I thought I’d gone through the strangest parts of my birthday. Especially after all those… weird dreams. However, the sight before me in my bedroom proved otherwise. On one side, a few minutes ago, was that tall, curvy bat lady in black stealthsuit and makeup, Rouge the Bat. And beside her was a tall gift wrapped up in pink wrapping paper with hotter pink hearts dotting it. She’d introduced it as a “quarter birthday” gift, and though I’d insisted that there’s no such thing, she guilted me, saying that I couldn’t just ignore a gift. So, despite me being certain there was a trick here, I opened up the wrapping paper. And with it opened, I saw just what trick Rouge had for me.
	“What is this?” I asked plainly.
	“What’re you talking about? It’s just another pillow of me,” Rouge assured. “It’s not like the other pillow was bad or anything, you have no reason to be suspicious.”
	“Yeah, that pillow was literally just you,” I pointed out. “This is a very clearly sexual interpretation of you!” I motioned towards the unwrapped gift: a pillow. Unlike the “pillow” I’d received before, which was basically a real-sized model of the bat, this one was more like a traditional pillow. Except, this was one of those body-sized pillows with prints on it, typically lewd in nature. This one, for example, was a red pillow meant to simulate someone lying on a velvet bed. And that someone was Rouge, except nude and showing off her curvaceous assets. The one side he’d unwrapped showed her laying belly down on that “bed” while looking over her shoulder suggestively as her… rear, easily over half my body size, was pointed at the viewer. I imagine there was a similar image on the other side, except meant to show off her… chest. “I’ve had trouble hiding the last one, what am I supposed to do about this? I don’t even think I can hide it in my closet! And I’ll definitely be labeled a pervert if I’m caught with it!”
	“Relaaaaaaax…” Rouge said, literally waving me down. “It’s just a playful toy for a growing boy. If anyone has any problems, you can just tell them I gave you it. Anyways, how’d you feel about giving it a go?”	
	“Giving it a go?”
	“Yeah. It’s pretty late in the day, Sonic’s away, seems like the perfect time to give it a go.” I looked out the window, and indeed, it was night time. That’d made Rouge’s appearance in my bedroom all the stranger. And yeah, Sonic was away… If I was to use it, the bat has a point. Now’s as good a time as any to “give it a go”. While I contemplated, Rouge picked up the pillow, and set it on my bed, and already it looked like I’d lost the majority of my mattress space. She’d set it face up, so now I could see the pillow’s… chest. “Feel free to take whatever side you want~” 
	I blushed at that suggestion, but I was in a position where I simple couldn’t deny her. It’d be rude after all; she’d come and got me a gift, and was apparently preparing the bed for me. So, with a blush, I walked in close, and climbed up onto it. I found myself looming over the image of that busty bat, and that only made my blush increase. I was frozen for a moment, and Rouge watched. Apparently I’d froze for a little too long, for suddenly the bat intruder would grasp my legs, and tug them, causing me to lose support and flop onto the pillow. My face planted right against the pillow dopple’s bosom. I blushed and tried to get up, but my hands sunk into the pillow.
	It was… wow… It felt like I was kneading dough. It was as if the pillow was designed to keep me from escaping. I sank slightly into it, and it was nice and cool. Despite my earlier apprehension, it felt really nice on this pillow. Meanwhile, I hadn’t even realized that Rouge pulled the blanket over me until I felt the weight on my back. It was like being snug against a waterbed, and I sighed softly. I wriggled into place, only lulled further as Rouge softly stroked my back. 
	“Nice and soft, right?”
	“Mhmm…”
	“Kinda like the real deal~”
	“Y-you are soft…” I blushed and stuttered. “I-I mean- I meant-!” Rouge simply chuckled before kissing the tip of my ear. 
	“Silly thing… Just relax, and let one of those dreams take hold~”
	“I-I’m not gonna… I’m not gonna… dream…” I tried to muster some form of defiance, but the lull of sleep made it more weak. I’d soon go limp against the pillow, now realizing it had a bit of Rouge’s perfume on it…
…
	My eyes fluttered open, and I’d eventually climb up. I yawned and spread my arms as I stepped out of bed, blinking the sleep out of my eyes. As I did, the setting around me was blurry, yet even through that blur something seemed off. As I got to properly understand the area, I soon realized what was off, and it was… well… I found myself seated inside a more old fashioned, wooden room. The bed I’d slept on had dirty rags, and lacked that pillow I’d fallen asleep with. I sighed as I rubbed my eyes some more. 
	“Another dream…” I groaned. “Of course… Well, let’s do this.” With that, I walked out, taking note of the still old house, before soon going through the door. And once out, I found I lived in a small, small house in the middle of a vast forest. I apparently had a woodcutter’s axe on my porch, and a small guitar. Strange. I walked off the porch and out into the field proper and looked around in confusion. I pressed onwards, when I heard a commotion into the forest. Curious, I walked towards it. I came closer and closer, when I found, of all things, a horse-drawn carriage toppled over, the horses probably having run off somewhere. Meanwhile, some squirrel lady in an old-fashioned dress was climbing up while nursing her head, groaning. “Oh goodness!” I rushed over and offered her a hand, carefully bringing her out of the toppled vehicle and setting her on the ground. “Are you ok?”
	“Ooooh…” the squirrel groaned as she rubbed her forehead. “Sorry, my vision’s spinning. Thanks for the hand, mister…?”
	“T-Tails. It’s Tails.” 
	“Tails… what a nice name.” She sighed and brought her hand down before brushing her dress. She then focused on me and sighed, and I realized she was easily a head taller than me. “Oh, and what a cute face to accompany it~”
	“E-eh heh heh…” I muttered. Yeah, my dreams were usually weird, but the weird stuff usually happened whenever Rouge popped up. This, however, was some random lady complimenting me. I felt the need to squeeze one of my tails. “I-I heard that a couple of times…” I was then stunned as she brought a finger under my chin and craned me so that we were staring eye to eye. I blushed as she seemed to gaze into me, before she brought a hand up, and snapped her fingers. Suddenly, there was a rustling all around, and my moment of spacing out was shaken off. I pulled away and looked around, and in the time it took me to look into her eyes, some strange people had surrounded us.
	I found myself looking upon various ladies in leathery armor and lithe builds, though their outfits seemed to show off their curvaceous forms, and more than a few had makeup over their face. I saw a couple holding knives, one with a crossbow, and one unarmed. The knife couple appeared to be a pair of raccoons, the crossbow one seemed to be a green feathered swallow, and the unarmed one was some cat. And while I was glancing around at the lot of them, the squirrel lady in front of me suddenly tossed her dress off, revealing herself to be wearing a leather suit akin to those bandits. 
	“What the-?! Th-this was a setup!” 
	“That’s right, kid,” the squirrel teased. “Shouldn’t have looked so vulnerable and naked~” I didn’t realize taking my natural wear would be considered weird here, so I blushed and covered my crotch. “I’m afraid. Now, why don’t you come along quietly. If not, we can drag you kicking and screaming~” 
	“D-don’t you try anything…” I muttered as I brought my hands up defensively. “I worked with Sonic, I can hold my own!”
	“The hell is a ‘Sonic’?” the swallow asked. 
	“Whatever, this guy’s bluffing,” the cat said. “Let’s get him!” With that, the group of ladies reared back, before lunging at me. With that, I’d swerve down to try and avoid them, though I’d run straight into the arms of one of the raccoon ladies and thrown onto my back. I’d wriggle and try to get up, though she held me down by my arms. Then, she scooted forwards, and I found myself staring up at her chest. And then, she swiftly swung down onto my face, plunging me in darkness. I wailed and shook around, though even my shaking grew too tough to manage as the various ladies around came down to capture my limbs! Like that, I was smushed under this fiendish bandit, smothered into her cleavage! And all the while, I could hear them laughing. I kept trying to squirm, blushing and burning up. And as I did, I was unaware of what was coming, only hearing the sound of metallic stamps. 
	The other bandits seemed to hear that too, for they started to get up and turned to face the source of the noise. I tried to crane my bright red face up to look over at whoever was coming, and was surprised. Coming through the field was a very familiar bat lady in some odd armor. Said armor looked thick, yet at the same time seemed to wrap around the lady’s curves, the metal brandishing her hip width and her bust, although they were covered in armor. Top that off with a helmet that showed off everything below her nose, and you had the sight of a Rouge in shining armor, shield in one hand and mace in the other. She stamped forwards, and as she approached, the various bandits would get up and away from me, taking up their weaponry. 
	“Get away from the dear,” the knight said as she pointed her mace around, approaching me. She then knelt down and gently stroked my cheek. “Are you ok? Did these rogues hurt you?”
	“R-Rouge…” I muttered, blushing as I looked up at her. 
	“Who’s that?” the knight replied. However, the bandits started moving, and she suddenly took on a more serious stance. She grasped my shoulder and tugged me up. “You’re unarmed and unarmored. Get behind me.”
	“Y-yeah!” With that, I’d find my footing before getting behind her. And once I was behind, she pressed parts of her armor, and suddenly a few panels on the back of her armor spread. I looked on curious, and soon realized I was looking upon her… bare… tan back with lacy black underwear over her large backside and chest… “Wh-what are you-?”
	“Extra protection. Now get in!”
	“Get in! You gotta be-!”
	“No time for arguments!” With that, faster than I’d react, the knight swung one arm back and managed to get her mace behind my back. Then she’d pull my towards her, me yelping as I was tugged straight into her armor, her using her mace to keep me off the ground and pinned to her. Then, she’d press those parts of the armor again, and I could hear the sheets of metal move into place. I couldn’t even wail out as her armor had closed over me! Now, I was trapped in my hero’s armor, face against her shoulders and… crotch against her rear… I’d squirm in her grasp, hoping to find someway out. However, her armor held tight, and even if I did, there was those bandits to worry about. 
	She’d maneuver around and swing and block attacks, and throughout the assault, I felt her hips shift and shake, her rubbing her butt against my… I shuddered as I felt myself grow against her, praying that she wouldn’t notice. I could only hope that she wouldn’t notice, and that I could pull away from her rear before the worst could happen. Unfortunately, I was pretty snug against her. Those plates did not want to move without any command on her part. Their hard, coldness contrasted with her soft form. She bore a supple, sweaty back, and her underwear seemed thin and almost lubed. Whatever was going on with them, they pressed all of the right buttons for me. 
	I’d kick and squirm a little, blushing deeply at the sensation all around me. I was burning up like a candle; if my embarrassment showed anymore, I’d probably end up lighting up the inside of this armor like Rudolph. Eventually, unfortunately, her movements would prove too much for me. I wailed, and found myself bursting against her. My hips bucked, and ropes of submission blew between her cheeks and against her back. I’d groan and fall limp against her back, panting and panting, taking in some of her musk. I sighed in defeat, and was grateful that this’d be over… This would be over, right? I usually woke up whenever I… gave in… So, why was I still huddled up against this knight’s back? And… why did I still feel her rubbing against me…?
	The melee went on for a long time, and all throughout she ended up rubbing my dick more and more. And unfortunately, I’d have to cum a few times over. However, eventually it felt like the knight finally stopped. I panted and panted, the panels on the back of her armor popped open, and I flopped out onto the ground, tired and defeated. I didn’t even register the various bandits knocked over. The knight, meanwhile, sighed and re-aligned the panels on her armor. 
	“Your attackers have been taken care of,” she explained. “Are you ok?”
	“I-I… I…” I groaned. The knight looked down on me with her typical seriousness, and yet pity. 
	“The enemies must’ve slipped past my defenses,” the knight figured. She then reached down and scooped me up, holding me over her shoulder. “Stay calm, I’ll bring you back to your resting space.” With that, she walked off in roughly the same direction I came in from, towards the house I woke up in. She walked and walked, and soon we got there. “Nice place you got here. You got anyone else?”
	“I-I’m supposed to wake up,” I groaned. The knight tilted her head.
	“What do you mean?” she asked.
	“This is a dream,” I said. “And I should be waking up about now. You came in, teased me, and I just blew my load. That’s how this goes, that’s when I wake up.”
	“I don’t quite understand what you’re explaining…” the knight said. “But it sounds like you’re really going through something, could I help you out?”
	“I-I don’t know…” I answered, rubbing behind my ears. “It’s just, I should be waking up soon, I’m sure. Oh, hang on, I got an idea!” With that, I stood up, and leaned my head forwards. “I just need a pinch, and surely that’ll get me outta bed.” Even through her helmet, I could tell she was looking at me confused. However, she did eventually come around. So, she brought up a hand, reached towards my cheek, and gave a pinch. It stung and my body lurched a little… but I didn’t wake up. I blinked a little and looked around. “What…? Why didn’t that work?”
	“Maybe you’re not dreaming?” the knight suggested. “It seems like you’re struggling with something right now. So, let me leave you something.” With that, she took a satchel ringing with jingling metal, and handed it over. It was pretty heavy in my hands, and so I opened it up, seeing a bunch of gold coins in it. The sun shone off of them and it felt like I was bathed in some sort of divine light. Curious, I picked one up, and the currency in this dream definitely looked different from mine. However, looking over the coin, I noticed something off about it.
	“Ok, look, here’s proof!” I declared to the knight, pointing to the coin. I showed her one side, it showing Rouge’s face, albeit profile. “That’s your face.”
	“That’s the princess’s face,” the knight assured.
	“Ok, fine,” I said rolling my eyes. “But check this out!” I thusly flipped the coin over, showing off a pair of familiar looking tails. “See that? Those are my tails!” I motioned towards my hindquarters and waved my tails to emphasize the similarity. “See? I’m just some guy in the middle of nowhere! Why would recognized currency have my imagery on it?!” At that, the knight held her chin and looked contemplative.
	“I can’t say I quite understand you, but it feels like you really need some assistance,” she said. “Perhaps you should come with me. I can bring you to a priest to see if your affliction can be healed.”
	“You know what, can’t hurt,” I said as I put the coin back. “If you want, I’ll follow you.” The knight nodded and turned, and I was granted that familiar sight of her… curvaceous… form… “A-actually, can I walk beside you?”
	“Oh, sure,” she said. I stepped next to her, still really short. And once next to her, she’d wrap one arm over my shoulders and held me close. I blushed, and we both walked off in the distance. I had no idea what was going on with this dream, but I already had this worrying feeling that this was going to be a loooooong night…