This is a transcript of Agent [Anon], working under the [Redacted] division of the Guardian Unit of the Nations in regards to first contact with the power known as “Infinite.” Begin recording.

Anon moves trough the Eggman base, rifle raised and blasting through the faceless Egg Pawns. As they fall, red cubes of energy dissipate from them before they finally disappear. “They just keep coming. Eggman must have a new means of producing units!”
“Keep going, Anon. We need to find out about this new Egg Boss. Sources say you are looking for the leader of Jackal Squad. He should be just up ahead.”
“Roger!” Anon rushes forward, shoulder checking the door ahead of her. Once she does, a reverberating sound runs through her head, and the world around her becomes a red, wavy mess.
Anon screams as she falls, tumbling down and spinning through the darkness.
There are a few flashes… a mask, a clawed hand, a jewel, and another round of that strange reverberation…

Anon lays back on the palatial divan, dressed in a light, revealing silk gown. Mobian males in loincloths fan her and clean the nearby pool. Something nags at the back of her head, but before she can figure out more about it, a coyote dressed only in his boots and his guard’s sash approaches her.
“G… General…?” Anon gasps.
He smirks and places a hand upon her lips, hushing her. He then climbs up upon the divan, his hands moving down along her body, outlining her breasts, and then traveling down to her hips. As he does this, his red Mobian cock slips free from between his legs, hardening just from the sight of her. “I know you desire me, mademoiselle Anon… My service… she is all yours.”
Anon scoots closer, letting the warmth of his manhood brush up against her barely covered sex. The General sighs, smiling down at her and gripping her thighs. Once in place, he thrusts forward, grinding against her silk. Already, his cock drizzles with his fertile pre.
All around them, the other serving boys just keep doing what they’re doing. None of them seem to recognize anything happening here. Anon reaches out, her hand passing through a dog boy, leaving only those same red cubes from before.
Antoine frowns, his suave smile becoming a terrible scowl. “What, is this not good enough for you?” He pulls back, forcing his length under her gown and up into her sex
The reverberation runs through Anon’s body again. This time, Shadow the Hedgehog stares at her with his crimson eyes as he thrusts forward. Her clothes are all gone, and so are his. “Is this better? Is this what you want?”
Anon pushes herself up, reaching out for his chest fluff, but something hard bars her way.
“Anon… isn’t this all you’ve wanted? Is this not good enough for you?”
Anon shakes her head.
He huffs, pulling his cock out from within her. “Oh, you really are clever. I guess you’re just too dumb to enjoy my illusions.”
Hundreds of cubes surround Shadow, and soon, floating above her, holding one elbow in one hand and the other supporting a face-concealing mask, is a Mobian, a Jackal, with a burning red eye staring down at her. He chuckles as he shakes his head. “Look at you, so weak that you’d fall to my illusion and allow me to enter you. I can smell your desire from here. It burns within you, doesn’t it. I am Infinite, and you are nothing before me. Enjoy while I sate my desires upon you.”
Anon’s arms are thrown back, shackled by glowing manacles as her legs are spread apart. Infinite grabs onto her thighs with his spikey gauntlets. He stares at her as his red rocket doubles in size, surrounded by the cubes a moment before it quivers in its anticipation. “Oh, yes, look at you…” a mirror appears beside him, showing Anon her body before him, the tell-tale signs of  her arousal impossible to ignore. “You are the ultimate form of weakness, submitting to your superior. It gets me so excited to see how much you want me. I think I’ll actually give you exactly what you want, just so you can see how weak you are!”
The cock pushes its way into Anon’s sex, spreading her wide as he himself groans. He seems to grow himself, becoming taller, longer, human sized. Enough so he can hold her down himself and reach her face-to face. He huffs through his mask with each thrust he gives upon her, his gauntlets keeping her pinned as he thrusts over and over into her. His growls fill her ears as he leans in, whispering to her. “You and everyone else… are weak… weak… weak! Feel my strength, and love it, Anon!”
With a final thrust, he releases deep into Anon’s sex, filling her womb with his Jackal seed. He pushes himself up from her, his finger taking a final trail down her body, between her breasts, and swirling over her navel. “There… now I’ve left you something to remember me by…  the only sign of strength you have. What’s that? Humans and Mobians can’t breed, Anon? Well, you just have to wait and see how strong my power really is.”
He throws his head back, laughing with malice. “Oh, Shadow! I’ve done it. You think you’re the ultimate lifeform now? Well, top that!” 
With that, he picks up Anon’s camera, turning it to face his face alone. “That’s right, and now, with the release of this video, everyone will know just how strong I really am. Do you think you can stop me? Come and get me, if you think you can take me, but you’re gonna regret it. You don’t have what it takes to be Infinite.”