Breezie had held out for as long as she could. The sea-green hedgehog was hanging on to her sanity by a thread and it was mostly her own fault things had gotten this bad. Well no it wasn’t but she certainly felt that way. The truth was there was just a lot on her plate at the moment and it was all threatening to spill out. 


Casinopolis was a city constructed by Eggman as part of his obsession with theme parks and other amusements. The whole city was a casino right down to some of the buildings being giant pinball tables, Roulette tables or even games of bingo. There were race tracks and boxing rings and stadiums for just about every game you could care to name. Any game of chance or skill where others could stake a bet the city had. Breezie ran the City now that it was free and was happily known as the mayor to the party that never ended. Breezie was not proud of how exactly she got involved with the place though.


Breezie had once been captured by Eggman’s forces and been forced to play the role of damsel in distress. She had lured Sonic in with a sob story to save her own skin but seeing what a genuinely good person he was had convinced her to risk robotization to warn him of the trap. Sonic had escaped and saved her from that fate. Neo-Metal Sonic had seized control of Casinopolis during the Heavy Metal War and passed the admin duties to Breezie for reasons that the hedgehog had never been able to figure out. Whatever reason he had was lost with the war and Eggman had simply never bothered to reclaim the turf. 


Part of Breezies problems was that until not so long ago she had the most reliable workforce in the world. As an Eggman territory it had mostly been automated and maintained by various robots Casinopolis had been around so long it had a wide mix of bot types. From the Swat-bots of his initial invasion to the Badniks of his expansion to Robians and even Egg Pawns. Her top assistants were the very robots that had captured her and forced her to lure Sonic into a trap. Coconuts, Scratch, Grounder, and the Auto-Automaton Pseudo-Sonic helped her keep everything running smoothly and the money moving. Until about two weeks ago when her workforce of reprogrammed bots began to vanish. Now she was just down to the Robians and there was just too much to be done.


Breezie was in a hiring frenzy, skilled mechanics were at something of a premium at the moment and a city as complex as hers needed them in droves. Which meant she was cutting pretty deep into the city's finances to stock the place with the talent it required. It also created the secondary problem of not having a place for said new employees to live. Casinopolis was not designed as a place for people to stay but a place to visit. So she was forced to resort to building new housing on the edges of the town. A process which aggravated the need for new workers and the drain on her funds. 


Looming above and beyond that though there was the Midnight Express. The trainline would run from Knothole to New Mobotropolis and out to Casinopolis to start with, other cities planned to join the network once the trainline was proven. The increased traffic would solve Breezie’s financial woes or it would magnify them by a significant factor. The security for the whole city kind of depended on nobody being stupid enough to rob a place where literally every street corner had a Swat-bot. In desperate need she had contacted GUN hoping to buy surplus troopers, only to be informed that she had just missed a huge recycling effort. Meteotech was the next one she reached out to and she had an order placed. However the delivery date still left her without security for months. In the meantime card sharps and other cheats were driving down her profits ever further. 

Finally there was the toll on her health; the stress had triggered some mild signs of anemia. the solution: a one time transfusion and a vitamin supplement regimen.  Which had promptly resulted in her transformation into a Futa. Breezie honestly wouldn’t have minded much if it hadn’t been one more adjustment to her already fraught life. The boosted libido demanded a prolonged period of attention every day for one and the other she was more than a little afraid of how her boyfriend would react.


Manic was Sonic’s brother; he had a bit of a temper and bit of a chip on his shoulder about being the least famous sibling. Manic had safe guarded a village from Eggman’s forces for years thanks to his powers and it gave him a bit of a swelled head. His ego had been checked hard when Sonic arrived in town and stole his thunder. The humiliation trip got worse when Manic found out in short order that he truly didn’t have it in him to be a hero for more than a small town. A blow that smarted all the more when he and Sonic discovered they were siblings. 


Ironically it was because Manic was less of a hero that Breezie fell for him. From the very first time Sonic had zipped off into the distance for the greater good Breezie had known it wouldn’t work. The Village Manic lived in was close by and so he stopped in frequently to check on her. It hadn’t taken Breezie long to figure out that his concern about her being around all these robots was a crush and from there it was a whirlwind of an affair. Breezie had taken a liking to the simple straightforward hero and he had made pleasing her one of his top priorities. Which is most of why she had put off telling him about her Futa transformation, she was terribly afraid of disappointing him in particular.


The problem with Manic was coming to a head today and that was at least partially her fault. Last night during an attempt to let off some pressure she had called manic and they had engaged in some over the phone sex. That alone probably would have been nothing if mid orgasm she hadn’t begged him to come over and knock her up. A request that Manic, ever eager to please, had assured her he would be there to handle tomorrow. 


“Miss Breezie? Manic is here to see you.” The voice buzzed over the intercom.

Breezie groaned as she shoved her clothes back into place, having tapped her member and balls up against her belly so that her boyfriend wouldn’t spot them dangling. “Send him in, Bernadette and take the rest of the day off.” she responded to the Robian secretary. Breezie positioned herself  leaning over her carefully cleared desk so her rump would be the first thing Manic saw when he came in.


The door to her office swung open and Breezie was delighted by the whistle of appreciation that Manic gave. “Oh Babe, you should have called me in sooner.” Manic said, crossing the floor in seconds, his fingers dancing over the folds of her sex made Breezie coo in agreement. “You need this bad don’t ya?”

“More than you know~” Breezie replied with a moan. “No time to play around, give it to me!” Breezie pleaded as his fingers grew far too close to the additions to her anatomy.


“As my lady wishes…” Manic said, flipping her skirt up over her tail. His cock teased along her entrance for just a second just enough to make her push back against it. Manic was never one to toy for long so the very next instant her coochie was stuffed full of his glorious rod. Manic liked pleasing her too much to hold back so from the word go he was rocking her body against the desk like there was an earthquake. Breezie gasped and moaned really drinking in how much she had needed this as Manic tended to her needs. “SO… just to be crystal clear… you really want me … to knock you up?” Manic got out between grunts of exertion.

“Gaia and Chaos, YES!” Breezie said her voice went a bit louder than intended as she had an orgasm. “Fuck~ fuck Manic give me all you got let’s- OOOH lets have lots of child-Children together~!” Breezie moaned and whimpered out as her lover’s efforts to please her don't slow or falter in the slightest. Breezie was not considering how much more complicated getting pregnant right now would make things. Her only thoughts were about how much she loved Manic. She rocked her hips back against him pushing in time to his rhythm driving his cock deep inside her. 


Manic’s grasp on her shifted grabbing her shoulders he tugged her up tight against her chest no doubt ignoring the quills jabbing him. “Then I'll give you everything you ever wanted.” he declared in a whisper before turning her head just enough to catch her lips. Breezie’s heart fluttered and she felt a warmth that had nothing to do with the fact Manic was pumping her full of cum. The kiss was light and quick but it seemed to last forever.


“Oh Manic, I don't know what I did to deserve you.” Breezie said as she slid off her lover's cock. She was quick to realize that her tapejob had failed resulting in her balls and cock flopping into view. She could only hope that Manic hadn’t seen


“Babe?” Manic said questioningly dashing her hopes upon the floor. “Why do… the transfusion?”

Breezie nodded with shame on her face. Turning to face him Breezie saw his jackets straining as his new breasts grew in. The seafoam colored hedgehog tried, futilely, not to stare as his face took on more feminine qualities like longer eyelashes and fuller lips. His hips shifted as he finally tugged down the zipper to his jacket letting his tits spill into the open air.

“Babe you could’ve just told me…” Manic said as he retrieved a small box from the inner pocket of said jacket, Breezie was more than a little distracted by the jiggling the action created. “I mean it doesn’t change anything I feel about you.” he said, presenting her with a gold ring band bearing a single square cut emerald. “So will you still be mine?”


Breezie felt tears well up in her eyes as she nodded. She embraced Manic, hugging him tightly, their breasts mashing together. “I’m sorry… I got so worried about everything. My life’s a mess and I didn't want to risk losing you!” she confessed. 


Like a dam breaking, all of Breezie’s woes spilled forth as she stood there in Manic’s arms. Her perfect man now a perfect futa as he stroked her head listening to her troubles recounted bit by bit. Manic already was finding solutions to her woes. The town he hailed from was just the right distance away from Casinopolis; the people there could replace the security team and help build the needed housing. Getting the city back up to standard would be good for them as well since it was soon to be connected to the greater parts of the Kingdom of Acorn. A thought that drifted to his mind slowly was that he really wanted to know what his new anatomy felt like in use. As Breezie fell silent in his arms Manic grinned as he knew just what to say to lift her mood.

“So… want to find out how it feels to have your dick ridden?” Manic asked. Breezie blinked and then blushed before nodding shyly. “Take a seat my lady and you’re man will do his best to please.” Breezie obliged, dropping into one of the comfy leather chairs, her cock throbbed to full mast as she got excited. Manic climbed atop her wiggling his swelled bottom against her cock inadvertently. “Now I've never done this myself but I think I know just how to handle you.” Manic said before sliding his rump backwards until his new pussy was resting right atop Breezie’s cock. The sage colored hedgehog grinned, delighting in slowly sinking onto his fiance's cock. Manic in contrast to how fast and rough he used his cock moved tantalizingly slow and smooth as he bounced up and down on her lap. It was the perfect pace for both of them getting used to the feeling of Manic’s hot tight sex squeezing down on her throbbing and spurting rod. The pair enjoyed the intimacy as Breezie and Manic both got more comfortable in their Futa bodies. Breezie began to stroke along the curves of Manics’ body, kissing the pert nipples of his breasts and pinching his bottom. Manic picked up the pace, bouncing faster as he found more and more that he loved the feeling of Breezie’s cock filling him and found the angles that let him really go wild. All  good things come to an end of course and after what seemed like hours of slow tender pleasures Breezie let out a strangled groan as she came. Manic threw back his head groaning in delight at the alien feeling of being filled with cum and felt his first pussy based orgasm as a result. 


The pair sat seated, neither of them eager to end the embrace. Breezie spoke first. 

“So Manic, maybe you want to have the first of our kids?” the mayor asked with a smile.

“Maybe I do.” Manic replied, stroking her face. “Let's get our wedding behind us first.”