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Sonic the Sissyhog	By : TimedWatcher Category: +S through Z > Sonic Views: 9624 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sonic walked down a walkway outside a Hollywood premier in one of her snappiest red dresses with a boa of fur that wrapped around her neck and went down her shoulders, the sound of camera shutters going off as she did, their lights nearly blinding her while coming out of the dark theater.
"MISS HEDGEHOG! MISS HEDGEHOG! THIS WAY"
*flash*
"IS IT TRUE WHAT THEY'RE SAYING ABOUT YOU AND REX BANNER?"
*flash*
Sonic still had fantasies of being the Marilyn Monroe of hedgehogs
Instead, she was sucking a strangers dick at a gas station in his truck cab.
She was going through the motions, just wanting to get to the destination rather than taking him on a journey - maybe that made her bad at her job, but she considered it more of a professional courtesy thing, as his dick wouldn't be as sore and he could do more with her if he wanted... for a price. Sonic was pushed up by him suddenly, her face inches from the jerking fist. "Gonna cum, gonna cum bitch." The pudgy man repeated over and over again, as she anticipated the slime. She wanted to just rush down and swallow it all to make it a cleaner exchange, as well as satisfying her own love of male spunk, but she knew this trucker could only really get himself off with his own hand.
The smelly discharge hit her nostrils at the same time it hit inside her cheek, as some of it landed on her chin and nose. Sonic urped and nearly burped, almost nauseous enough to vomit up the cum she had swallowed all day.
Sonic hated to say it, but she had tasted enough semen for today.
Getting up from the bed, the human man looked like he was about to fall over while rigging up his pants, before sitting up front, starting up the vehicle, while Sonic dolloped her face with dabs from a wetnap she always kept in her purse, before joining him. The trucker got cold to her, acting as if she weren't even there, but he still fulfilled his end of the bargain, dropping her off a block from her apartment. Sonic felt particularly whorey standing there, watching the truck drive off with her hand on her pointed out hip. Sonic pushed parts of her face around, her plushy red dick sucker lips felt particularly big, sensitive from all the attention today.
Snapping up her neon pink spaghetti holed thigh highs further up, she made her way home, as her right hand held the skinny strap of her heart shaped purse - she even waved it about as she walked home, like she were skipping along, maybe inviting a stranger to try and rob her and maybe do more to her...
"Oh please Mr. Criminal, I'll do ANYTHING to stop you from hurting me!" Sonic bends over, lifting up part of her already scantily clad dress, wagging her blue little tail along with her ass. "Anything~..."
She was back at her apartment, her ass sore as could be from another on-site call she had. The truck suck-job was just a way for her to get a break in between that one and another she had coming up tomorrow - another guy who loved his ass ramming. Sonic poked at her blue little dicklet, thinking 'no fun for you, little guy.' She thought of just going to sleep, but her nose candy was keeping her wired enough to not crash. Reruns of her favorite show would have to do until all that garbage left her system.
His stance commanded power and attention, without even saying a word. "Detective Walton." Rugged faced, blue eyed, with a platinum haired crewcut, his trenchcoat with a brown lacquer sheen - he was an attractive specimen, even with his bulbous red wine nose. The kind she'd let ride free - if she hadn't already been fucked in the butt pretty hard today. If he got hold of her, her knees would be shaky for another reason. He flashed his badge. "You need to invest in a better lock." He stuffed it back into his coat, revealing the leather holster held to his frame in a way that showed off the muscle in his right pectoral. "Let me paint the scene for you: Late one night, I get a call from some parents, crying and screaming to me about their son - the boy had just started going to college and he got raped. His description? A blue hedgehog." The sweat that ran off his brow highlighted his features in a way that reminded Sonic of a caveman.
Sonic liked cavemen...
"Now forgive me if I'm not doing my job right, but aren't you... a blue hedgehog? With certain, strange..." He sized her up, which didn't long with her mobian proportions. "Proclivities?" He ran his thumbs under his belt, cinching it, reminding Sonic of the weight attached to it.
She would have done anything for him in that moment.
"I want a cut." Sonic's hidden hope and excitement came out as annoyance, as she unbuttoned her purse, digging for some cash. "But more than that-" He had shadowed her now, as he grabbed hold of the back of her head, quills firmly in hand, he led her eyes along with his down her body, as he motioned for a kiss, but dared not actually do it, maybe smelling how cum drunk she was just by a simple exhale of her breath. It made her want to chew minty gum, brush her teeth and floss all at the same time - just for a chance at it, even though she knew he'd reject her anyway. "I usually just treat you girls with professionalism. Prostitution is illegal here, but most cops don't even harass you whores outside of sending a bagman to collect - but you? A prostitute who rapes her clients? Oh I could have the book thrown at your sorry ass - but the only thing I want to throw your way is my dick." His voice bristled her brain into mush. "So bend the fuck over."
Sonic herself swept the table he was standing by of her own things; unlit candles, grocery store papers with the coupons clipped, empty chinese food cartons, excess dildos and makeup.
That wasn't fast enough for him, as he picked her up and tossed over the table like a sack of potatoes, before quickly yanking her ankles over the side, leaving her legs limply dangling.
Sonic was quickly reminded as to why she preferred being fucked.
Before he could destroy her lacey and light pink underwear out of angry horniness, she reached back, unwedging her panties from her ass, before slipping it off and letting it fall to her floor. He palmed her large ass cheeks as soon as she was exposed, his strong mitts hypnotized by their size, as she could hear him mutter a curse under his breath.
She palmed and rubbed her hands excitedly, before reaching back, and prying herself open, exposing her pink doughnut surrounded by blue fur to him so brazenly.
She then heard him snort before he huck spit - she could feel it land in her hole, feeling the nasty warm liquid swell, before she felt a pressure applied, as the large thumbprint pressed against her chute, feeling huge, as he inserted it inside her, causing her maw to hang open, her jaw shifting at every bit of him that bypassed her inner ring - Sonic was already starting to feel like her clitty could just cum from the feeling of this alone, but he pulled his thumb away, leaving Sonic's anus still squeezing and releasing, as if it were breathing for air, even after the detective had removed the forceful intrusion, signaling to him on an almost primal level, just how much she wanted his cock inside her pussy.
He clapped down his fists on the table at each side of her hefty buns, getting the hedgewhore to look over her shoulder, trying to look sultry, but her eyes revealed a desperation. She heard the belt buckle, and Sonic settled in for what was to come, even giving her booty an enticing shake for him. He beat both sides of heavy blue butt with his thick shaft - she could tell he wasn't the biggest she had been with, but the way he carried himself made her think of him having an eight incher.
Despite her best attempts to gape herself for the prick, he seemed to have trouble, his tip prodding her entrance with several teases. "Goddamn, that's one tight hole for a working slut." Sonic offered up a fluttering 'thank you', that was promptly ignored, as she felt him penetrate her with that stiffened organ.
Unsteady, he jockeyed himself, now watching his erection slip deeper into her orifice, still surprised at how it struggled to accept him. "I'm gonna impregnate this hole of yours." He grunted out into her ear, before starting his hard screwing of her behind.
"Ugh... ngh... fuuu~uuck... you gotta pay extra for that, honey!" Sonic managed to gasp out between humps.
He cracked the side of her ass. "I'm not paying you, bitch. You're doing this for free. You'll always do it with me for free when I ask you to."
That was sooooooo unfair, Sonic thought.
She should be able to ask him too...
Mid-thrust, he flipped her onto her back, causing her to writhe in place, the hard surface messing with her back, but she had been screwed in worse, more uncomfortable places before. Running her hand through her hair, as if she were in a shampoo commercial or being video'd by him, as he glowered over her, his forehead sweaty, Sonic loved how she couldn't hide any part of herself from him, as it really showed off how plump her thighs were and how big her augmented chest was, as he couldn't help but grope each of them.
"Ah-AH-ah-AH-ah-AH" Her voice jumped in volume with every violent pump into her ass - her heels became spindly, dangling off her nicely inward curved blue feet, as her skinny ribs rolled in and out like the waves by the beach. Her teeth clenched, as her eyes went into the back of her head, as she was mercilessly dicked down hard by the human.
Why.
Was.
Human.
Cock.
So. Good?
She managed to internalize, even with her brain rattling about with every hit from him against her prostate.
He groaned, shifting his body weight against her. "Hrk... fuckin' little sissy bitch, ya like that?"
Sonic moaned in response - of course she did, but she tried to remind herself that what he was doing was criminal in some way... right?
She told herself nothing bad could feel this good.
Still, her euphoria couldn't mask her body's rough shape, as Sonic rubbed her limp cock like it were a pussy - it was a soothing motion to forget the pain in her ass.
Sonic saw several throbbing veins appear on him, and that's when she knew he was done, as his body seized up, with several last minute stabs inside her guts, his warm juice began to flush her tunnel full. As he emptied himself out inside her numb yet still sensitive cavity, Sonic made sure to amp up her own pleasure because she knew he'd be gone soon, finally getting her tiny penis to weep out what little it could. Dislodging himself unceremoniously, she didn't get a cuddle or anything for her freebie, yet nothing was worse than that feeling of wanting he left in her ass, her hole gaping for more as it leaked out his seed, yet it was the life she agreed to when she became a street walker.
Sonic felt like she could finally relax, even with this stranger still in her home. He'd be gone soon and...
He flopped his nearly soft cock in front of her face. "Look uh, my wife doesn't like it when I come home smelling like you whores - could you do me a favor?" Like it was something she could say no to...
She kissed and slurped on his balls, taking huge whiffs of it as she ran her nose up the shaft, working herself up to what she'd be tasting soon.
It was disgusting, yet, so masculine that he made her clean him off like this, but more than anything he did to her, him admitting to her that he had a wife irked Sonic in a way she couldn't exactly explain.
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