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writing contest. This took longer than I wanted it to, and honestly I might have missed the deadline? Hopefully not ^^ Might as well post it though so everyone can enjoy it~","writing":"Hypothesis: If fissures in the Earth, especially those left over from Eggman's beam lead to small amounts of Dark Gaia's essence, then it might be able gatherable, and controlled in a way that would allow Sonic to experiment with his werehog form in a safe, controlled environment. Without the fate of the world at stake. \n\nTails can't communicate it, not directly, not even to his easygoing, cocky boyfriend. But he knows science, and enveloping himself in that safety net of technical language and experimental processes is much easier than saying what he *wants.* He hands the very official looking notepad to Sonic, managing to keep most of the boiling embarrassed heat off his face.\n\nSonic reads Tails' delicately printed script. The scans it again. Then scans it again. \"So...\" Tails starts to speak, softly, wiggling his legs back and forth on the couch. Sonic picks up the word that had been dangling there.\n\n\"So you wanna get fucked by the werehog?\" Sonic says it with his iconic half amused, half cocky smile that's painted on all of his fan club merch.\n\nRed dances up the orange fur on Tails' face like flames, spreading all the way to the tips of his ears. His hands come up so he looks like he's surrendering. He waves them with no real direction or purpose as he tries to form a singular word. What. It comes out as: \"Wuh-wuh-huh\"\n\nHe regains enough sense to snap the paper back and blurt out. \"I never said that! Jeez!\" He covers his eyes with paper, trying very ineffectively hide under that small singular sheet.\n\nHe can't hide from Sonic's gentle touch and smooth, persuasive voice. \"Such a shy little foxy. Even when there's nothing to be shy about. I'm irresistible in every form I take on.\" Alright. That was just his boyfriend teasing him. He swatted Sonic's hand away and rolled his eyes when the first thing he saw again was Sonic winking like he was in a cheesy commercial. \"Pluuus it's not like we haven't-\"\n\n\"Okay steering the conversation away from that.\" Tails' face was getting fiery again. He wasn't sure exactly why he got shy about that specifically, but unless they were in the act, speaking openly about such desires made him want to clam up. \"I'm very much interested in the scientific aspect too! After all. I'm not sure if it will even work in the first place. It's just a hypothesis after all.\"\n\nThose words made Sonic's face drop into a frown. \"So it could totally not work at all?\"\n\n\"It's possible yes. Other options are it could only change you half way. Or it would work, but only for like a couple seconds and then you'd immediately change back. I really can't be sure. And honestly there's tons of a experiments I could run based on many different variables. Time of day, season, location of the fissures, concentration of the energy I extract.\" As he counts each word out on his fingers, Sonic's expression gets more and more disappointed, and Tails realizes something with a start.\n\nHe blurts it out before his shyness can stop the words. \"You totally wanna fuck me in your werehog form, don't you!\"\n\nThis makes Sonic blush, but he isn't as reserved about his desires. So he leans in close, smiling again. \"Hell yeah I wanna see my cute little fox squirming on my big, fat werehog co-\"\n\n\"Okay! Okay! Jeez!\" Tails covers his boyfriend's mouth before he can finish. \"So... does that mean your willing to go through the experimentation? It might... it might never work. Even with the best conditions.\" He slowly removes his hands from Sonic's mouth.\n\n\"But it could?\" \n\n\"Well. Hypotheses are educated guesses. If there was no basis for my hypothesis I wouldn't make it.\"\n\n\"So it will probably work?\"\n\nTails rolled his eyes. \"It's not a fifty fifty chance. I think it will work based on previous evidence. So I guess... I mean it's plausible? I don't know Sonic, science isn't that simple.\"\n\nHis hedgehog pouted, then nodded. \"Well, if there's anyone in this world who can do the impossible, it's you Tails. And you don't even think this will be close to impossible. So I'm game.\"\n\n\"Really? It might not be the most pleasant experience.\"\n\n\"Eh being the werehog always had it's issues. I think I can manage. Plus, I believe in you Tails. I know you'll try your best to make the experience as quick and painless as possible.\"\n\n\"I will but-\"\n\n\"Nuh-uh. I've made up my mind. If it doesn't work, than the worst that will happen is I might experience a little discomfort. But if it does work... well...\" Sonic gave a lascivious smirk as he stepped forward and caressed Tails' soft cheek. Tails gulped. \"I'll have a whole new way to play with my favorite foxy.\" \n\nHe winked than took a step back. \"So, when are we leaving.\"\n\nTails almost let words tumble out of his mouth. He was sure they would have been. \"Uh... now.\" Luckily he managed to collect himself enough before speaking to remember that he needed equipment if he was going to do this properly. He cleared his throat, and recited a list. Most of it was scientific gadgets. But they also needed camping supplies of they were to stay on location while he ran his tests and collected his samples. As soon as he was done, Sonic sped off, already collecting the materials and bringing them to the tornado. \n\nTails lifted himself off of the couch and quickly followed his lead, making sure to focus on the equipment Sonic wouldn't recognize. Luckily most of that was in his garage, right next to his plane. Between the short distance he had to travel, and Sonic's crazy speed, they made quick work of it, smiling at one another as they finished. \n\n\"Off on another adventure, huh?\" Sonic spoke as he loaded the last of their supplies into the plane. The sleeping bags and marshmallows did remind him of earlier times. Before Sonic was a famous hero, and they spent most of their time out in the wild, under the stars.\n\n\"Mmhmm! It should be fun, right? Even if it doesn't work.\"\n\n\"Right. But it'll totally work.\" Sonic gave him a thumbs up, winked, and hopped onto the plane. \n\nTails sighed a little. He appreciated the support, but that kind of confidence made him want to pull Sonic back down and explain how the scientific process worked. He didn't know the exact nature of Dark Gaia, or how important the Chaos Emeralds were in his transformation. There were way too many variables to be that confident. \n\nFor now though, all he could do was board his plane and fly. \n\nNot including the time it takes to prep the engines and flick all the switches, it takes them an hour to get the little beeping dot Tails marked on his Miles-Electric. The place is a patchwork, brown decaying grass and bright green patches mix together. He realizes with a bit of a start that the brown grass follows the cracks in the earth that are radiating energy from Dark Gaia. That makes him frown and furrow his brow as he takes the plane down. The first thing he says when they touch down is laced with concern.\n\n\"What if this hurts you? I don't want you to be in pain just cause I can't control my fantasies.\"\n\nSonic being Sonic seizes on the only detail that doesn't really matter in that sentence. \"Aha! So you so daydream about me fucking you as a werehog!\" \n\nTails rolls his eyes and throws up his hands in exaggerated surrender. \"Fine yes you got me. I totally dream about it. Now back to the part about you being in pain.\" \n\nSonic frowns. For a second it looks like he's trying to come up for a good follow up for their banter. Then his eyes turn serious and soft, and Tails gulps. That's his I'm-concerned-and-I-love-you-so-much face. One that only shows up rarely. Like when he was pushed back down that elevator in Eggman's theme park, or when he confessed that Tails' love wasn't unrequited after all. \n\nSonic set his shoulders, strode forward, and a embrace him in a warm, solid hug. \"How likely is it that you'll hurt me?\"\n\n\"I mean I don't-\"\n\n\"Tails.\"\n\nHe sighed. \"I'm 99% sure I can control the substance's more volatile parts. And... of course I would start slow. Working up the dose so the risk is minimized.\" He stated intensely at the woven threads on his gloves. \"But putting something like that in your body-\"\n\n\"Tails. You ran tests after I first turned back in normal hedgehog Sonic remember? And then again after I was cured of it. No lasting ill effects remember? That's what you said.\"\n\nTwisting data back into his face wasn't nice. He huffed a little. \"Yeah... I did...\"\n\n\"So no worries. I'll be fine! I'm stronger than the average hog anyway!\"\n\n\"But it still might not work!\"\n\n\"And so what? Worst that can happen is I get a camping date with you.\" He pulls back from their hug and smiles at that prospect. But Tails still seems reluctant. He tries not to show it, but his emotions are running now. A gnawing doubt and worry that he didn't realize was buried deep until Sonic dragged it out. \n\n\"What's wrong? Really what is it? Tell me.\"\n\nThere's a definite finality to that, and Tails stares at his gloves as he realizes Sonic solved a mystery neither of them had really known had been there. He backs up a little and kicks a little dent in the grass. He's still studying his gloves. \"I'm asking too much.\"\n\n\"Tails c'mon. You like never ask me for anything. It's one thing and I want it too.\"\n\n\"I mean. Yeah but... I'm not the one going through the experience. I'm not... I don't want to ask too much when we've only been together for a little bit. Plus, what if I enjoy it less than I thought I would.\" \n\n\"You could never ask too much of me. Not after all you've done to help me. Not after all you've given me.\" Sonic strokes down both of Tails cheek ruffs, nuzzling the top of his head. \"And if you don't like it we stop. Simple as that. I want you to have this, Tails. I want you to enjoy me. I want you to enjoy that togetherness. It's okay to be greedy about this one.\" \n\n\"I...\" He fiddled with his gloved hands a little more before offering one of them to Sonic. He took it and entangled their fingers. Tails smiled and sniffed a little. \"You're totally head over heels huh?\" He had to get used to this. Getting what he wanted. Being this adored. \n\n\"Uh-huh. I love my fox.\" Sonic murmured the words as they embraced. And that was one mystery solved.\n\nWith a kiss, a smile, and a few more sniffles. Tails pulled away and set his face into a fierce, determined look. \"Alright then. Science time.\" Sonic chuckled as he went to grab his equipment, grabbing for test tubes, beakers, rubber gloves, masks, bunsen burners the list went on and on. He was acutely aware of Sonic watching him set up his mini, portable lab, but every time he looked up, his boyfriend's expression was more lovey-dovey. So as not to pass out from the blood rushing to his face, he kept his eyes on his work. \n\nCollecting the samples ends up being the hardest part. The fissures are small, but theres a certain stench to them that is hard to handle with a sensitive vulpine nose. Not to mention that while it's clear when a sample is secure (each small vial practically glows a vibrant purple hue) actually finding where to collect is a lot more complex. Sight ends up being tricky and unreliable. So Tails ends up having to follow his nose, no matter how unpleasant that is. \n\nOnce he's satisfied with the amount of samples he's collected, then he has to dilute each one with water. After that comes mixing with certain catalysts that he feels are most likely to cause the reaction he wants. It's good absorbing work, and after awhile Tails feels only like a scientist, testing possibilities in a controlled, sterile lab. He even creates a controlling variable, only adding water to one sample and then leaving it. \n\nThe thing is, careful, controlled lab work takes time. So he isn't exactly surprised when his boyfriend, who is getting both increasingly impatient and increasingly horny, wanders over to bug him. \n\nHe'd been setting up their camp, but they always only brought bare essential stuff. They had always preffered sleeping under the stars, they both knew how to start fires with friction alone, and they only ever brought hot dogs and smores for food. Only once had they tried something more complicated, and that had ended in them both going to bed hungry. \n\nHe sees Sonic open his mouth to speak, but for whatever reason, he must think better of it. He closes his mouth, and scoots closer. Tails only realizes why he must have changed his mind when too warm arms wrap around his midsection. \"Hey there, foxy.\"\n\nSonic murmurs the words right into his sensitive, twitching ears. A shiver travels from those ears, down his spine, and into his shoes. \"Not yet, Sonic. I'm almost done. Almost...\" he carefully drops a small chip of one of the chaos emeralds into the last little vial. Then snaps up. \"Done!\" He proclaims, smiling triumphant. \n\nSonic stumbles backwards, a little stunned. Before he can even get a word out, Tails is holding out the control sample. \"Here try this one first.\" \n\nSonic stares, apparently dubious only now that it's finally done. Then he shrugs, thinking better of it, and downs the thing in one gulp. His face contorts into disgust, and he spits onto the ground, furiously wiping his tongue. Eventually he gives up and dives for a marshmallow. Or three, as that's how many he stuffs into his mouth. \n\nHe finally relaxes them, the sugar overwhelming the bad flavor. Tails laughs a little nervously. \"Yeaaaah... I kinda thought that might happen. You still cool with going through this.\"\n\nSonic swallows. Then nods furiously. \"Yeah dude. Just let me keep my emergency marshmallows at my side.\" Tails laughs and allows it.\n\nThe next two tests go over pretty much the same. Sonic gags, cough, and then saves himself with marshmallows. It's only on the third vial that something changes. Sonic changes. Hair grows, his canines elongate. A low growl rolls up from his chest and out his mouth.\n\nTails squeaks. Then tries to cover his blushing face as he realizes what he's done. He watches, smiling eagerly as Sonic goes from hedgehog, to werehog. Until... he freezes suddenly. And shrinks back down to his normal size. He coughs, and grabs more marshmallows, looking disgusted again, but also confused. \"What was that?\" \n\n\"Ice cream? Mixed with dark gaia?\"\n\n\"No I mean- wait what?\"\n\n\"You asked.\"\n\n\"I mean sure? But ice cream? Whatever what I really wanted to know was why did it stop in the middle?\"\n\n\"I don't know. It's an interesting development though!\" Tails marks it down, and is so focused on his scribbling that he misses Sonic's warm smile, and soft. \"Yeah...\"\n\n\"Right. Next one.\" \n\nThat one (cake mix this time) gets a reaction too. Sonic transforms completely, but just as he's pumping his fists triumphantly, the process reverses again, and he's left shuddering and wiping off his tongue again. \n\nIt takes six more tests for more result. Vial number ten is dark gaia and sugar water. He spends thirty seconds flexing, stretching, and staring hungrily at his fox. Then he growls, kicking the dirt when he ends up as Sonic the hedgehog again. \n\nHe's really starting to get impatient now, and the look that he gives Tails makes the little fox hold up his hands and start rummaging around his tools for... something. He speaks as he throws monkey wrenches and screwdrivers. \"I think... I found... the answer to this little experime- ah-ha!\"\n\nHe snaps up with two long jumper cables in his hands. Sonic looks curious, then uneasy, then scared as he starts attaching one end to the torando's battery and ripping the clamps off the other end. \"Uhhh... Tails. Remember what you said about not hurting me?\"\n\n\"It should be fine! Just need to...\" He picks up the last vial. A soft sound like stones clinking against glass resounds from it. But it dims out as Tails fills it. With water. Then sugar. Then the two live wire ends of the cable. \"Right! Now to just fire up the engine.\"\n\nHe flies off before Sonic can raise a hand, or his voice, in protest. A moment later, the engine starts. The vial sparks, crackles, pops, and then glows with a brilliant shade of powerful purple light. Tails cuts the engine, pumps his fist, and comes flying back over. \"Drink it! Drink it! Drink it!\" He chants.\n\nSonic looks at the small glass container uneasily as his fox lands, grinning wide. Excited, and proud of himself. \"You sure?\"\n\n\"Surer than sure! The answer was energy. Nothing in there will hurt you, because dark gaia's essence... diluted? Distributed? It took it in and made it not dangerous. That's the simplest way I can explain it. Trust me you don't want me getting into the weird stuff about chaos energy theory and quantum physics. It'll still taste gross but that's it! And it will definitely work. Mystery solved!\"\n\nSonic looked from the glass vial, to his boyfriend's eyes, still bright and beaming. He nodded, shrugged, and grabbed the stuff, shoving it down his throat in one huge gulp. \n\nSeveral seconds later, Tails is standing in front of a growling, rumbling werehog. Sonic flexes, stretches, bends but a minute passes and the form holds. He licks his lips and his narrowed hunter eyes turn to Tails.\n\nFor a moment he expects Sonic to smash him to the ground, ravage him, take what he wants. It sounds exciting, and his body quivers in that anticipation. But no, even werehog and impatient, Sonic is careful, polite even when it comes to this. He holds out a massive hand until Tails takes it. His small slender fingers disappear in Sonic's giant mitt. He leans down then, and gives Tails a soft, careful kiss. He smiles, fangs glinting. \"I brought lube. It's on my sleeping bag.\"\n\nTails laughs, kisses one of Sonic's big knuckles, and strides away to get it. As he does, he flicks both of his long fluffy tails slowly... sensually. Sonic's groan is deep and rumbling like all of his words in this form. Tails chuckles, speeding to their sleeping bags and back, looking pleased as all chaos with the frustration he caused. \n\nHe holds out the little bottle, clear liquid sloshing back and forth. Then he glances at Sonic's huge, sharp claws. \"So... should I?\"\n\n\"Let me go first.\" Sonic reaches forward with one large hand. It spreads over Tails chest, and he's suddenly face to face with how much smaller he is. His tails twitch. His face burns. \n\n\"Lay down.\" Sonic rumbles.\n\n\"Here?\" There's only a nod in response. Tails' face gets hotter, but he nods, and slowly sinks into the grass and dirt. \"Shouldn't we...?\"\n\n\"Nuh-uh. Legs up foxy.\" Sonic crooks a finger up to reinforce the words, and slowly Tails lifts, face getting redder as he does. \n\nSonic watches until they're high enough for him to help out. One of his giant hands reaches out, wrapping around Tails' calves. He's gentle as he raises them until the tips of Tails' sneakers point toward the sky. His hole, taint, and fuzzy balls are exposed between his pressed together legs. The realization makes him cover his face as Sonic rumbles, pleased with the sight. \n\nTails' whole body jolts, and his gloved hands fly to grip the green grass below, as a wide stripe of cool werehog saliva trails it's way up exposed parts. Hole, then taint, then sensitive balls. He swears when Sonic does it again. His back arches off the earth when it happens a third time. \n\n\"If you're gonna eat my ass the- ooh fuck!\" Sonic had chosen that moment to stretch him out and dive in. Tails fangs clamp down onto the grass stained fabric of his white glove, as Sonic tortures him with pleasure. His boyfriend had did this before but oh chaos the long, dextrous, slobbery tongue was an entirely new experience. Every few moments his body would jolt, and twist, and arch as Sonic poked a new sensitive part of him. His toes curled, his eyes twisted shut. He couldn't stop his breath from coming out in short, heated pants. \n\n\"Suh-Sonic!!\" Tails cried out, head snapping back into the grass. He ripped out patches as he squirmed, and he could swear he saw the twinkling stars above them start to dance as another wave of pleasure shot through him. This was too much. His heart was hammering. Everything felt swirly and out of control. He wanted more, but his brain felt overloaded. \"Sonic! Unh! W-W-Wait I-\"\n\nHis werehog pulled back his tongue with loud, lewd slurp. Sonic's head popped up, ears splayed and a frown etched into his face. \"Did I hurt you? I thought I was being careful about the fangs. Or is it my tongue. Too big?\"\n\n\"No no. That was... hooo boy that was... really really good. I just need a second.\" The crazy pleasured tension falls away from his body, and he slumps into the soft grass, still panting. \n\nSonic's frown turns into a soft smile as he drops Tails' legs and reaches forward to gently drag his large hand through his foxy boyfriend's chest and belly fur. Tails hums at the comforting touch. \n\n\"Should I keep going, or do you want to move onto... this next.\" Sonic gestures downward, as he rises a little higher onto his knees. Tails eyes flick over. His eyes widen. In the dying light of the day he can see his smug werehog brandishing his huge cock as if were a weapon. He'd never seen Sonic hard in this form before. They'd been too busy saving the world the first time he transformed. And well... they hadn't been dating then. The thick veiny girth is an impressive nine inches, with a large, throbbing knot at the base. \n\n\"Holy...\"\n\nSonic just gets more smug. \"As good as all your werehog fantasies?\"\n\n\"Yeah... yep... yeah...\"\n\n\"Good.\" He leans in closer, and the massive weight of his throbbing cock rests against Tails soft fuzzy belly. \"Well... I think I've done all I could with my tongue. So how about you lube yourself up some more. I'll lube myself up. And we'll get this show on the road.\" \n\n\"Mmhmm. Right. Yeah I can do that.\"\n\nSonic smiles and nods, and uses the much-too-small-for-his-hands bottle, squirting a generous amount in a line on his shaft. As he starts to spread it around, he hands the bottle to his boyfriend. Tails fumbles with it for a moment, but manages to uncap it, and start lubing up his hole even more than before. \n\nTails is honestly surprised how ready he feels. Between the thickness of Sonic's tongue and the natural lube of his saliva, Tails doesn't have to do much work with his fingers before he's dropping his tails and spreading his legs. \n\nSonic is more than happy to explore the presented hole. One huge hand toys with Tails' hole, cock, and taint. Claws and pads working him up until he's panting, blushing, and entirely too ready for Sonic's slick, glistening dick.\n\n\"You good? You ready?\" Even if it's obvious, Sonic still asks it genuinely, making sure he doesn't hurt, making sure he doesn't go too. \n\n\"Mmmmhmm!\" Tails' voice is high, strained, and eager in return. His own knotted cock is fully out now, straining and throbbing just like Sonic's. \n\n\"You suuureee?\" That time it's anything but genuine. All smug teasing. \n\n\"Sonic! Could you please just... jeez...\"\n\n\"Could I please just what? Ask nicely little foxy.\"\n\n\"Chaos. I... just... fuck me. Okay. Just please fuck me already.\" His legs shudder, before he spreads them out wider, face flushed a bright glowing red beneath his fur.\n\nSonic looks on so pleased as he leans down and rumbles out his next words. \"Goooood boy.\" \n\nTails squeaks, feeling small as Sonic speaks those words and slowly picks him up. \"I want you in my lap for this.\" He explains. Tails can only nod.\n\nSonic pulls up up up, until his throbbing cock brushes against Tail's hole. It's big. Tails could tell that from seeing it of course, but now he can feel it. Can feel the heat and small penetration of Sonic's tip that can only lead to so much more. \"You ready?\"\n\nTails nods again, frantically, enthusiastically. The size makes him nervous. But they're good nerves. Excited nerves. He's been dreaming of this, been fantasizing, and this is way better than his imagination. Sonic nods back, kisses his nose, and starts to lower him.\n\nThe penetration isn't... easy at first. It's a slow process, and stings enough that Sonic has to keep stopping to pet Tails. To tease his cock a little. Until he finally relaxes enough that several more inches can slide in. \n\nIt's still nice though. There's a softness to Sonic's touch and words that makes the whole experience amazingly intimate. And when he pushes past a certain point, Tails jolts, moans, and sinks into him. \n\n\"That feel good?\" \n\n\"Yeaa.. that's...\" Sonic pushes his hips, more large werehog cock sinks in, and Tails' words turn into mushy nothingness. \n\nThe next couple moments are filled with squirming, moaning, and Sonic's hips slowly pushing up, down, up, down until his throbbing meat pushes up to the bulging knot. \n\nSonic too is panting at this point. With Tails tightly gripping the most sensitive part of his body its hard not to. He's gripping Tails' slender hips too, long werehog claws digging in everytime he shifts, Tails jolts, and his hole clamps down even harder on the thick cock inside him. Which usually sets off the whole loop again. So they're just stuck there for awhile moving minutely and trapped in pleasure, holding one another, and whispering soft, sweet things. \n\nTails' pleasured, blushing face is what ultimately spurs Sonic into action. He wants his fox. Wants to see him bounce, wants to hear him scream, wants to knot him. He growls each desire into Tails sensitive flicking ears, and all he can responds with are begs and pleas of \"Yes. Yes. Yes.\"\n\nSonic, fortunately, is merciful in this. He grips Tails' hips, but this time, he holds on and they slowly start to bounce together. Their two forms moving as one. \n\nTails is already beside himself. His hips writhe, his eyes roll back, his fingers clamp down Sonic's furry chest until his werehog's pleasure is mixed with a dash of pain. Not that it deters Sonic. If anything that just makes him more excited. A feral growls rips through him. They share a heated, sloppy kiss, all tongue and passion. And then they're moving faster.\n\nThat's all it takes for Tails to go from overwhelmed, to somewhat delirious. He's crying out now, calling Sonic's name, asking in broken squeaks for more. For faster. For deeper. The huge throbbing werehog knot bumps against his entrance and then he's asking, begging, pleading for that too. Only his head is foggy, his voice is jumping pitches every time Sonic thrusts up into him, and the constant bounce bounce bounce of their movements really isn't helping matters. It takes four tries for him to finally get across what he wants clearly enough. \n\nIt's oh so clear he has though. Sonic's ears flick, and as he let's out a feral snarl, he starts moving faster. Harder. Tails cries and keens, expecting the knot any second now. But through the misty haze of lust he can still make out Sonic's panting three words. \"Are you sure?\"\n\nTails nearly laughs, so caught off guard by such a question in the throes of passion. Instead, he smiles wide, gives a resounding almost desperate yes, and hugs the large fluffy mass of fur in front of him. \n\nSonic only nods, grips harder, and bears down, slowly working the huge bulge in in in. They both swear. There's a wet, lewd pop as it squeezes in, and then they're both moaning into the other's fur, bodies twitching, writhing as they grope for handholds and finish together. \n\nThe two of them pass a couple moments with only deep panting breaths disturbing their surroundings. \n\nUntil Sonic groans, and flops back into the dirt. They're both too tired to get back to their sleeping bags. But they care more about the warm comfort they're sharing now. The togetherness. Tails wriggles, smiling as he snuggles against his werehog's fuzzy chest and belly, completely content with another science mystery solved.\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Hypothesis: If fissures in the Earth, especially those left over from Eggman's beam lead to small amounts of Dark Gaia's essence, then it might be able gatherable, and controlled in a way that would allow Sonic to experiment with his werehog form in a safe, controlled environment. Without the fate of the world at stake.

Tails can't communicate it, not directly, not even to his easygoing, cocky boyfriend. But he knows science, and enveloping himself in that safety net of technical language and experimental processes is much easier than saying what he *wants.* He hands the very official looking notepad to Sonic, managing to keep most of the boiling embarrassed heat off his face.

Sonic reads Tails' delicately printed script. The scans it again. Then scans it again. "So..." Tails starts to speak, softly, wiggling his legs back and forth on the couch. Sonic picks up the word that had been dangling there.

"So you wanna get fucked by the werehog?" Sonic says it with his iconic half amused, half cocky smile that's painted on all of his fan club merch.

Red dances up the orange fur on Tails' face like flames, spreading all the way to the tips of his ears. His hands come up so he looks like he's surrendering. He waves them with no real direction or purpose as he tries to form a singular word. What. It comes out as: "Wuh-wuh-huh"

He regains enough sense to snap the paper back and blurt out. "I never said that! Jeez!" He covers his eyes with paper, trying very ineffectively hide under that small singular sheet.

He can't hide from Sonic's gentle touch and smooth, persuasive voice. "Such a shy little foxy. Even when there's nothing to be shy about. I'm irresistible in every form I take on." Alright. That was just his boyfriend teasing him. He swatted Sonic's hand away and rolled his eyes when the first thing he saw again was Sonic winking like he was in a cheesy commercial. "Pluuus it's not like we haven't-"

"Okay steering the conversation away from that." Tails' face was getting fiery again. He wasn't sure exactly why he got shy about that specifically, but unless they were in the act, speaking openly about such desires made him want to clam up. "I'm very much interested in the scientific aspect too! After all. I'm not sure if it will even work in the first place. It's just a hypothesis after all."

Those words made Sonic's face drop into a frown. "So it could totally not work at all?"

"It's possible yes. Other options are it could only change you half way. Or it would work, but only for like a couple seconds and then you'd immediately change back. I really can't be sure. And honestly there's tons of a experiments I could run based on many different variables. Time of day, season, location of the fissures, concentration of the energy I extract." As he counts each word out on his fingers, Sonic's expression gets more and more disappointed, and Tails realizes something with a start.

He blurts it out before his shyness can stop the words. "You totally wanna fuck me in your werehog form, don't you!"

This makes Sonic blush, but he isn't as reserved about his desires. So he leans in close, smiling again. "Hell yeah I wanna see my cute little fox squirming on my big, fat werehog co-"

"Okay! Okay! Jeez!" Tails covers his boyfriend's mouth before he can finish. "So... does that mean your willing to go through the experimentation? It might... it might never work. Even with the best conditions." He slowly removes his hands from Sonic's mouth.

"But it could?"

"Well. Hypotheses are educated guesses. If there was no basis for my hypothesis I wouldn't make it."

"So it will probably work?"

Tails rolled his eyes. "It's not a fifty fifty chance. I think it will work based on previous evidence. So I guess... I mean it's plausible? I don't know Sonic, science isn't that simple."

His hedgehog pouted, then nodded. "Well, if there's anyone in this world who can do the impossible, it's you Tails. And you don't even think this will be close to impossible. So I'm game."

"Really? It might not be the most pleasant experience."

"Eh being the werehog always had it's issues. I think I can manage. Plus, I believe in you Tails. I know you'll try your best to make the experience as quick and painless as possible."

"I will but-"

"Nuh-uh. I've made up my mind. If it doesn't work, than the worst that will happen is I might experience a little discomfort. But if it does work... well..." Sonic gave a lascivious smirk as he stepped forward and caressed Tails' soft cheek. Tails gulped. "I'll have a whole new way to play with my favorite foxy."

He winked than took a step back. "So, when are we leaving."

Tails almost let words tumble out of his mouth. He was sure they would have been. "Uh... now." Luckily he managed to collect himself enough before speaking to remember that he needed equipment if he was going to do this properly. He cleared his throat, and recited a list. Most of it was scientific gadgets. But they also needed camping supplies of they were to stay on location while he ran his tests and collected his samples. As soon as he was done, Sonic sped off, already collecting the materials and bringing them to the tornado.

Tails lifted himself off of the couch and quickly followed his lead, making sure to focus on the equipment Sonic wouldn't recognize. Luckily most of that was in his garage, right next to his plane. Between the short distance he had to travel, and Sonic's crazy speed, they made quick work of it, smiling at one another as they finished.

"Off on another adventure, huh?" Sonic spoke as he loaded the last of their supplies into the plane. The sleeping bags and marshmallows did remind him of earlier times. Before Sonic was a famous hero, and they spent most of their time out in the wild, under the stars.

"Mmhmm! It should be fun, right? Even if it doesn't work."

"Right. But it'll totally work." Sonic gave him a thumbs up, winked, and hopped onto the plane.

Tails sighed a little. He appreciated the support, but that kind of confidence made him want to pull Sonic back down and explain how the scientific process worked. He didn't know the exact nature of Dark Gaia, or how important the Chaos Emeralds were in his transformation. There were way too many variables to be that confident.

For now though, all he could do was board his plane and fly.

Not including the time it takes to prep the engines and flick all the switches, it takes them an hour to get the little beeping dot Tails marked on his Miles-Electric. The place is a patchwork, brown decaying grass and bright green patches mix together. He realizes with a bit of a start that the brown grass follows the cracks in the earth that are radiating energy from Dark Gaia. That makes him frown and furrow his brow as he takes the plane down. The first thing he says when they touch down is laced with concern.

"What if this hurts you? I don't want you to be in pain just cause I can't control my fantasies."

Sonic being Sonic seizes on the only detail that doesn't really matter in that sentence. "Aha! So you so daydream about me fucking you as a werehog!"

Tails rolls his eyes and throws up his hands in exaggerated surrender. "Fine yes you got me. I totally dream about it. Now back to the part about you being in pain."

Sonic frowns. For a second it looks like he's trying to come up for a good follow up for their banter. Then his eyes turn serious and soft, and Tails gulps. That's his I'm-concerned-and-I-love-you-so-much face. One that only shows up rarely. Like when he was pushed back down that elevator in Eggman's theme park, or when he confessed that Tails' love wasn't unrequited after all.

Sonic set his shoulders, strode forward, and a embrace him in a warm, solid hug. "How likely is it that you'll hurt me?"

"I mean I don't-"

"Tails."

He sighed. "I'm 99% sure I can control the substance's more volatile parts. And... of course I would start slow. Working up the dose so the risk is minimized." He stated intensely at the woven threads on his gloves. "But putting something like that in your body-"

"Tails. You ran tests after I first turned back in normal hedgehog Sonic remember? And then again after I was cured of it. No lasting ill effects remember? That's what you said."

Twisting data back into his face wasn't nice. He huffed a little. "Yeah... I did..."

"So no worries. I'll be fine! I'm stronger than the average hog anyway!"

"But it still might not work!"

"And so what? Worst that can happen is I get a camping date with you." He pulls back from their hug and smiles at that prospect. But Tails still seems reluctant. He tries not to show it, but his emotions are running now. A gnawing doubt and worry that he didn't realize was buried deep until Sonic dragged it out.

"What's wrong? Really what is it? Tell me."

There's a definite finality to that, and Tails stares at his gloves as he realizes Sonic solved a mystery neither of them had really known had been there. He backs up a little and kicks a little dent in the grass. He's still studying his gloves. "I'm asking too much."

"Tails c'mon. You like never ask me for anything. It's one thing and I want it too."

"I mean. Yeah but... I'm not the one going through the experience. I'm not... I don't want to ask too much when we've only been together for a little bit. Plus, what if I enjoy it less than I thought I would."

"You could never ask too much of me. Not after all you've done to help me. Not after all you've given me." Sonic strokes down both of Tails cheek ruffs, nuzzling the top of his head. "And if you don't like it we stop. Simple as that. I want you to have this, Tails. I want you to enjoy me. I want you to enjoy that togetherness. It's okay to be greedy about this one."

"I..." He fiddled with his gloved hands a little more before offering one of them to Sonic. He took it and entangled their fingers. Tails smiled and sniffed a little. "You're totally head over heels huh?" He had to get used to this. Getting what he wanted. Being this adored.

"Uh-huh. I love my fox." Sonic murmured the words as they embraced. And that was one mystery solved.

With a kiss, a smile, and a few more sniffles. Tails pulled away and set his face into a fierce, determined look. "Alright then. Science time." Sonic chuckled as he went to grab his equipment, grabbing for test tubes, beakers, rubber gloves, masks, bunsen burners the list went on and on. He was acutely aware of Sonic watching him set up his mini, portable lab, but every time he looked up, his boyfriend's expression was more lovey-dovey. So as not to pass out from the blood rushing to his face, he kept his eyes on his work.

Collecting the samples ends up being the hardest part. The fissures are small, but theres a certain stench to them that is hard to handle with a sensitive vulpine nose. Not to mention that while it's clear when a sample is secure (each small vial practically glows a vibrant purple hue) actually finding where to collect is a lot more complex. Sight ends up being tricky and unreliable. So Tails ends up having to follow his nose, no matter how unpleasant that is.

Once he's satisfied with the amount of samples he's collected, then he has to dilute each one with water. After that comes mixing with certain catalysts that he feels are most likely to cause the reaction he wants. It's good absorbing work, and after awhile Tails feels only like a scientist, testing possibilities in a controlled, sterile lab. He even creates a controlling variable, only adding water to one sample and then leaving it.

The thing is, careful, controlled lab work takes time. So he isn't exactly surprised when his boyfriend, who is getting both increasingly impatient and increasingly horny, wanders over to bug him.

He'd been setting up their camp, but they always only brought bare essential stuff. They had always preffered sleeping under the stars, they both knew how to start fires with friction alone, and they only ever brought hot dogs and smores for food. Only once had they tried something more complicated, and that had ended in them both going to bed hungry.

He sees Sonic open his mouth to speak, but for whatever reason, he must think better of it. He closes his mouth, and scoots closer. Tails only realizes why he must have changed his mind when too warm arms wrap around his midsection. "Hey there, foxy."

Sonic murmurs the words right into his sensitive, twitching ears. A shiver travels from those ears, down his spine, and into his shoes. "Not yet, Sonic. I'm almost done. Almost..." he carefully drops a small chip of one of the chaos emeralds into the last little vial. Then snaps up. "Done!" He proclaims, smiling triumphant.

Sonic stumbles backwards, a little stunned. Before he can even get a word out, Tails is holding out the control sample. "Here try this one first."

Sonic stares, apparently dubious only now that it's finally done. Then he shrugs, thinking better of it, and downs the thing in one gulp. His face contorts into disgust, and he spits onto the ground, furiously wiping his tongue. Eventually he gives up and dives for a marshmallow. Or three, as that's how many he stuffs into his mouth.

He finally relaxes them, the sugar overwhelming the bad flavor. Tails laughs a little nervously. "Yeaaaah... I kinda thought that might happen. You still cool with going through this."

Sonic swallows. Then nods furiously. "Yeah dude. Just let me keep my emergency marshmallows at my side." Tails laughs and allows it.

The next two tests go over pretty much the same. Sonic gags, cough, and then saves himself with marshmallows. It's only on the third vial that something changes. Sonic changes. Hair grows, his canines elongate. A low growl rolls up from his chest and out his mouth.

Tails squeaks. Then tries to cover his blushing face as he realizes what he's done. He watches, smiling eagerly as Sonic goes from hedgehog, to werehog. Until... he freezes suddenly. And shrinks back down to his normal size. He coughs, and grabs more marshmallows, looking disgusted again, but also confused. "What was that?"

"Ice cream? Mixed with dark gaia?"

"No I mean- wait what?"

"You asked."

"I mean sure? But ice cream? Whatever what I really wanted to know was why did it stop in the middle?"

"I don't know. It's an interesting development though!" Tails marks it down, and is so focused on his scribbling that he misses Sonic's warm smile, and soft. "Yeah..."

"Right. Next one."

That one (cake mix this time) gets a reaction too. Sonic transforms completely, but just as he's pumping his fists triumphantly, the process reverses again, and he's left shuddering and wiping off his tongue again.

It takes six more tests for more result. Vial number ten is dark gaia and sugar water. He spends thirty seconds flexing, stretching, and staring hungrily at his fox. Then he growls, kicking the dirt when he ends up as Sonic the hedgehog again.

He's really starting to get impatient now, and the look that he gives Tails makes the little fox hold up his hands and start rummaging around his tools for... something. He speaks as he throws monkey wrenches and screwdrivers. "I think... I found... the answer to this little experime- ah-ha!"

He snaps up with two long jumper cables in his hands. Sonic looks curious, then uneasy, then scared as he starts attaching one end to the torando's battery and ripping the clamps off the other end. "Uhhh... Tails. Remember what you said about not hurting me?"

"It should be fine! Just need to..." He picks up the last vial. A soft sound like stones clinking against glass resounds from it. But it dims out as Tails fills it. With water. Then sugar. Then the two live wire ends of the cable. "Right! Now to just fire up the engine."

He flies off before Sonic can raise a hand, or his voice, in protest. A moment later, the engine starts. The vial sparks, crackles, pops, and then glows with a brilliant shade of powerful purple light. Tails cuts the engine, pumps his fist, and comes flying back over. "Drink it! Drink it! Drink it!" He chants.

Sonic looks at the small glass container uneasily as his fox lands, grinning wide. Excited, and proud of himself. "You sure?"

"Surer than sure! The answer was energy. Nothing in there will hurt you, because dark gaia's essence... diluted? Distributed? It took it in and made it not dangerous. That's the simplest way I can explain it. Trust me you don't want me getting into the weird stuff about chaos energy theory and quantum physics. It'll still taste gross but that's it! And it will definitely work. Mystery solved!"

Sonic looked from the glass vial, to his boyfriend's eyes, still bright and beaming. He nodded, shrugged, and grabbed the stuff, shoving it down his throat in one huge gulp.

Several seconds later, Tails is standing in front of a growling, rumbling werehog. Sonic flexes, stretches, bends but a minute passes and the form holds. He licks his lips and his narrowed hunter eyes turn to Tails.

For a moment he expects Sonic to smash him to the ground, ravage him, take what he wants. It sounds exciting, and his body quivers in that anticipation. But no, even werehog and impatient, Sonic is careful, polite even when it comes to this. He holds out a massive hand until Tails takes it. His small slender fingers disappear in Sonic's giant mitt. He leans down then, and gives Tails a soft, careful kiss. He smiles, fangs glinting. "I brought lube. It's on my sleeping bag."

Tails laughs, kisses one of Sonic's big knuckles, and strides away to get it. As he does, he flicks both of his long fluffy tails slowly... sensually. Sonic's groan is deep and rumbling like all of his words in this form. Tails chuckles, speeding to their sleeping bags and back, looking pleased as all chaos with the frustration he caused.

He holds out the little bottle, clear liquid sloshing back and forth. Then he glances at Sonic's huge, sharp claws. "So... should I?"

"Let me go first." Sonic reaches forward with one large hand. It spreads over Tails chest, and he's suddenly face to face with how much smaller he is. His tails twitch. His face burns.

"Lay down." Sonic rumbles.

"Here?" There's only a nod in response. Tails' face gets hotter, but he nods, and slowly sinks into the grass and dirt. "Shouldn't we...?"

"Nuh-uh. Legs up foxy." Sonic crooks a finger up to reinforce the words, and slowly Tails lifts, face getting redder as he does.

Sonic watches until they're high enough for him to help out. One of his giant hands reaches out, wrapping around Tails' calves. He's gentle as he raises them until the tips of Tails' sneakers point toward the sky. His hole, taint, and fuzzy balls are exposed between his pressed together legs. The realization makes him cover his face as Sonic rumbles, pleased with the sight.

Tails' whole body jolts, and his gloved hands fly to grip the green grass below, as a wide stripe of cool werehog saliva trails it's way up exposed parts. Hole, then taint, then sensitive balls. He swears when Sonic does it again. His back arches off the earth when it happens a third time.

"If you're gonna eat my ass the- ooh fuck!" Sonic had chosen that moment to stretch him out and dive in. Tails fangs clamp down onto the grass stained fabric of his white glove, as Sonic tortures him with pleasure. His boyfriend had did this before but oh chaos the long, dextrous, slobbery tongue was an entirely new experience. Every few moments his body would jolt, and twist, and arch as Sonic poked a new sensitive part of him. His toes curled, his eyes twisted shut. He couldn't stop his breath from coming out in short, heated pants.

"Suh-Sonic!!" Tails cried out, head snapping back into the grass. He ripped out patches as he squirmed, and he could swear he saw the twinkling stars above them start to dance as another wave of pleasure shot through him. This was too much. His heart was hammering. Everything felt swirly and out of control. He wanted more, but his brain felt overloaded. "Sonic! Unh! W-W-Wait I-"

His werehog pulled back his tongue with loud, lewd slurp. Sonic's head popped up, ears splayed and a frown etched into his face. "Did I hurt you? I thought I was being careful about the fangs. Or is it my tongue. Too big?"

"No no. That was... hooo boy that was... really really good. I just need a second." The crazy pleasured tension falls away from his body, and he slumps into the soft grass, still panting.

Sonic's frown turns into a soft smile as he drops Tails' legs and reaches forward to gently drag his large hand through his foxy boyfriend's chest and belly fur. Tails hums at the comforting touch.

"Should I keep going, or do you want to move onto... this next." Sonic gestures downward, as he rises a little higher onto his knees. Tails eyes flick over. His eyes widen. In the dying light of the day he can see his smug werehog brandishing his huge cock as if were a weapon. He'd never seen Sonic hard in this form before. They'd been too busy saving the world the first time he transformed. And well... they hadn't been dating then. The thick veiny girth is an impressive nine inches, with a large, throbbing knot at the base.

"Holy..."

Sonic just gets more smug. "As good as all your werehog fantasies?"

"Yeah... yep... yeah..."

"Good." He leans in closer, and the massive weight of his throbbing cock rests against Tails soft fuzzy belly. "Well... I think I've done all I could with my tongue. So how about you lube yourself up some more. I'll lube myself up. And we'll get this show on the road."

"Mmhmm. Right. Yeah I can do that."

Sonic smiles and nods, and uses the much-too-small-for-his-hands bottle, squirting a generous amount in a line on his shaft. As he starts to spread it around, he hands the bottle to his boyfriend. Tails fumbles with it for a moment, but manages to uncap it, and start lubing up his hole even more than before.

Tails is honestly surprised how ready he feels. Between the thickness of Sonic's tongue and the natural lube of his saliva, Tails doesn't have to do much work with his fingers before he's dropping his tails and spreading his legs.

Sonic is more than happy to explore the presented hole. One huge hand toys with Tails' hole, cock, and taint. Claws and pads working him up until he's panting, blushing, and entirely too ready for Sonic's slick, glistening dick.

"You good? You ready?" Even if it's obvious, Sonic still asks it genuinely, making sure he doesn't hurt, making sure he doesn't go too.

"Mmmmhmm!" Tails' voice is high, strained, and eager in return. His own knotted cock is fully out now, straining and throbbing just like Sonic's.

"You suuureee?" That time it's anything but genuine. All smug teasing.

"Sonic! Could you please just... jeez..."

"Could I please just what? Ask nicely little foxy."

"Chaos. I... just... fuck me. Okay. Just please fuck me already." His legs shudder, before he spreads them out wider, face flushed a bright glowing red beneath his fur.

Sonic looks on so pleased as he leans down and rumbles out his next words. "Goooood boy."

Tails squeaks, feeling small as Sonic speaks those words and slowly picks him up. "I want you in my lap for this." He explains. Tails can only nod.

Sonic pulls up up up, until his throbbing cock brushes against Tail's hole. It's big. Tails could tell that from seeing it of course, but now he can feel it. Can feel the heat and small penetration of Sonic's tip that can only lead to so much more. "You ready?"

Tails nods again, frantically, enthusiastically. The size makes him nervous. But they're good nerves. Excited nerves. He's been dreaming of this, been fantasizing, and this is way better than his imagination. Sonic nods back, kisses his nose, and starts to lower him.

The penetration isn't... easy at first. It's a slow process, and stings enough that Sonic has to keep stopping to pet Tails. To tease his cock a little. Until he finally relaxes enough that several more inches can slide in.

It's still nice though. There's a softness to Sonic's touch and words that makes the whole experience amazingly intimate. And when he pushes past a certain point, Tails jolts, moans, and sinks into him.

"That feel good?"

"Yeaa.. that's..." Sonic pushes his hips, more large werehog cock sinks in, and Tails' words turn into mushy nothingness.

The next couple moments are filled with squirming, moaning, and Sonic's hips slowly pushing up, down, up, down until his throbbing meat pushes up to the bulging knot.

Sonic too is panting at this point. With Tails tightly gripping the most sensitive part of his body its hard not to. He's gripping Tails' slender hips too, long werehog claws digging in everytime he shifts, Tails jolts, and his hole clamps down even harder on the thick cock inside him. Which usually sets off the whole loop again. So they're just stuck there for awhile moving minutely and trapped in pleasure, holding one another, and whispering soft, sweet things.

Tails' pleasured, blushing face is what ultimately spurs Sonic into action. He wants his fox. Wants to see him bounce, wants to hear him scream, wants to knot him. He growls each desire into Tails sensitive flicking ears, and all he can responds with are begs and pleas of "Yes. Yes. Yes."

Sonic, fortunately, is merciful in this. He grips Tails' hips, but this time, he holds on and they slowly start to bounce together. Their two forms moving as one.

Tails is already beside himself. His hips writhe, his eyes roll back, his fingers clamp down Sonic's furry chest until his werehog's pleasure is mixed with a dash of pain. Not that it deters Sonic. If anything that just makes him more excited. A feral growls rips through him. They share a heated, sloppy kiss, all tongue and passion. And then they're moving faster.

That's all it takes for Tails to go from overwhelmed, to somewhat delirious. He's crying out now, calling Sonic's name, asking in broken squeaks for more. For faster. For deeper. The huge throbbing werehog knot bumps against his entrance and then he's asking, begging, pleading for that too. Only his head is foggy, his voice is jumping pitches every time Sonic thrusts up into him, and the constant bounce bounce bounce of their movements really isn't helping matters. It takes four tries for him to finally get across what he wants clearly enough.

It's oh so clear he has though. Sonic's ears flick, and as he let's out a feral snarl, he starts moving faster. Harder. Tails cries and keens, expecting the knot any second now. But through the misty haze of lust he can still make out Sonic's panting three words. "Are you sure?"

Tails nearly laughs, so caught off guard by such a question in the throes of passion. Instead, he smiles wide, gives a resounding almost desperate yes, and hugs the large fluffy mass of fur in front of him.

Sonic only nods, grips harder, and bears down, slowly working the huge bulge in in in. They both swear. There's a wet, lewd pop as it squeezes in, and then they're both moaning into the other's fur, bodies twitching, writhing as they grope for handholds and finish together.

The two of them pass a couple moments with only deep panting breaths disturbing their surroundings.

Until Sonic groans, and flops back into the dirt. They're both too tired to get back to their sleeping bags. But they care more about the warm comfort they're sharing now. The togetherness. Tails wriggles, smiling as he snuggles against his werehog's fuzzy chest and belly, completely content with another science mystery solved.
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