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The whole thing would have screamed “Trap”, so…wait, why had she even-\n\n[i]“It was this pretty lady and a fox fella, but he was kinda weird, I don’t think I ever saw anyone with two tails…”[/i]\n\nTails, the cat had said he was here, then there was some sort of roar and she’d panicked. She’d run into the house, but the moment she had, she’d felt heavy, her vision fading to black the moment she’d set foot in the door, her last sight being a smile…that cat’s smile…\n\n“He tricked me,” Sally growled, “That little bastard.”\n\n“Now that’s not very nice.”\n\nSally looked up, ignoring the ache in her skull as she did so, finding herself looking at the cat from before, only different. He looked older by far, maybe her age if not older, and his pelt had gone from its previous, unspectacular brown to silver…And transparent…And he was floating…\n\n“Boo!” the cat said jovially, chuckling a bit to himself, “Good evening, Princess.”\n\n“Who are you?” Sally demanded, getting a defensive stance, for all the good it might do, “What do you want?”\n\n“Ah, that’s the big questions, isn’t it?” The cat smiled, “I have gone by a great many names, most call me by my title as caretaker of this mansion, but you may call me Spector.” He introduced himself with a mid-air bow, “As for what I want, in the spirit of the night, I just want to play a little game.”\n\n“A game?” She asked incredulously, “Spirit of what night?”\n\nFor the first time since she woke up, the cat’s smile faded, “Ah, yes, another of the many things left to be forgotten from ages past. The spirit of The Night, young princess, this night when, under the full moon, the border between realms thins, warps and, at times, even disappears completely. I speak of the Eve of All Hallows, of course.” Spector suddenly looked contemplative, “Although, I suppose it might have been a good thing so many of your world have forgotten it, elsewise, the mansion may not have been able to come here without too much attention, since you folks have forgotten so many of the ancient ways and rituals.”\n\n“As for the game, it’s simple enough, you are currently in the attic, and all you have to do is make it to the front door before dawn. Get to the entryway, and you are free to go, keeping in mind that I have a few happy…surprises to trip you up along the way.”\n\n“What about the others?” Sally asked, “You said others were here, what about the two-tailed fox?”\n\n“Miles?” Spector asked inquisitively, “Oh he and the others are about, they’re a part of the game, after all. I’m sure you’ll run into them.” The cat chuckled as he faded from view, surprising Sally.\n\nGrowling to herself, Sally checked out her surroundings before going to the window, aside from the attic there was three, maybe four floors below her before leading out into the forest. With a smirk she set to work. Within fifteen minutes, she had tied together a number of sheets into a makeshift rope, tied to one of the support beams. Hefting a heavy wooden chair from beneath one of the sheets, she threw it at the window as hard as she could. The window gave way easily, shattering loudly as the chair flew through.\n\nAnd then flew back at her, knocking Sally on her but as the window reassembled with an odd sound, almost reversed shattering sound.\n\n“I should have known that would be too easy,” Sally groaned as she rubbed her head. Looking up close, there was no evidence of any sort of damage to the window. 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As soon as she stepped off the ladder, it snapped back up, the loud noise causing her to bring the poker to bear as the stairs closed so tightly, the princess couldn’t see the outline of the door in the ceiling, if it was even really there.\n\nThe hallway wasn’t too different from the attic, old, faded paintings hanging from walls of peeling paint and wallpaper. The floors, as well as any other surface, were caked with dust, with cobwebs dotting the corners and broken lighting fixtures. The only light brought by the full moon peeking through a large window at the end of the hall, casting it’s pale glow into the old house.\n\n“Okay, you can do this, Sally. You just have to walk out the front door,” she told herself, “Just get moving. This place can’t be that big.”\n\nA soft thud pulled her attention to the far end of the hall, then another. Repeated hard, heavy footsteps falling as a large…thing, stepped from around the corner, stopping in front of the window. The moonlight hid most of the creature, leaving Sally staring at a large silhouette, but at the moment, that was all that the princess needed. Seeing the large, hunched mountain of muscle at the far end of the hall, feeling its eyes focusing on her, had already set her on edge, but the loud, deep growl pushed her over the edge.\n\nFast as she could, Sally took off as fast as her feet would carry her, a loud, gravelly bark echoing through the house as, with the scraping of claws against the wooden floor, the beast chased after her. While she was no Sonic, Sally was a pretty fast girl on her feet, but with the beast’s large strides, she could hear it closing in, and she could practically feel it’s breath on her neck.\n\nSally managed to round a corner, happy to hear the beast skidding past the turn as she tried to think quickly. With not much other choice besides another hallway run she was pretty sure would see her caught by the large monster, she reached for the first door she could, jumping in and slamming it behind her.\n\n[center][u])()()()()()()([/u][/center]\n\nThe moment the door closed behind her, Sally was momentarily blinded by the sight before her, firelight glinting brightly off of everything around her. It took a few moments of blinking before she could see, and even then the sight had her floored.\n\nGold, silver, rubies, diamonds, gems and treasures as far as she could see, in a room larger than should be possible in this house. From piles of gold coins to stone statues with gold and gem inlay, the amount, the sheer worth of all of this probably far outweighed the worth of the Acorn Kingdom’s treasury several times over.\n\n“It’s a pretty beautiful sight, isn’t it?”\n\nSally jumped in surprise, spinning and brandishing her weapon at…Rouge?\n\nThe bat was dressed largely in odd, white bandages, up and down her legs and arms and what could be called a sort of bandage bikini, decked out in gems and gold from an ornate gold and silver headdress to a gem studded scepter and bracelets. More than that, though, her body seemed to be…more than it was. Sally was comfortable with her body type, but she would admit to some occasional jealousy towards the buxom ‘treasure hunter’, but now, Rouge looked, well…\n\n“You know, you can stare all you want but the iron bar kinda sends a mixed message.”\n\n“Sorry,” Sally apologized, lowering the poker, “Rouge what are you doing here?”\n\nThe bat chuckled, “Look around you, why wouldn’t I be here? Gold, treasure, and gems, girl, gems and gems and gems!” Rouge cheered, looking a little manic, “Emerald, rubies, diamonds, even painite, Sally, Painite! There’s even gems here I’ve never seen before.”\n\n“And the get-up?” Sally asked, quirking an eyebrow.\n\n“Comes with the job,” Rouge smiled, running her free had over herself, “And I think I make it look good, don’t you?”\n\n“Job?”\n\n“My new job as the keeper of the treasure Room, of course, and its guardian, which you’re trespassing in, by the way, sooo,” Rouge snapped her fingers, “Sorry.”\n\nSally suddenly feeling solid hands grab her arms and legs, the stone faces of the statues looking down at her as she was lifted into the air, leaving her poker clanging to the ground.\n\n“What?” Sally grunted, struggling against the solid grip of the moving statues, “What are you doing, what’s going on?”\n\n“Sorry, Sally, but you trespassed into the mummy’s tomb, and now,” She motioned to the statues, who lowered the ground squirrel, face down, onto a table, holding her in place, “You’ve got to take your punishment.”\n\n“Pu-Punishment? What are you talking abo-AH!” Sally yelped as a sudden stinging sensation erupted from her rump. “Di-did you just spank me? Rouge, what the Hell!? AH!” Sally yelped again as she felt another hit, looking back to see Rouge holding a small paddle, which looked to be made out of some sort of cloth wrapped wood or something.\n\n“Now, Sally,” Rouge admonished with a devious grin, “Just take your licks like a good girl.”\n\n“AH, DAMN IT!” Sally cursed as another smack landed. This continued for another five slaps before is ended. Sally looked back just in time to see the paddle fall apart, unwrapping into nothing but bandages that rewrapped around Rouge’s arm.\n\n“It’s a nice trick, isn’t it?” Rouge asked as numerous bandages extended from her arms like extra limbs, snaking towards Sally, “Just another perk of this little job.”\n\nSally’s struggles renewed as she felt the strange cloth wormed around her body, softly rubbing and teasing as they did. Sally struggled, feeling the bandages stroking under her vest, cupping her chest as others caressed and squeezed along her body, her legs, her thighs-\n\n“Just relax, Sally,” Rouge cooed softly as her got close, her actual hands joining the fray, “I know what I’m doing.”\n\nSally felt the bats hands rub into her back, rubbing in something slick as a sweet, flowery scent reached her nose. As the bandages continued their work, Rouges hands worked in under the blue vest, strong but tender as she began to massage oil into the squirrels back. Sally struggled, but the strong hand of the statues held her still as the surprisingly strong grip of the bat rubbed and massaged her body, her hands quickly moving out to join her wrappings on other areas of Sally’s body. As much as Sally wanted to resist, she could feel her body relax under the bats tender assault, her resistance only flaring back up when Rouge began to reach more personal areas, not that it stopped her.\n\nHer breasts, her thighs, her ass, Sally’s entire body was being worked over, she couldn’t even stifle a moan when Rouge tweaked one of her nipples, her body warming as she felt the oils spread.\n\n“Nice to see out naughty little intruder is calming down,” Rouge whispered into Sally’s ear, “Just lay down and enjoy, these massage oils are a very special blend and I’ve had plenty of practice.”\n\nSally moaned as she was openly groped by the bat, her body quaking as a weak surge of pleasure surged through her, not noticing one of Rouge’s bandages reach off to the side. One of Rouge’s hands slipped low, dipping into Sally’s slit as she squirrel squirmed, gritting her teeth and tying to not groan.\n\n“You know, Sally, it’s not healthy to hold back like that,” Rouge whispered huskily into her ear, her fingers quickly, skillfully seeking out the most sensitive places they could reach.\n\nSally’s body twitched as an orgasm took hold, thinly noticing the statues no longer held her as she quivered, her juices soaking Rouge’s hand as the bandages withdrew. Sally fell against the table, panting for the moment as she recovered. Catching her breath, Sally shakily lifted herself.\n\n“Glad to see you enjoyed yourself,” Rouge smiled, “And I’ve got a lot more to show you. You wouldn’t believe the new toys I’ve found here.”\n\nLooking back, Sally saw Rouge holding a varied array of sex toys, gold ones, stone ones, gem studded ones, and even more held aloft by her bandages. 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The sound of water running was the only noise in the room as she cautiously moved forward, finding the source of the sound, a faucet running into a bath that might as well have been a small swimming pool. Turning off the faucet, Sally surveyed what she could through the fog, spying a set of towels hanging next to a full length mirror. She quickly snatched one up, rubbing away the oils as quickly as she could. \n\nLooking herself over in the mirror, Sally noticed a few rips in her vest, “Probably from those weird statues.” She sighed, “Just what the hell was wrong with that bat.”\n\n“Well, Rouge can be a bit…overzealous at times.”\n\nSally jumped, spinning with a punch, only for it to be caught by…Tails?\n\n“Sally, is that any way to say hello?” He said with a smirk, showing a pair of fangs.\n\n“Tails?” Sally gasped, “What happened to you?” Although, she had to admit, whatever had happened had done him good. He was a good head taller than she was now. And muscles, tight, toned muscles as far as she could see from the towel he was wearing and up, up, up.\n\n“Do you like it?” The fox asked, “I have been working out a bit.”\n\nSally looked at him incredulously, only to notice his eyes. The kind blues had become a sort of mischievous red, glinting like rubies. Suddenly, Sally’s body felt a bit heavier, but she didn’t want to look away, never, those had to be…[i]The most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen…[/i]\n\n“Sally?” Tails said, “Are you alright?”\n\n[i]He is pretty handsome, isn’t he?[/i] A voice echoed in her head, she’d always told Tails he was a handsome young man, when asked at least, but right now? Something just made him gorgeous, incredible, [i]fuckable[/i]-\n\n“Wha?” Sally blinked, shaking her head as she stumbled a bit, falling into Tails, “S-sorry,” she said, blushing at the close contact, “I-I think it’s the steam, or the heat.”\n\n“Well, I was about to take a bath,” Tails said, sending images racing though Sally’s mind, “You want to join? You look like you could use a bit of a wash, too. It’ll be like the old days.”\n\n[i]No it would not, it would be infinitely better,[/i] Sally shook the errant thought from her head, “N-no, Tails, we…we have to get out of here,” She tried to focus through the mental fog.\n\n“Why?” Tails asked, his voice suddenly sounding more seductive than anything Sally had heard before. Just that one word made her shiver in need as she looked up…into his eyes…\n\nBefore she knew it, Sally was heatedly kissing the fox, his tongue wrestling with her own as his hands roamed her body. Part of her knew this was wrong, this wasn’t her and this wasn’t Tails. That part of her fought tooth and nail but her body had a mind of its own. She ran her hands over the fox’s lithe muscles, one even going lower and groping his butt after pushing the towel away to fall to the ground. Returning the favor, Tails slipped his hands up and relieved Sally of her vest, which fell to the floor as well.\n\nIt ended up being Tails who broke the kiss, kissing and nipping his way across her cheek, and down her neck. She could feel his odd fangs graze against her flesh and fur, almost threatening to…\n\nBut Tails wouldn’t do that, he didn’t, He pulled back and looked at her, Sally again losing herself in those blood red eyes, “Sally…You’re perfect.”\n\nSally’s body quivered, something about his words, his tone, echoed inside her more than they should have. Part of her knew this, but it didn’t lessen the effect at all. Sally surveyed the now nude Miles Prower, his body, his muscles, his-\n\nThe sight of Tails’ tool shook something in Sally’s mind. She was suddenly aroused beyond belief. This was wrong, a part of her screamed, this was Tails, someone she’d known, practically raised, since childhood. That thought, though, did little to deter her mind. In fact, the idea of her being intimate with her pseudo-son, the forbidden feeling of it all, made her mind race even more, her body pulsing with need.\n\nShe kissed him, again…She felt over his body, again…\n\nAnd again, she couldn’t stop herself as she pressed herself close to him, feeling his own arousal press against her. As much as that rebellious part of her mind fought, another part of her wanted this, to be with him, to taste that forbidden fruit, to feel the love that was practically radiating from him.\n\nSally didn’t know when she ended up on the floor, looking up at Tails as his cock pressed against her core. Again, those eyes…Those eyes…\n\n“Sally,” Tails whispered, “Do you want me?”\n\nNot a bit of Sally had it in her to say no, not to those eyes. She reached up and pulled tails into another kiss as her legs, bare though she didn’t remember removing her boots, pulled his body closer. She felt his body become one with her own, rocking together. He wasn’t her first partner, but he felt like the best. In short order, her body was on fire, moaning as he looked down at her, their eyes locked. \n\nThose eyes, again with those eyes, they held a danger in them, like she was prey before a predator willing to snap her up, but they also made her feel safer than she ever had before, like she never wanted to leave their gaze.\n\nTime seemed to have no meaning, she felt him hold her close, she felt climax after climax wash over her, and she felt his own warmth fill her as well. She eventually found herself riding him, both of them moaning, when out of the corner of her eye she saw it, the mirror from earlier, reflecting her image, lost in passion…\n\nAnd reflecting nothing else…\n\nThat part of Sally’s mind finally gained sway as she pulled herself free, scooting away from Tails.\n\n“Is something wrong, Sally?”\n\nPart of her wanted to say no, to return to his embrace, but she looked away. She knew that, somehow, it would be over if she looked into those eyes again.\n\n“Something’s wrong, Tails, with this place, with us, with Rouge, with everything.” She shuttered, “I have to go.” \n\nShe stepped towards a door, not really knowing if it was the one she came in through or some other door had appeared in this strange place, only to be stopped as arms wrapped around her, pulling her into a solid body, pressing himself against her, Sally shuddering as she felt his tool press against her rump.\n\n“You know, I had the biggest crush on you when I was little,” He whispered into her ear, “Every time you and Sonic broke up, part of me thought, ‘maybe this is my chance’, ‘maybe she’ll choose me now’. Do you have to go, Sally? We could just stay here; it could be the two of us, always.”\n\n“N-no,” She fought to get out, the word struggling to not be said as she pulled herself free and moved quickly to the door.\n\n[center][u])()()()()()()([/u][/center]\n\n[i]Her scent was back again, but this time it lacked the flowery smell and was tinted with…competition. Another had staked a claim on her.\n\nThe beast growled at the challenge, claws raking the floor as the lumbering creature dashed through the halls, arousal pulsing and aching for release.\n[/i]\n[center][u])()()()()()()([/u][/center]\n\nSally managed to get the door shut behind her. Panting, both from arousal and her flight from her changed friend, leaning against the door as her legs quaked like jelly from the ordeal. As much as she hated to admit it, a part of her wanted to go back, part of her just wanted to open the door and throw herself completely to the mercy of the fox, but she didn’t. This place, it was messing with her head, she had to get out. Quickly, too, since the monster of the hallways would probably be on her soon, and in her current condition and without a weapon, she wouldn’t stand a chance against the colossus.\n\n[i]Speak of the devil;[/i] Sally thought bitterly as the heard the rapidly approaching stride of the beast. Choosing the direction away from the source of the sound, Sally ran as best as her tired body could carry her, thankfully coming to a pair of large, ornate staircases circling the walls of a single room, it was the main hall! She was close enough to see the door, the entryway. She quickly made her way down the stair, the lumbering steps quickly getting closer. \n\nShe’d made it to the floor when she heard the steps stop. Looking up, she saw the beast staring down from the top of the stairs. Close to her goal, Sally made for one last dash as the beast howled, leaping from the top of the stairs. Sally had almost made it when the large beast landed in front of her, knocking her to the ground. Looking up as moonlight filtered into the house, Sally found herself looking up at the twisted, feral form of…\n\n“Blaze?”\n\nThere was definitely some resemblance between the feline princess and the beast before her now. Her fur was the same, though maybe a shade darker as it stretched over the muscled, Amazonian build, the gem on her forehead, the clothes, or what remained of them, belonged to Blaze. \n\nSally’s thought were stopped cold by a growl from the beastly Blaze. The predatory gleam in the cats eyes made Sally’s heart stop, but, as the Blaze stood higher, her heart sank even lower upon noticing something she was fairly certain Blaze didn’t usually have.\n\nHard, twitching and pointing directly at Sally’s face was the largest slab of meat she had ever seen. It seemed almost impossibly big, and seemed even bigger when it started pressing against Sally’s face, smearing it’s dripping fluids onto her. Sally tried to back away, only to be stopped by a growl and a large hand gripping her head, forcing her mouth closer to the twitching tool. Despite Sally’s resistance, Blaze had the strength to have the upper hand, smearing the squirrels face before forcing a bit into her mouth. \n\nSally’s jaw stretched painfully, but thankfully it only lasted a few seconds before she was pulled off and thrown to the floor. Looking up, she could see the entryway just out of her grasp. She reached, but felt a large warmth settle above her as Blaze’s beast pressed against her from behind. She struggled to get away, but was caught by the were-Blaze’s grip and roughly pulled back onto the pulsing beast.\n\nSally’s mouth opened in a silent scream, her body stretching in ways she didn’t know it could as blaze set to work. This wasn’t sex, this wasn’t making love or fucking or even rutting, this was basically her becoming a tool, a toy for the growling, howling monster behind her, tears falling as she continued to try and reach for the door. Her first orgasm caught her completely by surprise. While Rouge had brought skill, and Tails had brought emotion, this was through sheer brute force, crashing into her like a train, but Blaze didn’t slow in the slightest. In fact, the were-cat’s pace seemed to increase, her tongue hanging out as she lifted Sally from the floor, now really using her as a dick-sleeve.\n\nSally gave token struggles, for all the good it did against the muscled monster, her strength leaving her with every forced, rough orgasm. She soon felt the beast’s pace slow, her relief dying after a short life when she felt the monster within her throb, Blaze’s thrusts gaining strength.\n\n“N-no,” Sally rasped as she felt the solid slab inside her throb once more before spewing it’s hot, heaving contents inside her. Tears fell as Sally felt her body swell, far beyond anything it should have been able to do, her belly swimming with the feline’s seed. She heard Blaze growl contentedly, holding Sally close with one arm as she lowered them to the floor, curling up as her seed continued to flow into her new toy, overflowing as she was filled beyond capacity. Struggling limply, Sally reached out again, the entryway just within her grasp, that single board like a finish line she had to reach. Just as she was about to, though, just as victory was within reach, the light of dawn peeked through the window of the front door. Sliding doors of the entryway slammed shut, grazing her fingers as her heart, her hope, fell.\n\n“Well, princess, it seems you lose.”\n\nLooking up, weakly, Sally saw Spector, Rouge and Tails, smiling mischievously down at her.\n\n“Aw, don’t look so down, Sally,” Rouge smirked, brandishing one of her toys.\n\n“Yeah,” Tails said softly, “Now you get to stay here with us, forever.”\n\nBlaze growled with a smile of razor sharp teeth on her face as she looked down.\n\nHer body quaking as her changed friends bore down on her, Sally only whispered, fearfully…or perhaps excitedly…\n\n[b]“Forever…”[/b]\n\n[center][u])()()()()()()([/u][/center]\n\n“Sally! Saaalyyyy!” Amy called as she walked through the sunset lit woods, part of the large spread search party that had spent the last few days looking for the missing princess, “Sally!”\n\n“Hi!”\n\nAmy jumped, her heartbeat spiking at the young cat that had seemingly popped out of nowhere, “Holy-You scared me, kid.”\n\nThe boy just grinned, “Sorry, miss. Are you looking for someone?”\n\n“Uh, Yeah, I’m looking for my friend Sally,” Amy said, pulling out a picture, “Have you seen her?”\n\nSmirking, the cat nodded, “Yup, a few days ago, I saw her go into that old house over there,” he said, pointing at a nearby clearing, “Maybe she’s still there.”\n\n“Thanks, kid,” Amy said in passing, going to investigate.\n\nSmirking as the hedgehog left, Spector began to fade away, “No, thank you miss Wishing Ring.”\n\n",
"writing_bbcode_parsed": "The smell of dust and old wood were all that greeted Sally as she finally awoke. Her head pounded as she stood, the floor creaking beneath her. It looked like she was in an old, cluttered room, probably an attic, dust and cobwebs covering everything from the walls to the sheet covered furniture.
The Princess Acorn gripped her head, trying to remember-
“Miss! Miss! You have to help.”
There…There was a young cat, a boy probably no older than ten, he’d been worried-
“I saw them go in and then there was this loud scream! I think they need help!”
He’d led her to an old house, one she’d oddly never seen before, which should be impossible. It would have had to have popped out of thin air. The whole thing would have screamed “Trap”, so…wait, why had she even-
“It was this pretty lady and a fox fella, but he was kinda weird, I don’t think I ever saw anyone with two tails…”
Tails, the cat had said he was here, then there was some sort of roar and she’d panicked. She’d run into the house, but the moment she had, she’d felt heavy, her vision fading to black the moment she’d set foot in the door, her last sight being a smile…that cat’s smile…
“He tricked me,” Sally growled, “That little bastard.”
“Now that’s not very nice.”
Sally looked up, ignoring the ache in her skull as she did so, finding herself looking at the cat from before, only different. He looked older by far, maybe her age if not older, and his pelt had gone from its previous, unspectacular brown to silver…And transparent…And he was floating…
“Boo!” the cat said jovially, chuckling a bit to himself, “Good evening, Princess.”
“Who are you?” Sally demanded, getting a defensive stance, for all the good it might do, “What do you want?”
“Ah, that’s the big questions, isn’t it?” The cat smiled, “I have gone by a great many names, most call me by my title as caretaker of this mansion, but you may call me Spector.” He introduced himself with a mid-air bow, “As for what I want, in the spirit of the night, I just want to play a little game.”
“A game?” She asked incredulously, “Spirit of what night?”
For the first time since she woke up, the cat’s smile faded, “Ah, yes, another of the many things left to be forgotten from ages past. The spirit of The Night, young princess, this night when, under the full moon, the border between realms thins, warps and, at times, even disappears completely. I speak of the Eve of All Hallows, of course.” Spector suddenly looked contemplative, “Although, I suppose it might have been a good thing so many of your world have forgotten it, elsewise, the mansion may not have been able to come here without too much attention, since you folks have forgotten so many of the ancient ways and rituals.”
“As for the game, it’s simple enough, you are currently in the attic, and all you have to do is make it to the front door before dawn. Get to the entryway, and you are free to go, keeping in mind that I have a few happy…surprises to trip you up along the way.”
“What about the others?” Sally asked, “You said others were here, what about the two-tailed fox?”
“Miles?” Spector asked inquisitively, “Oh he and the others are about, they’re a part of the game, after all. I’m sure you’ll run into them.” The cat chuckled as he faded from view, surprising Sally.
Growling to herself, Sally checked out her surroundings before going to the window, aside from the attic there was three, maybe four floors below her before leading out into the forest. With a smirk she set to work. Within fifteen minutes, she had tied together a number of sheets into a makeshift rope, tied to one of the support beams. Hefting a heavy wooden chair from beneath one of the sheets, she threw it at the window as hard as she could. The window gave way easily, shattering loudly as the chair flew through.
And then flew back at her, knocking Sally on her but as the window reassembled with an odd sound, almost reversed shattering sound.
“I should have known that would be too easy,” Sally groaned as she rubbed her head. Looking up close, there was no evidence of any sort of damage to the window. Upon inspecting it closely, however, she was startled by the window cracking loudly, the cracks actually spelling something out…
Cheater
Sally rolled her eyes. Looking around again, she soon found an old set of fireplace equipment and a set of pull down stairs. Arming herself with the fire poker, she pushed the stairs down, carefully stepping into the unknown.
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There was a scent in the air, something familiar, but different, resonating deep within. Growls ground out as a fire awoke within the depths of the beast. Rousing from its rest, the beast sniffed the air, claws scraping the floors as it leapt into action.
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Sally carefully stepped from the attic stairway, the wooden floor of the hall creaking underfoot. As soon as she stepped off the ladder, it snapped back up, the loud noise causing her to bring the poker to bear as the stairs closed so tightly, the princess couldn’t see the outline of the door in the ceiling, if it was even really there.
The hallway wasn’t too different from the attic, old, faded paintings hanging from walls of peeling paint and wallpaper. The floors, as well as any other surface, were caked with dust, with cobwebs dotting the corners and broken lighting fixtures. The only light brought by the full moon peeking through a large window at the end of the hall, casting it’s pale glow into the old house.
“Okay, you can do this, Sally. You just have to walk out the front door,” she told herself, “Just get moving. This place can’t be that big.”
A soft thud pulled her attention to the far end of the hall, then another. Repeated hard, heavy footsteps falling as a large…thing, stepped from around the corner, stopping in front of the window. The moonlight hid most of the creature, leaving Sally staring at a large silhouette, but at the moment, that was all that the princess needed. Seeing the large, hunched mountain of muscle at the far end of the hall, feeling its eyes focusing on her, had already set her on edge, but the loud, deep growl pushed her over the edge.
Fast as she could, Sally took off as fast as her feet would carry her, a loud, gravelly bark echoing through the house as, with the scraping of claws against the wooden floor, the beast chased after her. While she was no Sonic, Sally was a pretty fast girl on her feet, but with the beast’s large strides, she could hear it closing in, and she could practically feel it’s breath on her neck.
Sally managed to round a corner, happy to hear the beast skidding past the turn as she tried to think quickly. With not much other choice besides another hallway run she was pretty sure would see her caught by the large monster, she reached for the first door she could, jumping in and slamming it behind her.
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The moment the door closed behind her, Sally was momentarily blinded by the sight before her, firelight glinting brightly off of everything around her. It took a few moments of blinking before she could see, and even then the sight had her floored.
Gold, silver, rubies, diamonds, gems and treasures as far as she could see, in a room larger than should be possible in this house. From piles of gold coins to stone statues with gold and gem inlay, the amount, the sheer worth of all of this probably far outweighed the worth of the Acorn Kingdom’s treasury several times over.
“It’s a pretty beautiful sight, isn’t it?”
Sally jumped in surprise, spinning and brandishing her weapon at…Rouge?
The bat was dressed largely in odd, white bandages, up and down her legs and arms and what could be called a sort of bandage bikini, decked out in gems and gold from an ornate gold and silver headdress to a gem studded scepter and bracelets. More than that, though, her body seemed to be…more than it was. Sally was comfortable with her body type, but she would admit to some occasional jealousy towards the buxom ‘treasure hunter’, but now, Rouge looked, well…
“You know, you can stare all you want but the iron bar kinda sends a mixed message.”
“Sorry,” Sally apologized, lowering the poker, “Rouge what are you doing here?”
The bat chuckled, “Look around you, why wouldn’t I be here? Gold, treasure, and gems, girl, gems and gems and gems!” Rouge cheered, looking a little manic, “Emerald, rubies, diamonds, even painite, Sally, Painite! There’s even gems here I’ve never seen before.”
“And the get-up?” Sally asked, quirking an eyebrow.
“Comes with the job,” Rouge smiled, running her free had over herself, “And I think I make it look good, don’t you?”
“Job?”
“My new job as the keeper of the treasure Room, of course, and its guardian, which you’re trespassing in, by the way, sooo,” Rouge snapped her fingers, “Sorry.”
Sally suddenly feeling solid hands grab her arms and legs, the stone faces of the statues looking down at her as she was lifted into the air, leaving her poker clanging to the ground.
“What?” Sally grunted, struggling against the solid grip of the moving statues, “What are you doing, what’s going on?”
“Sorry, Sally, but you trespassed into the mummy’s tomb, and now,” She motioned to the statues, who lowered the ground squirrel, face down, onto a table, holding her in place, “You’ve got to take your punishment.”
“Pu-Punishment? What are you talking abo-AH!” Sally yelped as a sudden stinging sensation erupted from her rump. “Di-did you just spank me? Rouge, what the Hell!? AH!” Sally yelped again as she felt another hit, looking back to see Rouge holding a small paddle, which looked to be made out of some sort of cloth wrapped wood or something.
“Now, Sally,” Rouge admonished with a devious grin, “Just take your licks like a good girl.”
“AH, DAMN IT!” Sally cursed as another smack landed. This continued for another five slaps before is ended. Sally looked back just in time to see the paddle fall apart, unwrapping into nothing but bandages that rewrapped around Rouge’s arm.
“It’s a nice trick, isn’t it?” Rouge asked as numerous bandages extended from her arms like extra limbs, snaking towards Sally, “Just another perk of this little job.”
Sally’s struggles renewed as she felt the strange cloth wormed around her body, softly rubbing and teasing as they did. Sally struggled, feeling the bandages stroking under her vest, cupping her chest as others caressed and squeezed along her body, her legs, her thighs-
“Just relax, Sally,” Rouge cooed softly as her got close, her actual hands joining the fray, “I know what I’m doing.”
Sally felt the bats hands rub into her back, rubbing in something slick as a sweet, flowery scent reached her nose. As the bandages continued their work, Rouges hands worked in under the blue vest, strong but tender as she began to massage oil into the squirrels back. Sally struggled, but the strong hand of the statues held her still as the surprisingly strong grip of the bat rubbed and massaged her body, her hands quickly moving out to join her wrappings on other areas of Sally’s body. As much as Sally wanted to resist, she could feel her body relax under the bats tender assault, her resistance only flaring back up when Rouge began to reach more personal areas, not that it stopped her.
Her breasts, her thighs, her ass, Sally’s entire body was being worked over, she couldn’t even stifle a moan when Rouge tweaked one of her nipples, her body warming as she felt the oils spread.
“Nice to see out naughty little intruder is calming down,” Rouge whispered into Sally’s ear, “Just lay down and enjoy, these massage oils are a very special blend and I’ve had plenty of practice.”
Sally moaned as she was openly groped by the bat, her body quaking as a weak surge of pleasure surged through her, not noticing one of Rouge’s bandages reach off to the side. One of Rouge’s hands slipped low, dipping into Sally’s slit as she squirrel squirmed, gritting her teeth and tying to not groan.
“You know, Sally, it’s not healthy to hold back like that,” Rouge whispered huskily into her ear, her fingers quickly, skillfully seeking out the most sensitive places they could reach.
Sally’s body twitched as an orgasm took hold, thinly noticing the statues no longer held her as she quivered, her juices soaking Rouge’s hand as the bandages withdrew. Sally fell against the table, panting for the moment as she recovered. Catching her breath, Sally shakily lifted herself.
“Glad to see you enjoyed yourself,” Rouge smiled, “And I’ve got a lot more to show you. You wouldn’t believe the new toys I’ve found here.”
Looking back, Sally saw Rouge holding a varied array of sex toys, gold ones, stone ones, gem studded ones, and even more held aloft by her bandages. It might have been a comical sight if not for the fact some of them seemed even larger than Sally’s arm and Rouge’s expression said she definitely intended to use all of them.
Tensing, Sally made a dash, barely avoiding the grip of the statues.
“Hey! Get back here!” Rouge yelled, some of her bandages reaching out with impressive speed to grab the squirrel. One almost had her, but Rouge’s own actions worked against her as Sally’s oiled arm slipped free, running to a large, ornate door on a far wall. Dodging even more statues while working around piles and piles of treasure, Sally managed to get the wall and wrenched the door open with surprising ease.
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The scent was back, mixed with a powerful flowery scent, but it was back and it was stronger, something in it driving madly stoking the beastly lusts. Growling, fangs bared, the beast set off with surprising speed.
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Sally pulled the door closed behind her, quickly putting as much distance as she could between herself and the ‘Treasure Room’. Her body felt loose and tired from the experience, moving a little sluggishly, not at all helped by the oils still sunk into her fur.
The sound of an approaching growl alerted her to the other present danger and now she didn’t even have any sort of weapon. Sally tried another door, hoping to hide for the moment as she recovered, but it was locked. As was the next, and the one after that. With the quick, heavy thumps of the monster’s steps got close, Sally finally got lucky, a door giving entrance as she ran in and closed the door.
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Again, Sally’s vision was obscured upon entering the room, this time by steamy mists. The sound of water running was the only noise in the room as she cautiously moved forward, finding the source of the sound, a faucet running into a bath that might as well have been a small swimming pool. Turning off the faucet, Sally surveyed what she could through the fog, spying a set of towels hanging next to a full length mirror. She quickly snatched one up, rubbing away the oils as quickly as she could.
Looking herself over in the mirror, Sally noticed a few rips in her vest, “Probably from those weird statues.” She sighed, “Just what the hell was wrong with that bat.”
“Well, Rouge can be a bit…overzealous at times.”
Sally jumped, spinning with a punch, only for it to be caught by…Tails?
“Sally, is that any way to say hello?” He said with a smirk, showing a pair of fangs.
“Tails?” Sally gasped, “What happened to you?” Although, she had to admit, whatever had happened had done him good. He was a good head taller than she was now. And muscles, tight, toned muscles as far as she could see from the towel he was wearing and up, up, up.
“Do you like it?” The fox asked, “I have been working out a bit.”
Sally looked at him incredulously, only to notice his eyes. The kind blues had become a sort of mischievous red, glinting like rubies. Suddenly, Sally’s body felt a bit heavier, but she didn’t want to look away, never, those had to be…The most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen…
“Sally?” Tails said, “Are you alright?”
He is pretty handsome, isn’t he? A voice echoed in her head, she’d always told Tails he was a handsome young man, when asked at least, but right now? Something just made him gorgeous, incredible, fuckable-
“Wha?” Sally blinked, shaking her head as she stumbled a bit, falling into Tails, “S-sorry,” she said, blushing at the close contact, “I-I think it’s the steam, or the heat.”
“Well, I was about to take a bath,” Tails said, sending images racing though Sally’s mind, “You want to join? You look like you could use a bit of a wash, too. It’ll be like the old days.”
No it would not, it would be infinitely better, Sally shook the errant thought from her head, “N-no, Tails, we…we have to get out of here,” She tried to focus through the mental fog.
“Why?” Tails asked, his voice suddenly sounding more seductive than anything Sally had heard before. Just that one word made her shiver in need as she looked up…into his eyes…
Before she knew it, Sally was heatedly kissing the fox, his tongue wrestling with her own as his hands roamed her body. Part of her knew this was wrong, this wasn’t her and this wasn’t Tails. That part of her fought tooth and nail but her body had a mind of its own. She ran her hands over the fox’s lithe muscles, one even going lower and groping his butt after pushing the towel away to fall to the ground. Returning the favor, Tails slipped his hands up and relieved Sally of her vest, which fell to the floor as well.
It ended up being Tails who broke the kiss, kissing and nipping his way across her cheek, and down her neck. She could feel his odd fangs graze against her flesh and fur, almost threatening to…
But Tails wouldn’t do that, he didn’t, He pulled back and looked at her, Sally again losing herself in those blood red eyes, “Sally…You’re perfect.”
Sally’s body quivered, something about his words, his tone, echoed inside her more than they should have. Part of her knew this, but it didn’t lessen the effect at all. Sally surveyed the now nude Miles Prower, his body, his muscles, his-
The sight of Tails’ tool shook something in Sally’s mind. She was suddenly aroused beyond belief. This was wrong, a part of her screamed, this was Tails, someone she’d known, practically raised, since childhood. That thought, though, did little to deter her mind. In fact, the idea of her being intimate with her pseudo-son, the forbidden feeling of it all, made her mind race even more, her body pulsing with need.
She kissed him, again…She felt over his body, again…
And again, she couldn’t stop herself as she pressed herself close to him, feeling his own arousal press against her. As much as that rebellious part of her mind fought, another part of her wanted this, to be with him, to taste that forbidden fruit, to feel the love that was practically radiating from him.
Sally didn’t know when she ended up on the floor, looking up at Tails as his cock pressed against her core. Again, those eyes…Those eyes…
“Sally,” Tails whispered, “Do you want me?”
Not a bit of Sally had it in her to say no, not to those eyes. She reached up and pulled tails into another kiss as her legs, bare though she didn’t remember removing her boots, pulled his body closer. She felt his body become one with her own, rocking together. He wasn’t her first partner, but he felt like the best. In short order, her body was on fire, moaning as he looked down at her, their eyes locked.
Those eyes, again with those eyes, they held a danger in them, like she was prey before a predator willing to snap her up, but they also made her feel safer than she ever had before, like she never wanted to leave their gaze.
Time seemed to have no meaning, she felt him hold her close, she felt climax after climax wash over her, and she felt his own warmth fill her as well. She eventually found herself riding him, both of them moaning, when out of the corner of her eye she saw it, the mirror from earlier, reflecting her image, lost in passion…
And reflecting nothing else…
That part of Sally’s mind finally gained sway as she pulled herself free, scooting away from Tails.
“Is something wrong, Sally?”
Part of her wanted to say no, to return to his embrace, but she looked away. She knew that, somehow, it would be over if she looked into those eyes again.
“Something’s wrong, Tails, with this place, with us, with Rouge, with everything.” She shuttered, “I have to go.”
She stepped towards a door, not really knowing if it was the one she came in through or some other door had appeared in this strange place, only to be stopped as arms wrapped around her, pulling her into a solid body, pressing himself against her, Sally shuddering as she felt his tool press against her rump.
“You know, I had the biggest crush on you when I was little,” He whispered into her ear, “Every time you and Sonic broke up, part of me thought, ‘maybe this is my chance’, ‘maybe she’ll choose me now’. Do you have to go, Sally? We could just stay here; it could be the two of us, always.”
“N-no,” She fought to get out, the word struggling to not be said as she pulled herself free and moved quickly to the door.
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Her scent was back again, but this time it lacked the flowery smell and was tinted with…competition. Another had staked a claim on her.
The beast growled at the challenge, claws raking the floor as the lumbering creature dashed through the halls, arousal pulsing and aching for release.
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Sally managed to get the door shut behind her. Panting, both from arousal and her flight from her changed friend, leaning against the door as her legs quaked like jelly from the ordeal. As much as she hated to admit it, a part of her wanted to go back, part of her just wanted to open the door and throw herself completely to the mercy of the fox, but she didn’t. This place, it was messing with her head, she had to get out. Quickly, too, since the monster of the hallways would probably be on her soon, and in her current condition and without a weapon, she wouldn’t stand a chance against the colossus.
Speak of the devil; Sally thought bitterly as the heard the rapidly approaching stride of the beast. Choosing the direction away from the source of the sound, Sally ran as best as her tired body could carry her, thankfully coming to a pair of large, ornate staircases circling the walls of a single room, it was the main hall! She was close enough to see the door, the entryway. She quickly made her way down the stair, the lumbering steps quickly getting closer.
She’d made it to the floor when she heard the steps stop. Looking up, she saw the beast staring down from the top of the stairs. Close to her goal, Sally made for one last dash as the beast howled, leaping from the top of the stairs. Sally had almost made it when the large beast landed in front of her, knocking her to the ground. Looking up as moonlight filtered into the house, Sally found herself looking up at the twisted, feral form of…
“Blaze?”
There was definitely some resemblance between the feline princess and the beast before her now. Her fur was the same, though maybe a shade darker as it stretched over the muscled, Amazonian build, the gem on her forehead, the clothes, or what remained of them, belonged to Blaze.
Sally’s thought were stopped cold by a growl from the beastly Blaze. The predatory gleam in the cats eyes made Sally’s heart stop, but, as the Blaze stood higher, her heart sank even lower upon noticing something she was fairly certain Blaze didn’t usually have.
Hard, twitching and pointing directly at Sally’s face was the largest slab of meat she had ever seen. It seemed almost impossibly big, and seemed even bigger when it started pressing against Sally’s face, smearing it’s dripping fluids onto her. Sally tried to back away, only to be stopped by a growl and a large hand gripping her head, forcing her mouth closer to the twitching tool. Despite Sally’s resistance, Blaze had the strength to have the upper hand, smearing the squirrels face before forcing a bit into her mouth.
Sally’s jaw stretched painfully, but thankfully it only lasted a few seconds before she was pulled off and thrown to the floor. Looking up, she could see the entryway just out of her grasp. She reached, but felt a large warmth settle above her as Blaze’s beast pressed against her from behind. She struggled to get away, but was caught by the were-Blaze’s grip and roughly pulled back onto the pulsing beast.
Sally’s mouth opened in a silent scream, her body stretching in ways she didn’t know it could as blaze set to work. This wasn’t sex, this wasn’t making love or fucking or even rutting, this was basically her becoming a tool, a toy for the growling, howling monster behind her, tears falling as she continued to try and reach for the door. Her first orgasm caught her completely by surprise. While Rouge had brought skill, and Tails had brought emotion, this was through sheer brute force, crashing into her like a train, but Blaze didn’t slow in the slightest. In fact, the were-cat’s pace seemed to increase, her tongue hanging out as she lifted Sally from the floor, now really using her as a dick-sleeve.
Sally gave token struggles, for all the good it did against the muscled monster, her strength leaving her with every forced, rough orgasm. She soon felt the beast’s pace slow, her relief dying after a short life when she felt the monster within her throb, Blaze’s thrusts gaining strength.
“N-no,” Sally rasped as she felt the solid slab inside her throb once more before spewing it’s hot, heaving contents inside her. Tears fell as Sally felt her body swell, far beyond anything it should have been able to do, her belly swimming with the feline’s seed. She heard Blaze growl contentedly, holding Sally close with one arm as she lowered them to the floor, curling up as her seed continued to flow into her new toy, overflowing as she was filled beyond capacity. Struggling limply, Sally reached out again, the entryway just within her grasp, that single board like a finish line she had to reach. Just as she was about to, though, just as victory was within reach, the light of dawn peeked through the window of the front door. Sliding doors of the entryway slammed shut, grazing her fingers as her heart, her hope, fell.
“Well, princess, it seems you lose.”
Looking up, weakly, Sally saw Spector, Rouge and Tails, smiling mischievously down at her.
“Aw, don’t look so down, Sally,” Rouge smirked, brandishing one of her toys.
“Yeah,” Tails said softly, “Now you get to stay here with us, forever.”
Blaze growled with a smile of razor sharp teeth on her face as she looked down.
Her body quaking as her changed friends bore down on her, Sally only whispered, fearfully…or perhaps excitedly…
“Forever…”
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“Sally! Saaalyyyy!” Amy called as she walked through the sunset lit woods, part of the large spread search party that had spent the last few days looking for the missing princess, “Sally!”
“Hi!”
Amy jumped, her heartbeat spiking at the young cat that had seemingly popped out of nowhere, “Holy-You scared me, kid.”
The boy just grinned, “Sorry, miss. Are you looking for someone?”
“Uh, Yeah, I’m looking for my friend Sally,” Amy said, pulling out a picture, “Have you seen her?”
Smirking, the cat nodded, “Yup, a few days ago, I saw her go into that old house over there,” he said, pointing at a nearby clearing, “Maybe she’s still there.”
“Thanks, kid,” Amy said in passing, going to investigate.
Smirking as the hedgehog left, Spector began to fade away, “No, thank you miss Wishing Ring.”
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