Again, I am here to warn you that this chapter has potentially triggering scenes (just two paragraphs this time) that include sexual abuse. I specifically have the past text in italics for those who would like to skip over it. Thank you, and enjoy the chapter.
Amy wheeled down the hall, Sonic was tracing after her. This was her final moments in the hospital, and she was ready to go back to the world. The nurse was trying to keep up.
Though her wrists were still bandaged due to cuts, most of the scars on her face had faded into light red lines, and she had gained back her weight.
"Ms. Rose, please slow down a bit, we still have to stop at the front desk to fill out the paperwork!" the nurse called after her.
"I just want to get outside," the pink hedgehog complained.
"We just need you to sign the release forms. Here, here, and here."
Amy signed the documents with stiff wrists and rolled outside. She looked around, glad to be able to see the light of day once more. She sighed as she followed Sonic to the car. The blue hedgehog folded her wheelchair and tucked it into the back seat.
Amy stumbled to the front, leaning against the vehicle for support. She felt a hand come around her waist, making her fall.
Eggman mounted her from the back, not waiting for her to get warmed up. He started thrusting fast and hard. Amy's hands were locked against the wall, her feet to the floor. A metal band pressed against her waist to keep her in position. The ends of the support beam dug into her hip bones; a lack of food has made them protrude from her skin and made them extra sensitive.
Tears ran down her face as the doctor wrapped his arms around her waist as the rough penetration ended and she was filled with semen. The warm liquid uncomfortably dripped from her opening and melted down her legs. She was unhooked from the support beam and dropped to the floor.
Amy looked up at Sonic with startled eyes. The flashback left her mind, and she was able to comprehend that it wasn't happening again. "Sorry, Sonic. I wasn't expecting you to do that."
He looked at her, searching for any hints of resistment, and stuck his hands back out to help her off the ground after seeing nothing, "That one's on me, Ames, I shouldn't have done anything without asking. Let's get you home."
