Headmaster Toriel

Reintroducing Toriel Dreemurr, the matriarch of the Dreemurr family and the headmaster of Dreemurr Academy! She's sporting a slightly different design for her Clearwater incarnation, setting her apart for this universe and giving her a distinct family resemblance to Asriel. The other boss monsters might be receiving similar design overhauls going into the future, so stay tuned!

Toriel © Toby Fox

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Frisk descended the stairs of the house, leading down into the foyer. She yawned, looking down in disgust as her stomach growled. It was a Monday night, the day after classes had started up for the fall, and the former human was already exhausted. She couldn't sleep, at least not well. The stress of reacquainting to school life was bearing down on her and she had woken up in the middle of the night, nearly at the stroke of one in the morning. "Little late to call this a midnight snack..." she thought, quietly shuffling toward the kitchen once she made it to the bottom floor. She moved like a zombie right up until she heard something coming from the Dreemurr kitchen. It sounded like someone was shuffling around in the fridge. "What the..." Frisk blinked and rubbed her eyes, a bit of adrenaline giving her the focus she needed to start walking softly. She tiptoed to the large entryway and peeked through stealthily, being careful to not reveal herself. Her eyes widened.

Her adoptive mother, no, her real mother at this point, the headmaster of Dreemurr Academy, and a well respected and powerful magic caster was fully in the nude and gorging herself on a massive pie that looked like it had been freshly baked. Frisk watched on in stunned surprise as Toriel's midsection expanded with every bite of the pie she took, the round and soft white belly swelling and wobbling with her movement. It was such a bizarre sight that Frisk was nearly transfixed, only averting her eyes to take cover in the hall when Toriel's vision passed over the hall entrance. "What is she doing in there...? Is she trying to make herself fat?"

"Mmm... that hit the spot," Toriel said from the kitchen, making Frisk inch closer again to listen. "Now, I just have to remember what that girl said. Pull the mana from an alternate source." With the snap of her finger, a purple flame lit up, casting a foreboding light over the fattened, completely nude matriarch. "Fascinating... it works! It's like it costs me nothing to cast like this!"

Frisk blinked. "Wait a minute... is this that lipomancy thing that we had a seminar on today?" The young goat recalled the guests that Toriel had brought on stage at the opening ceremony, an gazelle unitian and three arcerans, one of them being Glace Snowflake of all people. Apparently, they used this kind of magic to save the world over the summer, repelling a Blackwave meteor attack. "And, so... mom's learning it? Why?"

"Just for fun! I haven't really been casting for recreational purposes since I was very, very young," Toriel called out, projecting her voice a bit. Frisk's blood instantly ran cold, especially when Toriel continued, "Magic can still be enjoyable to learn and experience, even if you know a lot about it. Don't you agree, my child?" 

Frisk was stunned for several seconds, but she wasn't the type to turn and run in fear. "You knew I was watching?" she said, admitting defeat and revealing herself. 

"The whole time," Toriel giggled. "You really shouldn't be up this late... Admittedly, I was trying to do this at night so no one would catch me in this state, haha... Lipomancy requires quite a bit of excess body fat!"

Frisk glanced down at her mother's body. "I see that..."

"But, it does work!" Toriel said brightly. "I was so excited hearing about it from Ms. Nabwana that I wanted to experience it for myself. This is an incredibly important discovery for Unity's future!" She giggled, her face flushing red. "I also kind of enjoy the part where I get to indulge my love of delicious treats... You understand though, right?"

The youngest boss monster flashed a thumbs up. "You don't need to explain it to me, mom. I'm glad that it's fun for you. Now, uh... I just wanted to get a midnight snack so I can get some sleep. Do we, uhm... still have any pie? That won't make me huge instantly, I should add?"

Toriel nodded, turning to her side and making her fat body jiggle all over the place. "There is always pie, my child."