| " | \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t1 AM. Four hours had passed, and Cream's bunny body finally fell flat against the bed, legs still trembling. Having frigged herself into a stupor, she laid there, basking in shameful orgasm. Her thoughts lingered on what was all around her. A world that had grown up without her. Rouge, Amy, her own mother even still grew more beautiful and voluptuous. And there she rested, still... Cute. Adorable. Innocent. The last word that bubbled up from her haze brought tears of frustration. She was far from innocent, she had desires like everyone else. She felt the mess between her thighs as another glob of her... innocence... slipped from her womanhood. If only they knew, if only Tails... Her eyes clenched, tears rolled from her cheeks onto the pillows. Her mind filled with statements like "If only..." and "I should have..."; regrets upon regrets. Her shame grew and she soon found herself openly sobbing, the stress of it all too much. She wish she had the courage their bodies gave them. Her mind raced, but eventually Cream's anger was spent and her head snored softly into her pillow. And at this point, on this hour, time will diverge as it tends to do. In one world, Cream will live on, embittered by her years bare, and will be known as a crazy Chao lady. Another, she turns to surgery, she becomes famous and joins Rouge, whom takes her as a student and lover. Some are dark, depressing and short; some are fantastical in their coincidences. This Cream, however, will take a detour. As her prostrated prayers will be heard and answered by a being as old as time itself. The Circus is in town, poor rabbit, who knows what joys you will find.\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t | \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t