Back Alley Blunder


The clock alarm beeps at 7:00 a.M. in the morning, making me wake up and stretch softly. As I do, I feel a familiar wobble and weight on my chest, making me sigh and look down at my huge tits. There are days where I simply forget that these exist, days where I forget what happened to me and led me to become… this. My ears flicker as I watch the baby monitor. The twins are awake and crying. With a small huff, I get out of the bed and walk towards their room, giving one final adoring look at my dear husband, still sleeping soundly. Shadow did more than save my life back then, he opened up my mind to who I really am and I will never be able to thank him hard enough for it. Chuckling softly, I leave our shared bedroom and go to the twins’ room, rubbing my eyelids and yawning softly. I still need to get fully accustomed to this whole domestic life shtick, after all the years I’ve spent just living life outside and running free. But the wobbly, heavy feeling on my chest reminds me that that life, at least partly, is no longer an option. I shrug the feeling off, I usually try to not think about it. This is just another challenge life threw at me and I wouldn’t be Sonic the Hedgehog if I chickened out of it. I walk in their room and get greeted by Cinder and Coal’s wails. I shudder: how can two things so small make such a loud noise?
“Boys? Boys, calm down. Daddy is here.” I say as quietly and as calmly as I can as I get to their crib. My heart jumps as I see their absolutely adorable matching jammies Amy bought for their first six months on this planet. Cinder’s is purple with a red heart emblazoned on his chest and Coal’s is white with a blue heart on his tummy. I stifle a cuteness shriek by biting my lip and squishing my own cheeks as they open their massive red and green watery eyes and stare at me with quivering lips, their tummies rumble so hard it’s a miracle they haven’t brought down this house.
“Aw, c’mere, my cute widdle baby boys… Are you hungry? I got you.” I say smiling and sitting down on this cute rocking chair made entirely of wood, an antique gifted by Rouge for our marriage. I hold my two boys in front of my nipples, they sniffle a bit and then latch onto them, sucking vigorously as their tiny hands grip and knead my breasts to get the milk out. I smile warmly and rock gently on the chair, waiting for them to fill their tummies and relaxing a bit. I noticed how different it feels whenever I breastfeed them contrary to when Shadow does it (because yes, he does suck on my breasts every night when we do naughty stuff X3): whenever the babies do it, I’m filled with a sense of relaxation and calm, yet with Shadow all I think about is how good it feels and how horny that makes me. I think it’s all in the intent: the babies suck on my breasts to feed and Shadow… he does it because he’s a boobhead. I chuckle softly thinking about it, but then again my tits fill up with milk extra quick so there’s plenty enough for the twins and my hubby. The perks of having a super fast organism, I guess. Finally, the babies seem like they had their fill, so I pull them away and pat their backs until they burp, then I just lose some minutes just staring at them as I put them in the crib. Tears of joy fill my eyes as they just wave their adorably tiny hands and feet and smile at me, two smiles so big and warm they could melt Ice Cap Zone. After what I went through, it’s a miracle these two wonderful babies came out like this, with no complications or weird mutations, and also that they made me change my mind so quickly about having kids. They were worth it. I lift them one by one and smooch and cuddle with them, loving to hear their cute little purrs as I do, then put them back down and walk downstairs to make some breakfast.


Turns out, I really like cooking now that we’re in this new domestic setting. I mean, gotta kill some time whenever Shadow isn’t around and I have to stay home and take care of the babies. We have made a turn sheet for which one gets to stay home a certain day to take care of the babies while the other can just do whatever they want. However, Shadow has his G.U.N. missions to do, so when they happen and he needs to stay out more, I can always call one of my friends to help out around the house. Anyway, I found out the first month of our marriage that I really like to cook and I’m very good at it. While my breasts prevent me from running fast, I still have light-speed reflexes and timing, meaning the times I burnt something or left it in the oven for too long were next to zero. I giggle as I wear this cute pink apron Silver got me which used to have “KISS THE COOK” weaved onto it in pink, but Scourge had the “brilliant” idea to cancel the “KISS” part with a black marker and wrote  “FUCK” above it, so now it says “FUCK THE COOK”. The giggles he and Shadow shared when Scourge did that were so childish it made even me cringe. He even used a water resistant marker so, no matter how much I wash it, the writing never goes away. Thanks, dude…, I think as I crack some eggs on an oiled pan and begin to fry them, while on another I start to cook some bacon. I don’t have a specific preference between salty and sweet breakfast, but I woke up craving something salty and greasy. I mean, it’s not like I can get fat thanks to my hyper metabolism. As I cook, I hum softly and wag my hips a bit. I feel like I’m turning more and more into a housewife by the second at this point, but it’s a thought that scares me less than I thought it would. However, I got so hyper fixated on cooking that I failed to hear the soft steps coming downstairs, or the yawn and stretch of Shadow as he had just woken up. I didn’t even feel his gaze checking my naked booty out and at the big swelling of my bare tits covered by the apron, or his low purring. I did however feel his big hands slither under my apron to give my tits a grope, which made me squeak in surprise.
“Morning, angel-” he purrs in my ear as he presses my breasts together.
“Sh-Shadow, what are you… d-doing… Mmm… Sh-Shadow... w-wait…” I begin to moan without even realizing it, just him touching my breasts is enough to make me indescribably horny.
“Hihihi, turned on already?” he asks, smirking teasingly as he fondles my tits, moving his big warm hands all over them and gently squeezing them, which makes my nipples get hard immediately.
“Ahn… Ahn… Ahn… Sh-Shadow, I’m… I-I’m cooking here… We… We c-can’t…” my voice quivers and cracks already as he rubs my boobs with his skilled hands, sinking his fingers into my boobflesh and also starting to rub his crotch on my exposed rear.
“Mmm, who says we can’t? There isn’t a rule about which room I can give my husband’s big, squishy tits some well-deserved attention…” he keeps whispering in my ear and gently bites it, groping my chest harder as he does. That makes me raise my voice, moaning and holding onto the counter as he keeps playing with me.
“I… I-I’m m-making b-breakfast… I c-can’t…” I stutter as he just keeps going.
“Well, in that case… How about I have YOU for breakfast?” he growls in my ear, making me shudder and my legs quiver as if they were made of jello.
“S-Shadow… I-I’m s-serious, I… C-Can’t… MMM!!!” I moan as he begins to pinch my nipples, making some trickles of milk come out and stain the apron.
“Your mouth may say no…” he chuckles and rubs my crotch with one hand until my penis comes out. Ugh, stupid body! You’re making this VERY difficult!
“...But your body knows what it wants…” he keeps whispering, wrapping a hand around my penis and stroking it from tip to root while the other continues to fiddle my breast and nipple.
“And what you want… is your daily dose of Vitamin D… with some juicy, juicy nuts on the side…” he purrs and licks the inside of my ear as he makes the corniest sex joke I think I ever heard. Good lord, what have I done? I rubbed this into him. I turned the brooding Ultimate Lifeform into a corny, sex-addicted boobhead who can’t keep his hands off of me… and I love it.

Eventually, his eagerness gets the best of me. My muzzle has turned cherry red, my body is quivering with sexual need and some precum begins to leak from my tip as Shadow keeps playing with me with terrifying expertise. How could anyone resist such a relentless assault?
“Sh-Sha-adow…” I moan with the sluttiest tone that could ever come out of my mouth.
“Yeeeeeees…?” he asks, smugly. God, he turns me on so much when he acts all teasing and shit!
“F-Fuck me… P-Pin me to the wall and r-ravage me…” I moan out, glancing at him from the side.
“What are the magic words?” he asks, grinning. I bite my lip: of course he would want me to say THOSE words. He gets off by having me ask him for sexual pleasure. But… I really, REALLY need it…
“P… P… P-Please… d-daddy…” I finally stutter. The moment I finish talking, he does exactly what I asked: he pins me to the wall, cuffing my hands behind me with some weird Chaos energy trick he recently discovered and loves to use, and jams his already hard penis into my ass without a twinge of resistance. My blissful moan is interrupted by him shoving his fingers in my mouth, playing with my tongue and making me suck on them, while his other hand speeds up on my penis and he begins to hump me. Did I mention that this guy is a freak? His Ultimate Lifeform status means that his sexual stamina is sky-high, meaning that he can keep on going even after I cum. And you bet your ass that he exploits the hell out of it, constantly overstimulating me and making my brain fry with pleasure every time we have sex. Today is no different: he keeps me pinned to the wall with his body, humping me hard with his boiling hot rod jammed deep inside my ass which at this point has been sculpted to fully welcome in his cock, while he keeps fapping my dick and making me suck his fingers. My boobs swing violently up and down as Shadow rams me hard and I begin to get sweaty before too long. It’s crazy how he makes me work up a sweat more than running laps around the world. He moves his hand away from my mouth and firmly grasps my dick with both, moving them really fast on my penis which has me cry out in pleasure.
“GYAAAAHN!! UHN! UHN! UHN! SH-SHADOW! SHADOW, I NEED TO… T-TO…!!” but I barely have time to finish moaning that he puts a cockring around the root of my penis, squeezing it and preventing me from cumming.
“Uh uh uh, remember: you can cum ONLY when I cum…” he growls sensually in my ear as his hands slide back inside the apron and firmly squeeze my tits again. I feel my cock throbbing and pulsing like crazy but with the cockring on, there’s no way out for my seed to come out, and I can’t use my hands to relieve myself or try to take it off. All I can do is endure this relentless sexual assault until Shadow is satisfied, only then I will be allowed to cum.
“HN!! HN!! HN!! WH-WHERE DID YOU KEEP TH-THAT…?!” I moan out as he keeps fucking me.
“Why ask questions when you can waste your breath making me hear your delicious moans…?” he hisses back in my ear, ramming me harder and making me melt in his hands and cock. As he fucks me, I begin to lactate. My milk begins to trickle out of my nipples, staining my apron. Shadow grins and undoes the apron, letting it float off my body, then he grabs my breasts and aims them at my face, squeezing them and causing them to sprout milk all over my face.
“A-AAAAHHHH…!!” I moan as the warm milk dribbles from my muzzle and he takes the chance to shove both nipples in my mouth.
“M-MF?!” I moan as Shadow suddenly lifts me up, raising my legs above my head and continuing to piston his cock in my ass, now even harder.
“Unf… Unf… have a taste… of your own milk… See why… me and the kids love it so much…” he grunts, holding my legs up with his arms and ramming me harder. My moans are now stifled by my own nipples constantly gushing milk in my mouth. Milk that… is actually really tasty, warm and sweet. I start to suck on my own tits, moaning louder as a new kink unlocks for me. He grins and continues to ram my ass, making my cock and balls swing hard as he shows my lower body no mercy. It takes some time but eventually, his cock starts to throb violently in my anus, making me gulp down more milk by accident. He’s about to cum. He’s about to creampie my ass and fill up my belly with his thick, gelatinous cum. This also means that the cockring, which is set to register when he’s about to have an orgasm, starts to make a little bip sound, meaning that it’s about to come off.
“UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! C-CUMMING, SONIC! CUMMING! L-LET’S CUM TOGETHER, SONIC!” He moans right in my ear and, right after that, he buries his cock as deep as he can in my ass, hitting my sweet spot too, and releases a titanic load into me. At the same exact second the cockring comes off, making me cum buckets as well. We both moan as the climax goes on, my belly swells up a little bit and my boobs shoot out more milk in my mouth while my cock gushes out all of the welled up cum from before. Finally, Shadow’s orgasm finishes and his cock slides out of my ass, which leaks some cum onto the floor, as we both pant and shiver, Shadow barely able to stand afterwards.


In the end, the eggs were overcooked and the bacon was now burnt, but Shadow ate it anyway. I scowled at him as I munched on a grilled toast with ham and cheese, barely able to sit due to how much my ass was hurting.
“You could’ve at least told me you woke up horny before assaulting me…” I huff as he eats.
“Honestly, when am I not horny around you?” he simply asks, his cheeks swollen up with the food he’s munching on.
“That’s not an excuse.” I groan as I finish my breakfast.
“I hope you know you’re cleaning this mess up.” I add, pointing at the cumstains on the floor.
“I know, I know. Don’t worry, I’ll get on it immediately.” Shadow says, grabbing his empty glass.
“But first… Top me off, please?” he then asks me with a cheeky grin. I roll my eyes: does he think I’m some kind of milk bar or something? But then he pulls out his trump card.
“...PLEEEEEEEASE?!” he asks me with the biggest, saddest eyes and the most vulnerable voice he could do. I wince slightly, then sigh and grab the glass.
“You’re so lucky you’re hot…” I huff as I begin to milk myself into the glass, filling it up with milk for him.
“Thank you, baby!” he says, grabbing the glass and starting to drink. I should be mad at him for this but… the eagerness with which he drinks my milk, the cute purring he does as he gulps it down make me blush and wag my tail and I can’t get this stupid derpy smile off my face. I didn’t know Shadow could behave this way but… It’s kinda cute that he does. Plus, he may act all teasing and kinda rude, but when I ask him to do something he always does without batting an eye. He helps out a lot around the house and takes care of the babies spectacularly. I even got this cute pic I took of him napping on the couch and the babies asleep and cuddling on his poofy chest hair, and it’s one of the most prized possessions I have, kept safe and secure on my phone.
He finishes the glass of milk with a loud breathy “AAHH…” and I can’t help but giggle seeing the cute white “mustaches” on his upper lip.
“I promise you that, tonight, you top.” he then says, smacking his lips.
“Will I? Or will you pretend to have forgotten like last time?” I ask, scoffing slightly.
“I promise you.” he says seriously, then he stretches his pinky finger out.
“Pinky promise.” he adds.
“...Huh… A pinky promise is a promise you don’t break, till death do us part, you know?” I ask, raising a brow.
“I’m well aware.” he says, smiling. I see the honesty in his eyes and feel it in the tone of his voice, so I cave in and wrap my pinkie finger around his.
“Alright then. Pinky swear.” I say, smiling, then I head off for our room, ready to start my day.
“Oh Sonic? One last thing…” I hear him say from behind me. I groan and turn back towards him, wondering whatever else could he want, but before asking he pulls me into a deep kiss. My eyes widen at first, but then I begin to purr, relax and kiss him back. I could feel the lack of lust in it and the simple need to give me this romantic gesture, so I melt into it and hug him closer, tilting my head to kiss him better. We both purr into the kiss, then as we pull away we stare into each other’s eyes, watching our own reflections in our pupils.
“I’m sorry for being a horny jackass, Sonic…” he then says, sighing and looking down.
“...Hey…” I say, lifting his chin.
“You’re MY horny jackass… And I love you… more than you can possibly imagine…” I then add, smiling. He smiles back and lets go of me so I can head into the bathroom, give my body a quick wash, then I go to our room and dress up. My gloves, my socks and shoes and finally the latex/nanomesh shirt which can contain my boobs and allow me to run. I take a deep breath, feeling much lighter now, then dash to the kids room to say hi (and I swear, the little stank eyes they give me when they see me with the shirt on because they don’t recognize me without my boobs is too gosh darn adorable), then I dash back down to Shadow to give him a quick smooch on the cheek.
“Have fun today, Sonic. Love you!” he says, purring.
“LOVEYATOOSHADSOKAYBYEEEEE!!!” I reply at full speed before bolting out of the door. 


Once outside, I take one quick gulp of fresh air, stretch as the warm morning sun douses my skin, then let out a shout and proceed to dash away as fast as I can. The wind on my face… All those months in the ARK and this was the thing I missed the most! The simple act of running around without a care in the world… It feels way more thrilling and addictive now that I have something to run for and towards. The world around me becomes blurrier as I zip around without rhyme or reason, I just wanna run, let out all the energy I have bottled inside me and just not think about anything going on at the time. Sure, I was violated by a monstrous tentacled aberration with Shadow's face which gave me tits and made me realize I was gay. Sure, I was forced to stay on the ARK for almost two years. Sure, I had to go through a painstakingly long, complicated and hard rehabilitation process which was almost undone by said aberration freeing itself and violating me again. Sure, I was stuck in an apathetic state which hurt my beloved until I breastfed our babies. Sure, I was now married with two adorable kids and was stuck in a semi-domesticated life setting, but right now? None of that matters. All that matters is the road ahead of me. Without realizing it, I reach the City and it’s bustling with life. People walking, chatting and going through their day… I couldn’t believe how much I missed seeing people that weren’t cladded in white coats or G.U.N. armor! I giggle and dash around, saying hi and good morning to everyone around me. The news of my return was highly cheered by everyone and the news of my wedding was talked about even to this day. Some people were sad that I, the Fastest Thing Alive, have decided to settle down but even more were the people that applauded me for doing so. However, as I run, I notice something… odd. I stop by a shop window and check myself, seeing that my quills have hardened up. Now, my quills harden up whenever electricity runs through them so it’s pretty normal for them to be hard when I run. But this time, the electricity running through them was… green? My natural electricity has a blue hue, and the only ones I know to have such colors were Scourge and…
Suddenly, a loud explosion shakes my very core. It comes from the plaza! Without hesitation I run towards the plaza, where I see smoke, fire and people running away from the center, where two silhouettes stand in the smoke. When I hear that slightly manic laugh, I immediately recognize who it is.
“HAHAHAHA!! THAT’S RIGHT, YOU FUCKING PLEBS! RUN FOR YOUR LIFE! TODAY IS THE DAY YOU ALL DIE!” This colorful dictionary belonged to none other than Surge the Tenrec, which was something akin to a gender swapped clone of myself made by Dr Starline, an ex-protegé of Eggman. She was made with the intention of replacing me, but she grew her own consciousness and decided that if she didn’t have a past, then no one was deserving of a future, making her hellbent into destroying everything and everyone. And hoo boy, did she have a bone to pick with yours truly. She blames me for being born because, to her, I failed to take care of Eggman for good, which made things worse with Starline and her eventual creation. To her, I was the problem, not the solution, and she vowed to destroy me first.
“Yo, Sparky! What’s with all the ruckus?” I say, after confidently stepping out of the smoke cloud.
“Well well, look who came! My favorite blue punching bag! Nice shirt, where did you get it? A dead body?!” she asks, laughing after. Next to her, her sidekick Kit Sunami looks at me with worry in his eyes. He was programmed to obey and assist her, a more submissive version of Tails.
“Very funny. Who writes your jokes, Eggman’s pants?” I reply, smirking. I very much missed bantering with my enemies, and at least Surge had some apropos retorts.
“Oh, you’re SO going down today, blue!” she grins, smacking her fists together and making sparks come out of them, then she jumps at me and the fight begins. We trade blows for a while, being equally matched in terms of strength and speed, then we zip around town still trading blows with Kit trying to follow us using his water tentacles. Eventually we go back to the plaza and I manage to block Surge to the ground, my fists in her hands as she struggles to push me away.
“RRRGGGHHH… W-What the hell?! I thought you'd gone soft!” she growls, failing to get me off.
“Well, you thought wrong, Sparky. But I’m feeling generous: leave now and spare yourself the humiliation of getting beaten by me… again.” I chuckle and grin at her, continuing to inch closer.
“N-NO!!” Kit yells behind me and douses me with a stream of water which immediately freezes as it comes in contact with my body, covering my torso with ice.
“GAH!!” I shout, that attack has taken me completely off guard. Surge’s eyes light up and she charges her fist with electricity, striking me and sending me flying into a nearby alley, groaning. 


I grasp at a nearby garbage can to pull myself up, when I feel it. The weight. I pale as I look down and see my boobs dangling out and the shirt shattered into millions of tiny little frozen pieces, the ice and the strength of the punch has completely destroyed it! I cover myself, turning red in embarrassment. I can’t fight like this! Hell, I can’t even run away because my chest prevents me from running! I hide behind the trash can, hearing Kit and Surge talk.
“A-Are you okay, Surge?”
“Rgh… I’m fine, runt! Get offa me!”
“S-Sorry…”
“Eh, ‘s alright. Ya got him good with that attack! Ya saw how far I punched him?! Hahahaha!!”
“H-hehe, yeah… He should not be far. Let’s go find him.”
“Eh, doubt he’s still around, but just in case…”.
I gulp harshly as I hear them walking right towards this alley. They’re coming this way! I can’t let them see me like this! Aside from my friends and everyone involved with the Proto accident, no one knows what happened to me two years ago! I look around in a panic then, out of ideas, I decide to open the garbage can and crawl inside it, hoping it didn’t make any noise. The inside was hot and stinky, but it was better than being found by those two. Shakily, I grab my phone and dial Shadow’s number, hoping he can answer me.
“Please, please, please, answer me…” I mutter, I have never felt this level of tension and fear since being trapped in Proto’s cave. The phone rings silently for a few seconds, until…
“Yeah, honey?” His voice has never sounded so reassuring.
“Shadow! Thank Chaos, you answered!” I whimper with as low a voice I can make.
“Why are you whispering? I can barely hear you.” he asks me, making me clutch the phone tight.
“Listen, I was fighting Surge and Kit, but the nanoshirt has been destroyed! I need another! Hurry up and bring me a spare, please!” I whine. That must’ve felt like going back to those harsh days at the ARK because Shadow’s more relaxed voice makes way for the Ultimate Lifeform I know and fallen in love with.
“...I’m on my way. I saved your phone’s location, I’ll be right there.” he said with his more mature and military voice.
“Thank you so much, Shads… Please, hurry! They’re looking for me and… I can’t let them see me like this…” I whine again, tears are starting to form in my eyes. I don’t usually emote this much but this particular situation leaves me in shambles.
“Don’t worry. Just stay put and I’ll get there immediately. Now, where’s that damn fourth Chaos Emerald…?!” he mutters as he hangs off. I sigh in relief and think that maybe, if I just sit here as quietly as I can, they won't see me. I don’t even breathe as I hear their steps coming in the alley, probably looking for me. I hear them mutter something but it’s impossible to hear them from inside the can. Eventually, after an interminable couple of seconds, I hear their steps leaving the alley which makes me sigh of relief.


Suddenly though, I feel lifted. The entire garbage can is being lifted several meters in the air. I panic and try to hang on to something, anything, as I brace for impact. It comes soon after as the can starts falling down and, unfortunately, it opens, making me yelp as I fall out of it and land harshly on the ground below. I hiss in pain, then gasp and roll away as the can almost crashes onto me, spilling all the garbage out. I coff and groan as I squint my eyes, trying to see anything… and the worst happens. I landed just in front of Surge! She’s looking down at me, her eyes wide and her mouth slightly agape as she stares at my chest. I grit my teeth but before I answer, Kit’s hydro coils wrap my arms behind my back and tie my legs together, then they lift me up, allowing Surge to fully check out my massive bosom. Kit too is staring at them with the same dumbfounded expression as Surge, although his following reaction is more shy and he immediately looks away, blushing in shame. Surge, however, does not have the same courtesy.
“...What… in the actual… shit?! Runt, ya seein this?!” she asks, pointing at my chest.
“Uh… I’m… trying not to…” he whimpers, covering his eyes. Surge walks closer and pokes my boob, gasping in awe when she sees how much her finger sinks into it.
“Are these… Are these real?” she asks, blinking. I don’t answer her, instead gritting my teeth and trying to free myself from then hydro coils. I then gasp and moan as she plants her whole hand on the front of my boob, groping it and moving her hand around it.
“These… These ain’t fake…” she mutters, moving her hand away and looking at her own chest. She is pretty busty, but compared to me she looks kinda small.
“They’re bigger than mine…” she mutters again, then she bends on herself and starts shivering. I raise a brow, wondering if she’s about to have a tantrum about me being bustier than her… but then she bursts into the loudest laughter I think I’ve ever heard from her and… it makes me feel a bit offended, not gonna lie.
“OH MY FUCKING GOD!! I-IS THAT WHY YOU WERE WEARING THAT UGLY-ASS TOP BEFORE?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!” She laughs so loud that her face turns red and she has to take a quick pause to breathe before going back to put more salt in the wound.
“H-How did it even hide these?! They’re fucking huge, dude!” she asks, weighing them and snickering even more at how heavy they were.
“RRGGHH… Can you stop touching them and let me go?!” I snarl at her, trying to wiggle away from her. But she just smirks at me. The same damn smirk that Proto gave me back in the cave and on the ARK.
“Hehehehe… And what happens if I don’t, boob boy? Kit, lower him down a little. I just thought of a more… interesting way to break him…” he chuckles at Kit, who shyly nods and lower me down to her level, making me bend my legs backwards and wrap them up further.
“Keep ‘em steady, Kit. Don’t want my new pastime to run away ‘fore I got a chance to play with him properly…” Surge grinned, wiggling her fingers while I continued to squirm in the hydro coils, groaning and grunting as those things were stronger than steel. She then plants her hands on my breasts, making me groan, and begins to fondle me. She’s doing this in such a crude manner, nothing like Shadow’s method even when he’s being rough. She just wants to play with me out of pure lust. Plus, she’s a woman and, well, I’m not interested. That’s what’s keeping me from moaning my heart out like every other time someone groped me. Instead, I just squirm and thrash as she keeps fondling my chest.

“Fuck blue, your chest feels so warm and hot… My fingers are sinking so much in these massive things… It feels like yer made of dough or something!” she purrs, biting her lips as she digs her fingers more into my chest.
“NGH… E-Enjoy it while you can… Sh-Shadow’s on his way and… a-and when he finds you h-harassing me like this, he’s gonna…!” my grunts get stopped as a hydro coil forces its way in my mouth, silencing me.
“Ugh… Thanks, Kit. His tits may be soft, but damn if his voice is GRATING! It’s like nails on a fucking chalkboard!” she grunts at Kit, who just looks away shyly. I grunt and shake my head trying to remove the watery tentacle from my mouth, while Surge continues to make fun of me while squeezing my tits hard.
“Shadow, eh? Is he your man now? Are you his little bitch, or something? Does he get to squeeze these fucking massive cow udders all the time? Heh, lucky bastard… But he ain’t comin’, blue. I intercepted your phone call, which is also how I found you, with my electric powers and sent him off somewhere very far away. And even if he does show up, my electric barrier will keep him at bay until I’ve had my fun…” she chuckles and squeezes my breasts harshly, causing me to groan in pain, throwing my head back and struggling more in my watery binds. I always knew water would be my downfall, I just didn’t expect it to be so… humiliating. Surge continues to play with my tits unstopped, chuckling and making sly comment after sly comment about how bitchy I am or how lucky Shadow is for getting to have my tits all for himself. She then rips off her shirt, showing off her own tits and begins to press them on mine, continuing to fondle my chest while also pushing it on her own.
“If I could… I’d steal these wonders and use them for my own self pleasure! Heck, if I was you, I wouldn’t be able to stop constantly groping and sucking my own tits!” she chuckled, but then she stopped for a moment. Her grin widened on her face, she must’ve gotten a nasty idea. Continuing to grope my breasts, she brings my nipples up to her face and starts to lick them, purring and wagging her shapely ass as she does. I gurgle and groan, shaking my whole body to get her off my tits. Only my boyfriend and my babies can drink from them! Surge glances at Kit, nodding at him to come over. He gulps and comes closer, being elevated by his hydro coils.
“Kit… Why don’t we… do that thing?” she asks at him with malicious suaveness in her voice.
“Th-The thing?! B-But you said…!” He gasps, blushing.
“I know what I said! But… I’m feeling hot right now and the only REAL male around here is you, so… get to it.” she scoffed. Kit whimpered a bit but nodded and hugged her from behind, starting to massage her breasts while she kneaded mine. I don’t know what hurted more: seeing Kit being used like this by Surge or her diminishing me as a male. Satisfied, Surge resumed licking my nipples, eventually taking both in her mouth and giving them strong vigorous sucks, even nibbling them with her sharp teeth. My moans are more out of discomfort than any pleasure I might feel. None of this is of any pleasure to me, and I think she knows that… and flat out doesn’t care. She just wants to get off by the fact that her sworn enemy is bustier than her. Kit is biting his lips as he keeps fondling Surge’s tits, despite his initial discomfort now he seems more okay with it. It’s clear they must’ve done this a lot of times before because he looks like he knows exactly what he’s doing and how much strength to put in taking care of Surge’s tits.


Suddenly, my boobs begin to lactate. I groan as it was out of my control, but Surge just continues to suck on my nipples, drinking my milk and purring more as she does so and gets fondled by Kit, who grows a bit rougher with her, earning him a moan from Surge. She seems to like the taste of my milk, because she sucks more vigorously the more she drinks, even burying her face in my tits to suck them more.
“Mgh… Surge… You feel so soft… and warm…” Kit purrs, continuing to fondle Surge’s tits, being beckoned by her to do it more roughly the more she goes on. She moves away from my tits, licking her lips, and grinning as she orders Kit to lower me further. He does so and brings me to my knees, my face is right in front of her crotch. I growl and look up at her, wondering what she’s planning, when she pulls down her pants and almost blinds me with… a cock?! I gasp as I stare at what’s definitely a penis. It’s as long and as bulky as Shadow’s, with veins running through its neck. I look up at her confused.
“Hehe, surprised? Starline gave me this. Guy's as much of a freak as you. Well, yer on yer knees and with a cock in front of ya. A bitch like you oughta know what to do.” she grins and asks Kit to remove the tentacle from my mouth. i stupidly try to tell her that there’s no way I’d ever do that, but the tentacle just pushes me on her cock, making me deepthroat it. I gasp as it slides inside with embarrassing ease, then I feel the tentacles grab a hold on my head and start to bob my head back and forth on it, making her thrust inside my mouth.
“Mgh… So warm and wet… Ey, bitch. Ya better start sucking. I can’t do all the work here.” she grins at me. I scowl at her: she may be fucking my mouth but there’s no way she’d get me to suck it on my own volition. She just looks at me unamusedly and suddenly shocks me. From her cock comes off a powerful electric discharge which hurts me badly.
“Suck me off or I swear to Chaos I’ll fucking choke you out!” she snarls at me, pushing her cock deeper in my throat. I don’t know what compelled me to start sucking, maybe I just,... wanted this to be over with as soon as possible. But she seems satisfied as I suck her off so she backs away enough that I can breathe again. But I still scowl at her as she forces me to blow her cock.
“Daw, look at the little bitch. Thinking she’s so fierce and proud… Can it with the attitude, little whore, if ya wanna fucking breathe.” she grins again, thrusting deeper while moaning as Kit’s massages grow more intense. All the while, this demasculinization makes me feel so little, so pathetic… It’s really like I’m back in the cave. I can feel a relapse of the intrusive thoughts I’ve suffered ever since that, those awful voices chanting in my ear that I’ll never be whole again, that I’ll always be broken and that no one will ever truly love me, that I don’t deserve happiness. This brings tears to my eyes as the tentacle keeps making me suck off Surge’s cock.
“Aw look. The little bitch’s crying. Did big bad Surge hurt your widdle fee-fees? Cry me a fucking river.” she scoffs at me, laughing as I begin to break down once more, those horrible thoughts come back, flooding my brain and there's nothing I can do to stop them. But Surge doesn’t care, she just keeps using my mouth to please her cock until, with a grunt, she pushes my head on her crotch and cums down my throat. She didn’t even try to hold on, she’s just using me as a cum dumpster at this point. And, as she pulls away, I tremble at what she might do next.


Admittedly, what she does next is just using my tits for a boobjob, but at this point I’m too overwhelmed by the intrusive thoughts to care. I thought I got rid of this weakness. I thought these damn thoughts, these machinations of my mind, would just go away, that I was cured. Clearly, I wasn’t. Would I still be cursed to have these every time someone would make fun of me like this? Leaving me weak enough that anyone could just use me like this? I’m so out of it I don’t even register all of Surge’s comments about how my tits feel good around her cock and how she’s gonna bust a nut all over my stupid face and my dummy thicc tits until she does, staining my face with her white seed.
“Whoo! Hah, that was great! But I think I’m ready for… the main course…” she chuckles, licking her lips. That does snap me out of my pitiful wallowing a bit, making me resume my struggles and grunts. I swore that no one aside Shadow could get their cock in my holes again and I already violated that promise with my mouth but I couldn’t let them do the same to my ass!
“Kit, you take his mouth. I’ll take his ass.” she chuckled. I grunt as she lays me on my stomach and I see Kit in front of me, lifting my face.
“K-Kit… L-Listen, you d-don’t have to…!” I try pleading to him but my pleas die when I see his cock. I thought Shadow had a huge dick, but Kit? His dick’s MONSTROUS! It’s almost bigger than him, with balls that drag on the ground!
“But I do. I live to serve Surge. And I love to serve her.” he says, almost deadpan as he brings that massive thing closer. I close my lips shut as I don’t want that in me at all! However, yet again, I can’t do anything to protect my rear and Surge takes advantage of it by shoving her cock deep in my ass. That causes me to moan and Kit shoves his entire prick down my mouth. The sheer size alone is almost enough to disjoint my fucking jaw! The smell is so raw and powerful it almost knocks me back and I don’t know how I’m still conscious after this.
“And if Surge says I have to fuck your mouth, Then I WILL fuck your mouth.” Kit says this with enough conviction that it makes me shiver in fear. They both start to fuck me in unison, spitroasting me with their massive dicks and making me lactate even more.
“NNGGHH!! NNGGHH!! Y-you should… MMMFFF!!! H-Have your hydro coils suck on his tits…” Surge says to Kit. I widen my eyes and shake my head, but with a devious grin Kit does just that, wrapping two tentacles around my tits, squeezing them and making their tips grow mouths that he attaches to my nipples, making them suck my milk out. I moan and groan, shivering and struggling as they quickly overpower me with their cocks, raping me in that damn back alley while, sadly, no sign of Shadow anywhere. Where did they send him? Why was he taking so long? All these questions would not have an answer, unfortunately, and all I can do is wiggle pathetically in the hydro coils’ grip as Surge and Kit keep using me. At a certain point they even switch, and now my ass has to take in Kit’s massive dick while Surge forces me to blow her again. They keep moaning, complimenting how tight my holes are and how good of a bitch I am, all the while never referring to me with my name or even as a male. I’m just “the bitch” to them, and it hurts. It hurts so much being stripped away of my dignity like this. Used by them, I have an unceremonious orgasm. I didn’t even realize I got hard from all of this. Are these remnants of my time with Proto? Do I still really like to be used? I mean, I do when it’s Shadow doing it, but… Do I still get hard when others do it? My line of thought is cut off as Surge and Kit cum inside me, bloating my belly quite a bit. I moan as they cum down my holes, creampying me just like Shadow but worse, then they pull out of me and I flop down, and they cum all over me.
“Mmmggghhh… That was hot, right Kit?” I can hear Surge asking Kit.
“Sure was, Surge. So… now what?”
“We take him with us. We can have many more steamy threesomes with this little bitch right here.”. That last line breaks me into tears again. Am I really just gonna be used by these two for sex… just like with Proto? Is this really my worth? The wave of intrusive thoughts comes crashing down again and I weep violently as Surge and Kit laugh at my upcoming demise.

It’s just then that Surge gets knocked away by me, flying straight into a wall.
“S-SURGE?!” asks Kit before something turns off his backpack, turning his hydro coils into a puddle, freeing me. I look up shakily and my tears keep flowing as I see Tails in front of me, gritting his teeth with a weird remote-looking machine, that must be what turned off the machine. Kit widens his eyes and runs at Tails, but groaning I make him trip and send him right into the dumpster. Surge gets back up, slamming her fists together and going for me before two gusts of wind, one green and the other red and black swirl around her, hitting her multiple times at super speed. A flying collar is then latched onto her neck by a cyan aura and, as she tries to take it off, it drains her energy enough to render her powerless and making her fall on her knees. Someone lifts me under my armpits and makes me wear a new shirt, which takes the weight of my tits off my shoulders again. I look up and see Rouge, Silver, Scourge, Tails and… my eyes water and I run straight into Shadow’s arms, crying and wailing like a baby. When I calmed down enough, Shadow tells me that Surge had sent him into a G.U.N. base in the Arctic and that he had accidentally set off the alarm, meaning that the security system had kept him there until he could contact the commander and turn it off. But Shadow had managed to tell Tails and the others there to come rushing to my location while Amy and Knuckles were sent at home to keep an eye on the babies.
“I’m so sorry, Sonic… You almost went through hell again because of those monsters… But you’re okay now… I’ll make sure you’re okay…” Shadow whispers to me, hugging me tightly and being joined by the others, hugging me all together. Being surrounded by all this love and comfort, makes me sigh in relief as the voices stop and I regain my composure enough to ask them to get me home. I’ve had enough running around for today. All I want now is a shower and play with my babies. As we go, we see Surge and Kit being taken away by G.U.N. and Shadow reassures me that they’ll make sure to wipe their memories of what they’ve seen and that they’ll make sure they’ll never try anything like that again. I hold his hand and smile warmly at him, then I look at the car with Surge and Kit on go and wonder for how long will they be able to keep them away from us. I sigh, thinking that right now I did not need that in my mind. As we leave, I never let go of Shadow’s hand. He has saved me back from the depths of depression and self-loathing once again… For now. I don’t know when or if I’ll ever have another intrusive thoughts attack, but I know that, as long as I’m with him, I’ll never really be alone.


The End