This is a fanfiction, and as such, most of the characters in the story are not mine. Most characters are © Sega, and are not used with permission.
Chapter 2: Challengers, Start your Engines
It was a bright summer morning a few years ago that life would take a turn to what it is know known. There was a time that it looked like she and Shadow would be together forever, and nothing could split them, but there was one little snag.
It was a new summer's day that Rouge found a deeply hidden truth, there was one other who wanted Shadow, who wanted him as much as Rouge did. When Rouge found out about Bunnie's feelings, she also found an intense hatred that was building against both her and the hedgehog. Neither would do, and the bat's warped mind concocted a plan to quickly nip it in the bud before it could blossom into something bad. Her solution, she'd let her have him.
For one day, Shadow was Bunnie's, for her to do with whatever she wanted. If she could convince Shadow to pick her over Rouge, the bat would leave and let the two live alone in peace.
When Rouge got back and faced the two down, it was quite the amusing sight to see Bunnie sleeping in Shadow's arms; equally funny was the reaction when she woke the pair.
When they settled down, Bunnie was still a bit shy and tried to hide what happened yesterday, even though Rouge was not easy to fool. She could smell them on each other, and figured it would be better to let things settle down, and perhaps more fun. Instead, she took Shadow away for a shower and let Bunnie alone for a while.
Rouge stepped out of the bathroom, wearing her bathrobe and wrapping a towel over her head.
"That feels so good; there's nothing like a hot shower after a night on the town, especially considering how boring this place is."
Shadow came up from behind, wearing another towel around his waist.
"I guess Queen Sally figured there were more important things to do than build a red light district."
"Of course, this whole place is filled with people who've lived in the forest for the last decade, they've forgotten how to party. And I'm just the gal to teach them how."
"What are you going to do? Teach them line dancing?"
"I got it, I'll open a club; I'll get a nice little spot in the middle of town and open the hottest spot this lazy little backwater excuse of a city has ever seen."
"If you've got strippers, I'll be there."
Rouge forced a laugh. "Ha ha. Not that kind of club, stupid; I mean a place with flashing lights, a polished floor, drinks for everybody's taste, and lots of dancing, fully clothed dancing."
=Yawn=
"You don't like my idea?"
"No I'm just tired, I didn't get much sleep last night."
"I didn't get any and I'm not tired. I'm guessing someone had a wild party of their own last night."
"Too bad you weren't there."
"But I wasn't there, that was the point, you sick puppy."
"I'm going to lie down and get a few more hours, wake me around lunch hour."
Shadow pulled off the towel and slipped into bed.
"Fine, you sleep, I'm going downstairs for some breakfast."
Rouge walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. At the counter was Bunnie who was washing the dishes from her own meal a few minutes ago. On the way down, Rouge was considering what to get for her first meal of the day: eggs and bacon, jam on toast, or orange juice and a croissant? But what she saw in the kitchen gave her a slightly different idea.
It had been years since Rouge had last experienced romance with a girl, and after letting Bunnie have her way with Shadow yesterday, she wondered just how open the rabbit might be to something a little different.
Rouge tiptoed behind the unsuspecting lagomorph and wondered just how to approach her: rub her shoulders, a whisper in her long ears, or just reach out and grab her large bosom. Rouge grimaced as she got close and made her move; she reached down, and firmly grabbed Bunnie's ass, a cheek in each hand, and squeezed rather firmly.
Bunnie gasped when her rump was forcibly taken by the silent intruder. She dropped the plate she was washing back into the sink and moaned quite audibly as she let Shadow massage her behind.
Rouge continued, wondering how long she could go before Bunnie turned and saw whom it was, or before she gave in and revealed herself. As she pinched Bunnie's cheeks through the denim, she could feel the smooth round shape underneath, and that is was missing something; the lines that would mark where her panties covered her weren't there, she wasn't wearing any. She looked down at the round bottom, and wondered how often the rabbit didn't wear them; perhaps she never did, but to go bare-assed in tight denim. As she studied the large muscles, she looked to the right and could see a bit of white inside her right pocket, just a sliver at the edge of the blue fabric.
Bunnie was enjoying the sex therapy, and didn't want Shadow to stop, but she knew Rouge was in the house somewhere, and the last thing she wanted was for the bat to catch them in the act.
"Shadow, stop that, Rouge might…" Bunnie turned around to see that it wasn't her lover from last night squeezing her rump.
"Rouge?!"
"Are those your panties in your pocket or are you just glad to see me?"
Like most things Rouge said, Bunnie didn't realize the pun in the twisted line.
"What are yah doing, pinching mah butt like that?"
"Just a bit of fun, something which you and Shadow apparently had last night."
"That's none of your business." Bunnie was caught in between two feelings, embarrassment over Rouge's comments of her and Shadow's night, and violation over Rouge's butt probing.
"Oh knock it off, I could smell you all over him. You can try to clean up, but it takes more than changing the sheets to hide a late night romp." Rouge's tone changed slightly, from the probing third degree to a more playful tone, like that of a high schooler. "So come on, tell me the details."
"What?"
"You can't leave me in suspense, you've got to tell me what happened. Was it quiet and romantic with hugging and caressing, or was it totally dirty with screaming and grabbing and being tied down to the bed posts and…"
"What is the blazes are yah going on about. Why should I tell you anything?!"
"I let you have him last night, the least you could do is grant me some friendly chat."
"That's none of yah business."
"Maybe not, but I am interested." Rouge furled her brow. "If we are to be competitors."
"Are yah feeling the heat now that you've got someone else comin' after Shadow?"
"Oh please, you're just a naïve little country girl, who so far had one very likely boring night with him. I'm far more experienced in the ways of seduction, and can do things you would never dream of in a million years."
"Ah can do anythin' yah can do, su-gah. Shadow will be mine, so maybe yah should start packin'."
"Do you really think you can best me?"
"Ah can beat yah with mah hands tied behind mah back."
"Oh, you're into that are you?"
Again, as with many things that Rouge and Shadow said, it was a reference that Bunnie didn't get. Rouge giggled, realizing that Bunnie's naivety had kicked in again.
"Forget it, but you've got a lot of work to do if you think you can beat me to the altar."
That was a reference Bunnie understood.
"A race huh, yah seem to be stuck at the starting line."
Rouge had to admit, she and Shadow had been together for a long time, yet marriage was something that rarely came up. Until Bunnie came into the equation it just wasn't important; but now, marrying Shadow was the only way to seal the deal and defeat her new opponent.
"We'll then, it looks like a race to the church; are you ready?"
Bunnie had a better idea, she was tired of Rouge running the show, and decided to take matters into her own hands.
"Ah've got a better idea. If this is goin' tah be a battle in the bedroom, why not we go for the ultimate goal? The first he gets pregnant, gets him."
Rouge almost dropped dead at hearing that. "You want to what?"
For the past year and a half, Rouge and Shadow have been deliberately trying to withhold that particular outcome; now she was being challenged by a rabbit of all creatures to see who could procreate first. Even worse, this was Bunnie who was challenging her, the normally shy rabbit was now taking the initiative and trying to out maneuver Rouge at the love game.
{I've created a monster.}
On the one hand, it certainly felt like a trap, but deep inside, she wasn't about to argue. Rouge wouldn't let on to Bunnie, but if Shadow did get Bunnie pregnant, she'd be the first person on the wedding's guest list.
"Alright, I accept your challenge; may the best womb win."
"See yah from the maternity ward."
The two reached out and shook hands, rather forcefully, each trying to demonstrate their resolve to win in the grip; in a test of strength, Bunnie won easily, but Rouge wouldn't let on that the rabbit was coming very close to crushing the small bones in her fingers. After a few good shakes, the women broke off.
Rouge placed her hands to her hips and stood in a sultry contraposto stance.
"Well now, are we to lay out some ground rules, or will it be a free for all?"
"'Rules'? Yah sure like to complicate things; what do yah think this is, some silly game?"
"Not at all, but I want to know what's considered sporting behavior. Would tying up your opponent and locking them in the closet be fair, or running interference while putting the moves on, or is every night going to be a ménage-à-trois and let the chips fall where they may?"
Bunnie didn't like how complex Rouge was making everything, didn't she understand that love was supposed to be simple: a boy and girl fall in love and that's the end of it. In reality, it was the whole scenario of trying to seduce Shadow into submission that unnerved her, these sex games of Rouge's were totally out of whack, and she had trouble really wrapping her mind around all of this mess. Then again, perhaps a few rules would be best; she didn't really trust Rouge in a knock-'em-down, drag-'em-out battle, so a few ground rules would make this more fair.
"O.K. then, we take turns, you get him one night, I get him the next."
"Sure."
"And no running interference. If it's my turn, you stay out."
"Can I at least watch?"
Bunnie was perturbed by Rouge's voyeurism, ignoring the fact that she once did the same thing to them while plotting her revenge against the bat. "What? No!"
"Aw, you're no fun, you should learn to be a bit more daring."
"And no funny stuff."
"Like trying to tire him out in the day so that he's completely exhausted that night?"
"Right."
Rouge leaned into Bunnie, causing her to lean back on the counter. Despite her effort to distance them, Bunnie could feel Rouge's breasts reaching down and pressing against hers.
"Like tying him to the bed and swatting him with a riding crop until he succumbs and pledges total loyalty?"
Bunnie stalled at hearing the weird S&M fetish, in her mind it was a mode of torture and couldn't even consider that there were people that enjoyed it; all she could see was Rouge in leather and studs sitting on top of a captive Shadow, whipping him with the implement.
"Absolutely out."
"And how about this?"
Rouge leaned in even more, far further than Bunnie was able. Before she could react, repel, or close her mouth, Rouge's face was right into Bunnie's, her lips pressed firmly against the rabbit's, and her tongue protruded inside her victim's. Bunnie was too startled to do anything right away, but after she came back to reality, she reached out and grabbed Rouge's arms. The bat held her tightly, keeping the kiss going on as long as possible, but Bunnie was stronger and eventually broke off.
"What the Hell was that?"
"It's called kissing. Or did you mean the tongue part? That's called 'French kissing' or 'Frenching'."
"No, I mean yah kissing me."
"You don't like kissing?"
"Two girls shouldn't kiss, that's disgusting!"
"You've never seen two girls kiss?"
"I've seen two girls kiss, but that was a friendly kiss on the cheek, never like that! That was a passionate kiss, between two people in love! Two girls can't love each other!"
"Of course they can."
"But… that's crazy! Besides, I love Shadow, not you."
"So do I. Don't you get it, Bunnie? We both love him, we both want to be with him for the rest of our lives; so why can't we?"
"What are yah saying, that we both have him?! That's not right!"
"Why? Who told you that? You have to think differently. Love doesn't care about who or why, it just does. There are people who love people that don't love back, there are girls who love other girls, and boys who love boys; but is any of that wrong? There are 80-year old men with 25-year old women, and middle-aged women chasing young boys. Just look at us; you're a rabbit, I'm a bat, and we're both chasing a hedgehog. We can't let silly things in the outside world tell us whom we can and can't love; love doesn't care for gender, race or age. O.K., so pedophilia is right out, but true love should not be denied."
Bunnie was a little flustered at Rouge's monologue, but was becoming entranced with her romantic talk. "What… what are you talking about?"
"We both love Shadow, but why should only one of us get him? If we could put aside our differences, if we could accept each other and our feelings, maybe we could share him, and maybe along the way, we could find something between ourselves."
"Between… us?"
"If we can accept each other, then maybe we can love each other."
"Love… you…"
Bunnie was dumbstruck, what Rouge was suggesting was totally out of left field; just moments ago she was standing down the bat, and now she was making this totally ludicrous offer. Just what was she up to; was she trying to totally sicken Bunnie, to scare her away with some weird sexual perversion; or was she trying to trap her and make her some kind of plaything. The whole thing was rather frightening, and Bunnie was finding herself in the same nervous predicament she had been in since she met Shadow, and after Rouge stepped in. Recently, she built up the courage she needed to finally confront Shadow, and actually have sex with him; she believed that is was her fear that kept them apart, and that it was something that would keep her down. Choking it all back, Bunnie decided, however foolish it might be, to play along.
"And if we were… to… you know?" Bunnie shook away the stubborn question and get straight to the heart of the matter. "Are you serious, do you really love me?"
"Bunnie, I'm not going to lie to you. I don't know if I love you or not, but since we both love Shadow, we could at least try." Rouge lifted her right hand and stroked Bunnie's ear. "And if it does work, we could make an interesting family."
Bunnie was still a little unsure, but after all that had happened, she went along with it. "So, what do we do?"
Rouge smiled, then undid the knot of her bathrobe, letting the two halves slip open. She reached up and tugged the towel off her head, letting it fall to the ground.
"Let's just start slowly."
Rouge moved on Bunnie again and engaged in another very hot and passionate kiss. While their lips were pressed together, Rouge's hands caressed Bunnie's body, and tugged at her clothes, enticing the rabbit to join in and strip down.
"In the meantime, I'm a bit hungry. I could go for a bit of rabbit for breakfast."
Bunnie couldn't believe what happened, just two hours ago she was facing down Rouge in the kitchen, and now she was in bed, with the bat, both naked. All the thoughts spun through her head of just how Rouge had manipulated her into this very weird scenario.
It was quite the ride that Rouge took her on, starting in the kitchen, then moving on to the heavy stuff when they moved to Bunnie's bedroom. Bunnie and Rouge did things that the rabbit didn't dare try with Shadow last night; some of it she simply didn't think of, others were things that she would have been repulsed to try, but somehow the bat managed to keep her calm enough to try them anyway.
As she laid there with Rouge seemingly motionless next to her, Bunnie considered just what would happen now. How would this encounter change her relationship with Shadow, it certainly changed how things were with the bat. Could what Rouge suggested really work? Could she love both Shadow and Rouge? Does the bat love her?
Bunnie turned to see Rouge there. In the dark, her eyes were closed and it looked like she was sleeping quietly; like that, she looked like an angel. Rouge was like a cupid that shot arrows of love to lost souls who drifted with no one to call their own. Over the last two days, she had somehow worked her magic on Bunnie, and found her not one, but two souls to share her heart with.
"Rouge?"
The bat didn't respond.
"I don't know what you did, but thank you."
"You're welcome."
Bunnie gasped when Rouge answered and smiled back at her. Rouge brought her arm up and rested her head on it, propping herself up and looking down a bit over Bunnie. The rabbit propped herself up as well by pulling her arms behind her and leaning on her elbows.
The two looked at each other for a moment before either spoke.
"So, what did you think?"
"It felt so weird. Have yah ever done this with other girls before."
"A few, back in college I once thought I was a full on lesbian. My roommate was gay, and when she and her girlfriend broke up, I kind of made out with her out of sympathy. It was alright for a while, but it didn't last, we were dating for all the wrong reasons."
"And what about this?"
"I suppose that this isn't much different; it's out of convenience, not true love. But I do want this to work, and I want to love you, I want us to be a family."
"This is not what Ah thought a family should be."
"I know it seems strange, but there are weirder things in this world than two women in love with the same man, or two women in love with each other."
"Maybe, but what about Shadow, how do yah have two girls who love the same man, and each other."
"I suppose we could take turns, or just jump in to a little three way action."
"Yah mean all three of us, together, at the same time? How does that work?"
"Don't worry about it. Up until now you didn't know how two girls get it on, I can show you a few things about ménages."
"And Shadow, would he go along with it?"
"If Shadow is like most guys, he'd love the idea of having two girls at the same time."
"You bet I would."
The two girls shot up and looked towards the door where Shadow was standing there watching the two. They had no idea how long the hedgehog might have been there, but it didn't matter; even though they were talking about a threesome with the black one, now was not the time they intended for it.
Bunnie screamed.
Rouge picked up her pillow and tossed it at him. "You sick pervert!"
Rouge smiled while she remembered that day, breaking just long enough to open her mouth and drink the last of the orange juice.
