Asgore is officially in Santa training! I'm sure he won't overdo it. If you want to see what it looks like when he does over do it, check out Big Stories!

Art by  silver-stag

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"Oof… well, there's no doubt about it… whole milk and snickerdoodles is the best combo for milk and cookies," Asgore rumbled, a thick hand idly rubbing against his stuffed middle. His Santa training had begun in earnest, and naturally, Rudy was there to help him out. The reindeer had taken care of everything— since he talked Asgore into being Santa in the first place, he wanted to make the process as easy on the goat monster as possible.

And how easy it had been! Asgore was feeling quite spoiled, really. He hadn't even begun any of his Santa duties, and he was already rolling in the perks. The one assignment he had been given— Rudy had passed it along— was to determine the various cookie and milk combos available all across town. It made sense; if anyone was going to know about milk and cookies, it had better be Santa, right? But that did mean that Asgore had to deal with a small mountain's worth of baked goods, and he did hate to waste food— he was always telling his kids as much to leave clean plates. So while he didn't need to eat each and every cookie to test every batch, it didn't hurt to be thorough.

He wasn't unaware of the effects. His body had grown considerably more plush, with his already thick middle filling out into a thick, pillowy mass that filled his lap when he sat. That could be somewhat problematic— if his belly was too big, after all, would people have trouble sitting on Santa's lap? Asgore would worry about it once he finished testing the cookies, though— he had at least a few gallons of milk left to work through, and a few bakers' dozen worth of treats left, though it would be hard to beat those snickerdoodles…