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"You know I'm a thief, right?"

"Of course, silly." Gosh that sounded so girly, yet it felt so right.

"Well back then... I was just... Rogue. Rogue the Bat. A normal, everyday, bat burglar... which is when Robotnik caught me, and he made me what I am today. A couple years ago, I had read about this glowing gem known as a Chaos Emerald and how it could possibly give you unlimited power if you collected all of them. I had gotten some information of one owned by this crazy scientist guy, and thought the idea of sneaking into his lab would be easy pickings." A single finger of hers swirled the bed. "Boy, was I wrong..."

Rogue's legs were spread eagle, held out by two that had the unfulfilling duty of holding him in place, as some of the tentacles now began to whip him furiously, his dark yellow buttocks turning a sharp red, with one jammed deep past his gullet, beyond the point of choking, his eyes having hit the top of his head, mind broken from the pain.

Now one under specific control, an avatar of the mad doctor, began pushing its way past his virgin hole. "I commend you for getting as far as you did, but you've made a terrible mistake." Robotnik turned up the dial, making it violently burst past his barrier, as the tentacle now spiraled and curled in the reluctant guests insides. "I've been saving this for a certain blue nuisance in my life, but you will make for a valuable case study."

"You're a sissy like me?" Sonic asked, her eyes wide and confused. Sonic tried to picture Rogue as this slim and agile male mobian, but it was impossible with the Rouge of the now sitting right in front of her.

"... not exactly." It was the first time Sonic heard her with her guard down, not trying to be the seductress or her slave master. Sonic thought it was nice to finally really talk with Rouge without an underlying bit of business to it.

"Then what are you?" Sonic wasn't trying to be mean, but what else could she be?

Rouge crossed her leg, hands wrapped around her knee. "There are a lot of terms for it, but the most honest one and the one I prefer is shemale."

"She... male." Sonic repeated the word to herself again. Sonic had seen that word during those videos, but wasn't sure what it meant. "What's the difference?"

"Well, it comes down to personal preference. I want to be this way... most days. What about you?" Rouge rested her hand on Sonics. "Do you want to be this way? Or is it still something you feel was forced on you?"

"While I never would have wanted this before, it brought out who I really am, and..." Her brain ceased. "Yes, it was forced on me, but at the same time, this is who I think I'm meant to be, and while it wasn't something I wanted at first, I..." Sonic sputtered, going in circles, almost coming to tears, unsure of herself now. "Oh Rouge, do you ever have doubts about yourself like this? Is that what makes you a shemale?"

Rouge seemed to understand. "There was a small part of me that wanted to go back to the way I was... but I realised that'd be impossible after all of the experimentations and surgeries. So I stayed as Robotnik's assistant and occasional lover... that is, until he set his sights on you. He became obsessed with wanting to capture you after seeing my results."

'And I thought I was the only girl in his life', Sonic thought to herself, but she could only get so grumpy about what he did, considering what she had just done with Tails. "So this isn't your fault?"

She laughed a little. "Actually, I wanted to leave him after he told me what he wanted to do with you."

"So why didn't you?"

"I did. I did try..."

He came hard, gripping the back of her white furred head as he unloaded into her awaiting mouth. He felt satisfied; after weeks of dating, she finally was gonna give up the goods. He looked down into her green eyes, her lids shaded with light blue, a sheen of spit on her lips. "That was amazing."

Rouge then undid her heart and revealed her true self, as words of violent bile followed.

Shadow jumped in fright. "You... what... how could you do this to me!? Get away from me or I'll break your face in!"

"And Knuckles did the same thing, and I swore he'd be the one after Shadow... If I can't be with a man that wants me, I'll be subservient to the one that made me this way." Rouge wiped the corner of her eye quickly, no big theatrics to it, as she seemed mostly over it, but the experience still clearly smarted. Rouge wagged her head. "I didn't want to sissify you Sonic, but if anybody was going to put you through it... why not the poster girl?" She shrugged.

Rouge expected Sonic to say something. To say anything. Instead, she heard a sniffle, and she turned to see a glassy eyed Sonic. "I'm so sorry that happened to you."

"I'm over it, really." Rouge reached out a hand to her friend, hoping to alleviate her notions of pity.

But like a well planned attack, Sonic lunged into Rouge -- their lips meeting. Rouge recoiled weakly from her kiss. "Sonic, what are you... I prefer guys now."

"So do I... thanks to you." Sonic pressed to Rouge again, who finally seemed to accept her advances as they fell, their tongues intertwining. Sonic was eager, but Rouge was just going with the flow.

When Sonic moved her face back, Rouge laid there staring up to Sonic, a little shook about it, but not grossed out. "What brought this on?"

"I just wanted to thank you. You've gone through so much, trailblazing the path I would follow. You're so strong and sexy, you don't even know it." Sonic brushed her face. "I can't imagine why Knuckles or Shadow would turn you down - how small were they really that they'd freak out over what you had?"

Rouge became quiet as she pushed Sonic away, standing up from the bed. Rouge pressed her hands into her breast plate, causing it to come loose. She then began to strip down from her skin tight outfit, as Sonic watched, though not intently like she would have as her old self.

As the catsuit fell around her heels, Sonic now stared at an empty looking crevice. "I thought you said you were... you had a..."

"Hold on..." She reached into a creased looking bit of skin, her hips spreading, and out it came.

If Sonic had been sitting a little closer to the reveal, she might have gotten a black eye. Rouge's white as snow skinned cock hung loose and long, nearly down to her knee; her foreskin like a hanging piece of melted vanilla chocolate just waiting for her to suck on it.

Rouge looked so uncomfortable and so ashamed of it, while Sonic's mouth held agape, trying to size it up for entry.

"You mean you could have been using this thing on me the whole time?" Sonic seemed offended - while plastic had its uses, this long piece of meat would have felt amazing.

Rouge winced. "Sonic, I don't like using it that way."

"Okay, okay..." It was probably better she imagined men in VR than seeing Rouge. Her breasts were huge and shapely with pink areolas to boot - they were always so juicy and impressive looking - a hidden jealousy building in the pit of her stomach, as they led down to perfectly formed golden colored abs, something Sonic wasn't the least bit envious to have, preferring to have that little bit of undefined belly, imagining something growing inside of it someday...

Still though, it didn't stop her from lamenting what could have been, but looking at the rest of Rouge, she was right, but just because she wasn't attracted to Rouge didn't mean she didn't want to do this. She had an ulterior motive, as this wasn't purely out of a want for Rouge. For her, this was her last chance to be with a woman before she surrendered herself over fully to the opposite sex, and after she tried it, she'd only be into men from then on - and there was only one man left in these headquarters...

Sonic tried to measure its sheer depth with her fingers, tracing her bumpy veins. "You're quite big for a girl."

"And you were quite small for a boy." Rouge threw back, Sonic happy to see some of that trademark snark from her again after her traumatic history.

Sonics tongue darted around her lips.

"Uhm... if you wouldn't mind... could I... may I...?"

Rouge took Sonic by the head, and forced her face into it. Sonic wriggled against the moon colored tube steak, liking the feel of its weight against her pointed nose, before glomming onto it - wrapping both hands around the length, she looked like a chipmunk trying to eat a banana. It wasn't a girlish clitty like the one she had... it was a monster.

Her starkly white and clean colored python tasted sweaty, possibly from being tucked up inside her all day, the skin tight outfit she wore not allowing her body to breathe, but Sonic liked the taste. In fact, it was hard for her to imagine a cock she couldn't like.

Sonic reached down, jiggling her little cage, hoping Rouge liked the feeling as much as she liked sucking on it. "Oh right, this stupid thing." Rouge input the code and undid Sonic's cage before tossing it, which kind of caught Sonic off guard as she stopped sucking to look between her legs for a moment. Seeing and feeling that unbinding down there used to be so freeing, but her blue noodle wasn't the least bit excited.

They climbed into bed together, both on their sides as they held onto one anothers legs for support. Sonic was unable to fully grasp her hands around those dark yellow furred, thick thighs of Rouge, but did so anyway, her maw unhinging, those large and smooth skinned eggs off in the distance as she deepthroated down as far as she could. Rouge was on autopilot, Sonic's growth offering no challenge. As the blowing continued on, both of their faces began smearing makeup to one degree or another, Sonic looking like she was just out in the rain with her eye shadow running or Rouge leaving trails of pink on the little blue shaft.

Rouge and Sonic both came. Sonic's cheeked puffed out with Rouge cum, and Sonic savored every bit of the salty exchange they had together, gulping it down, while Rouge watered it out like foam out the side of her mouth, before she silently spit out the rest.

They now laid together, shoulder to shoulder.

"Rouge, if you never had those surgeries performed on you, would you go back to the way you were?"

"Maybe there's still a part of me that wants to go back to my old self -- but it's a really tiny, really quiet, part of me."

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Robotnik was sweating. Sweating more than usual - and he wasn't sick. Not even after he vomited, he still knew he wasn't sick. Who doesn't have the jitters when you're about to marry someone you've never met? Or that you had met them, and hated them, but they were an entirely different person now than they used to be... he was unsure if that residual disgust or hate would surface if they saw eachother.

There was a call from the vidcom.

He adjusted his glasses before picking himself from near the toilet as he made his way to the wall it was attached to. Rouge appeared through a lime-green filter. "She's on her way, doctor."

"Yes... of course..." She had alerted him earlier that Sonic was ready, causing that little episode. "Is she in the... white... dress?" His voice grew more quiet with each word, as if a little bashful to say it.

"I helped her pick it out."

His voice raised an octave. "Oh yes! Yes!" He cleared his throat. "I mean... good, yes."

Before Rouge turned it off, she offered up some advice. "Oh, and if you don't mind my saying: Run a damp wash cloth over your face before she gets there."

He gave a respectful nod. "Thank you, Rouge."

He'd get his snappiest red and gold jacket, sucking in his gut as he buckled it on. This was a big day for him. Having Sonic at his side represented more than just the ultimate humiliation of his nemesis or that nobody could ever oppose his empire ever again...

It meant that he wouldn't be alone anymore.

He paced his quarters as minutes felt like hours, thinking of what to say, or how to say it. Or what they'd do.

Or how they'd do it.

The door vacuumed up, and his fists tightened looking at the empty doorway, unsure if he was ready, before she stepped in, wearing a white dress and veil. It wasn't hanging low to the ground and dragging behind her like is expected of brides: It was basically a fancy skirt, her dainty blue legs looking long in those black heels, a slutty excuse to wear something, the veil doing more to cover Sonic than the fluffy accentuations on her hips did. Silver stars hung from her ears, and a pink collar leashed tightly to her throat, doing its best to obscure her apple.

Robotnik began circling her, eying her up and down. Could it be true? Robotnik had often times had victory within reach so often, yet it was always so far, only for it to be snatched away at the last second. Robotnik was still suspicious, expecting to be hoodwinked at a moments notice. Would Sonic have convinced Rouge to help her in some way? She always had a bit of a compassion streak for her kind.

Sonic stood perfectly still, letting Robotnik judge her, her fingers interlocked around a bouquet in front of her stomach.

"I like your long quilled hair... there's no denying its feminine framing on you."

"Thank you, doctor."

"Not to mention your plump posterior - your rump gives Rouge a run for her money."

"Thank you, doctor."

But as he lowered down to face her, raising her veil, she blinked her eyes and flinched a little.

"What's the matter, my dear?" Robotnik took hold of her anxious shoulder, feeling the tension in the room melt as he rubbed her down with both his thumbs, the dress beginning to slip inch by inch as well. He got into her ear. "Now down, on all fours. Like Rouge taught you." She did as commanded, letting the flowers fall with a rustle, now looking like a prowling cat as she retracted her body, making the profile of her ass seem bigger. "Yeeeeees." Pulling off the lacey panties she wore, Sonic squealed in a way that replicated the way Amy did in that video.

If there was any question about the true identity of Sonic, it could be found here. Robotnik took a handful of the device, giving it a jingle. Just the way it hid any male ego Sonic could possibly have drove Robotnik on. He then began typing in the code.

Sonic's inner voice yelled out an exclamation. "Actually, Robotnik, could you... leave it on?"

"Why my dear? I have something much more... extravagant, to replace it with." Out of his pocket he retrieved a wooden box, and he popped it open, displaying it like a clamshell.

Inside was a golden and diamond encrusted chastity cage of a classic design. Sonic's eyes beamed like the sparkling jewels, and was left speechless, emitting a high pitched squeak. He took it out. As Robotnik locked her in, and hearing that key turn to shut her in, possibly forever, Sonic sucked on her lower teeth with lowered eyelids, a look of utter contentment, and if she could get hard, she would.

"Now for this..." Robotnik teased with a light pull on the stopgap contained within her ass... her pussy...

Sonic took large helping of her fat ass cheeks, squeezing and warping them while spreading herself open, her ring expanding and the egg shaped plug falling with ease and a dull thump from her orifice as he watched on, a bit relieved to have it out, and it wasn't long until Robotnik's hands rested now on her blue globes, applying a stronger pressure than she did, rubbing them vigorously, as if testing for the elasticity and admiring how clean and pristine it was.

Robotnik was sensitive to smells and the only thing he could detect was an absence of them. "You've been taught well."

Sonic sideglanced Robotnik over her shoulder, fangs exposed. "She taught me maaaaaany~ things." He admired the asspussy Rouge had helped form, her pink gape surrounded in an ocean of blue, widening and retracting as if breathing for air.

He couldn't stop himself.

He had quite the tongue, and he used it to good effect; his stache tickling her. Hoping to gain more of that feeling of that slimy slug plummeting into her depths, maybe hoping to get fucked by his red nose, she helped the doctor spread herself. "Ooooh ho ho!~ Doctor, I love the way you eat my pussy!" She wanted to reach back and force him all the way in, but knew that was uncalled for. He'd have her chocolate cake and eat it too, cooing with each passing slurp of his tongue.

Robotnik readjusted his glasses and wiped his face.

There was only one thing left to do now as he stood up, now squatting behind her. As he walloped the left and right cheek with his prick, his tip pressed to her entrance. Sonic only wiggled her hips in anticipation.

As she felt it begin to slide in, she counted the inches. The cock was large... maybe not as big as one of those mega dildos Rouge trained her on, but the warm feeling of it inside her made her happy, as opposed to that soulless toy that offered her only one sided pleasure. Robotnik offered more than just that: it was the lust of a man who needed her - a touch she had been craving ever since she ascended, and now she was getting to experience it, and it was everything she wanted and more.

Robotnik held the base of her ass crack, as he began to fuck her in earnest. He had been abstaining from Rouge, waiting for this day, but now he wasn't sure how long he was gonna last. He pumped her a few more times before he shoved it as deep as it could go as he unleashed deep down her hole.

A little out of breath, Robotnik rolled with her, picking her up like she weighed nothing. "OH! Robotnik, you animal~" Sonic commented in surprise, running her hands up and down his barrel like body.

Her busty tits gyrated as she bounced her ass onto his lap, the feeling of his inches hitting that inner button Rouge had told her about, inspiring her hips to grind down faster and faster and offer up girlish moans each time their sweaty bodies slapped together, connecting as one, his motions rocking into her at a slower pace, coming to a stop. "See me Sonic, as I've always wanted to be seen by you..." His fingers quaked as he reached up, before exposing his evil red eyes surrounded by pitch black. There was no disgust or hate, as Sonic reached down, caressing the face of the man that had caused her so much strife, as she examined his flesh hued face and his bald head covered in a spritz of perspiration. "Tell me... you'll be mine."

'NO. DON'T SAY IT. YOU CAN'T SAY IT. NOT TO HIM!' A familiar voice screeched up from a part of her she thought long buried, like a mixture of a gut feeling and intuition. 'IF YOU DO THIS, YOU CAN NEVER GO BACK! SAY ANYTHING BUT THAT! PLEASE!'

"I am yours, my love~"

In an instant, the old image of Sonic fractured and broke into a million pieces, scattering to the winds. Only Sonic remained now, relaxing in the arms of her beloved Robotnik, who creampied her for a second time that day - two of only many more to come.

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Stumbling to his feet, the echidna looked from his glass tube prison over to the pod nearest him, seeing Shadow out cold. He knocked, then banged; yet it was never powerful enough to wake him up nor shatter his container. Knuckles nearly freaked out at having to deal with this by himself, but then Shadow got up. Knuckles then thought maybe they could work together to get out of the situation.

Before they could pantomime a plan, light propped in, and what they saw left them utterly flabberghasted at the sight before them:

What looked to be Sonics sister, stood in an expensive looking red and gold button up jacket with the symbol of the Robotnik occupation in an armband on her official looking uniform, a clipboard resting along her arm and breast, looking upon her test subjects. She completed the look with a tied scarf around her neck that she stuck down into her collar, as well as a pillbox hat with a sewn in fold at the front and back like an air hostess might wear.

Usually the things she did for the Robotnik empire were ordered from the big man himself; her husband.

Not this time.

This was for a friend.

Sonic took out her pen, and began jotting down the results as she watched the tentacles start to emerge; enjoying their combined pained screams that eventually morphed into reluctant groans coming down from the intercom.

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There was a knock on a workshop door.

When Tails opened it, he found Rouge on the other side.

Rouge stood there, not the least bit happy, but trying her best to look it, offering up a meek wave, as she hoped Tails would understand that what she did to Sonic wasn't done out of malice.

Tails mean mugged her for awhile, his fingers tapping, before he eventually stepped aside to let her in.
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