It’s my birthday! Oh man, I’ve been waiting for this since the month began! Earlier, I sprang out of bed, my tails lifting me off of the ground as I flew over to the door. Hours later, during the evening, I was about to have some cake. I looked around at the table, and saw all of my friends. Sonic, Amy, Knuckles, Cream, Shadow, Espio, and Vector. Though, Vector didn’t look particularly happy to be here. “H-Hey guys,” I began. “I-I wanted to thank you all for coming to my party. I’m just, really excited to see you guys here. Seriously, thank you guys.” I looked around at the table. Sonic gave a thumbs-up, Amy and Cream smiled sweetly, everyone else except Vector seemed stoic. Vector, meanwhile… “When’re we getting’ cake?” Vector said. With that, I decided to skip my thank yous, and got to cutting. We all had some cake, and everyone got me my gifts. Of course, I got lots of tools for my inventions, but I also got a few plushy animals… for some reason. Ah well, at least the guests were nice enough to get me gifts! Even people like Shadow and Vector gave me gifts! I enjoyed listening to the crowd speaking and enjoying each other during the party while I checked out my presents. However, while I was checking out some tools, I thought I saw someone out of the corner of my eye. I turned my eye towards them, and saw someone move up the stairs and to the hallway upstairs. I didn’t catch who that person was, and I was curious as to why they were going up there. While everyone was talking among themselves and distracted, I got up and went up the stairs. Looking down the hall, I saw my bedroom door open. Uh oh. I tiptoed towards my room, trying to be quiet. I carefully peeked in, and saw nobody in the middle of my room. I kept tiptoeing in, keeping an eye out for any intruder. Unfortunately, when I got in, I heard the door shut behind me. I turned around, and saw my door closed, and a white gloved hand that just pushed it shut. It was attached to a familiar bat. She wore a familiar black suit, that clung to her curvy figure. Along with that, she had thigh high white boots and a heart-shaped patch holding back her large breasts. She had white fur on top of her head, and wore a thick coat of makeup, from her eyeshadow to her lipstick. Sonic didn’t invite Rouge, what was she doing here? “Rouge!” I shouted, startled. “Nothing gets past you, does it?” Rouge said with her all too familiar teasing tone. She stepped away from the door, and approached me. I didn’t want to, but I found myself watching her hips, moving side to side as she walked towards me. I backed away, but Rouge quickly got close to me. My head was level with that heart holding her chest back, forcing me to look up to see her in the eye. I hated how she seemed to always look down on me. I also hated how uncomfortable I felt around her. She always gave off this confidant, overpowering aura, and it always made me feel weak around her. And yet, for some reason, a part of me likes the feeling. Rouge just confuses me so much. “W-w-what are you doing here? You weren’t invited,” I said, still feeling her overpowering aura. Even looking her in the eye made me feel uncomfortable. She always looked at me like I was some kind of dessert on her plate. I would look away, but there’s no real place on her I’m comfortable with looking at while I’m talking to her. “Aren’t you happy to see me?” Rouge said, sounding a little hurt. Though, I definitely heard the playful tone in her voice. “I heard my little friend here was having a celebration, and how could I not come and celebrate? Besides, I brought you a little somethin’,” Rouge said. She then backed away from me and towards my bed, before kneeling down and pulling something out from underneath. To my surprise, she brought out a box wrapped up in wrapping paper. The paper was hot pink and covered in pink hearts. It was even bigger than me! All of a sudden, I didn’t feel like arguing with Rouge. She backed away from the box, and motioned towards it. I excitedly dove onto it and began ripping the wrap. As I tore it open, I began to see more and more of the giant, white box underneath it. In no time, the box was wrap-less, and I reached for the lid. “Thank you so much! I can’t believe you’d-!” I began as I moved the lid. However, once it was gone and I saw what the box held, all of my excitement drained, and was replaced by a shriek. Within the box was, what looked like, Rouge. The curves matched up, the height was just right, the expression was too familiar. If I didn’t just see Rouge, I would’ve thought she was in the box. “Sooooo? Like it?” Rouge asked. After a few breaths, I began to get back to my feet. I looked down at the Rouge replica, and I started to realize that this was a plush. I don’t know who would’ve sewn a Rouge plush to look so realistic, or how they got it to look so similar to the acutal Rouge. My confusion wasn’t helped when Rouge picked up the plush and stood it up next to her. The two were practically identical. They were both just as tall, just as wide, just as, ahem, curvy. It’s like someone cloned Rouge, except the other was a plush. “Just as well built as the real deal, eh?” she said, running a hand up the plush’s thigh, up to her breasts. I felt myself sweat and shiver, and I felt the blood running up to my cheeks. Please don’t notice. Please don’t notice. Please don’t- My thoughts were interrupted by a teasing chuckle from Rouge. Dang it, she noticed. “Why are you giving me something like this?” I asked, trying my hardest not to sound rude. “C’mon, can’t I show my favorite little guy a chance to see me whenever he wants?” she said, cradling the plush and offering her over to me. I didn’t want to be rude, so I held out my arms and cradled it in them. I stared at Rouge, not quite accepting what she said. There was an awkward pause as we looked each other in the eye. “Well, that, and I’m not gonna be around for a while to keep you company. So, I scrounged this present together to give you some attention while I can’t.” “Uh, thanks,” I said, again trying not to sound rude. I should probably ask what she means by “not gonna be around for a while,” but I’m a bit scared to say too much while holding this plush. I know it’s fake, I can feel the soft plush of her, which, even then, felt a little too firm for a plush. Yet, seeing Rouge’s expression still made me feel funny. “Well, have fun, bud,” she said as she walked towards the door. I felt her ruffle the fur on top of my head. I couldn’t bear to turn and look at her. After all, that’d mean risking looking at her backside. I don’t know why, but whenever my eye catches her rear, I can’t take them off. Whenever Rouge notices me looking, she always seems to wiggle it even more when she does. And, goodness gracious, that’d make me burn up even more than before. I didn’t dare look back until I heard the door close. I looked back, and sure enough, it was shut. I took a deep breath to try and calm myself, but as I did, I caught a whiff of something. It smelled like perfume. I never had that smell in my room before. I turned towards the plush, curious. I felt a heavy knot form in my chest as I looked at it again. With a heavy sigh, I came in close to sniff. And, sure enough, it was emanating with perfume. Why would someone put perfume on a plush? Then, I began to worry about someone seeing it. I wouldn’t look good at all if someone found a life size doll of a girl in my room. I ran to my bed, knelt, and slid it underneath. After that, all I had to do was go down, enjoy the rest of my party, and hope nobody goes into my room. And so, I did, and so, nobody went up. Though, people did seem to look at me like I had something funny on my face. It might’ve had something to do with my forced smile. Through the duration of my party, I could only think about the Rouge plush. I didn’t even realize at first when Sonic began ushering everyone out of the house. “Enjoy yourself?” Sonic asked. “Y-yeah…” I said. Right now, I didn’t want to risk talking too much. However, it seemed like that wouldn’t help, because Sonic’s expression dropped from his usually confident smirk to a more concerned expression. “You alright?” he asked. “You sorta… disappeared in the middle there.” Crud, he noticed. “I just had to go to the bathroom,” I lied. I began to walk towards the stairs up to my room. However, Sonic was following behind me. “You were in the bathroom for a while,” he said. “I got a lot of frosting in my fur,” I lied again. I was usually very careful when I ate, but I doubt Sonic would notice- “’A lot’? You?” Sonic began. Uh oh, he noticed. I began to open the door and walk in. “I guess I got too excited during my party,” I said. I didn’t want to try and face him, because I’m sure he’d be able to see “lie” written all over my face. “It’s getting late, I just wanna go to bed.” There was a palpable pause for a moment, a moment that lasted long enough for me to fear even more. Sonic walked in, and sighed in resignation. I guess I was about to win this struggle. “Alright. Well, Happy Birthday, bud. I hope you-.” His sentence was cut off by a sniff from him. I was confused at first, until I smelled the perfume. Uh oh. “What’s that smell?” “What smell?” I asked, feigning ignorance. What was I supposed to do? He already smelled the plush, all I could do was make sure he never saw it. However, that didn’t stop Sonic from coming over and sniffing out the scent. “No, that’s definitely perfume,” Sonic said, dismissing my lie. “Why would you have perfume in your…” He didn’t stop sniffing out the source until he reached my bed. Then, his confused face was painted with a look of realization. Then, with this smug grin. “Oh! You little dog you!” he said, nudging my elbow jokingly. “N-no!” I shouted. I felt my cheeks burning up with embarrassment as I backed up towards the wall at the head of my bed. But Sonic just laughed. “So, who’s the lucky girl?” Sonic said, sitting on my bed and grinning at me. “There’s no girl!” I shouted back, and I felt my back touching the cold corner. But Sonic just chuckled. “Alright, alright, I get it,” Sonic said. “A gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell, right?” I had no idea how much I could blush, but I swear I was approaching my limits. “Okay, you win this round, Tails, but I’m gonna find out some day.” And, with those haunting words, Sonic zipped out of the room. Thankfully, he closed the door on his way out. On the one hand, I was extremely thankful he didn’t follow the scent and find the doll under my bed. On the other hand, he knows some lady’s been in my room. Amy and Cream were down stairs the whole party, so he’d already know they can’t be the visitor. It could only be a matter of time before he finds out about Rouge. I’ve gotta find out how I’m going to explain the perfume soon, but right now, I’m sleepy. I can’t think of a good solution while I’m tired. Though, before I go to bed, I need to make sure he doesn’t come in here tonight. Not while that doll is here. I moved a chair at my desk over under the handle of my door, and just like that, I blockaded my door. Though, just to be safe, I tried to open my door. I couldn’t. I turned off the light, and went under my covers. I felt like I was burning up even more under the covers from the embarrassment. My embarrassment wasn’t helped by the smell of that plush. Even if she weren’t under my bed, I’m positive that I’d smell her elsewhere in the room. I couldn’t throw her out earlier, because that’d mean dragging a life-size lady plush past a room full of my friends. And I don’t wanna risk throwing her out now, because Sonic might be waiting out there and see me with that doll. No biggie, I’ve just gotta find a way to smuggle the plush to the trash without anyone noticing. Wait, someone might see it in the trash if I just throw it away. Whatever, I can’t think of a plan like this. I just need to sleep. I tried my hardest to fall asleep, and the perfume… actually, the perfume sorta helped me sleep. It felt like it was lulling me to sleep. I didn’t want to admit it, but I don’t think I would’ve slept without that scent… I was at my workshop, putting my birthday gifts to good use. I was working on upgrades for the Tornado. I just need to make sure it turns as smoothly as possible and moves as fast as what’s considered safe. I popped open a plate on the side of the plane in order to get to the engine, first off. And I was tinkering away at it. As I tended to the engine, I made a mental note to invent a portable A/C unit. I always manage to burn myself up while engineering. I took a moment to lean away from the engine and wiped the sweat on my forehead. Goodness I felt hot. At this moment, I decided to take a break from the Tornado. I walked away from the plane and walked over to a work station, trying to review how I should work on this engine before pulling up a chair and sitting down on it. I just needed to take a moment to relax before I could finish up the Tornado. So, I decided to sit down and rest my eyes a little. Soon, though, I felt a strange sensation on my back. It felt nice, like someone was kneading my muscles. I don’t remember putting a massage chair in my workshop, though. My confusions were confirmed when that sensation moved up and around my shoulders. My eyelids shot open and I looked over at my shoulders. Wrapped around each of them were white-gloved hands. They almost look like… but she’s supposed to be away. However, my doubts were washed away when I heard the familiar chuckle above me. I looked up to the chuckling, and, sure enough, I was greeted by Rouge’s grinning face looking down on me. I let out a girlish yelp out of shock, which Rouge giggled at, and wrenched myself away from her, leaping from the chair, and turned to face the towering bat, who held a hand on one of her shapely hips. “Y-you were supposed to be away!” I shouted. My body was shaking from nervousness. “Yeah, I was about to leave, but you didn’t even give me a proper ‘goodbye’,” Rouge countered as she sauntered towards me. The way she walked always made me feel funny. She always seemed to strut around, but now it felt like there was some cruel intent behind her movements. I felt myself shake harder and shuffled away from the thief. “So, I decided that I wanted to come here and get a little… compensation from you.” “C-compensation?” I asked, fear ever present in my voice. “L-like, money? Jewels? I-I can give you anything you’d like-“ My pleading was interrupted by another chuckle from Rouge. “If I wanted some money out of you, I would’ve already been in and out a while ago,” Rouge explained. I should’ve known that I couldn’t have bargained with her. Worse still, I felt the table in the workshop bump my back. I was cornered! “No, I want something more… precious~” Rouge got closer and closer, and I felt like my mind was thinking faster than usual. I needed to find a way to scare of Rouge, when a thought occurred to me. If I was at the table, my arm cannon must be nearby. I turned towards the table, and sure enough, there it lay. I thrust an arm into the port and whipped the electrical cannon towards Rouge. However, to my horror, she disappeared. She must’ve fled away while I was reaching for the cannon. I scanned left and right, looking for Rouge, but I didn’t see her. I felt a nervous sweat run down my face as I looked around. I had no idea where she would’ve disappeared to, unless… …unless she flew up. I looked above myself, and, sure enough, I saw Rouge directly overhead. Before I could lift the arm cannon up towards her, she swooped down, and I suddenly felt her latex-wrapped thighs wrapped around my face. One more thing I hated about facing Rouge, she always seems to shove her… assets in my face. I felt myself burning up, and I wasn’t sure if that was her body heat, or more my own embarrassment. I tried to reach up and pry a leg off of me with my free hand, which was significantly harder due to me wearing the arm cannon. However, Rouge was eager to help me with that issue. She picked up my other arm and pried off my arm cannon. I felt my heart drop at the sound of a metallic object clanging against the ground. Why did I take my eyes off of her? I knew what she was capable of, yet I still gave her the chance to strike me like that! And now, she took my other hand and pulled it upwards, and my last chance of escaping Rouge’s grasp disappeared. I felt Rouge’s thighs alternate between how hard they squeezed me, and I was pretty sure I was pulled off of the ground slightly. Then, I felt like I was in a free fall. I felt the wind rush past me, and felt the vibrations of Rouge impacting the ground through her legs. Then, she rolled around, and suddenly I was beneath her. Then, I saw light again. I felt like I just came out of a cave for the first time in days when the light hit my eyes. However, I couldn’t appreciate the moment of freedom for long, as Rouge’s sultry face crept into view. “You still haven’t said ‘goodbye’…” she started. “Even after I told you what I’m here for, you’re still not wishing me luck with my trip? That’s awfully rude.” She sounded playful as she “chastised” me, which didn’t help my burning body anymore. Feeling her les around me in combination with her stare made me feel like I was burning up, especially between my legs. Oh no, she’s looking over her shoulder, right at my legs. “Oh, you’re just nervous.” I wasn’t even sure if it’s possible for me to get hotter. Maybe my embarrassment surpassed the maximum amount of heat my body could feel… either way, if I wasn’t at the highest levels of embarrassment before, I must’ve been now. “Perhaps you could use a little… relief?” My eyes shot open in fear. Whenever she says that, I always know I’m in for trouble. I felt her legs move away from my face, enabling her to lean down towards me. I felt her body move off of me, though her legs wrapped up one of mine, her arms coiled around my midsection, and I felt her breasts uncomfortable close to my body. I didn’t know what made me burn more, my embarrassment or her own body heat. Before I could consider more, I felt something wrap around my throbbing erection. I couldn’t see it, but I knew Rouge had a grip on me. I felt like I was choking down my own breath out of shock. For a moment, I could swear my fur was turning bright red. Then, with a chuckle, I felt that grip squeeze downwards. “Guh-guhhhhhhhh!” I moaned out. I always felt so dumb when I was in her grip. Any sense of intelligent thought seemed to fade from my mind. I always felt more like some begging animal whenever Rouge had me in a position like this. I could never get an intelligent word out. All I feel is embarrassment. Being between her breasts and feeling her stroke me, what could be more embarrassing? “Mmmmm~ That’s the kind of ‘goodbye’ I love to hear… although it could use a little more passion~” Rouge said. She stroked again, and I felt my legs and arms wobble at her attack. She kept a steady pace as she rubbed up and down, and any word I could get out only came out as moans. All the while, Rouge’s lipstick-painted lips smiled down on me, and her eyes, her darn eyes just stirred out that funny feeling even more. “Now… why don’t you give me a goodbye kiss, kiddo~” she said. Gosh, the kiss was always so embarrassing. As if her rubbing me like she did wasn’t bad enough, she always loved to leave a mark on me. Even if I did rub it off, I still had to look at the embarrassing mark she’d leave behind as I washed myself. I felt her pillow-y lips suck against more forehead, and I let out another involuntary moan. She moved her head down to my cheek, and kissed again. With her body draped over me and her breasts squeezing around me, I felt hot. Soooo… hot! I feel like if I keep my mouth shut, I’ll combust! But then, Rouge would… I have to exhale! I have to let out all the heat pent up in me! I pant out, my tongue hanging out. I must look so pathetic, looking up through her boobs as Rouge looked down on me, a hand on my erection. She flashed me a grin, and began to lean in, eyes closing and lips puckering. I felt like I was getting hotter the more she approached. I felt like my heart was thumping in my ears, because all I could hear was thumping. Thump… Thump… Thump… “What’s going on in there?!” What? My eyes shot open, and I could feel myself in bed. I couldn’t asses the rest of my room, because my vision was filled with the face of that Rouge doll. My face was between her breasts, and I had this horrid feeling around my erection. Before I could question how she got on the bed, I heard a banging on the door. “Tails! What’s going on in there?!” I heard Sonic say. Crud, what did he hear? Without any sense of grace, I threw the doll off and shoved it under my bed. I began running to the door, but I realized I was still stiff between my legs. I just had to cover my groin before I opened the door. I moved my tails and removed the chair before opening the door and seeing Sonic. “Are you okay?!” Sonic asked, putting his hands on my shoulders. “What’s with all the noises?!” “Sonic, I’m fine!” I shouted while he shook me. “I just had a bad dream!” Then, Sonic stopped shaking, seeming to calm down. “A bad dream?” he repeated. “Yes! Just a bad dream,” I said, removing his hands from my shoulders. Sonic paused for a moment, and then sighed out in relief. “Thank goodness,” Sonic said, rubbing his forehead. “Why was the door blocked, anyway?” Uh oh… “Blocked? What are you talking about?” I asked. Hopefully if I played dumb, I could avoid talking about anything weird. “I just tried to open it,” Sonic pointed out. Now how do I counter that? “Huh,” I said, putting a hand on my chin. God, I needed to get him out of here fast. My erection was throbbing, and I needed to deal with it, ASAP! “It must’ve jammed up. I’ll have to deal with that sometime, but right now I need to sleep.” “Jammed?” Sonic asked before I started to push him. I managed to push him out, and I closed the door. I could only imagine that he shrugged, because after that, I heard him start to walk away. “Well, if you say so, I guess…” When he got far enough, I finally had time to ask about what just happened. Why was the Rouge doll on top of me? Why was it in the same pose Rouge was in my dream? And… how much of that dream did the doll do? Why was I talking about the doll like it had a mind of its own? It’s a doll! It can’t do anything unless someone moves it! And the only one who could move it would’ve been… I wouldn’t have moved her. Why would I make her put me in that weird position? I hated being so helpless before Rouge! Worse off, how was I gonna deal with this throbbing sensation between my legs?!