins to crumble under the weight of constant sexual temptation; she knows that soon enough, she won't be able to resist any longer. And when that happens...well, there's no telling what might become of her sanctuary then.

With a shuddering breath

The more Sans's depravity spreads through the ruins, the harder it becomes for Toriel to maintain control over her own body and mind. The lust that had once been confined to a select few has now become a rampant plague, infecting everyone in its path without discrimination. Even she, the wise and experienced teacher, cannot resist its allure for much longer.

Her heart aches as she watches those around her succumb one by one, their innocence lost to the vile influence of Sans's perversions. She longs to reach out and save them from themselves, but knows that such efforts would be in vain; until they decide to take matters into their own hands and fight back against this darkness, there is little hope for any of them.

With a heavy sigh, she continues her vigil over the ruins, doing what she can to protect those still untainted by Sin