I was a little flustered after that dream. Well, specifically after what I [i]thought[/i] was a dream. I could only be thankful that Sonic was nowhere to see me in this moment of weakness. Still, I couldn’t help but shake with anticipation as I held the camera. Finally, finally I’d learn what the deal with this doll appearing whenever I dreamed was. I’d find out who was taking it and moving it around. Ok, I was getting too excited, I was taking too long to answer myself. Now, I’d take the camera, and would look through hours of me sleeping to find out the truth. And soon, I’d see movement.
	There, going in through the window! It was none other than Rouge herself! She wasn’t obvious, no, she was wearing a suit that covered up all of her and made her seem to blend in to the night! She just stood there and… watched me? What…? Then, I roused up and began to climb out of bed. Like a zombie, I began to walk out and… towards the locked closet? That seemed to have her spring to action, for she then picked the locks over the closet, them each clattering to the ground, which also taught me I was apparently a heavy sleeper. With the closet unlocked, she, instead of messing with me, stepped away. 
	No, what messed me up really was what happened next. For I watched my sleep-walking form draw the closet open, scoop up that life-sized doll, and then walk back while cradling it to me. I couldn’t help but noticed that my face was pressed into the doll’s bust. Rouge, meanwhile, looked on with a sort of mischievous glint in her eyes as she watched me carry her into bed. And from then on, I watched myself wrestle around with the doll in my bed, except it looked like it somehow had the upper hand. I furrowed my brow as I watched this bizarre scene. 
	“What the…?” I pondered. This whole time… It wouldn’t make sense for me to suddenly start this, so was I myself responsible for all of these lewd doll positions?! I felt like I was watching someone else’s depiction of the event! I grunted and let go of the camera, at which point I began massaging my cranium. I muttered in annoyance as I kept on stroking my head. “What does this mean?!” I tried to think, try, try, try…
	I remembered back when she gave me the gift, she described a lot of that doll. The one thing she didn’t bring up was the smell, clearly because she wanted me surprised by it. That smell, it had to be some form of hypnosis or something! That was the only explanation! Of course! Now that I had irrefutable proof, I’d confront Rouge about this, and demand a cure for it! That’s… that’s my best bet right now. There’s no telling how tough this next dream will possibly be! So, I hid the doll away, and headed out.
…
	Now I knew as much as anyone that you don’t find Rouge. No, she finds you. Fortunately, she seemed to [i]love[\i] to find me, so she probably wouldn’t have trouble finding me soon. In the meantime, I’d lean back on the outskirts of town and wait, crossing my arms and kicking at the ground with impatience. I waited and waited, but would soon hear the telltale sound of her “swoosh” through the air, at which she seemingly manifested in front of me, now wearing her normal attire. She stood up, and I looked over her. 
	“I’ll guess you know why I’m waiting for you?” I posited. 
	“I assume you wanted to discuss with me about a gift?” Rouge followed up. I nodded. 
	“You’ve put some mind-altering perfume on it, didn’t you?” I accused. She didn’t falter in expression, and instead merely stared at me. “You never brought up the smell, because you’d know I’d investigate it the moment you brought it up. You were hoping that by some stroke of luck, that I’d hold the thing close enough to get a whiff of it, that I’d start to go through some kind of brainwashing!” She rose a brow at that assertion. “You wanted to implant some weird ideas into my head while I slept so that I’d become your doll! A-and… it’s not going to work now that I see the truth!” However, instead of seeming in denial, or alarmed at me figuring her plot out, she cocked her head to the side with a sort of intrigue. 
	“Mhmm~ Now, let’s say, hypothetically, that what you suppose is right,” she started. “Tell me, what ideas could my perfume have possibly planted into your mind?” I shook my head and glared at her.
	“You know exactly what they are!” I declared. “The butt to the face, the cowboy stuff, the lipstick, the laboratory stuff, the fighting game, the rpg stuff- You’ve been trying to model my recent interests into images you wanted to pervert me with!” 
	“Oh is that what you’ve been dreaming about~?” Rouge snickered. At that, my eyes widened and I felt a blush come on as she wore a grin like she suddenly learned a secret. Maybe because she just did. “Tails, that doll was just dipped in standard-issue perfume in order to give it a ladylike scent~ I figured you wouldn’t be too into holding onto a bland, flavorless doll.” 
	“Standard-issue?” I muttered. I faltered in my stance, before shaking my head. “You’re lying! I-I’ve been having weird dreams ever since that thing showed up!” 
	“Ok, let’s breakdown your little assertion,” she said. “First, this rpg dream. Did you happen to be playing a game like that before bed?” I furrowed my brow and thought back on last night. I… I did. I actually played a game to try and strive towards a different dream. “You did, didn’t you? Now, supposing I did do what you expected, or that I knew enough about chemical stuff to do what you think I did, do you really think that I would’ve anticipated the exact night, time, or whatever to trigger that? Or do you think that it’s more likely that your own mind cooked up that dream?” Hearing that, I muttered and had my arms down at my side. I looked down at the ground as I tried to process this. 
	Was I going off of some baseless assumption? Was there truly nothing more to my assertion than some conjecture? 
	“I-if not hypnosis, then…?” I muttered in a low, pathetic tone. The bat approached me, standing by my side and holding my shoulder. 
	“You know, there might be a simpler explanation,” she said. I looked up at her curiously, weary of what she was implying. And as I looked up, I found her large bust filling my vision. I blushed, and felt my eyes peer towards it instead of her face. And then, I heard an affirmatory chuckle from the bat looming over me. “Heh heh~ Oh I think we found it~” I blushed deeper and spun around, trying desperately not to face the overbearing lady. Though, she sighed and leaned in, wrapping her arms around my chest while smooshing her breasts upon my head. 
	“I-it doesn’t make sense! Th-they only popped up when I got that doll!” I argued. 
	“Oh doesn’t it~?” she cooed. “I mean, you finally have a piece of me to hold tightly onto during your lonely nights. You finally get my curves and my beautiful body all to yourself in the most intimate of settings~ Though, I’m surprised at hearing you say that you’re still the bottom when you have a lifeless doll in your arms.” I blushed more and more as she explained, and I felt more and more like I needed to wriggle out of her grip, else get snapped upon like a venus flytrap. “Is that what you really want? Do you want a girlfriend that can toss you around like a little ball?” 
	“G-girlfriend?!” I stammered out in worry. And at that, I wriggled in her arms before squeezing myself free, now standing a couple of feet away from her while looking at her in worry. “G-girlfriend?! You?! Y-you teased me over and over and over! You’ve stolen from me time and time again! A-and… why would I want you for a girlfriend?!” To punctuate, I pointed at her accusatorily. She looked at my finger, before glancing towards me. However, she adopted a… smirk? No, not quite. It didn’t have her trademark snark or domineering presence. No, she looked kinda like… the princess? There was a strange sense of compassion behind her face now. 
	She stepped forwards and closed the distance between me and her, walking past my arm and getting right in front of me. She brought an arm under mine while stroking my cheek with her other, her angling me towards her face. With that, I blushed deeply as I caught myself looking into her face, my legs shaking a little. She then brought her other down under my other arm, and hoisted me up to make sure I was level with her, a strong blush on my face. 
	“Do you really feel that way, Tails?” she asked as she hovered in front of me. She had a soft smile on her face as she held me close, certainly not a predatory one at all. Was she… genuine…? Despite any reservations I had, despite feeling like the evidence wasn’t adding up, I couldn’t help but feel like… giving in… I felt my eyes lower in front of her… and her lips soon met mine…
…
	Later that night, I stood in my bedroom, uncertain over myself. The whole meetup was very strange, very unplanned. I was beginning to have doubts, only to be reminded of that one moment between us. Sonic was fast asleep right now, so there was, at least, privacy to enjoy over here. Soon, my thoughts would be interrupted when the window opened up. I stepped back, and watched as that familiar bat stepped in, dressed in her usual gear. She sauntered in real close and gingerly closed the window back up behind her. 
	“So nice to meet you again, Tails~” she cooed as she stood before me. 
	“Y-yeah…” I muttered, gently tipping my indices together. “S-so, you really want to go through with this?”
	“Yeah, yeah, just want you to see what you’ve been denying,” she assured. “You’ll be dealing with the real deal, tonight. No doll. I’ll be as limp as possible.”
	“No perfume?” I asked for assurance. She rolled her eyes at that, before kneeling down low enough for me to approach her neck. I took a ginger whiff of it, spying no perfume. Only the gentle smell of musk. “Ok, you’re clean.” She nodded before stepping away from me, at which she hooked her suit, and began drawing it down her body. “U-uh, what-?” 
	“Well I can’t just sleep on your bed in this sweaty thing, can I?” she pointed out. I withdrew my objection, and would bring my hands up to cover my face. Despite this, I’d peek out between my fingers, able to see not just her tan, shiny skin, but her black bra and undies wrapped tightly around her bust and hips. Funny, despite having a life-size copy of her, I’d never seen this side of her, except for maybe in dreams. With her underdressed, she’d climb on over to the bed, before crawling under the covers and laying down. She scooted into place, and patted the space next to her. I gulped nervously, and approached the bed, still trying to cover up. I jumped in beside her, under the cover, close enough to feel her body heat. 
	“Now, wrap an arm around my midsection,” she directed. Wearily, I brought a hand down, and put it into place. At that, she seemed to roll into me, her smooth body smooshing against my side while her arm draped over me. Not hugged, draped, like a doll. It was almost like holding the doll with how light she seemed, though the feel of her body and her gentle fragrance reminded me of the fact that she was her. Though, she moved her head close enough to try and talk to me. “Now, what kind of a dream did you have in mind tonight?” 
	“In mind?” I asked. 
	“Yeah, sounds like you had some funny adventures before tonight,” she assured. “We may as well try for something big. So, what do you feel like?” At that, I furrowed my brow and muttered over the strange request, trying to figure out what I could do. Then, I decided… how about a curveball! She probably expects me to go for something pleasant and tranquil or something else, but in this case, I could surprise any hypnosis on her part to really see the extent of her theory.
	“Uh… maybe something spooky?” I asked. 
	“Spooky?” she asked. 
	“Y-yeah! I’ll be in some spooky house, hunted down by some creature of the night,” I said. “I could probably save myself and avoid their terrifying clutches!” 
	“You really want to go to sleep to a nightmare?” Rouge asked, clearly perplexed. Perfect, she was completely caught off rhythm! I nodded with certainty. She gave pause, before shrugging. “Ok, your funeral, kid. Now, you should get limp yourself, it’s past your bedtime.” I sighed and leaned back, making sure all of my weight was on the bed. Rouge, meanwhile, leaned in real close to my ear as I began to shut my eyes. She then whispered, [i]”You’re walking down a spooky, spooky dirt trail, far from the city, and heading out towards a hill, seemingly forever shrouded in night…”
	I walked across the fields, my trench coat flowing in the wind, a fedora perched upon my head, and some charms in one pocket, and holy water in the other. Ahead, there laid a mighty mansion, it eclipsing the path I walked along. Said house was said to be the location of many a foul creature. Wicked ghosts, terrifying demons, and leading them all was a creepy count, a malicious vampire that had forsaken their mortality to the bad place in order to achieve immortality and powers unfathomable to mankind. This place stood as the defensive line between the realm of good and the realm of evil, and somehow I was chosen to deal with them. 
	I approached the gothic mansion, it standing four stories tall. The door itself looked imposing, the carving seeming to give the door the impression of a set of diagonal teeth. The wooden walls were each colored an oppressive, bone white. Even the windows seemed to be slightly tinted to complete the dark look, which sort of seemed to go against the purpose of a window. Either way, I approached the front door, and took in a deep breath. I held up a protection charm, and held the doorknob. I took a deep breath, and spread the door open. The inside of the mansion was alarmingly dark, though I could make out the aged, wine-red carpeting all over the gray floor, black walls around the place with decrepit portraits all over the walls. There were even old suits of armor occasionally placed around the front hall. 
	I stepped forwards more and more, only for the door to shut behind me abruptly. I snapped my head back to see that it was, indeed, shut, and I raced towards it to try and pull it open. It remained shut. Then, the room I was in suddenly filled with light. Confused, I turned around, only to see that the candles around the entry hall were alight in flame, despite the hall being dark just a moment ago. It seemed like the dark arts were upon me already, which means it’s a good thing I held this charm of protection. Still, I looked around carefully as I progressed. The current hallway had a hallway to the left, and one to the right. 
	I don’t know where the vampire is, which just means that I have to be careful. I decided to go to the left and adjust my trench coat. I progressed further in, and as I did, I could feel a chill in the air, combined with invisible eyes looking over me. After a bit, I even felt the back of my coat lift up, as if something wanted to view under my tails. With that, I whipped back away from them, peering back to see nothing there. I shuddered and continued forwards, holding onto the protection charm tighter. 
	Soon, the hallway emptied into what looked to be a study, with tall bookshelves lining the walls and a desk in the corner with what appeared to be a partially finished sketch on it. Said sketch looked to be of a summoning circle. I groaned and reached for it, picking it up and bunching it into a ball, before tossing it into a wastebasket beside it. With it away, I turned around, and saw a door deeper into the building. I looked around wearily, before progressing forwards. However, as I did, I heard an alarming snarl nearby. I stopped and spun around, clutching the charm tighter and tighter. It sounded like it was behind one of these bookshelves. Curious, I approached it, making sure to stay beside it instead of in front of it, my back pressed against the wall. 
	I narrowed my eyes at the bookshelf wearily, trying to ascertain what was there.  However, there wasn’t another noise behind it. I narrowed my eyes more, and began inching away. I got closer and closer to the door deeper into the mansion, when the bookshelf suddenly rocked and fell forwards. And like that, a passage deeper into the wall was unveiled, as was the creature behind it. I saw myself looking on some sort of behemoth, her being easily twice as large as my body. She had gray scales akin to some gator’s, or maybe a dragon’s. She also had a crown of horns extending from the top of her head. She had a very large belly with breasts about half the size of my head. Said belly also had with it a butt about three times the size of my body. And on top of her shoulders was a round, strangely bat-like head with curt lips, them adorned with what must’ve been black lipstick. This was one of the demons, Arioch. 
	The behemoth creature looked towards me, and immediately got one of her large, hungry grins. I took a few steps back, which she seemed to copy with a few hefty steps forwards, her scaly body somehow jiggling with each step despite her coat appearing very firm. My backsteps began to get faster and faster, and Arioch’s steps matched my space. Eventually, I spun around and went into a full sprint to the passage I saw earlier, Arioch following behind me. I spared a glance over my shoulder as I watched her approach the passage, feeling a brief bit of relief as I noticed that her hips were wider than the door frame! However, instead of her stopping and adhering to the laws of reality, her hips seamlessly squeezed in through the doorframe and glide across the walls as she stamped after him. 
	I glanced ahead and kept on running, seeing a kitchen coming up! I ran faster and faster, leaping into the kitchen, skidding towards the corner of the room where a large refrigerator stood.  leapt up and climbed on top of it out of fear of the demon’s attack. And then, with an audible [i]pop[/i], Arioch squeezed through the hall and into the kitchen. I looked down at her, and noticed that this refrigerator was a bit too tall for her. Bad news, though: the only passage out of this room appeared to be adjacent from the hallway that led from the study. Worse news: Arioch knew this. 
	I saw her smirk at the current position. He scooted to the side a little, her butt facing the corner of the room, her now equidistant from each hallway. I shuddered on top of the refrigerator, and nervously gulped as I realized the position. I glanced from passage to passage and felt sweat pour down my brow. If I were to go for either way out, she was going to easily capture me. If I were to step down, odds were that she could race after me and snatch me. I glanced again, and the terrible demon’s grin seemed to grow wider and wider as she could read my worry. 
	“You look trapped, kid,” Arioch laughed. “And you don’t look like the kinda guy that comes with any weaponry on you!” 
	“J-jokes on you!” I declared. “I brought with me gear specifically for scaring off you paranormal creatures!” 
	“Oh, did you grab that echidna equipment?” she laughed. “News flash! The best those things can do is stop us from possessing you!” Hearing that, I felt a twinge of worry. I reared back and looked at my pockets. Could these help me? Or was I really in as much trouble as she seems to think I am.I had to think and think… If I could bait her, then maybe I could get out of here before that demon got her hands on me. 
	“What do you want?” I asked. 
	“Oh~ Been a while since you guys asked anything,” she muttered. “Oh, the lot of us are just huuuuuungry~ And small boys like you provide just the sustenance we need~” I should’ve expected that. These demons were out for feeding off of visitors to regain their strength. I fully expect her to milk me dry to fill her belly. I had to find some way to get around her. So, I lowered myself on the ground and stood before the creature, who I saw tense up in front of me. I transferred my weight from one side to the other and watched Arioch carefully, trying to size up my next move before she could go in for the kill. However, she seemed to be in a similar position herself. 
	She clearly hoped to catch me, but she probably knew that one wrong move on her part could give me the time to jet away. I just needed to find the right opening. So, I took a few careful steps forwards, her following suit. Closer and closer we got, a bead of sweat traveling down my cheek. I was in full concentration and kept on peering around carefully. We got closer and closer, to the point where I was [i]just[/i] out of arm’s reach for her. At this length, she could realistically lunge forwards and grab me, but I could just as easily dive away and out of here faster than she could recover. Right now, it was simply a game of chicken. Will I move and leave myself open to her counterattack? Or will she get too impatient and create an opening herself? 
	We stood off like it was high noon in the wild west, each of us glowering at the other, daring the other to make the move they wish. However, it seemed like Arioch’s hunger was starting to catch up to her. She seemed to shudder and drool the longer she looked at me. And then, she suddenly jumped at me in an attempt to tackle me! Upon seeing that, I dove down to the side, her seeming to sail over me and completely miss me. She slammed upon the ground, and I felt the ground itself shake beneath me as a result. It made running a little harder for a short bit, but I was able to dash forwards through that hallway perpendicular from the one I entered through. And just to boost my confidence, I peered back in time to see the demon begin to get up as I raced ahead! 
	Farther, farther I ran, soon approaching what appeared to be a door! I raced through it, opened it up, before slamming it behind me, where I’d shove a nearby chest in front of it. And like that, the door was kept shut, and as I backed away, I could hear the Arioch beating against the door, though it didn’t seem to budge thanks to the chest shoved in front of it. Thank goodness this thing is really heavy. And now, I’d turn around to get a read of the room I was in. I saw more of those suits of armor, and a few stands set around with strange artifacts upon them. A few of these seemed to be demonic in origin. 
	I could practically sense the dark magic wafting around this room. I held the protective charm tighter and took a few steps forwards. I looked around, and could see a few hallways leading deeper into the mansion, or towards the opposite end of it. 
	“What a strangely arranged building,” I remarked as I looked over them. Maybe that vampire would be a floor up if not directly in here? I walked deeper and deeper in and tried to contemplate where these stairs could be. However, as I contemplated, I felt a worrying chill. I looked around in worry, before hearing giggling in front of me. Looking at them, I saw strange wisps of clouds form before me, unveiling themselves to be ghosts! They each seemed to be identical, the three appearing to be bat-like ladies, with round heads, sharp ears, and an hourglass figure. They were each about my height, at least as they presented themselves. The three of them were visible from the thighs up, ending in ghost-like tails. 
	The three of them giggled in front of me, and I held my protective charm in front of them, still feeling like it could scare them. However, they weren’t budging. They each snickered at the display… before suddenly lunging at me! I stumbled back in fear, and felt their cold hands come down under my thighs and cupping my backside. Those hands groped and wiggled around my legs, prompting me to wriggle against them in hopes of getting out of their hands. However, one of those three ghosts yanked me up while still holding my butt, and I felt her ghost tail go under me to keep me propped up. 
	“What the heck-?!” I gasped out as they held me. I shook about more and more, and those two ghosts lingered around me, each of them near my shoulders. I looked up at them in worry, but they each seemed to get a funny look about them. They leaned in and grasped the shoulders of my trench coat, before yanking my coat off, one of them stealing my hat! “H-hey!” One of those ghosts passed the good to the other, who flew off and dashed through one of the walls, yanking my goods with them. The one ghost that remained, however, released me, letting me fall down on my backside. 
	I blushed and crossed my legs, feeling uncomfortable. I stood up and peered around, finding no sign of either of the spirits. Meanwhile, that behemoth demon was still trying desperately to shove herself through the door. And at that moment, I suddenly realized that I had to run. I may be without my normal gear in here, but I couldn’t afford to wait, else they’ll capture me! So, I scanned around, soon finding a staircase! I darted towards it and charged up to the second floor! Thankfully, the doorway into the stairwell also seemed narrow, so it seemed like I could keep more distance between myself and that giant demon. 
	I rushed up the stairs, and found myself in… a bedroom? Yeah, it appeared to be. I saw along the wall adjacent from the stairwell a queen-sized bed with a dark purple sheet and white pillows. It seemed to be on top of a velvety, purple carpet. On either side of the bed were nightstands, and I could see a wardrobe on a separate wall, as well as a door to a bathroom, and a door presumably out and into the next hall. I took a few cautious steps forwards and kept my thighs shut carefully, feeling threatened. I felt so much more vulnerable without my fancy coat and hat, even if I did somehow manage to hold onto my protective charm. 
	I took a few careful steps towards the door towards the hallway, only for it to slam shut as if some invisible person beside it pushed it into place! Despite knowing the environment, I couldn’t help but jump at that sudden strike. I felt fearful, and rushed towards the door, where I grabbed the handle and tried to turn it. Unfortunately, it seemed as if someone else was holding the doorknob in place, likely some sort of spirit person. I couldn’t imagine what they were doing just holding it in place, surely they’d do more just grabbing me right now. 
	However, I would hear movement towards the bed. Curious, I turned to face it, seeing a strange, strange sight. The purple blanket rose off of the bed as if someone was grabbing it, though there was no visible person. Said blanket was tossed onto the invisible person holding it, and began to wrap around them just right. Well, “just right” I guess, assuming that there was a good way to wear a blanket. The blanket appeared to wrap around what I assumed would be a midsection, curling under her buttocks, riding between her thighs, and curling up and under her arms while cupping what must’ve been a pair of breasts. I couldn’t see who or what was wearing the blanket, though with the way it wrapped around them, I could tell that they were much, much bigger than me. She boasted wide hips, a large gut, and head-sized breasts. I could already tell this strange figure would be up to no good. 
	The large, invisible being climbed off of the bed and appeared to stand up next to it, now appearing to stand upright. I couldn’t help but feel worry about the creature before me, so I again test the doorknob. No luck. I keep on jiggling the doorknob and would occasionally glance back, only to see that blanket-wrapped lady come towards. And judging by the movement of their hips, they appeared to have a definite saunter to their step. 
	I turned away to focus on opening this door! I pulled and pushed and tugged in any and all directions, but it never appeared to be enough! Before long, I could feel the chill of the spirit brush my back. My tails went stiff and my hairs stood on end, and I paused my attempts at saving myself as I realized I was right in the jaws of defeat. And then, I felt the chilling aura seem to warm up akin to that of the touch of the living, just in time for this specter to wrap her hands under my arms. I yelped out as I was swiftly yanked up and away from the door and loomed over the part of the blanket that appeared to cup the breasts. And then, those hands seemed to fade away, and I was forced to fall!
	I plopped into the inside of the blanket, sat upon those cups like they were stationary hammocks. I was alarmed and confused, almost expecting to’ve felt something. I tried to sit up, only for the feeling of something begin to thrust upon me! Seemingly from nowhere, plush, balloon-like feelings shoved against me and pushed my back up against the blanket cradling me, as if I were trapped in some sort of bra! These things were ginormous, capable of eclipsing me! I felt everything between my ankles and my forehead pressed down upon, and I tried desperately to wriggle out from her grasp! 
	I could swear I heard a ghostly chuckle, which was followed up with her slowly shaking side to side, which meant that the giant breasts were shaking on top of me, grinding me into the blanket cradling me. I tried to lift my arms to somehow catch the rim of the blanket hoisting me, and I could feel my fingers brush it for just a little bit! However, I’d here an “ah-ah-ah~” from where I assume the head would be, before some fingers daintily grasped my fingers, before pushing them back in. My escape was thwarted with little effort! 
	I squirmed more and more and flailed, barely able to lift my legs and merely kick the tip of my shoes against the underside of her breasts. If I couldn’t climb out of here, then I tried to bring my hands down to cup under them to hopefully lift it off of me, praying that I could at least save myself from being squished. But goodness gracious these things were heavy! I tried desperately to heave these things off of me and grunted with exertion, and heard a curt giggle from my captor. I pushed and pushed, and suddenly, I felt the weight lift! No, not lift… it disappeared! 
	In a moment, she seemed to fade into intangibility, and the weight pushing me against the “bra” was gone, allowing gravity to carry me down. I slid down the ridge, and the blanket tossed me towards the back-end of the blanket, the part that would’ve cradled her backside! I thudded against that part, and tried to climb up. However, once again that weight manifested. It weighed heavy on my back and shoved me against the backside of the blanket-dress, to the point where I was sure that there was an outline of me right there. I groaned as I was stuffed in place, and I wriggled about, hoping to find some way to worm out from her butt’s grasp. 
	I hoped to climb up the back of her dress, and I swore I could get some movement! I grasped bits of the dress and kept on pulling and pulling… but then, she gave a shake of her backside, and I felt her buttocks climb up my back before dragging me back down to my prison. I blushed deeply as I felt these ghostly weights jiggle upon me, managing to completely eclipse me. I tried to climb up again, but again, she shook and knocked me down. She snickered and shook her hips side to side, and the waving of her hips would adjust my orientation, managing to get me face-up. 
	Feeling a pair of what I assumed to be buttocks on my back was embarrassing enough, but with those darn things around my front and my face, that made it so much worse! I squirmed harder and harder, but those buttocks seemed to wrap around me nice and tightly. I heard more curt giggles from my captor, and she was now shaking her hips up and down, those buttocks essentially stroking me. This felt so weird! I got all tingly between my legs, and my heart was pumping and thumping! If she were to keep up this attack…
	My arms were pinned tightly against the back of this blanket-dress, so I was struggling to move them, but I tried to pull them down and over my crotch in defense. I could feel the dress give away, so I could slide down more and more. Unfortunately, it seemed like this spirit must’ve felt my arms moving down, for she’d grab the sides of the blanket, before tugging them forwards! And like that, my arms were pinned tightly into either buttock, subsequently cutting off my means of defense! I shivered and shuddered and feared that this wicked woman would force some sort of submission out of me! Heck, she may as well’ve had my submission right now at the rate my escape attempt was going! For now, all I could do was twist and turn my hips to try and evade any uncomfortable brushes. 
	Unfortunately, that only made me press my… I felt my unfortunate excitement brush into the ghost’s buttocks, them licking my tip. She really seemed to like it, and swished her buttocks to lick at my tip. I squirmed about harder and harder, terrified. If she could overwhelm me, there’s no telling what’d become of me! I needed to get out, somehow! I searched and searched! 
	Eventually, I found it. My one possible salvation. Caught in my tails was the charm! I drew it out, before thrusting it forwards, slapping it against one of her buttocks! And upon striking it, my charm began to light up, glowing in temperature. The spirit resting upon me seemed to give pause herself. Her body began to light up, the formerly invisible spirit wrapped up in the blanket now outlined in a bright light. And then, just as suddenly, she vanished, and the blanket fell down onto the ground, me as well. I was stuck in my pose, alarmed, before sighing and standing up. 
	I looked around, and it seemed like I was lone. The room itself felt a little less evil than usual. Unfortunately, one thing remained: his excitement. He blushed and stood up, realizing he was now inside with nothing but his fur. My charm was gone, my coat was gone, nothing! I stood up and picked up the blanket that ghost dropped before wrapping it around myself, covering up everything between my shoulders and my ankles. I came here with a mission and I approached that one door, before twisting the handle. And there, the formerly sealed door opened up. I stepped forwards and out into a hallway, when a giggle filled the halls from no clear direction. 
	“Oh child, I’ve had my eye on you for a long time,” a feminine voice said. “The moment you stepped in, I watched in eager breath as you struggled against my many creatures of nightmare~ Oh it sates my hunger so, and I need dearly to feed. Your poor body’s been laid bare to me, and your charm’s as good as gone. Now, I’m ready for you, dear~” Then, suddenly, pink torchlight filled the hallways with specks of flame forming a path from where I stood down one of the hallways. Obviously, this was what was meant to be the final encounter, light versus dark and good versus evil. And I was barely prepared to face it. 
	I took a deep breath, before taking my steps through the hall and towards this malicious specter. The hallways felt chilly and the darkness seemed to wrap around, and I could swear I could hear organ music, though I wasn’t sure if I was just imagining it or not. I got further and further, before standing before a door carved into the shape of a skull, the “eyes” themselves seeming to light up in a similar pink color. I could tell that that vampire was here. I took a few more deep breaths. I wouldn’t stand that great a chance, but I knew there were many creatures back there that’d eat me alive if I gave them the chance. 
	So, with a deep breath, I spread the door open, unveiling what looks like a congressional hall. It lacked pews, though had a large organ on the far end, its keys seeming to play on their own, while candles lined the room. And in the middle of the room was what appeared to be a pentagram, it aglow with power. And looming within the confines of that circle was a bat over twice my height, her bearing an hourglass shape and bat wings so long they seemed to curl around her like a cloak. She emanated with an aura of darkness and radiated with power. She flashed her gaze towards me and wore a wicked smirk. 
	“Hello, Tails~” she cooed. I, meanwhile, brought an arm up defensively while adjusting the blanket to make sure my blanket was covering up. I glared at her and tried to form a plan. 
	“Stand down, Count Rouge,” I declared. “You’ve lived your whole life in defiance of the world around you, and if you keep on resisting, then you will face the worst of judgement.” And, predictably, Count Rouge giggled at my bravery. She leaned back as if she were reclining on a chair, spreading her wings so that they loomed behind her, her levitating still. 
	“Oh, don’t be so brash, boy,” she said. “I actually wished to give you an ultimatum as well. Either way, I will feed myself upon you. You can either submit willingly and be a good little boyfriend for me, or you could be turned into a pet. Do you wish to resist, or submit?” I grit my teeth and began to approach. 
	“I won’t ever submit to you, Count Rouge!” I declared as I approached. And once I said that, the vampire flashed her fangs at me in a wide grin. She thrusted her hands out, them shining with a pink sheen similar to those pinks. She waved her hands before her and shut her eyes in concentration. As I walked, a shadow formed on the ground beneath me. I looked down in curiosity, and noticed that the shadow was heart-shaped. I looked upwards, only to see the butt of Arioth, that behemoth of a demon from before, spawn above me! And then, faster than I could react, she came down towards me. I tried to dive away, only for her to smush down onto the ground! 
	“Hm? Where am I?” Arioth asked. She looked around, before finding the vampire. “Oh hello there, mistress! I actually wanted to talk to you about possibly expanding the halls?”
	“In a bit,” she said. “For now, I wish for you to help me with a problem.” She pointed down towards the behemoth’s rump, who glanced towards her rear. She stood up, only to find no one there. However, by looking over her shoulder, she’d see my gold-furred form smushed to one of her buttocks like a stamp. She giggled and shook her hips a little upon spying me. 
	“Ah! I was actually looking for this kid!” she declared. I tried to lean and twist and pry myself free from this giant booty, but she appeared to slam upon me really hard. I was positively smooshed! The behemoth, meanwhile, brought an arm down and grabbed between my shoulders, before pulling. My body gave resistance to the pull, before prying off, a few scraps of fur coming off and the towel clinging to her, leaving me naked yet again. Fearful, I brought my arms down to try and cover up. 
	“Aw, do you still intend to flee from me?” she asked. She brought her arm up, before whipping it down, smacking me onto the ground! I was dazed from the impact and struggling to get a good look at the scene around me. For now, the ceiling alone filled my eyes… only for that demon’s gray, ginormous rump to loom above me. My eyes were wide with worry, and I snapped my arms up to try and block it. Though, like paper, my arms crumbled underneath her weight, allowing her to smush down on me, directing me straight towards her crack. 
	Like that, I was swiftly cradled between her cheeks. My sides, legs, and arms were smushed down, though the rest of my body was between. The large demon snickered and scooted her hips side to side, slowly grinding me into her grasp. I felt my arms and legs get squeezed in despite me trying to fight. Eventually, she got just what she needed, before sighing merrily and standing up, while clenching her glutes. She stood upright, no sign of me anywhere on the floor. No, instead I was caught between her cheeks, arranged such that my front was smushed into the side of one of her cheeks, my back placed against the other. I tried to squirm to the side, only for the two buttocks to squeeze together… subsequently squishing my cock into one of her buttocks. 
	“Gyah!” I squealed out. The demon let out an uproarious laugh at my noise. 
	“Oh, I can feel your excitement, boy!” she laughed. And then, I could feel her cheeks shift around, them making a wave-like motion up my body, subsequently stroking me. I shuddered and tried to push myself away from her backside, only for her to maneuver her glutes to yank me back into her grasp and keep me right where she wanted me, jerked off by the gentle movements of her butt. I could hear that demon lick her lips. “You can run as much as you want, but the moment I get my hands on you, you’re done for.” 
	“C-Count Rouge! You can’t think this is a satisfactory victory!” I shouted out, now trying to push the offending buttock away from me in hopes that I could save myself. 
	“I don’t know, it is pretty fun to watch you get chewed up~” the vampire giggled. My pushes were doing nothing, and this behemoth of a demon was still keeping up her pace, keeping up the wave formation and keeping on jerking me. However, she started to get faster. She jerked me quicker and quicker, making me gasp and pant. That demon let out another gruff guffaw as she jerked me more and more, until I grit me teeth and let loose my excitement, right there. And at the same time, the big demon merely clenched her buttocks to force me to ride out this climax. I was left panting and panting, her buttocks pinching down on my hips and keeping me in place. I tried to wiggle around and push away, but she held tight. Meanwhile, the vampire looking over this dreadful display gave a “hm” of contemplation. 
	“…That seems like an awful little for a boy in his position, doesn’t it?” she asked. I snapped my attention towards her, and the demon looked over her shoulder to look at her curiously. “Surrounded by all sorts of lovely women, taunted and teased at every corner, surely a boy like that has a lot more to spill, wouldn’t he~?” My eyes widened with worry, and I could practically feel that malicious demon grin down at my caught form. And then, she began moving her buttocks yet again, again going about stroking me! I gasped out as she was already to work, springing my cock to life as if it were struck by lightning! 
	I wriggled harder than before, despite the strength I lost from that orgasm! I fought against her grasp desperately, not willing to be made a fool of again! There’s no way I’d get out of this alive if she could squeeze another one out of me! And yet those buttocks were still tight around me! It’d be an uphill battle to get out of her grasp! I squirmed about and looked around. My arms were slightly pinned, maybe if I could get them out, I could climb up! I grunted and heaved, before finally slipping one arm out of her grasp! With it out, I reached up and took a careful grasp of one of her buttocks, netting a gasp of shock from the large demon. 
	“O-oh my! You’d grab a lady there?!” the behemoth demon gasped out. I blushed at her statement and tried to glare up. 
	“H-hey! You don’t have the right to call me out in this position!” I declared. She, however, huffed and waved her hips a bit, shaking me. She waved harder and harder, before hurling me out with one sharp swing, sending me sprawling over the floor. I groaned and got up to my knees, before turning and see the giant of a demon facing me and cracking her knuckles. She bore her teeth in a wicked smile and began to stamp towards me, prompting me to jump up to my feet. I quickly dove to the side, narrowly evading an aerial butt-drop from Arioth! I still felt the ground shake, which made it a bit tough to stand up. 
	I swiveled around to face the demon, who was still trying to get up. And while she was down, I turned towards the vampire, who just watched. If I could beat her, then I might be able to put the kibosh on this spooky business! So, I quickly ran past the demon and at Count Rouge, who was suddenly aware of my approach! She stopped levitating and instead stood upright, before turning her hand towards me. Reacting on instinct, I weaved to the side to evade what I thought would be a spell, only for no attack to come forth. 
	After weaving, I leapt up and tried to kick at her! However, I’d find what her lifting her hand meant, as instead of striking her, my foot struck an invisible wall that appeared to be protecting her. I leapt off of the invisible force and tried to race around behind her, her wings spread to show off her figure. And unfortunately, there was a lot of her figure worth looking at. Her black dress seemed to have no back covering, showing off her sizable hips, her backside covered up with black panties that her buttocks threatened to swallow. Unfortunately, I found myself looking for a little too long. 
	Count Rouge snickered upon seeing that, before rearing back, smacking into my chest butt-first and tossing me onto the ground. I grunted and tried to lift up, though she was quick to swivel around and sit on my lap, catching my cock. I grunted as I felt her cheeks wrap around and I wriggled, though Count Rouge reached under my back and hoisted me up. I found my chin propped up on her breasts, and I wriggled, her holding me tight. And then, she leaned down and cradled my cheek, angling my head just right to look her in the eye, her smirking wildly. 
	“You fought hard, dear boy,” she said. “But, tonight, you fall under my spell~” I wriggled beneath her and tried to inch away from her, only for her to lean in and plant her lips on mine, holding the kiss, before popping away, leaving behind bright red lipstick. I felt my brain falter a little, taken with that attack. “One…” She then leaned in real close, this time holding the kiss longer and making me shake harder and harder. However, my movement was limited, and each struggle seemed to make it harder for me to move, as if I was trying to swim through a pool of jello. The world around me was getting darker and Count Rouge leaned back, smiling… less evilly? “Two…” She sounded more excited. And then, she leaned in real close, shutting her eyes and puckering up real wide, waiting to make contact. And then, I felt the warmth of hers on mine…
…
	And then, I began to wake. When I did, I’d find myself looking up at Rouge, her appearing to be mid-kiss on me. I blinked awake a little more to realize I was back in my bed. My hands were all over Rouge’s body, one cupping her buttock to sit her on my lap, one positioning her hands to grasp my face. And then, we popped off of each other, Rouge looking down at me lovingly while I was more alarmed. We sat in silence for a while, just staring, her seeming more loving. 
	“S-so, uh… what happened?” I asked. 
	“You seemed pretty excited, Tailsy~” she said. “You moved my rack and ass all over you, you had me rub my hands all over you… And I never would’ve expected you to have me kiss you, not that I don’t like it~” I blushed and tried to look away, now bringing my hands off of her. However, she held my cheek and had me face her again. 
	“…I have a real problem, don’t I?” 
	“Well, you have [i]one or two[/i] solutions~” she cooed, motioning towards my closet. I knew she was referring to the doll for one…
	“T-two?” I asked. She snickered at my naivete, before leaning in and kissing me again, holding me tight. My eyes widened as I realized what she meant… and I realized that I was still between her buttocks as she shook her backside a little. I grunted and writhed a little, and she kept on shaking. She clenched tightly and squeezed my shaft, stroking with all of her might. She held the kiss tight, preventing me from saying anything, until she spread her buttocks a little, to deliver a powerful clench upon my shaft, overwhelming me! I wailed out, and came between her cheeks!
	And then, she popped off of my lips, them stained as red as cherry, while bringing her ass off of me. I was left panting there, overwhelmed and all tired. She smiled and draped over me, rubbing into my cheek. As she did, I brought my arms up, and carefully wrapped them around her torso, sighing. 
	“This… this is a lot nicer than I expected…” I admitted. Rouge giggled and wriggled into me a little more. 
	“Mmm~ We should do this more often~”