A World Hopper's Chronical
#1 – Perfect Storm
By [TxiN] and Shadow4ever14
Characters © their players.
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Taylor, the obviously well fed hedgehog had once again dragged his robotic friend alongside him on a storm chase, "Damn! This sucks, all we're getting are rain shafts one after another!" 
"Geh," Txin wasn't... happy about being in the rain. She didn't rust, no, but it still wasn't her favourite situation to be in... For once, she was clothed, and had morphed her form to look generally normal. She didn't stick out too bad in the sea of Mobians; people thought her a Robian and looked the other way. "Didn't you say it was going to storm? I like storms, not rain. It's too boring," she commented, keeping up with him, but just barely. 
    "I guess we got here a little too late..." He sighed, tossing a camera back in the truck, "I swear I have the worst luck with this." He cackled, tugging his shirt back down over his small underbelly, the rest of his shirt was soaked, and clung to him like a second skin. 
    Txin let out a huff, crossing her arms. She wasn't pleased. This had been going on for the past seven chases - Taylor insisting that they'd make it on time, and that once he finished his fourth helping of lunch, they'd go. "Beh..." She looked over her shoulder at the parting clouds, shaking her head. What could she do, fake a storm...? ... well she could, but she'd be so focused on doing it that Taylor would know it was her... Tossing ideas about, she leaned against the truck-bed, her own baggy jeans weighed down, her red track jacket looking like blood with all the rain. 
    "Well what should we do? Just stand around and get even more soaked?" He shook his quills out, "I wouldn't mind hitting up a gas station for something to drink! Maybe a hotdog too...Oou." He babbled like the gluttonous fool he was, "Hm?" 
    Txin quietly covered her face with her palm, letting out a sigh that died in the rain. "Well shoot..." Thirsty hit a nerve. Txin's more insane half twitched. Looking at Taylor rather instinctively, she mentally snapped her fingers. A plot had formed. "Wait! Did you hear that?!" She exclaimed suddenly. 
    Ear perk. "Huh!?" Taylor turned around, looking at her in a confused manner, "Hear what? I didn't hear anything..." He cocked a brow. 
    "While you were talking!" Txin pointed towards the thicker part of the storm, where the rain was the strongest. Her eyes flashing as she threw a small colony of nanites towards the storm, her plot continued on smoothly. Once she saw her nanites had coiled under the eye of the small storm, she lit them up, forcing them to explode. A perfect replication of lightning! "There! See!" 
    Taylor threw his arms up, "We gotta go! But...there isn't a road over there....Should we just hike it out?" He rubbed his muzzle, fetching his camera, quills becoming heavy with water. 
    Txin only looked at him. "Get in the truck and drive. If we miss it THIS time, I'll hike YOU up a cliff!" She barked sternly, once more lighting up the stream of nanites, forcing out another clap of thunder and a bright flash. Without much more word, she slipped into the passenger seat of the truck. "Let's go, Taylor!" 
    Taylor hopped inside the truck and floored it, the truck sailing off the road and into the field, mud and grass flying in it's wake, "Almost there!" He yelped, suddenly smashing on the brakes and sliding to a stop under the torrent of rain, "I can't see anything! It's raining too hard!" 
    Txin hopped out of the truck, just like that, figuring it was time for a bit... more magic here. Before Taylor would have had the chance to see, she flung her arms out, the limbs disintigrating, flying upwards towards the ends of the storm. Reforming the limbs, she held her forearm over her eyes, fist tucked. "Holy cow... it's really thick through here, Taylor! Come out and see this shit!" 
    Taylor let out a worried whimper and exited, "This is too dangerous! I don't recommend we stay here much longer, You can't see a thing!" He yelled, voice murmured by the downpour. 
    Txin controlled the nanites once more, causing a bolt of lightning to slam at the ground, kicking up debris, slapping the hedgehog in the face with rain to blind him as she further worked on the grand plan here... "Hold on! That was pretty fucking close!" 
    "AH!" He yipped, stumbling backwards, "I don't like this!" He wiped his face quickly, trying to see anything at all, "Txin!? Where are you!?" 
    Txin only grinned. It was hard to keep her insane self in check. And if someone had to be sacrificed for that... well. It was for the greater good. "Yeah, I'm here, don't worry! I got the camera!" She lied, grabbing the nanites on the far ends of the rain clouds. She was literally delving through them, atom by atom, getting them to pull behind her nanites... Soon, Taylor would see the rain was.. letting up, a -lot-. And in its place... it looked as if a tornado was trying to form... 
    "OH MY GOD!" Taylor screamed, "TXIN! WHERE'S THE CAMERA!?" He ran to the truck, digging through to find the camera, his brain too busy to think about the devious plot that was developing. 
    "I have it, Taylor! Don't worry!" Still lying about having the camera, Txin winced. It took a LOT of focus to FORM a tornado made of rain. And it took even MORE to keep it spinning... and even more to keep it from touching down just yet. She formed the tip of it carefully, like molding clay, her eyes closed.
    Taylor turned around, jaw dropping at the shear size of this twister, "Oh my god....Txin...." He whimpered, walking next to her, "Are you alright!?" 
    "Yes..." The robot's ears twitched, fists clenched. The tornado writhed as if harnessed by a rope... then it reared upwards, like a wild animal. Suddenly, Txin leaped away from Taylor, her arm raised, as if holding the proverbial lasso around the twister. "Open wide, boy!" She called before 'letting go' of the water-formed behemoth. Taylor would have a second or so to gasp before the water torrent would slam into his mouth, pouring pure rainwater down his gullet. 
    "MFFFFFFHG!?" He howled as he fell on his rear, eyes wide with fear of the torrents pouring into his stomach. His shirt instantly exploded into pieces as his belly surged in size... 
    "Heh, much better..." It didn't take as much focus to GUIDE the tornado, thankfully. She grinned deviously, watching the spectacle. Meanwhile, in the skies, it was as if Taylor was being force-fed directly from the clouds -- the tornado looked like a giant funnel in his mouth as it pounded water down his throat at an alarming rate. 
    Taylor tried to stand, the water quadrupling his weight by the minute, his pants beginning to tear apart as he reached out to Txin for help, "Mmmmnnnnnn!" 
    "Sorry!" She offered halfheartedly, her tail slowly curling around her legs, as if pacing menacingly. The tip shivered before sharpening itself into a finely pointed needle. "I'll stop. ... maybe." She only grinned, approaching Taylor slowly, putting a robotic hand on that swollen belly, giving it a testing squeeze with her hand, feeling the water surging about madly inside. 
    Taylor scooted back by the millimeter, wary of the pointed tail, his body sloshing uncontrollably as the water forced his privates to bloat up, fattening and ripping his pants, the water and cum mixture oozing out freely, relieving some of the pressure, "MMMMNF!?" 
    Txin's pointed tail took interest in the cock, coiling around it tightly. It was trying to seal that exit to be sure nothing else escaped... "Mmhm... time to explode." Txin nodded, letting go of the tight belly before snapping her fingers. The rain stopped for a moment... and then surged with all of its might into Taylor's overexposed maw! 
    Taylor's gigantic stomach shook violently, his cock spraying out cum and water like a fire-hose as the camera flashed the final picture of Taylor....A deafening bang occurring as the red hedgehog split and burst into millions of water-soaked pieces... 
    Txin's tail returned to her side, pleased with itself, as the robot formed a rag with her nanites, wiping the blood off of her face with a rather uneasy frown. He'd reform later, probably. She'd be sure of it, and after that, well. She'd have to wipe his memory. With her insane side sated, she snapped her fingers, the storm instantly ripping apart. ... oddly enough the sun shone through it; showing the bloody wreckage of what used to be a hedgehog. "Eh. It was necessary. Thanks, Taylor."

The End.
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