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This kind of petered off half way through part two but I might try revisiting this later. \n\nAny advice would be appreciated. \n", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Part one of a story concept where a demonically influenced Amy Rose makes her way to Vanilla's house, with unexpected results.

An attempt at writing that I tried after my The Last Temptation of Tails picture. This kind of petered off half way through part two but I might try revisiting this later.

Any advice would be appreciated.
", "writing": "Part 1.\n\nA soft wind blew through the night air, bringing the sweet scent of the night through the open bedroom window. The spring night was warm, and dark with no moon and only the littering of stars over the Mobian town. Tasteful photos of Vanilla and Cream and other friends of the family hung sparsely around the room, a large TV opposite of the bed and other body pillows and such were strewed about. Only the slow and steady movement for the silken sheets that rose in time with the sleepers soft dreamless breaths broke the stillness of the room. \n\nDeeper in the house, a dark chill moved from room to room, silently stalking along the hallways with precise intentions. The darkness came to nestle itself outside the thick double doors of the room. A steady sound of turning tumblers and the single clack of the door releasing was only sound throughout the house. Almost as if it were straight from a black-and-while horror film, the twin doors parted on their own, opening inward. The hall was unlit, but a light from down the stairs brought a soft glow upward, casting the black silhouette of the individual in the doorway, featureless and ominous and emanating more power than their small frame should. The figure’s gaze bore intently on the shape beneath the covers, and with all the intensity of a tiger stalking its prey, the figure moved slowly and silently into the room, their footfalls silent on the carpet. The sleeper in the bed stirred, silent though they were, the movement was caught them, and they rose in the bed, their eyes coming up to lock with the dark foreboding vision of the demonic intruder. \n\n“….. Amy” the awoken sleeper mumbled quietly. \n\n“wha…. Cream!?!” the demon Amy exclaimed. \n\nAmy, still close to the entry way, brought her hand to the wall and flipped the switch, bathing the bedroom in light. Cream lay in the much too large bed, wiping the sleep from her large brown eyes. She drug the back of her hand over her face and looked to the entryway again. \n\n“Amy!” Cream let out with unhidden joy. “What are you doing here?” a wide smile making its way across her face at the unexpected sight of her friend. Amy was dumbfounded seeing the child rabbit in the bed and stood there fully confused and unsure what to do next.\n\n“Amy! Yay! Did you want to play a game? I have this really fun game!” Cream exclaimed, hoping from the bed and jogging to a small pile of stuffed animals and other children’s stuff on the other side of the bed, the oversized t-shirt she wore rustling around her as a makeshift nightgown. “Mommy said I could stay up later if one of my friends came by and if I had a nap earlier. And I think this does count as have a nap”. \n\nCream took Amy’s hand, and guided her down to kneeling on the carpet. Obliviously, she began to set out the game board and pieces. Halfway though, she looked up at the still surprised Amy. “You look different, Amy” she casually stated, “Did you get a new haircut?”\n\nAmy ran her fingers over her quills mindlessly “Something like that.”\n\nHer hair might have seemed a bit shorter, but Amy attributed that to the new pair of long demonic horns that were curving out from underneath her headband. The long latex gloves and thigh-high boots were not something Cream had seen her in before either, nor the tight latex sleeveless half shirt that barely covered her chest and skin-tight boy shorts squeezing her round bum and leaving little to the imagination of the mound between her legs. But Cream didn’t seem to notice any of this anymore than she noticed that whites of Amy’s eyes were now completely black, or the almost vampiric fangs that barely were hidden by her lips, or even the two small bat wings now jutting out of the pink hedgehog’s back. \n“Your turn!” Cream cried after rolling the dice and moving her metal figure along the board. “You can be this piece.” Cream handed a small metal bat to Amy, who casually rolled the dice and began to mimic Cream’s movement in the game. \n\n“Cream,” she asked casually “where’s your mother? Isn’t this Vanilla’s room?”\n\n“Mommy whet away on business. Something about flying bread or flower mice or something.” Cream related, obviously either not knowing, remembering, or caring the exact reason for Vanilla’s departure. Cream rolled the dice and began to trace the figure along the game board “Sometimes when mommy’s gone, I like to sleep in her bed. It’s really big and fluffy and feels really nice”\n\nAmy hummed a response to this as she rolled the dice for her turn again, disappointed in this unexpected development. She had wanted Vanilla to be here. The had thought about the luscious rabbit all the way over, images of the adult rabbit’s full body in her mind and planning the many things she would do to it. The sound of Cream rolling her turn and clacking the metal piece on the board brought Amy back out of her thoughts. “But it’s ok,” Cream continued. “Cinnamon is sitting for me while mommy is away”. Cream seemed to freeze in place, her hand still on the metal piece as her brain seemed to grasp something for the first time. She turned to Amy “Didn’t you see her when you came in?”\n\nAmy paused for a bit longer than she should have. “Oh!” She finally said in a mock surprise, “Oh, yes I did. She was in the living room”\n\n“We should call her,” Cream continued joyfully starting to stand “she might want to play too.”\n\n“No, no.” Amy quickly responded, putting a hand on Creams should and guiding her back down to sitting. “She was sleeping…. on the couch. Yes, she was sleeping there when I came in. We don’t want to wake her” Amy gave a quick smile and then looked with surprise at the game and handed the dice to Cream. “Oh, it’s your turn!” \n\nCream rolled again and giggled at the large number. Amy looked at her as she moved the piece again over the colorful squares along the spiraling track of the board. Her hands seemed to move almost in slow motion as they reached for the dice again. Even this far away, Amy could hear the solid sound of Creams heart under the night shirt, hear the sound of her fur rustling against itself as her subtle limbs moved. She could smell the sweet scent coming off the young rabbit, and feel the warmth emanating from her through the warm spring night.\n\n“Your turn” Cream stated happily to Amy, handing the dice towards her. \n\nAmy slick black gloved hand swooped down under the board and with one movement tossed the game and all its contents to the side, the pieces spilling through the air. The dice were knocked from Creams hand, and before they hit the ground, Amy’s latex grip was across Creams mouth, pushing her back and to the ground. Creams eyes went wide with shock as the pink hedgehog moved on top of her and between her legs in one motion, her free hand sliding under Creams night shirt and tearing off her cotton panties, the elastic biting into her soft flesh before it snapped. It was so fast, that Cream barely registered this and could voice even a cry before she felt the weight of Amy pressing on top of her, and the large penis sliding from Amy boy shorts, pushing against Cream’s virgin slit. There was a scream muffled by the latex hand as the rock hard cock tore into the rabbit’s cunt, ripping through her hymen and plowing into her cunt. Tears freely welled and fell from Cream’s huge brown eyes, and muffled cries of pain were sounded as the hedgehog raped her tight hole, it’s hot velvet wetness squeezing Amy’s cock in protest. Amy pounded away, one hand still over the rabbits mouth and the other holding her at the shoulder keeping her from struggling away as Amy fucked her and spat profanities at the young rabbit, filling her pussy and flooding her womb with her tainted seed, torrents of her cum despoiling deep inside the virgin womb again and again and again... \n\n“Amy?” Cream said again “It’s your turn.”\n\nAmy came back to reality, unaware that she had spaced out. The daydream had happened so fast and seemed so real, but there they were, sitting on the floor of the bedroom with the game between the two of them. “Ah, sorry” she forced a smile and took the dice. She looked down at her gloved hand as she rolled the dice around in her palm. Unnoticed by the small rabbit, two tiny drops of latex seemed to slide off of Amy’s glove and stuck themselves to the dice. Amy let the dice roll and turned up the number of 6 between the two of them. \n\n“Look out, I’m catching up” Amy said with false joy as she moved her piece one square in front of Cream’s. Cream took the dice and tossed them to the board. They seemed to tumble oddly along the cardboard surface, turned by the shifting weight of the unseen latex hitchhikers, and turned up the huge number or 12. Cream cried with joy as she brought her piece to the finish line with the single last roll. \n\n“Yay! You won!” Amy said, clapping her hands in mock enthusiasm at Cream’s accomplishment. \n\n“Let’s play again!”\n\n“Oh, no no no.” Amy was quick to deny. “I have a better idea” Amy walked over to the pile of children’s things and mercifully found a pad of construction paper and a half-filled box of crayons. \n\n“Why don’t you do a bit of drawing” she said handing the pad and box to Cream, “and I’ll go downstairs and make you some hot chocolate. Won’t that be good?” \n\nCream’s face filled with joy at the sound of the sweet treat and she quickly flopped belly first to the carpet and began running a colorful crayon along the pastel paper. Amy stood and moved out of the room. Once in the hall, she took a deep breath and steadied herself. It seemed that her head was spinning, and her legs felt almost numb, like the tingles of a sleeping limb were shooting through them. She took another deep breath, and walked down the stairs. \n\nPassing through the living room, she entered the large kitchen. Finding the kettle, she filled it with water and placed it on the burner. She then took down a small ceramic mug and after finding the powdered hot chocolate, measured a few scoops into the mug. The kettle still heating, she made her way back to the living room and over to the body of Cinnamon the babysitter. The teenage coyote was still unconscious, draped over the arm of the sofa with her face buried against the cushions and her black ponytail of hair falling over her face and her ass propped up in the air. Amy had stuffed the teens soaking panties in her mouth to keep her cries of pleasure muffled, and there they remained, making her deep heavy breaths sound thick. The girl’s thighs had mostly dried from her own pussy juices, but the light brown fur there was still sticky. \n\nAmy moved her gloved hand along the teen’s thighs, making sure they were spread enough. She then rubbed two of her fingers against the girl’s slick slit. Amy pushed the fingers into her gently with little resistance, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the sleeping girl. She continued to pump the fingers into her, keeping them shallowly around the plump lips, and then pressed her thumb against the girls swelling clit. The girl’s muffled breathing became faster, and her moans increased in pitch as her body trembled. Seeing the signs, Amy thrust her fingers all the way in once, and then removed them, keeping her thumb rubbing against the poor girl’s clit and pressed her cold mug just above it. Cinnamon came, a shallow orgasm making its way through her limp body and sleeping mind. Her cunt clenched and began to spasm, pushing out two large plops of the black cum Amy had so graciously filled her with before. Amy caught these in the mug, slick and thick. She ran the mug up along the teen’s pussy, making sure to get as much as she could, as well as some of the girl’s own juices. She then left her there, her body still twitching as her breathing began to slow again. \n\nCasual as can be, Amy moved back to the kitchen and filled the remainder of the mug with the heated water. She licked a bit of the girl juices off her gloved finger and then used the finger to stir the hot chocolate, making sure it wasn’t too hot. The dark contents all blended together perfectly, and Amy smiled as she took a long breath of the vapors coming from the mug. \n\nCream was humming an unknown tune to herself as Amy entered the bedroom again. She sat the mug of hot chocolate next to the bunny girl and spied a look at what she was drawing. \n“What’s this?” She asked casually.\n\nAmy pointed to a big light-brown and pink shape “This is a picture of mommy,” she pointed to a smaller light brown and red shape “me, and you!” she finished pointing to an almost all black shape.\n\nAmy nodded absently “Hmmm. Very good. But don’t you think you should use pink or red for me?” \n\n“Black just seemed the right color” Cream said with a smile, returning to scribbling in green grass over the lower half of the paper. Amy kissed the young girl on the top of the head, instantly aware of how soft her fur felt on her lips, and then stood and moved to the tv. She rustled around the DVDs and finding what she was looking for, put a DVD into the player. Amy paused as she heard the sound of Cream shifting around, then the sound of blowing and the louder sound of the slurping of her drink. A wicked grin spread across Amy’s face. Her back to Cream, she asked her “How’s your hot chocolate?”\n\n“It’s good.” Cream said absently. Amy heard her take another big drink. “It’s really good” the rabbit continued, “but it tastes different”\n\nAmy forced herself to curtail her smile as much as she could. “oh, that’s just a secret ingredient.” Cream looked up. “Just a splash of Cinnamon.” Amy winked and pressed a finger to her mouth “our little secret.”\n\n…to be continued. \n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Part 1.

A soft wind blew through the night air, bringing the sweet scent of the night through the open bedroom window.  The spring night was warm, and dark with no moon and only the littering of stars over the Mobian town. Tasteful photos of Vanilla and Cream and other friends of the family hung sparsely around the room, a large TV opposite of the bed and other body pillows and such were strewed about. Only the slow and steady movement for the silken sheets that rose in time with the sleepers soft dreamless breaths broke the stillness of the room.

Deeper in the house, a dark chill moved from room to room, silently stalking along the hallways with precise intentions. The darkness came to nestle itself outside the thick double doors of the room. A steady sound of turning tumblers and the single clack of the door releasing was only sound throughout the house. Almost as if it were straight from a black-and-while horror film, the twin doors parted on their own, opening inward. The hall was unlit, but a light from down the stairs brought a soft glow upward, casting the black silhouette of the individual in the doorway, featureless and ominous and emanating more power than their small frame should. The figure’s gaze bore intently on the shape beneath the covers, and with all the intensity of a tiger stalking its prey, the figure moved slowly and silently into the room, their footfalls silent on the carpet. The sleeper in the bed stirred, silent though they were, the movement was caught them, and they rose in the bed, their eyes coming up to lock with the dark foreboding vision of the demonic intruder.

“….. Amy” the awoken sleeper mumbled quietly.

“wha…. Cream!?!” the demon Amy exclaimed.

Amy, still close to the entry way, brought her hand to the wall and flipped the switch, bathing the bedroom in light. Cream lay in the much too large bed, wiping the sleep from her large brown eyes. She drug the back of her hand over her face and looked to the entryway again.

“Amy!” Cream let out with unhidden joy. “What are you doing here?” a wide smile making its way across her face at the unexpected sight of her friend.  Amy was dumbfounded seeing the child rabbit in the bed and stood there fully confused and unsure what to do next.

“Amy! Yay! Did you want to play a game? I have this really fun game!” Cream exclaimed, hoping from the bed and jogging to a small pile of stuffed animals and other children’s stuff on the other side of the bed, the oversized t-shirt she wore rustling around her as a makeshift nightgown. “Mommy said I could stay up later if one of my friends came by and if I had a nap earlier. And I think this does count as have a nap”.

Cream took Amy’s hand, and guided her down to kneeling on the carpet. Obliviously, she began to set out the game board and pieces. Halfway though, she looked up at the still surprised Amy. “You look different, Amy” she casually stated, “Did you get a new haircut?”

Amy ran her fingers over her quills mindlessly “Something like that.”

Her hair might have seemed a bit shorter, but Amy attributed that to the new pair of long demonic horns that were curving out from underneath her headband. The long latex gloves and thigh-high boots were not something Cream had seen her in before either, nor the tight latex sleeveless half shirt that barely covered her chest and skin-tight boy shorts squeezing her round bum and leaving little to the imagination of the mound between her legs. But Cream didn’t seem to notice any of this anymore than she noticed that whites of Amy’s eyes were now completely black, or the almost vampiric fangs that barely were hidden by her lips, or even the two small bat wings now jutting  out of the pink hedgehog’s back.
“Your turn!” Cream cried after rolling the dice and moving her metal figure along the board. “You can be this piece.” Cream handed a small metal bat to Amy, who casually rolled the dice and began to mimic Cream’s movement in the game.

“Cream,” she asked casually “where’s your mother? Isn’t this Vanilla’s room?”

“Mommy whet away on business. Something about flying bread or flower mice or something.” Cream related, obviously either not knowing, remembering, or caring the exact reason for Vanilla’s departure.  Cream rolled the dice and began to trace the figure along the game board “Sometimes when mommy’s gone, I like to sleep in her bed. It’s really big and fluffy and feels really nice”

Amy hummed a response to this as she rolled the dice for her turn again, disappointed in this unexpected development. She had wanted Vanilla to be here. The had thought about the luscious rabbit all the way over, images of the adult rabbit’s full body in her mind and planning the many things she would do to it. The sound of Cream rolling her turn and clacking the metal piece on the board brought Amy back out of her thoughts. “But it’s ok,” Cream continued. “Cinnamon is sitting for me while mommy is away”. Cream seemed to freeze in place, her hand still on the metal piece as her brain seemed to grasp something for the first time. She turned to Amy “Didn’t you see her when you came in?”

Amy paused for a bit longer than she should have. “Oh!” She finally said in a mock surprise, “Oh, yes I did. She was in the living room”

“We should call her,” Cream continued joyfully starting to stand “she might want to play too.”

“No, no.” Amy quickly responded, putting a hand on Creams should and guiding her back down to sitting. “She was sleeping…. on the couch. Yes, she was sleeping there when I came in. We don’t want to wake her” Amy gave a quick smile and then looked with surprise at the game and handed the dice to Cream. “Oh, it’s your turn!”

Cream rolled again and giggled at the large number. Amy looked at her as she moved the piece again over the colorful squares along the spiraling track of the board.  Her hands seemed to move almost in slow motion as they reached for the dice again. Even this far away, Amy could hear the solid sound of Creams heart under the night shirt, hear the sound of her fur rustling against itself as her subtle limbs moved. She could smell the sweet scent coming off the young rabbit, and feel the warmth emanating from her through the warm spring night.

“Your turn” Cream stated happily to Amy, handing the dice towards her.

Amy slick black gloved hand swooped down under the board and with one movement tossed the game and all its contents to the side, the pieces spilling through the air. The dice were knocked from Creams hand, and before they hit the ground, Amy’s latex grip was across Creams mouth, pushing her back and to the ground. Creams eyes went wide with shock as the pink hedgehog moved on top of her and between her legs in one motion, her free hand sliding under Creams night shirt and tearing off her cotton panties, the elastic biting into her soft flesh before it snapped. It was so fast, that Cream barely registered this and could voice even a cry before she felt the weight of Amy pressing on top of her, and the large penis sliding from Amy boy shorts, pushing against Cream’s virgin slit. There was a scream muffled by the latex hand as the rock hard cock tore into the rabbit’s cunt, ripping through her hymen and plowing into her cunt. Tears freely welled and fell from Cream’s huge brown eyes, and muffled cries of pain were sounded as the hedgehog raped her tight hole, it’s hot velvet wetness squeezing Amy’s cock in protest. Amy pounded away, one hand still over the rabbits mouth and the other holding her at the shoulder keeping her from struggling away as Amy fucked her and spat profanities at the young rabbit, filling her pussy and flooding her womb with her tainted seed, torrents of her cum despoiling deep inside the virgin womb again and again and again...

“Amy?” Cream said again “It’s your turn.”

Amy came back to reality, unaware that she had spaced out. The daydream had happened so fast and seemed so real, but there they were, sitting on the floor of the bedroom with the game between the two of them. “Ah, sorry” she forced a smile and took the dice. She looked down at her gloved hand as she rolled the dice around in her palm. Unnoticed by the small rabbit, two tiny drops of latex seemed to slide off of Amy’s glove and stuck themselves to the dice. Amy let the dice roll and turned up the number of 6 between the two of them.

“Look out, I’m catching up” Amy said with false joy as she moved her piece one square in front of Cream’s. Cream took the dice and tossed them to the board. They seemed to tumble oddly along the cardboard surface, turned by the shifting weight of the unseen latex hitchhikers, and turned up the huge number or 12. Cream cried with joy as she brought her piece to the finish line with the single last roll.

“Yay! You won!” Amy said, clapping her hands in mock enthusiasm at Cream’s accomplishment.

“Let’s play again!”

“Oh, no no no.” Amy was quick to deny. “I have a better idea” Amy walked over to the pile of children’s things and mercifully found a pad of construction paper and a half-filled box of crayons.

“Why don’t you do a bit of drawing” she said handing the pad and box to Cream, “and I’ll go downstairs and make you some hot chocolate. Won’t that be good?”

Cream’s face filled with joy at the sound of the sweet treat and she quickly flopped belly first to the carpet and began running a colorful crayon along the pastel paper. Amy stood and moved out of the room. Once in the hall, she took a deep breath and steadied herself. It seemed that her head was spinning, and her legs felt almost numb, like the tingles of a sleeping limb were shooting through them. She took another deep breath, and walked down the stairs.

Passing through the living room, she entered the large kitchen. Finding the kettle, she filled it with water and placed it on the burner. She then took down a small ceramic mug and after finding the powdered hot chocolate, measured a few scoops into the mug. The kettle still heating, she made her way back to the living room and over to the body of Cinnamon the babysitter. The teenage coyote was still unconscious, draped over the arm of the sofa with her face buried against the cushions and her black ponytail of hair falling over her face and her ass propped up in the air. Amy had stuffed the teens soaking panties in her mouth to keep her cries of pleasure muffled, and there they remained, making her deep heavy breaths sound thick. The girl’s thighs had mostly dried from her own pussy juices, but the light brown fur there was still sticky.

Amy moved her gloved hand along the teen’s thighs, making sure they were spread enough. She then rubbed two of her fingers against the girl’s slick slit. Amy pushed the fingers into her gently with little resistance, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the sleeping girl. She continued to pump the fingers into her, keeping them shallowly around the plump lips, and then pressed her thumb against the girls swelling clit. The girl’s muffled breathing became faster, and her moans increased in pitch as her body trembled. Seeing the signs, Amy thrust her fingers all the way in once, and then removed them, keeping her thumb rubbing against the poor girl’s clit and pressed her cold mug just above it. Cinnamon came, a shallow orgasm making its way through her limp body and sleeping mind. Her cunt clenched and began to spasm, pushing out two large plops of the black cum Amy had so graciously filled her with before. Amy caught these in the mug, slick and thick. She ran the mug up along the teen’s pussy, making sure to get as much as she could, as well as some of the girl’s own juices. She then left her there, her body still twitching as her breathing began to slow again.

Casual as can be, Amy moved back to the kitchen and filled the remainder of the mug with the heated water. She licked a bit of the girl juices off her gloved finger and then used the finger to stir the hot chocolate, making sure it wasn’t too hot. The dark contents all blended together perfectly, and Amy smiled as she took a long breath of the vapors coming from the mug.

Cream was humming an unknown tune to herself as Amy entered the bedroom again. She sat the mug of hot chocolate next to the bunny girl and spied a look at what she was drawing.
“What’s this?” She asked casually.

Amy pointed to a big light-brown and pink shape “This is a picture of mommy,” she pointed to a smaller light brown and red shape “me, and you!” she finished pointing to an almost all black shape.

Amy nodded absently “Hmmm. Very good. But don’t you think you should use pink or red for me?”

“Black just seemed the right color” Cream said with a smile, returning to scribbling in green grass over the lower half of the paper. Amy kissed the young girl on the top of the head, instantly aware of how soft her fur felt on her lips, and then stood and moved to the tv. She rustled around the DVDs and finding what she was looking for, put a DVD into the player. Amy paused as she heard the sound of Cream shifting around, then the sound of blowing and the louder sound of the slurping of her drink. A wicked grin spread across Amy’s face. Her back to Cream, she asked her “How’s your hot chocolate?”

“It’s good.” Cream said absently. Amy heard her take another big drink. “It’s really good” the rabbit continued, “but it tastes different”

Amy forced herself to curtail her smile as much as she could. “oh, that’s just a secret ingredient.” Cream looked up. “Just a splash of Cinnamon.” Amy winked and pressed a finger to her mouth “our little secret.”

…to be continued.
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