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Also, have I mentioned before just how much I like Mpreg Shadow cuntboy?", "writing": "[center][b][u]Crash[/u][/b][/center]\n\n[b][u]Shadow's POV[/u][/b]\n\nI woke up in a room. I was dizzy and I had a pounding headache. It wasn't just my head that hurt, my left hip hurt too. It almost feels like something has hit me with such force. I groaned as I became well aware of the pain, a hand settling on the pained area.\nIt was then that I noticed that an icepack had been wrapped in a towel and placed on my hip, kept in place with a simple bandage in case I were to roll over.\nSo I wasn't alone here. Someone would've had to place it there.\nI couldn't sit up with the pain plaguing me in my hips, every attempt only resulted in a jolt of it coursing through my system. So I decided to stay put and look around from my position on the bed.\nIt was obvious I was in someone's bedroom, lying on the bed underneath the dark covers. It was mostly dark in the room, only a dim light remained from the lamp on the nightstand, giving me some light to work with. This was obviously a very messy room. Clothes lied in a small, smelly heap on the floor. They looked like men's clothing. Whoever this was, I knew that the person who brought me here must be a guy and not a very orderly one too. A typical bachelor perhaps?\nI lift my head and notice that something's stuck to my right temple. A hand moves up to feel what it was and it has a similar feeling to a bandage. A gauze dressing? I must have been bleeding there at some point. You don't dress a bruise like this. So I was injured on my right temple, where I assume the headache to come from, and my left hip.\nI wish I could take a look at the injuries. One look underneath the icepack made me aware of a big, dark, ugly bruise on my hip. What happened to me to create such a painful wound?\nNext I wanted to take a look at my head wound, but I couldn't get up from the bed. Every slight move hurt my pelvis. So it wasn't like I could get up and look at myself in the mirror in the bathroom.\nBut then I caught something in the corners of my eyes. Is that a compact mirror I see lying on the nightstand? Since I'm assuming the owner of this place is a guy, maybe that compact mirror was left here by a lover or something?\nNonetheless, I reached for it and opened it, using the mirror to take a look at my head injury. Peeling back the gauze dressing I could see the crust of a wound there. It looked like it bled pretty bad, but most head injuries do, which doesn't necessarily mean that they're dangerous. Either way, that must be where the headache came from.\nI placed the gauze dressing back the way it was before and placed the compact mirror back down on the bedside table.\nI wanted to get up and see if anyone was around and against my better judgement I attempted to sit up, a yelp soon leaving me. I cringed and lied back down. Looks like I really wasn't going anywhere.\nBut at least my yelp managed to attract some attention.\n\"You awake?\" A hedgehog asked as he came to stand in the doorway, leaning against the frame.\nGreen fur covered his body aswell as peach on his abdomen, chest, and arms. He was shirtless, wearing nothing but a pair of jeans, and presumably underwear, on his person. There were two large scars on his torso, going nearly from one shoulder to the opposite hip. His irisses were a light blue. They didn't look too friendly, but I saw some concern in them.\nBut most of all, he looked familiar.\nUpon noticing my confused stare, the hedgehog spoke up.\n\"You okay now? You were in a pretty nasty accident a couple of days ago.\" He said, hands resting on his sides.\n\"Accident?\" I asked. My throat felt dry and hoarse, like I haven't had anything to drink in a while.\n\"Yeah, you got owned by a car, don't you remember?\" He asked, one of his brows rising.\nA car? A car crash? I was in a car accident?\nYes, I do think I vaguely remember something like that.\nI was walking somewhere. Home maybe? It was late in the evening and I was holding a white bag in one hand, checking its contents to see if I had everything. I can't remember what was in the bag, it smelled good, though.\nI think I heard something behind me. Like a car screeching.\nWhen I turned around halfway, a pair of lights filled my view before an incredible force hits me and I'm flung away. When my head collides with the asphalt, I black out.\nThe hedgehog watched me in silence, arms now crossed in front of his chest. It looks like I was stuck in a trance.\n\"I think I remember, but...\" It was then that I realised something awful.\n\"But what?\" The green hedgehog asks, straightening up a little when he notices I've returned from memory lane.\n\"I can't remember anything else. Oh Chaos, I can't remember!\" I shouted, hands gripping at my quills.\n\"Hey, calm down, I'm sure it ain't so bad!\" The hedgehog tried to calm me down, noticing that I was freaking out.\nI looked up to him as he approached the bed.\n\"What do you remember?\" He asked.\n\"Nothing! I remember being hit by a red car, but past that nothing!\" I replied, earning me a slight wince, though I don't know which part of my reply drew such a reaction out of him.\n\"Do you remember your name is Shadow?\" The hedgehog asked, dropping down on the edge of the bed.\n\"Shadow? That does sound like me.\" I muttered, looking away. The sound of my own name mellowed me a little.\nThe hedgehog's brow raised. So I didn't even remember my own name? This stranger had to tell me what it was.\n\"Really, you don't remember?\" He asked in this strange tone, moving to lean with one hand on the bed, his torso now semi hovering over me.\nI shook my head, panic welling up in my heart and mind.\nChaos, oh, Chaos. I can't remember. My name, my age, family, origin, my home, friends, background. My mind is completely blank! An empty, white slate!\nWhat am I going to do? Is my memory ever going to return? If it does, will I remember a good life or a bad one? Maybe I was in trouble before I lost my memories or maybe someone has been waiting for me. Was I in the middle of something important?\nSo many questions and none of them can be answered.\nIt hurts, I can't think straight.\n\"Hey, hey! Don't panic! If you can't remember, I can tell you.\" The green hedgehog stated, seemingly a little annoyed by my panicking, though he tried not to show it.\n\"You can?\" I asked, hope evident.\n\"Yeah! You're Shadow the hedgehog-\" \"Hedgehog doesn't sound right.\"\nThe green mobian glared at me for interrupting.\n\"Sorry, but that last name doesn't feel right. It feels kind of offending. Not the 'hedgehog' part, but the feeling that I'm supposed to have a different last name.\" I tried to explain, but he didn't care.\n\"Do you know what your supposed last name is?\" He asked, making me shake my head.\n\"So, Shadow the Hedgehog it is.\" He repeated, which I silently agreed to this time.\nIt still felt wrong, though. It felt familiar, but also felt like I hadn't heard it in a very long time. Did I stop using it at some point and replace it with the last name I couldn't remember? That's all I could come up with.\n\"You've been living here for the past couple of months, so you're pretty lucky I was the one who found you. Imagine if some pervert had found you and taken advantage of you, especially with your kind of gender.\" The hedgehog smirked, earning a look of worry out of me.\n\"M-My kind of gender.\" I asked.\n\"Yeah, you have a pussy instead of a dick. Didn't you realise that by now?\" He asked with a lust-filled gaze in his eyes, a hand lifting as if he wanted to grab said gender.\nIf my hip allowed any sort of strain, I would've pressed my legs closed.\n\"So... You sound like you know my gender pretty well.\" I stated in concern.\n\"Oh yeah, more than you realise, babe.\" The man said, smirking.\n\"Are we a couple?\" I asked, but he shook his head.\n\"No, more like fuckbuddies.\" He responded, my eyes widened.\n\"What?! That doesn't sound right! Why would I be spreading my legs for you?!\" I protested, a hand grabbing the hem of my hoodie and pulling it downward as if trying to cover up what my boxers were already covering up.\nI guess I should ask him why my jeans were lying on the footend of the bed, I know they were mine because there was difference in size between that pair of pants and the one he wore right now, but my mind was on other matters.\n\"Because you don't have the money to pay rent. You're a slacker, you spend too much time at home and can't get off your lazy ass to go out and find yourself a job. So I, as selfless as I am, allowed you to stay at my place for free. I'm attracted to you and you're attracted to me, so we made a little deal. You get to have a roof above your head and turn I can get a taste of your pussy whenever I feel like it.\" The hedgehog explained, that smirk of his still very much visible.\nThis was amusing to him. Why I don't know, maybe it was the faces I was pulling upon hearing what kind of person I am.\nUnemployed, lazy, a slacker and easy?\nIt feels terrible to know that I am that kind of person.\n\"Get out.\"\nThe hedgehog looked at me in surprise.\n\"Get the hell out!\" I shouted at him sitting up in a flash, earning myself a look of surprise. It doesn't seem like he expected me to snap at him.\n\"Fine, geez, I was only trying to help.\" The green guy said as he stood up.\n\"Name's Scourge by the way, not that you asked.\" He told me, a twinge of guilt making its way into my chest, and left.\nNow that I was alone I dropped back down on the bed, cursing as my hip ached even more now and it certainly didn't help that my headache grew because of how recklessly I lied back down.\nDamnit, what the hell?\n\nThe days afterwards were awkward.\nScourge seemed convinced the relationship we supposedly had was the truth and he looked kind of sad and disappointed that I didn't believe him. According to him, his version of the story was the real truth and he wanted me to go along with it. I didn't want to, it sounded wrong to be so easy to get into.\nYet, it kind of seemed to hurt him.\nEvery morning, lunch and evening I was brought food on a platter because I couldn't get up with my hip. I had expressed my concern for it, maybe it had been broken or dislocated since that seems to be the place that car and I had made contact, but Scourge disagreed. He was convinced it was just a bruise that would hurt like a bitch, as he said, before disappearing.\nI wasn't in a state to even get up and grab a phone to call a doctor, so I choose to believe his words and stayed put.\nScourge took care of me. Often was he away during the day, but he never failed in tending to my every need.\nIt was making me feel guilty. He was probably spending quite alot of money and time on me right now and yet I just continued to deny the relationship we used to share.\nOver a week passed and surprisingly enough the pain in my hip vanished just like he said it would. I could walk around again and began familiarising with the apartment I had apparently been living in for quite a while now.\nThere was only one bedroom, further telling me that we probably shared the bed and informing me that my roommate has probably been sleeping on the couch this whole time.\nI was kind of worried to see that there were literally no possessions of me around. Not even spare clothes. So did I up and leave my previous home before moving in here? I was still wearing the same hoodie and jeans I wore the day I was found. I was dying to pull some fresh clothes on.\nBut first things first.\nI felt guilty and I hated that. Now that I was up on my own two feet again, I felt like it was time I did something about it.\nWe were supposedly fuckbuddies. Well, more like I had agreed to let him make use of my body to satisfy his libido whenever he had a need for me and in turn I didn't have to pay rent and could lazy around as much as I wanted too.\nApparently it made sense to me at the time. If I were really that easy, there's no reason to hold back, right? And besides, Scourge really does seem sad that that time is over.\nWell, if that was really what we had agreed on, no reason to let him suffer for my memory loss, right?\nMuch to the hedgehog's surprise, I stripped myself of my clothing, pulling off my hoodie and letting it fall to the ground. There was hesitation in my actions, though I tried to convince myself that there was nothing to be shy about. According to him, we've seen eachother naked plenty of times.\nMy clothing lied on the floor and soon enough I stand naked before him, trying to fight the urge to cover up.\nUpon seeing my nude body, I see something in his pants spring to life, creating a prominent bulge in his jeans.\n\"Ah yeah, this is what I'm talking about! How about we take this to the bedroom?\" He asked, getting up and taking my upper arm to lead me to his room.\nScourge urges me to lie down on the bed, which we apparently share, and I listened. I lied down like he told me too, on my back with my legs bend and spread, my fingers spreading my nether lips while he looks on, just barely keeping himself from licking his lips.\n\"Is... this what you want?\" I asked, feeling incredibly embarrassed to be in this kind of position.\nI'd like to quit, but if this is really what I did before I lost my memory, than I'd like to get used to it again as soon as possible.\n\"Oh yeah, just perfect!\" Scourge told me as he quickly strips himself of his clothing, wasting no time to free his erection. My eyes almost pop out at the size. How could that thing have ever fit in me?!\nThe green hedgehog crawls on the bed and gets into position on his knees, one hand had a hold on my thigh while the other held his shaft, aligning it with my entrance. He was ready to dive in at any moment.\nBut then he noticed my shivering.\n\"Fine.\" He sighs and brings a hand to my pussy, his thumb pressing down and kneading my clitoris.\nA slight whine leaves me at the sensation, a jolt running up my spine. The way he's kneading my clit and rolling it around feels so good. I'm beginning to get aroused myself.\nWith one thumb attacking my sensitive nub, the index finger of his other hand travels to my opening, teasingly circling it before pushing it inside. The digit rummaged around, bending and rubbing all along my inner walls and folds. As he fingered me, a second finger joined the first one and I can feel it stretch. It feels quite uncomfortable, something I hadn't expected.\nI was supposed to be used to this, right? Why does it feel so uncomfortable? Is it because I forgot? Is that even possible?\nScourge took my mind off of these thoughts by pressing down hard on my clit and scissoring my entrance, trying to stretch it out. I moan at the sensation, my body trembling. My arousal grew and my gender was becoming moist, sweat soon coating my fur.\nI could see him smirk at the sight, like he's staring at something incredibly delicious and forbidden.\n\"I think you're about done, how about we get to the real deal?\" He asks, moving his hands away from my feminine organ.\n\"Sure...\" I agree with still a slight reluctance present, though I felt my loins long to take him inside.\nWith his tip aligned with my entrance, pushing up lightly, it penetrates me. He didn't go slow, he just kind of went inside. My teeth grit at the feeling of the sudden stretch, a slight burning sensation as his shaft disappears into my body until my pussy lips meet with his crotch.\nSomehow I had taken him all the way to the root inside. It stung, but at least he let me get used to the stretch.\nSilently I wondered if my body was supposed to feel this way if this was an everyday thing for us, but I didn't get to dwell on it for long as my hips were grabbed and the length inside of me pulled out.\nI hold my breath as he pulls out only to push back in, the uncomfortable stretch still present. I don't think I was ready yet.\nScourge soon sets a fast pace, panting and groaning as he thrusts in and out of me with a quick rythm. I moan and yelp along with him, a mix of pleasure and discomfort filling me as my pussy is pounded.\nIt feels so weird to have a man's sexual organ inside of me. It feels good, but at the same time so wrong, like this is the wrong guy.\nScourge changed positions and lied down on top of me, soon thrusting like mad. With every snap of his hips he drives himself deep inside of me, his hands keeping my butt lifted.\nHis lips attack my throat and collarbone, though I would've liked to be kissed instead. It's strange how he just dived inside without even bothering to kiss me.\nI moan and whine as it feels like he's reaching even deeper inside of me now, as if the head of his thick shaft is pressing directly up my cervix.\nThe hedgehog on top of me thrusted in and out, groaning all the way. While he kisses my throat, I can feel his hot breath brushing against fur and skin. The sensation alone feels strange, but somehow I like it.\nI can feel my climax coming closer with each thrust, sprinting at me with full speed. My head reels back in the pillow as I wrap my arms around his neck, fingers grasping fur or quills while toes curl.\nI knew it was coming, but it still took me by surprise. My body suddenly tensed up as a wave of pure pleasure washes over me, my teeth clenching and my vaginal walls clamping down on the manhood inside.\n\"Oh fuck, yeah!\" I can hear Scourge shout out as the tightening of my walls felt wonderful to him. I could feel him throb and swell inside, does that mean he's about to cum? Is he allowed to cum inside? I don't know if it's safe for us to-\nI can barely finish that thought when my body is pinned down hard and my hips held steady as he plunges his manhood inside as deep as it could go one more time before cumming, releasing everything he's build up inside.\nI swore I could feel him fill me up, potent semen flooding my womb and filling it to the brim. My body tenses up again and my breathing quickens aswell as my pulse. The feeling of being filled up like this is amazing. Is this why I agreed to pay rent to him through sex? Because it feels this amazing?\nI had just barely recovered when he pulls his limp member out of me, sending a chill down my spine, and flops down on the bed next to me, seemingly exhausted.\n\"Man, that was great!\" He states, panting.\n\"Y-Yeah.\" I stutter, a hand coming to rest on my chest as if it could help my heart calm down.\nI still feel kind of awkward and uncomfortable, despites how good it felt to orgasm and be orgasmed in.\nScourge sits back up and looks at me with a smirk. Or to be more precise, he looks down at my vagina with a smirk. The thing was a little red from the fast pace he used and just a slight bit of cum was dribbling out, but the sight felt like a conquest to him.\nWhy did this all feel so wrong?\n\"I'm gonna grab a shower before heading off to bed. You can join me if you wanna.\" The green hedgehog tells me as he gets up from his bed and leaves for the bathroom, the water soon running.\nI just closed my legs and lied on my side, wanting to sleep instead.\n\nThe days afterwards were pretty much nothing but that.\nScourge made use of our agreement to the fullest and promised me I'd get used to it again soon, convincing me all the way that the fastest way for me to get back into the swing of things was to dive right into it.\nI obediently followed his claim, bending over and spreading my legs everytime he asked. When I was in the shower, in bed, on the couch while we were watching a movie, even in the morning did I sometimes wake up to find him using my body to his heart's content. No matter when or where, I let him have his way with me.\nWhen he took me to nightclubs were the only times I ever got to see the outside. The hedgehog was pretty possessive of me. He didn't like it when other people as much as stared at me too long, threatening to beat them up whenever I was offered a drink. One time some sleazy guy had even slapped my ass and Scourge made sure he returned home with a broken nose.\nI felt uncomfortable to be in places like that. They were too crowded, too loud, but I didn't want to disappoint Scourge. All he dragged me to these nightclubs for was to show me off and have sex in the public bathroom, which I always complied to.\nEach and every intercourse was unprotected. We never even as much as used a condom and it's not like Scourge took the time to pull out. In fact, he made an effort to cum inside as deep as he could, as if it was on purpose.\nWhen around three months had passed, after a quick romp on the couch while watching the Terminator, I noticed I had an ever so slight rise in my abdomen. I hadn't noticed that before.\nMy fingers circling the slight rise in confusion had drawn Scourge's attention to it aswell, but he could only smirk.\nHe pulled out of me and left the room for the bathroom only to return with a pregnancy test, which I looked at in worry.\nWas that really what was happening right now?\nI know we've had sex so many times, nearly every day if Scourge felt like it, but it still felt so surreal.\nBut I took the test and the result was positive.\n\nI didn't know how to feel about being pregnant. I should be happy, but I wasn't. I felt unresponsible, horrible. I should've made him wear protection, I should've taken the pill, anything to keep from getting knocked up.\nBut here I was, sitting on the bed and stroking my now four month old bump while Scourge took a shower. I was wearing an oversized t-shirt Scourge was loaning to me for me to wear at night.\nAs I lied in bed like this, my bump was visible through the shirt I wore and my eyes were glued to it.\nI still wasn't happy. I'd welcome the child with open arms, I couldn't bring myself to do anything else, no adoption, no abortion, but I felt terrible. My past was still a comlete blank to me. If I didn't even know myself, how can I ever hope to raise this child like it should be?\nScourge came into the bed and pecked his lips on my cheek, but I didn't return it. He didn't seem to care that I felt angry with both of us. He just turned on his side and went to sleep.\nFor some reason it felt like he had done this to me on purpose.\n\nThe only time I was allowed to leave the house without Scourge was when he was sick and I had to go out for grocery shopping. It wasn't like he was keeping me inside with force, though. With my memory loss, going out and facing the world felt kind of unnerving, so I was more than comfortable with staying inside all day. And it wasn't like Scourge encouraged me otherwise.\nEither way, on the way home, I was suddenly hugged by this stranger. She was a white bat. She had tears in her eyes as she cupped my cheeks in her hands and told me repeatedly how she was so relieved to finally see me again.\nThe bat noticed my confusion as I stared at her in worry as if either one of us had lost their mind. She looked so, so familiar, but I couldn't pinpoint where or why and it was frustrating me to no end.\nThe bat noticed and pulled me along to sit down on a bench in the park. She told me that her name was Rouge and that we were friends and housemates. She told me that I might be suffering from amnesia, which I apparently wasn't a stranger too.\nI was worried, but she reassured me that my memories just kinda came back to me last time and that would probably be the case this time too.\nOnce her long explanation had finished, she eagerly urged me to tell her what happened.\nI told her about my only memory being hit by a car on my way to somewhere important prior to waking up in Scourge's bedroom with a pounding headache. I told her how good the hedgehog's been, though I didn't tell her about the agreement we apparently had, our sex has lessened significantly ever since I turned out to be pregnant anyway.\nRouge seemed surprised to hear me speak about Scourge like that. We weren't lovers we were friends at most, she knew that, but it seems like she couldn't let go of the fact that all this time I've been living with Scourge.\nUnfortunatly, with a sick hedgehog waiting for me at home, I had to cut the reunion short and we parted, Rouge promising me to come over for a visit and definitely telling Sonic where I've been this whole time.\nI don't know who 'Sonic' is, but somehow I felt my heart flutter at his name. I wanted to see him.\nThat eager feeling bothered me aswell as what Rouge told me. If she was telling the truth, how could I have had that agreement with Scourge? According to him I've been living with him for a long while before I was entangled in that hit and run and lost my memories.\nIt bothered me, but with my memories only reaching back five months, I didn't have the courage to question the only person I've known for literally as long as I can remember.\n\nThis Sonic person came by that same evening. Apparently he's heard that I was found by Scourge and had come rushing over, though it was late in the evening. I was even wearing my nightwear, ready to go to bed. He had come running to me, eager to see me as I had been to see him.\nHe told me that, the evening I had disappeared, I had apparently invited him over for dinner, something about me wanting to tell him something important and personal.\nI think we were close, he was telling me this to try and trigger some sort of memory.\nI was five months far now and he couldn't help but stare at my belly in disappointment and hurt all the while, as if his heart had been ripped out and stomped on at the very sight of me.\nI wanted to know why my appearance was troubling him so and invited him inside to come talk about it, but he refused, excusing himself for disturbing me so late and taking off, implying that he'd probably come by some other time.\nAn aching had made its way into my chest as I watched him take off. I still don't know why.\nThat moment bothered me for a very long time, though I can't figure out why.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Crash


Shadow's POV

I woke up in a room. I was dizzy and I had a pounding headache. It wasn't just my head that hurt, my left hip hurt too. It almost feels like something has hit me with such force. I groaned as I became well aware of the pain, a hand settling on the pained area.
It was then that I noticed that an icepack had been wrapped in a towel and placed on my hip, kept in place with a simple bandage in case I were to roll over.
So I wasn't alone here. Someone would've had to place it there.
I couldn't sit up with the pain plaguing me in my hips, every attempt only resulted in a jolt of it coursing through my system. So I decided to stay put and look around from my position on the bed.
It was obvious I was in someone's bedroom, lying on the bed underneath the dark covers. It was mostly dark in the room, only a dim light remained from the lamp on the nightstand, giving me some light to work with. This was obviously a very messy room. Clothes lied in a small, smelly heap on the floor. They looked like men's clothing. Whoever this was, I knew that the person who brought me here must be a guy and not a very orderly one too. A typical bachelor perhaps?
I lift my head and notice that something's stuck to my right temple. A hand moves up to feel what it was and it has a similar feeling to a bandage. A gauze dressing? I must have been bleeding there at some point. You don't dress a bruise like this. So I was injured on my right temple, where I assume the headache to come from, and my left hip.
I wish I could take a look at the injuries. One look underneath the icepack made me aware of a big, dark, ugly bruise on my hip. What happened to me to create such a painful wound?
Next I wanted to take a look at my head wound, but I couldn't get up from the bed. Every slight move hurt my pelvis. So it wasn't like I could get up and look at myself in the mirror in the bathroom.
But then I caught something in the corners of my eyes. Is that a compact mirror I see lying on the nightstand? Since I'm assuming the owner of this place is a guy, maybe that compact mirror was left here by a lover or something?
Nonetheless, I reached for it and opened it, using the mirror to take a look at my head injury. Peeling back the gauze dressing I could see the crust of a wound there. It looked like it bled pretty bad, but most head injuries do, which doesn't necessarily mean that they're dangerous. Either way, that must be where the headache came from.
I placed the gauze dressing back the way it was before and placed the compact mirror back down on the bedside table.
I wanted to get up and see if anyone was around and against my better judgement I attempted to sit up, a yelp soon leaving me. I cringed and lied back down. Looks like I really wasn't going anywhere.
But at least my yelp managed to attract some attention.
"You awake?" A hedgehog asked as he came to stand in the doorway, leaning against the frame.
Green fur covered his body aswell as peach on his abdomen, chest, and arms. He was shirtless, wearing nothing but a pair of jeans, and presumably underwear, on his person. There were two large scars on his torso, going nearly from one shoulder to the opposite hip. His irisses were a light blue. They didn't look too friendly, but I saw some concern in them.
But most of all, he looked familiar.
Upon noticing my confused stare, the hedgehog spoke up.
"You okay now? You were in a pretty nasty accident a couple of days ago." He said, hands resting on his sides.
"Accident?" I asked. My throat felt dry and hoarse, like I haven't had anything to drink in a while.
"Yeah, you got owned by a car, don't you remember?" He asked, one of his brows rising.
A car? A car crash? I was in a car accident?
Yes, I do think I vaguely remember something like that.
I was walking somewhere. Home maybe? It was late in the evening and I was holding a white bag in one hand, checking its contents to see if I had everything. I can't remember what was in the bag, it smelled good, though.
I think I heard something behind me. Like a car screeching.
When I turned around halfway, a pair of lights filled my view before an incredible force hits me and I'm flung away. When my head collides with the asphalt, I black out.
The hedgehog watched me in silence, arms now crossed in front of his chest. It looks like I was stuck in a trance.
"I think I remember, but..." It was then that I realised something awful.
"But what?" The green hedgehog asks, straightening up a little when he notices I've returned from memory lane.
"I can't remember anything else. Oh Chaos, I can't remember!" I shouted, hands gripping at my quills.
"Hey, calm down, I'm sure it ain't so bad!" The hedgehog tried to calm me down, noticing that I was freaking out.
I looked up to him as he approached the bed.
"What do you remember?" He asked.
"Nothing! I remember being hit by a red car, but past that nothing!" I replied, earning me a slight wince, though I don't know which part of my reply drew such a reaction out of him.
"Do you remember your name is Shadow?" The hedgehog asked, dropping down on the edge of the bed.
"Shadow? That does sound like me." I muttered, looking away. The sound of my own name mellowed me a little.
The hedgehog's brow raised. So I didn't even remember my own name? This stranger had to tell me what it was.
"Really, you don't remember?" He asked in this strange tone, moving to lean with one hand on the bed, his torso now semi hovering over me.
I shook my head, panic welling up in my heart and mind.
Chaos, oh, Chaos. I can't remember. My name, my age, family, origin, my home, friends, background. My mind is completely blank! An empty, white slate!
What am I going to do? Is my memory ever going to return? If it does, will I remember a good life or a bad one? Maybe I was in trouble before I lost my memories or maybe someone has been waiting for me. Was I in the middle of something important?
So many questions and none of them can be answered.
It hurts, I can't think straight.
"Hey, hey! Don't panic! If you can't remember, I can tell you." The green hedgehog stated, seemingly a little annoyed by my panicking, though he tried not to show it.
"You can?" I asked, hope evident.
"Yeah! You're Shadow the hedgehog-" "Hedgehog doesn't sound right."
The green mobian glared at me for interrupting.
"Sorry, but that last name doesn't feel right. It feels kind of offending. Not the 'hedgehog' part, but the feeling that I'm supposed to have a different last name." I tried to explain, but he didn't care.
"Do you know what your supposed last name is?" He asked, making me shake my head.
"So, Shadow the Hedgehog it is." He repeated, which I silently agreed to this time.
It still felt wrong, though. It felt familiar, but also felt like I hadn't heard it in a very long time. Did I stop using it at some point and replace it with the last name I couldn't remember? That's all I could come up with.
"You've been living here for the past couple of months, so you're pretty lucky I was the one who found you. Imagine if some pervert had found you and taken advantage of you, especially with your kind of gender." The hedgehog smirked, earning a look of worry out of me.
"M-My kind of gender." I asked.
"Yeah, you have a pussy instead of a dick. Didn't you realise that by now?" He asked with a lust-filled gaze in his eyes, a hand lifting as if he wanted to grab said gender.
If my hip allowed any sort of strain, I would've pressed my legs closed.
"So... You sound like you know my gender pretty well." I stated in concern.
"Oh yeah, more than you realise, babe." The man said, smirking.
"Are we a couple?" I asked, but he shook his head.
"No, more like fuckbuddies." He responded, my eyes widened.
"What?! That doesn't sound right! Why would I be spreading my legs for you?!" I protested, a hand grabbing the hem of my hoodie and pulling it downward as if trying to cover up what my boxers were already covering up.
I guess I should ask him why my jeans were lying on the footend of the bed, I know they were mine because there was difference in size between that pair of pants and the one he wore right now, but my mind was on other matters.
"Because you don't have the money to pay rent. You're a slacker, you spend too much time at home and can't get off your lazy ass to go out and find yourself a job. So I, as selfless as I am, allowed you to stay at my place for free. I'm attracted to you and you're attracted to me, so we made a little deal. You get to have a roof above your head and turn I can get a taste of your pussy whenever I feel like it." The hedgehog explained, that smirk of his still very much visible.
This was amusing to him. Why I don't know, maybe it was the faces I was pulling upon hearing what kind of person I am.
Unemployed, lazy, a slacker and easy?
It feels terrible to know that I am that kind of person.
"Get out."
The hedgehog looked at me in surprise.
"Get the hell out!" I shouted at him sitting up in a flash, earning myself a look of surprise. It doesn't seem like he expected me to snap at him.
"Fine, geez, I was only trying to help." The green guy said as he stood up.
"Name's Scourge by the way, not that you asked." He told me, a twinge of guilt making its way into my chest, and left.
Now that I was alone I dropped back down on the bed, cursing as my hip ached even more now and it certainly didn't help that my headache grew because of how recklessly I lied back down.
Damnit, what the hell?

The days afterwards were awkward.
Scourge seemed convinced the relationship we supposedly had was the truth and he looked kind of sad and disappointed that I didn't believe him. According to him, his version of the story was the real truth and he wanted me to go along with it. I didn't want to, it sounded wrong to be so easy to get into.
Yet, it kind of seemed to hurt him.
Every morning, lunch and evening I was brought food on a platter because I couldn't get up with my hip. I had expressed my concern for it, maybe it had been broken or dislocated since that seems to be the place that car and I had made contact, but Scourge disagreed. He was convinced it was just a bruise that would hurt like a bitch, as he said, before disappearing.
I wasn't in a state to even get up and grab a phone to call a doctor, so I choose to believe his words and stayed put.
Scourge took care of me. Often was he away during the day, but he never failed in tending to my every need.
It was making me feel guilty. He was probably spending quite alot of money and time on me right now and yet I just continued to deny the relationship we used to share.
Over a week passed and surprisingly enough the pain in my hip vanished just like he said it would. I could walk around again and began familiarising with the apartment I had apparently been living in for quite a while now.
There was only one bedroom, further telling me that we probably shared the bed and informing me that my roommate has probably been sleeping on the couch this whole time.
I was kind of worried to see that there were literally no possessions of me around. Not even spare clothes. So did I up and leave my previous home before moving in here? I was still wearing the same hoodie and jeans I wore the day I was found. I was dying to pull some fresh clothes on.
But first things first.
I felt guilty and I hated that. Now that I was up on my own two feet again, I felt like it was time I did something about it.
We were supposedly fuckbuddies. Well, more like I had agreed to let him make use of my body to satisfy his libido whenever he had a need for me and in turn I didn't have to pay rent and could lazy around as much as I wanted too.
Apparently it made sense to me at the time. If I were really that easy, there's no reason to hold back, right? And besides, Scourge really does seem sad that that time is over.
Well, if that was really what we had agreed on, no reason to let him suffer for my memory loss, right?
Much to the hedgehog's surprise, I stripped myself of my clothing, pulling off my hoodie and letting it fall to the ground. There was hesitation in my actions, though I tried to convince myself that there was nothing to be shy about. According to him, we've seen eachother naked plenty of times.
My clothing lied on the floor and soon enough I stand naked before him, trying to fight the urge to cover up.
Upon seeing my nude body, I see something in his pants spring to life, creating a prominent bulge in his jeans.
"Ah yeah, this is what I'm talking about! How about we take this to the bedroom?" He asked, getting up and taking my upper arm to lead me to his room.
Scourge urges me to lie down on the bed, which we apparently share, and I listened. I lied down like he told me too, on my back with my legs bend and spread, my fingers spreading my nether lips while he looks on, just barely keeping himself from licking his lips.
"Is... this what you want?" I asked, feeling incredibly embarrassed to be in this kind of position.
I'd like to quit, but if this is really what I did before I lost my memory, than I'd like to get used to it again as soon as possible.
"Oh yeah, just perfect!" Scourge told me as he quickly strips himself of his clothing, wasting no time to free his erection. My eyes almost pop out at the size. How could that thing have ever fit in me?!
The green hedgehog crawls on the bed and gets into position on his knees, one hand had a hold on my thigh while the other held his shaft, aligning it with my entrance. He was ready to dive in at any moment.
But then he noticed my shivering.
"Fine." He sighs and brings a hand to my pussy, his thumb pressing down and kneading my clitoris.
A slight whine leaves me at the sensation, a jolt running up my spine. The way he's kneading my clit and rolling it around feels so good. I'm beginning to get aroused myself.
With one thumb attacking my sensitive nub, the index finger of his other hand travels to my opening, teasingly circling it before pushing it inside. The digit rummaged around, bending and rubbing all along my inner walls and folds. As he fingered me, a second finger joined the first one and I can feel it stretch. It feels quite uncomfortable, something I hadn't expected.
I was supposed to be used to this, right? Why does it feel so uncomfortable? Is it because I forgot? Is that even possible?
Scourge took my mind off of these thoughts by pressing down hard on my clit and scissoring my entrance, trying to stretch it out. I moan at the sensation, my body trembling. My arousal grew and my gender was becoming moist, sweat soon coating my fur.
I could see him smirk at the sight, like he's staring at something incredibly delicious and forbidden.
"I think you're about done, how about we get to the real deal?" He asks, moving his hands away from my feminine organ.
"Sure..." I agree with still a slight reluctance present, though I felt my loins long to take him inside.
With his tip aligned with my entrance, pushing up lightly, it penetrates me. He didn't go slow, he just kind of went inside. My teeth grit at the feeling of the sudden stretch, a slight burning sensation as his shaft disappears into my body until my pussy lips meet with his crotch.
Somehow I had taken him all the way to the root inside. It stung, but at least he let me get used to the stretch.
Silently I wondered if my body was supposed to feel this way if this was an everyday thing for us, but I didn't get to dwell on it for long as my hips were grabbed and the length inside of me pulled out.
I hold my breath as he pulls out only to push back in, the uncomfortable stretch still present. I don't think I was ready yet.
Scourge soon sets a fast pace, panting and groaning as he thrusts in and out of me with a quick rythm. I moan and yelp along with him, a mix of pleasure and discomfort filling me as my pussy is pounded.
It feels so weird to have a man's sexual organ inside of me. It feels good, but at the same time so wrong, like this is the wrong guy.
Scourge changed positions and lied down on top of me, soon thrusting like mad. With every snap of his hips he drives himself deep inside of me, his hands keeping my butt lifted.
His lips attack my throat and collarbone, though I would've liked to be kissed instead. It's strange how he just dived inside without even bothering to kiss me.
I moan and whine as it feels like he's reaching even deeper inside of me now, as if the head of his thick shaft is pressing directly up my cervix.
The hedgehog on top of me thrusted in and out, groaning all the way. While he kisses my throat, I can feel his hot breath brushing against fur and skin. The sensation alone feels strange, but somehow I like it.
I can feel my climax coming closer with each thrust, sprinting at me with full speed. My head reels back in the pillow as I wrap my arms around his neck, fingers grasping fur or quills while toes curl.
I knew it was coming, but it still took me by surprise. My body suddenly tensed up as a wave of pure pleasure washes over me, my teeth clenching and my vaginal walls clamping down on the manhood inside.
"Oh fuck, yeah!" I can hear Scourge shout out as the tightening of my walls felt wonderful to him. I could feel him throb and swell inside, does that mean he's about to cum? Is he allowed to cum inside? I don't know if it's safe for us to-
I can barely finish that thought when my body is pinned down hard and my hips held steady as he plunges his manhood inside as deep as it could go one more time before cumming, releasing everything he's build up inside.
I swore I could feel him fill me up, potent semen flooding my womb and filling it to the brim. My body tenses up again and my breathing quickens aswell as my pulse. The feeling of being filled up like this is amazing. Is this why I agreed to pay rent to him through sex? Because it feels this amazing?
I had just barely recovered when he pulls his limp member out of me, sending a chill down my spine, and flops down on the bed next to me, seemingly exhausted.
"Man, that was great!" He states, panting.
"Y-Yeah." I stutter, a hand coming to rest on my chest as if it could help my heart calm down.
I still feel kind of awkward and uncomfortable, despites how good it felt to orgasm and be orgasmed in.
Scourge sits back up and looks at me with a smirk. Or to be more precise, he looks down at my vagina with a smirk. The thing was a little red from the fast pace he used and just a slight bit of cum was dribbling out, but the sight felt like a conquest to him.
Why did this all feel so wrong?
"I'm gonna grab a shower before heading off to bed. You can join me if you wanna." The green hedgehog tells me as he gets up from his bed and leaves for the bathroom, the water soon running.
I just closed my legs and lied on my side, wanting to sleep instead.

The days afterwards were pretty much nothing but that.
Scourge made use of our agreement to the fullest and promised me I'd get used to it again soon, convincing me all the way that the fastest way for me to get back into the swing of things was to dive right into it.
I obediently followed his claim, bending over and spreading my legs everytime he asked. When I was in the shower, in bed, on the couch while we were watching a movie, even in the morning did I sometimes wake up to find him using my body to his heart's content. No matter when or where, I let him have his way with me.
When he took me to nightclubs were the only times I ever got to see the outside. The hedgehog was pretty possessive of me. He didn't like it when other people as much as stared at me too long, threatening to beat them up whenever I was offered a drink. One time some sleazy guy had even slapped my ass and Scourge made sure he returned home with a broken nose.
I felt uncomfortable to be in places like that. They were too crowded, too loud, but I didn't want to disappoint Scourge. All he dragged me to these nightclubs for was to show me off and have sex in the public bathroom, which I always complied to.
Each and every intercourse was unprotected. We never even as much as used a condom and it's not like Scourge took the time to pull out. In fact, he made an effort to cum inside as deep as he could, as if it was on purpose.
When around three months had passed, after a quick romp on the couch while watching the Terminator, I noticed I had an ever so slight rise in my abdomen. I hadn't noticed that before.
My fingers circling the slight rise in confusion had drawn Scourge's attention to it aswell, but he could only smirk.
He pulled out of me and left the room for the bathroom only to return with a pregnancy test, which I looked at in worry.
Was that really what was happening right now?
I know we've had sex so many times, nearly every day if Scourge felt like it, but it still felt so surreal.
But I took the test and the result was positive.

I didn't know how to feel about being pregnant. I should be happy, but I wasn't. I felt unresponsible, horrible. I should've made him wear protection, I should've taken the pill, anything to keep from getting knocked up.
But here I was, sitting on the bed and stroking my now four month old bump while Scourge took a shower. I was wearing an oversized t-shirt Scourge was loaning to me for me to wear at night.
As I lied in bed like this, my bump was visible through the shirt I wore and my eyes were glued to it.
I still wasn't happy. I'd welcome the child with open arms, I couldn't bring myself to do anything else, no adoption, no abortion, but I felt terrible. My past was still a comlete blank to me. If I didn't even know myself, how can I ever hope to raise this child like it should be?
Scourge came into the bed and pecked his lips on my cheek, but I didn't return it. He didn't seem to care that I felt angry with both of us. He just turned on his side and went to sleep.
For some reason it felt like he had done this to me on purpose.

The only time I was allowed to leave the house without Scourge was when he was sick and I had to go out for grocery shopping. It wasn't like he was keeping me inside with force, though. With my memory loss, going out and facing the world felt kind of unnerving, so I was more than comfortable with staying inside all day. And it wasn't like Scourge encouraged me otherwise.
Either way, on the way home, I was suddenly hugged by this stranger. She was a white bat. She had tears in her eyes as she cupped my cheeks in her hands and told me repeatedly how she was so relieved to finally see me again.
The bat noticed my confusion as I stared at her in worry as if either one of us had lost their mind. She looked so, so familiar, but I couldn't pinpoint where or why and it was frustrating me to no end.
The bat noticed and pulled me along to sit down on a bench in the park. She told me that her name was Rouge and that we were friends and housemates. She told me that I might be suffering from amnesia, which I apparently wasn't a stranger too.
I was worried, but she reassured me that my memories just kinda came back to me last time and that would probably be the case this time too.
Once her long explanation had finished, she eagerly urged me to tell her what happened.
I told her about my only memory being hit by a car on my way to somewhere important prior to waking up in Scourge's bedroom with a pounding headache. I told her how good the hedgehog's been, though I didn't tell her about the agreement we apparently had, our sex has lessened significantly ever since I turned out to be pregnant anyway.
Rouge seemed surprised to hear me speak about Scourge like that. We weren't lovers we were friends at most, she knew that, but it seems like she couldn't let go of the fact that all this time I've been living with Scourge.
Unfortunatly, with a sick hedgehog waiting for me at home, I had to cut the reunion short and we parted, Rouge promising me to come over for a visit and definitely telling Sonic where I've been this whole time.
I don't know who 'Sonic' is, but somehow I felt my heart flutter at his name. I wanted to see him.
That eager feeling bothered me aswell as what Rouge told me. If she was telling the truth, how could I have had that agreement with Scourge? According to him I've been living with him for a long while before I was entangled in that hit and run and lost my memories.
It bothered me, but with my memories only reaching back five months, I didn't have the courage to question the only person I've known for literally as long as I can remember.

This Sonic person came by that same evening. Apparently he's heard that I was found by Scourge and had come rushing over, though it was late in the evening. I was even wearing my nightwear, ready to go to bed. He had come running to me, eager to see me as I had been to see him.
He told me that, the evening I had disappeared, I had apparently invited him over for dinner, something about me wanting to tell him something important and personal.
I think we were close, he was telling me this to try and trigger some sort of memory.
I was five months far now and he couldn't help but stare at my belly in disappointment and hurt all the while, as if his heart had been ripped out and stomped on at the very sight of me.
I wanted to know why my appearance was troubling him so and invited him inside to come talk about it, but he refused, excusing himself for disturbing me so late and taking off, implying that he'd probably come by some other time.
An aching had made its way into my chest as I watched him take off. I still don't know why.
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