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The Mullhollandson Pact	By : ScarletVenus Category: +S through Z > Sonic Views: 24668 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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THE MULLHOLLANDSON PACT
CHAPTER TWO: "SOMETHING WORTH WATCHING"
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Rouge left the Floating Island via hovercraft when its orbit around the planet brought her close to the Great Unknown, the closest the flying land mass would get to Knothole. To avoid Robotnik's patrols, she would park it in a discreet hiding spot and then hoof it all the way to Knothole--a four day journey in the best of conditions.
All the while, she was filled with thoughts and desires, cunningly interwoven in a tapestry of lust and deceit. For all the worry that was piled up around her, she was giddy with anticipation. She knew the Freedom Fighters well enough to know that she could pull this off. It sounded so easy: get the teens interested in physical attraction and then lure them all in to her own personal sex pot from which she could engage in any number of sexual combinations and flavors. It was insidious, but never underestimate the determination of a sexually starved thief.
On her wayward trek, she stewed over Lein-da's suggestion. The roadmap would work: get the boys interested. Then, wrangle the girls into the mix. When both were sufficiently stirred up and horny from her handiwork, throw them together and watch the sweat, fur, and cum fly. It would be like an explosion of sluts and she was the fire that would light the fuse.
For four days, she had her mind on nothing but sluts and nuts, tits and twats, and all the dirty things that normally didn't cross her mind until she was sure she would be leaving for Echidnopolis for her usual tryst with Lein-da and the other fuck buddies on the island.
All too soon, the familiar foliage thatched roofs came into view as the sun set on her fourth day of travel. Knothole was a wonderful home away from home filled with decent, good people she genuinely liked. She just wanted to
At present, she found the village hero and showboat, Sonic the Hedgehog, standing on his usual stump, bragging about the latest mission against Robotnik.
"It was right then I pulled out the ol' Power Ring and blasted off at Warp 9! Ol' Buttnik don't know what hit him!" Sonic said, raking in an armload of cheers from the villagers.
"You didn't mention how I distracted the Swatbots in front of the factory so you could slip in and plant the charges." Knuckles said from nearby, where he was being tended to by Tikal, the Echidna Priestess who was often close to Knuckes and doting on him.
"Or how I cleared his escape route." Shadow added, drawing a chuckle from the crowd.
"I helped, too!" Silver protested.
"We helped." Blaze the Cat added, her arm around Silver's.
"Sure, sure." Sonic said, "It's a team effort, but I...hey, Rouge! Look, everyone, Rouge is back!"
Rouge none-too-sheepishly sauntered her way towards the center of the village where Sonic was on display. The crowd of villagers parted to make way for her and at the end of that pathway of people was the leader of the Freedom Fighters herself: Princess Sally.
Sally was flanked by Bunnie Rabbot and Tails. Near the stump, Rogue could make out Sonic's most adoring fan Amy Rose and her friend Cream the Rabbit and Marine the Racoon. Rouge smiled at them all. It was easy to like these folks. Normally she distrusted everyone and everything she came across, but the Freedom Fighters had heart. And those hearts were strong enough to stand up against the sexual taboos she was trying to coerce them in to.
"What's the word from my neck of the world?" Knuckles asked. He had been staying in Knothole lately to help in the war against Robotnik ever since the Freedom Fighters had helped him vanquish his own enemies and the Chaotix were established protectors of the Floating Island in his absence.
"Peaceful and quiet for the time being." Rouge said, "I brought a few messages from the Chaotix, the Brotherhood, Remington, and your mother." She tossed Knuckles a mini-tablet, which he began rifling through its messages.
Sally moved up to Rouge and said, "It's nice to have you back, Rouge. We have a hell of a time with recon when you're not around."
Rouge smiled slyly, "I do have my ways around, don't I? Now, if you don't mind, it's been a long trip and I could use a hot bath and a warm bed."
"Ugh. Me too." Sonic said, jumping off his stump, "A trip to Robo-town always gives me that extra-special funk I just can't stand."
"We could all use a good wash and a good night's sleep." Sally said, "Everyone hit the showers and off to bed before lights out."
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Due to the limited amount of power they had in Knothole, hot showers were limited to once per night and they were group showers, with everyone huddling in together and taking advantage.
Rouge listened to the idle chatter from the Knothole gossip queens as they discussed this, that, and the other. What she really wanted was a dish of dirty secrets that she could focus on concerning her first targets: The Couples.
The Couples were the main set of boyfriends and girlfriends that comprised the majority of the Knothole dating scene, such as it was. As she watched the naked asses and bouncing tits next to her, she took a stock of the girls she was surrounded by and the best way to handle each one.
Undoubtedly the hardest nut to crack would be Princess Sally. Sally was every bit as conservative and prudish as Rouge was liberal and outgoing. She was raised to be a “proper” lady and had likely been told the age old traditions of waiting for true love or some such nonsense. She had, in the past, turned her nose up to Rouge’s steamier stories of past sexual escapades, but had never really stopped listening. Like a lot of girls, she was curious about herself, but too bashful to ask someone who was experienced. Getting her to engage in physicality alone was going to be hard enough--let alone trying to get her to open up to being with other girls and groups.
Less likely to be trouble was her somewhat-boyfriend, Sonic the Hedgehog. He was big, bold, and loved attention--especially from girls. Getting Sonic the opportunity to dig his fingers into Sally meant she had to work Sally. However, she had to make Sonic open to that kind of physical affection.
The girl who would likely be easiest to cull out of the good girls club would be Bunnie Rabbot. Rouge had Bunnie’s physiology on her side. She was a rabbit, she was made for fucking! All she had to do was get Bunnie to put her fingers into herself and her body would do the rest.
However, Bunnie wasn’t the difficult part of the equation, Antoine was. Antoine was born and raised into an honorable family lineage and that lineage would stop him dead in his tracks from even touching Bunnie until a wedding day. She would have to break down his honor barriers to get at the lover underneath. He was French and if she could get him to open up to it, he would make a sensual, tender lover.
Blaze and Silver would be a definite challenge. Blaze was from a different society and she was eager to open up to her emotions in the past--especially concerning her feelings for boys. At heart, Blaze was boy crazy, but she had a special soft spot in her heart for Silver, her boyfriend.
Silver was naive to a fault--almost moronic, in a lot of ways. He was passive outside of fighting and if Rouge walked up and started tonguing him, he likely wouldn’t question it. But the wrong signal or the wrong notion meant he would get the wrong message and that could potentially be disastrous. She had to be careful with the adorable idiot.
Lastly, she knew she could wrangle Knuckles. He was a red blooded male, lonely--even if he wouldn’t admit it--and very receptive to female attention. If she decided to tell him outright about the Pact, she suspected he would go along with it easily. But as with the others, he was only one half of the equation.
She had to convince Tikal to fuck him. Tikal was a very spiritual young woman, a Priestess of the goddess Aurora, whom--according to scriptures--was chaste and virgin until the day she died. While followers of Aurora were not forbidden from sex, they were considered more holy, more pure if they abstained--even from marriage. However, Tikal’s spiritual side was easily countered by her physical nature.
Like Bunnie, Tikal had a physiological weak spot: she was an echidna. Echidna’s normally didn’t go into a “Heat” once a year, but rather would be struck by what was known as the Soultouch, where their own bodies would recognize their most compatible mate and they would follow that inner-guidance to their life mate. Tikal had been despondent in the past that she had never felt the Soultouch, but her feelings for Knuckles were evident by the constant doting and constantly being around him.
Echidnas were notoriously sexually ambiguous. They were rather secular people, with very few in their society claiming adherence to a religion--Tikal being a bit of an anomaly--as well as a tendency to fuck strictly for pleasure.
As Mina finally left the stall, Rouge found herself alone in the shower, with ten minutes of hot water remaining. She sighed and undressed, feeling Mina’s eyes on her back. The young girl with what was easily the most gorgeous hair in the Great Forest was in her mid-teens, a little young for a full fledged Pact membership, so she didn’t take her into account. She was flat-chested, had few curves. But that hair was the envy of every girl in Knothole.
As the hot water cascaded over Rouge’s naked body, she felt the familiar rush of heat flooding her tingling clit. Gods, already? She hadn’t been here for even a day and already she was fucking horny as hell. Still, given all the thoughts she had been thinking about sex and seduction, it wasn’t hard to guess why she was feeling this way. She wanted her Pact, dammit.
In the meantime, she would just have to make due. Idly, while she was soaped up and lathered, her hand traveled across her firm, mountainous breasts. She had always had nice tits, with pink, puffy nipples on the end that got rock hard when she was horny. Right now, they could have cut glass.
“She is fucking hot!”
The sound of a muffle voice caught her attention. Rouge’s eyes opened just as she felt a cool breeze cross her knees. She took a few steps back until she was under the shower and looked around. Another vague, hard-to-make out noise caught her ear and her eyes traveled downward, just barely making out the hole hidden in the wall beside one of the pipes or how the light behind it suddenly vanished--probably because whoever was on the other side didn’t want to get caught and put their hand over the hole. Sure enough, with no light, the hole was practically invisible.
Rouge was a bat and she had hearing better than Bunnie. She knew the boys shower was on the other side of the wall, but knowing that they had fixed a hole into the wall that could be covered and uncovered.
But the hole did something else. It allowed her keen hearing to pick up the minute whispers on the other side. And someone on the other side had said she was “fucking hot!”
So then, the boys were watching, were they? Rouge smiled. Then she would give them something worth watching.
Her hands squeezed her tits, pulling on the nipples softly. She tilted them up and put one in her mouth, suckling on her big tits one after the other. She loved her tits and loved it when men paid attention to them. Her nipples were extremely sensitive. She squeezed them, brought them together, and she was rewarded for her efforts.
“Look at this, she’s suckin’ on her tits!”
Oh, you poor sex starved boys, Rouge mused. This was perfect! She could get their motors revved up without engaging them directly. Oh, and now she had who knew how many boys ogling her through the peephole.
“Move over, I wanna see!”
See this, she thought as her hand went down and her fingers deftly split her lips apart. Moaning softly, she opened up her pink lips, spreading her pussy bare. She was as proud of her pussy as she was her tits. Despite it’s “experience” she maintained a thin slit that was slightly pink at the outside of the lips and a small, well groomed tuft of white fur just above it. She was one of the few Mobians who could pull off a bush and had no fur down there.
The excited hissing whispers were too fast to hear, plus the shuffling she hear probably meant they were fighting to get a glimpse. She gave them more than that. She twisted and fondled her sweet clit in between her fingers as she slid her hand up and down. Between that, the cascading hot water, and the excitement of giving the boys a helluva show, she was hornier than ever. Her body flushed, her cheeks burned red.
Rouge toyed with her twat, knowing which buttons she could push to give them a show. She was wet, she was horny, she was ready. She had half a mind to just rush into the boys shower and let them have their way, but the anticipation would be worth the wait. She couldn’t wait, she had to have something.
“SHIT!” She didn’t need her exceptional hearing to hear that as she sank a finger into her pussy. This time, she moaned out loud. “Oooh! Fuck, that’s good.” Sure, why not give the boys a little something to hear in their minds when they wanked off tonight? Ha! As if they could even make it out of the shower without blasting their wads all over the shower stalls.
She moaned louder, “Oh yeah, that’s good. I’m sooo horny! Nngh!” She pressed a second finger into her drenched love hole. She had stepped out of the shower itself and was dripping, glistening and wet. She pumped her pussy with her fingers, fucking herself with expert ease. She had done this more times than she could count. It didn’t take her long. When she was this horny and worked herself hard, she could cum in minutes.
“Oh my god!” Rouge cried. “Oh shit!”
She turned around slowly, bending over as she worked a third finger into herself. She heard another gasp from the hole.
“The ass on her! Shit!”
She was enjoying herself more than the boys. Oh, this was too much. She was driven to the peak of her horniness, her fingers were expert lovers than knew her better than anyone. She gritted her teeth together, her fingers baring down on her clit as they slid in and out of her pussy. Rouge the Bat finger-fucked herself to a sloppy orgasm.
“OH FUCK, I’M CUMMING!” She cried.
She came hard, her hands flying over her clit frantically as she gushed a jet of hot girlcum out into the air. It splashed against the wall, running down over the peephole. Rouge’s knees shook as she came, each stroke against her clit making her whole body convulse. Her wetness dripped down her thighs in thick strands and her fingers fought to continue their pleasure, drawing out as much as they could from her orgasm.
It wasn’t bad, but it could have been better. The best orgasms were when she came with a cock deep fucking her hard. Oh to have that now.
"Rouge!"
Rouge snapped up, her state of climax disrupted by the sudden shrill, voice-cracking shriek of an offended Princess Sally, who stood at the shadowy doorway of the entrance to the shower, her flushed face a mixture of shock, outrage, and uncertain confusion.
"S-Sally!" Rouge straightened up, her legs still wobbly from her climax, making her gait a tad uneven, "I'm so sorry, I didn't know you were there!"
"Rouge, have you no shame?!" Sally cried, approaching her with arms flung out wide, "What are you doing masturbating in the shower?" She hissed the word 'masturbating' in a harsh whisper, as if saying it too loudly would summon a creature that would swoop down on them. She was very visibly agitated and disturbed by what she had seen, and why wouldn't she be? She had probably never played with herself, much less seen another girl finger herself to a shrieking orgasm before.
However, even a situation as awkward as this could be salvaged. Rouge's mind worked quickly. She shook off the effects of her climax and sighed, approaching Sally, "I apologize, Princess. I thought I was alone in here."
"Rouge, that kind of sexual behavior isn't acceptable in a public place like this. It's very unseemly."
Stop being so uptight, you prude, Rouge thought, but kept it to herself. Oh how she wished she could just pin Sally to the ground and sink her tongue up into the Princess's cunt, but that would probably just make her too mad to enjoy it.
Rouge held up her hands, "Listen, Princess, I'm sorry, but I just needed someplace relatively private and I thought there was no one in here. I'm an active girl, yes, I know, but I can't really do this in my bunk because I share a room with Marine when I'm here and...well, you saw for yourself that I make a little noise when I climax."
Sally simply stood with her arms and face crossed, but the burning blush on her cheeks told Rouge a lot. Rouge narrowed her eyes, "So...exactly how long were you standing there and watching me, anyway?"
Sally gasped, but doubled-down on her cross face, "T-that, er...well, long enough! Okay, fair enough, but at least lock the door in here."
Rouge waved her hand, playing off the whole situation as a gag, "Of course, Princess. I hope you can forgive me for this, I really didn't mean to offend. It's just...I'm a very lonely girl and, well, I don't have a boyfriend like you do to tickle my fancy, if you get what I'm saying."
Rouge was looking for a reaction to that statement, to see if she could gage where Sally and Sonic were at in terms of relationship. Sally, for her part, didn't seem terribly upset by the implication, but she said, "Sonic isn't one to put fingers in places like that."
Rouge said to her with a sly look, "Don't knock it till ya tried it, Princess. You're lucky. Your boyfriend is the hero of the Freedom Fighters. Any girl would be lucky to have him on their arm."
Sally's eyes turned down in a flash of anger, "What's that supposed to mean?"
"Only that if you don't take care of your man, he might...look elsewhere for the kind of attention that a young man needs."
"Are you trying to make a move on Sonic?" Sally said.
"Me? No ma'am." Rouge shook her head and hands, "But just because I'm not doesn't mean someone else wouldn't try to take advantage. Sonic, Antoine, Knuckles, Silver...they're all red blooded males and they have needs. Simple, primal sexual needs, but needs nonetheless. And when those needs aren't met, it tends to hurt a guy's pride. I'm just saying, it wouldn't hurt to make sure Sonic's tension level is eased the night before a mission, if you catch my drift. And you should do it too."
"Do what?" Sally asked.
Rouge smiled, waggling her middle finger, "Give yourself a quick finger when you lay down at night. You'd be surprised at how much easier you sleep when you release that tension. And honey, you look tense as hell these days." Rouge put her hands on Sally's shoulders and worked them a little. Sally eyeballed the hand that Rouge had put inside her, thinking she outta wash her shoulder as soon as possible.
Rouge had to keep herself from grinning. She could hear the boys on the other side of the hole talking.
"What're they doing?"
"They're just talking. Wait, I think Rouge's gonna kiss her!"
"Lemmie see! Move! Dammit, they're not doing anything."
"Can I at least see her ass one last time? The water's cold and so am I."
Sally, for her part, didn't respond to Rouge's insinuation that she finger herself before bed. She did, however, sigh deeply and take the part of the staunch, responsible leader, "I suppose its better if you do it here and not in Marine's bunk where she can hear you."
"Thanks." Rouge said, "Because I really don't feel like hoofing it out into the Great Forest past your patrols just so I can get my evening respite."
"You're a disturbed woman, Rouge." Sally said.
Rouge shook her head, leaning close to Sally, "No, Sally, I'm not. I'm a woman. I have needs and urges. I'm just comfortable with myself and you would be comfortable with it, too, if you'd learn to relax and try it, not just condemn outright something you don't understand. It's that what makes people fear something unreasonably?"
Sally's eyes traveled to the side, a sure sign that she knew Rouge was right. "I have better things to do than piddle myself, Rouge."
"Translation: you're too busy being a leader to the Freedom Fighters to acknowledge your own sexuality." Rouge smiled and gave Sally a hug, "It's okay. We all love you for it. But don't deny yourself what little pleasure we have in this age of war. It's hard enough without having a little bit fun. You're a beautiful young woman, Sally. Don't turn into a chaste old hag, alright?"
Sally blushed even harder, her eyes widening. Beautiful was not a word she associated with herself. She had always thought of herself as lanky and awkward--with her most defining feature being that she had nice long legs and well defined thighs. Not exactly the perfect picture of a storybook princess.
Rouge decided that she had hit a high note and decided to leave on that, letting Sally mull her compliment over as she dressed herself quickly and left. Sally was left in the shower by herself, looking around in uncertainty. She was not sure what had just passed between her and Rouge, but she knew something was different.
Sally left and returned to her own hut. She, thankfully, had her own bed in her own hut and she valued her privacy. Thoughts of Rouge's naked form convulsing, crying out with her fingers buried deep inside her were running through her mind's eye unhinged.
Rouge's words had a profound effect on Sally as she laid down. In the dark of her hut, Rouge's words kept echoing in her mind.
"You're a beautiful young woman. Beautiful young woman. Beautiful."
Not even Sonic would tell her to her face she was beautiful. Either because he was just a hard headed boy or because he didn't know how, but for Rouge to be so open with her like that made Sally wonder. Was Rouge hitting on her? She knew Rouge would sleep with other girls on occasion or at least share her bed with a girl and another guy. Whereas before she had thought of Rouge as a bit of a hussy--okay, she thought Rouge was a shameless slut--now she was thinking that maybe Rouge was at least being honest with her.
And to feel her touch her, to feel her hug against her with her massive breasts smashed against her made Sally feel ten kinds of uneasy and unusual. All the thoughts all at once were just too much and Sally found herself unable to sleep, tossing and turning until she rolled onto her back and opened her eyes.
What was it Rouge had said about easing her tension? Well...maybe just to try it out.
Sally's hands reached down and felt the thin slit of her sex softly. She had never done this before. In fact, she wasn't sure what she was supposed to do? She immediately plunged her finger cautiously into her hole, but it was rough and not pleasant at all. After a moment, she stopped, sighing. She was doing something wrong.
Her eyes glanced over at her nightstand and she picked up Nicole, her personal AI, and flicked her open. "Nicole."
"Yes, Sally?"
"Nicole..." Sally blushed, not sure how to proceed. She had seen Nicole's videos on Mobian sexual nature and had watched the ones on male changes as well. But she considered Nicole a friend, not a tool, and who else to ask such things than a trusted friend? Nicole wouldn't squeal on her or spread gossip. She was safe.
"Nicole...access Mobian physiology files."
"Which area?"
"Sexuality."
"Shall I use my holographic interface?"
"Please."
Immediately, a shimmering hologram of a tan lynx with black fur materialized in front of Sally. She smiled in a way most friendly and said, "I am ready when you are."
"Alright, but you'll need to lose the dress." Sally said.
Nicole shimmered again and her purple dress was gone, replaced by her naked form and this included a fully detailed vagina. It seemed an odd thing to program to an AI such as Nicole, but the computer was a teaching unit and her files on Mobian sexuality were extensive, Sally had learned. VERY extensive.
"Nicole, I need a demonstration of...how to...how to self-pleasure."
Nicole's form laid down across from Sally on the bed and spread her legs, exposing her virtual pussy to the Princess. Sally felt a strange shudder travel up her spine.
"Self-pleasure--officially known as masturbation--is the practice of stimulating one's genitals to achieve a sexual climax, or an orgasm. This can be done by either a male or female."
"How does a female do it?"
Nicole spread her legs wide, one hand prying her pussy lips apart. Sally mimiced her, spreading her own slit apart and letting her small pink clit out into the open. She never looked at it or gave it much thought. Now though...
"Females participate in masturbation by stimulating the clitoris with hands, fingers, or toys."
Toys? Sally would have to remember to look into that.
Nicole's hand slid into her virtual clit and stroked it lightly, flicking the nub at the top gently. Sally did the same and began to feel shivers across her nerves and goosebumps raise on her arms. For a few minutes, she simply mimed Nicole and began to wonder what the fuss was about.
"I'm not doing something right." She thought to herself. She closed her eyes and thought back to how Rouge was doing it and suddenly her lady parts began to tingle. She pictured Rouge, bent over at the waist, legs spread wide, her exceptional breasts swaying back and forth, her mouth open in ecstasy, fingers plunging the depths of her love canal until she squirted her joy.
Suddenly, Sally found the missing piece of the puzzle. Her cunny tingled like never before and her hand's pace quickened. A sudden feeling of wetness spread to her privates as her hand felt a slickness that wasn't there before and that slickness only made the desire burning in her loins rise. Her pussy as hot now, getting hotter by the second. Before she knew what was happening, Sally's legs were lifting her ass off the bed, her fingers dancing, racing, wildly through her clit, across her cunt.
"Oohm. Ah." A moan and a short gasp echoed in the room and it took Sally a second to realize it had escaped her own lips. She increased her pace, sliding her fingers through her sloppy wet pussy until her gasps were regular, moving in time with her bucking hips.
She knew now she was where Rouge was in the shower. She hadn't just stumbled in on Rouge, she had been there the whole time, having stayed in the shadows when she should have left. She had been horrified at Rouge's actions, but could not look away, fighting an internal battle between her shock at stopping such lewd behavior and seeing the curious sexual display through to its end. When Rouge had cried out during her climax, something in Sally snapped and when she stepped forward her pride and prudish nature would not allow her to give in the the true urge that had coursed through her body. No, she immediately went to scolding, as was her nature.
She hadn't wanted to scold her. Just like she hadn't wanted to release her when they hugged.
"Nicole!" Sally gasped. "It feels so good!"
"May I suggest penetrating your vagina with your fingers?" Nicole echoed.
Sally's finger slipped down her wet folds and towards her sweet entrance, where she paused for only a fraction of time and the pressed it forward into herself. The intensity of pleasure that shot through her body lit her every nerve on fire and a rush of extraordinary eroticism made a short gush of love fluids spurt out of her.
"OH GODDESS!"
Sally's fingers worked her slit and dove into her hot hole. The gush made her pussy even wetter and slicker. The rush was too much and the sensations overwhelming. Sally's fingers lunged a final time, hard, and her legs lifted her back end high into the air on her tip-toes as Sally, Princess of Mobius, heir to the Acorn throne, screamed as her first orgasm turned her entire body rigid.
"AAAAAGH! OH FFF--AAAH!"
A jet of slick cum spurt out, shooting into the face of Nicole's holographic form. Nicole watched passively, watching with curiosity as her friend Sally lost control over her mental faculties as her orgasm continued.
Sally finally fell back against the bed, gasping for air, staring wide-eyed up at the ceiling as her orgasm subsided. She pulled her hand out, noting how wet it was, seeing her dripping juices on her hand. No wonder Rouge did this.
But, all too soon, her royal nature returned to her and she felt embarrassed and ashamed of what she had done. This wasn't how a princess conducted herself. Still, she had to admit, she felt MUCH better. Relaxed, even serene.
Sally looked up at Nicole, who only watched her with a quiet nature, "Thank you, Nicole."
"Can I help you with anything else, Sally?"
Sally's mind wandered for a minute, "Nicole. What kind of sexual techniques can a woman can perform on a man?"
"I have four major entries for female-on-male sexual activity: masturbation of the male by the female, oral sex, vaginal sex, and anal sex."
"Anal?" Sally sneered, "Ew. Okay...Nicole...show me a depiction of oral sex and how to perform it."
As Nicole displayed a white-washed depiction of a female engorging herself on a dick, Rouge tip-toed away from Sally's window where she had been listening intently. She drew a small pad of paper out of her pocket. She had a list of names on it under the phrase: "Pact"
Princess Sally
Sonic the Hedgehog
Bunnie Rabbot
Antoine D'Collette
Blaze the Cat
Silver the Hedgehog
Knuckles the Echidna
Priestess Tikal
Rouge drew a line through Sally's name and gave a short fist pump and then dashed off into the night. She had lit the fire in Sally. Next, she had to make Sonic receptive to Sally's advances.
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