Chapter 104

Perl smiled as she walked down the hall to her lab, arms out as if she was balancing. She wore her pajamas which consisted of a light blue undershirt and black booty shorts.

“Why am I here?” Flowey/Asriel asked.

Oh yeah. The potted plant was balanced on top of her head.

“Because you were awake when I got up to come down here and neither of us wanted to be alone.”

Flowey/Asriel rolled his eyes. It was true. Everyone else went to bed but before he could (sleeping on a small table outside Chara’s bedroom), Perl had walked out of the master bedroom.

“So what are we doing down here anyway?”

“I have to do a test run of my one device before I embark on my mission,” Perl said as she opened the door to her lab. Walking over to a recliner where a bunch of clones were working with a helmet like machine, she set Flowey/Asriel down in front of a monitor.

“What’s this thing for?” He turned, waiting for an answer when he saw a black clad rear up near his face. Perl had bent over to check something on the machine. Flowey/Asriel took a few deep breaths.

‘This is Chara’s girlfriend/boyfriend,’ he reminded himself as Perl stood up again.

“This machine should allow me access to the dream world. I’m hoping in the real world I can use it to spy on the ones hunting me. As we are in a different time field right now, it will only work on those inside it, so it’s a good test run.”

Flowey/Asriel nodded, understanding the reasons, if not the actual way it worked. That was when he noticed another table off to the side with other machines and clones hard at work. On the table appeared to be a…

“Is that a naked girl?!” Flowey/Asriel gasped. Before Perl could answer, a certain Latina voice came from the machine.

“Don’t you dare look! Jefe! I told you to put a curtain up if anyone came down!”

Flowey/Asriel turned back to the monitor and saw a (Fully clothed) Sombra glaring at Perl.

“Sorry Sombra,” Perl chuckled sheepishly. “It was a last minute decision to bring Azzy here down.”

“Azzy?” Flowey/Asriel questioned for a second before shaking his head. “Nevermind. What was that about?”

“Like you, I accidentally brought Sombra into this universe and agreed to get her a body of her own. What you saw is our current attempt. It probably won’t be the final body we give her since it is just a robot, but it is the best we can do for now. Anyway, we all set?”

The Sombra on screen adjusted a few bits of code before nodding.

“Good to go jefe.” Perl grinned with excitement before climbing up into the seat and slid a helmet onto her head.

“It should be safe but if I ask, wake me up,” Perl told Flowey/Asriel. The flower nodded and turned to the monitor as the machine started up.

Dream World

Perl opened her eyes and found herself in a strange hallway, doors lining the walls. She grinned and stood up looking at all the doors, finding them labelled with all the names of his friends.

“Woohoo!” Perl shouted as she jumped up and down and did a quick dance of celebration. She heard Sombra chuckling. “What Sombra? And how can I hear you?”

“As for the second,” the Latina started. “I am a part of the machine currently and can enter as I please.”

To demonstrate her point, Sombra appeared in front of her clad in her normal outfit.

“As for the laughter...well let’s just say the flower’s face when he saw your little show was priceless.”

Perl was confused for a moment before looking down at herself.

“AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!” She screamed and an arm clamped over her breasts while her other hand went between her legs. “Why am I naked!?”

“Looks like a bit of code was messed with,” Sombra said. “And your clothes didn’t transfer.”

Perl glared at the hacker and pressed her butt against the wall in case Flowey/Asriel could see her back.

“I’m sorry I didn’t cover your body before bringing him down!” Perl shrieked. “Please give me my clothes back.”

Sombra smirked and waved her hand. Perl sighed in relief as she felt fabric cover her. Granted she wasn’t happy that Sombra made it a relatively skimpy bikini top and shorts that covered only half her butt, but she would take what she could get.

“Thank you,” she said. She looked up into the air, hoping she was facing Flowey/Asriel. “Please don’t get your “friendliness pellets” all over my monitor Azzy!”

Ignoring Sombra’s laughter as the Latina faded away, Perl walked over to the closest door.

“Frida...oh boy.”

With a gulp, Perl opened the door and walked into the dream.

Loud club music sounded as she stepped inside. Neon lights and small smoke machines ran. A stage was in the middle with a long pole that stretched up to the ceiling. Perl was not at all surprised that she was in a strip club. She also wasn’t surprised with what else she saw, but it still made her jaw drop.

Zecoras. Every single girl walking around was a differently dressed version of the hot science teacher. One was in a sexy teacher outfit. Another a cheerleader. School girl, bunny girl, neko, magician girl, etc.

One the pole currently, a Zecora dressed in a tribal girl outfit had a large amount of dollar bills raining down on her as a certain pink haired ninja was watching from the couch in front.

“Wooooo!” Frida cheered as the loincloth bounced a bit and showed a peek at what was underneath. Perl couldn’t help herself as she sat down in a chair closer to the exit. A Zecora dressed up as a lifeguard (baywatch style) came over and served her a drink.

“Anything else you need just let me know,” she said. “From more drinks to maybe a private show.”

“Well,” Perl smirked, a hand lightly tracing its way up the chocolate thigh. “I’m drowning in your beauty...I may need mouth to mouth.”

The Zecora smirked a bit and set her tray of drinks down. Pushing a button on the side of the chair, the legs popped out and it reclined back a bit. She climbed up, straddling Perl’s lap as she leaned down, ready to kiss Perl who was inches away from squeezing that perfectly bouncy booty when…

“HEY!” a familiar voice shouted. The Zecora pulled back and Perl could see Frida climbing over the back of the couch. “This is my joint! What the hell are you doing here?!”

Perl went wide eyed as she saw Frida draw twin sais from seemingly out of nowhere. She tried to stand up but suddenly found the lifeguard Zecora’s hands gripped around her throat. Gasping for air, she put one hand to the stripper’s stomach.

‘Please work,’ she thought as a burst of air magic shot the lifeguard back into Frida, ass in her face. Perl didn’t wait to see what happened next and bolted from the dream room, slamming the door behind her. ‘Too close.’

Taking a few deep breaths, she steadied herself as she walked to the next door labelled Zecora. Opening the door and leaning her head in she saw a class room. A cover was over the desk and Frida was standing in front of it in that same sexy teacher outfit as when she covered Zecora’s class. The entire room was filled with students, including dream versions of all his male friends.

“Now class,” Frida said as Perl sat in an empty seat. “I am Mrs. Herano and I am your Sex Ed teacher. Now, there are many different ways to have sex and one that some people like know as bondage. Thankfully a fellow staff member has volunteered her services.”

The cover was whipped off the desk and the class cheered as Zecora came into view. She had a ball gag in her mouth and leather straps covered her bodied. A skimpy black thong flossed her rear as her hands were hog tied behind her.

While the class was distracted, Frida had changed into a dominatrix outfit and held a riding crop ready.

“Let the lesson begin!”

Later

Perl grinned as she left the Zecora room. That was one wet dream. She knew Flowey/Asriel got the same show she just did so he was probably happy she brought him down.

“Who’s next?” She said skipping down the hall. With a grin, he found Scootaloo’s door. Putting her ear to it, she checked to make sure there was no sex noises coming from it. Call her hypocritical, but she wasn’t about to show Flowey her naked girlfriend. Hearing only motors, she walked through and onto a dirt patch. Looking around she saw a crowd cheering as the roar of a motor was heard.

A twenty something year old woman was riding a motorbike as she took a jump and landed, roaring through the finish line. Skidding to a halt, she stepped off the bike, taking off her helmet, and Perl saw it was an older version of Scoots. The girl still kept her athletic figure but was a bit more developed. Her hips were slightly more shapely and tightly clad in leggings, while her breasts were a respectable C-Cup, held in a sports bra.

She smiled as someone handed her a trophy and an older version of Micro walked out and hugged her. The older Scoots whispered something in his ear and said goodbye to the crowd as she walked off with a grinning Micro. Perl smiled at how sweet it was before backing out of the dream.

The rest of his friends dreams were interesting as well. Diamond and Spike were sharing a room in the house so he wasn’t shocked when both of theirs were wet dreams of each other. Apple Bloom dreamt of her and Sugar older and making caramel apples together as what sounded like kids were heard outside.

Fluttershy was reliving their first night together (damn she loved it rough) and Silver was having a picnic with Micro. Sweetie pictured herself and Shiro training and her teasing him before…

“Oh, so that’s her plan,” Perl said. “That’s sweet.”

When she tried to enter Shiro’s dream a cacophony of noise blasted so loud that she was sent flying into the opposite wall. She had to struggle to get the door close.

“His mind is chaotic...fits his magic.”

Sugar’s dream was very interesting as he saw Apple Bloom laying on a piece of pie with whipped cream over her chest and crotch. Pinkie was sitting on a banana split with chocolate syrup covering her and Peppermint Twist sat naked in the middle of a bowl of lollipops.

After seeing this, he came to the final door. Chara’s was in front of him but much to his surprise, there was a barrier in front of it.

“Must be a result of Gamer’s Mind…” Perl cursed under her breath as she realized the enemy Gamer would have this ability to.

Remembering the one game she just beat today, she summoned her Keyblade and aimed it at the door. Nothing happened.

“Damn it.” She growled. She considered the fact it wouldn’t since it didn’t allow you to break the barriers trapping you in game, but it was still a pain. “Well, time to return.”

Lab

Within a few moments, Perl slid the helmet off and stretched as she sat up. She opened her eyes and…

“Azzy! My lab did not need a pellet paint job!”

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