Another Furry Foster Family tale introducing a 35 year old single goat mom Tonya Deltatails whom can anyone guess what Undertales character she is based on?

(Story starts)

Hi I'm Morton Deltatails but you can call me Morty for short. I lived very happily in my new Furry Foster Family with my Goat Mom Tonya Deltatails. But how I got adopted as with these kind of stories I didn't exactly had a happy beginning.

My story started back when I used to live with my Mom, for personal reasons to protect her identity I won't give you her name, and she had an addiction problem. Ever since I lost my Dad in the line of duty in Iraq I guess depression has gotten the best of her. She started on pain pills to ease the pain but then it just gotten worse an worse. It has gotten so bad that she even had this creep that we'll call him Floweryman because he disguises his drugs in these stupid little pouch bags with flowers on them. He was a total sleaze bag whom took advantage of my Mom for her money, he even beats me up, he pulls my hair and threatens to smash my switch conceal that my Dad left for me. My Mom was no better if she doesn't get her pills she goes nuts and starts slapping me accusing me of stealing her pills.

I had to escape my pain by playing my video games, I guess we all have our own addictions and to me my games was my escape from my pain. However one night that didn't matter, my Mom was so desperate for her drugs and pills she pulled out a knife on me asking me where I hid her pills which of course I didn't even touch. I had to escape so I threw a vase at her and ran out and got to my neighbors home. They called a police and when they arrived they told me what had happen. My Mom committed suicide using the very knife she pulled on me. I guess in a way she must have realized what she had almost did to me and felt very shame about it that she decided to take her own life and not wanted to live with the guilt in jail.

So I ended up at Noah's Ark Orphanage with other kids. I still had my switch gaming conical and other personal items. I made a few friends until adoption day I was happy to hopefully I have a new home to live in but...I guess I was untrusting of Moms when I heard I be living with a single mother. How would she treat me?

I was driven to a National Park called "Toriel Goatman's National Park" It was a huge beautiful nature reserved park full of tall pine trees, flowers almost everywhere you go. I spotted an occasional deer passing by and even some mountain goats gnawing on some grasses. I made up to a log cabin house that looks like it was out of a fairy tale. A smell of freshly baked sweet smelling pies gotten to my nose. I knocked on the door to meet my new mother whom I didn't expected she herself is a tall white fur goat lady with blonde hair, glasses and had a bit of a chubby build but then again I'm a bit chubby myself. She greet me with a warm smile and said "Welcome home my child!" she then gave me a hug, she smelled of fresh mountain flowers and pies. "Look at you, you're even sweeter than the pictures and profile. I just got some apple cinnamon pie out of the oven. Thought you might like a treat before we set you up in your room."

Well living with her for a while has been interesting. Turns out not only did she live in the park but she also runs it. She has a job as the head ranger of the park. She takes kids and families out on nature hikes, teaches them about the mountain goats, the deers, and other animals that lived in the park. She even had kids whom say to her "You looks like that goat lady from that video game" which I had to laugh she does remind me of that certain character from Undertales. But she is very super friendly. Oh you have to forgive me I didn't even tell you her name, her named is Tonya Deltatails, occasionally she had other family members and some old friends coming up to the Park to get to know me. Like this blue skin fish lady who dresses up like a pirate at her Pirate theme restaurant with her wife an orange lizard lady who works as a doctor. A six-legged spider lady who runs her own bakery and coffee shop, and a huge mountain goat man who runs a school district as Principle and I be starting class there when summer is over. As strange as being an only human in the family I felt at home. I had to tell my mom that the reason people think of her as a video game character I introduced to her of Undertale. You should see her face when she saw the character in the game and said "Good heavens no wonder people keeps thinking I'm some video game character. Hey does my butt really look that big?"

A month has passed by and it's been great. Yeah I'm still a gamer and she is cool with it that I prefer my games over nature but then I slowly got into the parks natural beauty. She even taught me how to approach the goats and deer's that goes around our home. Also those nature hikes I take with the tourists has been helping me slim down from all the exercises. She been so gentle and kind to me and to many other kids you would not think that she would have a mean bone in her body. That is however that one night when he came.

It was one night and I volunteer to take out the trash to the bins from our house. As I finish dumping the trash I bumped into him Floweryman; it turns out the creep wasn't too happy on my Mom's recent death and needed her money. He tracked me down and decided to sell me off to some black market to earn back the money she owns him. "You little s***stain punk! You think you can escape my dept your skank mom owns me. You are going to get me back the money that b**** owns me."

"You can't! I don't own you anything!"

"You do too you f***ing little brat! Now come with me or I'll..."

"LET HIM GO!" Shouted a loud voice, before he could react a large fist appeared and punched him in the face. It was Tonya, she was furious as she knocked him down and then she started pummeling him left and right. Then she got up and kicked him in the stomach. Being a ranger she pulls out some zip ties and bound his legs and wrists together and called the cops. The cops took Floweryman away to jail and I never saw him again. I hugged my goat mom.

So that my story. I living happily with my goat mom. I'm enjoying my days at the park with my new family. I hope you all are living happy and well with your families no matter who or what they are.

The End.

characters and artwork and story by me.