A Boy Needs a Bat If you walked around downtown Central City and asked the locals who they thought was the baddest bitch in the world, you would hear one name more than any other: Rouge the Bat. Rouge the Bat was many things. A world-class jewel thief. An ex-government agent. A model for magazines all over the world. But, above all, she was a top-shelf bitch - a ruthless woman with the skills to get whatever she wanted. Naturally, Rouge was desired by many. Men, women, the president, the Chinese government…they all wanted a piece of the bat, one way or another. And, the way she carried herself, you could tell at a glance that she knew it well. She made it her business to be the hottest bitch in the room at all times - and with her figure and finance, that was as easy as breathing. She was all about gold rings and silver diamond earrings. Knee-high platform boots and skin-tight bodysuits. Sometimes, she would go out in a slutty pair of booty shorts, or even just a nice pair of sheer black leggings. And her winged black eyeliner, colored eyeshadow and mascara were seemingly impervious to the elements. The bat would stalk the city streets at night, cruising for something expensive to snatch. And every night, at least two drivers would crash their cars trying to get a good look at her ass. You would think that such an eye-catching bat would be easy to catch. But this is simply not the case; no one flees a scene faster than Rouge the Bat. Thus she became notorious in Central City for showing up, serving cunt, causing mayhem, and then vanishing into the night. This is how Rouge spent her time whenever there wasn’t some international affair to meddle in. If there was no trouble to be found, Rouge would just go out of her way to make some, tanking markets and toppling businesses like the economy was her playground. And then, one day, this behavior suddenly came to an end, and Rouge the Bat went off the grid. No one - not even the government - knew how, why, or where she had disappeared to. ====================================== A couple hundred miles off the shores of Angel island, there was a quiet, nameless island. On a map, it looked completely inconspicuous - small enough that you might never notice it at all. And, on the off chance you were curious enough to sail to it, you would just see a huge rock sticking out of the water. As imposingly large as this rock was, it appeared to be devoid of any signs of life. Thus, most ships ignored it entirely, never knowing that the world’s greatest thief was lurking inside. This was Rouge’s hidden resort, which she had affectionately named The Batcave. Every bat needed a cave, and Rouge would not settle for anything less than the best. So, when she set out to build her hidden getaway, she knew she couldn’t hire just anyone. After all, she was a bat with very high standards, and she also had a nine-digit bounty on her head. Thus Rouge knew, from the very beginning, that only one person could help make her vision a reality. He refused to do it at first - said something about it being ‘a waste of valuable time and resources’. But after sending him a fat stack of rings and a few ‘tasteful’ late night nudes, the Batcave was finished in two weeks. Dozens of caverns carved out of the rock, all furnished and hooked up with state-of-the-art utilities. Now, on a nice, sunny day, Rouge would walk out onto her enormous balcony dressed in a fetching two-piece bikini. In the morning, she’d go for a swim in the infinity pool, and in the evening, she’d go for a soak in the hot tub. And, when she was feeling a little bit frisky, the bat would have Grounder, her robot bartender, mix her a drink. Usually with a lot of rum. But when the tropical winds grew fearsome and cold, the bat preferred to stay inside. Often she would sit on the couch in her pajamas and watch a movie or a show while she had her dinner. And, every now and then, she’d wander aimlessly around the house, admiring all the shit that she’d stolen over the years. But, after a few glasses of wine, Rouge was ultimately drawn to the echoes that came from beneath her feet. She heard it faintly every night - the hum of machinery, and the banging of metal. One would think that Rouge would find the sound annoying, considering how fucking enormous her ears were. However, the bat happened to associate this sound with someone she held in very high regard. She sauntered to the stairwell in her tight black leggings, a glass of merlot cradled in her right hand. As she descended, the noise got louder, and at the bottom, there was a door covered in safety warnings. Of course, she ignored them, and walked right in like she owned the place. Rouge found herself in an enormous workshop, littered with tools and loose schematics.The ceiling was lined with suspended catwalks and LED lights that lit up the whole cavern. There were stacks of drawings that laid out different sections of the Batcave, as well as one enormous, comprehensive map, which was laid out on a nearby work desk. The banging and whirring - along with a lot of sparks - was coming from above her, near the cavern ceiling. “Well, well, well. What is the mastermind cooking up this time?” Lurking on a suspended catwalk was a young two-tailed fox. However, this was no ordinary fox; it was none other than the inventor prodigy, Miles “Tails” Prower. At that time, the fox was busy rigging ceiling lights. But the moment he heard the bat’s sultry voice, his head snapped sharply in her direction. “Oh, Rouge! Great timing.” Tails had been living in the Batcave ever since he started working on it. Yet, weeks after he’d finished it, the fox remained. Why? Simple: Tails was moving in. He was building a brand new workshop in what was effectively Rouge’s basement. The boy vaulted over the catwalk railing, spinning his tails to slow his descent. Before he even landed, he was already taking an eager step in her direction. “Right now, I’m just finishing up the shop, but…I’ve been examining the logistics of building a hangar here in the batcave,” Tails explained. “You know, for my biplane?” “Mhm. I already gave you permission, cutie.” “Yeah, I know. It’s just that I’ve, uh, run into a little problem.” “What’s the problem?” “Well, as you might have already guessed, the hangar needs to be built at a certain elevation, and it needs to be big enough to accommodate my biplane, and then some. But there’s only one spot that will do the job, and right now…it’s a sauna.” The fox showed her a cross-section of the Batcave, where the area of the hangar overlapped with the sauna. “Damn,” the bat sighed. “I’m a little embarrassed that space ended up being an issue…” “Why?” “Well, I was gonna put the Batcave on a much bigger island, but as it turns out, fucking Eggman already bought most of the good ones.” Rouge scoffed and took a sip of her merlot. “Fuck the sauna. You can tear it down.” The fox raised an eyebrow at her. “Uh, are you sure? You did pay me to install it…” The bat took a step closer to Tails - close enough that he could wear her boobs as a hat. Then, she placed her hands on her knees and bent down to the fox’s level. “Tails, one thing this island and I have in common is that you are free to do whatever you want. You can have your way with my cave the same way you have your damn way with me.” The fox’s face lit up like a stoplight; suddenly he felt his heart beating in his chest. And then, he flashed Rouge a devious grin, showing off his cute little canines. “Okay then…in that case, I’ve made up my mind.” He reached around to her gorgeous rear end and gave her a ruthless slap on the asscheek. “O-oh?!” The bat set her wine glass on a nearby toolbox. “I’m gonna blow up the sauna to make room for my hangar.” Tails hoisted himself onto the edge of his desk, taking a seat with his legs slightly spread. “And you’re gonna get down on your knees and suck my dick until I say stop.” Rouge licked her soft, juicy pink lips and looked up at the boy as she dropped to her knees. She spoke only two words in response; the only words she was allowed to say. “Yes, sir…” She came face to face with the fox’s dick as she moved her head towards his fuzzy white crotch. And though Tails was just a boy, Rouge greeted his dick with open-mouthed reverence. She let it rest on her tongue for a moment, like a gemstone resting on a fine silk pillow. And then, obediently, she closed her lips around him, and did exactly what he’d told her to do. It had taken Rouge a long time to get Tails to act like this. Initially, the boy was incredibly timid - which was understandable, all things considered. But even when she let him fuck her from behind, he was too nervous to spank her or grab her ass. As much fun as it was to dominate Tails, Rouge wanted to see what he was really capable of. She wanted to see what he’d do if she pushed him hard enough. It took a lot of teasing, a lot of flattery, and a lot of walking around in the nude. She spent hours by his side, watching him work. And though Tails preferred to work in solitude, he didn’t mind having Rouge in his workspace; she was quiet, attentive, and stayed out of the way. Soon, he had her fetching things for him - tools, sockets, screws, wiring and the like. And she did whatever he asked her to, giving the fox the control he deserved. Slowly but surely, the boy became bolder, and Rouge let him make more decisions for her. She would wear whatever he wanted her to wear, regardless of how slutty it was. He only got more aggressive from there. Some days, he would ask her to pose for him. Other days, he’d have her give him a lap dance. Eventually, the fox became bold enough to slap Rouge on the ass in public. After that, it was only a matter of time before his predator instincts awakened. And once they did, she quickly learned there was no caging the beast she’d let loose. Despite only being ten years old, Tails fucked the bat better than any grown man could. And, even weeks after taking his virginity, Rouge couldn’t quite wrap her brain around how. It wasn’t like the boy was hung like a horse - his dick was barely a mouthful for her. And yet, here she was, kneeling between the fox’s legs. Sucking his cock like he had Chaos Emeralds trapped in his balls. Maybe it was his boundless, youthful energy. Maybe it was his cute, nerdy ramblings. Maybe she’d become addicted to the sickening guilt and heart-pounding excitement of getting fucked by a child. Or maybe it was the fact that, unlike most grown men, he actually knew where the fuck her g-spot was. At the end of the day, Rouge didn’t…really care. She was content to just be his bat. She looked up lovingly at the fox as she dragged her tongue up the length of his cock. Rarely did she deign to make eye contact with men, but when she was sucking off Tails, Rouge never took her eyes off of him. She felt that he was the only one that deserved that kind of respect - to have her look him in the eye while she worshiped his package. Even when she wasn’t between his legs, she found herself staring into those big, beautiful blue eyes of his. Cliché as it was, she couldn’t help but compare them to a pair of sapphires set into his head. Tails took a deep, shaky breath as she greeted him with her experienced tongue. “A-ahh…you like it down there, huh, Rouge?” The bat gave the boy an eager nod. “Foxy boy…I’m in love with your cock.” She planted a wet, hungry kiss on the tip. “Yeah?” snickered Tails. He grabbed the base of his dick and slapped her a few times across the cheek with it. “It’s not even that big, you know…” “Oh, but it tastes so fucking good.” She shut her eyes and turned her cheek to his cock, letting him slap her as much as he liked. “Does it smell good, too?” the boy sneered. Rouge opened up her eyes again and lowered her head beneath his cock. Descending further between Tails’s legs, until her nose was nestled against his little balls - and his dick was resting across her face. The bat took a deep, voracious breath, filling up her lungs with his scent. She could smell trace amounts of oil and gas in his fur, as well as vanilla-scented shampoo. But, more than anything, he smelled like a horny ten year-old boy - and that was what turned the bat’s brain into mush. All the sweat, saliva, and precum trapped between his fuzzy little legs. “Like you wouldn’t fucking believe,” answered Rouge. “Mmm. I’m glad you like the smell, Rouge, but I didn’t give you permission to stop.” He gripped the base of his cock again and gave her a stern slap across the face with it. “Am I gonna have to spank you?” The bat felt her cheeks get hot with embarrassment. She didn’t really want to acknowledge how horny that made her. “N-no, sir…” “Then do what I tell you to do, okay? Now take your clothes off.” “Of course, cutie…” Rouge rose to her feet to make it easier for her to disrobe. Then she reached down and grasped at her waistband, smiling at him as she pulled down her leggings. Her panties came down along with it, and she lowered them all the way down to her ankles. Before she had even begun to step out of them, she had already tossed her shirt to the side. He hopped off the desk and approached her slowly; the sight of him made the bat’s heart pound. She’d always liked letting the boy see her naked, but with his nowfound dominance, now she fucking loved it. The way that he circled her like a predator, eyeing her up like a thick cut of meat… It made her cunt unreasonably wet. “Good girl…” breathed the hungry young fox. He came up behind Rouge and pressed his chest to her back, reaching around her to let his hands wander. First on her hips, and then onto her waist, feeling his way up the frame of her body. Her breath was hot and heavy with lust as she felt his fingers approaching her chest. “You like it when I tell you what to do, huh, Rouge?” “Ohhh, yes sir…a-anything for you…” She shuddered and arched her back, pushing her butt against his crotch. “A-ah, I can feel your dick…how long are you gonna tease me like this, huh?” The boy ignored her. She’d already made it abundantly clear that he could do whatever he wanted. And right now, what he wanted was to play with Rouge’s tits. He scooped them up from underneath, one giant boob in each little gloved hand, and started toying with them both. Squeezing and kneading, rubbing them slowly, and circling her nipples with his fingertips. And, when even that wasn’t enough to sate him, he pinched them tight and pulled on them hard. “O-ohhh! Ahh…you dirty little fox…” She let out a deep, desperate moan. “You’re a little young to be a sadist, don’t you think?” She looked back at him pleadingly. “Don’t be so cruel to me…” Tails pulled one of his hands away just to shove it between her legs without warning. The moment the bat felt his fingers on her pussy, her legs opened up like she’d been trained to do so. She couldn’t see the adorable, smug grin on his face, but she could tell he was amused with himself. “Seems to me that you like it when I’m cruel,” Tails chuckled. He let his fingers glide across the rim of her pussy, which was slick and fat with shameful excitement. “Y-yes, sir,” Rouge admitted. “You know I can’t help it…you know how I get when you’re rough with me.” “Heheh. That’s what I thought.” Tails placed his little hands on the bat’s shoulder blades, and with just a little push, she yielded to his strength. She let him bend her over the desk, pushing shit off the desk on her way down. Blueprints and pencils fell to the floor as her tits were pressed down into smooth, polished wood. With arched back and raised tail, the bat surrendered herself to the fox. She heard the scraping of plastic on concrete as Tails kicked a stepstool into place behind her ankles. “O-oh, shit, come on…grab my hips and fuck me, boy…get up here and rail me already!” The boy raised an eyebrow and smiled at her, amused by her insolent little demands. He gave her a wicked smack on the ass, just to remind her that she was not the one in charge. “I didn’t hear you say pleeeease!” “O-Oh, fuck!!” The bat shrieked and gripped the edge of the table. “I-I’m…I’m sorry, what I meant to say was…” She took a second to put on the most sultry, intoxicating voice she could muster. The kind of deep, horny tone she reserved for him and him alone. “Please…fuck me until I scream, sir.” Tails laughed and stepped up onto the stepstool, gripping an asscheek in either hand. “Okay, if you say so!” Rouge’s jaw dropped as she felt him spread her open, his twitching young cock pressing tight to her cunt. The tip of it nestled against her labia, every so slightly parting her lips. He thumbed at the inside of her generous asscheeks, pulling them out of the way of his dick. She was getting impatient; she wanted it bad. But Rouge wasn’t in a position to rush him; she was his bat, and he could do what he liked. And eventually, he gave her exactly what she wanted. She let out a long, ecstatic moan as she felt his cock push its way deep into her body. The way it sunk into her soaking wet pussy, his size didn’t matter - it felt fucking good. And when she felt his little hips smack against her asscheeks, everything else became meaningless. The bat’s heart pounded as she heard him moan. Heard him tense up and grunt as he started to hump her. Nobody deserved her as much as this fox did - that was the manic delusion that ruled her. And the way he savored it, the way he pumped it slowly inside, she knew that he had realized the same. That his girlfriend - no, his bitch - was Rouge the Bat. The world’s sexiest thief was getting fucked by a ten year-old. Every time she felt his tummy fuzz brush against her asshole, Rouge’s stomach churned with twisted desire. She wasn’t supposed to be doing this. Not with Tails - not at his age. And yet, in spite of how shameful it felt to be bent over a ten year old’s desk, the bat had never been so fucking wet. She loved how he gripped her - how he groaned as he pounded her. Tails knew exactly what he had been given, and he was taking his sweet ass time with it. She moaned like a whore while she took it from him; the warmth sinking into her drove her insane. She could feel the fox’s cock running deep through her body, pushing up hard against sensitive walls. “O-Oh, fuck…” the bat whimpered. “Tails, sweetheart, you fuck me so good…” “Better than…hah…better than an adult?” “So much better…” purred the bat. “Ho-oohh…” “Y-yeah?” chuckled Tails. He gave Rouge’s right asscheek a vicious squeeze. “A-ah, Rouge, it feels…super good…” “Oh, Miles, I won’t make you stop…you can…ho-ohhh…fuck me all you want…” “I-I was gonna do that regardless,” chuckled Tails. She let out a squeal of pleasure and delight as he started to wildly pump at her pussy. The workshop echoed with the sound of her pussy, and the thunderous clap of her ass against his hips. He didn’t let up for even a moment - she got every inch of him, over and over. His two bushy tails started waving in rhythm, keeping him from potentially falling off the stepstool. And, with how ferociously he was fucking her, that became a very real possibility. Still, the fox kept up the pace, and Rouge started to dig her claws into the wood. She couldn’t believe how hard Tails was fucking her - it was the kind of force you wouldn’t expect from a boy. Then again, he was no ordinary boy - and the bat had known this for quite a long time. She saw how his mind worked - how his ambitions became reality. The realization of all that he drew up. He created so many incredible things, and yet no one seemed to realize it. Sonic, Knuckles, Amy, Shadow…they all took his genius for granted. And they wondered why he had issues with his self-confidence. Tails didn’t complain when Sonic took all the credit - he just did his fucking job. Even if his value was invisible to others. But it wasn’t invisible to Rouge. Over the past few weeks, the bat had allowed him to see it for himself. She did more than just suck his dick and praise his intelligence - she showed him that she noticed what others did not. She wasn’t just in love with the genius inventor, but also the playful young boy hidden beneath. And now, that playful young boy was pounding her cunt. He wasn’t particularly big or muscular, but those were not qualities Rouge was looking for in a boyfriend. What was important was the sense of purpose in the way he bent her over and fucked her like he owned her. And the way he moaned and groaned while he did it - it was like music to her giant ears. “O-Oh, Miles!! Th-this is…so bad…” The fox laughed anxiously. “I-I don’t think…we should be doing this…” Yet in spite of this, he didn’t stop thrusting. “No, I-I want you to have this. To have…me.” Her tongue rolled out of her mouth as she breathed all the words out. “I know - hahh! - I know you’re young, but…you’re a big boy. You can handle me…” “Are you sure?” “No one’s gonna catch us out here, cutie.” The bat bit her lip when she felt him speed up. “I picked this rock so no one would catch us. So no one would see me getting fucked by a ten year-old.” “You’re a dirty woman,” snickered Tails. He gave her a wicked slap on the asscheek, as if to scold her for what she had done. “Don’t worry, I’m not gonna tell anyone…but you have to do whatever I say.” “Oh, that won’t be a problem, foxy boy…” “Oh, yeah?” The boy pulled his dick from her body and gave her a slow, deep pump, savoring the way her pussy felt. “Who do you belong to, Rouge?” “O-Oh, I belong to you, Miles.” Rouge shook her ass, pushing back into his thrusts. “I’m your bat…” “Louder.” “I-I’m your bat!” The fox grinned maliciously and tightened his grip on her plump rear end. Then he started to ravage her cunt, pushing his hips into her as hard as he could. The sound of Rouge being ruthlessly fucked became louder than even her deep, shameful moans. “Ha-ah!! Ohhhhh fuck, you’re gonna make me cum!!!” Her words only emboldened him. As young as he was, he knew what she meant. He knew what the tone of her voice implied: he was driving her fucking crazy. And he kept going, knowing that any second now she’d tighten up and cum on his cock. Tails fucked her faster. Harder and deeper. He started to pant as his thrusts became frantic. Hot, sticky fluid soaked her cunt and dripped to the floor below them. And then, eventually, he felt her insides clench as a tremor rocked her hips from the inside. “OH!! T-Tails, I’m…I’m CUMMING!!!” Rouge couldn’t keep her footing as she came all over Tails’s crotch. A wave of ecstasy exploded inside of her, rocketing up to her brain in an instant. She felt her body shorting out, all of her muscles firing at once. Her feet slid helplessly against the floor - she would have fallen if it weren’t for the desk in front of her. For several seconds, her brain shut off. All that remained was the ten year-old fox that was pounding her pussy right through an orgasm. And then. slowly, the fox brought his hips to a stop. One last, hungry thrust, and then a steady withdrawal. He gripped at the base of his twitching young dick and slapped it hard against her asscheek. “U-ugh, Rouge, I’m not done…I’m gonna keep going, okay?” “Yes, sir…” the bat breathed. Though her orgasm had subsided, her legs were still trembling. She could hardly contain her desire for more dick. For this ten year-old boy to treat her like his personal porn star. She wanted to feel him cum inside her, and hear his cute little moans when he did. At that moment, she didn’t care if she got pregnant - all she wanted was to be his whore. “You sure?” “Oh, Miles, of course…you own me, you know…” “Then take a deep breath.” Rouge’s eyes widened as she felt his cock touch her tailhole. Before she could even react, it yielded, spreading around his slick cockhead. “OH!! T-Tails, wait!” Slowly but surely, the fox pushed his way in. Soaked as it was, it didn’t take much - and his dick was just the right size for her butt. She let out a long, desperate moan as he pushed ‘till his balls came to rest against her pussy. “Haaahh, shit…you’re lucky I’m experienced, boy…” “I know you are,” chided Tails. He pulled his cock gradually out of her butt, only to push it right back in. “You’re…u-uhn! A big girl…I know you can handle me.” Rouge felt her face getting hot by the way he turned her words back against her. As though getting fucked in the ass weren’t enough. She couldn’t believe what a pervert Miles was - and all it had taken was a little encouragement. Now, she was getting fucked on his terms - letting him take her the way that he wanted. The heat of the shame and shaky excitement was something she hadn’t felt since her freshman year. She pressed herself into the wood underneath her and reached back to spread her ass open for him. That was the only correct answer. She was hopelessly wrapped around Tails’s finger; all she wanted was to make him happy. And if her asshole made him happy, she was gonna spread it for him. “Mmff, good bat.” The fox sighed and gave her a slap on the ass, grinning from ear to fuzzy white ear. “I’m, uh…I’m gonna go fast, now.” “Oohh, yes sir…” With each ruthless pump of the little boy’s hips, his cockhead went all the way into her rectum. His balls slapped hard against her slick, swollen pussy, and the sound of each impact was shamelessly loud. But he wasn’t concerned with the noise - not this far out in the ocean. They were alone, and nothing was stopping him from pounding her as hard and fast as he liked. Over and over, he pushed into her warmth, and the bat started moaning like she was in heat. Whining and squeaking as her asshole was ruined - she’d always wanted to be treated like this. Sure, she’d been fucked in the ass by lots of men, but nothing would ever compare to the delight of taking it hard from a ten year-old boy. He was completely insatiable, and he didn’t let up for even a moment. She winced and cried out as she felt searing pain - her asscheek stung from another brutal spank. “Spread your butt wider,” demanded the fox. Quick and obedient was Rouge’s reply, pulling hard on her asscheeks to spread them wide open. Immediately, she felt him sink deeper inside, feeling his twitching young cockhead in her butt. “Hoohhh…is this wide enough?” “Mhm!” the boy answered with a sharp-toothed smile. “That’s perfect.” “A-anything for you, Tails…O-oh, fuck…” The bat struggled to find her footing as he picked up the pace. The warmth inside of her ass was unbearable; the walls of her rectum were soaked in his precum. She’d taken much bigger things up the ass, and yet nothing made her moan like Tails’s underage dick. Was she just putting on a show for him? Making him feel like he was doing a good job? Maybe that would have been believable, if her pussy wasn’t so fucking wet. Her grip on her ass loosened as she drooled on the desk. The truth was that she loved how his young dick felt, how it throbbed inside her so needily. Her train of thought was suddenly derailed when she felt another stinging pain in her asscheek. “I told you to spread your butt!” growled Tails. He spanked her again, and again, and again, punishing her for losing focus. “You’re an adult, I shouldn’t have to do it for you!” “Oh! I-I’m…hah! I’m sorry, sir…” She let out a manic giggle as her mind took a nosedive. She was so twisted for letting him speak to her that way - for getting wet when he punished her. And now it was far too late for her - she was a whore for his cute little demands. She was wanted for theft and espionage, and yet this was the most heinous of all of her crimes. And she did not give a fuck. She spread her ass open for him once he was done spanking her. Pulling her hole open for the tip of his cock, and she heard him moan as he pushed it back in. “It won’t…oh…happen again, sir,” she whined. “It better not,” huffed Tails. “Hoh, shoot, Rouge, I-I think I’m close…” The bat’s eyes shot open at those four little words. Her heart beat fast like an errant drum; she was about to creampied by a ten year-old boy. A deep, buried part of her wanted to stop - to try and salvage what was left of her dignity. But the voice of her conscience couldn’t be heard over the sound of her ass smacking against Tails’s hips. The fox fucked her hard, like a rabid young predator - he gripped her hips tighter and started to moan. With each wild thrust that he pushed into Rouge, the tightness and warmth of her ass drove him crazy. He was too young to really understand these feelings, but he didn’t need to - not when it felt this good. She could feel him throbbing inside of her, drawing closer and closer to his limit. He wasn’t gonna hold out for much longer - and she wasn’t going to stop him. All she did was moan like a bitch and pull her asshole open wide. “Y-you gonna cum in my ass, foxy boy?” The bat felt a stupid grin form on her face; she couldn’t help it, she was having too much fun. “Please…please, I want it…” Tails’s grit his teeth and rolled his eyes back; there wasn’t an ounce of restraint in his body now. He had only a vague idea of how lucky he was to be in this position, but he knew that he was going to savor every second he had left in this woman’s ass. As it turned out, that was only about three seconds. After that, his dick swelled, and he came deep inside her. “Ohhh…Ohhh…Rouge, I-it’s…coming out!” Rouge squeaked as she felt him twitch, and then she let out a long, drawn-out moan. She could feel him pouring his seed deep inside her, flooding her ass with sticky white cum. Deeper and deeper, it flowed through her body, filling her up with unbearable warmth. She couldn’t believe that a boy at his age could cum so much. And while it wasn’t quite as much as, say, Knuckles, it was the most satisfying load she’d ever had dumped inside her. She couldn’t get enough of him, the way that he trembled and panted while he came. He was so fucking cute, and she thought she might die just from hearing his adorable little moans. “Let it all out…” she breathed. She gripped her asscheeks and spread herself wide, looking back at him with a sick, horny grin. “That’s it, boy…fill up your bat.” Tails cried out in ecstasy, nearly falling off the footstool. He didn’t need to be told twice. The boy huffed and puffed and clutched Rouge’s hips as he poured the last of his cum inside of her asshole. “A-agh…Wow,” the fox sighed. “Still can’t believe…you let me do that.” Slowly, his little cock shrunk back down, and eventually it popped out of her ass. The bat laid limp over the top of the desk, taking a moment to catch her breath. Her holes ached good, and so did her asscheeks. But, most of all, her head was fuzzy with sick desires and guilty pleasure. Thoughts of little boy dick danced through her head, and each one ate at her conscience. Soon, her brain echoed the fox’s words: she couldn’t believe she let him do that, either. But Rouge was too far gone to even regret it anymore. ====================================== The moon rose high over the ocean, bathing the clouds in its pale white glow. The seas had calmed and the storm had passed, though there was still a chill in the air. On nights such as these, Tails liked to lean over the railing and enjoy the view from the Batcave balcony. Soon, however, the screen door slid open, and his bat stepped out into the cool night air. The lights washed over her curvaceous naked body as she sauntered up to him. “How’re you feeling?” The boy turned around to grin smugly at her, still leaning against the railing. “Mmgh, amazing,” purred Rouge. “Thank you for cumming inside of me, sir.” Tails chuckled and reached out to grab her, drawing her close with his arm around her waist. “Can’t believe it took me so long to realize how much you liked me.” “Boy, I've been fantasizing about your cock since you were eight.” She placed her hands on his shoulders and let out a warm, wistful sigh. “You are the cutest little fox I've ever met.” “Jeez, eight?” snickered the fox. He reprimanded her with a firm slap on the ass. ”You’re a dirty bat…” “Yeah, I am,” agreed Rouge. She leaned forward and pressed an affectionate kiss to his lips. “But sometimes, a boy needs a bat, no matter how dirty and wicked she is.” Tails felt his cheeks fill with color again. Her kisses always shocked him, no matter how many he’d received. And she’d given him hundreds and hundreds of kisses, sweet and hungry with warmth and desire. More kisses than he could possibly count - more kisses than a boy his age should ever get. And she would just keep giving them to him. Because although Rouge the Bat was many things - A thief, an agent, a world-class model - she was now his obedient lover. Miles Prower’s trophy girl. And of all her titles, she was proudest of that one.