A Motherly Christmas Gift
It was Christmas day, and just in the early morning a man woke up to try and make himself a nice breakfast to relax for the day. The house had been decorated in such a way to invoke some christmas spirit, with some fairy lights hung up on the wall, tinsel around and a large Christmas tree being the center piece of the living room. However as he made his morning coffee and walked into the living room to watch some TV, there was a very large present laid underneath the Christmas tree. He raised an eyebrow, wondering what this gift was and how the hell it even got there. Rather than question it further, he decided to get into the Christmas spirit and start unwrapping the present, tearing off the neatly packed wrapping. As he tore through the packaging he noticed there was a figure starting to emerge that was inside a box, looking like the box was fit more for a toy, though this was certainly a massive one.
The box that this perceived ‘toy’ came in showed a very large figure of an anthropomorphic goat lady wearing a royal branded robe and the following branded on the box ‘Toriel: Advanced Mother Robot’. There were also bulleted points on the box: “Advanced parent robot”, “Performs many tasks and takes care of chores”, “Loves and cares for their user”. He looked through the box with more questions, why this was sent to him and what he was even gonna do with this. That was answered when he saw a slip of paper on the floor next to her, left inside of the wrapping paper.
“Dear son,
we hope you’ve been enjoying your new place. We saw this product on TV and we thought you could really do with some care around the house so we saved up to get you this for Christmas.
Happy Christmas son!
-Love Mom & Dad”
He rolled his eyes and smiled as he figured they’d not trust him to be independent but on the same token he also appreciated the gift as this looked expensive indeed. He left the letter on a table by his side as he opened the top of the box. He then tried to grab the polystyrene casing to try and slide it out of the box, holding in his breath and giving it all his strength as the box was very heavy. Eventually he managed to slide the polystyrene out of the box, laying it flat on his carpeted floor. With it freed, he started to take the top part off and reveal what was inside. And inside was indeed a very large anthropomorphic goat lady, both in height and big in weight, looking plush underneath the robe that was covering her. She looked asleep as her eyes were closed and her arms down by her side, waiting to be activated.
He took some time to read through the instructions, wanting to make sure such a monumental gift was taken care of and not messed up in any way. He began the startup routine, clicking her hidden power button for a few seconds, before her eyes then opened up quickly, slowly lighting up a little as her expression was still neutral. Then she started to speak. “Hello. Thank you for activating Toriel: Advanced Mother Robot. Please wait for activation…” She said in a neutral tone, devoid of emotion as the backlight to her eyes was pulsing slowly, indicating that the process was still going on.
After a few minutes, the sound of a small ding could be heard as she spoke again. “Activation complete. Restarting systems.” She said, taking a bit of time while her eyes pulsed in brightness a little again. Eventually her eyes returned to full brightness and she started to smile a little, lifting herself up and out of the box. Her movements were kind of slow and there was a very subtle sound of motors whirring underneath as there was a lot of weight being carried. She stood up and stepped out of the box, standing up straight with her hands crossed by her front regally. She then looked around, analysing the room before looking at him with a bigger smile. “Hello my child. I am Toriel. I will be your mother if you would like that. What is your name?” She asked in a friendly and caring tone.
He looked her up and down, amazed at the creation standing in front of him, one that was about 6 foot 5 in size, towering over him. He then came to his senses from the distraction of marvelling at her as he responded to her questions. “Oh! Ummm.. y-yeah. That sounds great. Also my name is Clive. But I don’t mind you calling me whatever I guess.” He said, unsure what she wanted as he ironically wanted to give in to her wishes and make her feel more comfortable, despite her being designed to serve his every want.
“I’m glad, my child.” She said, reaching in for a hug, leaning down a little as she wrapped her arms around him, holding him close as her big chest would press up against him, pressing into him as he could feel just how soft and plush her body was under the robe. She then retracted from the hug, looking as if she enjoyed it as she looked at him obediently. “What would you like me to do now? My child.” She asked directly with a smile, wanting to serve him as well as nurture him. He was left red in the face after the hug, enjoying it a little too much as a lot of thoughts were circling around him. He then had to focus in again as he wasn’t sure himself. “Oh. Uhhh… I’m just happy with you doing whatever you think is best for now. I have nothing in mind.” She then thought for a moment, looking as if she was making her own task list as she nodded with a bigger smile. “Understood my child. If there is anything else you would like, please let me know.” She said walking off, with him gazing at her swaying rear, unable to look away as it was so hypnotic.
He shook his head out of the strange desires flowing through his mind as he wanted to remain composed. He didn’t want to see her as anything more than his new pretend mother. He would go through the day as he initially intended, kicking back on the couch and watching some Christmas television. In the background, he’d glance over to the kitchen where Toriel was preparing a pie using the ingredients that were available to her. He smiles and chuckles to himself, enjoying having the help around the house.
As he was watching more TV, suddenly his vision was completely obscured by the towering motherly figure of Toriel who was bending down, presenting the pie on a plate, with her large chest behind it, the cleavage obvious to see. His eyes darted between the pie and her cleavage, blushing a little as he looked up to see Toriel smiling at him lovingly. “I made you a butterscotch pie. I did not have cornstarch so I replaced the ingredient with flour. I did not have vanilla extract so I replaced it with sugar. I did not have-” “It’s okay! I get it… I still really appreciate it, thank you.” He interrupted Toriel with a slight chuckle, as he knew she wouldn’t stop as she listed off every alternative ingredient. “You’re welcome, my child.” She responded cheerfully, not thinking of his interruption as rude.
Before she could go back to cleaning up, he grabbed her arm gently and tried to get her attention. “Wait. You’ve been working a lot. Why don’t you relax with me for a few minutes? You must be exhausted.” He said with some concern to his voice. She then nodded with a smile, clarifying his concerns. “I do not get exhausted, my child. Though I could technically be considered such when my power is low and I am in need of charge. However I would still love to relax with you, my child.” She said, turning around and sitting up straight beside him.
He wasn’t sure how to react with her sitting beside him, with her staring vacantly forward. He wasn’t even sure she was even watching the television. He could feel himself growing more attached to her allure while he was being so close to her, having her body spill over him a little, her breasts so temptingly close even if it was covered by her robe and whatever else underneath. He tried to keep his breathing regulated and his composure solid, however with every second she was there was tempting him more, with his crotch feeling a bit tighter given the rising urges.
After some time, he decided the best course of action was to get out of the situation quickly. “I think I’m feeling a bit tired. I’m gonna take a nap.” He said sheepishly. Toriel then turned her head and smiled even more so. “Let mommy tuck you into bed then, my child.” She said, putting her hands together and resting her head on them, a sweet gesture to add to the motherly behaviour she was showing. He started to blush more, feeling like he was trapped in an eternal flustering spell with no escape. “Uhhh. Sure. That sounds lovely.. heh…” He said, starting to sweat a little.
Suddenly he found himself lifted off his feet and into Toriel’s arms as he let out a shocked gasp and expression, not expecting this specific way of tucking him in. He felt even more flustered as Toriel held him close, his head mushed against her massive breasts which were still covered by her soft feeling robe. “I’m sorry. I do not yet know where your bedroom is. Please could you locate it for me, my child.” She said neutrally with a warm motherly tone still, as he chuckled a little. “Right. It’s just up the stairs and it’s the first room to your left.” he said, hoping she would understand the instructions. She took a bit of time to process but eventually she understood. “Understood.” She said, with a nod and a smile, staring vacantly forward as she started to head up the stairs, the floors creaking loudly as Toriel carried him up with the combined weight of her and him together. The sound of faint whirring could be heard from underneath the soft artificial fur that Toriel had.
Soon they reached his bedroom where Toriel located the bed, lifting up the cover with one arm, still holding him up with the other before slowly lowering him onto the bed, with the cover going over him slowly. She tucked him in well before lowering herself to kiss him on the head. “Sleep well, my child.” She said with a soft and quiet tone before she started to head back down the stairs, the stairs creaking just as loud as before. He struggled to get some rest as the thoughts of Toriel’s body and mannerisms were circling round his head. He desperately wanted to swat them away and get some rest, not letting him see what was supposed to be his mother away from his biological mother as just that, and not some sex toy. However after some restless tossing and turning, and a bulge that was already prominent, he couldn’t help but sit up from his bed, wondering if Toriel had any functionality to relieve him of this growing desire.
He rushed downstairs, his bulge prominent as he got downstairs to see Toriel doing more cleaning of the kitchen. She noticed him enter and stopped what she was doing. “Hello my child. Did you have a good sleep?” She then noticed him looking very uncomfortable and heavy in breath. “Is something wrong? My child. You look flushed.” She asked, looking more concerned. He then took a big sigh of admission, as he then asked very bluntly what he wanted. “Toriel. I’m kind of in need of some… sexual. relief. Is that something you can help with?...” He said nervously, thinking of himself as being a bit of a creep asking that question.
She froze in place for a bit, processing the request, before she kept a neutral expression, looking fairly vacant. “I’m sorry. That is an inappropriate request. Please request something else.” She said, losing some emotion in her voice as if it was a purely scripted response. He looked a bit bummed out, desperately wanting to get a piece of her. “Okay. Sorry.” He said, with Toriel returning to her cleaning, not even considering what just happened as he went back to the instruction booklet, desperate to find some kind of override to give her some kind of adult functionality or something along those lines.
He was struggling to find anything regarding it, however while he was searching through, he glanced over to see Toriel bent over the counter, cleaning it. He could feel his crotch tensing up, his member twitching in preparation as he couldn’t help but satisfy his growing primal urges. He then threw the booklet to the side, walking up to her, trying not to alert her as he lifted up her robe, seeing more of her thick legs and her underwear, covering up her large ass. He saw her rear jiggling a little, the extra padding making her artificial exterior skin shake a little. He enjoyed the fact that she was so completely oblivious to him lifting up her robe. He enjoyed the fact the mother bot was rigid in her programming, focused on her tasks and only aware of her surroundings when moving or if directly asked for attention either physically or verbally.
He then threw her robe up so he could be hands free while her rear was still in view, shaking so temptingly in front of him. He then couldn’t resist as he reached out to lower her underwear, sliding it down before he started to grope her rear, causing her to stop in place, not even looking back at him as she again went through her usual line. “I’m sorry. That is an inappropriate action. Please refrain from performing that action.” She said with the same slightly stoic tone, not disappointed or mad, simply scripted behaviour. Though this time he didn’t stop, instead he continued, kneading into her rear as the grace period her programming would give before she would repeat the warning would end and she’d repeat herself again. “I’m sorry. That is an inappropriate action. Please refrain from performing that action.”
He then started to forcibly turn her around, which was hard to do due to her heavy weight. However as he was starting to turn her around, she would move on her own, taking it as him poking at her to get her attention. “Was there something you needed, my child?” She asked with her usual motherly smile, completely oblivious to what had just happened to her, not looking at him with disapproval, as if the scripted response to his inappropriate actions was completely automatic, without thought or memory.
As she was looking at him, he hesitated for a moment, giving the instinctual behaviour he was acting upon some thought. He thought maybe he was going too far, but then realised the lack of awareness of thought that she had. He continued to tempt his desires as he then decided to start taking off her robe, pulling it over her head and throwing it to the side. This was the final chance for any resistance to show, which had it done, he would stop immediately. However after pulling the robe off of her, she still stared at him with the same slight smile, still completely unaware, simply waiting for a verbal response to her question.
He then began reaching around, unclasping her large bra, letting it fall to the floor before he then gazed upon her thick, nude body, taking in the doughy look of her slightly chubby folds. He took a while taking in the sheer flawlessness of her external skin texture, how it was so smooth and reflected a little the light in the room, emphasising the slight glossiness of it, like silicone. He took in the view of her large breasts that were almost completely artificially round and her folds that looked so tight and inviting. Maybe with different programming she would’ve been a sex doll/robot with a build like that he thought to himself.
“Nothing. Just stand still for a moment. I want to look over you some more.” He said, wanting to keep her in place as she obliged, nodding with approval. “Yes dear. Anything for you.” She said with a warm inviting tone, as he was now starting to finally begin taking off his clothes, throwing them so quickly off like a hungry animal in heat. As he got down to his boxers, they were completely tented, his cock completely erect from the desires that he was finally acting upon after having built up so much through his time being with her. He threw his boxers off, leaving his cock lifted and erect in front of her. Thankfully she was not aware of his nude state and so she did not comment. She treated it like she was just seeing him as usual.
He then started to press himself forward, groping over her breasts and feeling them thoroughly as she gave out the same line as before, her emotion leaving her for a moment while she did. “I’m sorry. That is an inappropriate action. Please refrain from performing that action.” She said again while he started to grind his erect cock over her folds. The particular sensors that she had on her breasts and folds would send out data which would automatically make her moan, increasing the heat inside. “I’m- Oh~ -is an inapp- Oh~ Please refrain from- Oh~” She’d repeat, however her speech was being interrupted by her automatic moaning.
This started to tempt him more, as the automatic responses would arouse him further. He started to put his weight on her, pushing her back against the kitchen counter, as she’d lean back over it from the weight. He continued to feel over her breasts and start kissing over her neck and face as he’d start shifting himself, so that his cock was in position. He then lifted his face off of her as he started to slide his cock inside, causing her moans to get more intense as she tried to repeat her notice, but it was so drowned out in moaning that it was barely intelligible.
He then started to thrust into her with a burning passion and desire, what felt like weeks of built up desire and need was being thrust into her, as he’d grit his teeth and moan out and grunt ferociously, panting while he did. She’d keep looping the same moan, as if this was just basic functionality and not functionality intended to be fully programmed into her yet as it was now her moans being interrupted slightly by her automatic response. “Oh~ Oh~ inappr- Oh~ Oh~ Please- Oh~ from- Oh~ Oh~”
He’d start to pick up the pace, thrusting harder as Toriel would time out waiting for a response from him from the question before and start to try and return to her duties. “If y- Oh~ anything ddd-dea- Oh~ will return to- Oh~ the d-dishes.” She said in her motherly tone, however her speech would start to sound a little glitchy, stuttering slightly as he could feel her getting hotter. Her movements would start to look a little stiffer, less fluid than even the little she had from before. It seemed as if the data from her sensors had no outlet, no way to be processed as it was completely unintended behaviour.
The slight glitches didn’t go unnoticed by him, in fact it seemed to stir an even bigger desire. The realisation that even she was starting to lose it in front of him, that she was coming undone from his actions specifically, and he decided to thrust even harder, moaning and panting more often. “I-I’m ssss- O-Oh~ sorry-ry- Inappropppp- is an inappro- Oh~ Oh~ Ohhh- kzztt Please refrain from-” She said in a more glitchy way her speech even being cut off twice, one from a buzzing sound inside of her and her speech cutting off completely.
“Warning. Data overload. Please reset systems to clear- Please refrain from- from- from-” Her speech would go more monotonous and robotic as she’d speak out her first error message, a sign that things were getting worse internally, especially as her head would start to twitch while looping the “from” at the end. He would nevertheless, grope her breasts firmer, thrust her with more intent. He wanted to drag this out as far as he could, see how far he could push her. He was enjoying the cascading issues, and now curious to see how far it would go in his pleasurable haze.
Suddenly her head would let out a couple of sparks and rotate in a way where it was jittering in one direction as her expression glitched a little and her jaw lowered, trying to look as if she was speaking but getting horribly out of sync. “Error. Error. Failure to process- So-So-Sorry- inappropriate. Please. return to ddd- the dishes- please- please- please- Error. Processing failed. Please reboot-” She’d say in a glitchy way, her core getting hotter as her arms would randomly chop as her legs would make walking motions despite being off the ground.
“Oh fuck Toriel… I’m getting close… hah… fuck~…” He’d pant out, giving her his all as the malfunctions was spurring him on further, bringing him closer to the edge as he knew she was getting closer to hers in a different way. “I just love- Oh~ O-Oh-Oh~ Error. Systems Crrrr- Ple-Please reboot-boot-boo- can mmmm-mommy get you some-somethhh- Ooohhh~” Her voice would warp in pitch a little, speeding up and slowing down as more sparks could be heard internally.
Eventually he couldn’t take it anymore and gave her a few more powerful thrusts before his cock would twitch and erupt with cum fitting out into her artificial folds, quickly coating the internal material of her vaginal module before leaking out, having no place to go as it spilled out onto the kitchen floor. He gave a few tired thrusts and pumps as he panted out, breathing a sigh of relief as he dismounted her, smiling. “Heh. You were a real treat~” He said, spanking her ass as she managed to stand upright again now that the weight was off her.
However she still had all of that unprocessed data within her, which was only cascading as she’d start to aimlessly walk forward, her arms stiffly whirring by her side, chopping every now and again as more sparks fired out and her head would twitch in random directions. “I lll-lo-love he-heelping my child. Ccchhzztt- so great- love- love- Inappropriate- Error. Error. Critical system- tr-treat yyy-you to a ni-ice pie- pie- ppp- Toriel: Advanced Mother Unit is programmed to- Critical system fffaaiilluuuu- kzzttt Error.Error.Error-“ Her voice would start to distort more and speed up and down more frequently, as she was aimlessly walking around vacantly.
“Wai- wait! There’s a table there!” He tried to warn her, which fell on death ears as she hit her leg on the table and tripped on it, collapsing in a way that meant she fell over on her front, ass sticking up and her arms bent in unnatural directions, the motors cracked as her head was laid on the side, jaw damaged as it was stuck open and to the side, barely able to move in line with her glitchy speech.
“I llll-ve to h-hhh-help, my-my chhh-ddd- want to- Error. Please- mmm- programmed to ser-servvee- programmed to- Error.ErrorError-“ Her voice started to speed up as her whole body started to vibrate and shake intensely, as if an energy was building up. Suddenly a loud bang could be heard as a panel blew open, sending pieces of what looked to be a large battery spilling out of her as her voice started to slow down. “I love you my child… I lloovvee yyoouu mmyy cchhiiilllddd… llllooooovvveee yyyoouuuu mmyyyy ccchhhiiiiiiilllllllddddddddddd…” She droned out, as the lights in her eyes faded, left with a puff of smoke coming out of her mouth and rear exposed panel, with the odd spark fitting out of it. The last thing he expected was to have completely totalled his Christmas present. But it was worth it. “Welp. Merry Christmas and a happy new year to me I suppose.” He chuckled to himself, as the TV was playing Christmas songs in the background.