Act 2

Amy Rose

This had been a long time coming, so long that Sonic pairing fans had been writing fan fiction about it since the daaaaaaaaaawn of tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiime! A pairing that was made in heaven, a romance that subsists in earth, and a girl that spent many months dreaming of the day her blue crush would someday reflect the same love, lust, and attention for her that she so did for him. Amy had no idea that Sonic had turned into a sex-hungry, perverted monster stalking all of his lady friends up and down their colorful, ring-infested, loop-shaped world of Mobius in search of their virginity. Least of all, would anyone have expected, that she wouldn't be the first girl to get paired up with Sonic in a sex story.

Sonic the Pervert, hero (?) of this story and main character, had little doubt that Amy would be somewhere nearby - after he had finished with Sally, not even bothering to clean himself off, he searched for her scent and his speed brought him to Amy's home that wasn't very deep inside Knothole. Hoping to create some form of sexual innuendo, the author continued to write that Sonic penetrated the back door of her home so quickly that she didn't even know what had rammed through her door and immediately found Amy asleep on her own bed, looking as innocent as a housefly. Sonic crept over to her and laid down on his knees over her, laying his exposed dick over the back of Amy's dress. It felt good.

Whatever this dress was made of, Sonic scooped up some of the fabric and tightened his erected member into the folds of it, rubbing himself pleasingly while distributing seasoned groans. Amy's eyes shot open at the disturbance on her body, her thoughts turned to terror when the possibility that a midnight intruder had broken into her home and was in the process of raping her fragile, young (not so young) body flashed in her mind. At that very moment, time froze around them, Amy's face was put inside of a black window while her pink dialogue window surrounded her, her head turned and in her eyes was the very hedgehog she loved - Sonic.

But like a giddy schoolgirl, she sucked in a view of Sonic's now-most impressive physique... and the very stern, mean-looking penis that was being pressed tightly against the rim of her butt. She wanted to squeak, but held in that breath as Sonic's eyes were still closed, and finally managed to whisper, "S-sonic? Y-you... you're... huge!"

"I know." Sonic replied with a smile.

"I... I know that my body looks mature thanks to that wish I made. But... but I still don't think I'm ready for this."

"Yeah, technically you are kind of young... but that doesn't mean it won't be fun!" Sonic grinned, "Not even two layers of clothes will slow me down!"

Amy almost tried to turn over and stroke the solid thing of Sonic's, but now was not yet the time for fondling. Sonic saw Amy frozen in place as they were both teleported into that white dimension where two extra minutes decided whether or not their long-lasting unresolved sexual tension would be dissolved or sustained. Amy, eyes open and the rest of her frozen as time slowed down, Sonic glanced around for...

CHOMP.

The CensorMan virus floated around his pinky finger. Its flat, opaque teeth curved so hard that blood started to burst through the white material of his glove like ketchup from an exploded packet. Sonic shrieked and shook the virus away, clutching his bleeding finger and soothing the pain with cat-like breaths, cooling the wound. There was practically no time for this as the CensorMan returned again, and more bites down at Sonic's gloved hands. This time of course though, Sonic was more experienced with this timid little creature, and as soon as he relaxed himself and scrolled over Amy's frozen form the virus relaxed with him, he diligently made sure to keep his fingers over that damn thing!

Amy Rose was a lot more conservative than Sally was, few Mobians ever wore clothing but those that did were evolving to a certain "point" where their bodies became either so feminine or masculine that their inhibitions developed as well, and the inhibition to be nude was clear in that Amy not only wore a rounded maroon dress, she also wore a second layer of white underwear for modesty. Of course, this only made Sonic even more turned on. He clawed off Amy's red headband first and began pawing down her breasts repeatedly, pulling away tatters of the chest until her bra was fully visible. The CensorMan persuaded him downwards, he pulled off the flowery lower half of her dress.

That left her boots (that for some reason she wore even when she went to bed), and the underwear, and he quickly made work of those boots the same a cat would make short work of a sheet of paper covered in cat nip. Now Amy was reduced to all of a white sports bra and briefs, her poignant rose-colored tail prodding outward from a hole in the back of her panties. Sonic had to retreat temporarily, the CensorMan swooshed over his hand as he darted over Amy's backside and leaned with a confused expression on his face. Sonic, still 28 intelligence points behind his regular self, didn't know what to do now after disassembling this half of Amy's wardrobe.

"Gah!" Sonic bit his lip, struggling to avoid the persistent virus that would gnaw on his fingertips if he sat still. He swung his right arm at super-speed, unfortunately, and the CensorMan chomp chomp chomped after him.

"Sonic, just remember, after you destroy the first layer of clothing, you can move onto the next." the author advised him.

"B-but I already destroyed the first layer!" Sonic skimmed over Amy's half-naked body, there was nothing distinctive except for marshmallow white undergarment over soft, pink skin and locks of hair.

"Hmmm... according to my scanners, there's still 7 pieces of the first layer of clothing. You need to destroy the entire first layer... first!"

Sonic dove for Amy's legs, taking cover as the CensorMan swooned around her, crouching and doing a midair somersault to prevent further damage. He fixed his focus all over Amy, searching every limb and every inch, memorizing every curve and every proportion, but he couldn't see a single thing on her that wasn't a part of this "second layer" of underwear or skin. This really wasn't his fault, entirely, as it was something fairly easy to miss. Sonic spin-dashed away as the CensorMan zoomed in again, whipping back around and yelling, "I DON'T SEE ANYTHING!"

The author examined the character model closely and a bead of sweat dropped down his temples, "...have you tried her gloves?"

"!" Sonic's cheeks reclined as he made a huge gasp, then hammered himself back into normal movement as he got up on Amy and applied the pressure necessary to force them off. The gloves rolled off with little resistance, and so did the ring wristbands that Amy wore, until her pink furry hands were visible. Sonic then buried his hands onto Amy's butt, shredding her mozzarella-grade underwear and surfing down the back of her thighs to where her socks casually unfurled, the virus scooting nearby so as not to be forgotten, and Sonic only managed the one sock off before he had to spin around the CensorMan and turn back around.

The other sock sank and a foot gracefully came from under it, leaving the only thing left - the bra. Sonic gladly rushed to this, shrugging off the CensorMan this time as he helped remove the last article of clothing from the precious child's body, the bra's defenses fell just like anything else and slowly disintegrated as it tumbled to the ground/ Time flushed back to normal pace, with Sonic sitting on top of the surprised Amy, now completely naked and with the icon of all of her lust and affection sitting equally nude on top of her, staring menacingly into the small of her back to where her tail bounced up violently.

Sonic looked around again, that CensorMan virus seems to have departed again and it seems to vanish as soon as I finish stripping my friends, and flicked his eyes back on Amy who curiously poked and stroked his growing penis that rose from the seat of his legs, causing even more erratic tingles inside of his pelvis. He forced himself to focus again, shook his head, and then reasserted his control over this situation by pushing little Amy onto her stomach and away from her stroking.

Amy defenselessly complied to Sonic's motion as he fleetingly squatted and pushed his dick quicker and quicker against her tail and his ballsack plopped into the nether regions of her legs, she squirmed uncomfortably when she realized he'd stopped, but she easily assumed that this was just a pause before he unleashed some incredible super move on her. In truth, Sonic was in thought.

He didn't want to suffer future repercussions of having sexually violated a 16-year ol... 11 year old. 14-year old? He bent over a bit and asked, "Say, Amy, how old are you?"

Amy counted on her fingers for a second, then answered, "I'm-"

But Sonic hastily covered her mouth with his hands, "Never mind."

She didn't reason with him as Sonic carefully turned Amy over onto her back. Even in this perverted form, he couldn't find it in himself to plug a girl so innocent and petite. Of course, perhaps "petite" wasn't the right word when Sonic was staring unanimously into a pair of D-sized boobs that beckoned for his fondling, he kindly squeezed and flaunted them to draw moans out of Amy while he pondered the complexity of the situation. His dick grew even sturdier, to the point where it padded against Amy's chin, which struck an idea in Sonic's head that he was morally adhesive with. Amy opened her eyes...

...as a thick, bulbous member was lobbed past her lips and stayed there for the duration of one common breath. It heated the very saliva in her mouth, she wasn't being forced down or anything but the sheer size and volume of it was probably the closest thing to gagging Amy had ever experienced, she coughed almost out of lack of a proper response as Sonic withdrew slightly, giving her a moment of relief. But this was not a position for her entertainment, it was a position for his enjoyment, and without mercy he stuck the erected tip back into her, swishing it back and forth and sighing as the moist sections of her mouth soothed and cooled him.

Amy was only a little disparative, making uncertain gagging sounds as Sonic's blowjob became more intense and rigorous. Sonic soon trusted her with all three (& knuckles) inches of his manhood and launched himself deeper until the rim of her mouth brazenly fazed him, Amy protested with some rough gagging and light taps on Sonic's leg but he didn't relent. This was good. This was very very good. He let his balls hang complacently on Amy's neck while he tugged her head back and forth, drawing more wet, tight pressure as Amy gradually began to knot around his dick with her tongue, sending chills all throughout the pervert's body.

Sonic was still on top of her naked, rigid body that sat almost willingly along the spread bed sheet of Amy's bed, this oral position made him almost glad that she was too young to give way for a different job. Of course, this had to be destroying whatever pure, untainted philosophy on sex the pink, girl hedgehog had ever had previously if any. Giving her hero and make-believe boyfriend this kind of satisfaction wouldn't go unrecorded. He had to admit though, she was surprisingly talented at this.

Orgasmic pressure built up, Sonic released his steamy entourage into the young girls's mouth, Amy's head buckled in terror at what this mysterious boiling gel gushing past her tongue and into the walls of her mouth so pridefully and she tried to pull away. Sonic didn't give her this escape, he held her in place by her upper arms and released himself, holding on for at least seventeen seconds until Amy's mouth overflowed with juices and she, with all of her strength, grabbed hold of his continuously ejaculating member and forcibly slid it away from her lips, no more ideal was it that for two seconds more of Sonic's passion spewed on her nose and across her eyelid, making Amy shiver strangely until she found that the hot shower ceased, finally letting an eye peek out and bat some of the semen stretch off of her temple.

The calamitous coming from the cock that had been stuffed inside of her cheeks like a chew toy left Amy feeling awkward, unsure how to process her first sexual encounter. She wakefully stared at Sonic's wobbling dick that stood an Olympic medal winner over a conquered track - herself. For moments, she just stared at Sonic's hardened muscle. She just couldn't believe he was still that aroused even after letting out all of that.

"That was... pretty damn good for a little girl, Amy." Sonic whispered, sitting up with his ass (huh?) in Amy's face.

"Sonic..." Amy didn't know how to respond. Somehow, the sticky stuff residing on her lips, her chin, her cheeks, and forehead made all of her words mute and intangible. Sonic merely paced forward, standing on the carpet with his thick, proud manhood rising to nipple-level while he folded his arms behind his back just to amplify the majesty of it.

"7 seconds to spare. You know Sonic, I hate to say this, but I think we're grossing out too many readers like this. Maybe we should just quit while you're ahead." the author stated, running his hands all over his keyboard desperately trying to maintain context.

"Nah, just advance the story along a little bit, things will be fine." Sonic sed, picking up the rings that Amy had on her hands before he'd pulled them off, "Hey, you told me you'd know a little more about this CensorMan thing. Come on, give me a little before the final level!"

"Hmm... okay, fine. Well, from what I've gathered so far, the CensorMan virus is a virus that was left inside of the game that not even the programmers know about. It wants only one thing, and that's to prevent you from even getting your hands on these girls you've been having your way with. The virus has the ability to induce a game over if it causes enough damage, and as you can see, it draws blood. But is also disappears if you manage to strip off all of a friend's clothing in time, so you won't have to worry about it for a little while until you reach the next level. I'm working on a way to maybe help you out with it, but don't expect much help on my end. I'm just here to narrate and advise."

Sonic grimaced and clenched his temples, "Damn it. If I ever find our where you live, Mr. Author!"

"Umm... Sonic? Is there some invisible voice talking to us!" Amy blinked and gazed at Sonic who seemed to be talking to himself.

Sonic merely turned around to face Amy, then lifted a finger and waved it playfully as text began to fill up the screen.

SONIC HAS PASSED ACT 2.

SCORE - 6500

TIME BONUS - 700
RING BONUS - 200
CUM BONUS - 6000

TOTAL - 13400

Onward to Act 3.