I do not own any of the original Sonic characters.

It was a cool Spring morning at the yellow kitsune's, known as Tails, workshop. Dew drops hanging from the tree leave, a fresh pine smell, the sun just breaking over the calm ocean's horizon. A beautiful twilight. Tails had been up all night fine tuning another invention. With a satisfied sigh the fox dropped the crescent wrench in his hand and leaned against the cylinder-like machine. He slid to his bottom. The thought of the new invention was soon drowned out by the thought of his blue hero, Sonic. He had always adored him, yet knew that the feeling was far from mutual. In fact, knew that the blue hedgehog would only see him as a little brother, never a lover. He held hope, however, that this machine would fix that. With the thoughts swimming in his head, the fox drifted off to sleep with a blissful wish.

There was a knock at the shop door. Who else would it be? None other than the kitsune's deepest desire and passion. Sonic himself. The hedgehog wondered to himself that Tails may still be out like a light. It wouldn't surprise him. Tails' thoughts were always stirring. Sonic knew that the only way for Tails to fall to sleep was to think himself to exhaustion. That or work himself to exhaustion and make it so he could no longer hold himself up. Sonic took it upon himself to enter the fox's shop. First the hedgehog walked quietly up to Tails' room. It didn't come as a shocker that he wasn't there. So, the hedgehog made his way down to the hanger. Sonic opened the door, it creaked as he did, and he flinched. He saw Tails in slumber next to his new invention. Sonic had seen the device before; it was little more than a developing project on blueprints. Tails did not discuss what it was for. He only told Sonic that it was a surprise. The hedgehog stepped closer, being quiet about it, he sat down next to Tails. Sonic set his attention to the fox, then the machine. Curiosity got the better of the hedgehog and he decided to take a look around inside the machine.

It looked rather simple on the inside. But he knew there was more to it. He looked at the top. A green glow emitted from the Chaos Emerald suspended by the wires that wrapped about it. Sonic frowned, he was so anxious as to what it was supposed to do. He kicked the side of the metal machine. The door slide shut on him. Sonic panicked as the door's hydraulic lock. The machine whirred and clicked. The energy from the Chaos Emerald leaked into the container, filling it with it's potent power. He looked out of the green, oval window on the door. He shouted loudly for Tails to get him out of there. The cries did not reach the fox, however, and the energy intensified.

At first it was a tingling sensation, but even that worried Sonic. The sensation increased to what felt like needles on his flesh. Sonic felt his body being lifted in the metal prison Tails had invented. Sonic felt his body reshaping itself, he felt like he was in a microwave. His voice, once that heroic, lady grabbing, sound, now changed swiftly into something softer and sweeter. His crotch went numb. In the pain that followed Sonic balled up. He felt two bulges on his chest, and steadily they grew. He felt his waist slim out, the quills on his head drooped like Amy's, two more grew out and dropped down by his eyes like bangs. The quills on his back vanished. His hips widened, his butt firm, the muscle mass on his legs become greater, and wrapped in blue fur. Sonic shrieked in agony. Just as quickly as it started, it ended for the hedgehog. He was dropped and the door slid open. A pink smoke from the transformation glided out from the machine and spread out on the ground; it smelled of fresh blossomed roses. The hedgehog pressed herself against the cylindrical walls and pushed herself up. She stumbled out of the machine and onto the floor. Sonic looked over to Tails, who slept through all of the screams. Sonic's eyes changed slowly from their emerald green to a soft pink. Tails, he looked so beautiful in the hedgehog's eyes now. Tails' wishes had come true, but this was not exactly what he had in mind...

I had to write this, it was nagging at my head.