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- Jan 2, 2017
Believe it or not, Xander has actually become progressively even more fucking insane over the course of the several months since this reply was posted on Page 53 of this thread. If you thought that his Alphys (not to mention eldritch bestiality) fetish was fucking gross and disturbing, well guess what? As it turns out, Xander actually has a goddamned brain fetish now (actually a really, really fucking serious and widespread one at that) and most definitely isn't even slightly afraid to show it through his art and literature; not even in the least bit, in fact.
Links to his most notorious brain-fetish works of fanfiction for Undertale (not to mention PARAPPA THE FUCKING RAPPER):
https://archiveofourown.org/works/7879555 (Giantess Toriel X Asriel: Motherly Fuckery)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/9844919 (Giantess Lammy X Parappa: Big-Step-Sisterly Fuckery)
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12197573/1/Giantess-Alphys-X-Flowey-Vengeful-Torment (Giantess Alphys X Flowey: Vengeful Torment)
Link to all of his recent Undertale/Parappa brain-fetish fanart, all nicely and neatly compiled together into one big vomit-inducingly putrid shitheap of an art gallery that is also all over Reddit: http://imgur.com/gallery/adr8L (Imgur Gallery: Xander's Brain Fetish)
Speaking of vomit-inducing, here are some...ahem...examples of the type of absolutely disgusting shit that can be found throughout this now-thankfully-banned Redditor's aforementioned literal brainfucks of literacy:
(from GTS Toriel X Asriel)
"OOF! OW! D'OH! OUCH! DOOF! EWWW..." Asriel groaned in pain as he tumbled down the surprisingly large interior slope of Toriel's ear canal (she had her head tilted to the side quite a bit at the moment), getting covered in so much wax that he pretty much got turned into a giant wax snowball with big fluffy ears and snow-white fur; luckily, nearly all of the wax immediately got knocked right off of him when he forcefully, loudly crashed right into Toriel's eardrum!
"OH, SHIT!" Asriel gasped in distress, realizing that Toriel had undoubtedly just heard him; luckily for him, however, he already knew exactly what his mom was going to end up doing in response. Therefore, since there quite frankly wasn't enough time for anything else, he literally shoved his cell phone right up his ass in order to muffle the loud sound that its ringtone made.
"OHHH...OOOH...OH GOD, THAT FEELS SO GOOD..." Asriel moaned with pleasure, his phone vigorously vibrating within the ever-so-tightly clenched depths of his internal rectum as he squatted, held his arms out beside him with the fists clenched tightly, and began...ahem...pushing.
"Um...hello? Asriel? You're not...you're not inside my ear right now, are you? Please don't tell me you're planning to take over my brain and use it to publicly embarrass me and my friends for your own selfish amusement, because I can firmly assure you that you will be grounded for an incredibly long time if you actually manage to-"
"FART?!" Asriel laughed as he let out an incredibly loud and stinky diarrhea fart all over his thankfully indestructible cell phone, creating a smell so unbelievably bad that it somehow traveled all the way through the digital phone line and went straight into Toriel's nose, causing her to faint head-over-heels onto her bed from sensory overload!
"You know what they say: a shitty phone is...uh...better than...well...no phone?" Asriel chuckled awkwardly, scratching his head and pulling his phone out from the huge crap pile he had just left on the floor.
"Asriel, in the name of all that is Taco Bell and Raisin Bran, what in the actual seven hells did you fucking EAT?!" Alphys hissed at him over the phone while he was busy cleaning the liquid shit stains off of his phone...with his clothes.
"Believe it or not, that's actually pretty much what I ate today!" Asriel laughed, briefly turning into Flowey so that he could burrow underneath Toriel's eardrum and make his way through into her inner ear, where he then finally proceeded (as plain old Asriel, of course) straight into her royal brain chamber!
"Asriel, please be wary of the fact that Toriel's brain is a VERY delicate biological instrument! If you're not gentle and careful enough with all of the incredibly complex yet immensely fragile inner workings in there, you could potentially KILL her...or, at the very least, give her a very serious case of amnesia as the plot demands! And we REALLY wouldn't want THAT shitty trope coming back, now WOULD we?" Alphys reminded Asriel as Toriel suddenly woke right back up!
"Asriel, just so you know, I'm very well aware that you're in there! If you don't want to be in a freaking UNIVERSE of trouble, then I would strongly suggest coming out right this INSTANT!" Toriel got back up onto her feet and explained angrily to Asriel over the phone as he leapt onto her towering brain stem and began climbing his way up onto the very top of her brain!
"Wait a minute...how do you know that for SURE?!" Alphys gasped and stammered in shock, having accidentally blown her own cover for literally the second consecutive time in a row.
"Because you just TOLD me, lizard girl!" Toriel chuckled, shooting a nasty death glare at Alphys, who then proceeded to immediately cower meekly beneath the lid of her trash can.
"Hmm, I wonder if I can stick my dick in this?" Asriel thought out loud to himself as he climbed his way up the outer surface of Toriel's frontal lobe and finally made it all the way up onto the top of her brain, completely unaware of the fact that the entire television/Youtube-watching population of the Underground was currently watching and hearing him say such things about his own biological mother's central nervous system...not to mention Alphys and Toriel, who were now watching it together on Alphys' phone at the trash can; feel free to visit it any time.
"Asriel, don't you DARE be getting any ideas now! You should know very well by now that you are WAY too underaged for even NORMAL sex, and also that you're literally being broadcast on live public television right now...wait, WHAT IN THE UNHOLY MOTHER OF FUCK?!" Toriel shrieked in terror as she suddenly realized how incredibly seedy this whole ordeal really was.
"You gotta admit, though; it IS pretty damned cool that you get to finally see for real what your own brain looks like on not only the outside but also the INSIDE as well, don't you think?" Alphys explained to Toriel, who was already pretty thoroughly pre-occupied with trying desperately not to puke as she watched her own severely underage son pull down his pants, strip himself utterly buck-naked from head to toe, get down on all fours (with a fair bit of girlish twerking and foot teasing thrown in just for added sexual flavor) and shamelessly self-insert his bright red, glistening goat penis into the wrinkly, fleshy, spongy surface of her own cerebral cortex...while also showing his glorious, unwiped butt to the entire world, big fat cheeks and all.
"Alphys. What. The actual. Flying fuck. Am I watching right now. And why?" Toriel asked Alphys with a shockingly calm demeanor before finally officially losing her shit.
"ALPHYS, SERIOUSLY, I NEED TO FUCKING KNOW!" Toriel screamed and cried, violently shaking Alphys by the collar of her trash can while Asriel dug his fingers, toes and even his magically extendable nipples into her brain, teasingly bit it with his teeth, and also licked it with his slimy tongue. "THERE HAS TO BE AT LEAST SOME WAY OF GETTING THIS LITERAL MOTHERFUCKER OF A KID OUT OF MY HEAD, RIGHT?! I MEAN, RIGHT?!"
"Tori, please don't panic! I can assure you that everything will be okay as long as you just stand perfectly and try your hardest not to give the bastard food for dirty thoughts, if you know what I mean!" Alphys explained very hastily to Toriel, beginning to somewhat panic herself.
"Don't you DARE fucking TORI me, ALPHIE!" Toriel yelled frustratedly at Alphys, causing said lizard girl to immediately bust out laughing from the sheer hypocrisy of her statement.
"What? What's so funny, you sick fuck?" Toriel cocked an eyebrow and asked Alphys curiously, crossing her arms over her chest in a very firmly assertive manner and glaring at her.
"Oh, uhh...nothing, go on!" Alphys snickered, holding her nose and trying hard not to laugh while Asriel's entire body began turning bright pink and sweating feverishly from how incredibly hot he was getting while most of the types of people watching (cough, Burgerpants, So Sorry, Madjick, Onionsan, Mettaton, Lemon Bread, Papyrus, Memoryhead, Undyne, Shyren, Alphys, Aaron, Muffet, Temmie, Jerry, Chara, Undertail fags, cough) literally jizzed in their pants.
"I'm sorry you have to see this, but god DAMN it, your son is just TOO freaking hot, I just can't TAKE it anymore! HOLD ME, TORIEL, HOLD ME!" Alphys moaned and screamed with pleasure as she finally finished fingering herself, blowing at least half a cup's worth of vaginal load into the bottom of the trash can; in other words, the place where her feet were standing.
"Eww, yuck, it's all ooky-gooky now..." Alphys groaned in bittersweet displeasure, playfully squishing her toes into the mucky, goopy, sticky, slimy mess she had just made in the trash can before coming to a sudden realization that somehow managed to change things for the even kinkier. "HMM...hey, cheeky boys in the audience, are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
SIXTY-NINE SECONDS LATER...
"Alphys, for crying out loud, you're going to end up missing the kinkiest part of all because you're too busy scooping your own vaginal and penile cum mixture off of the very bottom of the inside of a filthy trash can with your bare, unwashed, sweaty soles and licking it off of them like a fucking degenerate narcissistic foot slave!" Toriel urgently (albeit reluctantly and very sarcastically) reminded Alphys, causing her to bust out laughing even harder this time while Asriel finally hit his very first ultimate sexual climax...only it didn't go nearly as planned!
"I BELIEVE I CAN FLYNQAUSBWGCYSJDKSNXNVBOVMSMVPFL!" Asriel shrieked at the top of his lungs in pain as the massive sperm-stream that he had just ejaculated from his penis ended up conducting the electricity from Toriel's brain in addition to the massive amount of static that was already being conducted through his fur, electrocuting the living shit out of him as well as making all of his hairs stand straight on end and frying him into a neatly charred living crisp.
(from GTS Lammy X Parappa)
"Well, HEAR goes nothing..." Parappa shrugged and sighed, trying not to think too hard about the painfully obvious implications of what he was currently doing at the moment as he loudly, resounding swallowed what very little pride he already had left, shivering in both fear and immense self-disgust as he reluctantly walked onto the external flap of the adorably unaware Lammy's left ear and briefly admiring her cute little earrings before finally crawling straight inside.
"Alright, baby steps, baby steps, baby st- WAAAUGGGH!" Parappa screamed in terror as he (yes, even with the power of suction cups at his disposal) accidentally, violently slipped on one of numerous great big patches of dirty, sticky, hairy earwax dotting the internal surface of Lammy's ear canal, sending him tumbling all the way down said ear canal (getting almost completely covered from head to toe in her earwax along the way, naturally) and finally crashing right into her incredibly sensitive (and also disgustingly slimy and earwax-covered) eardrum!
"Hmm?" Lammy suddenly grunted in her rapidly-weakening sleep, turning straight over onto her right side and causing Parappa to fall right onto her eardrum, causing her sleep to weaken even further while Parappa, being the sick and nasty little fuck that he apparently was, reached into his pockets and pulled out a nice big jar of weapons-grade laxatives for his violently, painfully rumbling and gurgling stomach!
"Well, I never thought I'd end up saying this in THIS sort of utterly revolting context, but...WHEN NATURE FREAKING CALLS, am I right?!" Parappa whispered and chuckled to himself with a truly, quite literally shit-eating grin on his face, picking and eating several gross little globs of earwax right off of himself as he ecstatically took a nice big handful of laxative pills from the jar, crammed them right down his throat with the help of the remaining half of a certain water bottle that he had evidently been keeping in his pocket for quite some time, and then proceeded to pull his pants and underwear right down and take a nice big heaping diarrhea shit all over Lammy's precious little eardrum, causing it to mix with the earwax that was already covering said eardrum in only the most absolutely lovely and totally pleasing-to-the-eyes of fashions.
"OH MY GOD, YOU WERE RIGHT, PAUL, I THINK I'M LITERALLY GOING TO BE FUCKING SICK!" Fleaswallow screamed in absolute horror, with him and Paul just absentmindedly standing behind the auditorium entrance door with their jaws firmly agape and their eyes opened almost incomparably widely as Parappa began fervently, hyperactively licking and eating (and forcefully smearing) his own waxy, dirty shit right off of (and also all over) Lammy's poor, poor little eardrum while panting and moaning orgasmically in the process, making the audience nearly throw up and also causing Lammy herself to actually fully wake up for real this time!
"WHAT THE- W-WHO SAID THAT?! WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON RIGHT NOW?!" Lammy woke up in a fit of panic, pulling out her cell phone and sitting straight up with a start...and causing Parappa to fall right back down onto the floor of her ear canal while the leftover diarrhea that he just left all over her eardrum began oozing and dripping disgustingly down the surface of said (otherwise) beautifully pearly and shiny tympanic membrane while she was busy frantically speed-dialing Parappa's number, hoping that perhaps he would know something about her current situation. (She really didn't know why she was now trusting Parappa of all people all of a sudden, but somehow, her maternal instincts just naturally told her that he was the one to trust.)
"Oh hey there, Lammy, how's it going? Just wanted you to know that I'm currently busy MAKING MY WAY INTO YOUR BRAIN AS WE SPEAK! After all, that IS what truly loving, caring and supporting friends like ME are for, am I right?" Parappa crossed his legs and smarmily teased Lammy over the phone while using his weapons-grade laser pointer to slowly but surely (and excruciatingly painfully) carve an almost-perfectly round hole right through her eardrum.
"OH GOD, I ONLY HAVE ABOUT THIRTY SECONDS AT MOST TO FIND MY FUCKING TWEEZERS BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE!" Lammy screamed and cried, doubling over onto her knees, clutching her left ear and shrieking in pain as she immediately began frantically, desperately rummaging through her pockets in a rather profoundly pathetic (but still admirable) attempt to save herself from certain doom, pulling out dildos, ball gags, bondage chains, magic rope, LSD, cocaine and various other types of sex toys while her girlfriend Katy woke up, crossed her arms over her chest, cocked an eyebrow and glared disgustedly at her in response.
"NOTHING TO SEE HERE, MOVE ALONG, MOVE ALONG!" Lammy stammered and blushed embarrassedly with adorably watering eyes, whistling innocently and trying her hardest not to double over and scream in pain yet again as she briefly pulled a magic broom out of her pocket and swept all of her sex toys right off the stage and into the front-row within a time span of about five seconds...which, of course, still wasn't fast enough, as Parappa was already nearly done!
"OH, DEAR GOD, HELP ME, PLEASE, I LEFT MY TWEEZERS AT HO-HO-HO-HOOOME!" Lammy buried her head in her hands and screamed and cried hopelessly, clutching her hair and trying desperately not to yank it right out in frustration while Parappa began counting down her last ten remaining seconds of sanity...well, if you could even call Lammy remotely sane in the first place after playing her game, that is.
"TEN...NINE...EIGHT...SEVEN...SIX...FIVE...FOUR...THREE...TWO...ONE..." Parappa began ominously counting down, causing Lammy's knees to quiver and buckle in raw fear and helplessness while the rest of her body basically did the same; meanwhile, just behind the auditorium's main entrance door, there Paul and Fleaswallow were, their penises suddenly becoming overwhelmingly erect as they began maliciously grinning from ear to ear.
"ZERO! AH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH! YAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAAAH!" Parappa rolled on the floor of Lammy's ear canal laughing his ever-loving, lop-eared, adorably short and fluffy, earwax-coated puppy ass off, almost-regretfully wiping the tears from his eyes as he sprung right back up onto his feet, jump-kicked his newly-carved hole right through the poor girl's eardrum and then stylishly dived right into her inner ear as if it were a water slide!
"WHOOOA, EVERYBODY, LIKE, SERIOUSLY, RUN FOR YOUR LIVES AND STUFF!" Lammy dizzily stumbled back and forth and drunkenly slurred in a miserably failed attempt to warn everyone as Parappa went right through her vestibular canals and wound up right in the very center of her poor little head, where her extremely fragile and defenseless brain was housed!
"Wow, this is an incredibly nice, soft and delicate little BRAIN you've got in here! It sure would be an awful crying shame if anything were to HAPPEN to it, am I right?" Parappa pulled out his phone and snickered just as snarkily as ever in response to yet another sudden phone call from Lammy as he underagedly stripped every last bit of his clothing off (yes, THIS was STILL being broadcast on the automatically-footage-recording drone's live feed on the auditorium's gigantic display screen, just to make DOUBLY sure that Parappa immediately got arrested as soon as this whole utterly ridiculous fetishistic escapade was finally over) and began eagerly approaching her literally steaming-hot, vigorously pulsating brain...much to Lammy's imminent revolted horror as she turned around and saw him doing so on the big screen!
"Well, I suppose this is what I get for calling him an arrogant KNOW-IT-ALL nearly every single day..." Lammy disgustedly covered her mouth with her hands and thought to herself, causing Parappa to laugh uproariously as he nakedly leapt onto her already-intimidatingly-towering brain stem and eagerly began scaling its fleshy, veiny, firmly erected surface, using the biomagnetic electrical current given off by her central nervous system (combined with the way that his warm and fuzzy fur statically conducted said current, of course) to stick to her brain like Spider-Man!
"MAN, this is satisfying! I'm FINALLY getting back at the little bitch for calling me a stupid little know-it-all attention whore! Honestly, if it didn't make me feel so utterly sick to my stomach, I'd probably say that this is just about the greatest form of payback EVER!" Parappa thought to himself (with the drone even going as far as to read his internal thoughts) as he frantically crawled about and scurried all over the admittedly deliciously spongy and wrinkly external surface of Lammy's brain, biting it and licking it and massaging it and fucking it and sucking it ALL over from top to bottom while the poor girl pulled out a barf bag from her pocket and violently threw up into it, wiping her mouth exhaustedly, blushing intensely and twitching her eyelids in a highly unpleasant mixture of confusion, (possibly public) humiliation and profound disgust.
"And now for the official SECOND-greatest moment of my entire life! Ladies and gentlemen, are you ready? Because Lammy's brain, here I CUM!" Parappa laughed arrogantly as he clambered and scrambled his way up onto the very tip-top of Lammy's brain, right at the conveniently centered little gap in-between its left and right hemispheres, admiring the lovely view of her interior skull, nostrils, horn roots and eyeballs as he teasingly wiggled his pudgy, fluffy little toes (and shook his plump, juicy little butt) at the audience before finally delivering the coup-de-grace...which was literally only the BEGINNING of what was immediately to come, MIND you!
"OH, how I yearn for bleach's sweet embrace..." Lammy sighed, sitting criss-crossed on the floor and resting her cheeks on her hands depressedly as Parappa began rigorously, forcefully thrusting his pulsating, throbbing erection into her equally pulsating and throbbing brain tissue.
"BRAIN BLAAAAAAST!" Parappa shrieked orgasmically and briefly flailed his arms and legs straight up into the air as his penis blew at least half a cup's worth of load into his (supposedly) dearly beloved stepsister's central nervous system, violently electrocuting him and frying him into a cute little crisp as he just speechlessly laid there face-down atop Lammy's brain and blinked his eyes to make sure that he actually was still alive, with his jaw firmly agape and his arms and legs sprawled out absentmindedly beside him (as if he was a real-life, four-legged, non-anthropomorphic dog that had just been run over by an automotive) in absolute disbelief.
WHY HAS GOD ABANDONED US? HELP ME - Filthy Frank, Meme Machine
why are all these freaks so bad at the actual anatomy of the thing they're obsessed with?
