Another day in the calm Emerald Hill was interrupted by the appearance of a small gang of the mad scientist’s robots. Some would chide him for his [i]totally[/i] threatening machines of ladybugs, monkeys, and lizards. Today’s hero was totally one of those people. Said hero was a familiar blue hedgehog with attitude, boasting enough edge to not be considered a squeaky clean hero, yet offsetting that with a more comedic outlook than most. Besides that, he’s regarded for his speed, him considered the fastest thing alive. This was none other than the blue blur himself, Sonic the Hedgehog. 
	Said blur sped through Green Hill, running through the terrain that seemed almost built to allow him to perform all sorts of tricks. There appeared to be ramps for him to fly off of, loops for him to run around, small caverns for him to roll through like a ball, and so on. When there weren’t these foul robots making a mess, Green Hill served almost like a playground for Sonic. When there were, it was a [i]really[/i] fun playground. Especially when he had a few of those ladybug machines lined up for him to bowl through. 
	He’d rush through lines upon lines of enemies, either bouncing off of them spiky-quill first, or using his speed to dash through the lot of them and spread their machine parts all over the checkerboard-like ground. Sonic had practically run laps both around and through the machines. For a moment, he’d swear that these bots weren’t even in battle mode or whatever. At the very least, it didn’t take long before he realized several of the machines were turning tail and running the other way.
	Sonic smirked as he watched those machines flee from the hills and back in the direction of that egg-shaped mad scientist. He crossed his arms and puffed out his chest in confidence.
	“Yeah that’s right! Maybe Egg-head can give you all a fresh, clean pair of chases!” Sonic teased as the robots fled. He gently hooked his bottom eyelid, before pulling it down while he stuck his tongue out at the fleeing machines. When he saw the tail end of the last machine go off in the distance, Sonic stood back up straight and placed his hands on his hips, before triumphantly rubbing under his nose while he let out a confident grin. With them all gone, Sonic dusted his hands before he started to turn around.
	He probably could’ve made it back home quickly enough, but after practically running circles around an army of machines, he decided that a calm jog was fine enough for him right now. He stretched his arms high overhead in tandem with his legs, letting out a hearty groan as his body let out a few cracks resulting from said stretches. With a sigh, he brought his arms back down, and began to move. As he did, he’d suddenly begin to feel a pair of eyes looking him over. He gave a shiver in response. 
	“Brrr, is there some creep loitering around?” Sonic asked. He began scanning around the general area, trying to search for anything. He was towards the bottom of a waterfall in the zone, though besides that, he was surrounding by plains, and as far as he was concerned, it was really hard to hide among plains. However, it would be easy to hide up at the cliffs a large height above Sonic. While he looked around at foot level, he was unaware of a certain someone looking down from him on high.
	Sonic wasn’t just some punk, he was the kind of guy that attracted people to him, man or woman. He wasn’t really into the whole idea of commitment, him being a free spirit and all, so he’d typically try to evade doters. However, he’s always had one on his tail, who just seemed to get scarier and scarier in how serious she was about getting with him. It’d apparently gotten so bad, that she trained her legs such that she could run near or as fast as him! And that certain someone was now looming over him, and contemplating on a new plan to capture his heart. 
	Eventually, Sonic would decide that he sees nothing. He couldn’t shake the feeling, but he shrugged.
	“Eggman’s probably trying to spy on me right now with some left over robot,” Sonic decided. He smirked. “Oh I’d love to see what that jerk could possibly whip up.” He then loosened up, before going back on his normal walking pace. As he did, the undetected spy followed suit, carefully maneuvering across the cliffs and in his direction. Sonic kept on walking and could still feel those eyes peering at him, though he held onto the belief that this was just Eggman trying to one-up him. 
	However, he could feel his hairs stand on end as the spy seemed to get closer and closer. He felt the urge to speed up his pace for some reason, but didn’t want to seem scared. No way was he gonna give Eggman the satisfaction of scaring him or something. However, as he moved, he could feel a shadow loom over him. His eyes widened when he backstepped quickly, all while keeping his upper body low. At that, a pouncing figure flew over his head, before flipping and touching down a few feet ahead of him. She seemed like she was going for a tackle, though he was able to dodge away before she could do anything. Sonic looked on in a combination of confusion and annoyance as he took in who’d just tried to attack him.
	He recognized the black suit, he recognized the pink fur, but not both at the same time. She wore a sleek, tight, form-fitting rubber suit that reflected the light just right, each shimmering reflection seeming to highlight each curve the suit tried in vain to hide. From here, Sonic could see hips that’d eclipse his face and boobs only slightly smaller. She wore pure white boots and gloves, their hems lined with a purple fabric. Her chest bore a heart-shaped breastplate which pressed her breasts close to her form, letting her cleavage and bust really pop in Sonic’s eyes. This was contrasted with the pink hedgehog the suit seemed to be wrapped around, her wearing blue eyeshadow, a set of red lipstick, and an uncharacteristically seductive look on her face.
	“A-Amy?” Sonic asked. “What are you…? Why are you wearing Rouge’s outfit?” Amy, however, gave a curt giggle.
	“Oh, I thought I’d try things a little bit differently~” she said, her eyes seemingly in a permanent half-lidded state. She seemed intent on showing off a seductive gaze to the blue blur, as confirmed by the puckered lips as she keeps her gaze on him.
	“Amy…” Sonic muttered out. “You can’t…” Sonic shook his head, and tried to turn around.
	“C-c’mon now,” Amy said. “I-I mean, you can’t ignore all of this, can you? Can’t you see all of what you’re missing?” Sonic peered back and scanned her body up and down. He had to admit, he didn’t really get a chance to check out her body before. But now, with the tight suit around her, he could see an admittedly pretty body usually hidden by her cute red dress. Still, Sonic sighed. So, he tried to walk away. However, the pink hedgehog sped out in front of him, arms clasped behind her back as she leaned forwards, positioned to make sure he could peek at her cleavage. Sonic blushed and stepped backwards a little.
	“A-Amy, you gotta admit this is a little weird…” Sonic said. 
	“What’s weird as that your face is still lip free!” Amy declared.
	“Wha-?” Sonic started, only to get interrupted when Amy suddenly wrapped her hands around his cheeks, at which point he yanked him in close and smashed her lips over his. Sonic’s eyes widened as she forcibly smooched him, holding on tightly while rocking around on top of his lips, before releasing with an audible “pop”. Sonic could feel the sticky red stain upon his lips, and he felt color come to his cheeks. He always imagined Amy would be innocent and all, and probably would’ve tried to goad him into kissing her. But instead, here she was, being forceful. As he contemplated further, the curvy lady leaned in towards the side of his face, where she’d begin peppering his cheeks.
	“Mmm! This is so much better than I dreamed~!” Amy moaned as she moved to the other cheek. Eventually, Sonic wriggled and tried to pry himself away.
	“A-Amy!” Sonic stuttered out as he pushed against her shoulders. “You can’t do this? This isn’t right!”
	“Oh come now, Sonic! I’ve been really patient~” Amy cooed out as she kept on pushing against the blue blur. “Come on, pucker up again, and you’ll see I’m good!” She then shut her eyes and puckered up and tried to lean in again. Sonic, meanwhile, reared back and leaned his head away from Amy’s hungry lips. He was trying to pull away as Amy narrowly missed his dodges and evasions. He grit his teeth and pulled back, before yanking himself free and stumbling away. 
	Upon getting off of her, he spun around and began racing away, while Amy’s eyes widened in shock. She furrowed her bow in frustration, stamping indignantly. 
	“You’ll learn to love this body sooner or later!” Amy declared as she reached into her cleavage. Meanwhile, Sonic was running and running, intent on getting far away. As he ran, he could hear her warning. 
	“You can’t catch up to me when I got a head start!” Sonic said while glancing over his shoulder. However, as he did, he’d come to notice Amy now wielding her massive hammer, apparently draw from her breasts, and had propped it over her shoulder. Except instead of red and yellow, it was black and white, with a pink heart emblem on the white plates on either side of the hammer. It seemed like she was intent on remodeling anything in her grasp into something sensual, even something that clearly meant harm. 
	“Woah!” Sonic yelped as he sidestepped a swing. Despite his speed, Amy managed to practically nip his heels by now! Was her new suit more aerodynamic than her poofy dress or something? Was the wind simply gliding past her rubbery suit instead of pushing her back? Whatever the case, it seemed like Amy was faster than before thanks to this suit. Sonic kept finding himself bobbing and weaving to avoid smushes from that hammer! “How is this supposed to prove your point?!” 
	“RRRRRGH!” Amy growled as she kept chasing the blue blur down. Eventually, the two approached a ramp, where Sonic began racing up the ramp to round the loop. Seeing what was coming, Amy quickly formulated an idea. She leapt onto the other end of the ramp, where Sonic would be racing down. She flipped her hammer around, before planting it in the middle of the ramp, where Sonic would surely slam into it. Sonic, meanwhile, was coming down the other end, and would soon notice the hefty obstruction.
	“Woah!” Sonic shouted upon realizing it. In tandem, he went for a jump in hopes of clearing both Amy and the hammer. However, she knew he’d do that. After all, she wouldn’t set this up believing that he’d splatter himself against her dangerous weapon. Using the hammer as a weight, Amy held the butt of her weapon with both hands, before flipping up into the air, holding herself such that her feet were skyward… her rear aimed towards Sonic. Unfortunately, the blue blur was airborne, and thus unable to save himself when Amy’s doughy rump, clad in black, suddenly popped up in his path.
	Sonic tried to swing his hands up to shield himself, but it was too late. He found himself plunging face-first into the plush obstruction, her rump able to absorb the force of his impact and stop him in place, the only sign of resistance being the hammer dragging along the ground a little in response. Amy smirked in response as her buttocks clenched around the hedgehog, who seemed rather stunned at his predicament. Who wouldn’t be, after all? Suddenly caught by the face in a rear as lovely as this? His flayed senses are probably trying to settle down and comprehend the world around him. 
	Amy reared back, before tumbling forwards, flipping off the hammer while holding Sonic tight. Soon, she landed rear-first, and by extension upon Sonic, on the ground. Sonic splayed his limbs out upon knock down, and was practically comatose as Amy sat her rear upon him. 
	“Ah~ Feels nice, right?” Amy asked. “With that silly dress outta the way, now you can finally appreciate all of this! Lie down a little longer, and I can make sure you enjoy all of it!” She could hear a muffled groan come from the captured hedgehog. After a palpable moment of pause, the blue blur lifted his hands, waving around the general area in confusion. He was clearly unsure about where he could put his hands. After all, with that thin suit, touching any part of her would be akin to touching her naked skin. 
	Instead, Sonic merely hovered over Amy, as if trying out the general outline of her as he searched. He’d find her calves, her thighs… her glutes… Eventually, he’d gently reach up and hold her abdomen, at which he’d try to lift her up. Unfortunately, that was far from a good place to get some leverage. Whereas pushing by the rear would provide a straight resistance against the weight upon him, trying to shift her abdomen instead allowed her to maneuver her hips to counter his attempts at freedom. 
	“Geez, Sonic, you’re still trying to fight me?” Amy asked. “You’ve been running for too long~ I’ve shaped myself into an image you’re sure to like! I got the hips, I got the chest, what more could you ask?” Sonic shook his head against Amy’s ass, and now his lower half was starting to shake around, his heels kicking the ground as he flailed. She sighed, before gliding off of his face, only to lie on top of his body, her head up towards his.
	“A-Amy!” Sonic shouted. However, Amy swiftly silenced him by planting an index finger against his lips. 
	“Shhhhh… Stay a little longer~ I promise you’ll love it~” she cooed. She then hooked that heart-shaped plate, before pulling it down to unveil her naked breasts. Sonic’s blue face was stained red once more as her hefty chest filled his view, which she brought up, either boob looming overhead. Then, faster than Sonic could shout out, she came crashing down, stuffing Sonic into her cleavage. She sighed lustfully as she wrapped around the boy. “Mmm~ You feel so nice there. You feel like a jigsaw piece that’s finally found its place in the rest of the puzzle~ You fit so well~” 
	She shook her chest left and right, smooshing her boobs into him while Sonic could only squeal out while the rest of his body trembled with embarrassment. His hands returned towards Amy’s body, though intended to avoid her curvier parts. Instead, he tried to grasp her by the abdomen, and try to lift her up. He had a bit better leverage here, but Amy simply wrapped her arms around the back of Sonic’s head while she tangled her legs within the hedgehog’s. She was swiftly fastened onto Sonic’s front, essentially keeping him trapped. 
	She once again wobbled on top of his face. She could practically feel the heat of embarrassment radiate off of it. As she did, however, she felt a certain… something brush between her thighs. She smirked wider, and briefly detangled her legs. She could hear Sonic sigh in relief, only for it to turn into a gasp as she clasped both her legs together, intent on squeezing that certain something. Amy’s grin widened as she felt him throb within her confines. 
	“I told you you’d love it!” she squealed out as she gave a few strokes. Sonic’s body writhed about and shook against her, and he was now trying to push with more fervor. However, Amy held on tightly. She wasn’t going to let him go, especially now that she can squeeze his love right out of him. She kept on her technique, and Sonic, meanwhile, would feel her smooth, rubbery-clothing glide up and down his shaft, the slight dampness of sweat almost helping to lube him up for further rubbing. Her technique would be interspersed with tight squeezes upon his shaft, which’d really get the blue blur squirming, much to his chagrin.
	Sonic would try to squirm about to free his muzzle from her chest, but Amy would keep on shifting around to keep him ensnared. She’d switch between squeezing, to stroking with both thighs at once, to alternating which thigh was up or not. Sonic throbbed and throbbed, and Amy’s heart soared with elation. After a bit, she scooted back, positioning Sonic’s little friend along her crack, her breasts on his chest, and her face looming over his panting one. 
	“I wanna see the look on your face when you realize how much you’ve been missing out~” she cooed as she softly juggled Sonic’s joy between her cheeks. Then, she swiftly clamped them together, before jerking him up and down. She’d have expected Sonic to whine or scream or something before, but by now he could only gasp out and drool as his eyes spun dizzily in his sockets. “So cute~” Amy practically squealed out as she rubbed and rubbed. She felt so special, feeling the boy of her dreams grow so big against her body and curves. And in a moment, she’d have extracted the ultimate sign of his love! In stroke 3… stroke 2… stroke 1…
	“A-Amyyyyyyyy!” Sonic howled out as he extended his hips. In tandem, Amy could feel his pleasure jettison from him in a mighty geyser, globs of white sailing and practically painting the back of her suit. Amy bit her lip as she felt her new boyfriend empty himself all over, and all because of, her. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head dreamily as she felt her own special joy threaten to explode out and on top of Sonic. She sighed dreamily and looked down at Sonic, who’d practically gone catatonic from all the stimulation she delivered onto him. She smiled widely, before standing up.
	While Sonic was out, she picked him up, swung him over her shoulder, and took a handful of the blue blur’s rump, giving a few playful squeezes. She gave a lewd smooch to one buttock, practically branding him with her mark. 
	“We’ll have a little more fun at home, Sonic~” she cooed, before she began walking away from Green Hill.