It was a dark knight, not unlike any other night. Even the great, big, laboratory wasn’t out of place. In fact, it was kind of a landmark out here in the middle of the forest. It was shaped like half of a globe, and about as big as a mansion. It was completely white, and bore pink, neon lights covering it. There were also bat-like robots standing by the four entrances around the dome-like lab, each machine boasting a strangely curvaceous appearance, from wide hips to large busts, all covered in a smooth, rubber-like substance.
The bat-machines each seemed to emanate spotlights from their eyes, shining around the entrances they guarded. It seemed whoever owned this place wanted to keep everything within. The perfect challenge. While the bats were looking over the ground, a certain figure was coming in overhead. Suspended by two tails, them spinning around like a propeller, the owner of the tails sailed over the bat robots, into the entryway, and landed just behind the guard robots.
The figure that flew past them had a distinct fox shape, and wore a tight, black, bodysuit, white boots, and white gloves. No one would no it just looking at him, but if someone were to speak to him, he’d say the boots and gloves add some suaveness to his thievery. The bodysuit covered everything, though would leave little to the imagination. The one thing exposed was his fox-like head, a bright, optimistic excitement to his field of work. This was none other than Tails, the jewel thief! And he heard this lab contains one of those jewels!
He managed to pass overhead a few of those machines and into one of the hallways leading into the lab. He carefully tiptoed forwards, looking over his shoulder at the robots standing in front of the hallway’s entrance. As he walked in, he heard some mechanical stamping ahead of him. He spun his Tails, and flew up to the ceiling, his gloves deploying suction cups as he ascended. He stuck to the ceiling, and looked down at the machine passing underneath, a pair of spotlights shining from her eyes. She passed by, and Tails was now able to continue forwards more, now opting to use those suction cups to proceed further, sticking to the ceiling. 
And he kept this up until he eventually reached the main chambers…
Soon, he saw the door to the main chambers, a stark white, iron door with a panel that appeared to be designed for machines. It seemed like the way forwards was locked by a keypad, an unfortunate roadblock for him. He hadn’t quite taught himself the power of hacking, not yet. He groaned to himself for this bit of short sightedness. He figured that keypad must also come with some kind of alarm mechanism if the wrong code is inputted as well, so messing with that wouldn’t do him well.
As he considered this, however, he saw one of those bat bots walking, except its spotlights didn’t seem to be working. Its eyes were dim as it walked towards the door. Tails watched this thing curiously, it currently being the most interesting thing in the otherwise empty hallway. It approached the bot-shaped panel, pressing its latex-y flesh (which is molded to look like a pair of large breasts) against the panel. Then, suddenly, the panel opened up inwards like a pair of doors, the bot sliding through like a circle block through a circle hole in some child’s game.
At that, Tails had an idea. If one of these machines had some mechanical issues, they’d go into the main laboratory to get repaired! He’d just have to mess up one of those bots and slip in while they’re entering! Thankfully, Tails had himself an emp device to disrupt some electronics. Now he had to use this on one of those guards, and thankfully he saw someone on his way over. So, he backtracked a little bit.
He was soon on top of a bat bot looking out into a hallway he traversed, his suction cups keeping him out of view thankfully. Once overhead, he took out his device, a coin-shaped device with a button on it. He pressed the button and dropped it down directly upon the bat bot, and watched as the coin hit the bat with an electro magnetic jolt that caused the bot to jolt around as it lost control of its body. Soon, it was slumped over, its spotlights flickering off. With that, the bat turned around and went towards the main laboratory.
Tails followed from the ceiling, and as he approached, he briefly considered how he’d have to go about this. He remembered the door quickly shutting behind the robot from before, which’d limit the window of opportunity. This’d mean potentially… practically shadowing this bot. Tails nervously gulped. Yes, they were just machines, but they seemed to be modeled into a very pretty model… Especially for his young mind… This was business, pure business. He just had to stay behind it and hope no one was on the other side of that door… and hope that the bot didn’t do anything weird while he followed.
Soon, the bat was right in front of the bot-shaped panel, and at that Tails descended, stopping right behind it, and realized he was nearly hip-to-hip with the bot. From here, he felt his eyes glance over the machine’s form, observing each curve, the sleek black latex, and the height difference. Just looking at her made the blood rush to his cheeks and he began nervously tapping his indices. Then, he noticed the panel opened up. The robot proceeded forwards, and Tails followed, hoping not to glance at the perfectly round, latex rear of the machine, a slight crevice even marking the midpoint between either glute. 
He and the bot were past the panel, and he quickly flicked his tails inside to make sure the door didn’t catch them. Just in time too. He flicked his hips forwards out of cautious fear, and leaned back for a moment, feeling cold metal against his butt. He flew up quickly as the robot continued forwards, walking towards a conveyor belt. He was up at a higher level on the wall, and now looked out over the main laboratory.
He could see one conveyor belt that repaired the torn latex on the machines, one machine repairing the metals used to make up the bots’ skeleton, one repairing the lights in the bots’ heads, and a few machines repairing the internal computing mechanics of each bots. Tails would’ve likened this laboratory to an intense hospital for machines. Still, he was sure, with how deep and secure this room was, there was something especially valuable. So, he used the suction cups to move across the ceiling, noticing a section of the lab that had a set of stairs he’d have to traverse were ha on the ground. It seemed to lead up to another platform, which looked to be more a platform holding research items.
Tails continued towards this platform, before unsticking himself from the ceiling and descending downwards softly, using his tails to slow his descent. He touched down without making a noise, and was able to walk around, tiptoeing as he looked over the lab’s many products of their research. He figured some buyers might offer a hefty sum for this stuff, but right now he couldn’t afford to grab a lot of things. Right now, he had to focus on those jewels.
He noticed a pure, white, metallic chest, it looking awfully suspicious for the many research items. Tails reached down the neck-hole to his sneak sit and pulled out a pair of red glasses, putting them on and looking at the chest. And, within, he saw the outline of a jewel-shaped item. He grinned widely and put his glasses into the sneak suit before running towards the chest, his feet not making a noise. He slithered his finger under the lid, and lifted it, revealing a jewel within. He grabbed it and pocketed, grinning in satisfaction and turning around. However, he let out an audible “yipe” upon seeing one of those robot bats right waiting right behind him.
The robot brought up an arm and reached for the fox, and Tails brought up his arm defensively to try and stop her from grabbing him. Unfortunately, all that accomplished was getting his wrist caught in the bot’s hand. At that, the bat brought her other hand down to Tails’ other wrist and grabbed it faster than he could get it away, leaving the bot with both of Tails’ arms completely restrained. She spread his arms out, leaving the boy to blush and squirm in her grip, him almost being lifted off the ground as he was forced onto tiptoes.
Tails realized he couldn’t tell her to let him go, so he instead squirmed about, trying to free his arms from the robot’s grip. And then, something he thought he’d never see happened, much to his poor, easily distracted mind. The robot had managed to orient him so that he was face to face with the latex that formed a bust for the robot. At the same time, he heard a sound akin to a helium tank filling up a balloon. And, while that noise went on, he saw the latex on the robot’s chest expanding, them swelling up to sizes greater than before. Soon, Tails’ blushing face was looking at a rack that would’ve looked absurd on a normal living being, either boob at least twice the size of his head. And then, the robot yanked him towards the valley between them.
Upon being plunged into darkness, Tails felt embarrassment creep through his body, and he immediately began squirming in her grip. His feet beat against the bot’s metallic legs while his arms were still stretched far out. Then, the robot let go of one arm, only to wrap it behind Tails’ neck and pull him in deeper. He flailed his legs even harder than before as the bots, of all things, smothered him with her manufactured cleavage! After enough embarrassment, he had enough. 
It took fighting off his embarrassment to remember, but he realized these weren’t real boobs here. He bared his teeth and bit the latex, wildly shaking his head as he got a bit of the “breast” in his mouth. The robot, of course, didn’t register what Tails was doing to its synthetic skin. However, it seemed to realize something was wrong when a sort of raspberry noise sounded out. Tails actually managed to tear a hole into that synthetic breast! And now, the air it originally held was leaking out with a loud wheeze, the formerly swollen boob rapidly losing size as its arms fell to its side, Tails now falling to his feet. He looked up as the bot stumbled backwards, it looking down at its deflated boob, before glancing at Tails.
Tails figured this’d be the part where the bot would return to the assembly line to get its latex repaired, but the way that the bat looked down at Tails told him he wasn’t getting out of this without triggering an alarm. Either way, the bat bot turned around, and descended the stairs towards the appropriate conveyor belt while Tails used this moment to regain his bearings. He was thankful for his sharp teeth, but silently cursed himself upon feeling the groin area of his sneak suit tighten up.
“She’s not even a real woman, dude,” he scolded himself. With an annoyed groan, he went down the stairs himself and towards the panel he originally entered in, only to realize that it wouldn’t open. Despite his pushing and attempts at pulling, he couldn’t open the way out! Even looking at the main door, he could see there was another keypad lock, ensuring he was stuck! “C’mon Tails, you did this before, just wait for one of those repaired bots to leave and-“
Wat might’ve been a good plan was replaced with fear when he heard the sound of rocket thrusters. He looked up around himself, and saw similar bat robots. Except these ones appeared to have rocket thrusters in their wings, allowing them to fly up above the ground. There were three of them, each glaring down at the jewel thief without an expression. But now Tails was sure he’d be more prepared. He knew he could bite through, what he assumed was, their primary form of offense, and he knew they could expand…
Tails began spinning his tails and lifted into the air, making sure he was ready to run the moment those guys were ready to move. And, sure enough, the one in front of the three scrunched up and lunged at Tails, who was able to give himself enough lift to make the bot miss him. He flew higher and higher and the other bots began flying around him, slowly circling him. One flew towards his left, but he bent his body to evade the lunge. However, while he was doing that, the third bot made her way above him, straddling his back and wrapping her legs around his front. While the metallic legs were slightly uncomfortable against his abdomen, he felt butterflies fill his stomach at feeling her latex rump resting on him.
He began shaking left and right, hoping to shake the bat off of him, but that only made her squeeze her legs tighter. As he struggled, he suddenly heard that blow-up noise again… and felt that latex rump grow on top of him. Looking back, he saw her big, but well proportioned, rump blowing up like a balloon, each cheek soon becoming even bigger than his chest. The bat brought her feet up and stood upon Tails’ back, the fox feeling a bit of longing as that latex-y rump was lifted off of him. She got into a squat, her wings flipping from up to down, and shook her hips side to side. Then, she jumped up, spread her legs, and the rocket thrusters kicked in, sending him flying downwards and smashing her inflated rump onto his back, eliciting a sharp gasp from him as his flight path was suddenly reversed.
He stretched his arms out as if he were trying to grasp something, but was only met with thin air as the big booty-ed bat rocketed downwards, sending the little jewel thief on a one way crash course with the cold, uninviting floor of the laboratory. As… weirdly pleasant as the feeling of her latex upon him felt, Tails could only foresee unimaginable pain as he descended. He felt he couldn’t fight her off, and soon was left to shut his eyes tightly, not wanting to see the end to his thieving career in his final moments…
Unknown to him, the first bot had been getting into position the whole time. She saw him falling down, and began moving underneath him, around the time he was being rocketed down towards the floor. She bent down, her latex-rump currently being the one point of her body raised highest. And, just like the bot sending Tails down, her backside grew up to a similar size. However, instead of just lying there for Tails to be laid down on top of her, she was positioning herself just right. After all, she had noticed a certain… organ risen earlier…
Tails was sure he was ready to be slammed face first against the ground, probably even reduced to a stain in that laboratory. However, what he didn’t expect was the feeling of almost a cushioned punch against his entire groin. His eyes shot open upon contact and he felt flecks of spit shooting out of his mouth as the blow wined him. In the brief daze upon collision, the bat that’d flown him down got off his back, only to wrap her hands around his wrists and force them past the first bot’s hips. Said first bot took the wrists herself, and stood up, keeping the jewel thief lifted enough to be groin level with her backside.
Tails soon shook off his daze, and realized something worse… Like a nail being driven into wood, the force of his descent had embedded his bulge down in between the cheeks of the bot currently holding him. He looked down nervously, seeing that, while those cheeks threatened to swallow up his hips, his manhood was firmly buried into them… And felt a colder chill run up his spine when those buttocks began shifting around him, them slightly kneading his bulge.
“Oogh~” he moaned out nervously as he felt the bot play with him. Her artificial buttocks flexed and unflexed, squeezing his covered manhood and grinding him. The poor fox shook about, trying to pull his arms out from the bot’s grip, but she held him tight, making sure he was squeezed up against her body as much as she wanted. Tails couldn’t even comprehend why someone would program a robot to want to do something like this! And yet, being on the receiving end of this, Tails couldn’t undersell how effective this was. For some reason, he felt difficulty with squeezing himself out of her grip, and the reason for that wasn’t just because she was holding him.
He felt drool fall down his chin and his head lulled backwards, the intense, tingly feeling between his legs burning up his body, almost immobilizing him. He was rendered a limp mess, only his hips pressing forwards so he’s allowing more of his length to be massaged by those glutes. He bit his lips as the speed seemed to increase, rubbing him more and more. And then… It stopped.
“H-huh?” Tails wondered, looking down curiously. Sure enough, her glutes were now stone still. Despite how much embarrassment the fox felt at what she did to her, he felt a longing as the massaging feeling faded away. “W-wait! You can’t-!” He bit his tongue when he realized what he was saying. Was he about to give in to their torture? No way! Seeing that she took this moment to stop, he tried to plant his feet on the back of the bot’s legs, and tried to push against it, hoping to peel him out of her rump.
However, when he went to do that, he felt the bot unclasp his left wrist, only for the bot behind him to grab it. They maneuvered his body so that he was now facing forwards, either bot on either side of him, holding his arms towards them, and him stuck on his knees. They fit Tails’ arms underneath either of their legs… And leaned back, planting their inflated booties on either side of his face, squishing up his cheeks and causing his dick to throb.
“Wheee…” he groaned out upon them squishing his face. He could only weakly squirm in their grip, their pose making it impossible for him to stand up. No matter what way he rocked his body, those bots’ booties had him firmly trapped. He thought they might try to do something to him, but no… they were just holding him for the real punishment. He heard some soft movement back on that research platform he was at before.
The bots had him turned towards it, so he was able to see the owner of the lab herself. She bore a curvy form akin to these robots, albeit a little taller, slightly wider hips… and a bigger bust… She bore tan skin, white fur around her head, striking blue eyeshadow and rid lipstick, and a white lab coat… Only, a white lap coat. Tails’ jaw dropped when, looking past the coat, he could see her completely nude fur. It was buttoned in such a way to hide her nipples, though he could see the areola from here. That was the only part of her coat buttoned. He saw her bare feet, her nude legs… even her crotch… The fox could tell from her form that this was the Rouge.
Tails’ eyes darted downwards nervously upon realizing how exposed she was, burning bright red with embarrassment. He did notice she held a clipboard in one hand and a pen in the other. He heard her march down the stairs, scribbling on her notepad.
“Impressive, getting this far~” she noted with a tone akin to that teacher one’d get enamored with. “I especially liked the part when you snuck in by practically hugging one of my bot’s behinds~” She couldn’t help but hide a slight giggle as she said that part.
“Y-you saw that?” It was hard for Tails to speak properly, those two bots squishing his cheeks and all. He didn’t like how dumb it made his voice sound, so he tried to squirm his head around, hoping to squeeze it out from them, but those two bots leaned forwards, before quickly thrusting their backsides back at Tails’ head, making his eyes jolt open and dazing him for a moment.
“Oh I’ve been watching from the get go,” she answered. Soon, Tails’ eyes, as they were looking at the ground, were filled with the image of Rouge’s feet coming into view. “I mean, did you really think a mind as brilliant as mine would leave only a few robots with balloon tits to keep watch of my lab?” 
“Th-then why’d you let me get this far?” he asked. Rouge then put a hand under his chin, and gently tilted his head upwards, forcing his eyes to scan up her well endowed body, and soon look into her beautiful eyes and smiling face.
“I’ll be honest, I was tempted to get the police over here to lock you up. But then, something caught me eye~” Tails felt butterflies fill his tummy, he wasn’t quite sure why but the way she said that filled him with dread, like something deep inside knew what she saw, but another part of him was terrified of her potential answer. Rouge squatted down, though still towered over the kneeling jewel thief. Her face was inches away from his cute face, Tails could even smell her perfume! She left her pen on that notepad, and placed the now free hand on his chest, before it gently traveled down, her fingers lightly gliding down him, making him dizzy with anticipation.
And then… he felt her wrap around his bulge. It throbbed in her hand and he let out a loud gasp, his hips lunging forwards at her touch, the bat grinning wider. 
“Mmm, rubber suit, eh? Perfect~” The fox had designed his suit to be clingy to make sure no stray piece of cloth is noticeable, and so it’d be light enough for him to glide about. Unfortunately, it led to certain unexpected weaknesses. Namely, friction. While he didn’t have to worry about his skin getting weaker, it did little to resist Rouge’s grip. It felt like her had was wrapped tightly around his little excitement, and the only thing separating the two was a thin condom. Which left him firmly defenseless the moment Rouge’s hand rubbed down to his base…
“A-ah~” Tails moaned out, one of his feet kicking behind him as his blood coursed through him, his heart beating faster and faster. Up and down, up and down, Rouge rubbed him, her eyes lovingly looking down at Tails’ throbbing lust, a light hum coming from her as she stroked. Tails began panting, feeling his cheeks burning up with embarrassment. He didn’t even notice that the bat bots had stepped away from him, freeing his cheeks. Only for the remaining bot to come in from behind, placing her hands around his hips, and nuzzling her breasts up behind the blushing fox. Before he could even try to pull himself away, his lust distracted him long enough to be in another prison.
“So cute~” Rouge cooed, lightly running her fingers up and down. She lightly tickled the tip of Tails’ dick, before going down his shaft. Down to the base, up the shaft, gently tickle the head, repeat. Tails felt his chest rise and fall as he tried to regain his calm in front of Rouge. He couldn’t submit, not while he’s smack dab in the middle of enemy territory! “…I can feel how much you love this you know. I can feel your every lust-filled quake, your shaky breath, I can practically hear your heart beating… You know I can make sure you keep feeling this, right?”
She leaned in close, her face inches away from his. Tails could practically smell her lipstick. She got closer and closer, and Tails could feel her breath on his lips. “And you know? …I could give you that mercy… I could allow you as much pleasure as I can upon you, just so I can listen to your cute noises and your heartbeat raise just at seeing me… But you need to surrender…” Tails shook his head and shut his eyes, refusing to give in to her approach. He wouldn’t dare-
Before his mind could tell him all the ways he wouldn’t submit to Rouge, the bat lunged forwards, her lips planting against his own and enveloping them into a strong kiss. Tails’ eyes shot open in shock and he felt his dick throb, only for her to remove her hand. He whimpered as cold returned to his organ, it practically begging for her to finish. “Just give in~” She leaned to the side and kissed his cheek, making him pant more. She kept kissing and kissing his face, her lips soon traveling down his neck and his chest, building up his lust.
“P-please… Take me…” he whimpered out, his whole body quaking in her grasp. At that, Rouge grinned.
“Your wish is my command~” With that, her hand returned to Tails’ dick, and stroked heartily, fully intent on squeezing out Tails’ little white flag. Tails, meanwhile, felt only pure pleasure fill his body. Sure, he may’ve completely surrendered to this bat, but it’s not like that was a bad thing, right? Especially if she thought he was this cute…
He panted as she kept stroking, that bat’s cheek close enough to feel his breath, and he began thrusting. After only a few more thrusts…. The moment came…
…
I woke up as I felt a familiar sensation between my legs. I stirred and let out a groan as I readjusted myself. The darkness again made it too dark for me to see, until my eyes adjusted to the darkness. Soon, I saw what at first looked like Rouge’s face close to my own. But the feeling of the fuzzy flesh reminded me it was just that doll. Fearful, I looked down towards her arms, and saw one of them was uncomfortably close to my body. I followed the arm downwards… and saw her fingers wrapped around another hard-on. Worse still, I could see my hand holding the wrist that stroked me.